Hey this is my first attempt to write a sex story, so please send me all the feedback you can, I will try best to improve myself.
My name is Ankit and I live in Delhi, I have a sister, her name is Jyoti. This happened a couple of year ago when I was 18 yrs old and Jyoti was 24. Let me tell you a little about her; she’s an absolutely bomb her figure is 36-26-38 she has an angelic face and her DD cups boobs and massive ass can even make a dead man’s cock rise in attention.
Well my sister recently got married but I heard that my Jijaji is totally useless in bed, I often heard my sister yelling from the adjacent room that you’re a “namard” and that you cant even last 2 mins after seeing me naked. So she remained frustrated for about 2 months. I guess she had many bfs in college, I often saw imported langere in her drawer (some of which aren’t available in India).
So my sister was preparing to go to the local boutique to get a dress stitched and when at the market she called me and told me “Ankit the boutique is closed, but I need this stitched urgently as I have a party to attend tomorrow,” I told her that she should go to masterjee’s show in the nearby slums. She hesitated for a moment and than agreed as it was an emergency.
About 20 mins passed and I began to have thoughts that perhaps it wasn’t such a good idea to send my busty sister into a slum where men have probably never seen such a hot “maal” before. I quickly put on my clothes and rushed to the shop.
While going into the I could see her, she was wearing a really light chiffon sari where both of her heavy ass cheeks where swaying with every step. Her blouse was also really right and showed off all the couture of her breasts. I could hear dirty men comment on her. “Bhai mil jaye yeh maal bas 15mins ke liye… chut fad ke bhosda bana du”, “bhai mumme dekh iske, chus ke saara dudh pi jau saali rand ka”, I guess she was liking the attention.
She than walked into the small hut of masterji, he had a sewing machine and another small adjacent room for fitting. I knew him and he was a fucker man named Masood. He was over 6 ft tall, about 35 yrs in age and an absolute beast to look at. I’ve overheard some of the maids who were from here that he was famous for his sexual exploits. He had massive experience and fucked girls as young as fucker to women as old as 50. He has used his massive cock to make those girls his addicts so that they regularly visit his shack, whether they have tailoring needs or not.
So I was scared for my didi as well as curious to see what would happen. I quickly ran into a narrow ally between his shack and an adjacent house. It was full of foul smelling garbage but it was nothing compared to what I was hoping to see. I took a disregarded coke crate and positioned it under a hole in the wall from where I had a view of his shack.
My didi knocked on the door where Masood yelled at his assistant “lagta hai customer hai, darwaza khol aur dekh” he promptly opened the door and was left stunned, I bet never saw a hot Punjabi maal at his slum shop before. After a moment he said “plz come in come in. and closed the door. Masood came up and was surprised as well, I could clearly see the bulge through his Pathani Kurta. Didi showed him the plastic bag and told him that she needed the dressed by tomorrow. Masood was truly a wicked man, he took on look at the dress and said that “madam there are some grave errors in measurement in this dress” didi asked if he was sure and that she had it made by a expert lady tailor. Masterji said with a wicked smile that “madam, I have been doing this work for 20 yrs now, I can tell a woman’s statistics just by looking at her, and I guarantee you that the measurements are wrong,” he even went further to say that if he is proven wrong than he will give the order for free.
Didi thought for a moment and said, “masterj ee aapki badi tareef suni hai, aggar aap kehte hai toh sahi hi honge,” so she agreed for a remesurement. Masterjee took her to the adjacent room where he turned on an old 100W light. He closed the curtain behind her and took a long look at her, than without saying anything he removed her pallu, didi was startled and a small gasped escaped her mouth but she didn’t say anything more as she thought that it was normal. Masterjee took one good look at her and told her “madamji aggar acchi fitting chahea toh blouse kholni padegi,” didi thought for a moment and was hesitating but Masood interjected, “madam mere paas time nehi hai, bahut se order hai, aapse pehle kisine maere sath aisa nehi kiya,” these stern words stunned didi into reality and she said “accha theek hai kholti hu,” she hesitated and reached behind her and opened the hook and took off her bra. Her bra was soaked in sweat from the overhead 100W light bulb and the fact that there was no fan there.
Masood stood there with his eyes wide open, he had probably never seen such a nice pair of boobs in a tight, expensive white bra before. They were dying to pop out. He than said very politely that madam you are very beautiful, didi could not understand his cruel intentions and smiled. Masood yelled at his assistant to run and get “special” cock from the shop near by. Now I had heard of this, its sold by criminal shopkeeper and is just regular coke with a tablet mixed in it that gives the drinker uncontrollable sex drive and stamina. Didi began to say “nehi nehi iski kya zaroorat,” Masood interjected by saying that “madam I realize that its very hot here as I don’t have a fan in this shack and as I am a professional fitter I take much more measurements than regular so it will take some time.”
The drinks arrived in the meantime and both of them began sipping from their bottles. Didi had covered her bra with her saree pallu but it left little to the imagination. Masood engaged didi in small talk by asking her about her husband, how many kids she has. Didi was amazed to learn that Masood maian has 4 wives and 10 children. She jokingly asked how does he manage and he simply replied that he’s very gifted ;-) to that didi understood the joke and smiled. Masood was an old player, he was a sly talker and didn’t look at her boobs even once to make her feel uncomfortable and perhaps change her mind.
So after chatting for 5 more minutes she got up to continue the measuring and immediately I could see that the drugs were showing their effect. She became giddy, and sweating profusely. In fact her nipples became erect and since the sweat made her bra translucent they were easy to make out. I could imagine what was going on inside her panties.
Masood was sure taking his time, he was rubbing his finger against her skin whenever get got a chance, when he was behind measuring her shoulders he was speaking the measurements right into her ears. I could have sworn that he put his cock in between her ass cheeks and rubbed it there few times. I could see that didi was completely lost, perhaps it was her hornyness, her frustration of not being satisfied by her husband or the drugs but she closed her eyes and was gasping… “aaaaaaah, uhhhhh, ummmm, ufffff.” Masood realized that she had fallen into the trap now and with one swift motion he pulled the string tying up her petticoat. She didn’t even realize it and it fell to the floor, in a neat circle along her legs. I could clearly make out a big wet spot where her pussy should be on her panties.
Didi meekly realized what was happening and tried to protest but Masood quickly reached for one of her boobs and squeezed it hard. Her entire boobs didn’t even fit in his hands but she didn’t stand a chance against his iron grip. She yelled, “aaaaaaaaah dheere, dard hota hai”
Now Masood came to his real color and while heavily grouping her boobs told her “saali rundi itni acchi haath aayi maal ko jaane du, aaj toh mera lund tere fuddi ka ras chack hi lega, chahe tera ** hi kyu na karna pade” Didi somehow managed to get out of his iron hold and dropped down to pick up her petticoat, but in the meanwhile Masood had undid his salwar and while she was going down her face rubbed against his massive 12 inch black cock. She was mesmerized by its size, and by the the fact that it had two tennis ball sized testicles dangling under them. He said “saali chinal dekh kya rahi hai, pura ander dunga fir iska maza pura pata chalega tereko, fir yaha roz aayegi chudne ke liye.” Saying that he grabbed her hair and pulled it hard, didi opened her mouth to scream but instead Masood stuffed his massive cock in her mouth.
It was hard for didi to adjust the massive cock in her mouth, and I could clearly see her jaws streaching to accommodate Masood’s abnormally large cock. He kept his hand on the back of her head and began to fuck her face. Didi was clearly repulsed by the smell and size of the massive organ but the drugs he had given her earlier clearly betrayed her. The wet spot on her panty had grown so big that it almost looked like she peed herself. She was making sounds like “mmmmmph oooomp glug glug glug.” And Masood was clearly enjoying himself like a victorious warrior who is fucking his captives after a hard day’s battle. He was constantly abusing her with dirty words like “saali rundi aisa lagta hai tune kabhi muh me lund liya hi nehi hai”, “aaj dikhta hu tujhe asli chudai kisse kehte hai”, “aaje ke baad tere choot me aisa aaga lagaunga ki tera namard pati ko tu chune bhi nehi degi.”
The drugs really had taken their effect as she had stopped protesting and was sucking his cock, her one hand was on her boobs massaging her massive milk tankers above her bra and the other was inside her panties playing with her choot.
All of a sudden Masood pulled his lund out from didi’s mouth with a loud plop and I could see that it was coated with didi’s saliva and shining under the dim light. Masood began to pump his own cock with his hand and after 3-4 strokes groaned and deposited many thick strings of cum on didi's face and boobs.
Masood deposited thick strings of cum on didi’s face and stood there laughing like a victorious general who has vanquished his enemies. Didi was taken aback by how much cum Masood was able to produce, I bet jijaji was only able to do a few small squirts, and that too his cum was very watery. Masood than grabbed a nearby dirty rag and said “le rundi ab tu toh aur bhi khubsoorat lag rahi hai, chand pe bhi dag hote hai uar tere muh me mera pani hahaha,” saying that he took the rag and wiped her face clean. I bet the same cloth was used to clean the faces of 100s of other girls- women who came to have their clothes stitched& pussy stretched.
Masood then grabbed didi’s arm who was still in a daze and pulled her up. Her massive boobs jiggled with the sudden jerk. Masood then smooch her vigouriously as if he was eating up her face. Didi was fully turned on by now because of Masood’s actions and the medicine and offered very little resisitance. Masood was constantly saying vulgar things like “wah re saali chinal kya swad hai tera, aggar mai tera pati hota tab toh 24hrs tere thukai me hi laga rehta.” From the back I could see that he was mercilessly kneading her huge butts, didi’s gaand size was 38 so it wouldn’t fit into his palms. Masood massaged her ass all the while ravaging her face with his kisses, he then slipper his hands under her panties and grabbed her by her skin. Didi was surprised by this act and let out a small moan, “aaaaaaaaah.” Masood kept furiously massaging her ass for a few minutes and then with one swift motion he tore her panties like a piece of tissue paper. There was no need for didi to take it off because he had tore it from both sides and took the now worthless piece of cloth out from under her and threw it near where I was peeking through the hole. I could clearly make out that more than half of the area of the cloth was dark, meaning soaked in her juices. I’ve never seen a woman cum that much. For the first time I could see didi’s bare ass merely a few feet away from me, it was milky white and very shapely. I could see what a lucky man my jija was but Masood was luckier than he that he was going to pound that ass into oblivion today.
Didi tried to protest at this sudden violation by covering her pussy but Masood had anticipated this and before she could get her hands anywhere near her pussy, he had slipped his own rough hands there and began to massage her choot with his knuckles. I could see that this man was a true artist in controlling the female body as didi’s protests dissolved and her hands dropped to either sides of her body.
Masood begand by first running his entire knuckles along her choot slit than when he felt that she was wet enough he took the tip of his fingers and began rubbing it against her clit and pressing it, didi couldn’t stand it and bursted in an orgasm, “aaaaaah uiiiii maaaa”, Masood laughed and said “yeh toh trailer hai rundi, aage dekhti ja mai tera kya haal karta hu.” Masood then took out his hand from in between her legs and flicked and I could see drops of didi’s juices fling out and stain the wall. Madood then took his fingers put them in didi’s mouth and said “lagta hai tereko isse pehle kabhi kisi ne theek se handle nehi kiya, issi liye itna pani chod rahi hai.” Didi was completely lost and couldn’t utter a single word. Masood took this opportunity to swing her around and cup and massage them. It was looking like a baby deer had fallen into the hands of a lion, as Masood could do to her whatever he wanted. Friends this type of control only comes from years of practice on countless females.
He was doing a very unique technique that he was pressing her boobs hard and then loosening it up a little bit followed by a vibration motion, every time he did that I felt didi moaned in extreme pleasure. Didi’s body was sweating profusely and she had this sheen due to being coated in sweat, Masood than said “teri pure body me kuch bhi kapta nehi hai siva iss bra ke, toh yeh teri izzat kya dhakega,” saying that he put his hands behind and ripped off the bra clasp and threw the bra in my direction.
Wow I was now for the first time staring at my didi’s fully naked body, she looked like a porn star, 36 DD boobs slightly sagging and a massive 38 ass and all in the hands of this brute. Masood took a good hard look at her boobs and then moved his mouth to her chest and began licking everything like a tasty ice cream. In between he moved his mouth to her pink nipples and began sucking on them like a baby as he was mauling her other boob like a tiger. He said, “wah tum amir ghar ki rundiyo ki baat hi alag hai, itne bade bade mumme hume bahut hi kam dekhne ko milte hai iss slum me, aur nipple toh dekho madam ke, jaise ice cream ke upar cherry rakhi ho,” while sucking he was sometimes biting her nipples hard which caused her to yelp in pain, “aaaaah dhere!”
He kept busy on her boobs for a good 30 mins which caused didi to become unimaginably hot, she was like a bitch in heat and she didn’t care if the entire slum came around to fuck her right then and there.
Masood suddenly took his mouth off her boobs and spun her around to face me, I could see that her eyes were closed and her hair was all disheveled over her face and boobs. He grabbed her by the waist and bent her forward, I thought that he was going into her pussy but that old man had other tricks up his sleeve. He put his giant 12 inch black circumcised dick in between her legs and began rubbing it. Front and back. His dick was so big that I could see its purple head protrude in between her legs every time he thrust forward. I was wondering why he was doing it but he, himself gave the answer, “jab mai jawan tha mai tere jaise 1000 rundiyo ko ek sitting me chod sakta tha, par abhi meri umer ho chuki hai toh mera itni jaldi khada nehi hota, mujhe kuch stimulation ki zaroorat hoti hai iss liye apne lund ko tere choot ras se takat de raha hu.” Doing so he was pinching didi’s nipples and rolling them in between his fingers like a radio knob. Didi was emiting yelps, moans, and sighs in all frequencies and I guess Masood was treating her like a musical instruments. The veins on Masood’s cock and his bulbous tip kept rubbing against her clit and his fingers tuning her nipples were too much and didi had many orgasms in Masood’s arms. I could see the cum dripping from her choot and collecting in a visible puddle on the floor.
After doing this great trick for a few minutes he swung her around and carried her up in his strong arms and was holding her up like a baby as his dick was rubbing against her swollen pussy. I couldn’t imagine that this old man was so strong that he was able to carry my didi who was a bit bulky and trated her like a doll in his arms. I guess that is something my napunsak jija could never do. Masood was really showing her what real fucking meant and the best part was that the fucking didn’t even start. So Masood continued teasing her for 10mins and finally did couldn’t stand it anymore and yelled, “chod de mujhe, aur bardasht nehi hota.”
Masood was elated with this reply and said “ab aayi na rundi line pe, aaj tujhe aise chodunga ki har raat mere hi lund ke sapne dekhke panty geela karegi.”
He then thought that foreplay was over and it was getting dark outside so better sink his black, dirty lund into this maal fast before her husband calls. But I was amazed that there was no bed or table in the small room but only a dirty carpet. But I guess that is all that Masood needs so he laid didi flat on the carpet with her ass facing me. She was being bashful and closed her legs so I couldn’t see her most private part which till now only jijaji had seen.
Masood wasn’t a man to be fucked with and he became angry and laughed, “saali 2 kaudi ki raand mere dukan me nangi leti hui hai, tere pure badan ko maine nocha hai aur ab sati savitri ban rahi hai, chal khol!” saying that he gave a mighty slap on her massive ass, “cccchhhharak!!!” and didi yelled “uiiiiii” masood used that split second to hold both her ankles and spread them wide exposing her precious choot. Her choot was absolutely hairless and looked like a pussy of a teenager who had been unfucked. It like a delicate flower; thing pussy lips with pink insides and a nut like clit on the top.
Masood laughed and said, “arre rundi teri choot toh bilkul bacchi ki tarah hai, koi nehi aaj isse chodke bhosda banaunga”.... “aaj tujhe pata chalega asli chudai mard se kisse kehte hai, tu aaj kali se phool banegi.”
Didi was laying with her legs spread, badly exposing her delicate pussy towards me. Her pink pussy lips looked like a beautiful flower. Masood took his hand inbetween her legs and began massaging her pussy. First he started with her thighs than he moved closer to her pussy lips and finally he began to run his index finger up and down her slit. I could see that after some time her pussy was glistening with the juices it was secreting. Masood then decided to increase the tempo and with his finger began to rub her clit on top of her pussy. He started out slow and then started moving his finger at a furious speed on her clit, occasionally he was pinching and slapping her pussy lightly. Didi was having a time of her life, all fear and shyness had gone from her and she was behaving like a true slut, rubbing her own breasts and making sounds like “oooooh, aaaaaah, hmmmmmph” Masood said, “hahaha raand maza aaya na, aaj tujhe jannat ki sair karwaunga” (hahaha slut, are you having fun? Today I will give you a tour of heaven). He then lubricated his finger in her pussy juices and put his finger in his pussy and began to finger her furiously. Didi by this time was in 7th heaven.
Then Masood said “tere ek trick dikhata hu jo ki tera napunsak pati ko pata nehi hoga” (I’ll show you a trick that your impotent might not be aware of) saying that he bent his finger and attacked her G-spot and with his thumb began to mash her clit. Didi was surprised by this sudden assault and just gasped “aaaaaaah, uffffff, grrrrrrr” she began shaking like a malaria patient and moving her legs wildly. I guess she had lost her touch in reality and now for her only pleasure at the hands of Masood existed. There was a huge amount of juice flowing from her pussy, it looked like a waterfall from where I stood. Masood slyly remarked, “Sali chinal, badi sati savitri banne ka dhong karti hai toh yeh kya hai? (slut, you pretend to be a chaste woman than what is this?) saying that he took two fingers, swiped it across her pussy slit, and held it against the light, his fingers where shimmering from the pussy juice she had just spent. Didi couldn’t say anything and just did something surprising, she bent forward, grabbed Masood’s giant circumcised cock and pulled it forward towards her pussy Masood almost lost balance and fell on her but he pulled away and said “itni bhi kya jaldi hai rundi, thoda ruk jaa tera choot ka cachummar thodi der me bhi banaunga, Masood she chudne aayi hai, tujhe aaj 100% customer satisfaction milega” (what is the hurry, just wait a little, I will pulverize your pussy in sometime, you’re here to be fucked by Masood, I won’t let you leave without 100% customer satisfaction.”
Then he asked her whether her husband has ever eaten her pussy to which she said no, Masood laughed and said “tere jaisi Rundi ko khula chor diya issi se pata chalta hai kitna bada chutiya hai, tu mere bivi hoti tab toh yaha se parchoon ki dukan pe bhi na jane du” (Your husband must be a real retard leaving a hot wife like you, had you been my woman, I wouldn’t even let you go to the nearby grocery store). Then he moved to in between her legs and his face was just a few inches from her pussy. He said “rundi tayyiar ho ja, tereko jannat ki sair karwata hu” (get ready slut, I’ll give you a tour of heaven.) Didi shuddered when his hot breath hit her inner folds and let out a fait “aaaaah.” Masood didn’t show any gentleness and began to French kiss her pussy like it were her mouth. He was licking, sucking, biting her pussy lips and her clit. Didi was looking very sexy as she was shuddering, shivering and moving here and there in pain and pleasure. It seemed like the low class brute completely owned her like a slave. Didi was thrashing around too much because this was the first time in her life that someone had eaten her pussy and this was annoying Masood so he once again gave her a massive slap on her ass which stunned her enough that he could grab her by the ankles and pull them either side of her head. Didi was lying completely exposed like this with her open pussy in front of his face like a flower. Masood didn’t show any mercy and began slurping, licking and biting her pussy. Didi was making wild noises form the sudden burst of pleasure; “aaaaaaaaaaaaah, eeeeeeeeh, uiiiiiiii, grrrrrrrr” From time to time Masood was also taking his tongue and rimming her ass hole which was very exciting for her, you could tell whenever he did that because didi would let out a yelp “uiiiiiiii.” Madood then took his hands and began massaging her boobs and pinching and tuning her nipples. All this was too much for her and didi fainted for a little while. It must have been only a few seconds but when didi finally came to her senses she saw masood was lying on top of her face to face with his dirty beard tickling her breasts and his massive cock only millimeters away from her rosy pussy.
Masood said, “ab mai tera sub kuch le lunga; teri izzat, tera mann sanman, ab toh bas maeri rakhael hai, mai jaise chahu wasi tujhe chodunga” (now I’m about to take everything from you; your chastity, your self respect, from now on you’re just my slut, I can fuck you however I want). He began to rub his circumcised purple cockhead on her slit and this sent shivers through didi’s body. Her shivering was making her boobs jiggle like jelly which was exciting the brute, Masood even more. He’s cock grew hard with every rub until it reached the size of an iron pole. He said “theek se pani chod, apne lund ko isse chikna karunga, dekh aggar sukha raha toh teri chut phat jaigi aur tu chichegi” (cum well because I’m going to lubricate my cock with it, if my cock is try it’ll rip your pussy and you’ll scream in pain).
He was nearly ready and pushed the swollen mushroom head of his cock into her soft insides and didi said, “ruko! Condom pehen lo” (wait! Put on a condom), Masood said “kyu be rundi mujhe joi bimari hai kya ya fir tujhe hai” (what is it slut? Do I have a disease or do you?)
Didi meekly said that, “nehi mujhe pregnant nehi hona hai, mai abhi fertile hu, mere pati ne bhi mujhe bina condom ke nehi choda hai” (no I don’t want to get pregnant now, I’m in my fertile period, I didn’t even let my husband fuck me without a condom” Masood was annoyed and said “saali chutiya hai tera pati, tera jaise mast maal ko plastic chadake chodta hai, mai tujhe chamdi satake chodunga, maa bane toh bane, mere bacche ko tu aur tera napunsak pati palega… roj tere mote mote mumme ke dudh pike bada hoga” (stupid slut, you Husband is a retard that he fucks you with a plastic on, I’m going to take you skin to skin, nothing in between, If you become pregnant than let it be… you and your husband will raise my illegitimate child, he will grow strong drinking milk from your huge milk tankers). Didi was now scared at the prospect of Masood refusing to put on a condom and began to have second thoughts. she tried getting away form underneath Masood but he had already anticipated this and slapped her across the face. As didi laid there stunned he took his cock and began rubbing it against her clit. The pleasure was really overwelhming for didi and she began shaking again and to make matters worse Masood took one of her nipples in his mouth and began sucking on them while he was tweaking her other nipple with his rough hands.
All didi could say way “neeeehiiiii mat karo, ufffff” (ohhhh don’t do this to meeeee). Masood then took his rock hard cock and positioned it at her entrance and give a slight push until his door knob sized cock head was inside her pussy. Then he groaned and gave a massive push, didi’s eyes almost popped out of her socked at she yelled “oooooouuuuuuuucccccch, aaaaaaah” Masood immediately held his hand against her mouth and said, “kutiya, itni tez challaiegi toh puri basti yaha aajaigi teri choot marne” (bitch! If you shout so much the whole slum will gather here to fuck your pussy). He put his hands on her mouth and gave an even bigger push she arched her back and fainted from the extreme pain. Masood than parted her legs. I could clearly see that even after all this pussy his dark black cock was only 1 inch inside her delicate choot, it was its thickness that wasn’t letting it go inside. He parted her legs as far as they would bend to maximize the stretching of her pussy and gave another mighty push. Didi gained consciousness and started screaming, Masood realized the situation and he bent forward and put his mouth against his and started kissing her wildly. I could see tears roll down didi’s fair face. After about 10mins he loosened up a bit and began fucking her slowly. Didi began to moan like “aaaah aaaah, yes, yes, uhhhh” she said “aapka lund kitna bada hai, bade mushkil se he pura le paayi” (your cock is so big, its only with great difficulty that I could take it all in). He laughed and said “abhi pura liya hi kaha hai” (do you really think you’ve taken it all in) Didi was surprised and reached down to grad his cock, she grabbed it and felt that atleast 5 inches are still outside her pussy, she than slid her hands down and felt his low hanging tennis ball sized balls and began to massage them. Masood began to moan and groan at this sudden pleasure.
When Masood felt the time is right he grabbed didi’s hands and put them at either side of her head, as they were pinned down by his huge palms, Masood said “le rundi ab mere lund ka 2nd installment le, aaj ke baad teri yeh chot ek phool se bhosda ban jaigi, kisi gandi gutter jaisi ghasti ki bur” (from today your pussy will become like a open gutter, a whore’s pussy after taking my cock). Masood than bent forward gave her a long smooch than moved to her nipples and bit them quite hard and in the same time thrust the rest of his cock into her tight pussy in one massive push. She almost died then and there, she was in so much pain, She was flailing her legs but all to no use, her hands were pinned down by Masood’s hands. She kept arching her back and thrusting out her boobs, Masood saw them as invitation and began to lick, such and flick them with her tongue. After keeping his cock there for some time when the pain subcided a bit and didi was in a position to talk, he began slowly thrusting. He varied this thrusts from playful jerks to cruel thrusts where he took his cock out to only where his cock head was inside her pussy and then thrust it brutally inside until his balls slapped against her ass. He kept on saying “aaaaaah rundi teri choot me kitni aag hai, aaj tak maine kabhi itni tight choot nehi chodi aaj toh Masood ka lucky day hai” (aaaaah slut your pussy is so tight and warm, looks like today is my lucky day).
I could see just how tight her pussy is because every time he pulled his cock out I could see didi’s pink pussy forming like a glove on his cock. The ridges formed by the veins on his cock and the mushroom shaped cockhead was creating quite a sensation in her pussy because by now she was completely out of her mind! She was moving like a fish out of water on the carpet which was by now completely wet by her sweat and pussy juices. The whole room smelled of sweat and sex. Masood was by now thrusting into her like a machine gun and didi was moaning and groaning like a fucking cheap slut looking for a tip from her customer. All of a sudden Masood pulled out of her pussy, didi was taken aback and tried to push her pussy forward to meet him but Masood kept rubbing his cock on her clit and told her “Rundi mere se aur bardasht nehi hota, tere bur me aur 2mins bhi raha toh me tere ander mera pani chor dunga” (slut I cant stand it anymore If my cock remains in your pussy even for a second I’ll cum) Didi said “aaaaaah chod mujhe, mat tadpa, dal de apna lund” (aaaaaaaah fuck me now, don’t tease me, shove your cock inside me). Masood said “dekh le, aggar tere ander maine apna pani daal diya toh tu pregnant ho jayegi, mera pani bahut tez hai aurat ke bacchedani me aate hai maa bana deta hai, bata kutiya banegi mere najayez bacche ki maa? Jabbhi be tu seshe me apne mote mote jhulte hue milk tanker momme aur football jaise pet ki dekhigi tujhe meri kalakari ki yaad aayegi.” (reconsider it, if I discharge inside you than for sure you will become pregnant, my sperms are very strong, they never miss their mark, they will make a girl pregnant as soon as they enter a woman’s womb, tell me slut do you want to raise my illegitimate baby, do you want to feel proud every time you look into the mirror and see those milk tankers hanging heavy with milk and that belly swollen like a football).
I guess didi didn’t have a choice, if its one thing I know about women is that once they’re warmed up their logic goes out the window and they make the most stupid decisions. Didi was the same she said “haaaan haaan sabke liye tayyiar hu, tu bas chod de mujhe, aur mat tadpa” Do Masood did as she wished and plunged his cock inside her pussy and after 2-3 powerful thrusts thrust it deep and rested it at the entrance of her womb and let loose gallons of sperms inside of her. Didi looked so pleased like a thirsty man given that sip of cold water. He flung her head back, wrapped her legs around Masood’s well built body and scratched his back as she collapsed, savoring that warmth inside her womb that was Masood’s baby making sperm. Masood then pulled out his cock from her pussy with a loud plop and atleast 2 tablespoon of his thick white sperm leaked out. Masood quickly grabbed a bundle of sarees and put it under didi’s butt so that his cum did not leak and waste on the carpet, he then took his finger collected the dropped cum and rubbed it on her lips by saying “jaani yeh badi kimti cheez hai, isko barbad nehi karte, jaane mere kitne hazaro nagayez aulade iss sheher me ghoom rahe hai, jinki mao ko maine tere jaise toda hoga iss room me.” (Darling this is a very expensive stuff, don’t waste it, I have lost count how many thousands of bastard children I must have had in this city alone whose mother’s were hifi sluts like you and who I broke down in this very room). Saying this he gave several playful slaps on didi’s pussy thap thap thap. Didi didn’t react because every ounce of energy had been sucked out of her in this brutal fucking and breeding session.
Didi lay there for some time, Masood’s pearl white cum was leaking out of her pussy like a waterfall. After some time didi got to her senses and saw the wall clock, it was quite late already. She was shocked and scrambled to get up.
Masood- Kaha jaa rahi hai saali raand (where are you doing fucking whore)
Didi- Mujhe ghar jana hai, kaafi der ki nikli hui hu (i have to reach home, I’ve been out for too long)
Masood- Saali Rundi tujh jaisa gadriya maal pake agar maine itni jaldi chor diya toh mai duniya ka sabse bada chutiya kehlaunga (fucking slut after getting my hands on such a plump bitch like you, If I let you go than I’d be called the world’s greatest fool)
Didi- nehi chor do mujhe mera pati ghar pahuch chukka hoga, zada der kiya toh woh police bula sakta hai (no leave me my husband must have reached home, if there is more delay he may call the police)
Masood hearing that logic understood that didi had a point so he took didi’s phone from her purse and gave it to her
Masood- le apne chutiya pati ko call kar aur bol ki tu yaha mera lund ka jhula jhul rahi hai aur aaj raat ko mere se ek gift leke hi jaygi (here call your dumb ass husband and tell him that you’re getting fucked by me and will do so for the entire night and will return with a gift)
Didi completely missed what Masood meant by a gift but I understood very well, he meant that he was going to impregnate her with his seed. I always knew that these poor ruffians have a habit of entrapping and impregnating young women from good families. They just love to see their victim’s belly swell with their “gift” and for her and her husband to raise that bastard child as their own. I bet half the city’s women have been fucked by this brute because this guy was truly an expert in breaking down bitches and putting “gifts” inside their womb.
Didi- dialled jiju’s number, hello haan mai aaj mere sahi ke yaha thairi hu,woh akeli hai aur uski tabiyet kharab hai.... (hello, yeah, I’m at my friend’s place, she’s ill and alone in the city)...
Masood realised the precarious situation of didi and using is devilish brain he put his index finger on didi’s pussy and began to massage her clit, in the mean while he put the other hand on her nipples and began tweaking it like a radio knob.
Didi- aaaaaaah eeeee
Jiju- must have asked her what’s up and is there any problem
Didi- nehiiii uffff yaha bahut macchar hai aaah, chalo kal milti huuuu humphhhh (nooooo ufff there are many mosquitoes hereeeee, byeeeee see u tomoro)
Masood was impressed and said “saali rundi pehli baar apni pati ko dhoka de rahi hai kya? Lagta toh nehi hai, kyu kaha kaha chuwa chuki hai?” (stupid slut, is this the 1st time you’re getting fucked outside marriage, it doesn’t look like it, tell how many times have you been fucked?).
Didi felt insulted by this accusation, Masood was trying to show her what a cheap slut she was, which ironically she had become and this angered her. She turned around and started to get up from the floor and in the process turned her plump ass towards Masood. This was a big mistake
Masood was like an old wolf who knew all the behavior of his prey. He quickly seized the opportunity and slapped her ass hard “CHARRRAAAAK” Didi was taken aback by this sudden pain and fell into the doggy position. She was facing me so I clearly saw her face which was contorted due to the sudden pain, but more appeasing and mouth watering was the way her big boobs dangled and almost touched the floor. Masood then approached her pussy from the back, didi’s plump ass was so big that I couldn’t see Masood’s face all I could see was that didi’s ass was like two giant hills in the background with a nice deep ass crack.
Masood than smooched didi’s lips (the one between her legs) I couldn’t see it directly but form didi’s facial expression I knew exactly what he was doing. Her face was very contorted like she was in the 7th heaven of pleasure. Masood was kissing her clit lightly and licking it, and then he began running his tongue up and down her slit. Didi was now a mere toy in the hands of this brute. I could see beads of sweat forming on her chest, running down her boobs and dripping from her nipples, this thing was enough to send shock waves through her body. Every time a bead dripped her whole body shook from the pleasure. I could also see drops dripping from between her legs, were those her juices, Masood’s greedy saliva or a combination of both I don’t know.
So Masood was thoroughly enjoying didi’s pussy. I could hear sounds like chuk chuk chuk slurp slurp slurp which means that he was kissing her pussy and fucking her with his evil tongue. Masood remarked “tum amir aurto ki chut ka swad hi kuch alag hota hai, hamere yaha rundiyo ke chut she badboo aati hai, pur tere choot se toh shehed jaisa swad hai” (there is something different about the pussy juice of rich women like you, slum women’s pussy stink but yours tastes like honey). Didi was completely lost in this assault on her pussy and closed her eyes. Suddenly Masood stopped eating her pussy and didi opened her eyes to see what this brute was up to.
Masood now backed away from her pussy, wiped his face on her petticoat which he had threw earlier and was now standing behind her. It was a wonderful sight, his coal black body being eclipsed by her huge fair ass. But Masood wasn’t going to let her have it that easily. He took his erect cock and began rubbing it on her pussy. Didi was totally out of her mind and began making primal noises like a bitch in heat. Ohhhh ufffff hmmmm plz don’t tease me, fuck me plzzzzz. Masood said “oh Madam, mujhe itni angreeze nehi aati, jo bolna hai, Hindi me bol” (Madam, I don’t know that much English, whatever it is say it in Hindi). Didi after some hesitation said “plzzz aur mat tadapao mujhe, chod dalo” (please don’t tease me anymore, fuck me now).
Masood said “dekh le pehle hi mai tere ander jhad chukka hu, ek aur baar kiya toh tu toh kya, teri maa bhi pregnant ho jaigi, bata pale gi mere najayez bacche ko?” (look I’ve already cummed inside you, if I do it again that let alone you, even your mother will get pregnant, are you sure, are you ready to bear my child). Didi was too lost in this teasing and said “yes I’ll do anything just fuck me plz.”
Masood obliged and held his cock in his hands, and after 2-3 pumps of it he positioned his cock’s bulbous head on didi’s but and gave a mighty push. It sounded like a giant fart, prrrrrrrr, brrrrrr, Masood laughed hysterically and said, “dekha rundi tere kamsin kali choot ko kaise ek ganda bhosda bana diya, ab yeh kasa hua karara chut nehi balki ek muncipalty ka gutter ban chukka hai. (Hahaha see slut I made good on my word, I fucked you so badly that your pussy is no longer a delicate flower but it’s like a well used pussy of a whole, it’s not tight anymore but split open like a municipality drain.” So Masood began to pump her furiously and was enjoying the loud noises her pussy was making prrrrrrrr, brrrrrrr, fach, fach, fach as well has his balls and thighs hitting her ass, thap thap thap... All this mixed with my didi’s moans and groans uiiii, aaaaah, noooo, uffff, uimaaa. It was like a terrific orchestra of fucking going on there.
For Masood it was nothing new, he had probably broken down hundreds of women; young, old, rich poor, right on the very same spot so he knew exactly what to do. He grabbed Didi’s hair and pulled it back, this made didi almost stand upright and I could clearly see her giant breasts were swaying to his thrusts. Masood than was holding didi’s hair with one hand like the reigns of a horse and his other hands were mashing her breasts. He went absolutely wild, he was pinching, slapping, kneading and clenching her giant swaying boobs. He brought his face close to her ear and whispered “saali raand abhi se tere mumme aur chuttar itne bhaari hai, ek baccha nikalne ke baad tu ekdam south ki heroine lagegi... pata nehi lidkiya itne paise plastic sergeon ko kyo dete hai, mere se kuch weeks chudte hi unke size 3 measurements badh jata hai.... ab toh tujhe apne har naya kacchi, bra, aur dress mere se hi silni padegi kyoki purani toh tere chote padh jaienge” (bitch, even now your breasts and ass is so big, after getting pregnant and making a baby from me, imagine your assets will grow large by 3 whole dress sizes, now you’ll have to stitch all your panties, bra and dresses from me because all your old ones will be too tight. I don’t know why women for for plastic surgery for making their boobs bigger, getting fucked by me for few weeks for free would do the trick).
He was fucking her mercilessly, I was amazed at this goon’s stamina and energy he was moving so fast that even my eyes had trouble following him. In some of his long strokes his dick head was hitting the door of didi’s uterus and his was causing her pain, you could clearly see that whenever he did a long stroke didi’s winced her lips in pain and closed her eyes. In on of these massive strokes Masood lost his grip on didi’s hair and didi fell forward, luckily her boobs acted like pillows and she didn’t get hurt . Masood’s cock slipped out with a plop but it was still erect and glistening with didi’s juices.
It was a devilish sight, didi had fallen down on her belly, her dishevelled hair covered her face but the bulges of her boobs were clearly visible, crushed by her own weight. Didi’s ass was bulging out even while lying down and looked like two giant curvy hills with a valley in between which was wet due to dripping Masood’s cum. Masood was looking like a monster who had just vanquished his enemy and stood there like a victorious warrior, his entire body was glowing with a thin film of sweat, his cock looked like a metal rod without a hint of slag, and his balls hung down like two cricket balls with enough sperm to impregnate every woman on this planet. Masood knew that this was nearly the end, but good for him, it was also his favourite position. He took one hard look at her ass and said “rundi yeh toh mera favourite position hai, ab maza aayega” (bitch this is my favourite position, now I’ll have fun” he bent down and lied on top of didi. The contrast looked like an Oreo cream biscuit with his dark body in stark contrast to the fair body of my dear didi. He took his cock and put it in between her ass and began to rub it... Didi made a weird face as like she didn’t know how to react to this deviant behavious.
Masood than extended his hands and grabbed the hands of my didi and extended them out, without guidance and relying solely on experience Masood positioned his cock at the entrance of her pussy and gave a push. This time as Didi was lying with her legs closed so her pussy walls were closed it was tight. Didi was in great pain and was wiggling to get out but Masood had already grabbed her hands, she was no match for his strength. All I could see from my position was didi’s frantic wiggling attempts and the jiggling it produced in her boobs and Masood kissing, licking and biting her earlobes and neck. Eventually Masood’s cock found her pussy’s entrance and went inside. Didi was shocked, her entire body went stiff as Masood was pounding her into bliss. He used didi’s plump ass like a pillow and was giving mighty strokes which were making waves on her plump ass and legs. Masood said tere pati ka lund toh itna bada hoga nehi ki iss position me teri chudai kar paaye, jaani iss position me bahut hi kam log chudai kar paate hai, aur woh bhi jab koi gadriya rundi chud rahi hoti hai, power, stamina aur ek lamba mazboot lund chahea.” (your impotent cuckold husband must not have the skills to fuck you in this position, very few men can, it takes a whole lot of power, stamina, and a big and powerful cock, especially if the bitch is as voluptuous as you).
It was clearly his favorite position and he had lots of practice, he was grinding into didi like a machine, he fucked her by thrusting, wiggling, jumping.... he fucked her by holding her massive tits from underneath and squeezing them and by putting one hand around her boobs and the other around her neck. It looked quite brutal, like he was trying to choke her, but didi looked like she was lost, she had given her honor, her married life, her way of life for this cheap brute a long time ago. After about half an hour fucking her in this position he made a roar like a lion and pushed as deep as he could, didi screamed on top of her voice aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh nehiiiiiiii I guess he had pushed so deep that his cock was half way inside her womb and he was directly discharging her sperm into her ovaries. Clearly Masood was totally exhausted he pulled out and it left a few strands of cum still connecting his cock and didi’s pussy which was by now totally destroyed. But I know what ever cum fell out, at least 10 times more was still inside, and waiting to put a baby inside her belly.
It was getting quite late for me also and to avoid any suspicion I also headed home, anyways there was no more action left. Masood slept on his back on the floor with his wet, deflated but still impressive cock smeared in didi’s pussy juice and his own sperm and didi lay there, passed out, like a defeated slut on her belly with cum leaking out of her pussy.
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