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Devika & her Husband's Friend - 7 : Last day, New Experiences

Everyone was very emotional, as this was the last day of their stay. Aslam quickly declared dinner was on him. All of them sat outside and had coffee. Vishal was sitting on the log of wood and was very happy. He was in a great mood. Aslam grabbed his bag and said he is going out for shopping. He left quickly leaving Vishal and Devika at the tent...........

Vishal was staring at Devika, she just ignored him and went inside the tent. Vishal just sat there are kept looking at the lake. Aslam went to the base camp, there were few shops there. He quickly grabbed a big bottle of whiskey for Vishal. He also bought some sleeping pills. He also bought a big rope. He also bought strawberry syrup for himself.

He raced back to his tent. He saw Vishal was still sitting outside. Without saying a word he went inside the tent and came out within a minute. Vishal looked at him leave again.......

Devika came out of the tent and said, "Baby I'm going to take a swim" she left.......

At the beach aslam was waiting for Devika. As soon as she reached, he grabbed her.....

He pulled her panties down and started fucking her again......

He kept on fucking Devika at the lake shore non stop. Aslam was very horny. He kept on fucking her till late afternoon. Soon they left for lunch. Vishal saw them coming towards the tent laughing and giggling. Both of them were wet and had sand on their bodies. Before he could say anything. Devika said, "Aslam is an amazing swimmer. He taught me the butterfly stroke" and went inside.......

Aslam came and sat near vishal. Vishal was intimidated by his presence.........

Aslam-"Ab kaisa lag raha hai Vishal?"

Vishal felt the creeps again, he panicked

He said, "Ab theek hai mera ankle, lagta hai kal se walk kar paunga"

Aslam said, "Nahi chal paoge"

He quickly grabbed his ankle in his forearms and twisted it hard. Vishal started shouting at the top of his voice, "aaahhhhh....... please.....kya kar rahe ho"

Aslam kept on twisting his ankle in his strong arms. He did it for some time. He heard Devika come out of the tent, aslam quickly changed his grip on his ankle and started kneading it, "Dekho na Devika, Vishal ko fir se chot lag gayi. Aaj subha firse ankle pe gira"

Vishal started crying, "Ye jhooth bol raha hai. He twisted my ankle baby" Devika was puzzled. She didn't know what to say. She looked at aslam angrily. Devika said, "Aslam ye kya bol raha hai? Kya tumne Vishal ko mara?" She was really angry. She felt bad looking at Vishal, he was crying non stop.

Aslam just got up and went inside his tent.

Vishal started narrating her what happened, she and Vishal started having lunch as Vishal was telling her how badly aslam had twisted his ankle again. He was still crying. Inside the tent, aslam had a smirk on his face. He went to sleep thinking of the final night ahead.

               

Nature has its own way of healing

 Aslam woke up late in the evening, it was already getting dark. He scanned his tent. Both Devika and Vishal were not present. He stepped out and saw Vishal was kissing Devika. She was sitting on the wooden log and they were making out. Aslam stepped out and said, "Aahuummm....Aahuummm"

Devika opened her eyes and blushed. She kept looking down. Vishal looked at him and had a beaming face. He felt his charms were working on his wife. Aslam was really angry looking at him kissing Devika. He wanted to keep her to himself. Aslam just looked at Vishal and gave him a death stare.

Vishal ignored him, he kept on smiling looking at aslam. Aslam wanted to teach him a lesson. Soon it was dark. Aslam started his BBQ stand and started roasting his chicken. He went inside and quickly fetched the bottle of whiskey he had bought for Vishal. He gave it to him and said, "For you bro, maaf kar de"

Devika said, "Awwww that's so sweet"

Vishal was surprised but took the bottle.

Vishal started drinking immediately. His ankle was still hurting after aslam had twisted it hard, he started drinking heavily.

Soon everyone started having dinner. Aslam took a big bite of the chicken and looked at devika's breasts. He licked his lips. It was a full moon night. The moonlight was looking like heaven's gate on the lake. Aslam was very horny. He knew this was the last night at this beautiful location. He wanted to make it special. His eyes were looking deep into devika's eyes. He already had an erection.

Everyone finished dinner and started singing old Hindi songs. The mood was light. Vishal was drinking whiskey heavily. He was already tipsy. Just then aslam spoke, "Let's go for a swim guys" Vishal was stunned

Devika jumped, "Wowww let's go"

Vishal was not interested. "Itni raat ho gayi hai. Safe nahi hoga" he said.

Aslam got up and stripped to his underwear. He had a huge tent formed. He sat down in front of them only in his underwear. Devika just kept on staring at the huge bulge in his underwear. Vishal looked at her, he saw her eyes were on his dick. Devika licked her lips and said, "Let's go". Vishal finally agreed.

Aslam picked up Vishal easily and carried him to the lake. Vishal was immensely humiliated as aslam was carrying him like a baby in front of his wife. All three of them jumped in the lake.

Immediately Devika started playing in the water, splashing water on Vishal and Aslam. They were mesmerized by the scene, the moonlight was perfect on the lake. Vishal was feeling horny. He went near Devika and kissed her. Aslam saw that and went underwater. He mashed his face on her lycra shorts. Devika yelped "ouch"

She pushed back her ass and aslam rose up.

Devika pushed Vishal and started swimming. Aslam and Vishal both kept looking at her heavenly body in the moonlight. Both men were turned on. Devika had her back towards them. Aslam quickly grabbed Vishal and flunged him underwater. Holding his neck and pushing him deeper into the lake. Vishal started moving his body violently. Aslam kept him there for one minute. He pulled him up and gave him a chance to recover his breath. He did it again. He loved to torture him. He held him underwater for even longer. Vishal started panicking, he felt water enter his mouth. He started struggling. Aslam pulled him up again. Aslam smiled at him and punched him in the face. Aslam also landed blows on his head. Again he grabbed him and pushed him underwater. He saw Devika started swimming back to them, he quickly pulled him up and smiled creepily.

Vishal was already crying but devika didn't notice. All three of them started walking towards the tent. Aslam picked up Vishal in one hand and started walking. Soon they reached the tent, the bonfire was still burning. Vishal felt incredible sexual tension in the air. All of theme were wet, Devika was looking like a sex goddess. Aslam carried Vishal inside the tent, he put him down on a mattress and said, "He has hurt his leg again, I'll help you Vishal" Devika kept looking

Aslam quickly grabbed the rope he had purchased and tied his leg. He suspended his leg up in the air and said "isko aise hi rakho".

He also went near him and tied his hands. "Aaram karo Vishal, jaldi so jao". Aslam mixed the sleeping pill in water and gave it to him. "Thoda pani pi lo". Devika laid down next to him and started caressing his hair. "Kitni chinta karte ho, aaram kar lo thodi der"

Vishal insisted her she stays in the tent.

Aslam left the tent and waited outside.

Soon the sleeping pill started doing its job. Vishal fell asleep. Devika saw that and bit her lower lip. She was already wet. She stripped completely naked and went outside, she saw Aslam had his back towards her. He heard the sound and turned around......

Aslam saw her and he was hard already. He quickly stripped and went towards her. He grabbed her by the waist and slammed her on his dick. He started fucking her in standing position. He walked with her in his hands towards the bonfire and started pounding at her pussy. Both of them were very very turned on. Aslam slammed his tongue in her mouth. He kept on fucking her. He loved the feel of her pussy on his dick. Aslam had an insatiable appetite for having sex with Devika. He could fuck her all times. He was always hard for her. Aslam kept on grinding her ass on his big dick. Both of them were moaning loudly. It was a truly erotic sight, a big bulky man fucking a petite sex goddess. Devika started cumming on his big dick, "ahhh....fuck me hard.....ummmmm"

Aslam kept on fucking her in the nature for close to 2 hrs. They did it in standing position, doggy and what not. Aslam forced her to sit down and just shoved his big dick in her mouth. He started fucking her mouth with ferocity. Devika had tears in her eyes.

Aslam shoved his dick all in, his balls were touching her lips. Devika started gagging and tried to push him. He didn't move. He kept on banging her mouth. His pre cum was falling down on the ground. He kept on fucking her mouth hard. Aslam didn't show any mercy. Suddenly her grabbed her hair and flipped her around, SLAP......SLAP.....SLAP......SLAP

He kept on slapping her ass hard. Inside the tent, Vishal heard that and woke up in the middle of the night. He didn't find aslam and Devika in the tent. He panicked. He looked outside and saw two shadows in the bonfire. He kept hearing the slapping sounds non stop. Aslam was spanking her ass hard.

Devika was crying non stop. Aslam kept on slapping her ass hard. Her ass was red. His hard hands really stinging in the cold night. Suddenly they heard a loud thunder, shortly it started raining. Aslam didn't move, he kept on fucking her mouth and slapped her ass.

He roughly inserted his finger in her asshole and started fingering her asshole. Devika just looked up and said, "Please no.... please"

Aslam gave an evil laugh and inserted his finger even deeper in her ass. Both of them were wet in the rain. Aslam kept on going......

The bonfire had stopped, it started raining heavily. The rain hitting the skin harder.

Devika looked up and said, "Andar chalo na, jo karna hai kar lena". Aslam smiled at her

He grabbed her hair roughly and picked her up on his shoulder and started walking in. The surroundings were pitch dark. Aslam walked in the tent with Devika on her shoulder, Vishal heard his footsteps and said, "Devika, tum ho?" She didn't reply.

Vishal waited for some time and heard....

"Ahhhh.....dheere.....Vishal so raha hai"

Aslam had started fucking her again. Vishal heard that and started to look in that direction. He couldn't see anything. It was pitch dark. The rain was hitting the roof of the tent. He couldn't hear properly. Aslam grabbed the strawberry syrup bottle that he had bought and started pouring it on her body. He started licking her like a mad dog. Devika also poured the syrup on his big dick and started sucking it vigorously. Vishal could mildly hear sucking and licking sounds. He tried to move, but aslam had tied him. Vishal kept looking at that direction. There was a flash of lightning........

He saw Aslam was pounding her like a man possessed. He looked like he was on drugs. Vishal didn't realise Devika was his drug. Aslam just kept on smashing her pussy in the tent. Soon she felt his tongue on her asshole and shivered. She looked back at aslam and said, "Waha nahi please". It was too late.

Aslam slammed his dick in her pink asshole.

Devika shouted, "Arrrggghhhhhhh........aaaahhhhhhhhhhh..........hhuummmm...... Aarrggghhhhhhhhhhhh"

Aslam put a hand on her head. He started searching for her panties, he quickly stuffed them into her mouth and started fucking her asshole. Devika was crying again. Her asshole hurt like anything. Aslam was really encouraged by her screams, he wanted Vishal to hear her screams. He wanted to show him how a real man fucks a goddess like Devika. He kept on slamming his dick.

There was one more flash of lightning, Vishal looked towards the sound coming........

Her big ass was jiggling as aslam fucked her hard from behind. Vishal couldn't believe what he saw. He looked again but it was dark now. He could only hear her screams. Aslam just closed his eyes and went at it non stop. Vishal kept looking at the direction of the screams. It was mixed with the sound of the rain hitting the roof. The rain continued throughout the night and so were the screams............

Aslam kept on brutality fucking her asshole non stop. Devika kept on crying. She kept on crying the whole night. Vishal could see occassional glimpses of his big black cock going in and out of her. He kept on looking in that direction for the next lightning strike. He didn't realise when he slept. But in his sleep also, he could hear the screams of a woman.

Vishal could hear the muffled screams all night. The tent was pitch dark and filled with wild grunting of a beast fucking a sex goddess. It was true animalistic mating. Vishal was experiencing nature taking its natural course. A beautiful sexy female choosing a dominant male as her partner. It was meant to be. Nature has a way of healing. They kept doing it till early morning.

Next morning, Vishal woke up early. He saw Devika was still sleeping. He started looking for aslam, just then aslam entered the tent. He looked at Vishal and smiled, he came near Vishal and untied him. Gave him a hand and both of them were standing outside,

Aslam said "How are you feeling now?"

Vishal was gutted, "Better now". Vishal was thinking aslam was behaving like nothing happened last night. Aslam smiled at him and started packing. It was time to leave.

Soon everybody realised that was it, the camping trip is done. Back to normal life. Devika woke up and immediately felt the pain in her asshole. Aslam had ravaged her asshole all night. Vishal looked at her and she just avoided eye contact with him. She immediately felt guilt. She realised what she had done last night. She was scared of looking at Vishal. She just quickly packed and went outside the tent. Aslam looked at Vishal and just grinned. Soon everyone was ready to leave, Vishal looked at devika and realised she couldn't walk properly. Vishal and Devika didn't talk to each other all throughout the journey home. Vishal was incredibly hurt by her actions. Devika was incredibly guilty. She kept looking outside. There were no words spoken. Aslam started his bike and started his journey back home. He was incredibly happy by how things went. He knew Devika was his. He knew nobody can fuck her like he did. He just knew............

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