Rajni and the Tangewala

I am Rajni. I am 28 yrs old and my statistics are 36/27/38 and I am 5-4". My complexion is fair although not milky white but still fair enough. I have high degree exhibitionist tendencies. I do not lose any opportunity to show myself off to others because I am very proud of my figure. Whereas others are concerned I don't mind exposing to any age group because I firmly believe a male is a male however old he is. He will never miss an opportunity to ogle at some well stacked woman's body, even if she is his distant or sometimes may be even close relative. I have noticed people from the age group of 16-60 leering at my body. Of all the parts of my body, I have noticed that males stare at my buttocks the most. Although I couldn't see it myself but I am told by others including my husband that my ass is the best part of my anatomy. And I feel them to be true whenever I go to market or crowded bus/train I notice people following me wherever I go just to pinch my ass or sometimes maybe finding a good opportunity they don't hesitate in caressing it also. I generally do not show any objection as long as it remains harmless pranks. But when somebody tries to act over smart I give him a piece of my mind. Since all these activities take place in public places its not difficult at all. I first give the rowdy person a few hard stares and still if he persists with his activities I yell at him and then public takes good care of that person. Not that strangers pay attention only to my ass but they also try to reach for my boobs as well. Many times, especially when I am traveling by a crowded bus - I notice person standing ahead of me in the bus tries to push/press my boobs with either his elbow or shoulders. But now I am going to narrate for you one such incident where I had acceded from my self-imposed limits of only exposing. That time I had also participated in the act. And believe me I enjoyed it immensely although it was with a low class tangewala.

It so happened that I had to go to our native place to attend a marriage ceremony of our relative. I was going there along with my saasuji and my cousin brother-in-law minus my husband. My hubby that time had gone on a business trip, and was supposed to join us at the venue itself. My brother-in-law who was accompanying us then was a small kid of 16 yrs. Now you may wonder that a 16 yr old lad is not a kid but he actually was a kid in the sense that he was naive like a 6 yr. Old city bacha. Hailing from a village and spending his life in rural area he was completely unaware of the sexual relationships. I can say so because I tried to seduce him so many times with my physical charms but to no use. I finally concluded that he is a real dumb ass-hole so better not to waste my time trying to seduce him. And my saasuji was around 60 yr old and had vision-problem so she could not see anything in the night. We traveled to our village by train. And as luck has it the train reached the station at 9-15 p.m. Actually the train was scheduled to reach by 6-30 but it got delayed by a good three hrs on the way.

When we got down at station we found to our astonishment that there was nobody to receive us on the station . My saasu asked me whether I had telegrammed them [our relatives] about our arrival or not to this I said yes I had informed them by telegram but they might have not received it which is very common in this rural area. We waited for another 15 minutes before deciding that it was already very late and that we should go to our village on our own. So we started to look for some conveyance. But it was so late that there were no rickshaws or any bus. All that was there were a few tangas. Seeing no other alternative we started asking them to take us to our village but nobody was ready to go as our village is far off from station [about 10 kms] then I noticed one middle aged tangewala who was standing in the far corner and was continuously staring at me. Suddenly something struck me. I thought of availing this opportunity to the fullest.

I went near him and asked him to take us to our village but he also denied saying 'bibiji abhi raat bahut ho gayi hai aap ke gaon jaayenge to hamare to raat bhar ka dhandha kharab ho jaayega. '

I again requested him saying 'bhaiyaji plz hum ko hamare gaon chhod do na - dekhiye hum akeli ladies log hain kaise ghar jayenge. Aap hame ghar chhod dijiye ham aap ko thode jyada paise de denge. '

Arre per hamara to sara dhandha hi kharab ho jayyega na bibiji. Aap ko chhod ker to wapas kya aayenge - tub tak to sub train chhoot jayegi.

I noticed that all the while talking to me he was unashamedly looking at my boobs which were poking out of my chunari. So to entice him I on the pretext of correcting my pallo adjusted my chunari in such a way that he could now clearly look at my boobs and its enormity. Then again I requested him with a very coquettish smile [with my chunari aside from my boobs and looking at my boobs as if with down cast eyes] 'bhaiyaji plz hume chhod dijiye - aap ko ACHHA inaam mil jayega' and then I did the wildest of the thing by directly looking at his crotch and pressing my left boob with one hand and with the other I cupped my choot over my ghaghara - with my heart rate accelerating.

Since we were standing in a bit dark corner there was no fear of being caught by anybody. I gave him the most open signal a woman can give to any stranger. He also understood that and finally agreed but not before saying 'achha bibiji, aap kehati hain to chalta hoon per inaam poora loonga', looking at my boobs as well as above my lehanga as if saying that I will have that too [my choot].

I thanked my gods for providing me such good opportunity since our train journey was absolutely dull [as we were traveling by ladies compartment, so there was no way of any adventures] we got on the tanga. My saasuji and I sat on the back-seat and my devar sat on the front. After around 15 minutes journey we had crossed the crowded area of the station and were passing through very deserted kuchha road. There was hardly any light on the road and it was as if we were passing through some jungle with hardly any other vehicle on the road. Saasuji had dozed off to sleep the moment she hit the seat of the tanga and was now snoring loudly. Almost same was the case with my devarji. He was also sleeping holding the side-post of the tanga.

At this juncture [maybe noticing all this] the tange wallah stopped the tanga saying 'bibiji aap aage aake baithiye kyonki peeche ki taraf load jyada ho gaya hai, ghoda bechara itna load kaise kheechega, aur is bachhe ko bhi peeche araam se betha dijiye.

I immediately understood what he actually meant to say but still pretending I said 'nahin rahne dijiye na, aise hi theek hai'

Aise nahin chalega - ghoda to aapke gaon tak pahunchne se pehle hi mar jayega - aaiye - aap aage baithiye'

I saw that my saasuji was still snoring and so was the case with my devar also. Acting as if resigning to the fate, got down from the tanga and went to the front seat and woke my devar up saying 'Raju utho - jaaker peechhe baitho - mein idhar aage baithoongi.'

Raju very lamely got up from there and without saying anything went and sat down on the back seat. The tanga again started moving [at a very slow speed]. After another 15-20 minutes I saw that Raju was again sleeping and this time he had put his head in Saasuji's lap. So now he couldn't even see us in case if he suddenly woke up from his sleep. Now I was feeling so elated to have a perfect chance to seduce this old lecher and thereby deriving some pleasure from this so far dull journey.

I again readjusted my chunari in such a way now that again my one boob was fully out in the open [although within the confines of choli] and looking at him I asked him 'arre bhaiyaji - aap ka ghoda to bahut dheere - dheere chal raha hai - lagta hai ki jaise isme jaan hi nahin hai'.

The tange wallah said "arre bibiji abhi aapne mera ghoda dekha hi kidhar hai - jub use dekhogi to ghabra ker apna dil tham logi' while looking gleefully at my boobs.

To encourage him further I undid one hook of my choli so now a very large portion of my fair cleavage was visible [since that day I was wearing a choli - no bra - which had only three hooks] to the tange wallah in the dim light of the lalten [old fashioned torch used in the rural area] that was hanging from the top of the tanga. The tange wallah got the signal right and said further 'bibiji kabhi mauka to dekar dekhiye hamaare ghode ko, sawaari ker ke aap ka dil khoosh ho jayega - poora maja na aaye to naam badal doonga'.

I had half a mind to say - apna yaan phir...but let it be - I was understanding all his double meaning talks, what he actually wanted to say was that to give him a chance to fuk my choot with his lund and he would satisfy me to the utmost degree. To tease him more I leaned a bit forward saying 'sawaari kya khak kraye ga, mujhe to lagta hai ki tumhara ghoda to ekdum buddha ho gaya hai, dekho kaisi mariyal chaal hai iski."

Tange wallah said "woh to mera ghoda mere kabu mein hai - jab tak mein ise signal nahin doonga yeh uthega aur bhagega nahin' he said so caressing his lauda very openly in front of me.

I was feeling very horny with his double meaning talks and wanted to enjoy it so badly that I pushed myself towards him a bit more and now one of my boob was touching his shoulders with the rhythmic movements of the tanga. The tange wallah, noticing that I am giving him the desired lift, started pressing my boobs with his elbow. I did not show any objection to it but glanced towards the back seat just to make sure that both my saasu and devar were sleeping soundly. I then noticed the effect of my brushing - the tange wallah's lund was raising its head in his lungi, giving it the shape of a tent.

I jokingly teased him 'arre bhaiya tumhara ghoda to uthne lag gaya.

Arre bibiji ise khane ka samaan dikhega to bechara apna mooh to kholega hi na - akhhir kab tak bhookha rahega.

Now it was his turn to tease me - so he very gently shifted his lungi in such a way that now his thighs were completely out of the lungi and with one big jerk he could show his lund to me at any given moment. I was dying to see his lund. It was showing its full length through the thin fabric of the lungi. I wanted to hold that appr. 8-9" meat like I had never felt before. So to arouse him further I started to push my boobs on his shoulders very innocently as if it was happening due to the jerks of the tanga. He was feeling the warmth of my boobs - as a result his lungi-tent was becoming larger and larger. It was attaining menacing proportions by now. I just could not understand how he could still control himself. Now I noticed in the dim lights of lalten - that his supada [prick-head] was showing from the corner of his lungi.

OH MY GOD - OOOH MY GOOD GOD - I wondered within myself - it was a really huge lund head - big like a pahari aloo and red like tomato. It was glistening with all its might in the darkness of the night. I knew that I would not be able to control myself for long after having seen such a big and bright supada. I wanted to hold it in my palms and kiss it and suck it like a whore - the way I have never felt before ever in my life.

Now the situation had changed dramatically, instead of me seducing him. I felt it was he who was seducing me by showing his huge lund. I could not stop myself from going a bit further by opening one more hook of my choli - as it is my choli had only three hooks and one was already open - as a result nearly all of my boobs jumped out of the choli and now they were dancing in the open air as if celebrating their freedom.

The tange wallah also noticed it and teasingly told me very slowly almost murmuring in my ears 'arre bibiji yeh kya, aapne to apne mammon ko poora hi khula chhod diya, kya hua aapko'

To this I said "kya karen bhaiyaji - garmi bahut hai na, in becharon ko bhi to raat ki thodi thandi hawa milni chahiye, bechare din bhar to qaid mein rehate hain'. To be honest it was just fantastic sitting next to this lech with nanga boobs in the cool of the night - bouncing away with the sway of the tanga.

Looking at my choot which was hidden by the ghaghra he said, "to phir to bibiji - neeche wali ko bhi to thodi hawa lagne do na - use kyon band kar rakha hai", saying this he put his hands on my thighs and started sliding the ghaghra up on my thighs - exposing my soft smooth luxurious legs - as if indicating for me to slide my ghaghra to the last point - thus showing him my choot.

But I stopped him from doing that because I wanted to tease him a bit more and said "Arre bhaiyaji - pehle ooper ka kaam to poora kar lein - neeche ki baat baad main sochenge na".

He was looking at my near naked boobs which were poking out of the confines of my choli - although one last hook was yet to be opened but it was practically of no use since nearly all my boobs could be seen through the thin chunari. He just could not control himself any more and reached for my boobs and started pressing them with his strong hands. I shuddered under the pressure of his so strong and rough hands. I had never had this feeling as my hubbies hands are very soft. I just could not help from thinking that if his hands are giving me so much pleasure then how much joy he would give me with his prick.

He then told me "bibiji aap apne joban ka deedar hume chhalni mein se chhan kar kyon karaa rahi hain - jara is parde ko to hata dijiye". He was reffering to the chunari but I could not help from smiling hearing his so erotic desire in so funny language.

Nevertheless I complied to his request by opening the last hook of my choli and said "bhaiyaji tumhari yeh tammana bhi poori kar dete hain lo abh tum jee bhar ke mere mammon se khel lo - per tum sirf apne baare mein hi sochte rahoge ya humara bhi kuchh khayaal rakhoge". I said looking at his huge lund which by then had gained menacing proportions and was ready to tear any choot at the first possible opportunity. I wanted to hold that demon so badly that I did not even wait for a moment to allow him to open his lungi and just went ahead and grabbed that lauda.

OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH MY GOD IT WAS SO HOT AS IF IT HAD JUST COME OUT FROM AN OVEN. I just felt that my palms have glued to it. I started pressing that lauda in my hand as if to judge its tightness and felt so happy that it was not even bending. My choot was itching so badly to have this lund. It was then that I decided enough of mere showing I will have to have this prick tonight. I cant live without it. In the meantime the tange wallah was busy playing with my boobs [although he could do so with one hand only] he was pinching my nipples, and even trying to suck them but could not do so properly due to the jerks of the tanga. I was rubbing his lund very furiously as if this is the last night of my life and I will never get another prick in my life. and then I bent down to take that rowdy lund in my mouth to pay it oral homage.

I bent forward to take that huge lund in my mouth to suckle on it. Oh my good god his lund was sooooooooo hot that I felt I might burn my palms if I keep holding it for some more time. It's SUPADA was gleaming like a zero-watt red bulb in the darkness of the night. But the moment my thirsty lips touched his lund he pushed me away saying 'bibiji rukiye to sahi, aap hi ne to kaha tha ki pehle ooper ka mamla nibta lete hain, phir neeche ki sochenge, to phir aap mere lauda ko mooh mein lene se pehle jara mujhe bhi to apni choot ke darshan kara dijiye.'

I was getting more and more impatient with every passing moment. I understood now that I am completely under his spell and he can make me do things the way he wants. But frankly speaking I was enjoying it so much that I just wanted to flow with the tide. I let myself fully loose saying "bhaiyaji aap ko jo karna hai kar lijiye per apne is mustand lund se mujhe jee bhar ke pyar kar lene dijiye". I was now virtually a gulaam of his lund. He said to phir pehle apna ghaghara ooper kar ke mujhe apni choot dikhao.

I obeyed him. And very slowly but seductively started pulling my ghaghra upwards. Although it was quite dark out there but in the dim light of the lalten he could clearly see my choot which had minimal hairs on it [since I and my hubby both like to have few hair though not a completely bald choot]. I was looking at the face of the tange wallah to see his reaction. He was completely mesmerized it seems, at loss for words as to what to say.

Ultimately I asked him 'bhaiyyaji kya hua - bolti kyon band ho gayi tumhari - kya sirf dekhte hi rehne ka irada hai meri choot ko"

He as if came back to senses and replied 'bibiji ram kasam humne abhi tak 15-16 chooten dekhi hain aur chodi bhi hain per aiysi choot ufff - kyan kahein - iske liye aisi desi kachori ki tarreh phooli hui choot to aaj mein pehli bar dekh raha hoon - aap ke pati to duniya ke sabse jyada lucky aadmi hain - jinhe is choot ka udhghatan karne ko mila tha. Abh to bas is choot ko chode bina hum tumhe apni ghoda-gadi se utarne hi nahin denge, chahe jo ho jaye'

I said "bhaiyaji chahti to mein bhi yehi hoon - per is chalti hui ghoda-gadi mein yeh kaise possible hai, aap hi bataiye."

Bibiji agar aap sath dein to mein aaj ki is raat ko aapki jindagi ki ek yaadgaar raat bana doonga, per aap ko mera saath KHULKAR dena hoga'.

Ab aur kya kuchh kholun - subh kuchh to khol ke hi rakh diya tumhare samne' indicating towards my open choot and boobs.

Nahin - mein yeh kehna chahta tha ki is tange mein to yeh kaam nahin ho sakta [meaning he can not fuk my nangi choot in this tanga] to aisa karte hain ki yahan se adha km door mere ek dost ka dhaba hai jo raat bhar khoola rehta - kahiye to wahan chalte hain, wahin per aap ke saath poori aish karenge, kasam se aap ko bhi maja aa jayega"

Theek hai to phir wahin chalte hain - chalo. I was not in a position to wait for even a minute to have his lund in my mouth and of course my leaking choot as well.

Per aap ke saath walon ka kya karenge?'

Inki tum chinta mat karo - inhe hum chai mein neend ki goliyan mila ker de denge, tum bas jaldi se dhabe mein chalo" and I again bent down to take his lund in my mouth. oh I just cant explain the feeling I had when I took his lund between my lips. It was divine. I never knew that pricks can be so tasty. I was licking his entire lund right from the base to the supada again and again.

Now even he also started moaning and saying "HAHNNNNNNNN BIBIJI ISI TARAH SE MERE LUND KO CHATIYE - HAIIIIIIIII KYA MAJA AA RAHA HAI - SAHI MEIN PYAR KARNA to KOI AAP JAISE SHAHER KI AURATON SE SEEKHE - HAI KITNA MAZA A ARAHA HAI HIIIII BAS ISI TARAH SE' and I increased my speed of licking his prick and in between I would also take his balls/testicles/ tatte or his supada in my mouth and give it a thorough suck.

Suddenly I heard my saasuji's coughing sound and then she woke and asked me 'bahu - hum kahan tak pahunch gaye" I felt so frustrated at her untimely waking up and felt like telling her that TANGEWALE KE LUND TAK PAHUNCH GAYE HAI, KYUN SAALI TUJHE BHI CHOOSNA HAI KYA. but I restrained myself from over-reacting and just said "Abhi to hum adhe raste tak pahunche hain [which was also true in the other sense that I had by now only managed to hold/suck his lund but not taken IT in my choot]. The tange wallah got scared and was trying to push me back but I stopped him from doing so as I knew that his fears were baseless since my saasuji could hardly see anything in the daytime and in the nights she was as good as blind and carried on with the sucking.

Believe me it was giving me fantastic thrills to suck a stranger's lund in my saasuji's presence and yet she could do nothing about it. It was then that tange wallah also must have realized that my saasuji cannot see anything in the night. He smiled looking at me and gestured that I must not stop sucking his lund - his 9" long and 3"thick lund by now was fully wet with saliva and was shining more as I kept on wetting it more and more.

Suddenly the tange wallah whispered very slowly "Hai bibiji plz jara aur jor se choosiye aur mere gote bhi sahlaiye to ek bar mera paani nikal jayega phir dhaabe mein aish karenge araam se"

Now that my saasuji was fully awake we could not talk freely but still I thought that if the tange wallah will ejaculate once he will definitely give me more pleasure in the second round. So I applied more pressure on his lund and caressing his balls and took one more courageous step and very slowly moved forward and touched my bullet like nipples on his prick and told him so in very soft voice 'BHAIYAJI DEKHO - KAISE MERE NIPPLE TUMHARE LAUDE KO CHOOM RAHE HAIN UFFF" I knew he was on the verge of an orgasm - so to entice him further I started rubbing my nipples on his lund.

He was reaching his climax now and was moaning ahhhhhhhhhhhaaaa main to gaya ahhhhhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaa and with that he started shooting his entire load of cum on my face and my boobs - I was still caressing it to squeeze even the last drop of his cum and his VEERYA was so delicious, I just kept licking his cum from my face and my boobs. I was licking my fingers looking at him in a very seductive manner. When I looked down I saw that his sperms was dripping from my nipples presenting a very erotic sight.

In the meantime my saasuji had probably heard the moaning of the tange wallah and she asked "kya hua - kaun gaya - arre bhai tangewale tumhe kya hua hai'

Mataji yeh mera ghoda bechara bahut thak gaya hai, ise thodi der aaram karna - hai isliye hum yahan ek hotel hai - wahin per thodi der ruk jate hai, aap log chai pee lijiyega aur mera ghoda thoda chara kha lega, nahin to yeh ghoda yehin per dum tod dega' he said looking at the drops of cum falling from my nipples - whispering to me "bibiji jara apne joban per parda dal dijiye hum hotel tak pahoonchne hi wale hain.

I the saw the dim lights at some distance, and was trying to hook my blouse when the tange wallah suddenly gestured me not to hook my blouse but just cover my mammoth mamme with the chunari. I smilingly just covered my boobs and looked at him as if asking, is that all you wanted me to do, are you happy now? and saw a grin of satisfaction on his face.

Saasuji asked him "bhaiya yahan per kitni der rukenge"

Stopping the tanga at the dhaba he said "mataji bus thodi der - itne mein aap log chai pee lo. mein abhi lekar ayya" and he gestured me to come along with him. But I signaled him that not now I will come later.

So he went inside the dhaba and returned after some time with three glasses of tea along with one equally middle-aged man. He asked for the sleeping pills in the sign language and I handed him those. He mixed those pills in two glasses and gave one to my saasuji and woke my devar up saying lo babua thodi si chai le lo abhi hum thodi der yahan rukenge. He must have had done it to doubly assure him that even my devarji also should not wake up from his sleep in the meantime and spoil our fun. I now noticed that the old fellow who had come along with the tangewala was leering at my near naked boobs. I just ignored him as I could not do anything to stop him from doing that. after around 5 minutes I called my saasuji and my devar's name to see the effect of the sleeping pills, and was happy to see that none of them responded. Means they had again slept and this time for at least a couple of hours.

So I got down from the tanga. As I was getting down the tange wallah immediately rushed towards me and giving me his helping hand[?] he said 'bibiji aaram se utariye lo mere hath ko pakad lo.' But this badmaash played a trick there and the moment I held his hand he very cleverly pulled my chunari by his other hand as if by mistake, as a result now my mamme were completely naked with their nipples erect and challengingly looking at the strangers face. I for once felt a bit shy to expose my boobs in front of a stranger. And I immediately covered my boobs with my chunari saying in mock anger 'bhaiyaji jara sambhal ke hath lagana tha na?' to this the tange wallah [who was getting more and more bolder with every passing moment due to my meekness/submissive ness] said arre bibiji inse kaisi sharm - yeh to apne hi aadmi hain' saying so he gave me a wolfish grin.

I now understood why he didn't let me hook my blouse then. We started moving towards the room which was adjacent to the dhaba. The tange wallah was moving with me and his companion was following us. Suddenly the tange wallah put his hand on my buttocks and pressing them said 'BIBIJI AAP KI GAAND to AAPKE MAAMMON SE BHI JYADA MAZEDAR HAI, HAAI MEIN TO AAJ AAP KI GAAND HI MAROONGA and he was openly caressing my chootad now, unmindful of the fact that we were followed by his friend who would be watching all this.

I protested saying "bhaiyaji - jo karna hai woh kar lena per yahan tumhare dost ke samne to meri izzat rakho, nahin to woh kya sochega mere bare mein.

By now we had reached the room and his friend kept standing out. He didn't try to enter the room with us. It was then the tange wallah said "dekho bibiji agar aap ko hamare se chudwane ka man hai to hamare dost ko bhi khush karna hoga - nahin to jao mein bhi tumhe nahin chodunga.'

It was then - that he opened his lungi and for the first time in sufficient light I saw his lund - ooooooooooooohhhh it was really bigger than what I had imagined it to be and was again getting erect in anticipation of my choot. I was so hot again by his dirty[?] talks that I just could not let this opportunity to slip by. Although I didn't want to get fucked by his friend so I tried to persuade him 'bhaiyaji plz dekho tum jo kahoge mein karoongi, per plz mujhe uss aadmi se... mat bolo plz. I was looking at his lund which was getting bigger.

I just bent down and took it in my mouth again and started sucking it like a whore I was telling him 'oooooohhhhhh maa - haai bhaiyaji kitna pyara hai tumhara lauda, dil kar raha hai ki ise choosti hi rahoon - haai - plzzzzz jaldi se mujhe chodo apne iss hallaabi lund se - mein to kab se taras rahi hoon.' I was applying my tongue on his entire prick and especially on his supada.

Pushing me aside "bibiji dekhiye - yaan to hum dono dost mill ker aap ko chodenge yaan phir aap ko koi bhi nahin. Agar aap ko manjoor ho to haan bolo varna aap abhi bhi jaaker apni gadi mein baith sakti hain'.

I just could not tolerate this separation of my lips from his lund and was literally begging for his lund saying "nahin - plz aisa mat karo - dekho tum mujhe is tarah pyasi nahin chhod sakte - tumhe mujhe chodna hi padega. Plz is tarah se mat tarsao."

"To phir mere dost ke liye bhi haan keh do na, aap ko bhi to double maja aayega jabh do aadmi ek sath aapko chodenge."

It was that time of my life when I had forgotten everything about myself, my social status, my husband and every other thing. The only thing that time was important to me was a mighty fucking with that tange wallah. Maybe for the simple reason that I was horny since last few days because my husband was away and then this teasing game with the tange wallah was showing its effect on me. I was like a bitch in the heat. Ultimately I had to bow down to the tange wallah's wish and I gave him my consent for SAMUHIK-CHODAN with his friend. I was also a bit thrilled with the thought of threesome.

He asked me again bending over me and holding my face by the chin 'CHAL BATAA - KYA TU HUM DONO DOSTON SE EK SAATH CHUDANE KE LIYE TAIYAAR HAI."

I gave my consent saying "haan" looking into his wild eyes as he held my chin looking deep into my now redish desire filled eyes. But I was shocked by the sudden switch over of his tone from aap-aap to direct tu-tu. But I was in no position to object to that. I knew in my heart now that he is going to give me some real rough treatment.

He then again asked me, still holding my chin "HUM LOG TUJHE KUTIYA BANA KER CHODENGE EK SATH - AGAR TUJHE NAHIN PASAND HAI TO ABHI NA BOL DO NIHIN TO BAAD MEIN HUM RUKENGE NAHIN.

I agreed to this condition as well - but then I told him my condition as well "bhaiyaji - per pehle tu ek bar apne is mote laude se meri cho rahi choot ko ragad ragad kar chod ke isko thanda kar do - phir tum jo kahoge woh mein karne ko taiyaar hoon. He also agreed to this. But reminded me that afterwards I will have to fuk with both of them together.

And saying so he again came near me and said LE RAAND - staring deep into my eyes - MERE IS PYARE LUND KO APNE MOOH MEIN LEKAR CHOOS AUR ISE PHIR SE KHADA KAR, TANGE MEIN TO TERI AMMA [SAASUJI] JAG GAYI THI TO MAZA NAHIN AAYA THA - PER YAHAN PER KOI NAHIN AANEWALA HAI. I just could not ask for more. That was precisely I was looking for. His huge lund between my lips. I just grabbed it and greedily took it in my mouth and sucking it - squeezing his chootad and probing his gaand with my nails. His lund was again coming to life and was raising its head. I kept on sucking it for 10 minutes. I was sucking his lund so vigorously that my lips started aching.

He was moaning very loudly now and saying things like 'choos meri jaan aur jor se choos mera lund tujhe sheher mein aisa lauda nahin milega, oooooooooooooooohhh hhhhhhhhh yeeehhhh meri gaand bhi sehla saali aaa mamaaaaaaaaaaa hi kya lauda choosti hai tu, tune to raandon ko bhi peeche chhod diya lund choosne mein, hiiiiiiiiiii meri jaan bas isi tarah seeeeeeeeeee.

After a few minutes more he asked me to stop sucking "bus bahut ho gaya abh chhod mere lund ko nahin to iska paani aise hi nikal jayega phir tu pyasi hi rah jayegi.

I removed his lund from my mouth "raja agar abh mein pyasi reh gayi to tere is lund ko kat ke apne sath hi le jaoongi. Le - abh jaldi se meri choot chod" saying so I removed my ghaghara and laid down there on the mat and showing him my choot told him "abh plz jaldi karo na - dekho kab se meri choot pyasi hai, jaldi se aao aur iski pyas bujhao"

I was now talking like a two penny whore begging for his lund. He came near me and stood there for sometime looking at my open and inviting choot for sometime and then said "maine gaon mein itni chootein dekhi aor achodi bhi hain per ek bhi teri choot ke jaisi nahin thi - haai kya makkhan ke jaisi choot hai teri - aur yeh teri janghe inhe dekh kar to namardon ke bhi lund khade hoker salami dene lag jayenge haaaaiiiiiiiiiiii mein mar jaoon teri is ada per."

I got irritated by his mere talks and told him "abe chootiye - abh chodega bhi, yaan aise hi khada khada dekhta rahega, dekh saale - meri choot mein to aag lagi hui hai - aa jaldi se mujhe chod." I had decided that if they can use dirty language with me then I also must do the same thus increasing the pleasure.

He then came over me and inserting his lund in my choot "abhi teri is choot ki aag ko thanda kar deta hoon meri rani - tu ghabra mat - tere pati ne teri choot ko kya nangi kar choda hoga meri jaan". The moment his prick head touched my choot I felt like I will explode, so hot was his supada. He pushed his lund inside my choot, but hardly it had entered in me I felt that it will tear my choot, so I shouted "arre bhai jara dheere se ghusao - kyaa meri choot ko phad hi daloge aaj - plz jara dheere se chod na."

"Abhi to adha hi ghusaya hai abhi se hi chillane lag gayi - saali jabh poora ghus jayega to kya karegi. Le aur dhakke kha meri jaan - tujhe bahut shauk hai na chudane ka leeeeee.

And with that he pushed almost his entire prick in my choot. For a moment I felt that I might die due to the pain. I was shouting OOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MAAMAAAAAAAAAA MAR GAYI MEIN TO AAAJ NAHIN BACHOONGI AAJ TO YEH HARAMI MUJHE MAR HI DALEGA HAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII I HI PLZ JARA DHEERE DHEERE CHODO NA. But after sometime the pain finally subsided and I also started enjoying his thrusts. He kept on pushing his lund at moderate speed.

Suddenly "arre kutiya aise kyon leti hui hai - saali chal tu bhi apni gaand hila neeche se phir dekh tujhe kitna maza aata hai".

I started moving my buttocks in the rhythmic movement along with his lund and this went on for some time. I felt that I am in heaven. I never felt so happy in my life. He was continuously fucking me at a constant speed. I shouted at him saying 'lo bhaiyaji tum kya yad rakhoge ki koi sheher wali mili thi tujhe choodane ke liye. Haaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiii tumhare gaon ki das auratein bhi mil ker tumhe itna maza nahin dengi jitna mein akele doongi. Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhh hh maaaaaaaa hi mere raja - bus isi tarah se chodte raho jannat ka maza aa raha hai".

I felt that instead of a lund somebody had pushed an iron rod in my choot. It was so pain full yet so pleasuring at the same time. This was a feeling I never had in my life. I don't mean to say that I was not satisfied with my hubby's prick, but just that this tange wallah was much better than my hubby. Suddenly the tange wallah took his lund out from my choot - i thought i would die with the vacuum in my choot. He asked me to be on all fours, he made me in kutiya ka pose. I was surprised by his knowledge in sexual positions and asked him that how did he know about all these.

"Hum log bhi gaon mein english film/books [meaning albums depicting wild sexual positions] dekhte hain. Chal uth aur jaldi se kutiya ban ker dikha" I got scared at this proposal because as it is his lund was entering with great difficulty in my choot and in that doggie pose..., I was sure it will tear my choot as he would be able to enter much further inside. But I could do nothing to stop him now that I had agreed to work as per his desire. I took the pose of a bitch and he came behind me and started caressing my ass cheeks saying "aaj to mein tumhari gaand bhi maroonga haaaaaiiiiii teri itni badi-badi gaand dekh kar to mera dil kar raha hai ki abhi isi waqt teri gaand maroon dalun - per kya karun tujhe wada kiya hai ki pehle teri choot mar ke tujhe phully satisfied karna hai. Gaand ko baad mein dekhenge." saying so he inserted his lund in my choot once again.

This time it hurt a lot but not like before, may be because my choot was dripping with my cum. Seeing this he said "arre lagta hai tera to pani chhot raha hai" - he started giving mighty jerks. He was caressing and pressing my buttocks with all his strength and he inserted his one finger in my gaand aur gaand ko ungal se chodne laga.

I was moaning loudly OHHHHHHHHHHHH BHAIYA PLZ THODA AUR JOR SE DHAKKE MARO HIIIIIIIII BAHUT MAJA AA RAHA HAI, PER PLZ MERI GAAND MEIN SE APNI UNGLI NIKAL LO OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH H MMMMMMMMMM YYYYYYYYYYY AAAAHAHAHAHA the tangewala said ARRE MERI JAAN TU to UNGLI SE HI GHABRA RAHI HAI - ABHI THODI DER BAAD MEIN ISME APNA LAUDA GHUSA DUNGA TAB KYA HOGA. I shuddered with the thought of such a huge lund entering in my virgin gaand [as my hubby never fucked my gaand] he took my one hanging mamma in his hand and started caressing and milking my mamme and my nipples.

Now I could not hold myself anymore and started exploding all my heat through my choot I was moaning loudly saying HI BHAIYAJI ABH TO MERA KAM HO GAYA HAI - MERA TO PANI CHHOOT GAYA OOOOOOOOOOHHHH MMMMMMMMMMAAAAAAAAA A ABH JALDI KARO TUM BHI. Realizing that i had reached my orgasm he also increased the speed of his strokes and yelled at me "SAALI KUTIYA LE ABH TO TERA DIL BHAR GAYA NA LE - ABH MEIN BHI APNA PANI CHHODTA HOON HAAAAAAAAAAAAAA OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAI MERI RANI AHAHAHAHA MAZA AA GAYA. And he shot his load in my choot. I felt that suddenly my choot has been filled with some hot lava. The feeling was of complete fulfillment. I had achieved the best orgasm of my life. I just kept on lying there for sometime. I did not have the strength left in me to even get up and clean my wet and dripping choot. I was just enjoying the pleasure of the after fuk glow. I was lying there for around fifteen minutes when somebody knocked at the door.

The tange wallah said "lagta hai ki mera dost - wohhi dhabewala - bahar khada apna lund hila raha tha aur usse abh aur intezar nahin ho raha hai - aane do us bechare ko bhi - bula lete hain aur tumhe bhi abh apne wade ke mutabik us dhabewale se choodana padega - to phir bibiji ready ho na hum dono ka lund ek sath khane ke liye".

"Han bhaiyaji abh jo wada kiya hai woh to poora karna hi padega na - per ek bar mujhe apne aap ko jara dhak to lene do, nahin to pata nahin tumhara dost mere bare mein kya sochega" saying so I got up to wear my choli-type blouse but the tange wallah stopped me from wearing that saying "abh kapde pehnene se kya fayeda phir 5 minute ke baad to kholne hi hain to kyon yeh takleef de rahi ho apne aap ko - agar dhakna hi hai to apni chunri se dhak lo."

Even I also liked his idea so instead of wearing all the clothes I just covered my self with the help of chunari and wore my petticoat and opened the door for his friend. When I opened the door I found his friend looking at me with open mouth and ogling at my body as if he had never seen any woman before in his life. The tange wallah called his friend inside and told him "abe chootiye is tarah se kya dekh raha hai - yeh kutiya to abh poori ki poori hamari hi hai. Ise hum jis tarike se bhi chahein chod sakte hain, gaand mar sakte hain - aur - aur bhi jo kuchh bhi karna chahein kar sakte hain, yeh hume na nahin bol sakti. Le tere ko iske mamme dabane hai to ja bindaas hokar iske mammon ko jee bhar ke daba yeh tujhe kuchh nahin bolegi. Kyon bibji, karegi na sub kuchh."

I had no other alternative but to nod my head in affirmation. Seeing this the dhabewala got so happy as if he got his life time wish fulfilled. He slowly approached me and very hesitantly pulled my chunni which was covering my naked boobs. Now my boobs were facing him like two very cute kabootars with their beek ready to kiss any object which comes near them. He very slowly started caressing my boobs as if he was afraid that I might object if he showed any crudeness towards my great boobs and wont allow him to go further.

Seeing this the tange wallah said "arre tujhe bola tha na - iske mammon ko jee bhar ke daba to aise auraton ke jaise kyon hath laga raha hai, mard ke jaise poori taqat ke sath bheench inko to is saali chhinaal ko bhi maza aayega nahin to maderchod kehegi ke mere dost ne isko achhe se istemaal nahin kiya". Listening this his friend came closer to me and pressed my boobs with all his might and pinched and pulled twisting my nipples. I noticed that under the dhoti that this man was wearing, his lund started to raise his head.

Poor fellow could not help himself from murmuring that "oooooh hai kya ball is aurat ke hain - jee karta hai ki inhe raat bhar younhi dabata rahoon, hai kya choochi [nipple] hain iske. Apne gaon mein to aise lal nipple kisi bhi aurat ke nahin honge. Hai mere dost tu kya maal laya hai chun ker, aaj to maza aa jayega - sach mein iski choot aur gaand ko to majje se raund raund kar chod kar hi majja ayega."

By now even I started to enjoy these villagers desperation to enjoy SHEHARI MAAL. I noticed a very strange thing after coming here that every human being on this planet needs a change. You look at the urban [shehari] ruffians they will do anything to fuk a DESI MAAL. Where as any rural person yaan desi man would give his arm to fuk a city woman. Whilst in both the cases the woman might be same but the only major difference is that of her attire. Otherwise all the females are made up alike. That is the reason why people say ALL THE CATS ARE GREY IN THE DARK, so lets go back to the story now he he.

I looked at the tange wallah who was lying very comfortably on the mat and looking at us and massaging his prick. He had openly taken his prick out of his lungi and massaging it and leasurely smoking his beedi [local indian cigar type but with only one small leaf]. "Bohut jor ki moot lagi hai - oye raand mera moot peeyegi?" - the way he said it I was shocked. "Tujhe tere baap ne pehle kabh choda?"

I said with anger and humiliation - Chiiiii - aiysi kuchh baat nahin hai - aiyse bolo ge to mein tange par chali jaungi.

Dhabewala added his 2 bits "meri aisi beti hoti usko to mein pehle chod deta - achha fir tera sasur yaan tange par baitha devar to chod hi deta hoga - kyun hai na"

"Nahin aisa kuch nahin hai - devar to bilkul lalloo hai - itni baar try kiya hai lekin who budhoo lift hi nahin leta" i finally relented and felt so good telling these unknown strangers.

Tangewala said "Tu to asli raand hai - apne sage dewar se choot chudwana chahti hai - laun usko utha kar - lekin sasur se to marwati hi hogi na"

"Nahin - kya baat kar rahe ho chiiii Sasur ji nahin hain aur dewar ko bulane ki jaroorat nahin hai - tum log mujhe itna neeche kyun gira rahe ho - jo karna hai jaldi karo nahin to who budhi bhi jaag jayegi" As it is I felt humiliated standing near naked in front of two strangers and allowing them all sorts of liberty to play with my body but I knew in my heart that I have reached a point of no return. The deep hidden lust within me had empowered me to such great extent that I just could not do anything to control myself. So I decided to leave everything in the hands of destiny.

The dhabewala was by now clinging to my body and rubbing me all over very mercilessly and he had taken his lund out of his lungi and rubbing it on my nangi thighs. He was licking and sucking my mamme making loud noises and telling his friend "arre yaar tu kya baitha dekh raha hai - aaja tu bhi maza kar le - aa dono mil ker is SHEHARI MEM ki choot aur gaand ko chodte hain."

"Arre yaar pehle tu to poora majja le le tab tak mein bhi tujhe maje leta dekh ker thoda garam ho jata hoon phir don mil ker ise sath-sath chodenge waise iski choot ke saath iss raand ko bhi paani paani kar diya hai" and started laughing at his own joke. "Mein iski gaand mein apna garam lauda daal ker iski gaand maroonga aur tum iski choot ka bhosda banana."

I started imagining about that moment when two huge lunds will be in my two hole at the same time I could not help myself from shivering with fear [or perhaps excitement] with the thought of it. The dhabewala guy inserted his one finger in my choot and started finger-fucking my choot. He it seems was becoming uncontrollable with every passing moment. I told him "hai bhaiya ji thoda dheere-dheere ungali ghusao, itni jaldi kya hai - aaj ki poori raat main tumhari hi hoon. Chahe jaise mujhe chodna. Mein na nahin boloongi. Thoda pyar se sub karo to tumhe bhi maza aayega aur mujhe bhi". But he was not ready to listen anything and continued finger fucking me in the fashion that he was doing.

Suddenly there was a loud knock at the door of the room and somebody shouted from outside calling the dhabewala. I got shocked with this sudden arrival of some unexpected guest and asked the dhabewala about who is calling you at this hour of the night. He said it might be some customer of his looking for a cup of tea. He fixed himself and instructed me to wait for him and went and opened the door and asked his customer what he wanted. His guess was right there were two person standing and they wanted tea. The dhabewala flatly refused them saying he had shut down the dhaba and can not provide them tea now but they kept on requesting him saying it was so cold outside and that there were no other tea-shop in the nearby area. Suddenly the tange wallah who was listening all this called his friend inside and told him something very slowly, which I could not hear. The dhabewala after this went there and told his customers to wait for some time while his wife[?] prepares tea for them.

The tangewala told me to prepare tea for these poor fellows. Although I was not ready to do so but I knew I had little choice so I picked my choli out to wear, but the tange wallah signaled me not to wear my choli and go out there and prepare tea in the chunni and petticoat only. I very strongly objected to this very degrading act but he compelled me to do this threatening of the dire consequences if I did not obey him. So I had to go out like that only to make tea for the two bastards who had come from nowhere.

The moment I stepped outside I saw that their eyes were transfixed on my boobs. Maybe because even they also had not expected such a sexy scene in this remote village area, and the lush feminine charm in almost its natural form [obviously I was near naked that time] I looked at them. One of the two persons was a very young bacha of around 17-18 years and the other fellow was around 27-28 years old maybe they were cousins or friends. I saw that they started talking in very low tone looking at me. They were gesturing towards me and my mamme. When I looked at my breast I saw that my both nipples were clearly seen through the thin dupatta that I was wearing and that was making a tent-pole in their pants. They just could not hide their aroused state. Their young lunds were showing themselves very prominently. When the elder guy saw me looking at his lund, he started caressing his lund above the cloth and then again bent towards his friend and said something in his ears. Maybe he was saying that "Dekh iss raand ko, kaise besharam hokar apne jobhan dikha rahi hai aur fir hamare khade ho rahe laudon ko dekh khush ho rahi hai.... I kept on making tea as if nothing has happened.

This might have emboldened them and now they started talking loudly. The elder one was very excited at all the free exposure and was telling his friend a bit more loudly this time "dekh to is aurat ke mamme ahhhhhhhhhhhaaa saale kitne mote-mote hain - iss dhabewale ki to aish hogi, raat bhar inhe hi dabata rehta hoga, hai kash yeh ek bar mujhe bhi dabane ko mil jaayein to maza aa jayega yaar".

I was feeling very excited about all this exposure that initially I was very reluctant to do. I answered in mock anger "arre tum log apne-apne ghar jaaker apni maa behno ke mamme kyon nahin dekhte, unke to ho sakta hai ki mere se bhi bade hon". This responce might have shut them up for sometime because none of them spoke anything after that.

Now that the tea was ready I poured the tea in two glasses and went near to give them the glass - the younger guy of the two asked me, "kyon bhabhiji - chai mein doodh to poora dala hai na," looking directly at my almost nude boobs and winking at his partner. His partner also grinned wickedly.

I replied smilingly "sub kutchh poora dal diya hai maine - lekin agar chai mein phir bhi kuchh baki ho to bol dena, woh aur bhi dal doongi".

After this I moved from there and went back to my place near the stove. I noticed that these guys eyes were literally following me wherever I moved and it seemed to me that they wanted to make the most of the unexpected and fortunate opportunity bestowed upon them by their luck. They were savoring my entire body with their greedy eyes, especially my mamme and my gaand which was clad only by the thin material of the satin petticoat that I was wearing. I am pretty sure that through the thin fabric of the cloth they must be seeing my ass-line clearly.

Then the younger man of the two said "arre bhabhiji, aapne chai mein sugar to bahut thodi dali hai, kya sugar aur milengi?"

I had a feeling that the sugar was perfect in the tea but they just wanted to call me near them again so that they can have a better view of my boobs - nevertheless I still went there with the sugar and bent to put it in the glasses. Unfortunately, the moment I bent down my chunni slipped from my shoulders, thereby exposing my right boob entirely to their lustful gaze. This was really very unexpected for me as well as I was caught unawares. But for the guys, this was too much to bear with. They suddenly got up from the bench and grabbed me from both the sides and the elder guy who was praising my boobs previously used this chance, to grab my boobs and pinch my nipples. I tried to shout for help [of course it was nothing but pretense and I never wanted to be freed actually] but they had gagged my mouth and were doing things that they liked the most.

The younger chap had opened his zip and took his lund out and rubbing it on my ass. The feel of his lund over the satin fabric was really soothing as well as exciting. I was aroused to the core [or maybe to the choot]. I don't know whether the tange wallah and his friend were watching me or not from their room, but I had my doubts that they were, and this excited me all the more. Just the thought that I am being roughed up by two persons while being watched by another two - wow. I was reaching a point of no return by the insistent licking/sucking/ rubbing I was receiving by these two ruffians. I just could not help myself from moaning loudly.

They were busy kissing/pressing my boobs/gaand when suddenly we heard the loud shout of the dhabewala from inside "arre kya tum logon ki chai abhi tak poori nahin hui, kya raat bhar chai hi peete rahne ka irada hai - chalo jaldi karo hame bhi sona hai". Hearing this they disengaged themselves from my body, although very reluctantly. It was written over their face that if they had gotten some more time with me they would have definitely fucked me then and there.

I got away from them and said very slowly that "arre tum log bhi ajeeb ho zara sa mazak kya ker liya tum log to mere mammon aur gaand ke peechhe hi pad gaye. Ab jaldi dafa ho jao yahan se warna mere aadmi ko bol diya to woh tumhari haddi-pasli ek kar dega". They swiftly moved out from there after this.

After arranging all the utensils I entered the room where the tange wallah and his friend were eagerly waiting for me. I saw that the lund of the tange wallah was fully erect by now [ which was a clear indication that he was watching all the activities] and he was applying some oil on it. The moment he saw me entering the room he welcomed me saying "aao meri rani - dekho tumhari gaand maarne ke liye mein apne lauda ko taiyaar kar raha hoon. Aa jaldi se mere is pyare lauda ko apni kassi hui gaand mein lekar apna wada poora kar meri jaan."

The dhabewala said "aur mera lund bhi dekh kaise tere muhn mein jaane ko taras raha hain - dekh kaise iske muhn mein se lar tapak rahi hai". I saw that their lunds had attained menacing proportions by then and that both of them were fully ready to ravish me with their huge lunds.

To encourge them further I huskily said "arre mere raja log, tumhare lund ready hain to dekho meri bhi choot tumhare lund khane ko kaise munh khole tiyyar baithi hai, bolo kaise loge meri choot aur gaand? ek saath ya bari-bari se."

"Saali kutiya abh to jo bhi karenge sath-sath hi karenge. Teeno mil kar SAMUHIK-CHUDAI KARENGE." I was more than willing to comply with their demand.

The tange wallah said "le pehle tu mere yaar ka lund choos."

I bent down to take his throbbing prick in my mouth and had just done so when I realised that the tange wallah came from behind and grabbed my ass-cheeks and started rubbing them. Since by then my mouth was stuffed with his lund I could not say or do anything to protest this dual attack. He started rubbing my ass-hole from behind was murmuring to himself "ahhhhhhhhh haaaaaaaaa aaj to yeh kunwari gaand marne ko mili hai, hai teri gaand ka chhed kitna kasa hua hai, tera admi to poora hi chootiya hai saala heejda - jisne aaj tak aisi mast aur kassi hui gaand nahin mari, ahhhhhhaaaaa kya tere chootad hain - in mein to mooh maarkar saare din aur raat teri iss mast unchudi bhoori gaand ko main choosta rahun. ufff kya naram ball hai ek ek chootad ko kha jaane ka man karta hai. tangewala was brutali squeezing each chootad in his huge hand and pulling each cheek apart and pushing his jeebh in my ass-hole trying hard to enter the nether hole and then getting a lip lock on my gaand and sucking as if his life depended on it. This violent and wild assault was having a direct effect on my leaking choot.

His friend was yelling "hai mere dost - is raand ka muhn itna garam hai ki lagta hai ki iski choot mein hi lund pel raha hoon - hai iski choot kitni garam hogi, haaaaaaai aaj to maza aa jayega. choos saali kuttiya - tujhe to main gaaliyaan de de kar tere dono boobe kheench kheench kar chodunga saali baap chudi kuttiya uffff...bhagwaan ko prasaad chadhana hai guru yaad dilana - hai meri jaan jara mooh aur khol na saali teri chhaati ko chodun."

I was doing the job[?] assigned to me w/o saying anything. Actually I was relishing having two lunds at the same time within my hold and did not want to spoil the pleasure that I was deriving from it by saying anything. The dhabewala's patience it seems was getting over and he wanted to insert his lund in my choot as soon as possible so he asked me to lie down on the mat so that he could fuk me. But the tange wallah was not ready to part with my GAND so they decided that the dhabewala will lie beneath me and fuk my choot from down and the tange wallah will ride me from backside and fuk my gaand.

I was not ready for this and protested "arre tum dono ek sath karoge to meri choot aur gaand dono phat jaiyegi na - is liye plzzzzzz ek-ek kar ke mere sath maje lo, per ek sath mat chadho, nahin to mein mar jaoongi"

"Chup saali - chhod yeh subh marne jeene ki baatein, tujhe to do kya ek sath char-char aadmi bhi chodein to bhi tera kuchh nahin bigadne wala - kyun tera sasur aur pati ek saath chod te the na [i think he liked the idea of humiliating me]. Is liye tu chinta mat ker, aur waise bhi hum tujhe itne pyar se chodenge ki tujhe kuchh pata hi nahin chalega chal jaldi se kutiya ke jaisi ho ja - phir dekh tujhe kitna maza aata hai. aur waise bhi tune wada kiya hi ki hum dono doston ko ek sath maja karayegi."

I said "wada to kiya tha per mujhe kya pata tha ki tumhare sath-sath tumhare dost ka lauda bhi ghode ka jaisa hai aur phir tum mujhe bhale hi pyar se chodoge per apne is lund ki size ka kya karonge yeh to itna hi bada rahega na ise chhota to nahin kar sakte ho".

Listening this dhabewala got very angry [because he was very impatient to fuk my choot] and said "saali kuttiya chhinal behan ki lodi - abh kyon nakhare kar rahi hai - bada lund chahiye tha tabhi to hamare se chudwane ko aayi hai, chhota lund chahiye that to apne marad se hi choodwana tha na, hamare paas kyon aayi apni maa choodane ke liye. Chal jaldi se choodane ko taiyyar ho ja nahin to abhi yeh ghode ka chabuk teri BHOSDE mein ghoosed doonga, saali khade lund pe nakhara ker rahi hai.

Saying so he picked up the chabuk used by the tange wallah - I knew that if I would do more nakhara now then he wont hesitate in doing what he was threatening me with. So I bent forward offering him my choot and asked him to fuk my choot from behind. He inserted his mighty prick from behind and stated pushing it deep within me. Bending forward he grabbed hold of my twin boobs and held them for support pulling on them to bring me back to meet his every thrust wich was hitting my bachhe dani. Since I had previously taken the lund of the tange wallah, it became much easier for me to take his lund. He started giving mighty jerks and it seems he was in a hurry to pour all his load in me as soon as possible.

In the meantime the tange wallah came in front and offered me his lund and I took the maximum length of his lund in my mouth [as much as I could] and started sucking it. SUCKING TONGEWALA' S LUND WAS I SUPPOSE THE BEST THING OF THAT NIGHT. His lund was so big and yet so lovable that I think a horny woman could spend her entire life sucking and fucking this nine inches meat. The tange wallah was moaning now "haan choos ise saali raand saali baap chudi aur jor se choos phir tujhe saari zindagi aisa lauda choosne ko nahin milega. Ise pyar se choosegi to mein bhi teri gaand pyar se maroonga aaahhhhhhaaaaa. .. Haiiiiiiiiii. .... Aur chooos saali raand teri maa ke bhosade mein ghode ka lund. Aaaaaaaaaahha. .....aaaaaaaa. I was sucking at his lund very ferociously, like a possessed bitch in heat.

After 5 minutes of sucking he said "Badi madarchod aurat hai tu saali - kya lauda choosti hai - tere baap ne tujhe sikhaya hoga hai kyun - chal abh mera lund chhod - ise teri gaand mein ghoosane ka waqt aa gayaa hai." And he took his prick out of my mouth and went behind me.

Tangewala said "Abe saale abhi tak iski le hi raha hai - faad de saali ki choot - chal hat abhi tak main hota to iski choot aur gaand dono ek ho jate - chal hat - raand ke neeche let aur choot maar iski - bohut pyaar aaraha hai is gaand maru par kya - arre main sabh jaanta hun is jaisi aurat ko to ek admi se kaam nahin chalne waala - ufff gaand dekhi na tunhe aur iski choot - abhi bhi lagta hai ki bhosdi ki choot kunwari hi hai - ghar ke sare admi iski gulaami karte honge." By now listening to all this was exciting as it was being said to by these studs to add to their excitement thinking of me getting fucked by my father or father in law or dewar for that matter...

kya keh raha hai - sach mein", said dhabewala while lying under me and grabbing my boobs and again sucking on them like a small baby while i sat on his huge monster - it took a while to get it in all the way till my ass touched his prick base.

Tangewala inserted his two fingers in my ass. Both his fingers entered in my gaand w/o much difficulty. He got very happy noticing this and said "dekh saali kutiya abh to teri GAAND BHI LUND khane ke liye taiyar ho gayi - le abh sambhal mera musal apni gaand mein.

Saying so he inserted his prick in my ass. I just could not bear the pain that came due to his force full entry in my gaand and tried to shriek at the top of my voice. But the tange wallah might have had anticipated such reactions from me so he had already sealed my mouth with his palms. I just could not contain myself and tears were rolling down from my eyes. But unmindful of my crying both the bastards kept on fucking me. I felt as if two hot iron rods were piercing my choot and my gaand together. The dhabewala was fucking at a great speed from below and also sucking and pulling, pinching my hanging mamme, twisting and pulling my nipples.

He was murmuring "hai kash in mammon mein doodh hota to maza aa jata, phir to aaj chodte-chodte doodh bhi pee leta.

Listening this I said "arre bhadve - doodh peena tha to apni maan ke paas kyon nahin gaya".

Tange wallah said "kyon kutiya abh tera dard kahan gaya - abh to saali kuttiya tu maze le-le kar gaand marwa rahi hai" and I suddenly realized that the pain had subsided and now I was enjoying the double thrusts.

After a couple of minutes the dhabewala started ejaculating his cum in my choot and he was saying "aaahhhhhahahahah hai le mera pani pee le rand haahhhahahahhiiiiii iiiiiii mein to gaya. Chal randi saali kutiya le mera saraa paani pee ja apne bhosde mein ahahahahaaaaaaa saying so he shot his cum in my cunt and just disengaged himself from me.

On the other front [rather rear] tange wallah was going strong. The cum of the dhabewala was dripping from my choot and the tange wallah had now inserted his one finger in my dripping choot and started finger-fucking me. But since I already had orgasm with the dhabewala my choot started burning with this unwanted fingering so I told him to remove his fingers from my choot saying "abe chootiye gaand maarne ka mood hai na - woh kya kam hai jo meri choot mein bhi ungali dal raha hai - kya ek hi raat mein poora wasool karna hai - chal jaldi se choot mein se ungal nikal warna GAAND SE BHI HATH DHO BAITHOGE.

He was attaining his peek then. After a couple of minutes he also started ejaculated his load in my gaand. He must have ejaculated at least half a cup of sperms in my gaand I felt that my gaand was filled to the ring with his cum. He shot all his sperm in my gaand and sat there on the mattress. I looked at him and it seemed that he was completely exhausted. I also laid down there for some time.

After some time he asked me "bibiji kaisa laga do-do lund se ek saath choodwa kar?"

I said "bahut achha laga - aisa majja mujhe zindagi mein kabhi nahin mila tha. Mere pati to kabhi mujhe aise chod hi nahin sakte. Sach mein majja aa gaya bhaiyaji.

Then he asked me "to phir kabh mil rahi ho humein?"

I said never, jo hua use ek sapna samjh kar bhool jao. Aaj ke baad mein tumhe kabhi nahin miloongi. Aur kabhi mil bhi gaye to door se hi salaam. Theek hai na.

With this I got up from there and started putting my clothes again. I looked outside and saw that my saasuji and devar were sleeping peacefully on the tanga, unaware of the happening in this little hut and I smiled to myself.