After-Hours Detour
He was lying very close to me, and I could feel his broad chest sticking to my back and also his hard long beard brushing my neck. I felt some hard thing poking at my ass and it didn't take me long to recognize that. He started pressing his groin over my hip and I could feel the heat and throbbing pulse of his cock over my ass crack, even with the thin fabric of my nighty. The feeling of his fierce assault over my boobs and ass crack was boosting my temptations rapidly.
And suddenly my mobile started vibrating. I usually keep my phone on vibration mode but the humming sound of vibration was quite audible. The buzzing sound acted as a wake-up alarm for me from my state of sexual temptation.
I had kept my mobile beside my pillow and the lights coming from the mobile screen were also making our condition quite visible. Anybody could have awakened and seen our positions. In a hurry, I took the phone and saw the name on its screen. It was my hubby, probably he was getting worried for me and calling for my whereabouts at 1: 00 AM midnight. I had no courage to take it.
Realising my current state of being engaged in pleasing a low class old man and being pleased by him to some extent, I got filled with extreme guilt. But beside that, I was feeling an urgency to hide my current condition from other members of that house. The continuous buzzing sound of the mobile with its flashing screen lights can easily reveal me in such a state with Rahmaan chaha.
Hurriedly, I cut the call and as I was suspecting repeated calls from Rakesh, I long pressed the power button further to turn -off the mobile. But it sent different wrong messages to both men. My hubby thought that as I am still angry, I switch-off my mobile.
But in a more damaging way, Rahmaan Chacha understood that I am so carved for his fuck, I switched off my mobile to avoid any further interruption. Rahmaan chacha was thrusting his Lund (cock) vigorously on my ass crack as he wanted to tear my nighty and shove it directly to my pussy.
By time, my resistance also got weakened considering his energetic assault and my ineffective safeguarding. I was foreseeing my ruination as inevitable. At the same time, my body was also responding to his assault.
My boobs got tightened, nipples were hard and I could feel the dampness inside my cunt as well. He had already opened the front four buttons of my nighty and caressing my tits hardly over my bra. And then he whispered to my ears.... mashha allaah..... kitna bada bada chuchi hai tumraa.... (.... mashha allaah..... what a boob size you have). He was mauling so hard, the threads and stitches of my bra were scratching my soft skin of my boobs and hardened nipples. He got further tempted and by holding my shoulder he turned me on my back and got on top of me.
Now, I was on my back facing the roof and he was completely lying on top of me. His rock hard cock was now directly rubbing my cunt and lower abdomen. Moments after he tugged his finger to my bra bottom strap and tried sliding up to release and feel my bare boobs.
As my boobs were of bigger size, it was difficult to slide the bra without loosening the back hooks, besides it was badly scratching my boobs too. As he couldn't succeed, he got more impatient. He squeezed it madly for some moments then tried sliding up again applying more force. He was appearing more like a hungry toddler, as he wanted to open up my boobs, hold it and take it in his mouth as quickly as he could. He was not at all caring of my pain or discomfort, just wanted to get both of my treasures out somehow and not able to think a little about loosening my back hooks. Being in pain, I lifted my back, and opened the bra hook by myself. But it again sent a wrong message to him, as he must have been thinking that I am such a slut who is dying to get fucked by him and so letting my boobs to him to please.
He immediately pushed my bra up and held both of my tits by each hand and started crushing, licking and biting, one by one. He was behaving like a wild animal, as he had got a treasure which he had never dreamed of. And it was quite true, in a normal situation I could have never thought of doing sex with him. After a few seconds of biting and licking, he came to my lips and took a deep kiss. He tried inserting his tongue inside, but I avoided it by tightening my lips. The filthy smell of his tobacco mixed saliva and uncleaned beard was horrible.
He brought his mouth to my ear and asked... "dudh aata hai..? (does it release milk...?). I was not able to understand what he was asking and saw him puzzled, to which he again asked... "dudh nikalta hai iss se...? bachha janni hai tu niche se...? (does it produce milk..? Have you given birth from your vagina..?).
Now, I understood what he was asking but couldn't guess why he was asking that. I felt a bit annoyed by the useless query, but considering my situation of being crushed badly by him, I controlled myself. Even I had started allowing his advancement and enjoying the pleasure to some extent. Somehow, I answered him timidly....'unh -uh' (noo...).
He seemed to get happy listening to my negative answer and then whispered again.... "mast doodh matlab chuchhi hai tumra..... abhi tak dudh bhi naii aaya aur etna bada.... (you have great boobs,... even though it has not started producing milk, still it's so big)". I didn't respond to him and how a girl can respond to such compliments. However, his such filthy statements were boosting my temptations.
My resistance was almost gone, and I was letting him what he was doing or wanted to do. My wisdom was disproving all his actions, but my body was so indulged in the pleasure, it was refusing to take any command for resisting Uncle action.
He continued holding and crushing my tits by both hand and down below thrusting his cock above my valley. By then, his lungi was already parted and his bare lund (cock) was grinding my cunt above my nighty. He clutched my left hand and pulled it to hold his cock. As soon as I realized that, I pulled my hand back in shame. It was too embarrassing to touch and hold a cock. I had done it before sometime, when my hubby was forcing me to do it and it was so embarrassing, but here he was a complete stranger.
He again held my hand firmly and put it on his cock and whispered...."pakaddd na.... randi.... abhi chudegi to saara sharam nikal jaabegaa..(Hold it... you whore.... Now, when you get fucked... all you shame will disappear)." He forced me to hold his cock by holding my palm over it and guided me to shake it.
Oh My Gosh..... It was so hot and big... throbbing as anytime it could burst in my tiny palm. It was so thick, I was hardly able to encircle even half of its girth. Yes. It was way bigger to my husband.The feel of a strong throbbing pulse and its heat were passing a strong sensation to my body and ultimately to my cunt, which had already started leaking profusely. I was astonished by the feel of his cock and locked to my state. He sternly whispered.... " hila na kutiyaa....aaj tak lund pakdi nahi hai ka..(Shake it, Bitch....havn't you held any cock yet)" and firmly shook my hand. I was shocked by his wordings. He appeared to be a completely different person now, not the same gentleman as I had seen hours before. Like a dumb I obeyed his command and started shaking his rock hard cock slowly.
He then lifted himself from my top and started sliding my nighty upwards. I got his intention and allowed him to do so without any of my resistance. My body had already surrendered to him completely. And when my nighty got stuck after a little due to my body weight, I even lifted my hips slightly to ease him. This was totally ridiculous. I don't know why but I was cooperating with him so well. Seemed as, psychologically also I was getting ready to fulfill his desire and by so getting pleased myself too. Maybe because, I was almost certain and made up my mind to get fucked by him. Or maybe, my craving also started triggering.
He slid my nighty till my waist and then by tugging his fingers to my panty, he pulled it out in one go. And again, silently I had lifted myself a bit to ease him. Indeed, it was a shameless act of me, but I did it assuming he would not notice. Little knowing, by assuming him so innocent, basically I was proving myself a fool.
My treasure was exposed to be looted. My mind was completely clear from any ethics, morals, or values. What I was thinking about were his huge cock, the upcoming pain and the unimaginable pleasure.
I was still holding his cock, timidly shaking slowly and obeying his command. First, he brought his hand over my inner thigh, after feeling its smoothness and softness, he brought his hand over my cunt. He appeared thrilled with disbelief by the feel of puffiness and smoothness of my shaved pussy. He touched my pussy crack with his rough fingers and noticed my already oozing cunt, profusely releasing thick love juices for him.
He then spitted and lubricated his one finger and inserted it inside. I got shrunk by his rough finger touch but he forced it inside and it went smoothly because of the abundant wetness of my cunt. He made 2-3 strokes and then added another finger, making it two and continued stroking. I was afraid and holding his wrist in fear of any unexpected move. My cunt was well accepting his strokes and after a few moments it started responding too and unwittingly in pleasure, I lifted my cunt up to get more of his strokes.
He then removed his hand and lubricated it again with his spit and tried inserting his 3 fingers together. It was hurting and so I held his hand and stopped him. He overpowered me and forced all his 3 fingers inside and whispered in a stern voice...."Chup se leti rahhh..... (keep lying and be silent)". With the aid of overwhelming juices, my pussy got acquainted with his 3 fingers. He got a big palm and the thickness of his 3 fingers together was more than my hubby cock. My pussy was well reacting to his finger fuck and within 10-12 strokes my body got stiffed. I held his hand powerfully and started shaking violently. He seemed confident and happy over my defeat and his success.