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'Ramu enough of talking. Did you come here to talk or to fuck me? Now fuck me' she commanded. We then fucked till it was time for Babloo to come home. 



For the next two months or so I visited her at least twice a week. During this time Varshini learnt to suck my cock and loved to swallow my-cum.

One morning as I entered her flat I saw that Varshini was not her usual cheerful self. I asked her, 'Varshini why so glum today?'

'Papa has fixed my wedding. I am to marry in four weeks time'.

'Congratulations! This is the time for you to be happy and not sad', I told her.

She said, 'Thanks. I was thinking what are we going to do now?'.

'What are we going to do? The same what we were doing till now. I will keep fucking you till you get married and thereafter your husband will fuck you. Regarding me, after your wedding I will look for another cunt to fuck' I told her with a smile.



we had fucked once I said, 'Varshini, talking about her ass hole reminds me. Get ready, today I am going to pop your ass hole cherry'.

'No. Ramu, please don't. Let me at least take one cherry to my husband's bed' she said.

'Well if that is what you want then so be it' I told her. I kept fucking her till the day of her wedding.



Within three weeks of Varshini's wedding LK uncle brought home Bindu Madhavi, a childless widow as his bride. When I saw her for the first time I introduced myself, 'Aunty my name is Ramu and I am Babloo's tutor'.

'Yes I know. Come in. Babloo is waiting for you. Please don't call me aunty. There is not much of a difference in our ages. Call me Bindu  or Madhavi as you like. I would prefer Bindu as every one calls me by that name' she replied. Bindu was about thirty years old. She was  prettier. She was tall, slim with a beautiful figure and her boobs were the right size for her lithe body. She looked radiantly happy. She kept humming popular tunes while going about her work. After six weeks or so I saw a change in her. She no longer hummed and looked quite dejected. She had also become irritable and got angry with Babloo for no rhyme or reason. Frankly I thought 'stepmother and all' and did not give too much thought to this sudden change.



One afternoon when I arrived I found Babloo was not there. 'Where is Babloo? I asked.

'He has gone out', she replied calmly.

'Why? Babloo knew that I was coming today' I asked getting slightly annoyed.

'That is the reason I sent him on an errand' she said and grabbed my cock. 'Ramu I want you to fuck me' she said.

I was taken aback and stuttered, 'B.. b.. but what about LK uncle?'



'Your uncle is very nice but getting old. In the beginning he fucked me quite often but now he can manage an erection only once in couple of weeks or so. I am young. My choot requires much more fucking than once in a fortnight. When I became a widow I gave up thought of fucking but since my marriage I have tasted the pleasures of fucking again. What shall I do my cunt wants more. I have chosen you to fulfill my desire', she said.

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While she was speaking she dropped my trousers and took hold of my hard erection. Getting down on her knees she started to suck my lund. She was good. I started to moan loudly with the intense sensation her practiced mouth was producing. While sucking my cock she disentangled the trousers from my feet and pushed me towards the bed.



As I lay on the bed she stopped sucking me.'Bindu it felt very nice. Why have you stopped? Please do continue' I begged.

'I promise that I will suck your big balls dry some other day and give you pleasure in more ways than one. Today I want to take all the juice your balls have to offer in my choot' she said and raising her sari sat down on my erect cock.

As soon as my cock entered her dripping choot she said, 'AAAHHHhhh Ramu it feels so good to have a really hard cock inside me again' and started to ride me at a gallop. In no time she came with a loud sigh of satisfaction and fell panting on my chest. She came so copiously that her cum ran down my balls on to the bed sheet.



'Bindu don't stop now. Continue' I moaned. 'I can't fuck anymore. Ramu now you fuck me' she replied. I turned her over and started the in and out movement.

'Ramu it is lovely' she moaned. I varied my speed and the length of my strokes constantly. Soon she was in ecstasy. Her hips started to move in rhythm of my strokes and she shouted, 'Y...hes Ramu that is the way. Harder. Y..hes yet harder. Make mince meat of my choot. Y..hes I am nearly there. Y...hes I am COMMMMMIIINNNGGG' and came.

After a few more strokes I also shot my load into her cum-thirsty choot. 'Ramu you were great. I am so glad that I decided that you fuck me" she panted. That afternoon we fucked several times till it was time for Babloo to return.



As I was leaving Bindu asked, 'When will we fuck again?' My mornings were still free and I told her that I would be with her after two days but in the morning.

She said, 'That will be wonderful. I am always alone in the mornings'.

In the days that followed she sucked my cock and swallowed my-cum. She was good at it and I told her so. She laughed and said that she had had lots of practice in her previous marriage. One morning she asked, 'Ramu have you ever fucked a woman in her ass hole?'.

Instead of replying, I questioned, 'Won't it hurt you?'

'No, just a little if it is done properly'. She then brought some oil and asked me to apply it on her gaand and on my cock. I then penetrated her rear hole. As I was fucking her gaand she took my hand and placed it on her choot and said, 'Ramu keep rubbing my clit while you fuck my gaand'.



I did as I was told and soon we both came with loud sighs of satisfaction. We used to meet twice a week and fuck each other to our hearts content in various positions. She was a very accomplished fucktress.

One morning as I was about to enter the building I met Varshini. 'Varshini what are you doing here?' I inquired.

'Shouldn't I be the one asking you this question? Ramu it seems it did not take you long to find another choot to fuck did it? She countered. I kept quiet.

'Don't play innocent. I know everything. Tell me how do you find my stepmother's choot? She asked.



'I have no idea what you are talking about? I said trying to avoid the issue.

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'Listen smart pants. Two days ago I saw you coming out of the flat in the morning. I should know why you were there shouldn't I? When I went in I saw my stepmother Bindu lying naked on the bed wiping her choot. I asked her what she was doing. She said that she was feeling hot and was wiping the sweat. It did not require an Einstein to tell whose immersion rod had made her choot sweat like this. So answer my question truthfully or do you want me to tell papa' she threatened.



Now that the cat was out of the bag I told her diplomatically that Bindu had had a lot of experience.

She asked, 'Tell me have you been able to persuade her to let you fuck her ass hole?'

I laughed and said, 'To tell you the truth I did not have to. She herself invited me to fuck her ass hole'.

With a sad expression she said, 'Lucky her. Look at poor me. I am now married for over three months and my gaand cherry is still intact'.

I laughed and said, 'Come in with me. This situation is easily rectified'.

'No Ramu. I couldn't do that. You go in and enjoy yourself. I have to get back home' she lamented and turned to go.

I went in. When Bindu and I were in the middle of our first fuck we heard Varshini's voice saying, 'Look what is going on. My dear stepmother is fucking Babloo's tutor Ramu. What will papa say?'

Bindu was aghast. With one hefty jerk she displaced me and started to cover her nakedness. I knew why Varshini was there. 'Bindu forget about covering yourself. Come grab Varshini' I told Bindu and jumped up to catch Varshini.



Together with Bindu we laid the feebly protesting Varshini on the bed. I raised her sari and rammed my cock into her already wet choot. While I was fucking Varshini Bindu said, 'Fuck her harder. Now she won't be able to say anything about us'.

After we had finished I told Bindu, 'Bring some oil and prepare her ass hole for a fuck. I am now going to fuck her in the ass hole'. Bindu obeyed immediately. She undressed the mildly protesting Varshini and lubricated her ass hole and my cock. I then placed my cock on Varshini's ass hole and pressed to gain entry.

'Ramu please stop. It is hurting me very much' Varshini shouted.

Bindu said, 'No. Ramu don't stop. Go on' and then turning to Varshini added, 'Varshini darling it will hurt a bit in the beginning but later on you will enjoy it very much'.

Suddenly her ass hole opened admitting my cock in its fold. Varshini screamed AAAAIIIIIEEEE my god! It hurts'. I started to fuck her rear hole and simultaneously massaged her clit. Soon her choot was flowing and so was my cock. After that day I fucked Bindu regularly and also Varshini whenever she chose to join us.



Babloo passed his final exams with flying colours. My tuition was no longer necessary. Everyone was happy. My father was happy because he could help out a friend. LK uncle was happy because Babloo was back on track. Babloo was happy because his grades had improved and he did not require tuition anymore. Varshini and Bindu were happy because they had their husbands and me to tail them. I was also happy because firstly my first teaching assignment had been a success in more ways than one. Secondly I had deflowered Varshini and thirdly I got the experienced Bindu to fuck also.





Even after I had stopped teaching Babloo I kept visiting Bindu till I had completed my course and left town to pursue higher studies.

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I’m 6 feet tall.I had a plan of going to the Sunburn festival in Goa since many days. I booked the tickets I went to the venue at Vagator.I got to know that the show starts at 6 in the evening.


So I decided to
go to the beach there. I saw a couple playing at the beach. I just went closer and saw the girl. They were in mid-twenties. I guess they were friends. The boy saw me while walking. I just smiled at him and he asked me to take a picture of them on his phone. I did the same and said hi.





We said bye and I went to the festival.I was a professional photographer not a regular guy who works in an MNC or any firm.


I went to the venue and started taking interviews of people from different nationalities and there I saw these two people the boy and girl coming to my side smiling. I smiled back and we greeted each other. The show was started.There were many counters for drinks. I was in search of water.


They offered me some water. The guy started drinking like a pig and was dancing with the girl. I was watching them.He was a bit out of control and she was holding him.





At one point, she felt tired of dancing and holding him and she let him go and he fell on the ground. I grabbed him and made him sit at a distance. She thanked me for that.


When the party was over, the guy had more credits in his account. Since they were not refundable, he went back to the counter and had even more vodka. I helped him till his bike and she asked for my help for taking him to the hotel as she was afraid he might fall.


I went to her place and made him sleep. She thanked me and offered me a drink. I said I don’t drink. She asked me to give her a company as she was feeling bored. I took Pepsi.She had a shot of vodka. She was little drowsy. She came closer to me.





I held her hand, it was soft. She asked me to help her and take her to her room. I had her hand over my shoulder and her boobs touching me. I wanted to hold her and kiss her tight. After reaching her room door, she hugged me and said, “thank you”.


“You thanked me more than required”. She smiled and saw me in my eyes. She was very close to my face. Soon we ended up kissing each other. The touch of her lips made me hold her tighter. She shivered to the touch of my lip on her lip.


She smiled and saw me in my eyes. She was very close to my face. Soon we ended up kissing each other. The touch of her lips made me hold her tighter. She shivered to the touch of my lip on her lip.





She held my hair, rubbing it slowly. I held her hip and her back and was kissing her. She took me to her room. That guy was totally drunk. We moved him out of the bed and got him to the couch. She then sat on the bed. I went near her kissed her again on her eyes, then slowly came to her ears and licked her ear lobes.

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Then I went to her cheeks. They were super soft. I kissed her hard there and after that went to her neck and kissed her neck. She was moaning all the while like, aaahhh…. Mmmmaaa…. And holding me even more tightly.


I pulled her shirt up and her breasts covered by her bra were staring at me. I went to the top portion of her boobs and was kissing there very slowly. She kept her head back and was trying to hold her moans but was failing. Slight moans were coming out of her mouth as mmmm aaaa ssshhh….





I went to her back kissing and didn’t remove my lips off her body. I was kissing her all the while. I went to her back and was kissing her back.


Then I went near her bra hook and removed them with my teeth. She was pressing the pillow on her side and was saying, “you are an expert in making a girl hot” in a very feelable voice.


I came back, kissing her nipples one by one, and rolling my lips on them. She was pressing me hard towards her. I took her entire boob in my mouth and was chewing her nipple.





Then I went to her belly, kissed her there, removed the short skirt with my hands and in one go, I pulled her panty and skirt. She was stark naked now.


I went to her hips sucking and leaving love marks all over her body. I like it when a girl is totally aroused and makes such sexy sounds. That’s the reason I make them feel even more pleasured.


I kissed her hip and then kept her legs over my shoulder. I sat on my knees, started kissing her toes and took each in my mouth and sucked them.





I came down kissing her calf muscles, knees, thighs and reached her pussy. I blew some warm air over her pussy which was oozing wet juices. I kissed her pussy walls. She was shivering. I liked it and was pressing my head there.


I went to the other leg starting from the thigh back till the toe.


Suddenly I came to her pussy and started licking it. She didn’t even realize that I would reach her pussy in a second.She shivered and squirted on my face. I wiped it with the bedsheet.





She pulled me up and told me she wants to take my tool in her mouth. She was shocked looking at my tool. It was 6 inches long and 2 and a half inches wide.

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Her hand wasn’t enough to completely cover my dick. She was stroking the dick and pulling the foreskin back and forth. She kissed the cock tip and took all of it in her mouth.Even though she gagged, she didn’t take it out for 15 seconds and was shaking her head.


Then she took it out of her mouth and my dick was covered in her saliva. Again she took the tip of my cock, licked it and took the cock in her mouth and bobbed her head in and out. I was feeling like I would cum any time now.





My cock was vibrating and she noticed it and took her mouth out and said that she wanna see her boyfriend who is a pimp and a drunkard while getting fucked. I lied on the bed, she came on top of me, held my cock and pressed into her pussy slowly as it was a bit painful for her.


Within 5 minutes of 10 slow pushes, my dick vanished inside her cock. She was looking at her boyfriend and started stroking slowly. I was looking in her eyes and her dancing boobs. She increased her speed and started moaning loudly.


I was unable to control. I rolled her on the bed and started fucking her at jet speed. She cummed twice but I hadn’t finished yet. She said to hold on for a while and asked me whether we can have a break. But I didn’t listen to her words and kept fucking her.





When I was about to cum, I pulled my dick out and sprayed my semen on the bed. She said she had seen people getting done in 5-10 minutes but I was fucking her for half an hour and still managed not to cum. We slept hugging.


I woke up at 5 in the morning and saw her sleeping next to me. I slowly spread her legs and started licking her cunt putting my tongue deep in it. She woke up pressing my head. She was all wet. I got on top of her.


She asked me, “Can you fuck me while I face my boyfriend standing and on doggy style?”





I was more than happy for that. I made her face her boyfriend, held her hair from the back and her hip with other hand and started banging her. I didn’t stop for a long time and finally when I was about to finish, she held my cock from the back and stroked it. I came. Her pussy was filled with our juices. I kissed her pussy and made her sleep again.


She said she came twice and also counted the number of strokes it went in and out non-stop! She asked me how I did that? I said I read a lot of body control books and practice them. In the morning, her bf woke up and said thank you for dropping her safely and being there for them. I shook his hand and went to the festival.





As it was a four days festival, we had sex for 3 days. The last day her boyfriend had sex with her and she said she remembered me while he was fucking her or if not she wouldn’t have cummed. I took it as a compliment. I don’t want to reveal their names and I guess our readers are far intelligent enough to not get confused.


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Suja Varunee is an attractive 36-year-old mother of two. She's no supermodel, but she has the look of that good looking college teacher that most boys had a crush on during their college years.


She stands 5'6" with a slender 34-B-24-24 body. Brown hair, parted in the middle and hanging almost to her shoulders. 





Suja is a very conservative and modest woman. Her husband, Sundar, is the only man she had ever been with. They met in high college and Suja, holding on to her strict religious upbringing, kept her virginity until their wedding night.



They made a cute couple. Sundar was a good looking man, though a short one: barely taller than his wife. The two were active in their local church and Suja worked as a stay home mom.


Even her clothing was modest. Suja never dressed in anything revealing. Her B-cup breasts were always well covered and it was rare to see her in shorts or anything else that exposed too much flesh.


She was also on the naïve side. Her oldest child, a freshman in high college, often chided her mother for not thinking about what she said. Suja often said things without realizing that her words could sometimes be taken out of context, causing Suja's daughter some embarrassment at times. She had told her mom that some of her statements could be taken sexually. Suja had been embarrassed by this, but still never thought much about it.



Today Suja was home alone while her husband was at work and the kids at college. Her husband had arranged for some contractors to do some work around the house. They had begun the day before but had to finish the work today.


It was May and the weather was turning hot. Suja, as was her nature, felt a desire to offer the men something cool to drink and be of help in any other manner that she could.


She went outside, dressed in a pair of jeans and a tee-shirt, to offer the men cold water or anything else. Had her daughter been home Suja would have been warned of her absent minded wording. But she was alone and, true to form, said all the wrong things.


"Boy, Datha  you guys look hot." She said to the four men working outside.





She made some small talk, offered them drinks and then said, "If there is anything I can do for you guys just ask." She had told them. Followed with "I'm serious, just ask and I'll do whatever it takes to make you feel better today. But I have to insist on at least two of you at a time. I can't have just one of you with me."


Suja went inside thinking nothing of her conversation. She had simply offered refreshments, a cool place to rest and informed them that she couldn't be alone with only one of them so that the neighbor's wouldn't think anything funny was going on if they saw a lone man go inside with her.


To the four men working outside Suja's words had a completely different meaning.


Raj, the oldest of the men, watched Suja as she walked inside. He was six foot tall and muscular. Well tanned already from working outside. "Boys, I think she wants a gangbang."


"That is one horny housewife." Datha replied, shaking his prematurely balding head. Datha was slightly taller than Raj and more rugged looking.


Gani, the youngest at 19, wasn't so sure. "You Datha't really think she wants to have sex, do you?"


"Sure the fuck sounds like it to me." Antoine, the 21-year old tall, muscular black man with the clean shaved head and full beard added.



"Well we're almost finished here," Raj said. "And she has me too fucking turned on to ignore her. Let's finish and go inside and take her up on her offer."


The men busted ass to finish the job in the next half hour. Then went to the door and knocked.


Suja answered the door, finding the four sweaty men asking to come inside to cool off. She let them come inside and poured them all glasses of water.


The men drank the water in the kitchen, and then Raj said, "Are you serious about making us feel better?"


Suja smiled. "If I can I will."


"Well that pussy would sure make me feel better." He replied.


Suja's mouth dropped open. She didn't know how to respond to Raj's rude comment. Then she felt Datha's hands reach around her from behind to grope her tits.


"What do you think you're doing?" She blurted out as she pushed Datha's hands away.



"Come on, girl. You obviously want us to fuck you." Datha said, grabbing her and pulling her tight against him."


"No I Datha't!" She protested.


"You're not going to get us all hard and horny and back out of this now." Raj said. "Let's strip her."

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Suja screamed as the four men grabbed her and began forcibly removing her clothes. She wrestled against them, but soon found her body bare and pushed onto her back on the kitchen counter.


"Please stop!" She yelled as the men began groping her bare breast and fingering her pussy.





Suja was in a panic. She knew that she was at the mercy of these men and was fully aware of what they wanted. Suja would have to admit that she had fantasized about having sex with more than one man at a time. But she would have never willingly done so.


The men took turns stripping while the other three continued molesting the struggling housewife. Soon Suja saw all four of them naked around her. Each of the dicks hard in anticipation of being thrust into her body.


Suja could not help but to observe that all four men were more endowed than her husband.


Suja had no regrets with her husband's size. She knew that his five inches was just below the average, but he had always satisfied her with it. But all four of these men were larger. Two of them, Antoine and Raj, were both a good three or four inches larger.


"Suck my cock." Antoine said as he grabbed her head and pulled it back over the counter.





Suja resisted as the black piece of meat was thrust into her face. She did not want to do this but soon found her mouth open and lips wrapping around his pole.


Raj was pulling her legs apart on the other side of the counter and she could feel his long, thick cock pressing between her legs.


She tried to protest but could not make anything more than grunts as Antoine fucked her face.


She cried out in rage as Raj thrust his pole deep inside her pussy. She realized at once that he filled her more than her husband ever had.





Now Suja was being pounded by two strange men at the same time. She had gone the better part of a year before allowing her husband to get this far on their wedding night and now here she was trapped between two men who were forcing her to have sex in her own kitchen.


"Oh fuck." She heard Antoine say just before she felt her mouth filling with his cum. She was surprised with how quickly the black man had climaxed and was not expecting this. She gagged at first and began gulping down his warm salty seed, realizing that she had not permitted her husband to cum in her mouth for a few years now.


Antoine shoved his cock deep into her throat as he came, spewing his cum as Suja's mouth pleasured him.






He pulled out his spent cock and she raised her head and watched as Raj fucked her.


"Please stop." She pleaded.


But Raj did not listen. He held her legs apart and slammed his cock into her pussy ignoring her pleas.


Raj began panting and moaning. Suja felt his pace quicken and his thrust become harder and deeper and knew that he was about to cum inside her.


"No, pull out!" She yelled.


But Raj was not going to be denied his climax inside her tight pussy. He cried out in lustful joy as his orgasm began, sending his cum jetting into Suja's pussy as he pounded her without mercy.





As soon as Raj was finished Datha grabbed her and pulled her off the counter. He forced her to bend over the kitchen table and thrust his cock into her from behind. Suja's arms were held tightly in front of her as Datha fucked her.

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She no longer begged for them to stop. Once Raj had cum inside her she felt the will to resist begin to fade. But what she hadn't expected was the feeling that was now coming over her.


Datha's cock was actually bringing her pleasure!


Suja resisted the sensations growing inside her. She could not allow these men to make her enjoy this bang. She was being forced fucked by them and could not be made to enjoy it.


But as Datha came closer to his orgasm his fucking was doing the same to Suja.


"Oh God, no." She begged as she felt her body coming close to climax. Her legs shook beneath her as her orgasm began. Datha's cock took her over the edge. Her pussy gripped his shaft as her juices began to spill out onto his balls.





Datha groaned as his cock released his cum into Suja's pussy, mixing with her own juices as the two came together.


Datha pulled out of her and Gani took his place. The young man fucked Suja with jackhammer-like speed as she lay on the table. Her pussy was still sensitive from her orgasm with Datha and she could feel it responding again.


But before the feeling could grow any stronger she felt Gani blowing his load into her thrice-fucked pussy.


"On your hands and knees." She heard Antoine order. The black man helped her to the floor where she knelt as he got behind her. He thrust his cock inside her and she felt her body responding at once.


Suja wasn't sure what had come over her. But she decided that this was feeling too good to resist. And she justified it because it was being forced upon her. She could not be blamed for being bangd, so since she was guiltless why not just enjoy the fulfillment of a long held fantasy. One that would be kept a secret between her and her four attackers.





Suja reached up and grabbed Raj's cock and began stroking it. He moved before her so that she could begin sucking on his cock as Antoine fucked her.


Suja could not believe that she was actually enjoying this. She greedily sucked on Raj's cock as she fucked back against the black man behind her.


She began cumming almost immediately. She had to pull her mouth away from Raj's cock as her orgasm tore through her. It subsided but Antoine was still pounding her from behind. Finally he came inside her, but not before bringing her close to the verge of another climax.


"Fuck me." She said to Raj. Not wanting to be denied one more orgasm.


"I knew you wanted it." He said, quickly moving around her body and kneeling behind her, thrusting his cock into her sopping wet hole.


Datha took Raj's place at her face. Suja began sucking his cock. With her right hand she grabbed Gani's and began jacking him off. Soon she was taking turns sucking each of the men one at a time.



She pulled her head away from Gani as he was about to cum. She began sucking Datha's while she jacked Gani off all over the side of her face.


Raj was fucking her with all his might, enjoying the change that he saw taking place in the women kneeling before him. He watched as Datha's eyes rolled back in his head as he began cumming in Suja's mouth.


She gulped down his cum then pulled free, crying out her delight. "Oh yes, I'm cumming!" She yelled. "Fuck me harder!"


Raj was ready to cum too. Hearing Suja's cries of satisfaction made his orgasm even better as he unleashed his seed inside her.


Suja fell forward onto the floor as Raj pulled his cock out of her. She was covered in sweat and her body was shaking from the effects of her multiple orgasms and the realization of what had just happened.





As the men began dressing Suja slowly got to her feet. "Get the fuck out of here." She told them, trying to sound like she was mad. She was to a point, but she could not deny that she had been more satisfied in the past forty five minutes than she had even been.


She needed to clean up before her kids got home. She would never tell anyone what happened here today. But, even though she would never have Done this on her own, this would always be a fond memory for the pretty housewife. She even wondered if there was any other work that her husband could find for these men.





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The entire village was abuzz with the arrival of a new dame, married to the village chieftains son Prakash. Prakash was a young and dashing son of the most progressive village chieftain. Not only was he educated in the neighbouring town and had completed graduation but also married the lady of his choice which was approved by the chief, which in nearby villages was unheard of. The lady that Prakash had chosen to be his lawfully wedded wife, Aishwarya Rajesh, was studying in his college and belonged to an affluent family. She was drop dead dusky gorgeous. Though not very fair, she made up for it with her immaculate curves and well blessed assets. This is what was being discussed not only by the village rowdies but also by the belles seething with jealously.




Although it was a picture perfect match between families of the same class in terms of standard of living and affluence. There were some idealogical differences which had to be ironed out through compromises. The chieftain wanted Prakash and Aishwarya to reside in the village and look after the agri-based family business. However, the newly wedded couple wanted to stay in the town at least for the first few years. Much to the bride's chagrin, it was settled that they would settle in a village though in a separate smaller house.

Manoj was a 50yr old, potbellied dark and bald, potter and craftsman who used to stay next to the newly married couple. Though once a part of a flourishing family, Manoj was the sole custodian of dying art having been abandoned by his immediate family including his wife. Manoj spent his days practising his art and reminiscing the past days of glory. Though he was not a simpleton, he did not have any addictions and his carnal desires had dried up with his wealth and desertion of his family. However, the sight of his new neighbour had aroused something in Manoj that he could not correctly place in the spectrum of his feelings. But whatever it was, he felt happy to see her around.



After settling in her new humble residence, Aishwarya had commenced her domestic life and professional life by joining as a teacher in the neighbouring village's college. Though the rustic life was uninteresting, the predictability it offered was comforting. The entire day proceeded like clockwork - morning chores, the work, the evening cooking and the late night copulation. All of it had a set cadence had satiated Aishwarya and made her drop her guard unaware that her actions were being observed from a distance.

The harvest season was soon arriving with departing showers. The weather that day was an anti-climax for that time of the year. What usually is a bright sunny day turned in to a dull gloomy one. And fearing for the damage to the ripened crops all the men rushed to their farms to salvage whatever they could. By evening it started raining cats and dogs. A worried Aishwarya stayed back in college waiting for it to subside cursing herself for not carrying an umbrella. Around early evening she decided it wasn't going to stop raining and she might as well try her luck out there rather than waiting in the college. While she was about to step out, Prakash called her saying he will be spending the night on the farm with all the others. If there was anything that would have annoyed her, it was that. She stepped out into the rain and was drenched to the bone within few steps.



It was getting unusually dark for that time of the day! With the twilight just the horizon, Manoj was anxiously waiting for his daily dose of visual entitlement. He longed everyday to watch Aishwarya walk across his house towards her. The way her hips swayed with each step made those long forgotten emotions stir. Today was not different. The patter of rain was fuelling his anxiety. The darkness was engulfing the sky with each passing moment and with that his hope of watching her pass by was also diminishing. He convinced himself that she might spend the night with her in-laws and that he will have to wait another day, but somehow his heart wasn't convinced. Every few seconds his eyes would dart back to the lane that she traversed daily. Finally after a long wait he could finally see a faint hint of her. And it did not disappoint him for even a second. It wasn't the daily graceful sway, but a rushed walk. But somehow this looked more appealing than anything he had seen before. Aishwarya was drenched from top to toe. Her saree clinging tightly to her body accentuate her curves. He did not know if he actually saw it or his mind was imagining the raindrops rolling over her waist and neck. He could see every curve of hers and it was just the way he had imagined it. He was grappling all that he could with his eyes.



Aishwarya was cursing her luck with every step and her temper at this point knew no bounds. Her trip back home was not uneventful. After much effort, a rickshawala traveling with his family finally chose to give her a lift till the entrance of the village on the main road. Once she was uncomfortable inside the already cramped up rickshaw, she could not help but notice that the driver was ogling at her, which even the driver's wife noticed and Aishwarya was unceremoniously asked to get down by her within a few minutes. The remaining part of the journey was spent walking in heel deep mud. She didn't even realise when her chapals came apart. Now her only fear was getting hurt.

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As she neared her house she saw the ugly old fart standing in the veranda of his house and staring at her unabashedly. She had seen her ogling at her many times lustily and noticed him hanging around the compound of their house trying catch a glimpse of her. But she had let it all go unnoticed owing to his old age. However, her foul mood made this blatant staring intolerable and she stared back at him angrily spitting venom. Somewhere during this stare, she tripped and fell in the mud. Though the fall was hard, the soft ground ensured that she wasn't injured.

But before she could gauge the situation and come to her senses, a pair of hands grabbed her by the shoulder and lifted her up.

She didn't know what snapped in her, but as soon as she was up on her feet, she wheeled around and gave on tight slap to Manoj. Then without looking back she rushed to her house.



He had all the right intentions of helping a lady in distress, but it had all turned upside down. Instead of gratitude he had received a dose of humiliation. The slap on his cheek had cut-in deep and hurt him deep down. He looked around to see if anyone else had seen what had just transpired but the darkness had befallen had made it difficult to decipher. He saw her rush towards her house within a flash. But that was the last thing on his mind. An usually quiet and happy go lucky guy was seething with anger. The blood rushed to his brain leaving little room for rational thinking and he dragged himself towards her house with bloodshot eyes, tightened mouth and clenched fists. He pushed the door open and walked in.

In her rush to avoid confrontation and not creating a ruckus, Aishwarya rushed in without bothering to latch the door of her house. She straight away rushed to her bedroom to get rid off her soiled clothes and prevent herself from soiling the floor. There was no electricity, so she quickly switched on the emergency light in the room and began undressing. As she removed her pallu and turned around to see herself in the mirror, she got a rude shock. Instead of sharing at her own reflection, she was looking in the eyes of a monster. That pot bellied, dark skinned, bald individual with thick skin was familiar but this moment the blood shot eyes betrayed every bit of familiarity. Within a fraction of a second his hand was around her neck trying to squeeze the life out of her.



At that moment all Manoj wanted was revenge for the slap. But the feel of her soft skin in his roungh palms, the terrified look in her eyes, the way the droplets trickled down her face, her neck and her heaving chest. And lastly her sight of her bosom in her blouse melted his heart. He loosened his grip slowly and moved his thumb slowly up her neck wiping the glistening drops of water and sweat. Aishwarya had closed her eyes by now. Eventually he moved his thumb across her luscious lips slowly relishing the feel of it. His loins started stirring. Slowly Aishwarya opened her eyes and they looked in each others eyes. That's when reality hit him like a rock. His stomach lurched. He was in the house of chieftain's son alone with his wife in what may seem like a compromising position. It was her word against his. He realised the consequences of this will never end in his favour so without much ado he ran out of the house.

His departure left Aishwarya confused. She wanted this to end but did want him to go. Maybe it was the guilt. But why did her guilt arouse her. She saw herself in the mirror and kept staring at the way she looked. The long hooked nose. The heaving well endowed breasts in the drenched blouse accentuating her bra. The visible cleavage. The hourglass waist which was glistening in the dim light. The deep set navel. Even the shadow cast by her looked appealing. At that moment she had clarity which made her take the next step. She knew exactly what she wanted. She wrapped her pallu and walked out of her house towards Manoj's.



As soon as she reached there she noticed that the door was ajar and Manoj was standing in the centre if the candle lit room facing the door. She confidently walked in the room. Her heart was beating fast and there butterflies in her stomach were wreaking havoc of anxiety but she still portrayed to keep her calm. She locked the door behind her and walked straight upto him all the while staring in his eyes. The water dripping from both their bodies soiling the floor. He suddenly went down on his knees not even looking in her eyes and asking for forgiveness. She had him where she wanted. The heat emanating from her did betray any emotion though. She started pulling up her saree exposing her feet with anklets in them. Then her perfectly curved calves and lastly the well toned thighs. All the while, Manoj was staring at the floor with his eyes closed and begging for forgiveness.

Aishwarya bunched up her saree near her waist and held it in one hand and with the other she grabbed his bald head and pulled him closer towards his pussy. Instinctively he smelled the scent emanating for it and kissed it lightly over her wet panty. He moved his fat rough palms on her ass and gently squeezed them. Then he put his fingers in the waistband of her panty and slowly pulled it down. All this while he was planting soft kisses on her panty. Aishwarya was relishing the feel of opposite gender's skin on hers.



Finally when Manoj kissed her bare hairy pussy with his thick lips, she let out a huge sigh. She put her head back and started enjoying the way Manoj was kissing her pussy. She opened her legs wider and let him in. He was doing magic with his tongue and lips rolling it across the length of the pussy. Within minutes Aishwarya was seething with pleasure and moaning away to glory though Manoj had not ever inserted his tongue. Maybe it was the weather and erotic nature of their recently established relationship but those ripples of orgasm shook Aishwarya to the core.



Once the orgasm subsided she pushed him aside and started walking towards the inner room taking of her clothes one by one.

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Manoj was dumbfounded to watch her walk inside while stripping. First the blouse and bra came off followed by her saree. By the time he could see her completely naked from behind she was already in the dark room. He grabbed the candle and followed her in. When he saw her next she was basking in her naked glory in the dimly lit room. Manoj place the candle and took off his clothes. The contrast in their naked bodies would have been visible even to a blind person. There was Aishwarya - hour glass figure and perfectly shaped ripe breasts with brown nipples. Then there was Manoj- stout, dark ugly. The exact opposite of Aishwarya.



Aishwarya held the base if his mid-sized cock and pulled him closer towards her, while she her self was lying down on the floor. He was on top of her, with his thick frame leaning on her delicate one and his dick being guided to her moist pussy. As soon as the tip of his cock touched the entrance of her cunt, Manoj winced. She held him closer in an embrace and planted her lips on his and then moved her hands over his back towards his hips gently nudging him to push. Manoj responded by kissing her back and pushing his cock in. He could feel his foreskin role back as his dark cock was being engulfed in the folds of her pussy. The juices from both their bodies were covering their inner thighs. The peculiar smell of juices, bodies and sex was thick in the room. Aishwarya gasped as the entire length of the cock entered her.



Manoj could feel the velvety folds of her young tight pussy on his cock. He started pounding her gradually increasing his pace. With each stroke of his he could see her taut flesh ripple and her tits bounce. He went down on her boobs and sucked them while pounding her.

The feel of his dick was heavenly. The discomfort initially caused by his belly had vanished. She was lost in the pleasure of each stroke. Moaning her heart out. Her moans were somehow drowned in the thunder and rain. The way he sucked her nipples made her cringe with ecstasy. She could feel her orgasm building up. Soon Manoj arched his back, squeezed his ass and shoved his dick in harder and deeper. With a loud moan and some swear words he pumped his seed in her fertile pussy. She could feel the tension building in his cock as it twitched. As soon as his cum touched her pussy she came with loud guttural moan arching her back against the floor and tears of pleasure in her eyes.



Soon both of them recovered from their orgasms and lay next to each other panting and their combined juices stuck to their genitals thinking about the future of this relationship.

After her breathing had normalised, she caught hold of her senses and sat up. That is when the enormity of the situation hit her. She was sitting in a dark room of an old man's house, stark naked with only her ornaments on her - the mangalsutra, the toe rings and the green bangles - all of which implied that she was married and could have a conjugal relationship with only her husband and no one else. However, in the past few hours she had violated every moral code that she had held in her lifetime. She had not only enjoyed every bit of it but there wasn't an iota of regret creeping in. She sat there covered in mixture of their sweat which was drying up now with her hair disheveled. The room smelled of their concluded copulation.



She looked around to gauge the situation. In the faint candlelight, she saw the ugly old man who had satisfied her with his moderate tool. He lay there spread eagled with his bald head glistening in sweat in the dim light, eyes shut and his paunch heaving after the exhausting act. His limp tool lay there exhausted as well. Prakash was well endowed as compared to Manoj and well built as well. However the vulgarity of this, yes the vulgarity of this was the biggest ace in this act. His ugliness was a befitting contrast to her beauty which had led to this vulgarity. For a moment she wanted to grab his tool and ride him but then the rationality took over the reins from the animal inside. She hesitantly got up and started collecting her things convincing herself that this is not her and that tomorrow everything shall be different. She discreetly dressed herself and tip toed out of the house. She stealthily moved towards her house trying to avoid any prying eyes. Thankfully no one noticed her and she entered house to wash and tidy herself up.



The fact that Prakash had to leave his lovely wife all alone in such a weather was eating him from within. Lately, they had been disagreeing a lot and he did not like it one bit. He wished every thing will settle between them and he wanted to make sure of that. However, nature had planned something else for him. After whiling away some time with his flunkies in the farmland, as soon as he realised that the rain was subsiding, he made a dash towards his bike to head home. Behind him he could hear his buddies making cat calls and calling him a wuss for rushing towards his wife at the drop of a hat. But he really did not care. He just wanted to head home and mend ways with her once and for all.

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Half way home, the rain gods unleashed their fury again and this time he was drenched to the bone. The chilly air and the rain made him shiver as he raced his bike through the hinterlands. He somehow managed to dodge the potholes and muddy streams and reach home safe and sound. He parked his bike and stood there in the rains contemplating what will he say to her.

She heard his bike and her heart skipped a beat. She froze in her place taking stock of her emotions and most importantly her physical state. Was she appropriately dressed? She quickly tidied herself up. She thought she had time till morning to fathom her act and come to terms with it. However, Prakash's arrival had spin her world for the moment. She had a deadpanned expression on her face but her mind was working in a fury. She hurried out, to the entrance of the house and stood there frozen in her tracks and her thought, again contemplating what to do with her contradicting frame of mind. She did not know how to react when he will walk in.



She loved him a lot but she could not back track on the path she had treaded. The vulgarity of her act had kindled a fire that had engulfed her old self and bent her morality beyond repair. At that point of time, she had no more control on her emotions or thoughts when she saw him at the door looking at her with his bloodshot eyes. He was drenched to the bones and his silhouette looked scary yet homely. He was looking at her from top to bottom and was about to ask her about her soiled clothes when she ran towards him pasted her lips on his before he could react.

He was pleased to see her after the torturous journey back home. But when he laid his eyes on her, he was surprised to see that her clothes were soiled. He was about to ask her about the reason behind her current state when she came rushing towards him and grabbed his face to plant her lips on his. He was completely taken aback for a moment. But the intensity of her kiss made him forget all of it. It was like she was pouring all her emotions that she wanted to convey and all her words that she wanted to say.



Keeping his doubts at ease he picked her up walked inside, their lips still locked with all the fervour both of them could muster.

On their way inside both of them discarded their wet and soiled clothes and hungrily kissed each other. There was an animalistic manner in which they felt each other up. Groping and scratching each other like wild beasts caught in heat. Without a doubt, this was the most passionate foreplay either of them were experiencing and there was no end to their passion that had ignited tonight. Neither knew how where they had felt each other up or how dishelveled they looked.



Before Prakash could realize, Aishwarya had pushed him on the floor and was sitting on his crotch with her legs on either side of his thighs. She looked dead in his eyes and grabbed his tool and put it on her entrance. She slowly lowered herself on him wincing with every centimetre it explored her depths. He cringed in pleasure as he entered. It is not that they had not done this before. Both of them were very enterprising in bed. But today she looked and felt different and he was not going to be the one complaining. She slowly started rocking with his tool in her giving and gaining pleasure.



Around midnight, he woke up with a start only to realise that he was alone and naked. He started questioning his memory. Was this all a dream? Was she really here? Did they really copulate? For a simpleton, these questions put his mind in a frenzy. All he could think of was the past few hours. The images that were flashing through his eyes were that of his huge frame atop her sleek ones. The contrast in their skin tones amongst other things. The way her body moved rhythmically to each stroke of his. The way her face contorted in pleasure. The way her back arched against the ground and into his body when she came. The tears rolling down the side of her face in immense pleasure. But most importantly it was her guttural moan that was ringing in his ears incessantly.

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Manoj tried hard for a few minutes but couldn't get this image out if his mind. He had lived his life's dream that night and like whiff of smoke it had vanished. She had left him satisfied for the night but in a lurch for life. These memories would torment him like a night mare if he didn't put things in order both inside and outside. He had to shed this image of simpleton that was built around last few decades and let his inner instincts take control. He wanted to establish a conjugal relationship with her. And he knew for the fact that it had to happen now because tomorrow it will be too late and she shall have the opportunity to back out considering her conscience was in play. If he had to get a buy in from her on this relationship it was to be now while she was still reeling from the throes of their passionate love making. He hurriedly put on his soiled and wet clothes and started moving towards her house.

It was the middle of the night and the rains had resumed its ferocity. Even if he had not moved as stealthily as he was, no one would have noticed him. Though a risky move of visiting her house this late especially after what had conspired, the nature had provided him with a good cover. He discretely tip toed near her house and started looking for an opening to sneak in or at-least peek inside. Alas near the back side of the house which opened up in to wilderness, he found an open window. He moved towards it. With each step his heartbeat was quickening in pace and he could feel his cheeks flushed to see her again that night.

But when he came upto the window, he saw something he was unprepared for - the reality of how things are and how they will be.

In the dimly lit room, he saw her in all her naked glory. The scene was was mesmerising. Her husband, Prakash, was lying on the floor buck naked and she had mounted him with her thighs on either side of his waist. She was sitting on her haunches with her hands placed on his chest and her hour glass frame gyrating in circular and up-down motion against his groin. The long strokes her body was making clearly indicated the length of his shaft.



Manoj could make out the contours if their glistening bodies. But was it the rain or the sweat he did not know, nor could he care less. All he could focus on was how their bodies moved in tandem and how Aishwarya winced biting her lower lip and gasping or moaning every time she pushed his tool in. Her thick black long curly hair were dishevelled and a mess and were rolling down on both her shoulders. Her mangalsutra was dangling slightly away from her chest at an angle. Her green bangles clinking with each stroke. The chill in the weather had perked up her dark brown nipples. The sindoor she had on her forehead was smudged.

He couldn't make out if it was him or was their love-making actually so slow with each one of them relishing every inch of penetration. Meanwhile, Prakash's hands were roaming all over her taut figure. The same figure which he had mauled under his enormous frame a few hours ago. He could see Prakash grope and pinch her perked up tits, grunting intermittently out pure passion and pleasure. A pang of jealousy and reality hit him. She could never be his but what he had had with her some time ago can never be undone.



He never knew when and how he had fished out his own tool and had started stroking it when his eyes met hers. She flinched for a second but then she said something that surprised him.

She noticed some movement near the window right in front of her. Within the room and outside as well, it was so dark that it was difficult to make out. But those eyes that she had so intently looked at sometime ago were unmistakable. It had to be Manoj. She told Prakash to close his eyes while until both of them had climaxed. She was loud enough for Manoj to hear it.

Then she looked directly in Manoj's eyes wincing with the pleasure that she was getting by riding Prakash and letting Manoj see it. She bit her lower lip and grunted, "Ahhhhh"



She started addressing Manoj by looking at him and closing Prakash's eyes with her had. Her other hand was feeling up her own bosom.

Aishwarya: You enjoy this don't you? Me being ravaged like this.

Prakash: Yes!

Manoj nodded discreetly, with his tool in his hand now being jerked violently.

Aishwarya: You like this don't you?

She held her tit and pointed it at Manoj.

She then blew a kiss towards Manoj.



Aishwarya: Fucking bastard!! Fuck me hard!!

Prakash grabbed her by the waist and started matching her gyrations and pounding her faster. Somehow tonight was not about pleasuring each other the way they usually made love, but about deriving carnal pleasure from each other.

The grunts, groans and moans became louder and Aishwarya's cuss words became brasher. All societal shackles surrounding a village belle were being broken.

The profanity of the situation followed by her gyrations and expletives was too much for all of them to handle and all three of them climaxed together, with Aishwarya collapsing on her husband while watching lover walk away.



THE-END

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Myself Tara Sutaria, I'm an engineering student. My family is very conservative one, talking with guy is a big deal for me, friendship and dates are just from the moon. After higher secondary I pursued for BE and was selected. I moved to another city in a hostel and started to study over here. As the city was new, I was free from boundaries. Free to go anywhere, free to meet anyone, free to talk with anyone. I had a childhood friend who was now living in the same city in which I was doing engineering. I searched his number from friends and finally got it. I called him and he responded warmly. He came to see me and I was glad to meet him. I wasn't having any physical attachment towards him, and he was just like a friend to me, my only friend at that time. We started to meet often around college. His name is Saurabh and my parents won't appreciate me seeing him at all.





People say that his family doesn't hold a good reputation in the society, but as long as he was good with me, I didn't care. Let me tell you about myself now, I'm 5 feet 5 inches, very slim, my friends call me deer legs, 26 waists, 34 butts, slim arms and slim legs. Even my thighs and legs seem to be the same wide. Just uniquely my boobs are bigger in comparison to my body, with a size of 32. I'm considered an desirable girl in college. My seniors and classmates keep on trying on me but I don't pay head to it. Saurabh suggested to me that meeting him quite often wasn't a good thing for me. He suggested joining me on WhatsApp and we can talk over there. I became dull and showed him my non android phone.


He smiled mildly and didn't say anything. My parents won't let me have an android phone. A week later, he asked me whether I would appreciate it if he could arrange a phone for me. I asked him about it as he wasn't an earning fellow. He said that he'll borrow an amount from his friends and will return him in installments. I strictly rejected it but he kept on giving me emotional dialogues and finally I agreed. On designated day we moved to the market with no money in hand. We went to the shop, selected a set, asked the price and then he called his friend. His friend whose name was Vishal reached the shop in 15 minutes.


He was driving an avenger bike, was in Bermuda and Tees, was looking like some local rowdy and hadn't shaved for days. He pulled cash from his pocket and passed it to Saurabh. He said 3 months only and Saurabh nodded his head. He was looking at me all the time and sexual desire was visible in his eyes. I didn't like his vision but I stayed silent. After he left we bought the set and came back happily. I did ask Saurabh how much he borrowed on which he told me 15 thousand.





I activated the internet the next day and we started to chat. We chatted a lot, every second we got, we chatted. Sometimes he flirted too but not a vulgar one. He was like a habit to me so even if he went vulgar, up to some extent, I wouldn't have objected. One day suddenly his conversation went dull. He was talking but the enthusiasm was missing. I asked him several times but he didn't reply properly. Finally, I asked him to meet me. He avoided me but finally I managed to meet him. He was all pale, unshaved and was looking like a patient. I forced him too much to utter and finally he spoke.


He told me that the money he borrowed for me, currently he wasn't able to return back to Vishal. And Vishal was harassing him, and wasn't in the mood to give him a little more time. Just then Vishal called and he put his cell on speaker mode. I heard those types of threats and abuse which I hadn't heard in movies too. Finally, he dropped the call with warning to pay him back in two days. I came back to the hostel but couldn't sleep. He was in a mess just because of my android phone and I was considering myself equally responsible for his condition. Two day later I gave him a call from college and asked him whether he managed to get funds. He denied and said he's ready to face the consequences. I was so sorry for him, but practically I wasn't able to do anything.


But I was feeling full guilt in my heart. After college I came to hostel and then went to have a walk in the evening. I was very much tense and might start to weep anytime. That's why I went for a walk. While walking I saw Vishal. He was heading towards somewhere in another luxury bike. I raised my hand towards him to stop. He stopped just beside me and I started to beg him to give him some time. Few people started to look towards us and both of us were feeling embarrassed. I immediately realised my mistake and he looked at me angrily.





He said to sit on the bike and without wasting a second I climbed on his bike. He headed towards some den of his. After climbing his bike, I was sure that I made a wrong move but wasn't able to tell him to stop the bike. We moved a few kilometres and he stopped in front of a shady isolated building. He parked his bike and asked me to come inside. Hesitantly I went inside with him. The place was all messed up, bottles of beer and packets of cigarettes were thrown everywhere. He pulled a table and then two chairs and asked me to sit. While I sat in front of him he called someone. A guy about 18 years old came and he ordered him tea. I was about to say when he said that we should have tea first.


I nodded my head and he lit a cigarette. I was sitting with eyes looking towards the floor. Accidently I looked at him and found him staring at me, from head to toe. I immediately realised what I was wearing. I was wearing a fitted crop top , my navel was open to display. Along with that I was wearing a Capri below. I was feeling so awkward but I wasn't able to look towards him. Tea arrived and we both had it silently. After the tea he asked me to speak. I had prepared my speech in the meanwhile so I started to speak like a speech. He listened to me calmly and then said, "If he's not able to pay, and if he borrowed for you, ask your parents to give it to you then."





I panicked immediately; my parents would have chopped me in pieces if I had asked for it. Android set was a crime for me for my family, and Saurabh was like a murder crime for my family. I instantly said that my family will kill me if they know about it. He halted for a while and said then he can't do anything. He also said that Saurabh had taken the money and I shouldn't get involved in between. I said that it was because of me that's why I was being requested. I asked him just 3 more months and said that I was sure he could pay him in that period.


He didn't reply for the whole 5 minutes. I was all tense and then suddenly he came closer to me. He reached his hand to the bottom of my crop top and pulled it upwards. While he was pulling my top up he asked, "Do you wear a bra or not?" I froze and he managed to pull my top up and expose my bra covered boobs. He looked at them for a while and said, "Not bad." I immediately came back to sense and pushed my top back to position. I immediately howled at him, "I cannot do this for money, I'm not that type of girl." He looked at me and said, "OK! Leave now; I'll recover my money from him today, even if I had to break his bones." Instantly he emerged in front of my eyes.





Broken bones, his family will become aware of it, they will pass that information to my family, I'll be beaten badly, studies will be kept on hold, grounded in my house, treated badly every day, until I will be married to some old man or divorcee as every bad character girl in our city had gone to same fate. I immediately shook in horror. I think he smelled my fear and he advanced his hand back on my top bottom and raised it again. Even though I wasn't a bad character, I knew what my family will have assumed. I knew I was stuck in a heavy messy situation and Vishal had already sensed it. While I was thinking about my situation he managed to open the hooks of my strapless bra.

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My bra fell on the ground when I realised it, and caught his hand while he was about to grab my boobs. He looked at me with a question and I said, "If I do this the amount will settle." I even forgot that I was a virgin, with no affair in the past, came from a reputed family and this guy was not even stranger but also was blackmailing me. He picked my bra and gave it to me. He said, "What's your name?" I replied to my name. He said, "Tara Sutaria! I know your condition, your fear; I know you're on the terrible side. And I can even blackmail you and you'll do everything I say. I won't forget the money. I will give just 15 days' time only."





I looked at him with awe and he continued, "If he isn't able to arrange money in 15 days, without reminder on 16th day, just come to this place, and I'll extend the time for 15 more days." I was abusing him in my heart, I am ready to give him my virginity and he wanted to use me furthermore. He was just a lewd fellow and I understood that it wasn't worthy begging him up. He again advanced his hand towards my boobs and I caught his hands again. He looked at me again and waited. I thought of all possible options and after thinking for the whole 3 minutes, my grips on his hand loosen up and I left his hands. Till then I was just sitting topless in front of him with my crop top around my neck and bra on the table.


He pulled my top and got it out. He kept them on the table and started to stare at my boobs. I was so embarrassed that I closed my eyes immediately. After a minute or two, I opened my eyes when he grabbed my both boobs in his both hands and started to mistreat them. He was rough and he said, "No one can imagine that a slim girl like you could have such terrific boobs." He asked, "I bet, one time with me and you'll not be able to walk for days. I think you must be having a very tight and shut opening." I didn't understand what he said, but soon realised as he made me stand.





He opened the button of Capri and started to pull it out. Within a minute it was near my toes and he pulled it out. I was all naked in front of him and he looked at my pussy. It was clean shaved so he asked how my boyfriends I was having. I shyly said none, so he asked then why I kept my pussy bald. I uttered because it's unhygienic to keep hairs. He asked, "How many guys have done this before?" I uttered none. He whistled and said wow. He pulled a mattress and spread it on the floor. He pushed me on the mattress and I just fell flat on it.



He opened his clothes and as soon as he was nude, I imagined a Lion going to fuck a lamb. When I saw his dick it was too big also and certainly not fit for my size. He jumped on me and grabbed me tightly. He started to rub his unshaved beard line on my boobs, check and belly. Then he kissed me with a full mouth. When he was done he started to suck my nipples. Though unwillingly, he was making me wet now. He kept on kissing and licking everywhere and finally spread my legs for final assault. I instantly shivered in terror. He placed his dick on my pussy lips, grabbed me tightly and gave a big hit. Straight away his dick slipped inside my pussy, breaking the hymen along. I screamed in pain and started to sob with hiccups.





The guy who dropped the tea came inside running. He saw us and said, "Vishal brother, lucky to have a fresh piece." He said to me, "Why did you get fucked here, you should have told me, I will have taken you to a brothel. For a virgin piece guys are ready to pay 100000 too." He was offering me prostitution and I should have scolded him for that, but the amount of pain in my pussy was making me difficult to concentrate anywhere. Vishal wasn't hitting me at all; he just kept his dick inside and was sucking my nipples. After 5 minutes, he raised his head up and slapped me hard. He said, "How much you'll shout, normally girls stop screaming in 2 minutes and you are roaring in my ears for 5 minutes." I said, "You are heavy for me, I'm not physically grown also, I have a very slim body."

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He slapped me again and said, "Didn't my dick go inside? It did, so you're old enough to get fucked and adjust with me." He started to give slow thumps, and started to gain speed. I wasn't comfortable at all. But I didn't say anything in fear of getting slapped again. He soon captured speed and I was feeling a lot relaxed now. Pain was less but I wasn't enjoying it at all. Within a few more minutes he flooded inside my pussy. I panicked, "I'll get pregnant." He said, "Eat pills, don't you watch TV." I didn't say anything. He pulled his dick out and stood up. I felt like a bulldozer had just lifted up from me.





I sat up and looked at my pussy; the mattress was all soaked with blood. I tried to get up but couldn't. He shouted at that guy, he came inside with a wet towel, cleaned my pussy and gave support to me to stand. I pulled my clothes and started to wear them, starting with a bra. The tea guy was just squeezing my butts with his hands. Vishal just laughed at him, "You haven't reached that age." He looked at Vishal and said, "Keep her in your control; till I am able to fuck her, I will surely like my opening ceremony with her." Vishal laughed loudly and said, "Even if she will not be in my control, you can go to her house and do your opening ceremony with her." Both laughed together and I managed to pull my Capri up. I asked Vishal to drop me to my hostel. Vishal pulled his cell and called Saurabh. He said to me, "Should I tell him, what sacrifices you did for him?"





I immediately said not to tell him. He talked with him and told him that generously he wanted to give him 15 more days. Saurabh thanked him 100 times and then disconnected the call. He asked the Tea Guy to take Luna and drop me to the hostel. I came out with him and we reached Luna in the shed. When we were in the shed that guy said, "Madam at least lift your top and bra and let me suck your nipples." I said, "Shut up." He said, "OK! Go yourself." I went back inside and told Vishal about it. Vishal said that he was harmless and it's just an innocent wish. I came outside and I looked at him angrily. Then I slowly lifted my top along with my bra. He grabbed my nipples and sucked them for two minutes, one minute each and then started the Luna. I adjusted my clothes and climbed behind.


In the way I gave him 100 bugs and asked him to get a pill for me. He stopped at a medical store and brought the pill. I opened the tablet and gulped it immediately. He laughed and said, "You won't get pregnant that fast, you can eat that in 24 hours also." I didn't say anything and we moved on the road again. He dropped me off at the hostel in a few minutes. Saurabh called me and told me about it, he was so much relaxed and was thanking Vishal. Only I knew what I had gone through for this. I got a fever at night, my roommates cared for me well. In three days the fever was gone. Then I started to force Saurabh to arrange money as soon as possible. He was trying hard I know but he failed in 15 days.





I was hell horrified but I knew my situation. Without reminder I took an auto and reached Vishal place around 5pm after college. He was sitting with another guy on the mattress. As soon as he saw me he said, "I was waiting for you only, get rid of your clothes and come to the mattress." I looked at his friend and he said, "Today he will also join us." I howled, "I'm not a prostitute, I can go and do prostitution and can earn more that I owe you." He looked relaxed and told me a few red lights. I was so annoyed that I immediately rushed out and went to the told place. I stood near the road and was observing the events there. I observed how girls stood there and how girls were being picked up. Finally, I thought of trying it myself.



I stood beside a pole, but as soon as a car slowed down, I panicked. I started to walk when someone shouted with my name. I panicked immediately and looked back. I found a known face; he was living in my city and stayed near the tuition classes I went to, while I was in higher secondary. He instructed me that it wasn't a good place and I told him that I was just passing by. He offered lift and I declined. He smiled and went a little forwards and picked someone else and moved on. I straight away understood how risky this job was for me. I could get in touch with any guy from my college or even from my city. And then I will be in mess in both my college or maybe in my city too.





I dropped this act and called Vishal. I told him I'll visit him tomorrow. He didn't say anything and asked to visit at 4 instead of 5. I got myself ready on the next day around 3:30 pm. I came out of the hostel and headed to his place with an auto. I reached there exactly at 4 pm. With a throbbing heart, I entered the place, moved from the boundary to the door, then door towards the room inside. I didn't knock on the door and went straight to his room. He was sitting on the mattress, smoking and talking with two more guys. He looked at me and smiled gently, I couldn't smile back. He said, "Get rid of your clothes and get on your fours on the mattress." I looked at his friends for a second but didn't say anything. I just started to get rid of my clothes. His both friends were getting sensation on each clothes being shredded. They weren't looking at me, instead were staring at me.





I got on the mattress and got on my fours, though I was there by force yet I was wet between my thighs. I was sure that my pussy was going to be used and though I wasn't interested in them, yet my pussy started to become wet. My face was towards the wall so I wasn't looking towards them. About a minute later, someone touched my butts and spread my legs. Within the next moment I felt his dick penetrate into my pussy, it was thick and my pussy was almost virgin and had been fucked only once. But it wasn't hard for him to penetrate now and my pussy swallowed it all. But still my pussy was facing too much resistance on its walls. He kept his weight on my back, grabbed my boobs and started to thump me up. I started to weep; I was getting hurt, both by the dick and his manhandling my boobs.

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I was trying to suppress my weeps but he was very much merciless, and was treating me like a professional prostitute. He kept on hitting me for a long time and then flooded inside me and moved. As soon as he was gone another one replaced him. Minute by minute my disaster was getting bigger. My pussy was on fire, burning by continuous rubbing, but none of them cared. I knew there was no way out at all, and complaining won't do any betterment. The second guy took his sufficient time before flooding me inside. He commented, "Tight Boss, Very Tight." As soon as he was out, the last one who was expected to be Vishal himself replaced him. He identically performed the same fucking scene and flooded me inside.






As he was done, he asked me to go to the bathroom and clean my pussy. I went to the bathroom, cleaned my pussy and returned back. He pulled me by my arms and made me sit between his legs, with my back facing his chest. He kept his chin on my right shoulder, forwarded his hands on my chest, grabbed my boobs and started to squeeze them gently. He was kissing between my earlobes and neck in between. I wasn't looking at them who were surely enjoying my body with their eyes. They were talking over a few topics which I wasn't aware of at all. Suddenly from nowhere one of them asked, "What about her asshole, can we fuck her asshole too." I immediately looked at him in shock and anger. He smiled on my face and Vishal replied, "Yes of course, why not, let's try it just now." I was pushed on my fours and I panicked. I begged Vishal not to, he slapped me hard. He said, "You aren't in position to negotiate." Immediately I found someone's dick trying to penetrate in my asshole.





I got a tiny asshole and it was tough to get inside it. Yet the guy managed to get inside a few inches. I was in a disaster, trying to suppress my screams but within 2 minutes it was hard to suppress anymore, I started to scream and cry. I was begging them not to do, but second by second the dick was making his way inside my ass. In the next 5 minutes he was completely inside. He squeezed my boobs hard and said in my ears, "I'm in completely, relax now." It was so easy for him to say to relax; I only knew what was going on inside my ass. Within a minute gap he started to thump my ass. But every stroke was unbearable. I tried to set free but he was holding me tightly. I was yelling when another one pushed his pick in my mouth. He said, "Suck and concentrate here." Having no choice started to suck his dick and yes it eased a little. They started to assault me both ways and started to comment on how good a prostitute I could be. They drilled me both ways and after 15 minutes exploded at a time.





As soon as they withdrew I crawled to the end of the mattress and spitted out things inside my mouth. I was immediately pulled back and Vishal penetrated my ass immediately. I couldn't say he went easily and I wasn't feeling pain but yes he didn't take that much time. Without wasting time, he started to thump me and utilize every moment of it. I was still in very much disaster but didn't utter anything. It took him 20 minutes to flood me inside and step aside. I went to the bathroom and came back after clearing myself. He was on call with Saurabh, he was telling him how generous he was and was providing him 15 more days. I picked my clothes and got dressed. No one objected and I just came out of the house. It was already around 6 pm so I took an auto to get back to the hostel. As the last time I caught fever again, and it took me another 3 days to recover.

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When I recovered I called Saurabh, I barked at him that when the hell he'll return the money. He barked back, when Vishal is so generous then why I was so much concerned about it. I couldn't explain to him the reason and so he hung the call. Only I knew the cost, I was being paid for his negligence. On the next 16th day I gathered my courage and moved to Vishal place. As soon as I got inside I immediately realised what misery will be today. Vishal was sitting on the mattress on the floor. Three chairs were kept in a round and were occupied by three fellows. As soon as I got inside, they started to scan me from top to bottom. Vishal asked me to move to the kitchen. I moved in the kitchen and found a note on the kitchen platform. It said to get naked and bring three glasses of water.





It also said that whatever happens the glass shouldn't fall and neither the water. I gathered my courage and disrobed. I became bare and filled three glasses of water, placed them on a tray and moved to the hall. As soon as I moved inside the hall one of them pulled his chair aside. He motioned his hands to give water to the rest two fellows. I stepped towards them, bowed a little down and offered the water to them. Instead of picking the water glass, both of them grabbed my boobs, one boob each. They started to press my boobs softly like a papaya or a mango was being checked for ripeness. They kept on doing this for a few moments when I felt the third one spreading my thighs. He kept his leg between my legs, and then kept his foot adjacent to mine. He pushed his foot and likewise I had to move my foot away from the other. I was already bowed down.


So his dick easily found my pussy and he pushed his dick inside. It was making it hard for me to hold the tray without spilling the water. But the next moment it became harder when the guys sitting in front pushed my tray upwards. I had to literally keep them near my neck line as they both managed to gulp my nipples and check them. I was so confused where to concentrate. Either to concentrate on the guy fucking my pussy, or to the pair of mouth sucking my nipples and biting them, or towards the tray I was holding.





 A moment of relief was sent to my spine when I found liquid filling my pussy. The guy was over now and I was relieved but I was wrong. As soon as he went off, a sofa table was pulled and I was made to climb on that. I was on fours and the tray was placed on my back near my shoulder.


One of them forced his dick in my mouth and the other one managed his dick inside my pussy. They warned me to take care of the tray. I was like a stone now, an idol and was unable to move to adjust. They kept on fucking me both ways and deposited their sperm inside me in next 15 minutes. Then when they were over they picked one glass each and drank the water. The tray was removed but when I tried to get up Vishal was on my back with a lubricated dick. He pushed his dick inside my asshole and started to fuck me furiously. Rest of them nearly spilled the water and asked that whether ass fuck was also allowed. He smiled and nodded his head and asked them to raise their dick again and try just after him.





All of them started to massage their dick with cold cream and I was sure that I was going to be tortured now. Vishal was generous and released soon giving way to his friends to brutalise my asshole now. As soon as he was off one of them was inside my asshole, thumping me with full speed and power. He was mauling my boobs in between. Soon he was off and another one replaced my asshole. He was performing the same, same style, same power and same activities. Standing in the same place was causing tingling in my thighs, legs and arms. But they didn't care and kept on taking use of my asshole until all were done.






I relaxed on the table itself and all three of them dressed up and left. When they left Vishal came and turned me on my back, he spread my legs and got inside my pussy. He attacked my nipples and boobs, along with a slow but hard push in my pussy. He was drunk and was yet kissing my lips. I only managed to ask him how long this was going to happen. What if Saurabh didn't pay him at all? He thought for a while and then said that he'll make sure he comes to a decision next time. As he was finished I cleaned myself and went back to the hostel, as usual the fever was back and it took two days to settle.





I didn't call Saurabh this time, instead I waited for the day to arrive. I was relaxed with the surety he gave me. Next fortnight I reached his place and was not disgraced but instead was delighted. As soon as I got inside I saw Vishal sitting with two rough looking muscular guys in their early thirties. They were dark skinned and had red eyes which told how much they were drunk. One of them asked Vishal whether I was that girl. Vishal nodded his head and they withdrew their clothes. Both of them sat naked and were having thick and long dicks. One of them howled at me to get naked and prepare them by sucking their dick. I went to close the door when Vishal asked me to let it be open. I started to disrobe and within moments I was all naked.

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I sat on my knees and took the first guy dick in my mouth. I started to suck him slowly and he was busy talking with Vishal. After a few minutes the other guy baked to service him now. I left the first dick and took the next dick in my mouth. I started to suck him and it went for a few minutes. They were commenting on my body all the time, especially about my boobs. 





Then the guy stopped me from sucking and the first guy relaxed on the sofa and asked me to climb and take his dick inside. I climbed on him and took his dick inside with lots of friction. He was inside when I found another guy poking his dick in my asshole. I turned around in horror and begged him not altogether. The guy refused to listen to my pleas and fucked his dick inside my asshole with lots of friction. They both started to thump me alternatively. I was in immense pain and was feeling heavy friction in my both holes. After solid 45 minutes they changed places and started to fuck me again for 15 more minutes. At last the marathon came to a halt and I was released from the grip. They both got dressed and left.





Vishal asked me to clean myself and deposit myself on the table. I did as he told me and closed my eyes to relax a little. Within 3-4 minutes I found someone sucking my nipple and mauling my other boob. Assuming him as Vishal I didn't open my eyes and let him play with my body. He kept on licking my tummy, my thighs and my neck. After 10 minutes he left me and within 2-3 minutes he was back on me, demanding me to spread my legs so that he could enter me. I gave him away and he entered my pussy but as soon as he was inside me, I realised it wasn't Vishal. I immediately opened my eyes and to my biggest horror Saurabh was the one who was fucking me. I was shocked but he smiled and whispered in my ears, while kissing on my earbobs. He said that he didn't know I was so desperate to get laid and if I was then I should have asked him about it. He would have loved to fuck me all the time.





He also said that if I was fond of multiple guys that he also has a large circle and in fact each of his friends masturbated imagining me. He continued that it was not so late and when he'll tell his friends about it they will be a pity bit excited about it and will love to ravish me at their places. He started to bite my neck, on my boobs and on my tummy. He was literally chewing my nipples now. In the next 15 minutes he flooded me inside and stepped aside. As soon as he was off Vishal replaced him and he wasn't in foreplay so he just crushed himself, fucked me hard and left. As soon as he left me he suggested Saurabh to fuck my ass. Saurabh told him that he wasn't in hurry and can fuck my ass anytime he likes. He told him that he can take me to his place and fuck me for whole day. I got up and cleaned myself, then I dressed up and was about to leave when Saurabh said that he'll drop me. I rejected his offer but he forced me so I climbed on his bike.





In the way he asked me whether he can fuck me elsewhere also or I will allow him only at Vishal place. I didn't reply to him and then he saw someone. He stopped the bike and asked me to wait for 5 minutes. He rushed to the opposite side of the road and met someone. When I saw the person I was terrified. He was the same uncle who was picking hook up when I was giving prostitution a try. Saurabh and that man kept on talking for 5 minutes, looking at me all the time. They were smoking and when it was over they clapped hands in hi five and that uncle left with his car. Saurabh came back and I didn't dare to ask what they talked about. In front of the hostel Saurabh dropped me. Before I could get inside, he pulled me by my waist and raised my top and bra altogether. He sucked my nipples for a few minutes and then he said to drop a few of my nude pictures on WhatsApp, as he wanted to show them to his friends. I adjusted my clothes immediately and looked at him angrily. He left smiling and I came inside cursing him all the time.





I knew something bad was going to happen soon and as expected it happened in three days. I was going to college by foot. The same uncle whose name was Sujit Sinha stopped his car just beside me. I panicked and he opened the gate. He asked me to get inside but I said I was getting late for college. He insisted a few times and I got inside. He moved the car off the city and took a steep turn, then rolled the car on a narrow road then on a muddy road. After a 15-minute drive he stopped his car in a small river. The place was isolated and so he turned the engine down. He turned towards me and asked, "Tara Sutaria how much you took for a single time." I looked at him angrily and said excuse me. He smiled and pinched my cheeks. He said that Saurabh have already told me that I was doing prostitution for earning some easy money.