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This affair lasted for four years until he finished his college. Shruti enjoyed being his big little whore and he fucked her at least twice a week for a good grade in his English class. Unfortunately, Shruti never saw him when he went , but Shruti have no regrets. Shruti have another student lover.










The End

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#Shriya Saran

Shriya Saran was hot and sexy lady with excellent structure of 34B-25- 35. She left her boyfriend recently. She purchased a new apartment in prime location. when flat ready she arranged a Packer and movers to shift all thing to new apartment. Shriya  opened the door to her new apartment and breathed a sigh of relief. "Finally," she thought, "Time to relax..."




The room had the scent of freshness about it, a nice change from the heavier, musty smell of her old apartment. Shriya held a cardboard box with all her more intimate belongings – the kinds of things she wouldn't want the movers to find if they 'accidentally' took a peek inside the box labeled "PERSONAL" with large black marker.



"That'd give them too much of a thrill," Shriya smiled to herself as she surveyed her new surroundings. She found the apartment a few days before, and immediately she knew she had to have it. The hardwood main floor opened up into a spacious living room from which connected a small white kitchen complete with dividing counter-space. A bathroom with shower and bathtub were opposite, and nearby led into her new bedroom – white walls and spacious floor waiting to be filled. Shriya stepped into the empty bedroom, the "PERSONAL" box cradled in her arms.

The movers weren't due to arrive for another hour, and in the meantime Shriya had little else to do. She had taken the day off. so she could set up her new apartment, and without her computer to update her blog or even a couch to daydream on she had nothing left except to wait for the rest of her things to come in. 



Shriya looked down at her box and stroked the edges pensively. "Hmmm, I guess it wouldn't hurt..." she murmured. She glanced around the empty apartment, a grin tugging on the corners of her mouth. "I'll just take a peek till those guys get here..."

She closed the door to her new bedroom sat down, and opened it. Inside she found a few of her tank tops, tight blue jeans, mid thigh-length skirts, thin socks, and other bits of clothing. Shriya wore those kinds of clothes whenever she could – her more-than handfuls of breasts felt so snug in her tight tank tops, and her jeans hugged her ass perfectly. Others definitely noticed as she sauntered along the streets in a short skirt .



But that was just a cover for her real treasures. Pawing aside the upper layers of clothes, Shriya pulled out a lacy pink thong. The dainty thing wrapped around her fingers like a silky string, and she sighed – She hadn't gotten to wear it for anyone lately. Her work demanded most of her time, and combined with the rigors of being an aspiring author and maintaining an online blog for the masses, she was just too busy to find herself some guy to show off how sexy she looked with a little pink thong on - and nothing else.

"Oh well," Shriya thought with a shrug, "I know I'll still enjoy it."


With a catfish grin Shriya stood up and slipped off her white panties. The change was easy since she wore a short skirt with her tight t-shirt, and when the thong slid up and around her ass she felt a little jolt run through her. She could remember posing in them before for one of her boyfriends – and the pictures of that little photo shoot she still kept in her scrapbook.



Her still-warm panties found a place in the box and were buried again as she sat and dug deeper. She touched the soft leathery corner of her personal scrapbook. "Gotcha!" she pulled out the small tome and set it onto her lap. The plain cover hid the pages and pages of pictures Shriya had found in her explorations into the darker side of the internet. 

Halfway through she found the high-resolution black-and-white photographs she adored, the ones with a pair of red lips barely touching the head of a stiff cock or a woman pushed down onto a plush bed by a man taking her from behind. Often she had fantasies develop around these pictures, ones she typed down for her blog – ones she brought with her to bed late at night. She looked at a picture of a tall strong man holding a limp and naked girl in his burly arms, his face hidden by the shadow as he held his prize before him. Claimed by him.


Inspired, Shriya put the book aside and rummaged around some more in the box. At the very bottom her fingers brushed by something firm and long – just what she was looking for. She pulled out her hidden toy, a rabbit vibrator, squeezing the firm yet yielding gel shaft into her palm and stroking the clit simulator in slow deliberate circles.



"Hmmm... If only you were real..." Shriya mused, stroking her finger down and over the bulbous head. She imagined it belonging to the strong man in the photo, tall and fit, his cock ready to fuck her at just the sight of her shaking her ass in her pink lacy thong. 

"Mmmm..." She thought of how he would want her so bad that she would feel it in his gaze, feel it in his grip around her waist, and that he wouldn't hesitate to push her to the floor and take her like an animal. Her panties were getting moist at the thought, and when she lifted up her little skirt she could see the light pink fabric darkening with her juices...

Shriya began to move the toy along her wet pussy, a little tease as she imagined the man rubbing his cock up and down her aching slit. "Naughty girl, getting fucked on the bedroom floor..." She pulled her panties aside, imagining her dainty hand was his instead, pulling away the light protection of fabric with rough and powerful fingers that grazed her soft inner thighs. She could see his muscles tensing, readying to thrust inside her hot and ready pussy as she pressed the toy into her tight pussy



*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

Shriya shoved the dildo under the clothes in her box along with her scrap book and jumped to her feet in half a second, her heart pounding as she rearranged her panties over her frustrated sex.

"Shit, the movers," Shriya thought, "They must have come early!" Carefully, she smoothed her skirt down over herself and brushed at her bedhead hair with her hand before stamping to the door. "God damn, they were supposed to be here in an hour... ughhhh!" Shriya gripped the knob and threw open the door, but her glare melted. Three men stood in the doorway, looking down at her.



"Are you Shriya saran?" The man in front asked.

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"Yeah... That's me..."


"Looks like you have some furniture to move in," The man looked down at his clipboard, "Single-piece couch, table, some dining room chairs, queen-sized bed plus headboard, and assorted cardboard boxes – Is that right Miss Shriya?"

"Umm, yes, that's right."



"Alright then," He looked back and motioned to his two partners who disappeared down the steps, "My associates will start moving up your things while you show me where you'll have them."

Shriya stared at the man blankly for a moment before starting, "Uh, Sure! Yes, thank you! I, well, let me show you around then!" She quickly turned back around, trying to hide her warming face. 

"Oh my God! They are sooo hot!"




Shriya gave the foreman a tour of her apartment, glancing back at him constantly. She pointed to one corner of the living room and the other, her eyes scanning over his muscled arms and strong chest whenever he pointed in turn. They were no doubt developed from his job lifting furniture all day, she thought. Then she led him through the kitchen and into the bedroom, ushering him in before her so she could check him out from behind. She rubbed her thighs together when she saw his ass and legs, his body so taut and developed that she could see it through his pale shirt and blue jeans. When he turned to the side to look over the room, her eyes immediately fell down to his crotch, which bulged even then with his manhood.

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"Pretty big, isn't it?" He said.

Shriya jumped, her face red. "W-what?"

"No problem – we can fit your bed in here just fine," He continued looking around the room as Shriya let out a little puff of air that had gotten caught in her chest. "I've got to get myself a boyfriend with a cock like that... God, I'm too horny right now for my own good..." Shriya reflected, trying to keep her eyes off the foreman's package. She kept glancing back despite her best efforts.



There was a shuffling in the living room. Shriya looked around and saw the other two moving men, quite buff and toned almost as much as the foreman, carrying her large couch in as easily as if it were an empty cardboard box.

"Where'll we put it?" One of them asked. 

"Mmm, the places you men could put it..." Snapping out of her lusty daydreams, Shriya managed to point, "Um, right there is good for now."

The two men put the couch down and went back downstairs while the foreman stayed with Shriya. Her knees were feeling weak just by standing next to the man. She could feel his heat even from a foot away.



"This is a pretty nice apartment you've got," he said, "Excited about moving in?"

"Oh yeah - yeah, I'm pretty excited," Shriya replied.

"We're usually having to move refrigerators and cabinets and cat trees for little old ladies that smell like naphthalene balls, so this'll be a nice change of pace for once."

Shriya laughed, "naphthalene balls?"



He smiled, "Yeah – could hear 'em rattling around in everything we were moving. Couldn't get the smell out of my clothes for days."

"Haha, well I don't think you'll have to worry about picking up a bad smell here – no naphthalene balls or cats for me!"

"I'll take your word for it. Seems to smell rather nice in here, actually," he flashed Shriya a sidelong glance. She felt herself blush even harder.

"So, uh, what's your name?" Shriya suddenly found the need to brush her hair back and study the hardwood floor.

"Name's Roy, Miss Saran ," he said.

"Ah, then you can call me Shriya, Roy," she extended her hand politely.

"Well then Shriya, it is a pleasure to meet you," he reached forward and took hold of her hand. Shriya watched her dainty hand disappear in his firm, electric grasp. They shook, he barely moving yet Shriya felt his strength all through her arm. She thought her knees might buckle.



She was relieved to hear the two other moving men enter the living room again. "Roy," said one of them with a box under each arm, "in the time you've spent talking up the pretty lady you could've emptied out half the truck!"

"Yeah," the other grunted as he set down a large box, "bet she's tired of you trying to oogle the goods instead of helping us move 'em!"

Shriya really blushed then, but Roy just laughed, "Alright, alright, I'll help you pansies out," he turned back towards Shriya and hiked his thumb over his shoulder, "See what I get to work with? They still won't forgive me about those naphthalene balls." Shriya smiled, and Roy turned around and disappeared out the door.



Shriya felt much better about being interrupted then – this show was better than photos for sure! Shriya leaned in the bedroom doorframe with her arms crossed under her breasts, watching the men work. Steadily, the bare apartment filled with her things – lamps, chairs, rolled up carpets, and countless cardboard boxes.

The two other men trudged into the room with her heavy computer desk between them as Roy brought up two large boxes perched on either shoulder. Shriya noticed the other men were more heavily built than Roy – they were stockier, their legs and arms knotted with muscles, while Roy's build was more lengthy and toned. Shriya couldn't keep her eyes off them, and her thoughts drifted to how they would look without their grey work shirts covering their sweat-slick chests...



Shriya was snapped out of her reverie as Roy approached. The other men thumped her refrigerator down behind the kitchen counter, and the rest of the room was filled with her things already.

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"So," Roy said, "That seems to be just about everything, Miss Shriya saran. Just the bed left to move in, but that shouldn't be a problem" His confident voice made Shriya melt. It was the kind of voice that Shriya imagined whispering in her ear on her many boyfriendless nights...




"Really? I thought I had more things..." "Damn it, I wish I had more!" Shriya entertained the idea of taking a hasty trip to the furniture store – she was sure they were on the brink of taking off their shirts for real.

"Nope, though I wouldn't mind if you did have more," He stretched his arms out and rolled his head, "It's not every day we get to work for such a lovely lady as yourself."

"Hehe, thank you. I try to be pretty, ya know?" She felt giddy around Roy – he'd be populating her fantasies for nights to come, she was sure.

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"Naw, you don't have to try I'd say," he looked around the freshly moved-in spinster's apartment, "I suppose your boyfriend will be bringing over his stuff pretty soon, eh?"

"Boyfriend? Ha! Haven't had one of those for awhile," Shriya said, with just a hint of bitterness. Sex was so hard to come by since her last boyfriend, and her fantasies could only go so far to satisfy her. "Maybe you can ask your girlfriend to find me one, hmm?"

Roy laughed, "No girlfriends for me. I like to keep things pretty simple, and not just any girl will do. But you should be having tons of guys falling over themselves trying to get to you!"

Shriya shook her head, "Mm-mm. Maybe none of them are brave enough to just come and get me."

"Oh, don't be too sure," Roy said, "I'm sure someone is going to catch you fairly soon, Shriya." 

Shriya smiled – she was hoping he would ask for her number, but she heard the thumping steps in the hallway again.

"Looks like they've got your bed. I should probably go help them – they'll get cranky if I don't." Shriya opened her mouth but Roy dashed out the door before she could say anything. "Damn," she huffed, smoothing out her skirt for the second time that night.



The three men entered Shriya's apartment carrying her great bed between them and trudged into Shriya's bedroom. She followed after, eager to see the burly men working for her again. They grunted and strained, muscles tensing and rippling, all for little Shriya's benefit... The thought made her rub her legs together – she stepped behind her large bed sheet box as she felt herself getting hot again.

They positioned the bed with a loud thump. Somehow they were able to bring the large bed all up in one piece, a feat which further impressed Shriya. All three men left the room again, Roy giving her a final sidelong glance as he walked out the door. She looked on, not wanting them to be leaving so soon, and pulled her black sheets from the box.

"God..." She breathed, reveling in how those men hoisted her huge bed into her apartment, along with all her other things. Soon her dark sheets were lain out over the bed, as well as her pillows – A soft black island in a pale white room. 



Shriya heard front door close firmly and heavy familiar footsteps thumped through into her living room. They were discussing something in their low voices, Roy's more boyish-tone distinct from the deeper tones of his associates. "Oh, they'll be put to better use than moving my stuff soon enough", she thought, rubbing her legs together, "if only just for me and my little toy..."

She sat at the foot of her bed and her mind wandered. Her mind flashed with short visions of hot and heavy sex, of strong men forcing her against her soft sheets, pressing her face into the pillows as they took their turns fucking her long and hard. Big strong men, like the ones in her living room right then... The movers were surely not helping her get over her horniness, and Shriya felt like if she didn't get some relief soon she might very well make her fantasies a reality. Her hand crept up her inner thigh, wishing somehow she would get more than just fantasies tonight...



There was a polite, deep cough at the open bedroom door. Shriya jumped to her feet, noticing only now that the movers had stopped talking. They stood inside her bedroom's doorway, Roy in front with arms crossed. They were grinning as she hastily straightened out her skirt, a blush crossing her face.

"All moved in, Shriya," Roy announced, and Shriya nodded quickly.

"T-thanks guys, you helped me out a lot!" Shriya said, wondering if they had seen her hand under her skirt.

"Now, about our payment..." Roy said.

"Oh, right..." Shriya said, "Let me just get my checkbook..." She stepped towards the doorway somewhat slowly. She was beginning to think of ways to keep them around – invite them to stay for coffee, or to move in just one more piece of furniture that she hadn't quite bought yet, or - 

But Shriya didn't have the chance to think. The door slammed shut before she got there.

"Not that kind of payment, Shriya."

She stopped. "Um, do... do you guys only take cash then?" 



This time they all laughed - strong hearty laughs. "Oh no, we're not going to take money from you, Shriya." Roy said, stepping forward, "I discussed it with my boys, and we all agreed that we'll be taking something else tonight..."

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Shriya felt very small before the wall of muscle-bound men, "W-what will you take then?" She asked, backing up slightly. There was nowhere to go. A knowing chill ran up her spine. Roy grinned.


"You."



The men were on Shriya in an instant – their strong hands grabbing her arms, roving up her legs, fondling her breasts. She couldn't even let out a help– her lungs were paralyzed around her terror-chilled heart. The men pawed her inner thighs, over her  belly, down her back, up her neck, around her breasts – petting her whole transfixed body through her clothes.

"Oh god! What are they doing!?" Shriya panicked. Their hands were so hot, and they pinched her ass and grabbed her breasts so forcefully, so eagerly. Shriya tried to cross her legs, but powerful fingers pried between her tightened thighs anyway.

"Stop!" Shriya cried out, "Get off me!"



Her protest fell on deaf ears. They boys had found their new toy. Roy spoke behind her, his chest pressing against her back. 

"I told you Shriya, I don't settle for just any girl. And it seems like you do want this..." She felt his hand slide up her thigh till it disappeared under her skirt. She jumped as his hot fingers ran across her hot, moist panty.

His chuckle reverberated through Shriya's light frame, "I think you want this more than you're ready to admit!" He stroked along her wanting slit, and Shriya's knees nearly buckled as she let out an involuntary moan. 

[img]https://media.giphy.com/media/26BkMkpEZck4OojQY/giphy.gif[/ig]<br /><br />"N-no! Get away from me!" Shriya began to struggle, to break free from the groping men. But they were too strong for her, and it goaded them on. They lifted Shriya's arms up and peeled off her t-shirt. <br /><br /><br /><br />Her skirt slid down her legs and pooled on the floor. Shriya stood between them, only in her  bra and  panty to protect her. Their rough hands touched bare skin as she vainly tried to cover up and push them away.<br /><br /><br /><br />Roy's voice played in her ear. "It's been awhile since we had an employer as sexy as you, Shriya..." A hand grabbed her bare ass as another grasped one of her laced breasts, "or as ready to get fucked. We're pretty pent up, you know..." With a click, her bra went slack and fell to the ground. Roy cupped her bare tits from behind before she could cover them herself. <br /><br /><br /><br />"Mmm, that feels so good..." Shriya thought, despite her fear. Her alarmed gasp turned into a moan as those rough fingers toyed with her hardening nipples... "NO!" she back-thought, "What am I thinking!? I won't let them bang me!!" Her heart pounded in her chest, but she couldn't tell if it was from terror, or excitement.<br /><br />"You're not going to fuck me, Roy!" She yelled, her heart jolting at the thought of Roy and the men taking her. She redoubled her struggle, trying to land a kick on the men holding her. They simply pressed closer.<br /><br />"But of course I am, Shriya. We all are..." The foreman replied as more rough fingers slid under her minute panty strings. The fabric clung to her sex before peeling away and dropping to the ground at her kicking feet. The three men felt in turn between her legs. Shriya tried to lock her thighs in vain. No doubt they felt how wet she was getting, she knew. Shriya felt her thighs loosening to let their pressing touches in despite herself...<br /><br />[/img]

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The hands left Shriya's body, and her eyes snapped open. She hadn't noticed closing them. The two movers stood ahead of her looking her over like hungry bears. It was her chance to run. Shriya tried to sprint away, but Roy seized her bare waist and pulled her back, kicking. He grabbed her wrists and wrapped her arms uselessly in front of her, like a young couple at a dance. She couldn't escape.


"No no no, Shriya! You've got to watch," he taunted in her ear, holding her tight. Shivers shot down her spine and stopped her futile writhing. The movers eyes kept roving over Shriya's naked body as they stripped. Shriya stared helplessly as their thick hardened chests were unveiled from under their company shirts and their jeans were thrown aside. 



"They've been waiting a long time for a girl to breed..." Roy said.

Shriya's heart stopped. "Breed?" "What the fuck does that mean!?"

"Mhmmm," He hummed in her ear, nodding towards the two naked men. "It isn't a big surprise they are good at it, is it?" Shriya's eyes betrayed her and looked – they were both hung like bulls, their cocks thick and heavily veined with testicles hanging like stones beneath them. Roy tightened his grip as Shriya began to struggle again. "Haha, I guess you like what you see then, hmmm?"



"No! They're – they're disgusting!" But Shriya stared at their members still. She caught her mouth slightly open, breathing hard. So did Roy. 

" Shriya. Don't be saying mean things to my boys. You might hurt their feelings!" The two men chuckled and stroked their flaccid manhoods to life before her.

Shriya couldn't deny that she was impressed – no, more than that, she wanted their cocks. She needed them inside her. She was so unbelievably turned on, even as these men intended to bang her - 'Breed' her. And she couldn't hide that from them either, not with her moistening pussy on display. 



"Lemme go right now you – you fucking bastards!" Shriya intended to roar, but her words came as a whimper instead.

The men laughed, and Roy pulled her hands further down her front. "I don't think we're gonna be doing that anytime soon," he said, "we'll be taking good care of you for awhile, Shriya!" Roy let go and pushed her forward into the two burly men. Shriya yelped as they resumed their rough fondling, kneading her tits and running their palms along her pussy, their cocks hardening against either side of her. 



"Uhhhhhhmmm," Squirming, Shriya moaned even more. She found that she had closed her eyes again under the pleasurable assault. Their hands pinched and rubbed her naked body, unafraid to squeeze or pet her most intimate places. She could feel their desire in the way their cocks hardened against her, creeping up along her hips like hungry snakes. 

Shriya kept struggling, but it was a losing battle in her own mind. "Why am I enjoying this??" Shriya thought frantically as a terrible excitement grew in her chest and between her thighs. Her body seemed to answer in turn:
"You want this, Shriya. You need this. A good fucking from these strong men..." 



Though she tried to fight it, Shriya felt her juices flowing and her nipples grazing their ever-petting hands. When she forced open her eyes, she saw Roy tossing his shirt aside. She really stared then.

"I guess you like what you see, huh?" Roy turned back towards the awe-struck woman. Shriya saw his bare chest – developed from more than just lifting beds and tables for a living. His muscles flexed with every smooth motion of his arms. Strength radiated from his perfect form, and his look towards Shriya was one of pure desire – a prized catch – a toy to be played with.

"Yes..." Shriya breathed, her mind quieted for a moment.



"Ha! That the first straight answer you've given so far," Roy laughed, and so did the men holding her – deep laughs that made Shriya feel so small, and so much more like a plaything for them. She breathed even harder as he continued, "And you haven't seen everything yet, Shriya..." Shriya thought he could merely tear off his workman's jeans with those powerful arms, but he slowly unzipped them, making Shriya squirm with anticipation despite her best efforts to resist.

"You've seen naked men before! Don't lose your head!!" But her thoughts were muddled by the rubbing of her clit, the hot breath gusting against her neck, and the gnawing need growing in the pit of her belly. She had seen men before, Shriya knew, "But not men like this..."



The foreman unbuttoned his jeans and stripped himself in a single motion. He stood tall in front of Shriya with a smirk on his face. "Look boys, I think Shriya has seen something she really likes!" 

He was right – Shriya's heart nearly stopped at the sight of his manhood. He was hung, very hung - his veined shaft hung low between his legs, his cock hanging lower at the base of his shaft, heavy from the weight of their no doubt huge load. The other's cocks were stockier and fatter while his was longer and still thick. He outstripped his workmates by far with his symmetry and glory – theirs were the cocks of bulls, but his was a stallion's.



"Oh my god...." Need shot through Shriya's entire body. She felt hot – hot from the men grinding their hardening members against her, hot from Roy's wolfish gaze over her body, and hot from the burning desire that made her pussy drool down her inner thighs. Shriya had stopped struggling. Her knees felt weak and ready to give out at any moment. She couldn't help herself. Her resistance was failing.

"Mmm, I think Shriya wants a taste of us, boys." Shriya didn't move, even though a small part of her wanted to nod her head. More of her wanted to scream. Roy ran his hand along his length and looked into Shriya's eyes. "Time to get on your knees, Shriya." 

"No."

"I said get on your knees," he said again, still stroking his cock.

"No!" Shriya glared back at him, trying her resolve not to oogle his growing cock.

"Alright then, Shriya. Have it your way," The two men grabbed Shriya's shoulders. Shriya couldn't resist as they pushed her down to kneel on the floor. "This is really happening!" Shriya thought again in her renewed panic as the two men held her down. She threw her shoulders to no avail as Roy approached, "I'm really going to get bangd!!"



This was actually happening – Shriya's fantasies were invading reality, making her giddy with excitement and fear. She was shivering, the hot men surrounding her on all sides stroking their thick manhoods before her wide-open eyes. This wasn't a dream. She breathed hard, their musk thick and heavy all around her.

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Roy grabbed Shriya's chin and made her look at him. "Now Shriya, you're gonna be a good girl and suck all of us off. You're gonna to do a good job, I can tell. And remember: good girls don't even think about biting..." He grasped her jaw with just an ounce more of his strength, and Shriya understood he meant it. He let her go easy, but she could still feel her cheeks tingling. "Alright Shriya, take your pick."


Shriya looked around. The three men surrounded her, slowly stroking their cocks and pointing them at her pouting lips. They were getting hard, and Shriya watched their veins bulge and their lengths swell as she looked and breathed on them. She hesitated – "I shouldn't do this. I can't do this! They'll only want more..." she thought, but now her heart was beating fast again, and she found herself breathing deeper not for air, but to take in their musky, intoxicating scent. Shriya's pussy tingled. Her mouth watered.

"Don't keep us waiting, Shriya..." Roy warned. Shriya looked back up at the foreman and then to his cock - Its magnificent head was already drooling in anticipation. She leaned forward slowly, glaring up at him, slowly opening her mouth. She had to do it, she tried to convince herself. She tasted his salty precum as his cockhead grazed her tongue. She closed her lips on the shaft. 



She began to bob back and forth, taking his cock in a little deeper each time. She tried to keep glaring at Roy, to show him she hated every moment, but she felt her eyes rolling back a few times – was she enjoying this? "No!" she willed herself, and shot him a glare again. Soon she felt the head of his cock grazing the back of her throat each time she went down on him, and her lips were hardly halfway down his shaft...

"Mmmm, I knew you'd be good at this," Roy moaned, not moving as Shriya engulfed his cock – gentleman that he was. "Don't forget about the boys now – I'm sure they'd like to feel your little hands on them too." Deep grunts approved on either side of Shriya. She scowled at Roy as she lashed his cock with her tongue, but reached up and grabbed hold of their cocks, stroking slowly as she devoured the foreman. 



It was difficult to pleasure three men at once. In her fantasies it was far easier - their hands tangling her hair and holding her shoulders, petting and stroking and encouraging her as she gulped down their hot pre-cum and licked their shafts. The reality proved harder, but the hardness of real men growing and pulsing in her hands and the heat of Roy's cock sliding into her mouth was... better. Oh, much better. Shriya's eyes rolled back again, slurping along Roy's length with abandon.

"Oooooh," he groaned, "Now you're getting into it! Uhhmmm, go get a taste of the boys before you're guzzling my cum too, huh?" Shriya let Roy's cock go with a salivated *pop* and turned to a bullish member staring her in the face. Shriya slid her tongue all along its length, taking hold of Roy's glistening cock as she kissed the head. The man groaned above her, and she felt a splash of precum coat her tongue – he tasted different than the foreman, saltier and bitter, but she drank in the contrast. 



Shriya suddenly wanted to taste them all. She let the man's cock go after only a few lunges, and it shivered like a plank of wood as she kissed the cockhead of the other man. A sweeter taste, and she loved how it drooled down her throat as she took him nearly all in. She turned from man to man, slurping and sucking, coming off their cocks to gasp some air before going back down again.

The men petted her – they groaned – they thrust their hips and forced their cocks deeper into her mouth. She felt their cocks become even more bloated and hard as they ground against her cheeks, and felt her pussy gush as precum roiled down her throat and over her hands. Their grunts, and especially Roy's humming growls, filled the room. Shriya's fantasy was nothing – reality was better in every way, and she forgot herself, feeling their warm precum drooling down her lips and dripping onto her breasts...



She was gulping on Roy's cock, jacking off the other men's saliva-slick members when they had enough. Pulled her to her feet, the dazed girl was pressed upon by two sex-crazed men. Roy stepped back and let Shriya groan there, her breasts pressed against the hard pecks of one man and her ass grinding along the other's pulsing snake. Their slippery cocks rubbed along her wet slit and between her  asscheeks. Shriya moaned – she was in heaven.

Shriya peeked over a broad shoulder to see Roy stroking his perfect, glistening cock. "Mmmm, I think Shriya's finally feeling up to her breeding, boys!" 

Shriya's heart leapt into her throat. Like a doll the petite girl was thrown onto the bed, freshly made in her naivety just minutes ago. The two men were on her again, stroking their hard dicks over her boobs. She couldn't stop them – and Shriya didn't know if she wanted them to stop either. Her moist pink pussy was ready for all of them.



One man straddled her, his thick manhood sawing up and down her slit – Shriya groaned as she pushed against his chest, a futile effort to push the bullish man off. She felt him find his mark, the thick bulbous head of his manhood hitting catching along the edge of her tight entrance. Shriya knew all it took was one thrust, one little motion of his hips, and she would be impaled on his stiff, bare member. Totally unprotected. She dug her fingernails into his chest, feeling him begin to slide in...



Then he rolled onto his back. Shriya panted astride him, but gasped when she felt the hot and powerful muscles of the second man press along her back. "Ahh-AHH!!" Shriya yelped as the man below her pulled her hips down. She felt his thick shaft pushing into her tight pussy, and felt the other hard cock sliding up along her spine. Shriya nearly passed out, heart racing and mind spinning. The heat, the pressure, the reality of her fucking all began to sink in.

They began to fuck her. The man below lifted Shriya's shaking hips up before slamming her back down onto his thrusting member. The man behind rubbed his slimy cock up and down, from between her firm cheeks to the small of her back. They gave her no foreplay, no time to acclimate. Their pace raced into a hard beat, thrusting one after the other, and Shriya's helpless little squeaks filled the air.

"N-nooo, uhhh... Please sto – ughmmm!"



But Shriya's pleas were betrayed by her lusty groans. Hard hands possessed her breasts from behind. The hot fingers slid over her nipples and pulled her back so her body ground against the man's hard midsection. Shriya looked down. Her pussy held fast to the thick veiny cock inside her. She watched the shaft emerge as he lifted her up, and yelped as he then forced her little pussy to take in every inch of his raging manhood. Neither man relented in his assault, only broadening their heavy strokes in and against her. Though she fought it, Shriya felt her body quiver and give into their ruthless, powerful, unending fucking.



"Oh god! I'm cumming!" Shriya wailed. Her pussy clamped down around the hard member inside her. Her cunt pulsed and pulled, tightening like a vice around his ever-thrusting cock. She could feel it pulsing inside her – strong and fast. Her cum oozed down her thighs, coating his already sopping member in a layer of hot grool.

"And that's just the beginning, you know." Shriya gasped for air and opened her eyes. Roy towered over her, standing on the bed as she gazed at his cock, nearly level with her eyes. He took hold of her chin and lifted her head – she being too weak from her post-orgasmic shivering to do it herself.



"What... what do you m-mean – uhhh!" Shriya gasped – the men still ground their cocks against and within her. She nearly couldn't take it with her pussy stinging from the fucking and her growing arousal.

"Just the beginning of your breeding," He stroked her blushing cheeks, "Oh Shriya, don't look so surprised – you knew this was coming from the start."

"B-breeding!? But I didn't – Ahhh!" Shriya arched her back - The man behind her had pinched her nipples especially hard. Deliciously hard...



"Oh yes you did! I saw the way you were looking at me and my boys when you thought we weren't looking. You wanted to get fucked by us. You were wet and ready before we even touched you. You say no, but your body wants to be breed..." Shriya felt their hands all over her – petting her sweaty thighs, her heaving breasts, her flat belly... 

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"I... I'm not on the pill... I can't get bred. I can't get pregnant!" Her voice quavered, cry fear spilling into her hot waves of pleasure.

"Actually, that makes things much easier for us," Roy said, looking down into Shriya's wide eyes as he stroked his turgid member, "You'll be seeing how easy it is soon enough..."



Shriya couldn't respond. The man below lifted Shriya's shivering body off his cock, and the man behind her bent her forward. No sooner had she felt the thick manhood once buried in her pussy sliding against her mound than she felt the thick head of the man behind her thrusting into her. Immediately they renewed their assault, keeping Shriya forced over, crying out like a cat in heat.

"Oh plea– Ahhhh!!" Her mouth hung open, the intensity of another thick cock sinking into her washed over her, clouded her thoughts, smothered her fear.



"We'll be taking good care of you, Shriya," She looked up, seeing Roy stroking his regal member above her. "And I am sure you'll take good care of us..." He stroked the shaft over Shriya's cheeks before tapping the head on her upturned lips.

She didn't think as she tilted her head up and took in his cock, or as the man behind her pounded harder and harder against her ass. She was too far gone, lost in a sea of ecstasy brought on by these three men taking her. Her pussy gripped onto the second man's cock harder than before. She dug her fingernails into the hard chest of the man below her. She licked from the base of Roy's long staff to its drooling tip, and relished the taste – the motion – the fucking.



"I'm being bred..." – Roy's words hit home suddenly, shattering over Shriya her like a broken mirror. She could only think it over and over.

"I'm being bred..." – the man behind slammed into her roughly, a heavy hand seizing her shoulder as he sunk every inch of himself into her depths. She moaned loudly and thrust back.

"I'm being bred..." – the man below, his cock slick with her juices, thrusted incessantly across her trimmed mound and up to her navel, his cock and balls rubbing along her clit with every stroke. Shriya humped down against him eagerly.



"I'm being bred." – Roy slid his cock deep into her mouth, his manhood pulsing hard as he pumped his fertile precum down Shriya's throat. All her moans were muffled by his thick virile meat.

"I'm being bred!" The thought mixed both heart- stopping terror and quim-quivering excitement. She couldn't help herself. She couldn't help feeling so totally possessed, so completely feminine, so utterly controlled by these powerful men. She was theirs. She was their breeding toy.



Shriya felt the men surrounding her, their hard muscled bodies taking her, fucking her, using her. She was in heat, and needed to be bred. The familiar tightness seized her belly, and with a shudder that coursed throughout she came again, her fertile pussy clutching tight. Her gargled and muffled scream sounded from around Roy's cock buried in her throat.

"Mmmm! Yeah, you're getting into it now, aren't ya?" Roy laughed and pulled his cock from her. Shriya slumped over, gasping for air, still coming down from her powerful orgasm. The two other men stopped as well. Shriya huffed as the man pulled his cock out of her hungry pussy, and sighed weakly as the man below her rolled her over onto her back. She saw Roy kneel down above her head, the underside of his still-hard cock filling her vision. He tapped the head thoughtfully on her pink lips.



"So," he said, "How are you liking it so far?"

"Please," Shriya's heart raced as she regained her senses, "Please... Please just stop, Roy..." Her eyes were turned up to his. She tried to convince him despite the orgasmic shivers still running through her.

"Stop? But you don't want us to stop." The other men were alongside her now, petting their hands down her heaving breasts and flat tummy. Shriya couldn't deny that it felt good, but she sipped in a breath of air to stop herself from moaning.



"You've had your fun. Just... just finish and go away," Shriya's pride hurt, ashamed of her lustful thoughts, but she wouldn't be defeated. Her pussy was sore, her nipples were almost painfully hard, and her ass was red from all the pounding. Her pale skin was covered in beads of sweat, just like the bronze-tanned men surrounding her. But she wanted it to be over, no matter how much her body screamed for more.

"The fun's just beginning, especially for you Shriya," Roy said with a growing smile. She felt the man on her left move aside, and she was rolled over onto her stomach by the other. The man moved behind her and pulled her to her knees, bringing her ass up to meet his hard cock. Shriya pushed herself up with her arms, but she couldn't escape the man's grip on her hips.



"Get a condom," she tried to command, but only heard a deep chuckle behind her.

"He doesn't like condoms," Roy said, "Besides, they make breedings that much more difficult."

"Put on a condom!" Shriya felt him lining himself up with her still-wet entrance despite her frail struggle.

"Looks like you're getting bare cock tonight, Shriya," Roy laughed as he watched her look frantically over her shoulder.

"No," Shriya felt him push in, "Nooo! Nuhhhh!" The man wasted no time in sinking deep into her and pounding hard and deep. Pleasure lanced through Shriya's fears, but Roy fanned then back to life.



"Mmmm, can't resist that for long, can you? Getting barebacked by a big strong guy. I bet he's already filling your tight little pussy with sperm as we speak." Shriya could feel her pussy getting even slicker, and his cock was pulsing as it plunged deep inside her.

"Make –make him pull ouuut!" Shriya threw her head back and moaned aloud as her pussy spasmed along his length.

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"Oh he will, Shriya, but I think he'll be doing that after he's done filling you with spunk," The man tugged on her wild brunette hair, keeping Shriya arched and moaning louder as he thrust even harder into her.


"I- I can't – Ahhh!" Shriya arm's shook, his hard thrusts creaking the bed. Roy grabbed her shoulders, leaning in closer as he kept her steady.



"Can't get pregnant right now? You know better ..." Shriya did know. It was in fact the most dangerous time in her cycle, the time when she was usually most cautious and the most easily aroused...

"D-don't-!"

"I bet you're even gonna feel it when he cums inside you, Shriya! Every throb, every gush, deep inside where it belongs," The man fucking Shriya picked up his pace. Shriya screamed. She could feel the change in him, his cock pumping furiously into her and twitching madly. His heavy balls drew up, preparing their dangerous load.



Shriya panicked, "NO! Don't cum in me – don't cum in me!! Please don't give me a, a – AHH!"

The man plowed into Shriya's pussy then – her pleas only served to fuel the man's breeding drive. He filled the room with the sounds of his harsh grunting and the protests of the bed, topped off with Shriya's cries. Shriya could tell he was close – his bullish member pounded furiously into her depths, twitching harder and harder. He held her hips in a vice. 



"Oooh, getting close are we?" Roy said, "Getting excited about getting inseminated, hmm?" Shriya's flushed breasts shivered and heaved. Pussy juice ran down her legs. She couldn't catch her breath. Her pussy began to flutter as sperm-heavy balls threatened her with every stroke.

"Ahh god – No! Don't cum in meeeee!"

The man's constant grunting rose in pitch - then broke into a bellow. He slammed into her quivering pussy. Deep. And held. His member erupted inside her, belching its hot thick load into her depths.

Shriya gave in. She couldn't help herself. Her body seized. Her pussy spasmed. And she felt his hard cock throbbing inside her. His balls lurched against her clit as he came, hot spurts of semen pouring into Shriya's milking cunt. She felt every heavy twitch, every hot blast of cum ejaculating into her bare pink depths.



"AHHH!!" Shriya arched her back and thrust herself back onto his cock – she came like a bitch in heat. Her whole body quaked at the sensation – the heat, the thickness, the dangerous wetness filling her vulnerable pussy to the brim. 

Shriya felt herself being bred – and she loved it. She loved the way he groaned and jerked his cock inside her, forcing her hips to stay still as he deposited the last of his load into her quavering pussy. Shriya watched the other two stroking themselves through her post-orgasmic haze. They all desired her, she felt it all along. Now she felt it coating her womb...

All too soon, however, the man behind her stirred, and his softening cock slipped out of her gripping pussy. "Nooooo..." Shriya mewled weakly and tried to push back onto him, her orgasm not quite finished, but it was too late – the man's flaccid cock slithered out of her and he moved aside. 



Shriya's legs gave out. She slid down to the bed, onto her belly. She was hyperventilating, her heart was racing from the threat. Shriya could feel it - thick, warm cum spilled from her pussy, dripping onto her fresh sheets. From her pussy – her unprotected pussy. The horror of her insemination seized her.



"Oh God! He came in me! I - I have to do something!" Shriya thought of leaping from them, to somehow get away from these men before the damage was done inside her all-too fertile belly. The warm semen seeped down her leg as she remained shivering on the bed. "I can't get pregnant from this!!"

"Where do you think you're going, Shriya?" Shriya had begun to pull herself across the bed – too weak from her orgasm to crawl. Roy laughed, as he just lightly grabbed her hips and her escape ceased. "I can feel you shivering still," he said, fingering her hips, "You must have enjoyed your very first insemination, huh?"



"Ughh... N-no... I got to... go..." Shriya tried to creep away again, but he drug her back to the center of the bed like a wayward kitten.

"Go? Where?"

"Shower... must get... it out," she felt it inside her, sloshing about with her labored movements.

"That's not going to do you much good, not with the fun just getting underway and all..."

Shriya looked back, realizing that two eager men hadn't yet had their 'fill'. She redoubled her efforts to squirm out of Roy's grip, but it was no use. Like a doll, Shriya was flipped onto her back with legs splayed out. Roy stepped aside as the other moving man mounted her, plowing his stocky member along her creamy slit.



"Ugh, please!" Shriya bucked her hips weakly, but the man wouldn't relent, "Don't! I don't want to get pregnant!!" She wailed, even as her pussy quivered along his shaft. It knew what it wanted.

Roy smirked, having stepped aside the bed to get a view of the second mounting. "You know Shriya, as convincing as you sound right now, you sure don't show it when you're getting fucked," The man began to push the bulbous head of his cock into Shriya's tight pussy. A moan escaped her lips before she could stop herself.



"See? You can't lie, Shriya. You like it. You like how good it felt before, being bred from behind, having him cum deep inside you. Risking everything. You wanted it then, and you want it now – even more than before."

"AHH!" The man thrust into her. Deep. The thick viscous cum still coated her tight inner walls, and his hard cock packed the gooey semen inside her – stretching her and mixing that dangerously hot cum all at the same time. She had never felt anything like it before.

"Oh, oh, ohhhhh..." She started to feel it again, that buildup inside, radiating from her hot pussy and up through her belly. Only it was quicker this time, with this new sensation roiling inside her receptive pussy. The brute atop her slammed harder and harder, quaking the bed and grunting like a wildman. He pounded Shriya's hips into the mattress like a stake into the ground.



Shriya, trapped between the man's thick arms and under his musky girth, could only wait for the inevitable. But she did not wait. Her hips bucked back, at first just a little. Then more. And more. Shriya began to meet his thrusts halfway, relishing the impact, the pressure, the feeling of being overwhelmed by his power. 

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"I can't believe I'm getting fucked like this..." She gripped his arms, her pale hands small on him, bracing herself against his thrusts and her impending climax. She mewled and grunted, her little feminine noises eclipsed by his deep masculine grunts above her. Her tits shivered, their nipples erect and hard. Her pussy endured the deep impacts, softened by the dangerous cum being packed ever deeper inside her. And Shriya had only a single thought:


"I can't believe I like this!"

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Roy was right. She felt herself getting close again. She felt his arms tensing under her fingers, his thrusts becoming ridged and wild. His grunts became bellows, his balls slapping her sensitive cunt. Shriya knew she made him wild. She knew her body was too much for him. She knew she was pushing him over the edge.

She knew it, and began to cum because of it.

"I-I'm cumm-AHHH!!" Shriya arched her back and screamed as her orgasm crashed over her. 

Shriya felt his cock pulse – her clamping pussy felt strings of spunk shooting off deep into her, no doubt seeping into her womb. He rutted, gushing his hot spunk into her receptive hole, not pulling out, not caring about protection at all. And Shriya wrapped her legs around him as her orgasmic cunt milked him for every drop.



Shriya was still quivering and panting when the man finally pulled out of her. He left a trail of semen in his wake, clinging to her reddened and slimy pussy lips.

"Ohhhh god..." Shriya groaned as her legs dropped from him, too exhausted to even lift them. Lying there she tried to catch her breath. Her pussy tingled from where the man had been slamming himself into her, and she felt she was burning despite all the sweat clinging to her naked body. Her pussy felt as though it was filled with liquid fire.

"Must be all their cum in me..." Shriya thought, feeling it shifting and oozing as she ground herself into the bed.

Roy chuckled behind her. "Still haven't had enough, Shriya? Looks like you want more inside you."



"I... uhhh..." Shriya shivered as a dollop of sperm emerged from her fucked hole and drooled over her clit. "I can't... take anymore..."

"Oh, I'm going to make sure you can," He rolled the limp girl onto her belly. Cum sloshed heavily inside her. Roy spread her still-sensitive ass, looking at her fiery pussy. "Hmmm, yeah, you're pretty full aren't you? Must like the feeling of all that cum working its way inside you, huh?" 

Shriya stopped her grinding against the bed. It was dangerous for her to stay with cum soaking deeper and deeper into her too-fertile womb, but she didn't move. She couldn't move. Or rather, she wouldn't move. Nor reply to Roy.



"Not quite convinced about liking your breeding yet?" Roy asked. Shriya felt him grip her waist and roll her over again. Now on her back, Shriya saw the men looking down at her – two relaxed and satisfied, and one with burning eyes. "Just look at yourself, Shriya."

She complied. With difficulty, Shriya lifted her head and surveyed her splayed, tired body. Her breasts rose and fell with her deep breaths, her pink nipples jutted from her flushed breasts. Glistening sweat painted all across her chest and belly, and between her spread legs her mound's trimmed hair was matted with sweat and semen.



Shriya didn't have to see her pussy to know it was utterly drenched with cum, or to know that her pussy lips were openly inviting more –Her desire surged between her legs, and she was getting hot again with Roy between her legs. 

"He is right... I do want this..." Her eyes found Roy's, his regal cock held firm in his slow-stroking hand. Shriya looked up into the eyes of the foreman she once despised, and spread her legs wider for him.

"Finally!" The foreman exclaimed, praising the helpless woman while grabbing her hips again, "Took you long enough to come around." He drug her towards him on the bed. With his knees he spread her legs further and planted his arms like stakes on either side. Shriya breathed harder as her eyes followed him mounting her.

He stroked his great member down her mound, the precum trailing to her whitewashed pussy. He brushed his cock up and down her gooey slit – she moaned softly, heart pounding so fast in her chest, not from fear but from want.



The head of Roy's cock caught the entrance of her saturated pussy. The tip slipped in. With a gasp Shriya gripped either side of his chest, her body forgetting how tired it was. He looked down on her, into her upturned eyes, and with a triumphant smirk he thrust himself completely in.

Shriya's pussy already overflowed with cum. It had been slowly trickling down her ass ever since Roy turned her onto her back, though most had remained spreading inside her belly. 

But as the foreman thrust himself into her, the sea of spunk inside her squelched and gushed out of her tight hole around his invading member that reached further than the others. There was no room for the other men's inferior cum. As he bottomed out inside her, their loads flooded over her pussy lips like an overfilled cup. He began pumping the remains of his competition out of Shriya's saturated pussy in broad, filling strokes.



"Mmmmhh!" Shriya tried to move her hips to meet his thrusts, but he was too strong – her rocking pussy was pinned to the bed every time he plowed into her. But the sensation was too much for Shriya – the loud smucking and sucking slurping from her pussy, the sounds of his magnificent cock stunting its competitor's chances as their cum oozed hotly and uselessly down her pussy lips, made her moan like nothing before. 

He was taking her for himself, Shriya realized, this man mounting her so forcefully, his build dominating her small frame. He jutted his hips like a piston, a machine build for one purpose, the purpose now being fulfilled inside Shriya's gripping, slopping cunt. The other men looked on as their leader took her body, and Shriya looked into the fiery eyes that were taking her mind.



"Oh God Roy!" She cried with abandon, her heart fluttering, "Yes!" Shriya bucked against him, but was pounded into the bed with a slam. Her clit screamed with delight.

He growled above her, grinding his cock into hers. He palmed one of Shriya's heaving tits, fingers gripping her taut flesh that soon might swell with milk. He took her nipple between his fingers, tweaking and pulling the hard pink nub as if to illustrate this dangerous possibility to the squirming woman below him.



"Yes!" Shriya arched her back, pressing her breasts into his possessing hand as much as she could. She gasped as he pinched the sensitive nub hard. It made Shriya hot – hot to think that he was taking her body for that one purpose, to plant his seed deep and watch it grow...

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"Ughhhh!" Shriya didn't want to get pregnant, but she couldn't help herself – she was turned on by the idea of this man cumming deep inside her fertile cunt. Impregnating her. No – Breeding her.


Roy, face dripping with sweat from his hard beat, growled above her. "I'm gonna breed you tonight, Shriya." It wasn't a question, Shriya knew. It was a fact. 



At that moment, Shriya wouldn't resist herself any longer. They wouldn't let her plead or beg or escape – they all wanted her, so they all took her like Roy was taking her now. They took her like animals, like she was an animal. An animal in heat, an animal to breed. Shriya knew that she was their plaything, their pet, their bitch in heat. 

"Ahhh! Fuck me harder, Roy!" Shriya screamed, as if her whole body had been waiting all night to say it, "Fucking breed me!!" 

"RAAHH!" Roy moved faster than Shriya could imagine – he pulled out of her sopping cunt and threw her onto her belly. In an instant he mounted her cunt from behind, slamming against her deliciously sore ass. Shriya gasped lustily and tried to rise to her knees, but only got halfway there.



"Ah, ah, ah - AHH!" Shriya couldn't get up – he held her down with his weight, his toned muscles working along her slick back as he fucked her faster and harder. Every thrust pushed her down, inch by inch, down till her belly ground into the silky sheets and her hips were pinned to the cum-soaked mattress. 

His hot breath billowed into her ear and down her neck. His taunts were lost in his wolfish growls. He seized her wrists and held them in one hand pinned above her head. His chest pressed her hard, mashing her breasts into the silky sheets with every lunge. He even trapped her legs, having spread them apart to open her pussy up even further to his assault.

"Grahh! Scream for your breeding, Shriya!" Roy barked.



"Oh god – oh god – ohhh go-AHHH!" Shriya lifted her head from the bed in her cry, the only part of herself she could move. 

Roy's teeth found her neck then, a beast claiming his mate. Shriya went wild, her mind focused on nothing but the need to breed, to be bred by this powerful man, this Alpha among lesser men. He thrust ferociously, the smucking and quelching of his rival's cum being pumped out of Shriya's hole filled the room, smacking her ass with his punishing blows. His body tensed along her back. His balls tightened. Shriya screamed.



"Take me! BREED ME!!" Shriya exploded with pleasure, her pussy closing like a vice around Roy's sunken member, holding him in as she came. He roared into her neck, biting down hard as he buried himself into her fertile cunt. He erupted inside her - a horde of virile sperm blasting against the gates of her womb. Shriya's whole body quaked under his as she felt his thick sticky ropes lancing inside her, his heavy balls jerking against her as they injected their fertilizing load. 

Shriya flashed to images of cum splashing inside her womb, the other men's cum easily overwhelmed by his superior forces. They fought each other deep inside her womb, spiraling towards her great prize suspended within her warm depths. They surrounded her egg, the Alpha sperm easily covering its whole surface in a carpet of wriggling tails and pushing heads. Shriya felt a twinge in her orgasmic belly as one of those sperm disappeared inside her fertile egg...



She was brought back to the moment feeling Roy thrust into her again, planting the last of his semen into the orgasmic girl. Shriya's orgasm continued even as his ebbed, though he still rutted inside her, injecting his sperm deep in a pool against her pulsing cervix. Shriya's vision ended there, her mind awash in a sea of pleasure as her pussy milked his cock till the last drops oozed into her bare pink depths.

Finally, Roy let up. Keeping his still-hard member planted deep inside her, he held all of his own cum deep within her quivering body while the other cum stained uselessly into Shriya's sheets. He remained inside and atop her as her orgasm gave way to a completely satisfied afterglow growing in her chest and behind her eyes.

"Hmm hmm hmm..." Roy's deep humming vibrated against her back, "I think this one has made us proud, right boys?" They chuckled in agreement, and Shriya could only let out a tired giggle, her head flopping down onto the bed. She was smiling ear to ear, exhilaration still running through her veins.



"So Shriya," Roy said, kissing her neck gently where his teeth marked her as his own.

"Yes Roy?" She replied dreamily, looking forward to the sleep about to wash over her.

"Are you ready for your Second breeding?"

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The sun peaked through the half-closed curtains of the bare bedroom, casting its rays over the prone and sweaty form of Shriya half wrapped in a tangle of sheets. She slept soundly, reluctant to awaken from such peaceful dreams. Moving her legs across the mattress let her feel the cool moist patches where the night's activities had spilled over.



"Mmm, I remember now..." Shriya cracked her eyes open. She hadn't installed a clock in the room yet, but judging from outside it was just past eight with the sun lighting up the normally quiet world. Sitting up she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes as best she could.

"Ooooh, and I remember this very well..." She ran her hand down her naked front to her pussy where semen crusted on her still-moist lips and inner thighs, as well as just about everywhere else on her. Slipping a finger inside, she found some of it still moist. Shriya smiled and put on one of her robes – "A shower can wait till later..."



What she didn't find were the movers. Their clothes were gone as well as any trace of their presence, save for the cum-stained bed and her heavily inseminated body. Her bare feet slapped along the hardwood floor as she stepped out of her room. She pulled the robe tightly around herself to guard against the cold.

That's just great – the breed 'em and leave 'em type... Typical."



Shriya glanced down, seeing her favorite rabbit toy lying unused in its box. "At least you got to take a break for the day." When she raised her eyes again, she saw a card lying on the table. Striding forward, she grabbed it and read the moving company's logo and phone number. She turned it over and read:

Thanks for the fun last night. Call again anytime, Shriya.

-Roy


Shriya smiled. She knew she wouldn't be needing a boyfriend anytime soon, since she already had three to keep her lusts and pussy well satisfied. She stood for a moment, wondering if her vision last night was prophetic as she opened her loose fitting robe. Her belly was no different, a flat plain that could soon be sporting a growing hill. Ordering the morning-after pill wouldn't be so hard, she thought...



She strode to the counter and picked up her phone, beginning to dial the number on the card – Shriya felt that some major redecorating was done in her life in the couple of weeks, and it required lots of heavy-lifting!

The End

Credit goes to original writers

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#Catherine

I’m Abdul a new doctor graduated from med college about a year ago. I was basically from a metropolitan city. To be frank I didn’t have any knowledge or consent of village life as I was always brought up in a city atmosphere.


Because of the new rules, I was posted in compulsory rural service. The formalities etc were finished. Fortunately or unfortunately I got posted in a remote village almost 150 km from my home. I had never even heard of it. I was very anxious and apprehensive about it.

As you know villagers can be sometimes a nightmare for people like me. Anyways after everything was set I planned to reach there a day before my posting and get to know it’s functioning and to shift luggage. It was almost evening as I reached there in a private cab.

The village had no buses and the nearest hospital and township was more than 40 km from it. As I watched the village in the setting sun I was greatly mesmerized by its beauty. I found all the villagers with their cattle returning back home.

I was surprised as I didn’t see a single vehicle except for some bicycles and scooters. I also noticed that there were many women accompanying their husbands and children to the fields. It was a good thing which I guess one sees rarely in a village.

Also, I noticed that most of the men were in only their lungis wore nothing above. But the women were in traditional outfits. So as I neared my small hospital I was welcomed by an old male person, Pappu. I got to know he would be like a ward boy, bringing things for me, etc.

I was also told that there were two nurses appointed in the hospital. Unfortunately one was on a leave for a month and another was newly appointed and hence yet to join. Anyways I was happy that at least my work will be lighter when they come back.

Then I just visited the hospital and my house was very near to it. It was a quite neat newly built single storey structure with all the basic rooms. I was quite impressed as I saw most of the houses were too dilapidated and of mud or thatched roof.

I was told by Pappu that there was no doctor from last 10 years here and hence caused much hardship to people. That day after Pappu helped in shifting my luggage etc into the new quarters. I thanked him and gave some money. That night I slept like a log because of the travel.

I planned to start my next day fresh. On the first day, I barely had 4-5 patients with most of them those nearby to the hospital. But in about a week people came to know about me and my hospital became flooded with them. I was barely free. I took great pain to treat them to my best ability.

One day it was almost closing time a couple came to me. The female looked in her early twenties and was fully covered by saree. So I couldn’t make her exact features. First I asked her if she eats properly to which the husband nodded.



I examined her formally and found her to be slightly anemic. But I wanted to know the cause of that. When I enquired in detail they very reluctantly told that after the she had got 2 abortions. This greatly saddened me and as you know at that age bearing  kids itself is a dangerous thing.

Anyways I advised them about the dangers and gave them some tablets. I advised them to restrain from sex or use some contraception. The husband looked unimpressed and left shaking his head while the female looked worried. I forgot the incident and again got to work.



After about 10 days, I was about to close the hospital and Pappu had left early. So as I was about to leave I saw a girl running like scared towards the hospital. I asked her what was the problem. She was fully covered in saree. She told me she had come sometime back. Then I realized it was the same girl.

She wanted to talk to me something important. I was reluctant to go back into the room especially with a villager alone, as you know the attitude of villagers. But since she was insistent I agreed. After entering my room she closed the door. I was even more uncomfortable.

She finally took off her saree from the head and the first time I saw her. She looked around 23 years old, thin, normal fair complexion with boobs larger for her age. She was in a traditional outfit with a nose ring and anklets which made her look like a typical village beauty.



She looked like she was sobbing. So I asked her the matter. She started crying and told me that even on my advice her husband was not using contraception. He believed it will make him sterile. She also told me that in spite of telling him repeatedly he wasn’t ready to listen.



He was a heavy drunkard and abusive person. She feared another miarriage if she gets pregnant and may endanger her life. She had come here with great difficulty escaping her husband eyes. Slowly she began leaning on my shoulder from her chair. She was sitting and sobbed.

I felt a bit uncomfortable but realized it was genuine. I felt really bad for her and wanted to help. So I gave her emergency contraceptives (I pill) which she or nobody was knowing about in the village. I told her to take it if her husband forces sex. I also advised her it was not 100% protective and to still avoid sex.

She became too happy for a minute and her face suddenly lit up. She was surprised to hear such a thing existed and to believe that it can help her. She thanked me from the heart for it and was like I took so much care for her. To my surprise, she hugged me by putting her arms around me.



I was pleasantly surprised by this gesture. She was pressing herself really close to me. Since she was shorter than me, my erect member began rising involuntarily. It was pressing over her tummy area over her saree. I started roaming my hands above her back and feeling her soft back.



I found no reaction from her. But feared if someone sees us accidentally it would be a very very bad situation. I separated from her and told her to come back after some days and tell me the feedback. She agreed and left with a smile.

So the woman went after that incident and nothing much could be done in such a place and time. I knew this will progress soon. But I never wanted to force on her nor take the first step as it could lead to huge trouble. Anyway, before she left I asked her name to which she shyly replied as Catherine.



I closed the hospital and went back home without thinking much. Now I again got busy in my daily work and I almost forgot the incident. It was almost 3 months when she came back again. This time too alone at the end of the clinic hours. When she took off her head pallu I couldn’t believe it was Catherine.

She had completely changed from her skeleton thin figure to a well-built woman. Her cheeks had grown well (not chubby though) and overall she looked like she gained about 5-6 kgs from previously. She again came and sat beside my chair on the stool and smiling.

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She said, “Doctor saheb I can’t express my thanks to you. After taking the pills I’ve stopped getting pregnant. I am also gaining weight and feeling good too,” She almost had tears. I told it was only my duty and felt happy for her. She continued casual chatting like sharing all her thoughts with me.


I too patiently listened. She told me she was married early because of poverty and studied till 12th standard and loved to study more. She also told me how her husband and in-laws ill-treated her even today. I was shocked to hear that her husband still beat her up after drinking in front of her in-laws and nobody objected.



She also told me she came here with much difficulty as her husband and in-laws went to a nearby village for some funeral. She pretended she was ill. She was again in tears. I consoled her again with comforting words. Now it was the same situation again. it was almost 5 pm.

Now she was crying on my shoulder and I was caressing her back. I got carried by the feelings and slowly embraced her tightly. She didn’t lift her head up. Now I felt her hands on my back too hugging tightly and I’m sure it was lust. We got separated and she was blushing red.



We were just staring at each other. Suddenly she put her lips on mine and gave a little peck. I looked at her with questioning face and she told, “Doctor sahab, I don’t know if its right or wrong. But only you have understood my feelings and cared like nobody before. Today I want to make you happy. Don’t refuse please."



I was in a dilemma. I nodded and she told me to wait in my quarters for her at night. She again kissed me on my cheek and left. Now my heart was pounding with both fear and excitement. I had never done anything like this before. I just went to my quarters and was desperately counting minutes with an open door.

It was almost 11 pm. Almost the whole village sleeps by then. There were no houses nearby as I told you before. I heard the sounds of anklets running and there she came with herself fully covered. She closed the door and locked it. As she lifted her pallu I was shocked to see her avatar.

She was fully dressed up as a village bride. Red saree, heavy makeup and red lipstick (local though) with traditional big nose ring and ornament on her forehead, bangles, and a waistband. My heart began pounding looking at her. I was staring with open mouth a young married village girl dressed up completely for me.



She was shyly looking down. I went to her and hugged her while kissing passionately. She barely knew to kiss. She was just pouting and I taught her properly how to kiss.

Now our faces were drenched in saliva. I began undressing her. Initially, I took off her ornaments one by one kissing on the worn part. Soon I undressed her totally. I couldn’t believe her shape. She had the body of a typical village girl, well-built stature with cute boobs.



I now laid her on my bed and slowly kissed from lips and started moving down. I sucked her huge tanks one by one while pressing the other. One fit in my hand. Her boobs were soft but firm like rubber. I continued pressing them and she started enjoying my pressing.



I now kept her dark brown nipple between my teeth and gently bit it. She moaned in excitement. I now went to her pussy and started fingering it. It was so hot and already leaking. I now put my mouth on her pussy and started lapping.



She woke up shocked and asked me what I was doing as it was her dirty . I just told her to enjoy. Soon she was in heaven. She was moaning Soon she came on my mouth. Her juices overflowed to her thighs. She felt collapsed and was breathing in satisfaction. She told me she had never did this before.



I now asked her to suck my cock. She sucked really good and I was enjoying. I felt ill explode so stopped her.

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“Aaaaah, that’s good.” I moaned and pushed it closer to her. She knew what I wanted, and engulfed the head, sucking it into her warm wet mouth. She knew how to suck cock, and soon had me close to cumming. But I had other plans. So I pulled my cock away from her and crawled under the sheet.




Her lush body was warm and soft, and I let my hands roam. We continued, caressing and fondling each other, rubbing against each other.

We were working up a sweat which smelled totally different from a city girl. I really wanted to lick her out once again and decided to just do it. So I left her mouth, and starting kissing and licking down her body, but staying under the sheet.

Down between her boobs, giving each nipple a long sucking kiss, then trailing down her middle. She tensed as I kissed her belly button, and went down to her pussy. It was small, nice and pink, smell mingled with her musky woman’s odor. I didn’t wait, sticking my tongue out and swiping her clit.



She tensed and grabbed a handful of the sheet as I flicked my tongue up and down on the knob. I could hear her breathing hard. But she made no other sound as I licked up, down, and all around her clit, and the pink folds under it. I’m pretty good at oral sex.

As I worked on Catherine, her juices flowed. But she didn’t make any noise. Just lay there breathing hard. I was getting hot under. So I kept on licking and sucking. Then I took hold of her legs, and pushed them back onto her chest, tilting her pelvis up and opening her pussy to me.



I drove my tongue inside her. Then pulled it out and sucked her clit between my lips. Now I was getting some flinches and twisting of her hips. As I sucked her clit, I slid my hands up her chest. I cupped a boob in each hand, squeezing them and mashing them together.

This made her gasp again, and I felt like I was finally breaking her down. I was pushing her to another orgasm. “Aah,” came from her lips, and her hips elevated off the bed. I kept up the motion with my finger and ran my tongue around and over her swollen clit.



Catherine kept on moaning and twisting her hips. And after a couple of minutes, I was able to get her off. She lifted her ass completely off the bed and clamped my head between her legs. I felt a powerful shudder run through her body. She was moving like a snake and suddenly cummed with loud moaning.



She got limp, breathing hard. It was a wonderful scene of a village beauty in that position. I pushed myself up and looked at her. Her eyes were shut tight, and her chest rose and fell with her heavy breathing. Her nipples were red and erect. Her legs were still upon her chest.

I got into a kneeling position between her legs, pointed my cock at her pussy, and pushed it in with one stroke without warning. Her eyes shot open. She looked at me with an expression that almost fearful. I pulled her legs up against my chest and over my shoulders.



I began working my cock in and out of her. Omg, her pussy was fantastic. It felt like gripping my cock so easily but yet was so hot like a velvet glove. Our bodies moved together pulling apart and then pushing together. I loved watching my cock slide into her.



The way her  pussy spread to swallow my entire length. She screamed out but her words were muffled by the bed. Her abdomen spasmed with her orgasm. She tightened around me and I knew I was almost there. I stopped and removed out the dick as it would be not wise to cum inside.



I pulled her up and let her slide to her knees at the foot of the bed. I grabbed her head and pushed my cock in her mouth. She looked sexy. My pulse quickened as my release got near and the waves started to splash over the dam. I took hold of my cock and pulled her head back.



I gasped in a breath trying to hold it back. Then let out a groan as it as my circumcised cock spasmed in her mouth shooting a white line across her cheek and neck. “Aahhh Catherine,” I moaned. With each spasm, my load covered her chest and neck and slid down over her breasts. It was indeed a sexy scene.

Both of us were exhausted but we wanted more. So we lay naked for some time together. Again I turned her around in doggy and banged her pussy with no mercy and came on her ass crack. 



Catherine was looking like a complete whore now with hair spread over, no clothes, smeared lipstick and makeup, and no ornaments.

She told me her husband had never fucked her this well. She asked me if I liked her present. I replied with a kiss on her lips. She once again thanked me for the favor and got dressed up to leave. It was around 4 am morning. Few hours before the village is waking up again.

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#Amisha Patel,vidya balan and Sameera Reddy

Arun family consists of mom, dad and Him. His father working in an finance company. He was a hard worker most of the time he is out of city due to his working nature.


Let describe about His mom, her name is Amisha Patel aged 38 years. Having nice pair of boobs which is like mango and having curvy midriff and ass. Her ass shaking when she was walking.She was well educated. She basically wears blouse with backless and wears panty when going outside. Her areole was clearly visible due to transparent blouse.



After completing 12th standard Arun waiting for to join college. In these holidays They visit his dad native place village. Village was not well developed no toilet facilities in any house. All are going to shit in public place. In His grandfather family having of uncle(dad brother) named karan his wife Vidya Balan. And his dad sister her name was Sameera. 





she was married to a farmer of the same village. So all are living in one place. When we reached village time was 10 p.m. we feel very tired due to travel. All are sleeping in separate room. Uncle karan having one son his name is kumar. He eyeing Amisha at first sight. Next day aunt Sameera and Vidya Balan went for toilet.

But Amisha  is sleeping due to tiredness. She wake up at 8.00 am, there is no toilet facility in house. She dont know the way . she searching for Sameera and Vidya Balan but no women in house.

So she hesitantly asking kumar about the way to go for shitting area. kumar tells wrong way where farmers are working. kumar starts following Amisha with safe distance Arun also following karan.

When reached the place she up her saree and petticoat and already told she wears panty when going outside. She takes the panty through her legs and kept the panty on some bush and starts shitting first time Arun saw her ass from a distance it is big.



In the mean time farmers who are going by the way saw lady shitting on roadside.Then Amisha went take bath with aunties.

When they reach Amisha hesitated to take bath in open place. But Sameera insists Amisha.

Arun and kumar hiding and watch how she can changing her dress after bath.

This time Arun have some courage and asked kumar your mom vidya balan also busty bitch. 
Kumar: yes she is. She already become slut to village president.
Arun: stunned.
Kumar: today night my father will speak about village president and tried to seduce her for that village president.

In the mean time Amisha finishes her bath and she see around and takes her saree cleavage was visible and next she took her blouse. Aunt Sameera laughed loudly and commented till you dont know how to change dress in public.



Then aunt told her to go behind the tree and change your dress now Arun got angry on Sameera aunty.

This bitch spoils our idea. 
Arun: have you see your Vidya Balan naked.

Kumar: she always exhibits her pussy in home.



The most stunning word came from kumar mouth is i am also fucks that bitch so many times.

Arun:I am not believe you.

Kumar: wait today night i showed you.

Arun: kumar dont angry with me you allow me to fuck your mom VidayBalan.

Kumar: before that you allow me to fuck your bitchy mom Amisha.

That night nothing happened because of his dad presence.

Next day one phone call came to His dad his boss asking to come bangalore. So he wants to leave.

Arun and kumar happy

Kumar tell his dad about this he is more happy than us.

In the next day karan uncle planned to take Amisha to president house to get benefit from his boss.

During lunch karan uncle speaks about Village president his wealth and political power. And he told to Amisha that president wants to give dinner tonight so please come and he also told that president invites our family for that dinner.



Vidya Balan and Sameera smiled what was going to happen thereafter.

In the evening all get ready including grandfather later kumar told that president is close friend to our grandfather.

Amisha wear red chiffon saree and red blouse and red panty and red bra.



When they reached the village president house got stunned the house looking like palace.

During dinner amisha asking about the family members of president

VP: my family members are living in Bangalore because of my son working in Bangalore.

Amisha: so you living alone in this big house.

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Vp: yes.


After dinner Amisha, Sameera and Vidya Balan were going in around the house to see the building.

Arun and kumar hiding behind the door and hears the discussion going between VP, karan uncle and grandfather.

VP: dont get angry with me manohar your younger daughter in law is looking beautiful than Sameera and Vidya Balan.

Grandfather: yes she is so hot. I am also searching the point to fuck that busty bitch.

Vp: then i make her slut to us but how many days she can stay here.

Manohar: one month.

Vp: then it is easy to make her slut in a week. Thereafter we can fuck that bitch day and night.

Karan: she can take so many dicks at a time.

Vp: how you guess that.

Karan: yesterday i saw her panty having some stains in pussy area. The way she dressing any one can assume she was bitch. But our plan is to bring her slutty character.



Vp: so today night u all stay here. We make it possible today night.Sameera and Vidya Balan should come to my room tonight for fuck.

Grandfather: i will try seduce Amisha tonight.

As per plan all aunt, Amisha grandfather and uncle sleeping on hall.

In the midnight both aunt went to Vp room. Where room decorated with flower. Both aunt went inside but intentionally left the door open.

Village president strips Vidya Balan(kumar mom). Kumar now told look at the bitch how she is going to get fuck by the vp.

Arun and kumar standing near the window and watching.

Vp takes bra from Vidya Balan first time Arun seen a boob. It is big compare to His mom Amisha. Vidya Balan not wearing panty so now Vidya Balan aunty fully nude standing infront of Vp.



Now Sameera aunty removing dress .she  having hairy pussy. Village president takes his dick out i am stunned it was 12 inch length and very thin.



First he insert his dick Vidya Balan mouth only half enters in to her mouth then vp gave pressure to her head till her accommodate full length. Vidya Balan aunty started gagging., in the mean time Sameera aunty fingering Vidya Balan aunty till she squirts. Kumar started to shaking his dick by see her bitch mom. Vp takes his dick out from mouth and commented today i am going to make video where you both fucked by me.



He spreads Vidya Balan aunty pussy lip and then started licking she moans loudly.

Then he inserts his dick in her pussy hole and giving hard strokes She moaning loudly so Sameera put her pussy on her mouth.

During the fuck VP asking Vidya Balan aunt who is fucking good me or your husband.



Shocking answer came from Vidya Balan aunt kumarr.

Vp : who is kumar tell me bitch

Vidya Balan: my son.

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Vp: your are fucking your own son bitch. Now i will show my power. He goes to the refrigerator and take one big carrot put it in her ass hole and ordered Sameera aunty to give carrot fuck.In the mean time Amisha wakes up for pissing while crossing the bedroom she saw that VP fucking her brother-in-law wife. She got stunned but she not taking her eye from VP dick becos of the size.




VP also see Amisha standing at the door and he invited her to come inside.

But Amisha mesmerized by the fucking. In that our grandfather also coming that side he also watching whether VP seduce her or not. But without any noise uncle also came behind mom and up her saree from backside and check her pussy area but panty is fully wet so he commented she is completely ready for the fuck then VP takes His beautiful Amisha to bed and started striping her dress VP likes her red bra and red colour panty her panty is fully wet.



Now uncle and granfather came inside the room and taking uncle fucks his sister Sameera and grandfather fucking her DIL Vidya Balan.

Uncle fucks Sameera pussy like there is no tomorrow and she started moaning like porn star and asking uncle fuck harder uncle u bitch i am going to tear your pussy and her moaning become more louder she shouted i am cumming and started squirting over uncle dick until u beg me to fuck.



Now mom Amisha gone wild and fingering her own pussy and begging VP to fuck her cunt hard and deeper.



VP: I will fuck you hard bitch. But one condition i want to impregnating you. I want to see your belly grow.
Amisha: but i have already son aged 19 years.

VP: no bitch you are not happy with me i wont fuck you. Get out of my house nasty bitch.

Mom: no sir… you take me as you want…

VP : he put dick in her pussy and asking your pussy is very tight is your husband fucking you or not.

Amisha: no…



Yesterday also he fucked me…

VP: then tell who is fucking good me or your husband

Amisha: you sir…

Vp fucks very hard Amisha moaning loudly like ushhh…



Mmmm.

Fuck deeep…

Suddenly Vp again takes his dick out.

Now amisha started begging to fuck her.

VP: i want to marry you now.

Amisha : i am already married.

Vp: untie the knot gave mangalasutra to me…

I will tie it you.

Amisha: sirrrr ….

VP: if u want fuck from or not

Amisha: yes sir, i want but…

VP : no bitch you are cheating me.

Amisha: seeing grandfather and uncle and untie the mangalasutra gave it to Vp.

VP: i am going to marry you. Hereafter you are my wife you stay with me this one month after that also whenever i am coming to bangalore i will fuck you in front of your husband also. I will impregnant you after our first child.

Amisha: sir i dont want story from you come tear my pussy.

Vp started fucking her  very hard Amisha crying in pain. she having 2-3 orgasms during that fuck till now vp not cummed.



he ordered manohar and karan to come and tri for foursome. Amisha mouth was fucked by grandfather and ass was fucked by karan and pussy was fucked village president. All are ramming their respective hole and vp cumming deep inside her pussy for 10 seconds.



All became sleepy and sleeping nude.

Arun and kumar went inside the room after one hour and taking Amisha bra and panty.

Kumar having camera cell phone he takes photo and started recording video that clearly shows mom amisha  pussy was filled with cum.

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Next morning all wake up and dressing neatly came outside room.


When Amisha searching her bra and panty.

She thinks VP take.

Amisha having some stains near her chin.

After taking tiffin VP ask Amisha to come to her room then they started walking to his farm house.

Where VP shows how ox mounts cow in breeding table.



Amisha body shaking heavily while seeing those matting.

Next shocking thing happen he shows the video that was recorded by cctv camera.

She become very shy one of the cctv shows Arun and kumar watching those session.

Next thing is Arun taking her bra and panty and kumar taking photo and video also showing in this cctv camera footage. Amisha got stunned and cried her son knows everything happened yesterday he may tell this to his dad, she complaints to Village president. Then VP said now a days son fucking their own mom was happened in society.

I think he wants to fuck you.

Amisha: no it is sin

VP: one thing you have to remember one cunt receives a dick other than her husband receives any kind of dick.

Amisha: s

If what i have to do now.

VP: you spreads your leg for your son tomorrow i planed for halloween party

Amisha: halloween??.



Vp:you are well educated you dont know or acting.in this party my party MLA came.

As usually this party also going to record as video. In this party everyone wears mask in her face and fucking unknowingly.

This is planned because opposite may take video and make it as evident for to file a case against me and MLA.

I am already informed everything to MLA about he also want to make you pregnant. Most important thing is that party is going to happen in this farm house. MLA wants to mount her dick inside your pussy and at the same time cow was breeded by ox in breeding table.

So you first fuck MLA and next fuck your Son or take both at the same time.



After the conversation was over.they both returned to house. Arun explained what things going to happen to kumar.

Kumar: you are going to take your mom cunt in breeding farm house.

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#Amisha patel

Next day Vp calling Amisha through phone call.


Vp: Amisha please come to my home early. Because today evening mla come to my home with his supporters. He wants you for the whole night.

Amisha: sir halloween party ?



Vp: forgot halloween party he wants you only. Today morning i send the video of last night to mla. So he also wants to shoot today fucking session. So one camera man also coming.

Amisha: what about my son Varun he come or not?

Vp: no today night you are going served for mla and his supporters.

Amisha: ok sir i will come.



Varun got disappointed.

Uncle started to go to vp house for work so varun requested uncle to take him to his house.

When they reached

Vp house

Vp: karan what about that bitch Amisha.

Karan: sir she is sexually aroused. One of my neighbour today saw her in state that she fingering her pussy. The most shocking part is he saw her squirting. they also shocked to see the way she was returned to home , her bra strip was visible and she tuck up her petticoat in the way that her pussy was visible.



Varun also wondered today how many men saw her pussy.

Vp: so our plan work out she slowly become slutty. Karan go and clean our farm house and breeding table. Today one bitch was going to be breeded.

Karan: which cow sir?

Vp: not cow . Amisha.

Today mla came to our house for breeding that bitch.

Karan : sir but you want her ti give birth to your child.

Vp: yes. But i already informed that Amisha having some STD so he agree to fuck her with condom.

Karan: sir you fuck with condom or without condom?

Vp: with condom but the tip having hole in it. So i seeded my sperms deep in her vagina.

Varun : sir……

Vp: sir i am also want to fuck that bitch .

Uncle : you motherfucker.

Vp: till now he is not fucking his mother but your son fucking his mom(vidyabalan) so many times.



Karan: speechless….

Vp : go and ask your bitchy wife.

Varun : sir….

Vp: ok you also come to party but when i signaled you . You come inside.

Because i already told your Amisha that you are not coming for the party.

But we will give surprise to your Amisha.



Varun also went to farm house to help uncle.

In the evening Amisha asking permission from grandfather to attend party at vp house..

Amisha was received by vp.

He takes Amisha to his bedroom. And gave her the dress to wear for the party.

He gave black colour bra and panty. He gave navel chain to wear for the party.

In the next few minutes Amisha wear that bra and panty.



Vp takes Amisha to farm house where one cow and ox are ready for matting. The cow was tied up in breeding chair.

In near by one king size bed also available. Vp told Amisha to wait in that bed. Varun also came at that time and hide behind wall.

At 6p.m mla came he asking vp where is the bitch.

Vp shows the way to farm house. He commented that she is really so hot.

Camera man name is siva.

Siva came near Amisha to take video from her head to leg.