[B1ryani]

Chapter 3 - The Hotel Room


**Part 16.**


We spoke a little bit more about Rahul and about the boys in our college, to find a potential candidate for me, according to Manisha. As close as we were, I did not tell Manisha about anything that had happened in Nani’s house months ago. I haven’t had a decent night’s sleep since that day, constantly worried about the photos and videos that was in Mr Arul’s possession. I did not trust him, but I knew he respected Dadi enough to keep it to himself. 

I turned around and looked at Manisha, she looked beautiful as she slept. Her long hair covering her beautiful face as she snoozed silently. She did not have a worry in the world if she got together with Rahul. He was financially secured and came from a reputable family. From what we had spoken earlier, Rahul’s parents liked her as well and there was discussion about marriage after they had both graduated. My world had taken a turn for the worse since the first day Dadi had taken advantage of my body. I turned over to the other side, trying to hold back my tears. Eventually, I fell asleep too. 

I woke up the next day around 9.00 AM to laughter coming from the living room. I slowly opened the door and looked out to see Manisha having breakfast with my family. I knew my brother had a little crush on her and was ogling her as she spoke. My parents knew Manisha well and always welcomed her to our home as part of the family. 

“Good morning sleepy head,”, Appa said. “Would you be joining us for breakfast this morning?”

“Hurry up and have your shower, ma”, Amma cut in, “The food is getting cold.”

“Give me a couple of minutes…”, I yawned as I closed the door again. I slowly made my way into the small attached bathroom in my room, stripping at the door. I stood there naked for a minute, slowly wrapping the towel around my body as the room door opened. 

“Hey!”, I shouted out at Manisha as she casually strolled in. 

“What?!!!Hurry up.”, she jogged towards me and playfully slapped my bum. “Rahul will meet us in an hour.”

I got into the bathroom, oh yea, I forgot. I was supposed to follow her and hang out with them for a little while today. 

“Wait. Does he know I’m coming?”, I peeked out from behind the half closed door. Manisha sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her phone. 

“Nope. He thinks it’s just me.”, she glanced up at me, giggling slightly.

I rolled my eyes at her as I close the door. 

Half an hour later, the both of us were making our way to the edge of town, the sun shining brightly at our faces as we strolled past little chai walla’s and saree shops. The streets were empty in this area, barely a soul around. 

“Are you sure we are going the correct way?”, I asked her, slightly doubtful looking at the area we are in.

“Yup. We came here once before.”, she replied me, walking confidently. “The receptionist is a bit of creep, but we didn’t have a problem the last time we came.”, she shrugged her shoulders as she continued walking. Manisha was wearing a simple sleeveless shirt and a long ankle high skirt. I had on my usual t-shirt and track pants . I was a bit worried about having to leave alone later on in the day. 

5 minutes later, the both of us reached the supposed hotel. It looked bad at first glance from the outside. It was an old 4 story building at the very edge of town, the paint faded from the sun. Looking up, I could see a few windows were broken, a large handwritten signboard hung from a pole in front stating the hotel’s hourly rates. 

Grand Tamilnadu Hotel, the signboard glared at my face. A few letters were missing. This place was a dump. There was nothing grand about it at all.

“Are you serious Manisha?”, I looked at her, then pointed at the building. “This place? It looks horrible!”. 

“What? It’s what we can afford.”, she said, laughing slightly at my face. “Come on, it isn’t so bad.”

“Ughhh.”, I rolled my eyes at her as I followed her to the entrance. 

An old security guard was seated at the entrance smoking a cheap cigarette. He looked up at the both of us, his eyes found my chest as he watched us walking towards him. He slowly stood up, nodding his head slightly as he opened the dirty glass door for us. His dark oily face sneering as he watched us enter the old hotel lobby, his eyes never leaving our bodies. We ignored him as we made our way to the dark staircase.

“Do you know which room Rahul took?”, I whispered at Manisha. 

“Yeah. On the second floor. He managed to get the same room we took the last time.”, she said as she entered the archway to the stairs. 

“Hi ma, nice to see you again.”, a voice called out from below us.

We both turned to see a man in his 50’s grinning up at us. He looked at Manisha, then at me with a little smirk on his face. He was a dark skinny man, bald with grey hair on the sides of his head wearing a pair of thick glasses. 

“Hi uncle.”, Manisha said, slowly taking another step up, trying to avoid him. 

“Your boyfriend is waiting for you,”, he said, a bit of sarcasm in his voice, staring intently at the both of us. “Room 2 – 5.”

“Yes, I know.”, Manisha replied crudely, trying to move on. I too followed Manisha back up to climb the stairs to ignore him. He continued to stare at us with a smile on his face as we reached the landing to the first floor. 

“Who’s that?”, I asked her. He looked like a creep.

“Sigh. Senthil. The hotel manager.”, she replied, rolling her eyes. “He was here the last time as well, asking Rahul and me multiple questions when we wanted to book the room. He kept commenting about how couples like to use his hotel for sex and leave, trying to get us to acknowledge that was why we came here.”

“I see.”, I shrugged as we made our way up to the second floor. “He looks disgusting.”

“He is. He kept staring at my ass and making lewd comments whenever I was close by. Rahul was very uncomfortable with him as well.”. 

We finally reached the doorway to hotel room. 

“Shhhh…”, Manisha put her finger to her lips, giggling as she silenced me. We both stood in front of the door as Manisha gently knocked. I heard some shuffling and footsteps heading towards the door. Rahul slowly opened the door and peeked out at the hallway to the both us grinning back at him. 

“Manisha!”, he said excitedly, then looked over at me, puzzled. “Hi Shanti.”, he said shyly as I waved at him with a smile on my face. 

Manisha pushed her way past him and entered the room with me following her closely behind. It didn’t look so bad, just a pretty basic king-sized bed with a table stand on each side. A dresser with a large mirror facing the bed and a small bathroom at the other end of the small room. Two small chairs and little table were placed in front of the room window. Rahul had already pulled the curtains shut. I looked at the sheets and noticed one side was crumpled from where Rahul was probably laying down while waiting for Manisha. The sheets don’t look washed though, I thought to myself as I made my way to the small chair in front of the window to sit down. 

“Hey….what’s going on?”, Rahul asked, visibly uncomfortable and blushing slightly, knowing that I knew why the two of them had booked a room in the edge of town to make out. 

“Don’t worry,Rahul.”, I laughed a little looking at his shocked expression. “I just came to say hi.”

“Relax Rahul.”, Manisha gently took his hand and led him to the edge of the bed facing me. “I asked her to follow me here to surprise you.”, she continued. 

Rahul being the perfect gentleman that he is quickly grabbed a drink from the table and offered one to me, his small frame moving around making him look like an excited little kid. It was obvious he wanted some private time with Manisha, and I knew I was intruding into their space but Manisha seemed very casual about it. I took the drink from Rahul and thanked him as he adjusted his glasses on his face. 

“So… this is where you guys come to make out huh?”, I teased him as he sat down beside Manisha on the bed.

**End of Part 16.**

[B1ryani]

**Part 17.**

Rahul blushed as he looked down at his feet. Manisha laughed out loud, “Stop teasing him, Shanti.”, she said as she took his hand into hers. 

“Hahaha. Sorry.”, I looked at Rahul with a sad face.” Don’t be mad, I’m just teasing.”

“I know.”, he said smiling up at me as Manisha gave him a little peck on his cheek. 

We hung around for a little while more, just casually talking about random things. Rahul told me a little bit more about his family background and his plans post-graduation for him and Manisha. I also got to find out a little bit more about their relationship status as it seemed it was getting serious. Eventually the topic turned to sex. 

“Are you still a virgin, Rahul?”, I teased him again, with Manisha glaring at me, giving me an annoyed look. 

“Errr….yeah.I am”, he replied shyly, looking down. Manisha slowly moved her right hand down to his thighs over his jeans, looking at his face.

“Ever gotten a blowjob?”, I asked again, surprised that he had never experienced any form of sexual contact before this. He wasn’t a bad looking boy, and I knew quite a few girls wanted him, mainly for his family’s money. 

“He’s about to get one.”, Manisha giggled at us. Her long hair swaying behind her. 

I watched as Manisha’s fingers slowly played with his zipper as Rahul started to blush. “Hey,I said I was going to leave if you guys get out of hand.”, I teased Manisha jokingly. 

“Come on, it’s not like you haven’t seen a cock before.”, she replied, slowly unbuckling Rahul’s belt. 

“Manisha, what are you doing?”, Rahul blurted out, embarrassed that I was in the room with the two of them. His face was in shock as Manisha slowly pulled his jeans down to his feet. 

“Giving you a little present.”, she said softly looking at him as she got off the bed and went down on her knees between his legs. 

“Shanti is here…”, he whispered to her. His eyes darting back between Manisha and me. 

“It’s ok. She can watch if she wants.”, she said, smiling up at him then turning back towards me, giving me a wink. 

Manisha was teasing the poor boy so badly, but I was curious as to how far these two would go. Furthermore, unknown to the both of them, the last 3 cocks I had in me belonged to old men. I decided to stay for a little while, then leave.  

“Are you sure?.”, Rahul’s face was red as Manisha slowly pulled his underwear down to his feet as well. Rahul’s hard cock sprang out at her. It’s not big, I thought to myself, looking at it as Manisha slowly placed her hand on the base of his shaft, pulling the foreskin back to reveal the head. Rahul’s cock looked to be about 4 and half inches long, and thin. My thought’s wondered on to Mr Arul’s big black cock pounding me. I closed my legs shut, revisiting the memory. Rahul quickly tried to cover his little cock with his hands, keeping his head down to avoid looking at me. 

“Hello.”, Manisha said sweetly, looking down at his erection as she slowly pushed his hands away. She looked up at him and smiled. “I wanted to surprise you today.”

“Surprise me?”, Rahul said softly. Both me and Manisha looking at his reactions. I wanted to watch them up close, I slowly stood up and walked towards to the bed. Rahul looked up at me, his expression in shock as he watched me making my way towards them.

“It’s ok Rahul, I won’t tell anyone. I’m going to leave soon anyway and give you guys your time. Ok?.”, I told him as I sat beside him, looking down at Manisha as she gave the tip of Rahul’s pink cock head a little kiss. She let a bit of her saliva drip onto the tip, making it shine under the room light.

I could feel my pussy slowly starting to get wet watching Manisha play with the cock in front of her. “It’s ok, enjoy it Rahul. Manisha really likes you.”, I smiled at him, looking down between his legs and Manisha slowly opened her beautiful pink lips and took Rahul’s cock head into her mouth.

“Mmmmm…”, Rahul moaned softly, looking down at her. Manisha gently took his entire cock into her mouth, burying her face into his patch of pubic hair. She closed her eyes, slowly bobbing her head up and down as she sucked on his thin shaft. “Mmmm…ahhh….”, Rahul continued to moan, closing his eyes and enjoying his first blowjob. 

I kept watching them, Manisha looked beautiful as she gently sucked on Rahul’s cock. I started to feel a little bit jealous of the both of them, thinking back on how I have gotten myself entrapped by Dadi and his friend. 

Manisha slowly took her head off Rahul’s tool, gripping the base of his cock while resting her hand on his pubes. “Does it feel good?”.

Rahul nodded slightly, looking like he was on cloud nine. She slowly stuck out her tongue, letting it rest on top of the cock head, teasing the little hole. 

“Mmmmm…fuck.”, Rahul continued to moan, his fingers gripping the bed sheets hard. “I’m about to cum….”, Rahul moaned loudly. Manisha took his cock back into her mouth and sucked hard, waiting for him to blow his load into her. I watched them, keeping quiet as I did not want to interrupt the special moment these two were having. Manisha closed her eyes, keeping her lips wrapped around the base. The pressure was intense in the room as Rahul’s breathing started to get deeper. 

Behind me, I heard a little click coming from the door.

**End of Part 17.**

[B1ryani]

**Part 18.**

“I fucking knew it!!.”

I heard a voice shout out from the entrance as the door swung wide open. Rahul’s cock flew out of Manisha’s mouth, all 4 and a half inches fully erect, the entire shaft slick and wet with her saliva. Rahul looked like he was on the edge of cumming when the loud noise took him by surprise. He arched down desperately trying to pull his underwear and jeans up. Manisha fell backwards onto the floor ass first, her eyes wide from the shock, the look of fear spread upon her face. Her hair was messy and hung loosely on her face and shoulders. 

I stood up immediately when I heard the door starting to open. This fucking hotel room did not have a latch to it, just a lock on the knob. Anybody attached to the hotel would have free access to any rooms if they had the right key from the outside. 

Two figures barged in, pushing their way towards us. I felt a hand grab me by the hair, pushing my head back downwards onto the bed. I lost my footing falling backwards beside Rahul onto the bed. 

“So this is what you kids come here to do?!!!”, I heard a voice shout at us as I slowly turned my head to look for the source of the direction. 

I saw Senthil, the hotel standing at the edge on the bed, looking down at me and Rahul, he had his left leg placed in between Rahul’s thighs, Stepping down on his underwear and jeans. Rahul had his left hand on his pubic area, gripping his cock to hide it from our view while his right was still trying to pull his jeans up. The look of anguish and desperation on his face, he was going to burst into tears any time. 

The old security guard who had opened the door for us stood beside Manisha, a wide grin on his face looking directly at Rahul struggling while he held Manisha’s arm, pulling her up. His grip was hard as I heard Manisha let out a little shout, her face twisted in pain as her body swung up to stand beside him. 

“Uncle…Uncle…What are you doing?”, Rahul blurted out. He had given up on trying to pull his jeans up, both his hands covering his cock and balls. 

“What kind of establishment to you think I’m running?”, Senthil looked down at him, then at me. “You people think you can bring whores anytime to my hotel?”, he boomed, his face twisted in sick smile as he looked at my breasts. I heard Manisha slowly starting to sob, she had her left hand on her right arm where the old security guard was still holding on to her tightly.

The old security guard sneered towards Rahul. “I know who this boy is, Senthil sir.”, he sneered. 

Senthil looked back at Rahul. 

“He is Kandaswamy’s son. The rich man who owns several convenient stores around the village.”, he continued, his eyes still were focused on Rahul’s hands are.

Senthil looked like he was in deep thought for a while. 

“You rich little punk!”, Senthil sneered at him, his bald head shining under the room lights. Senthil slowly adjusted his think glasses to look at Manisha and me. “First you bring your little slutty girlfriend here, and now another bitch?!.”, he pointed at me. 

“No…no…uncle….it’s not like that.”, Rahul whimpered softly. “They are my friends.”

Manisha was looking down at her feet, holding back her tears. The fear of the situation was slowly creeping up to me as well, looking at these two men staring at us. It’s not like we were doing anything illegal, everyone here is of legal age. The typical Indian mentality of no sex before marriage was still adamant in the outskirts, and Senthil looked like he has seen an opportunity to make some money. 

“Stand up bastard!”, Senthil growled at him. Rahul didn’t budge. 

“Uncle…my jeans ...please.”, Rahul looked up at him. 

“It is down because she was sucking your cock, wasn’t she?.”, he glanced at Manisha who still had her head looking down at the floor. She had let go of the old security guards’ hand, who still had a firm grip of her arm. 

“Are you deaf boy?”, he said again. “I said stand up!”. I heard the security guard chuckle. 

Rahul let his right had go, pushing his body slowly up to a standing position. He was trying to keep his balance as his jeans and underwear were still wrapped up around his feet. Rahul finally managed to stand up in front of Senthil. The hotel manager was at least a foot taller than him, towering scarily over Rahul. 

“Ganesh, let that slut go.”, Senthil nodded his head towards the security guard as he repositioned himself, sitting down beside me to my left. Rahul stood directly in front of us, his face was pale. All three of us were afraid of what these men wanted to do with us. Ganesh the old security guard flung Manisha onto the bed behind me, her long skirt lifted upwards, exposing her smooth light brown calf’s. Her head hit the pillow and she maintained at that position, burying her face, sobbing silently. I kept my head down, uncomfortable with Senthil’s body so close beside mine. 

Ganesh pulled up a chair from the window, and sat down facing the bed. He took a packet of his cheap cigarettes out of his chest pocket and lit one up, waiting for Senthil’s next move. 

“Is what he said true, boy?.”, Senthil asked, looking up at Rahul. 

“Is…is…what true…uncle?”, Rahul whimpered again.

“Your father, bastard. Is he rich?!”

“Yes…..”, Rahul said, barely a whisper. I looked over at Ganesh, who was seated down on the chair facing us with Rahul standing beside him. 

“So… you think you can come here and throw your money around?”, Senthil sneered at him. “You rich fucker’s think they can buy anything. How much are you paying these whores?!”

“They…they’re not…whores….uncle.They…they are my friends…”, Rahul said softly, looking at my scared face then at Manisha who was still crying into the pillow at the other end of the bed. 

“Must be nice to have friends that suck your cock eh boy?”, Ganesh laughed out loud, blowing out his cigarette smoke upwards towards Rahul’s face. 

“I wish I had friends like that too.”, Senthil chuckled. I felt his right hand on my back, placed right on my bra strap over my shirt. His touch was making me uncomfortable. “I haven’t gotten my cock sucked by a beautiful woman in a long time.”, he continued, laughing. Senthil took his hand off my back and placed it on my head, pushing the loose strands of hair back behind my ears.

“Move your hands, boy!.”, Ganesh suddenly said, his tone suddenly serious, he was leaning forward as he threw the cigarette bud onto the ground, putting it out with his shoes. 

“Uncle…uncle….please don’t.”, Rahul said softly, looking down at the old security guard. Manisha moved her body up, her back leaning against the bedrest. Dried tears on her cheeks, she looked visibly shaken. 

“You better listen to me bastard.”, Ganesh growled at him, “Or I am going to tear that bitch’s asshole.”, he pointed at Manisha, who’s face suddenly dropped as she whimpered softly. 

”Please….please…don’t hurt me…”, she begged him.

**End of Part 18.**

[B1ryani]

**Part 19.**

“Rahul…Rahul….just listen to him.”, I said softly, afraid that Ganesh will hurt Manisha. 

Rahul slowly moved his hands to his sides, his face sunken as he looked down at his pubic area. His cock head had shrunk back into its thick foreskin, peeking out from between the pubic hair, barely an inch or so. 

“Fucking pathetic.”, Senthil said, looking at Rahul’s cock. Ganesh laughed out loud beside him. “Did you think you were going to fuck these two whores with that?”, Senthil asked, looking up at Rahul, who face was now red with shame. 

“What a cute cock you have boy.”, Ganesh said softly. He slowly reached out his old dark wrinkly hand, the thumb and forefinger holding onto Rahul’s foreskin. He pulled it back, exposing the little pink mushroom head towards Senthil and me. 

Senthil ignored Ganesh’s fondling of Rahul’s cock, looking back up at him. “What would your father think of you, boy?”, Senthil sneered at him. “His son fucking whores in my little hotel.”

“Uncle…no…uncle, it’s not like that at all.”, his eyes widening up at the mention of his father. He looked scared shitless. Ganesh slowly started to rub the little cock, pulling and pushing the foreskin up and down. 

“What if I told people in the village about your activities?”, Senthil said softly, threateningly. “Who would your parents marry you off to?”

“Uncle…uncle…please don’t.”, Rahul started pleading, putting his hands together towards Senthil and me. I kept quiet, at a loss of words of what to say in this situation. Senthil had his hand placed on my back again. I could hear Manisha sobbing softly from behind me. 

“Which slut did you intend to fuck first?.”, Senthil continued to torture him,”That one?”, he pointed at the crying Manisha, “Or this one?. This one has a bigger pair of tits.”, he sneered. His right hand moved from my back, grabbing my right breast over the shirt, pressing down on it hard. 

“Owwww…”, I shouted out, surprised at the sudden hand grabbing my breast. Fuck. That hurt. What should I do? I have never been this scared before in my life. 

Senthil looked at me, his face close to my left ear. “Take off your shirt…”, he whispered. 

“Uncle…please…”, Rahul begged him again, his eyes darting between Senthil’s face and mine. The old security guard hands had stopped moving, he had Rahul’s cock head pinched between his fingers, I could see it choking bulging outwards. 

“Take it off slut….”, he said again, looking at me. I slowly pulled my top off over my head and placed it behind me. I could feel a tear exiting my eye. For the first time, I was afraid for my life and for my friends. What was supposed to be a chill afternoon is now turning into a nightmare. I immediately put both my hands over my bra, pushing my breast onto my chest, hunching over to hide my body from the eyes of all the men in the room.

“Ooooowahhhh…. amazing tit’s that slut has, Senthil sir.”, Ganesh said, he pinched Rahul’s cock head, the pink mushroom building out. I could tell Rahul’s cock was growing slightly. “This little cock is getting excited.”, he chuckled 

“This is what you are going to do, boy.”, Senthil said, looking Rahul directly into his eyes. Manisha remained quiet behind us. I was listening to every word, still covering my breasts over my bra. “You are going to call your father….”

“Uncle…no…no …. please….”, Rahul begged again.

“Shut the fuck up bastard. You are going to call your father and have him deliver 5 Lakh to me and Ganesh here.”, Senthil said, smiling slightly.

Rahul’s face dropped, the fear in his eyes apparent. Senthil wanted an absurd amount of money. I don’t think even Rahul’s family would be able to afford it. 

“5 Lakh each.”, Senthil continued, smiling slyly at Rahul. Ganesh’s eyes lit up at the thought of the money coming to him.

“Uncle… please…. My father…. My father will kill me….”, he said, tears now streaming down his face. 

Senthil stood up, looking Rahul straight in the eyes. “I want the money, you little shit.”, he boomed. His eyes stared angrily at Rahul behind his thick glasses. 

“I…I can’t…. please….don’t do this….”,Rahul was crying hard, trying to choke out the words. 

“It’s simple.”, Senthil whispered softly at him, but everyone in the room could still hear every word he said. “I won’t hurt you, although I can’t guarantee Ganesh here, he likes both boys and girls.”, he sneered slightly, enjoying the torment he was inflicting towards Rahul. He slowly walked towards the side of the bed beside Manisha. Her mouth was open, her eyes wide with horror but no sound escaped her. I was rooted in my spot, too afraid to move. 

Senthil reached out, gripping Manisha’s hair, pulling her towards the other end of the bed beside me. 

“AHHHHHHH…please….please….AHHHHHHhhh….”, Manisha screamed, the pain from her hair being pulled must be burning her scalp. Senthil let go of her as she fell beside me, panting hard, I could hear sobs escaping her mouth. 

“These two sluts will belong to me from now on…”, he said, sitting back down. This time beside Manisha who was in between us. Her whimpering was getting louder. My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest. “I will make them my in-house hotel prostitutes.”, he laughed out loud as he said it. 

“Uncle… no…. please don’t ….Please….I… I..will find the money….”, Rahul begged him, looking at Manisha and me. 

“Call your father….”, Senthil looked at him, Senthil slowly placed his left hand on Manisha’s leg.

“I will do anything …. Anything …. Please uncle….Not my father… please.”, his pleading turned to sobbing.

Senthil looked at Manisha as his hand slowly crept up under her skirt,“Take off your panties..”

**End of Part 19.**

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**Part 20**

“If you don’t want anything to happen to this bitch...”, Senthil said slowly, emphasizing every word, “Get me my money….”. his slowly pushed Manisha’s long skirt up to her knees, exposing her long legs and thighs to everyone in the room. Manisha was looking down, I could still see tears rolling down from her cheeks, her hands holding down her skirt between her legs, trying to cover her panties. 

“Uncle.. uncle…please don’t hurt us…”, I whimpered at him, reaching out to grab his hand off Manisha’s leg. 

Senthil looked up at me as his arm swung towards me, slapping me hard across the face. 

PAPPPP!!!

The sound echoed inside the room as I felt a sharp pain shoot up from my left cheek. My whole body twisted from the force of the slap as I let out a gasp of surprise. I could feel my face stinging from the pain, my eyes starting to water again. 

“Shut the fuck up.”, Senthil stared at me, his face twisted in anger. “One more sound and you will be next.”

I looked down, avoiding his gaze. From the sides of my eye, I saw Ganesh still playing with Rahul’s now flaccid cock, he cupped Rahul’s balls, gently squeezing the sack, playing with the testes. He had a smile on his sickening old face as he gripped Rahul’s balls with his hand. I could see the discomfort on Rahul’s face. He had stopped crying now, his arms swung loosely on his sides, the jeans and underwear still down at his feet. 

Senthil watched Ganesh’s hand for a little while, then looked at Rahul’s face. “So?...”

“Uncle… I will get you the money… please… please let them go….”, he replied softly, not looking at any of us in the face. 

Senthil smiled, he turned his face to Manisha. “Take it off…”.

Manisha’s face went cold, the fear in her eyes apparent as she looked at me then at Rahul.

“Rahul,please…please call him and get the money…”, Manisha pleaded softly, looking at him. Rahul kept his face down. I did not know what to say. I continued to cross my arms on my chest, trying to hide the view of my bra from Rahul, Senthil and Ganesh. 

Senthil right hand went in deeper under the skirt, “Looks like the little boy is too scared of his Appa”, Senthil smirked, “but confident that he could come here and fuck two whores.”, he continued. Manisha was still holding the skirt down between her legs, not allowing Senthil’s hands to move in deeper. “Take it off, bitch.”

“Please…don’t do this”, Manisha begged him.

“Ganesh.”

“Sir?”, Ganesh looked up at Senthil, releasing Rahul’s ball’s from his grip..

“Hold her arms…”, Senthil held onto Manisha’s legs, pushing it down into the mattress. Ganesh slowly stood up, walking along the side of the bed, close to Manisha’s head. 

“Come here, fucking randi.”, Ganesh sneered at her, watching her struggle as he grabbed both her arms, holding it tightly over her head. He turned towards Rahul, then at me. “You better not move.”, he said menacingly, threatening us. Manisha continued to struggle, twisting and turning her body. I felt helpless and desperate. Rahul continued to stand there, his head bowed down, but his eyes watching the two men hold Manisha down on the bed. 

Senthil got between Manisha’s legs, using his knees to keep her legs wide apart as he grabbed the waist band of her skirt, pulling it off from under her feet. 

“No…no…no…. please.”, Manisha started crying again as her red panties came into our view. 

“Bring her up Ganesh.”, Senthil boomed at the old security guard. Ganesh pulled her arms upwards as her body followed the motion. Manisha was now on her knees on the bed, her legs pushed together, trying to hide her panties. Ganesh had her arms over her head, her sweaty smooth clean-shaven armpit exposed to us thanks to the sleeveless shirt she was wearing. 

Senthil placed his right hand in between her thighs, forcing his way up between her legs until he had her pussy mound in the palm of his hand. 

“Hmm…what are you hiding in here?”, He said jokingly, his thumb and fingers gripping her pussy tightly over the red panties. “You! Bastard!”, Senthil shouted at Rahul. “You brought this upon your friends. Take off your clothes off and stand in the corner.”, he sneered at him, enjoying watching Rahul’s suffering. Rahul’s followed his every command, slipping his jeans and underwear out from under his feet and taking off his shirt, leaving it in a pile on the floor. He covered his cock with his hands again, looking down in shame. 

“No…no…boy. Keep you hands by your side. I want to see your little cock.”. Ganesh chuckled from behind Manisha, still holding onto her wrists tightly. Rahul slowly slid his hands back to his sides, his entire cock head hidden inside the foreskin. 

“How many times have you played with this pussy?”, Senthil asked him, looking up. The palm of his right hand cupping Manisha’s panties, pulling the thin red cloth. 

“Ne..never…”, he whispered. 

“Fucking liar. What about her?”, Senthil nodded towards me. 

“No..no… never…”. Rahul said softly, avoiding my eyes. 

“My god, bastard. Have you even seen a pussy before?”, Senthil said as both Ganesh and him laughed loudly. I glanced up for a minute to look at Senthil’s face. The fucking pervert had a sick smile spread across his lips, thoroughly enjoying this moment.  

“No.. no..uncle…never..”

Senthil’s eyes caught mine. Fuck. My heart suddenly dropped. “You. Take off your bra.”

**End of Part 20.**

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**Part 21.**

Fuck. 

“Come on. The poor boy is waiting.”, Senthil laughed at me. “Show us those big tits of yours.”, he cooed at me. His fingers were resting on Manisha’s panties. She had stopped moving now, her arms numb from being held up by Ganesh. Her legs were spread open in a squatting position on the bed. I could see Senthil’s right index finger slowly tracing the little bump outlining her pussy lips. 

Rahul looked at me in horror, shock plastered across his face. “Shanti..”, he said softly. “I’m sorry…”

“Take it off, slut!”, Senthil shouted at me, “I want to teach all of you a lesson! Don’t fuck with me.”. He lifted his left hand at me, about to plant another slap to my face.  

I slowly reach behind, looking for the hook. My mind was blank, I felt like my body was moving on autopilot as I unclasped the bra, letting it fall onto my lap. I immediately placed my hands back up on my chest, covering as much of my breasts as I possibly could. 

“Areyyy… why are you covering, ma?”, the old security guard asked me mockingly, smiling widely, looking at my chest. “We are all friends here, correct Senthil sir? he said sarcastically. 

“Correct Ganesh.”, Senthil agreed, his left hand adjusting his thick glasses to look at me properly. “Correct, if that bastard gets to see those big tits, so can we.”, he pointed at Rahul, who was hanging his head down. His cock twitched when he heard Senthil say big tits. 

“Uncle…please…. don’t hurt us…”, Manisha pleaded softly at Senthil, looking up at him. I could see her thighs and legs shivering. She was scared. Senthil looked at her, smiling slightly. His fingers slowly caressing her panty line. 

“Go. Stand beside him.”, Senthil said to me, nodding his head towards Rahul. 

I slowly got off the bed, clutching my breasts, and stood beside Rahul. Manisha was looking at me her eyes wide open, the fear imminent. Her eyes were puffy and red, dry tears decorated her cheeks.

“Move your hands. Let me see.”, Senthil said, looking at me. Ganesh had let go of Manisha’s wrists; he was slowly stroking her head. His old oily hand running through her long hair. His gaze focused on Rahul and me. 

“Uncle… “. I said, looking at Senthil, then at Ganesh, trying to plead to them to stop. 

“Don’t waste my time.”, Senthil glared at me. “Move your hands.”. I remembered the hard slap he had given me and how much it had hurt. I slowly moved my hands down, displaying my breasts to everyone in the room. I could feel everyone looking at me as my nipples started to harden in front of their eyes.

“Hmmph. Fantastic pair of tits.”, Ganesh drooled, his eyes aimed at my nipples. “Nice big nipples. I want to bite them.”, he chuckled at me, making biting motions with his mouth. 

“Mwahhh. Beautiful. Don’t you think so, boy?.”, Senthil asked Rahul, who was trying his hardest to avoid looking at my chest.  

“Sir…sir…Senthil sir……”, Ganesh called out excitedly. “The little cock is growing.”, the old security guard burst out laughing. I slowly turned my head, looking at Rahul’s cock from the side of my eye. It had indeed grown a little bit, the pink cock head was slowly pushing its way out of his foreskin. Senthil started to laugh as well looking at Rahul’s uncomfortable situation. 

“Your friend has a nice big pair of tits.”, he sneered, now looking at Manisha, who was looking down, wanting to avoid looking at me as well. “What about you?”, he laughed as he took his right hand off her panty and started to grab her breasts over her top, squeezing it hard. I could hear gasps of pain escape her mouth as she looked the other way, avoiding his face. “Not as big, but still very nice.”, he said softly. Ganesh was smiling, looking at Senthil groping Manisha. 

“Take off your pants. I want to see your pussy.”, Ganesh let go of Manisha’s hair, coming back towards the front of the bed and sat down in front of us. He made sure to sit at the edge, so that he wasn’t blocking Senthil and Manisha’s view of Rahul and me. Rahul stood just beside where Ganesh was sitting, and me standing further to his left.  

“Come… faster…”, Ganesh pointed at my pants. “Take it off.”. He took out another cigarette from his pocket and lit it up, smiling up at Rahul who was struggling to contain his erection. Ganesh took a deep drag off his cigarette and blew the smoke out towards Rahul’s pubic area, laughing as the cock twitched in his face. I was trying to hold back my tears from humiliation the three of us were a part off going through in front of the two men. I did not know if Senthil and Ganesh would have let us go even if Rahul had called his father and asked for the cash. 

“What are you waiting for, randi?”, Ganesh raised his voice, irritated with my slow reactions. He pushed Rahul back, and grabbed me by waist of my pants, pulling me towards him. “Hmmmm…..”, he moaned softly as I left his old hands slowly grab my breasts, pushing them together, trying to make my nipples touch each other, ”Wahhh… so big. This cow can feed the whole village, Senthil sir.”, he laughed out loud as his thumbs and index fingers grabbed both my nipples, pulling them towards him roughly. Senthil chuckled at Ganesh’s comment, watching him kneading and abusing my breasts.

“Owww…”, I gasped as I left my nipples being pinched, the dark brown nubs stretching. The old security guard continued to play with my tits, occasionally turning his head and looking at Rahul, watching for a reaction from him. Senthil continued to play with Manisha, his right hand went back between her legs, the middle finger running lines up and down her pussy lips over her panties. Manisha had dropped down backwards from her squatting position, her hands supporting her back upwards with her legs forcefully spread in front of Senthil. 

Ganesh bent forward, grabbing my entire left breast, pulling my body downwards towards his mouth. I could see his yellow and black teeth closely now as he bit down on my nipple, sucking hard on it. 

“Ahh..oww..aow…”, Fuck. There was no pleasure in his actions. The old man was rough, grinding his teeth on my nipple, biting down on it. He let go of my left breast, repeating the action on the right. I could see his dirty saliva and teeth marks around my areolas. 

“Leave some of that for me, Ganesh.”, Senthil teased him. “I’m scared you will bite those tits off before I get a chance.”, He laughed at me. Rahul stood silent behind us, watching everything. His cock now fully hard, all 4 and a half inches pointing towards me.

**End of Part 21.**

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**Part 22.**

Senthil looked at Rahul’s cock and laughed. “The fucker is hard. Is that all you have boy?”, He sneered at him. “What did you think you could do to these sluts with that little thing?”. Rahul kept his head down, afraid to look Senthil in the eye.

Ganesh let my breasts go, his oily old dark face smiling up at me, showcasing his disgusting teeth. “Take it off.”, he raised his eyebrow, moving his eyes down to my pants, gesturing me to remove it. 

“Please uncle… this is enough uncle… please…”, I hated him. I felt disgusted having his hands on my body. 

Ganesh reached out with his right hand, grabbing my sore left nipple and twisted it hard. My whole body turned downwards as I reached up and grabbed his hand, trying to push it off my breast. “AAaaaaaa…. Please…. It hurts….”., I started to tear. Fuck. It hurt so much. 

“Fucking slut.”, Ganesh looked into my eyes, his thumb and forefinger holding my nipple tightly, pinching it. “I won’t ask you again, randi.”. His eyes were bloodshot and red, a sick smile on his face. Senthil kept quiet, watching Ganesh and me. He had taken his hand off Manisha’s panties, immediately pushed her hands down between her legs, trying to block as much as she could from Senthil’s groping. 

I slowly pushed my track pants down to my feet, standing there in just my thin white panties. Rahul stood behind me, not knowing to do except to watch Ramesh degrading me. Ramesh reached up, pinching my pussy lips together over the panties. “What a fat pussy this bitch has.”, he commented softly, gripping my pussy lips, squeezing the soft tender meat. The old security guard was about to pull my panties down when Senthil stopped him abruptly. 

“Wait Ganesh, I know.”, Senthil suddenly said out loud, his eyes sparkling. ”We should let this bastard see his girlfriend’s pussy first, correct?”, he playfully slapped Manisha’s cheeks a few times. “Come bitch, show him what he’s missing.”, he smiled slyly. 

“No..no..no..no….please…uncle, don’t.”, Fear plastered across Manisha’s face upon the realization that the attention had gone back to her now. Ganesh let my panties go, turning around to look at the scene behind him, smiling widely. 

“Are you able to watch properly, boy?”, Senthil mocked him. Rahul kept quiet, looking down at his erect skinny cock. “Answer me bastard!”, Senthil shouted at him, his voice booming inside the small room. 

“Ye..yes…”, Rahul whimpered softly. 

“Look at me when you talk, boy.”, Senthil threatened, pushing his glasses back up his nose, glaring at Rahul. 

Rahul lifted his head up slowly, looking at Senthil, then at Manisha’s scared face. “Yes... uncle.”.

“Good.”, he sneered, turning his attention back at Manisha. I stood there, in front of Ganesh in my panties. My mind was racing, trying to figure out an escape. Senthil grabbed her arm, pulling her forward towards the edge of the bed beside Ganesh. “Come here bitch.”, pushing her hands away to her sides. He grabbed her panties, pulling it down to her feet.

Manisha started sobbing hard, trying to take in deep breaths between sobs. “Stop uncle…please stop…”, she begged Senthil and Ganesh, trying to close her thighs from everyone’s view. 

Senthil grabbed both her legs, pushing it wide apart to expose Manisha’s pussy to Rahul and me. “Ooooowahhh, what a beautiful flower.”, he said, laughing slightly while looking between her legs. I couldn’t stop myself from looking up as well, my eyes locked onto Manisha’s beautiful light brown pussy that was spread open for everyone’s viewing pleasure. Her pussy lips were large and puffy, fitting snugly between her thighs. A little pink hood covered her clitoris, leading downwards to her thick and pink inner lips that stuck out from between her slit. Her pubic area and pussy lips had a minimal amount of thin fine pubic hair growing out of it. Her last shave must have been very recent. 

My gaze was transfixed between her thighs, as Senthil kept her legs spread in front of Rahul and me. Manisha was crying, covering her face with her hands. 

“Take off her top Ganesh.”, 

The old security guard reached out towards her sleeveless top, trying to pull it off over her head. “Move your hands slut.”. Her arms were blocking him from lifting her shirt up. “Hurry up and move.”, he said frustratedly as he wanted to strip her naked as fast as possible. He pulled her left hand down and gave Manisha’s face a hard slap. 

PAPPPP!!!. The sound of his slap to Manisha’s face rang in my ears. 

“Stop it! Stop it! Pleaseeee…..”, I couldn’t take it. Before I could stop myself, I reached out trying to stop Ganesh from removing her top. 

Ganesh pushed my hands away roughly.” Don’t worry bitch, you will be next…”, he smiled at me. He turned back around, pulling Manisha’s top off over her head, then reaching out behind her and tearing her bra off. He threw the clothes down to the floor, looking at Manisha’s naked body in front of us. Even Senthil was mesmerized, stopping for a moment to take in the sight in front of him. I could hear Rahul trying to hold back his tears behind me. Manisha looked like she had given up all hope, subjecting her body to the eyes of everyone in room, her right hand holding onto the cheek that Ganesh had slapped her. 

“Wow”, Senthil said softly, staring at the two dark pink nipples that laid on her chest. Manisha’s breasts weren’t as big as mine, probably a size or two smaller but they were firm. Her areolas were medium sized, with two small soft nipples poking out slightly from them. 

“How is it boy?”, Senthil looked up at Rahul, teasing him. “Doesn’t your girlfriend look beautiful without any clothes on?”. He teased as Ganesh laughed loudly watching Rahul’s face. 

“His little cock agrees, Senthil sir.”, He pointed out at Rahul’s erection, chuckling softly. 

“Come up.”, Senthil pulled Manisha upwards, her back arched as she used her hands to support herself, her long hair dbangd down her face down to her breasts, covering her nipples slightly. Her legs remained spread on the bed, with Senthil holding her right thigh down.

**End of Part 22.**

[B1ryani]

**Part 23.**

“How does it feel, boy?”, Senthil looked at Rahul, who was covering his face with his hands, trying to hide his face, “Do you like watching me play with your girlfriend?” . I saw his right hand slowly move down Manisha’s right inner thigh, the tip of his index finger slowly grazing against the fine hair on Manisha’s pussy lips. 

“You could have just given us the money and avoided all this…”, Senthil said softly, paying close attention to Manisha’s puffy pussy lips, his fingers playing with the fine hair, pulling it gently. “Are you going to call your father now?”. Manisha’s legs were trembling, she was very scared of Senthil and Ganesh. I could see the goosebumps on her skin as her legs shook from Senthil’s touch.

Rahul remained quiet as Senthil and Ganesh looked at him, waiting for an answer.

“Listen here boy, we wont hurt your friends unless yo…. ah?.”, Senthil stopped halfway, “What the fuck….?”.

Ganesh turned his head towards Senthil, then looked down between Manisha’s legs. 

A little stream of translucent water was slowly trickling out of Manisha’s pink pussy hole. Fuck. She couldn’t help herself; she had been holding in for some time. Senthil’s touch had triggered her reaction. I started to cry looking at her position on the bed. The pressure of her piss was slowly starting to increase, spraying onto the bed and floor as she started to sob again, trying to hide her face. She was helpless in this situation. 

“The fucking bitch is pissing on the bed.”. Senthil said loudly as Ganesh face twisted into a smile as he watched Manisha’s pussy putting on a show. Little sprays of her pee was hitting Senthil, Ganesh and me.  

PAPPP!!, I heard a slapping sound again. My mouth hung open as I watched Senthil slap Manisha’s pussy lips, spraying her piss everywhere. 

“Owww… pleaseee… uncle…. pleasee…”, She started to cry hard. All four pairs of eyes were on her pissing pussy.

“Who the fuck is going to clean this, bitch?”, Senthil shouted angrily as Ganesh looked on, amused at what was going on beside him. I covered my hand over my mouth, trying to hold back my tears watching her abuse. 

PAPPPP!! Senthil slapped her pussy again. I felt little droplets of piss hit my thigh and legs. PAPPP!!! PAPPPPP!!! Senthil continued to slap her pussy lips as the flow of piss exiting her little hole started to slow down. 

“You pissed all over my clothes, you little bitch.”. PAPPP!!! He slapped her pussy one last time, then using both hands to grab her thick pink labia skin, spreading her pussy wide open to all of us. Senthil stared into her little pink hole, smiling. Her thighs and legs were wet, there was a large patch of water under her bum and on the floor in front of me. Her brown puffy pussy lips had turned bright red. I could barely make out the imprint of Senthil’s hand on her pubic area. 

“Fucking slut. You will pay for this.”, Senthil said, sneering at me. “You, clean her up!”. He let go of Manisha’s inner lips and got off the bed. Standing up in front of me, wiping off the piss stains on his shirt and pants. 

I backed up slowly, bumping into Rahul who was standing behind me. His face twisted in horror looking at Manisha’s condition on the bed. She was lying down flat on her back, both her hands covering her face in shame, trying to hide her loud sobbing. Her legs were spread wide open, her sore red pussy lips were rested, spread a little apart from Senthil’s pulling just now. Her butt and feet were resting on the wet mattress. Ganesh remained quiet. He still sat on the edge of the front of the bed but turned around to look at Manisha. 

I slowly turned around, wanting to go into the bathroom to get a towel to wipe Manisha when I felt a hand grab my right wrist.

“Where are you going?”, Senthil asked, the look of puzzlement on his face. He had unbuttoned his shirt, his hairy chest and little stomach peeked out from between the shirt.

“To the bathroom uncle….”, I said softly, looking back at Manisha on the bed,” To take a towel.”. In my mind, I honestly doubted this dingy place even provided towels. 

“What?”, Senthil chuckled softly. “No. No. No. I asked you to clean her.”, he emphasized on the you, staring at me, smiling widely now. 

“I don’t…I don’t understand…”, what was he saying? My mind was trying to figure out what he wanted me to do when I felt him grab me by the hair. 

“AHHHooowww….”, my scalp burnt as Senthil pulled me head down towards the bed. Ganesh was standing up now, unbuckling his pants in beside Rahul who was standing there like a statue, his cock now semi flaccid looking at his girlfriend on the bed. 

Senthil pushed me down onto the bed headfirst. I faceplanted between Manisha’s legs, my forehead hitting Manisha’s left thigh. Her body moved in shock as she lifted her head to look down between her legs. To her horror, she found me there, my cheek resting on her wet thigh. Senthil continued to hold onto my head, guiding it upwards towards Manisha’s pussy. The faint smell of pee was hitting my nostrils as my head got closer to her pussy lips. 

“No…no…Shanti….”, She said softly, moving her hands to cover herself from me. She stopped when Senthil turned his head towards her, scaring her into leaving her arms down by her side. 

“Clean her.”, Senthil said softly, holding my head down between Manisha’s thighs. “Use your tongue.”, he whispered into my ears. 

“I’m…. I’m sorry Shanti….”, I looked up at her face to see her staring down at me, her eyes tearing.

Senthil let my head go, expecting me to perform as per his request. He grabbed my waist, bringing my body upwards into a doggy position, my pussy and ass facing Rahul and Ganesh. I still had my white panties on, for now, I thought to myself. I knew where this was going as I cursed our luck. My breasts and nipples getting wet as they rested on Manisha’s piss-stained bedsheet.  

I slowly brought my face close to Manisha’s pussy lips, my nose resting on her fine wet pubic hair. The smell of her piss wasn’t so bad. I was very grateful that Manisha had a habit of constantly drinking water. 

“Hurry up. Clean the randi’s pussy.”. I heard Ganesh comment behind me as he stood in his dirty white singlet and underwear. I could hear Senthil unzipping his pants, staring at my panty covered ass cheeks. 

I stuck my tongue out, gently giving her left thigh a lick as I felt her body shudder. I closed my eyes, slowly letting my tongue slide along her warm inner thighs, cleaning up the little droplets on her skin. I automatically used my hands to push her legs wider apart as I started to kiss her warm pussy lips, gently sucking on the puffy skin. 

I heard a gasp escape from Manisha as I worked my mouth. A soft moan followed after. 

“She seems to be enjoying it. Make sure you clean her well”, Senthil commented, looking at Manisha. I could feel a pair of hands on my ass, slowly pulling my panties down to my thighs. 

“Wahhh. What a lucky day, Senthil sir.”, Ganesh commented. Fuck. It was him behind me. “Look at this.”, he said softly as he grabbed both my ass cheeks, slowly spreading it apart. My fat pussy lips and asshole now on full display to all three men behind me.

**End of Part 23.**

[B1ryani]

**Part 24.**

I felt fingers slowly trace the outline of my pussy, gently pinching and playing with the smooth skin. “Wahhh... this randi has shaved for us, Senthil sir.”, Ganesh commented, using both his hands to pull the lips apart, showing off my clit and little pink pussy hole to Senthil and Rahul. 

My face was still buried in between Manisha’s legs, my tongue playing with her thick labia skin. I sucked on both her inner lips, nibbling on it gently with my teeth.  

THAPPP!!. I felt a hard slap on my left ass cheek. “Clean the hole.”, Senthil bend down behind me, whispering into my ear. His hand resting on my butt cheeks. Ganesh was still fiddling with my pussy behind me, his old bony finger sliding up and down my slit. He found my clit and gently used the tip of his finger to rub it. 

“Hmmmm....”, Manisha moaned softly as I let her labia go, letting my tongue slide downwards in between her slit to her pussy hole. I pushed her thighs open wider to give my face more access as the tip of my tongue entered her. Manisha’s body jerked upwards, thrusting her pussy into my face, trying to make my tongue on in deeper. Her eyes were closed, one hand covered her mouth, trying to hold back her moans.  

“She likes it, boy.”. Senthil said loudly, looking at Rahul. “Looks like your girlfriend is a lesbian now.”, he laughed out loud as Ganesh joined him.  

I ignored their insults, my attention focused on Manisha’s warm wet pussy. I let my tongue dig into her hole, them bought it out to lap her fat pussy lips, then sticking it back it. I was enjoying the feeling of the soft baby hair on the skin of her pussy on my tongue.  

THAPPPP!! Another spank, this time on my right butt cheek. “Areeewaaaa, what a nice ass you have, bitch.”, Senthil got up and stood beside Ganesh. “Spread it again Ganesh, I want to see her asshole.”   

Ganesh stopped playing with my pussy and followed Senthil’s instructions, spreading my butt cheeks wide open towards Senthil and Rahul again. “Look at that.”, he clapped his hands mockingly, looking at my anus clench and release. “it’s talking to us, saying come fuck me.”, he laughed out loud at his own joke. Ganesh chuckled softly as Rahul remained quiet, staring at both my holes.  

“Come here, boy.”, Ganesh called Rahul. Senthil got on the bed as well, going close to Manisha’s head as she looked at him with fearful eyes. He was naked from the waist down; his formal shirt was unbuttoned with his small tummy sticking out. Senthil’s black cock was rock hard, looked to be about 6 or more inches. His thin foreskin was pulled back, exposing its purple head. It didn’t look as thick as Mr Arul’s, I thought to myself as Senthil moved past me, his long dangling balls hitting his thighs as he made his way towards Manisha’s head. 

“Which hole do you want?”, I heard Ganesh ask Rahul behind me, his hands were still spreading my ass open. 

“No.... I can’t.”, Rahul said softly. 

“Can’t what?” 

“She’s my friend... uncle...”, he said softly. Senthil stopped behind Manisha’s face, positioning his thighs between her head. I could see Manisha staring up at him, his saggy ball sack barely an inch above her nose. He was watching Ganesh and Rahul with a smile on his face.   

“Your friend?”, Ganesh laughed out loud. “You cock is hard looking at her.”. He let go of my butt cheeks, looking down at Rahul’s erection. “I know you want to fuck, don’t you?.”, the old security sneered at him, his right hand grabbing the base of Rahul’s cock, gently stroking it. “Don’t lie to me, boy.” 

I continued to play with Manisha’s pussy with my tongue, but my ears were picking up everything that was going on behind me. I looked up slowly to see Manisha’s face. Her mouth was forced tight as Senthil was rubbing the tip of his purple cock head over her pink lips. 

Ganesh gripped the tip of Rahul’s cock, pinching the pink cock head. A droplet of his creamy precum exited the little pee hole. “Hmmmm...you want to fuck this randi, don’t you boy?”, he teased Rahul, using his finger to take the precum and placed it in his disgusting mouth. “Hmmm...Come on, give her a kiss.”. The old security gently started to stroke Rahul’s cock again, his thumb playing with the pee hole, spreading the slimy juice all around Rahul’s cock head.  

“Wha...what..?.” Rahul stammered, obviously showing his discomfort at Ganesh playing with his cock.  

Ganesh pointed to me with his free hand. “Kiss her.” 

Senthil held Manisha’s jaw, holding it open roughly as he forced his cock into her mouth. “Don’t you dare bite it, slut.”, He said softly to her in a menacing voice, pushing the entire length of his cock meat into her mouth. His dangling hairy ball sack resting on her nose. I could see her struggling to contain the cock in her mouth, suffocating slightly with her face buried between Senthil’s thighs. Senthil’s eyes rolled up as he slowly started to throat fuck Manisha. 

“MMMPhh...mmmhhphhhh...”. I could hear Manisha struggling to breathe with her pink lips wrapped around the base of his shaft. I had already licked clean the little droplets of her pee from her thighs and pussy, but continued to kiss and play with her. I slid my tongue out of her pink hole, following the wet slit up towards her clit, gently sucking on it.  

“Are you deaf bastard?.”, Ganesh grabbed Rahul’s shaft and squeezed it hard. 

“Oww.”, Rahul jerked up from the sudden pain.  

“I will tear off your little cock and feed it to the dogs, boy.”, Ganesh toyed with him. “I said kiss her.” 

“Yes... yes uncle...”, Rahul said meekly, trying to hold back his tears again as he slowly started to move onto the bed, wanting to kiss my face. I stopped sucking on Manisha’s hard clit. Wanting to give Rahul access to my lips so that Ganesh would stop abusing him.  

“Not her mouth, boy.”, Ganesh laughed. 

 
**End of Part 24.**

[B1ryani]

Nice update. Just noticed your stories revolve around old men and young girls. Any specific reason you want to write like this.

Yes. Personal fetish.old/young and a bit of rough/degrading sex. Also, I'm bored of all the regular couple stories that is usually written. Trying to find like minded individuals who share the same interest as me.

[B1ryani]

**Part 25.**

Ganesh chuckled softly at Rahul’s puzzled expression. He let go of Rahul’s cock, holding onto my ass cheeks and spread me wide open again, spitting into my open asshole. “Here.”, he said, as he placed his right index finger at the rim of my anus, slowly pushing it into the tight hole. “Hmmm... look at this, boy, it can slide in easily”, he commented as his finger went knuckle deep into me, digging into my anal walls.  

“Ahh, owww..”, I moaned in pain as my asshole was dry except for Ganesh’s saliva. I stopped licking Manisha’s clit, burying my face into her soft warm thigh as I tried to brace the pain coming from my rear.  

THAP!. Ganesh slapped my pussy with his left hand. I could feel the burn coming off my fat pussy lips. THAP! . He slapped it again, this time trying to push his middle finger into my tight asshole as well.    

“Ahh...Stop...it’s dry.”, I said loudly, holding in the stinging pain from my anus and from Ganesh slapping my pussy lips. He grabbed my pussy lips with his thumb and index finger, squeezing and pinching the meat together roughly. I could still hear Manisha gagging on Senthil’s cock as he kept thrusting his hips into her face.  

“You heard the whore...”, Ganesh laughed, “Come here.”. He pulled his fingers out of my anal cavity, grabbing Rahul’s head and pushing his face down between my butt cheeks. “Kiss it.”  

I felt Rahul’s nose buried inside my ass crack that was wet with Ganesh’s disgusting saliva, his mouth barely a centimeter away from my gaping butt hole. Rahul slowly adjusted his face, bringing his lips onto the entrance of my anus, giving it a kiss.  

Senthil and Ganesh laughed watching Rahul’s actions. Senthil had pulled his cock out from Manisha’s mouth as I heard her take in a deep breath.  

“Use your tongue, bastard.”, Senthil sneered at him, watching Rahul’s head disappear between my ass cheeks. I could feel his chin rubbing against the edge of my pussy lips as he pushed his face deeper into my ass crack, his wet slimy tongue trying to force its way into my anus.  

“Ahhh..fuckk...hmmm...”, I moaned softly, keeping my face buried between Manisha’s legs, enjoying Rahul’s tongue digging into my hole. Manisha’s looked down at me, slowly stroking my hair as Senthil and Ganesh looked on. They let Rahul eat my ass for a few more minutes then Ganesh pulled his head away from me.  

“Did you like that boy?”, Ganesh asked him jokingly, “Did you like eating her shithole?” 

“yes...yes uncle.”, Rahul said softly, keeping his eyes down.  

“Your cock is so hard, I’m sure you want to stick it inside her, don’t you?”. Ganesh reached behind Rahul, grabbing his ass, his middle finger buried deep between his ass crack.  

“Stop wasting your time with him, Ganesh.”, Senthil boomed, watching the old security guard poking Rahul’s anus.  

“A hole is a hole, Senthil sir.”, Ganesh laughed out loud, taking his hand off Rahul’s bum.  

Senthil squatted down on his knees between Manisha’s face, lowering his saggy ball sack into her mouth. “Open up bitch.”. Manisha knew better than to resist as she slowly opened her mouth, allowing him to dip his hairy testicles into her. “Slowly suck on it.”, he said softly. Manisha’s nose was hitting Senthil’s asshole as she closed her eyes, slowly suckling his ball sack. 

“You. Come here.”, Senthil smiled while looking at me, his right hand slowly stroking his hard cock, the purple head glistening under the light with Manisha’s saliva. Senthil was pointing his cock towards me like he was offering a street dog food, making come here motions with his hand.  

I slowly moved my body upwards, crawling on top of Manisha. I could feel my hard nipples brushing against her stomach as I made my way towards Senthil’s cock. Manisha’s head was at a 180-degree angle, struggling to keep Senthil’s sack in her mouth, I could see tears from her eyes. I continued to move on top of her, using my elbow and knees as support to not crush Manisha, my heavy breasts rested on Manisha’s chest as I bent lower, slowly taking Senthil’s purple cock head into my mouth.  

From the back, Ganesh and Rahul had a great view of both our pussies together, with me stacked on top of Manisha, my butt hole aimed towards the ceiling.  

“What a view.”, The old security guard whispered, looking at us. I gently bit down on Senthil’s purple mushroom head, holding it with my teeth as I let my tongue tease his pee hole. I adjusted my body, slowly lowering my hips onto Manisha’s, my dark fat pussy lips resting on her soft brown puffy lips.  

“Hmmm....”, Senthil moaned softly as he had both of us working on his cock and balls, he slowly reached under me, grabbing my left breast, trying to rub my nipple against Manisha’s. I could feel her body jerk as our hard nipple’s rubbed against each other.  

Behind me, Ganesh had lowered down his underwear. From the side of my eyes, I could barely make out his old black cock dangling downwards between his legs. For an old skinny man, his cock was really thick, even while it was semi erect. I could see Rahul’s face change as he saw Ganesh’s thick black meat making it way towards me.  

I closed my eyes and focused on the cock in my mouth, slowly pushing it deeper.

“Thats the way, slut. You suck cock better than your friend here.”, he chuckled, lowering himself a little more, Manisha’s nose was buried in the entrance of his asshole, her hands gripping the wet bedsheets hard as she tried to breathe in through her mouth with his sack in it.  

I could feel movement behind me as Ganesh got on the bed and took his position in between our legs, his thick black cock resting in my ass crack. “Let me teach you how to treat whore’s, boy.”, he laughed out loud, looking at Rahul.  

Ganesh grabbed his cock, positioning it at the entrance of my pussy and slowly pushed his fat cock head into me. My eyes went wide with the sudden force of having his meat suddenly enter my little pussy hole. I could feel it stretching wide to accommodate Ganesh’s girth. Thankfully, I could take it, having experienced Mr Arul’s monster inside me as well.  

Thup!....Thup!....Thup!.... the sound of Ganesh’s thighs slamming into my butt cheeks started to echo inside the room. He grabbed my hips, holding me steady as he continued to ride me. Rahul stood on the side of the bed, watching us. His jaw hung open a little bit. I stopped sucking Senthil’s cock, just letting his shaft rest on my tongue as I tried to hold in the pain coming from between my legs.  

“Ahhh....This randi is tight, Senthil sir.”, Ganesh moaned as he continued to force his cock into me. Thup!..Thup!..Thup!..The sound of our flesh hitting each other getting louder and faster as he slowly increased his pace.  

Rahul stood there, watching us intently. His right hand holding on to the base of his hard cock, slowly stroking. His eyes wide, trying to take in the view of Manisha and me.  

“You like this, bastard?”, Senthil asked him mockingly. He grabbed my hair, pulling my head upwards with his cock in my mouth so that Rahul could see me clearly. “I’m going to fuck both your friends today. You can join us if you want.”, he laughed as he looked at Rahul’s little hard cock.  

“Mmmphhh...mmmph...”. I heard Manisha struggling to say something from between Senthil’s legs, still gagging on the saggy scrotum.  

“Right. I forgot this bitch is here. Hahaha.”, Senthil laughed and acted surprised as he looked down between his legs at Manisha. He slowly pulled his cock and balls out of our mouths and took a minute to watch the scene in front of him. Me lying down on top of Manisha with Ganesh behind us, drilling my pussy. Manisha looked up at me with her watery big brown eyes, watching my body move as I had no choice but to accept every hard thrust coming from Ganesh. Thup!Thup!Thup!. The sound continued.  

“I’m so sorry, Shanti.”, She whispered up towards me, a tear rolling down her cheek.

**End of Part 25.**

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**Part 26.**

My breasts were swinging with every hard thrust from Ganesh, my hard nipples brushing against hers. “hmm..ah..ahh..”, I moaned softly, my eyes locked into Manisha’s. My pussy was starting to accommodate Ganesh’s fat cock, and the feeling of pain was slowly turning into pleasure.  

Senthil reached out with his right hand, holding on to the back of my head, slowly pushing my face downwards towards Manisha’s. “Go on, kiss her.”, he said softly to me. “You already ate her pussy and cleaned her piss; this should be nothing for you.”, he said slyly while still stroking his cock, watching us both. 

Thup!Thup!Thup!. With my body still jerking upwards every time Ganesh pushed his shaft deep into me, I placed my mouth close to hers, slowly giving her lower lip a kiss.  

“You friends seem to have forgotten about you, boy.”, Ganesh said out loud from behind me. He had stopped moving, his cock still buried deep inside me, watching me kiss Manisha. I gently sucked on her lower lip as I felt her arms wrap around me, pulling me closer. The warmth of her skin made me forget the humiliation we were enduring in front of the two strangers in the room.  

Manisha started to kiss me back, her wet tongue slowly sliding into my mouth as I sucked on it. My breasts were pushed down to hers, our hard nipples occasionally rubbing against each other sending little jolts of pleasure.  

“Enough. You both seem to have forgotten us.”, Senthil said mockingly as Ganesh slid his thick cock out of my pussy. He grabbed my wrists, pulling me off Manisha and throwing me down onto the bed beside her. Both of us were lying down, our legs spread in front of Ganesh, with Rahul slowly stroking his cock. The poor boy was trying his hardest to hold back from cumming.  

Ganesh climbed on top me, his stinking breath hitting my nostrils as he grabbed both my breasts, pushing the meat together roughly, his fingers wrapped around my dark areolas with the nipple exposed to him. I could feel his fat cock poking my pussy, itching to enter me again. The old security guard opened his mouth, biting down on my left nipple hard, his fingers pulling the right nipple, twisting and tugging the hard nub.  

“Owhh..ahh..that hurts uncle...stop...”, I shouted out, using my hands to try and push his oily head away from my breasts. He bit down on my nipple, pulling it with his teeth. Fuck. It hurts so bad.  

Beside me, Senthil had pulled Manisha up, positioning her on her elbows and knees, her firm breasts and hard dark pink nipples resting on the wet mattress.  

“I’m going to fuck all your holes while your boyfriend watches, bitch.”, Senthil said out loud, making sure Rahul heard every word. He stopped holding his cock, trying to move towards the bed. 

“Don’t move boy.”, Ganesh took his mouth off my nipple, staring at Rahul. “One more step, and I will fuck your ass as well.”. Rahul’s face went dark with fear. He froze there, not knowing what to do. Manisha started to cry again hearing Senthil’s words.  

“Come here.” Senthil sneered at him. Rahul slowly walked towards Senthil, not knowing what to expect. Senthil pushed his two index fingers into Manisha’s tight pink asshole, pulling it wide open towards Rahul’s face.  

“AHHHHooww...please. That hurts..please.”, Manisha cried out, taken by complete surprise by Senthil’s actions. 

“Uncle...please...don’t hurt her...please.”, Rahul started to beg, looking at Manisha’s gaping asshole with Senthil’s fingers in it.  

“I will start with this little hole, boy.”, Senthil commented, smiling as he stared down into her anus.” Then this fat pussy.”, He took his fingers out of her asshole, then placed his right palm over Manisha’s juicy pussy lips, squeezing it.  

Rahul stood there, looking at Manisha with a sad look on his face. Ganesh in the meantime had managed to slide his thick cock inside me again as he buried his oily face into my neck, sucking on my skin. His hands pinning my wrists down onto the bed as he started to pump into me again.   

Senthil was squatting behind Manisha, positioning his purple cock head at the entrance of her anus. She had lowered her head into her hands, hiding her face to prepare for Senthil’s entry into her as Rahul looked on in horror.  

Thup!Thup!Thup! Ganesh continued to hold me down and plow my pussy. I turned my head to the side, looking at Manisha while trying to avoid looking at his face.  

“AHhhhh...”, Manisha cried out as Senthil pushed his cock head into her butt hole. Her hand found mine, squeezing tightly as he slowly pushed his meat deeper and deeper into her. “Fuck...it hurts...”, she was crying hard, her voice muffled as her face was buried into the piss-stained mattress.  

Senthil held onto her butt cheeks, pulling it apart to give himself more access, stopping when the base of his cock reached the entrance of the dry little hole. “Hmmmm...feels so good”, he groaned softly, looking at Rahul. “I can’t believe you didn’t fuck this bitch sooner, boy.”, he smiled.  

Rahul kept quiet, watching, his cock was hard again, a little bit of precum dripping out from his pee hole onto the floor.  

“You like watching?”. Senthil asked him, raising his eyebrow.  

Rahul remained quiet, his eyes watery.  

“Answer me bastard.”, Senthil snarled at him. “You like watching me fuck your little girlfriend?” 

“Yes...yes uncle...”, he answered softly. Avoiding Senthil’s gaze. 

Thup.Thup.Thup. “Hmmm..”Ganesh moaned as he pumped harder and harder, the fat cock inside me tensing as he held back his orgasm a little longer, enjoying how tight my pussy felt wrapped around his thick meat.  

Senthil slowly started to grind his hips, pulling and pushing his cock into Manisha. I could hear her groaning in pain and she continued to tightly hold onto my hand. Thap!...Thap!...Thap!...the sound of Senthil’s saggy ball sack hitting Manisha’s thick pussy lips started to echo inside the room together with Ganesh’s pounding of my pussy.  

“Ahhh...ahhh..hmmm.....”, the old security guard moaned loudly as I felt his thick cum starting to fill up my pussy. He slowly collapsed onto me, leaving his deflating cock buried inside my cum soaked hole. “Fuck. That was good.", he lifted his head, looking me in the eyes. I felt his now flaccid cock slowly slide out of me as gushes of cum slowly started to exit my pussy, dripping onto the bed.  

Ganesh pushed himself off me and got off the bed, leaving me there with my legs spread wide apart, my pussy soaked with his thick creamy goo. He went towards Rahul, holding his arm and pulled him between my legs. Rahul’s eyes widened as he stared into my dripping gaping pussy. 

“Go on. “, Ganesh chuckled watching Rahul’s shocked expression. He pointed at my pussy. “Clean her. I want to fuck this randi again.”, he smiled widely, his right hand slowly starting to stroke his slimy flaccid cock, trying to get hard again.  

 THAP! THAP! THAP! THAP! Senthil was not holding back, fucking Manisha’s ass hard, pushing his cock in as deep as he could into her anal cavity. She had stopped moaning, her head rested on her side, looking at me with tears rolling down her cheeks. Her beautiful lips were curled up as she continued to brace through the pain. THAP! THAP! THAP!, Her body jerking and moving with every thrust. 

“Hurry up boy.”, Ganesh shouted at Rahul. Rahul slowly got onto the bed, positioning his face in between my thighs, his eyes wide as he took in every single detail of my sore pussy. His curious expression turned to dread when he realized he was supposed to lick Ganesh’s cum off me. Rahul’s body was arched forward, his nose inches from my pussy lips with his ass sticking out towards the old security guard.  

Ganesh reached out and grabbed Rahul’s balls from between his legs, gently squeezing the sack. “Hmmm.....Maybe next, I will fuck you instead, boy.”, He smiled slyly, looking at Rahul’s exposed ass crack. 

Rahul looked up at me, fear spread across his face when he heard Ganesh’s words. I kept quiet, unsure of how to react or what to say to him. Rahul bent his head, moving his mouth close to my slit.  

“Thats it, lick my cum, boy.”, Ganesh laughed, still holding Rahul’s sack in the palm of his hand. Rahul slowly stuck his tongue out, taking a big chunk of Ganesh’s cum off my thigh. He grimaced in disgust as he forcefully swallowed it. “Does it taste good?”, Ganesh mocked him.  

"Yes uncle.”. Rahul replied him, barely a whisper. He opened his mouth, taking my entire left fat pussy lip into his mouth and sucked on the puffy flesh, using his tongue to clean the smooth skin. Fuck. It felt so good. I looked down between my legs, watching Rahul’s head working on my pussy. He repeated the process on my other pussy lip, gently sucking the dried cum off me. 

“Hmmm....”, a moan escaped me before I could stop myself.  

“Clean her pussy hole too, boy...”, Ganesh laughed, watching Rahul.

**End of Part 26.**

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why don't they make a video of what they are doing? it will usefull in the future.
again great update

Thank you. Yea. I was thinking of that but I already did the photo/video taking for Shanti with Mr Arul.

I'm honestly just going with the flow of the story,I haven't planned anything in regards to plot. Let's see how it goes. =)

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EACH UPDATE GOING WILDER N WILDER BRO.

KALAKUNGAL..
LOVED UR STORIES N AM A BIG FAN OF U

Thank you brother =)

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Thank you all for the support. The story will continue next week. Sorry for the delay. Have been busy.

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**Part 27.**

I felt Rahul’s tongue slowly make its way in-between my slit down towards the entrance of my cum filled pussy. He wrapped his lips around the hole, slowly sucking out Ganesh’s cum into his mouth.  

 “Hmmm..”, I closed my eyes, moaning softly as I felt his wet tongue enter my creamy pussy. “Ahhhh...fuck...don’t stop Rahul...”, I whispered to him. Ganesh watched us, slowly stroking his semi hard erection.  

Senthil stopped pounding Manisha. He suddenly reached forward and grabbed her hair, pulling her head upwards so she had a clear view of Rahul and me. “Look at your boyfriend.”, he said, the entire length of his cock was still buried deep inside Manisha’s asshole. “He loves eating your friend's pussy.”, he mocked her, laughing out loud.  

Rahul kept quiet, focusing his tongue on my pussy. Manisha’s looked at us, tired and humiliated. Her anus was burning and sore from the hard fucking Senthil was giving her little hole.  
 
“Why don’t you be my whore? My customers will love you.”, Senthil said, slowly stroking her hair. "I can make good money from you both.”, he said, looking at me as well. Rahul’s hands were slowly moving up my belly, his fingers searching for my hard nipples. He grabbed both nubs with his thumb and index fingers, very gently twisting and pulling them.  

“Mmmmmm...”, I kept my eyes closed. Rahul’s actions were causing my body to shiver slightly. Manisha’s grip of my hand was loosening. I could imagine how she must be feeling at the moment watching her boyfriend eat me before her. Senthil’s humiliating words hurting her even more.  
 
THAP!. Senthil pumped his cock into her ass again. THAP!..THAP!..THAP!THAP!. “You only deserve my cock, slut.”. Senthil smiled as he started pounding her again. Manisha was holding her upper body up with her elbows, her tits swinging to every thrust.  

Ganesh grabbed Rahul’s head, pulling him out from between my legs. His thick cock was hard again, the monstrous black head sticking out from his foreskin. He was smiling as he got on top of me again, repositioning himself. 

“Ganesh”, Senthil suddenly raised his voice. The old security guard looked up at him. “I want to try that bitch’s ass now”, he said, pulling his cock out of Manisha’s asshole. Her anus remained stretched open, gaping at the ceiling. He went near her ear, whispering. “Don’t worry. I’ll come back to you shortly.”, he smiled.  
 
“Yes, Senthil Sir.” Ganesh replied, getting off me. Senthil moved over towards me, looking at Rahul who was standing at the corner watching us, his cock was still hard, little traces of Ganesh’s dried cum on his lips and chin.  
 
“Don’t be shy.”, Senthil sneered at Rahul as he pulled my body upwards towards him, positioning me into the same doggy position as Manisha’s was. “You can play with your little cock if you want. I might even allow you to fuck whichever whore you want after we are done.", Senthil stared at him. 
 
Rahul remained quiet; he lowered his head. Not wanting to look at Senthil. 
 
“What should you say, boy?.”, Ganesh spoke out, as he walked around the bed frame towards Manisha. Her eyes were wide, looking at the thick black cock making its way towards her.  
 
Rahul looked up at Senthil timidly, “Tha...thank you uncle.”, he said softly, trying to avoid Senthil’s eyes as much as he could. Senthil let out a little laugh before turning his attention back at me.  
 
Senthil spread my butt cheeks open, staring at my exposed asshole. “Must be my lucky day.”, he smiled, adjusting himself behind me. I felt his cock head touch the entrance of my anus, slowly stretching my hole wider as he forced his meat into me.  
 
I gripped the bedsheet, holding it tightly to prepare for his entrance into my dry anus. Fuck. This is the third cock to enter my butt so far. “You’re not as tight as your friend over there.”, Senthil commented casually as his cock slowly slid into me, my anal walls filling up with his meat. “How many cocks have you taken up your ass?’, he laughed.  
 
In front of me, Ganesh pulled Manisha off the bed, throwing her body backwards down onto the bedroom floor. He stood in front of her, stroking his thick black cock, looking down at her scared face. “Open your mouth, randi.”, he smiled, looking at her body.  
 
Behind me, Senthil slowly started to push his cock deeper into my asshole until I felt his saggy ball sack resting on my pussy lips. “Oh fuck.”, Senthil moaned softly, he placed his hands on my hips, adjusting himself behind me. Rahul’s eyes were shifting between looking at Senthil’s cock buried inside my anus and Ganesh holding his cock out towards Manisha with a smile on his face.  
 
Manisha pushed her body upwards towards him, slowly wrapping her lips around Ganesh’s thick black cock head and started to suck. “Ahhhh...suck harder bitch.”, Ganesh moaned, his right hand holding the base of his cock while the left was holding her head. He held her by her hair and pushed his cock deeper into her mouth, making her gag.  
 
THAP!...THAP!...THAP!...Senthil slowly started to slam his hips into my buttcheeks, trying to make sure his cock goes in as deep as it can into my anus. “You feel so good slut. Has someone already loosened your asshole for me?”, Senthil chuckled slightly, moving his hips faster and faster. “Take it all in...”, he said loudly, his fingers digging onto my flesh as he pumped my ass vigorously.  
 
Ganesh was pulling Manisha’s hair hard, to a point where tears were rolling down her cheeks. She was choking on the thick black cock in her mouth, trying to gasp for air. “Mmmph...mmmmhmmm...”. I could hear her trying to shout out at Ganesh. He was slamming his hairy pubic area into her nose every time he pulled and pushed his cock down her throat.  
 
“Does it taste good, randi?”, Ganesh laughed. “I think there is still some of your friend's pussy juice on my cock. Suck it clean.”.  
 
THAP! THAP! THAP! THAP! Senthil was going hard on my ass, pounding to his heart's content. He has been going on for more than half an hour now, switching from Manisha’s ass to mine and still hard as a rock. Rahul was standing at the edge of the bed, his right hand holding onto his cock, watching us.  

“Come here bastard.”. Senthil called Rahul, looking at the small cock in his hand. Rahul came close to Senthil. “Put it in this slut’s mouth.”, he tapped my back, "Shouldn't be hard for her to suck that little cock.”, he chuckled. Ganesh laughed loudly hearing Senthil’s comment.  

Senthil stopped moving, waiting for Rahul to get on the bed and position himself in front of me. I lifted my head, and looked up at Rahul’s eyes as he got on his knees in front of me, his cock standing at attention in my face. “Suck on it, bitch.”, PAPPP!. Senthil slapped my ass hard.  

“Ahh..”, I shouted out, taken by surprise. My right butt cheek was stinging from the hard slap. Senthil’s cock remained hard sill buried inside my ass as I opened my mouth, taking Rahul’s pink cock head in my mouth.  
 
Ganesh pulled Manisha’s head off his cock, making her look at us. I was spit roasted between Rahul and Senthil, one cock in mouth and another in my ass. “Look at your friend sucking your boyfriend’s little cock.”, he said sarcastically. Manisha’s looked at us sadly from the floor. I was sucking on Rahul’s cock head hard, lapping my tongue all around the small mushroom head and teasing his pee hole.  

THAP!THAP!THAP! Senthil started again, every thrust pushing my body forward, making Rahul’s cock slide in deeper into my mouth.

**End of Part 27.**

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**Part 28.**

“MMphhhh...”, I moaned in surprise at how fast Rahul ejaculated into me, my teeth still gently biting down on the base of his cock, holding it in my mouth. He continued to fill up my mouth with his seed then collapsed backwards onto the bed, his cock now barely an inch as it went back into its thick foreskin.    
  
“Don’t swallow.”, Ganesh said out loud, watching me. “Get up, randi. Share your boyfriend’s cum with her.”. He grabbed her arm, pulling her upwards back onto the bed. “Go on... your friend is waiting. “, he laughed. I kept Rahul’s creamy cum inside my mouth, waiting for Manisha to come to me.     

Manisha slowly crawled towards me, her face was tired and sad. Rahul moved out of the way, giving Manisha space to get face to face with me. I watched as she crawled towards me on her hands and knees, her hair shriveled and messy, mouth most probably sore from having taken Ganesh’s thick black cock down her throat.   
 
She passionately kissed me on my lips, her wet tongue slowly entering my mouth, tasting Rahul’s thick cum. Manisha’s balanced herself upwards with her left hand, her right hand grabbed my swinging breast, her fingers slowly playing with my hard nipples. THAP!THAP!THAP! Senthil was pounding my pussy with no mercy as Manisha kissed me and played with my hanging breasts, gently rubbing and pulling my nipples downwards like she was milking a cow. 
 
Rahul continued to lie down on the side of the bed, his jaw was open slightly watching the sight of me and Manisha sharing his cum. He had one hand covering his soft cock.  
 
Ganesh got on the bed again, positioning himself behind Manisha, his thick black cock head resting between her ass cheeks. Ganesh held her down, roughly pushing his cock into her tight anus.  
 
Manisha stopped kissing me , her eyes were closed, face grimacing in pain as Ganesh forced his thick fat cock into her asshole. “Ahhhoowww....fuck...uncle..you’re too big...please...”, she cried out.  

“Shut the fuck up randi.”, Ganesh smiled. Behind me, Senthil was still fucking me harder and harder, pushing his cock as deep as he could into the depths of my pussy. Ganesh used his hands and spread Manisha’s butt cheeks apart, her little pink asshole trying its hardest to stretch itself to take in more of Ganesh’s meat. “I’m going to enjoy this hole.”, Ganesh smiled.  
 
Senthil was slowing down, his grip on my hips getting tighter. “Ahh..ahh.ahhh..Come on slut..”, Senthil moaned. THAP!THAP!THAP! His hips were smashing into my thighs with every thrust. “ahhhhh....fuckkkk”, Senthil moaned as he released his load deep inside my pussy. Shit. I hope I still had enough of Mr Arul’s pills at home, I prayed. I kept my lips closed tightly, waiting for Senthil to finish using me as his cum dump.  
 
“Ahhh...that was good...”, Senthil moaned as he pulled his cock out of me, letting his cum flow out of my pussy onto the wet mattress. He stumbled backwards towards the edge of the bed, slowly pushing himself off and standing up, watching his cum exit my sore pussy hole in thick creamy gushes. He smiled to himself, watching the end product of his abuse.  
 
I let my body fall down to its side on the bed beside Rahul, I was tired. We haven't had anything to eat since morning. My asshole and pussy were extremely sore from the pounding I had taken from Senthil and Ganesh. The white goo was slowly flowing out of my pussy hole, the strong taste of Rahul’s cum in my mouth which I had swallowed after Manisha stopped kissing me was making me want to vomit. Rahul placed his right hand on my back, gently rubbing it, trying to comfort me.  
 
Senthil walked over to the chair and sat down, crossing his leg over the knee. He took one of Ganesh’s cigarettes and lit one up, watching us on the bed. Ganesh was still positioned behind Manisha. He had managed to fit the entire length of his cock inside her while she had her face in her hands, crying hard from the pain.  
 
“I think we should get some food and drinks to celebrate this day.”. Senthil commented, smiling. “What do you think, Ganesh?” 
 
The old security guard’s face lit up, “Yes. Senthil sir. I agree.”, he replied Senthil as he slowly started to thrust his hip into Manisha. Senthil bent forward to take his pants off the floor, digging around for his phone.  

“Oooww...ahhh...it hurts uncle...”, Manisha groaned, her fingers gripping the wet bedsheets tightly. Ganesh slammed his cock into Manisha. THUPP! THUPP! THUPP!. I watched silently as his thick black cock went in and out of Manisha’s tight butt hole.  
 
“Ahhhhh..ahh...ahh....”, Ganesh moaned softly, holding onto Manisha tightly, sliding his cock in and out of her. I reached out and held Manisha’s hand, wrapping my fingers around hers. Her dark pink nipples and firm breasts swaying slightly as Ganesh thrusted his hips into her. Rahul watched silently as his girlfriend took the thick black cock into her anus.  
 
“Fuck the bitch hard, Ganesh.”, Senthil smiled, his hand holding onto the phone. He was seated with his legs spread a little, his cock resting between his thighs. He was enjoying the show.  

THUP!THUP!THUP! The loud sounds emitting from Manisha’s pounding echoed inside the room. Ganesh continued on for a few minutes, tearing Manisha’s little asshole apart “Ahh..ahhh....i’m going cum...”, he moaned loudly. Ganesh pulled his hard cock out of Manisha’s butt and pulled her body upwards.  

Ganesh held his cock by the base with his right hand, stroking hard. The left holding her jaw open as he pushed his cock deep into her mouth.  

“Mmphhh...”, Manisha’s eyes were wide open as she gagged on his thick cock, letting Ganesh unload his cum for the second time today, down her throat this time. Thick chunks of cum started to exit her lips as Ganesh slowly pulled his cock out, stroking it while watching her.  

“Make sure you drink everything, randi.”, he sneered at her. “I don’t want to see you waste my cum.”, he laughed as Manisha closed her eyes and swallowed. Manisha laid down on the bed beside me, sobbing silently to herself. Ganesh slowly stood up and sat in the chair beside Senthil, looking at us with a smile. 

“Call the kitchen and ask them to send us some food and a bottle.”, Senthil told Ganesh. The old security guard nodded, standing up to pick up his pants. “You, bastard.”, Senthil shouted at Rahul. “Come here.I don’t want you near my whores.”

**End of Part 28.**