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“Iske choot ka swaad kaisa hai?” Fahim asked Tejinder who was busy fucking my mouth.
“Jaise tumne pehle kabhi chakha na ho.” Tejinder replied smacking his lips. I didn’t know whether to take that as a compliment, whether to be proud or disgusted by that statement.
“Hmm…chodd se use.” Fahim ordered. Tejinder let go off me after a couple of more strokes.
“Chal uth ja” Fahim gestured me and I quietly complied.
Fahim laid down on the couch with his head resting up against the arm rest of the couch. Tejinder looked on with curiosity as he made himself a drink.
“Ab teri gand idhar la.” Fahim ordered me. I was confused for a second and didn’t respond so he grabbed my hand and pulled me over. He pulled me over him such that my knees were now next to his head and my vagina was directly above his mouth. I was in what they called a ‘69’ position with him.
“Chal ab choosna shuru kar.” Fahim ordered from under me.
I was looking back all this time, trying to figure out what was happening and when I looked ahead, his glistening, thick cock stood erect like a pole in front of me. I wrapped my hand around the shaft and the lowered my open mouth on it. My mouth engulfed and started pleasing his phallus.
I expected him to start licking me immediately but instead I felt his fingers pry open my vagina and probe it as if he had never seen one before. He ran his finger over my engorged clit, then the labia and the vulva before pushing it inside my hole. And then after he was done investigating, I felt his flat, raspy tongue on my clit.
“Mmmmppfff..” I groaned the moment I felt his tongue touch my clit and instinctively sucked him harder.
“Pehli baar aapko chut chatate dekha hai” Tejinder said sounding amused.
“Randiyo ke chut ko mooh lagata nahi main par iski chut..aha..ekdum perfect” Fahim replied.
“Haan Sahi kaha.” Tejinder said sipping on his drink.
Even if he confessed he wasn’t a fan of pussy licking, Fahim proved he knew how to. He lapped up my cunt as expertly as Tejinder did. He licked and sucked on my pussy while his thick finger probed deep inside my pussy. He had me groaning and moaning in a matter of seconds. Even body shivered and trembled as he continued his oral assault, my mouth clasped around his cock tightly as it bobbed up and down making him groan and moan too.
While his one hand was busy with my pussy, the other caressed my supple butt, occasionally slapping it and making me moan a bit louder. But then I felt his thumb slowly slide down my butt crack and stop at my butthole. I panicked and tightened which he sensed too but before I could respond and say something, I felt his hand push my head down on his cock, not allowing me the chance to stop him.
I wiggled my butt to stop him but I didn’t have much room to maneuver. I felt his thumb caressing and rubbing my butthole and it did feel good but a moment later I felt just the tip of his thumb press into my butt hole. I groaned in panic but it didn’t stop him but instead I felt his thumb breaching my puckered hole and going in. I felt a sharp, piercing pain as his thumb penetrated my virgin butt hole. My mouth clasped around his cock tighter as I groaned in pain. I could feel his mouth too suck on my clit harder than before.
He kept his thumb still inside my ass, focusing instead on stimulating my pussy. His tongue played its part in soothing my pain, expertly licking and sucking my cunt, dissipating the pain. As my butthole relaxed, I felt him pulling back his thumb before pushing it back in carefully. This time the pain was bearable and as his thumb kept going to and fro, the pain almost disappeared. This was the first time that all three of my orifices were stuffed. His fingers were in my pussy and ass while his cock was stuffed in my mouth.
Fahim and I engrossed ourselves in orally pleasuring each other. I licked the shaft all the way to the tip before popping it in my mouth. My head bobbed up and down and my tongue swirled around his cock enthusiastically. My hands gently cupped his balls and fondled them. I could feel his tongue wriggling on my clit, one finger smoothly moving in and out of my pussy while the other out of my butt. We both were moaning in pleasure.
Just then I felt a hand on my head. I looked up and saw Tejinder crouching next to me. His erect cock was pointing at me, just an inch away from my mouth. Its thick veins jutted out against its shaft and the thick bulbous head glistened in the dim light. I pulled back from Fahim’s cock and enveloped my mouth around Tejinder’s dick. Using the same technique on Tejinder, my head bobbed back and forth on his tool. My right hand jerked Fahim and now my left hand fondled Tejinder’s balls.
Both stiff cocks were a mere couple of inches away from each other. The pungent aroma’s of their genitals wafted in to my nose making me heady. I stopped sucking them for a second and watched them in awe. The thick, magnificent specimens of manhood sheathed in a coat of my saliva and the oozing precum shimmered in the dim light. They twitched and leaked in anticipation of my mouth engulfing them.
Both the cocks were so different from each other. Fahim’s was long with a large, beautiful bulbous head. The circumcised cock head was perpetually exposed and twitched wildly even from waft of my warm breath. Tejinder’s was a bit shorter but thicker than Fahim’s.
Like him, his penis was also a muscular piece of meat with an impressive girth and stiffness. The foreskin slid on and off so smoothly yet so delicately. The slit on tip of his cock pulsated and opened and closed in beat, resembling a one eyed monster with a mind of its own.
Mesmerized, I opened my mouth and Tejinder gently guided his schlong inside my waiting mouth. In such a short span of time, my mild aversion to fellatio had turned in to a fetish for it. My lips pushed back the foreskin while my tongue licked and swirled around the exposed head.
Every time I licked the underside of his sensitive glans, it oozed a thick glob of precum on to my waiting tongue. Surprisingly, I found the salty, musky taste of his precum did not repulse me but rather amused me; so much so that I teased that sensitive spot again and again to trigger his cock into spewing his thick juice in to my mouth which ot my surprise, I promptly gulped down.
As I was working on Tejinder’s manhood with my mouth, my right hand was busy wringing Fahim’s cock. I pulled back and forth in long strokes along its length, twisted and wringed my hand which made him leak too. His cock leaked a copious amount of pre-cum onto my fingers and his shaft lubricating his cock even more.
Fahim too kept himself busy pleasuring my gaping holes. By now he had managed to slid in half of his thumb inside my arsehole without it causing any pain; it rather felt a bit uncomfortable. I could feel the knuckle of his index finger against my pussy every time he thrust it deep inside my pussy. I ground my crotch in his face to which he groaned in approval, continuing his oral effort and finger stroking.
I was still on my fours in the ‘69’ with Fahim while Tejinder stood crouching near me. I switched between the two cocks effortlessly. My mouth worked on one cock while my hands on the other and I’d alternate between them every couple of minutes. I sucked and licked, jerked and teased these two erections with such ease that even the men couldn’t believe.
“Kya mast chusti hai meri rani…Aise hi chusti reh…mera sara virya tujhe pilaunga” Tejinder said as I earnestly sucked his cock. His eyes were closed; the sexual pleasure and tension on his face was apparent.
“Hmmpfff…” Fahim groaned in agreement.
“Tujh par hazaro randiya kurbaan meri jaan” Tejinder groaned.
“iska mooh bhi kitna garm aur mulayam hai..maza aa raha hai.” Fahim spoke with a muffled voice behind my ass.
“Aisa kabhi pehle kiya hai?” Tejinder asked as his thumb grazed my cheek. I looked upto him, still rocking my head back and forth gently.
“Kabhi nahi.” I whispered pausing momentarily before switching to Fahim.
“Sach bata…aise kitne aur Lund choose hai tune tere pati ke peeche?.” Tejinder questioned before clutching my hair tightly .
“Bilkul nahi…” I cooed before resuming fellating Fahim.
“Chal Jhooti…” Tejinder quipped playfully.
I simply nodded a no with Fahim still in my mouth, his cock swerving with my head.
“Tere pati ka bhi itne maze se chusti hai?” Tejinder continued with his questions.
I stopped sucking Fahim and gulped down his precum before glancing up at Tejinder. The question suddenly propped up the guilt which was buried under the lust. I had never fellated my husband as sincerely as I was fellating these men. My own husband, the love of my life, the father of my child never received a blowjob like this before but here I was sucking on the very men who held me hostage against my will. I had failed as a wife, I had failed as a mother and I had failed as a woman.
“Ruk mat meri rani..” Tejinder said. He grabbed my hair and pulled my mouth on his cock again. His desperation was evident from the tone of his voice. He craved my mouth.
Any thoughts and notions of guilt were pushed aside the moment Tejinder started fucking my mouth. His wasn’t as violent as Fahim was but rather fucked my mouth leisurely, pushing in only half of it. I l closed my eyes, feeling the sensation of his thick shaft pistoning through my mouth.
“Bata…Lund choosna pasand hai na tujhe?” His question persisted. HE stopped fucking my mouth and pulled out waiting for my answer.
“Nahi.” I replied.
“Accha? Lekin hamare Lund to maze se choos rahi hai. Aisa kyu?” He asked. It seemed his questioning would continue through the night.
“Zahir si baat hai paaji” Fahim interjected.
“Mujhse jabardasti karwa rahe ho.” I replied, sounding annoyed.
“Accha ji..to thik hai...mat choosna.” Tejinder said stepping back; his cock now out of my mouth’s reach.
I tried sucking on Fahim’s tool but Tejinder yanked my hair back, stopping me. Listening to his buddy, Fahim stopped too. The men weren’t done with their mind games. They wanted me to say it out aloud but I simply couldn’t.
Tejinder stepped ahead, bringing his cock close enough to my mouth but yet out of my tongue’s reach. My climax had been steadily building up not just from Fahim’s wondrous mouth but also because of the kink I derived from fellating them. And Tejinder stopped my orgasm making me desperate for relief.
The thick phallus right in front of my nose was having an effect. It was breaking me down. I sniffed on his cock and I simply couldn’t take it anymore.
“Mujhe choosna accha lagta hai!” I blurted out.
“Kya? Kuch sunayi nahi diya mujhe?.” Tejinder teased. I heard Fahim chuckle.
“Please…mujhse yeh sab kaha nahi jata.” I pleaded.
“Are abhi to kuch kaha…wapis keh do…jara oonchi away mein” He replied
“Mujhe tumhara Lund chusna accha lagta hai” I said a little loudly.
“Sirf mera? Bhaijaan ka nahi?.” Tejinder continued teasing.
“Tum dono ka chusne mein maza aa raha hai.” I replied sounding desperate.
Both men chuckled and I closed my eyes in embarrassment. The humiliation continues, I thought.
“Oye Shabbash…chalo ab mooh kholo..” Tejinder said and I complied. He gently guided his cock back in my mouth as if it belonged there. He let go off my hair and held my head as he fucked my mouth.
“Yahi problem hai tum bade shahar ki laundiyo ka. Agar lauda chusna pasand hai to bolo na.” Tejinder ranted.
Meanwhile Fahim got back to fingering and licking me but this time he went at it with full speed and intensity which jump started my stalled orgasm.
“Tum badi gharon ki aurato ko hum gareeb log jaanwar jaise lagte hai. Lekin jab tumhare kapde utar jate hai…to andar ki randi bahar aa jati hai.” Tejinder continued with his rant.
His harsh words coupled with Fahim’s actions were bring my orgasm closer. It was just moments away; I could sense it.
“Tujhe lagta hai main kutta hoon.. ab dekh tu kutiya bani hui hai.” Tejinder said and that analogy triggered my orgasm.
“MMmmfffff….” I groaned as my body at first trembled and then started violently convulsing.
My moans grew louder as the orgasm washed over me. Fahim didn’t stop making the orgasm even more intense.
“Aaahhh….Aahaaarrggghhhh…” I screamed as Tejinder finally withdrew from my mouth.
I collapsed on Fahim, still shaking and shivering like a fish out of water. It was another in the series of mind numbing orgasms I had never experienced before.
A few moments later, Fahim pushed me and got off the couch. I simply sat up and tried to catch my breath quietly.
“Behenchod…mooh sookh gaya…abe daru pila yaar.” Fahim said as he walked towards the table.
“Yeh bottle to khali hai.” He said showing it to his partner before walking behind the bar counter. It was unbelievable that they had literally consumed a liter of hard whiskey and barely showed any signs of intoxication. Their speeches were slurred sometime ago but now they sounded perfectly normal. Even I had consumed more than my share of whiskey but I too felt fine except that I too was very thirsty.
“Iska opener kahan hai?” Fahim asked holding a bottle of Talisker scotch in his hand.
“Drawer meun” I replied. Fahim fumbled around for a few seconds unable to find it.
I sighed, got up and walked towards the bar. I could feel Tejinder’s hungry eyes on my butt even from the back.
“Yahan hai.” I said as I bent down to open the small drawer under the bar. Taking advantage of my position, Fahim raised his hand high and slapped my naked butt. The slap reverberated through the room, followed by my painful yelp and then by the wicked laughter of the men.
Caressing my butt, I walked back and sat on the couch while Fahim poured himself and Tejinder a stiff drink.
He looked at me and I replied, “Mere liye bhi ek banana.” He poured a large drink for me too and added just a little water. He handed me the drink and we three started drinking it quietly. In the still of the night, I could hear the cool late night breeze sweeping outside and the sounds of the crickets making a racket.
Unlike the previous times, this time the thought of escaping did not come to my mind. I was only focused on quenching my thirst and gulped down on the bitter whiskey. I glanced at the clock above the bar. The time was half past one. My husband would be in deep sleep now, unaware to what was happening under his roof.
My thoughts were broken when I heard Fahim slam the empty glass on the table. He slid the silk robe off his body. The robe fell to his feet and he stood there in all naked glory, his body glimmered from the sweat in the light. His cock was half erect but was slowly growing back to full erection.
He walked back to me and then pushed on my back, gesturing me to get into position. I quietly moved onto my fours. I preferred to look ahead at the wall than look back. I heard the rustling of the leather couch as he kneeled behind me. He pushed my legs apart and then pushed down my back such that my head was now resting on the couch. All this was done without uttering a word.
He then rubbed his erect, cut cock on my pussy, teasing it a little and then, “Aaaahhh…”
I gasped as he pushed his thick knob followed by the rest of his cock in slowly yet smoothly. I could feel his entire length slide in and touch the deepest confines of my pussy. After staying still for a moment, he held my waist and started moving.
A few slow, deep strokes at first but then it started gathering momentum. I could hear the faint sound of his heavy balls slapping against my wet cunt which grew in volume with each stroke. At first I sighed, then whimpered and then started moaning as Fahim came into his element.
Holding on to my ass, he pounded me, the intensity of his stroking only growing. I faintly recalled him fucking me like this in the morning but I was so caught up with resisting him that I didn’t really feel him inside me. But now that I had willingly let him inside, I could feel him completely. I could feel the stiffness of his shaft against my tightening pussy. I could feel his cock head slamming against my deepest ends.
“Aarrrghhhh…” I groaned from the sharp pain of the slap. His large and rock hard hand had just landed on my soft butt. And in between his hard stroking, he kept spanking me, one butt cheek at a time.
I could feel his fingers pry open my butt cheeks further and also his finger sliding back inside my asshole. The vulgar sounds of our genitals slapping were in sort of a duet with my indecent moans.
Fahim then pulled my hair, raising me with it. My back was now arched and I my shoulders were in the air. I opened my eyes and saw Tejinder, who had by now disrobed too, kneeling on the couch in front of me and like the obedient slut I had become, I opened my mouth. Without further ado, Tejinder started fucking my mouth. He took over from Fahim, bunching my hair in his hand and fucking my mouth.
“Mffffppp..MFfffpppp…” My muffled moans echoed through the room which were now mixed with two distinct slapping sounds; one from Fahim, the other from Tejinder.
Fahim was fucking me so intensely that I couldn’t focus on the blowjob. I was barely sucking him but Tejinder didn’t seem to mind. His eyes were closed, and my hair clutched tightly in his hand as he fucked my mouth, matching his partner’s strokes. With these two rods going inside me from either end, I felt like dead meat on a skewer.
Fahim fucked me like that for several minutes, not slowing down, not taking a break but relentlessly hammering my pussy. He didn’t utter a word apart from the occasional grunting. Without missing a stroke, he bent over and cupped my large, supple breasts in his hands and squeezed them.
Post pregnancy my breasts had grown a few sizes. I had taken care through working out to not let them droop like most mothers. They were quite a handful for a woman my size. Even in Fahim’s enormous hands they looked a large. Before he cupped them, they were swinging wildly, slapping against own body.
Fahim locked his arms under my shoulder and pulled me up a little and Tejinder’s cock slipped out of my mouth. With a tight grip on my shoulders, Fahim started really hammering my pussy.
“Aarrrrhhh…Aarrrgghhhh…” I hollered as I felt jolts of intense pleasure and pain surging through my body.
My head was hung low and my eyes were closed. I winced and clenched my teeth tightly as this man showed me the difference between making love and getting fucked. I screamed till I ran out of breath as my captor showed me his true prowess. I was gasping for air and my body as sweating profusely as I was pummeled inside my own house by a criminal. Fahim too groaned and threw a volley of the choicest abuses in hindi at me which strangely aroused me even more.
“Le Sali chinaal…Randiiii…” he growled as he fucked the life out of me.
“Awww…Aaarrrrghhh…” was all I could moan in response.
Just when I thought I would pass out, he stopped abruptly. He pulled me back against him so that my back rested against his chest. He cupped my breasts in his hands and mauled them even as we struggled to catch our breaths.
Strands of my disheveled hair, wet from sweat, stuck to my face. Fahim pushed them aside and then kissed me and I kissed him back as intensely.
He started moving again, this time a lot slower but deeper than before. He continued fondling my breasts and kissing me even as he fucked me.
“Ummmmmm….” I moaned as he pinched and tweaked my nipples. He kissed my cheek and then kissed his way down to my neck. I grabbed the back of his head as he nuzzled my neck. His right hand moved down to my pussy and played my clit.
His left hand was across my chest, grabbing my breast, his right was playing with my clit, his lips kissing and licking my sensitive neck while his wondrous cock fucked me. My eyes were closed and head titled, allowing him to nuzzle me; my left hand clutched his head while my right hand grabbed butt.
I collapsed on the couch the moment Fahim let me go. He too plonked on the couch next to me, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. He grabbed my hair and pulled me down on his cock.
“Lawda choos mera!” I opened my mouth and got to work, still recovering from the intense fucking I had got a minute ago.
Tejinder who had watched the whole scene play out in front of his eyes too wanted a piece of my pussy. He quickly got into position. I was lying sideways on the couch, my head was resting against Fahim’s abdomen as I sucked his cock.
Tejinder kneeled between my legs and pushed my right leg against my chest, opening up my pussy. He rubbed his cock against my gaping cunt a couple of times and then pushed in. I groaned as his thicker shaft penetrated me.
In that position, Tejinder couldn’t gather momentum like Fahim did but he make up for it by fucking me deep and hard. His one hand rested on the edge of the couch while the other held my leg against my chest. Our bodies made a sort of an acute angle which Tejinder used to fuck me deeper.
I could make out the distinct differences between the two cocks inside me. Fahim, the long one reached deeper but Tejinder, the thick one spread me out. I was splayed out awkwardly on the couch but comfort was the last thing on my mind at the moment. My mind, my thoughts, my senses, my entire being was focused only on the intense pleasure I was receiving at that moment. Nothing else mattered.
Even as I was sucking on Fahim’s cock, I glanced down and saw a sight that aroused me and terrified me at the same time. Tejinder’s long hair flowed down his head. His eyes were wide open and red and his thick beard added to his already intense look. His large, broad shoulders gave way to a large muscular, hairy chest and the thick hair spread down to his equally large belly.
His body was covered in sweat and glimmered; a few drops even fell on my body. With each stroke I could feel his large belly crash into mine but between our bellies and his strokes, I caught glimpses of his giant hog going in and out of me.
He would pull his hips all the way back and then push them down, stuffing his cock inside me, visibly stretching my pussy as it went in. And when he pulled back, I felt as if his cock was dragging my insides out.
‘Thap…. Thap….Thap…” His heavy, cum filled balls slapped against my engorged pussy, throwing me into a state of ecstasy.
Even in that awkward position, he lowered his head to suck on my breast but it was just out of his reach. I managed to sneak my hand between us to squeeze my breast and fed it into his waiting mouth.
The moment his mouth latched on to my nipple, I grabbed the back of his head, encouraging him to suck my boobs.
“Chooso…aur chooso…zor se..” I moaned, provoking him to bite my sensitive nipples making me moan louder.
I was utterly surprised at the words that were coming out my mouth. I had never said this before, even to my husband and here I was encouraging a goon to suck my tits. But at the moment I was far beyond reason and I had left behind my morality long ago.
In between all this, I still managed to please the other man with my mouth. Fahim watched quietly but his hardening cock showed how turned on he was at that moment.
“Aarrgghh…” He groaned as I tightened my mouth around his cock. He grabbed my head and started fucking my mouth from under.
“Iski jaan hamare bandook se nahi lekin hamare laudo se jaroor jayegi.”Fahim said.
“Haannn..Haaaannn…mppffff” I somehow managed to blurt.
In all this madness, I managed to catch a glimpse of myself in the black tv screen in front of us. I was so crassly splayed out on my couch. My legs were spread awkwardly. Tejinder’s hairy ass and legs were also clearly visible but the most embarrassing but equally arousing was the reflection of me, in Fahim’s lap, sucking his cock like a wanton slut.
“Subah to saali bohot ucchal rahi thi lekin abhi mere neeche aake aukad pata chal hi gayi ise. Andar ki randi bahar aa gayi kutiya?” Tejinder growled.
The language being used was so crass and so overwhelming that I couldn’t respond but could only moan.
“Bol na Randi…Sach bata hi de…” Tejinder provoked me and how I responded me shocked not just me but them too.
I sneaked my hand behind and grabbed his hairy butt and said, “Ab tu itna zor se chodega to koi bhi aurat randi ho jayegi.”
The men stared down at me for a second before laughing out. They literally high fived each other and in cringed in embarrassment, unable to believe what I had just said. It was as if my words rejuvenated Tejinder as he started fucking me harder. All this was so unbelievable. Just a couple of hours ago I was reluctantly tolerating them but now I was naked, getting fucked and talking back dirty to them.
With that one statement, the page had turned. This tragedy started with me resisting them with all I got, then I decided to tolerate them to survive but now I was an active participant in their carnal conquest. At least the good part of this was they had stopped beating me.
Before this, even if I let them have their way with me, my defiance showed and what I got in return for it was a volley of slaps and punches. But now that my defiance, resistance had all but waned out and I had become their sex slave in the truest sense, they didn’t have to resort to violence to subdue me; they had fucked me in to submission. But at the back of my mind, it all was for surviving this ordeal. Even if I had to be a willing partner in all this, I knew I had to do this to get rid of them at the earliest and come out of this alive.
Tejinder continued screwing me and with each hard thrust, my orgasm built up. It was slowly snow balling into a massive one. Fahim had deprived me of an orgasm when he shagged me hard but Tejinder seemed determined. He mustered on, not stopping at anything. He gritted his teeth tight and kept fucking me. My moans got louder as the orgasm approached.
My body spasmed and trembled and soon it hit me.
“Aaahhaa….Aaaahhh…..” I groaned loudly as my body convulsed from the orgasm. Fahim’s cock slipped out of my mouth as I quivered and trembled from the massive orgasm.
Tejinder stopped and pulled out. He literally flipped me around on my belly in the prone position. He didn’t allow me even a moment’s rest after the orgasm. He quickly mounted me from behind and started fucking me. This position was comfortable than the previous one. Now Tejinder not just added depth but also speed to his fucking. In that comfortable position he fucked me as hard and fast as Fahim did. The prone position also offered me comfortable access to Fahim’s cock which I sucked leisurely.
His hands rested on my back and I could feel his massive weight on my delicate body. But the discomfort of his massive weight on mine was nothing in comparison to the pleasure his cock was giving me.
Tejinder mixed depth and speed expertly. After a maybe a dozen short and fast strokes, he would pull all the way back and slam his cock completely inside me in one abrupt and swift thrust.
“Aaaahhhh…” I moaned as he slammed in me. It followed by few shorter and fast strokes before he repeated that jab.
“Aaaahhhh..” I moaned, louder this time. And he kept repeating it.
I had never been fucked for so long and in so many positions. My husband and I did change position but time spent in each position was very short compared to now. Usually it started with missionary, then doggie and sometimes, I rode him and it ended there. But here, I was already fucked in doggie style, a very awkward variation of missionary and now I was being boned in the prone and then men showed no signs of cumming.
The couch creaked loudly, blending in the erotic orchestra. It shook violently as Tejinder banged me. But I was glad it held itself together under the weight of three people who were engaged in hectic copulation. In the midst of this erotic chaos, I remembered the day I bought this couch.
“Madam…be assured…this is a very sturdy couch…It won’t break…buy it without worries.” I recalled the salesman pitching it and he was correct. It was quite sturdy indeed. Money well spent.
“Ab meri baari.” Fahim said as he pushed me off him. Tejinder too quickly disengaged.
“Chal aja..mere laude pe baith.” Fahim ordered, pulling me on him.
Even though I was out of breath and exhausted my body craved to continue. I quickly straddled Fahim, held his cock up and then slowly pushed myself down on it. I closed my eyes and threw my head back as his cock slowly slid inside me. I could feel his cock twitch as my pussy gripped it tightly.
He wrapped his arms around me and I instinctively started gyrating my hips slowly; a stark contrast to their rapid fire style of copulation. Fahim lowered his head towards my tits, trying to grab my nipples with his mouth. I cupped my breast and fed it into his waiting mouth. I was still trying to catch my breath so my gyrating was deliberately slow.
For this moment, however brief it would be, I was in control. I controlled the pace, the depth. Fahim switched from one tit to the other, sucking, licking and biting them. His cock twitched inside me as my pussy squeezed and pulsated around it.
After having his fill with my breast he looked up at me. I matched his gaze and I saw that wicked smile on his face. Behind his dark lips, his crooked, tobacco stained teeth showed. He was ugly, repulsive and undesirable in most conventional sense but the way he fucked me made all his other shortcomings blur.
“Mazaa aa raha hai?” Fahim asked which sounded more like a taunt.
“Haaann….” I moaned.
“Tera marad aise chodta hai tujhe?” He continued.
“Nahi..” I responded.
“Uski lulli to choti hogi?” He taunted.
I chose not to respond to that and continued moving on his cock. I increased my speed to distract myself from his insulting questions.
“Bata na meri randi…” He continued taunting.
“Zingadi mein pehli baar ek asli mard se chudwa rahi hai na tu?”
“Ab to tujhe tere marad ke choti lulli se maza nahi ayega…ab to tujhe hamare laude hi maza de sakte hai.” He continued his offensive monologue.
Even though his language was obscene and it made me cringe, it had a opposite effect of my body. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and squeeze his cock tighter. Maybe he could feel it too that’s why he continued his dirty talk.
“Chup kar Bhadwe!” I blurted out, irritated by his constant humiliation.
Fahim seemed unaffected by that but rather aroused. He grabbed my hair and yanked them back making me scream in pain.
“Ab kaise ek asli randi ki tarah bolne lagi hai.
Hahahaha..” Fahim laughed and Tejinder joined him.
The moment he let go of my hair, I glared at him. The spark of defiance was still alive inside me it seemed.
But my angry glare made no difference to him and he grabbed my head and kissed me. That hard, intense kiss killed the spark instantly as I wrapped my arms around his head and kissed back. Our tongues dueled and our lips munched on each other’s as we obscenely made out.
In the heat of the moment, or perhaps a sub conscious revenge, I bit Fahim’s lip hard while kissing him. He groaned and pulled back. His lip was bleeding and I could taste hi blood on my tongue. I grinned, drawing mental satisfaction from making my captor bleed but it didn’t bother Fahim much.
“To akhir tune mera khoon chakh liya…” He said touching his lip.
“Isse jyada khoon bahaya hai maine chinaal.” He growled and yanked my hair back hard making me groan in pain.
“Masti chadhi hai na tujhe…saari utarunga aaj.” He said before locking lips with me.
Fahim broke the kiss and said, “Chal ab thik se chodna shuru kar.”
I placed my feet flat on the couch, grabbed his shoulders for support and started bouncing on his cock. The familiar sound of genitals slapping returned as I slammed my crotch in to his. He held my hips, pushing me down harder on his cock. I closed my eyes as the pleasure surged through my body.
“Chal ab iske laude pe baith.” Fahim ordered. I abruptly stopped and opened my eyes. Tejinder was now sitting a foot away from Fahim.
I quietly dismounted Fahim and mounted Tejinder. As I squatted down on his cock, I felt his beefy cock head spread open my cunt. Even though he had penetrated me several times before, I still felt a bit of fear taking him in.
I trembled as I slowly guided down his thick shaft, taking it inch by inch. Tejinder had enough of it, grabbed my waist and pushed me down making me groan.
A few moments after I recovered from the shock penetration, I repeated what I was doing with Fahim, bouncing on Tejinder’s cock. Because of his large belly, I had to lean back. He grabbed my ass to support me. That angle of penetration was hitting the right spots inside me and I began moaning again.
“Aaahhh…Aaaaahh…Aaaahh..” I moaned matching the rhythm of the ‘plock…plock…plock..’ sound our genitals were making.
A few minutes later, I found myself bouncing on Fahim’s cock now and a few minutes after that, riding Tejinder. I was being passed around like a cigarette between these two men. I was passed around like a rag doll. I was now a toy for their carnal games. I was a sex slave who could be passed on and defiled any which way they desired.
My thoughts would sometimes take me away from the reality. In those moments of mental absence, I moved like a robot. Even when I was deep in my thoughts, I mechanically moved between them; only moans escaping my mouth.
