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Ashok and I had decided to sleep for a few hours before we had to leave behind for the station but I could not catch some Z's. I was tossing and turning thinking about what I would do the next few days. I turned and for a prospicient time watched Ashok sleep like a baby, he and I had a long-distance marriage and we both knew that we were fucking others whenever he had a fortune. I always felt fortunate that I was married to him, because he knew just how big of a strumpet I was back in schooltime and college, he was one of the many who had fucked me. He used to live just a few star sign away down the street, and his parents knew mine. So when we both reached the legal age to marry our parents started looking for a lucifer. Somehow his parents came to cognize that my parents were also looking for a match for me.

One dawn Ashok came home and Mom had answered the door, mom came to my way and told me that a ally of mine named Ashok and come, I could not call back or recollect who this Ashok was because he was one of the many faces that I always deleted from computer storage after they were done fucking me. Anyway, I went out and met him and only after seeing him I remembered who he was. Ashok was always the gentleman even during orgies. I had observed that he had always respected me and did not address me like a trollop ever. So I greeted him in and we talked he informed me that his parents had told him that they had received involvement in our man and wife from some common friend of our parents. I was surprised by this and I was thinking that he had come over to say me that it should be me to reject the proposition as he did not want to marry a slut and while still be respectful by not telling his parents that I was a slut.

Just then there was a tycoon cut and it started getting very hot, so I asked Ashok if he wanted to keep talking on the terrace he accepted and we went upstairs. Ours is a typical Red Indian doubling chronicle place with the living, dining, and kitchen on the ground base and bedrooms on the first. We headed upstairs to the patio and found mom sitting below the form of shelter the water armoured combat vehicle envelopment provided. She was smoking and was surprised to see us there, she said"I did not cognize you were coming upstairs"and I replied that"I did not bang you would be here"she moved to stub off the cigaret and Ashok said"O please land up it, it is ok"my mom looked at me and I gave her the, of class, wind up it look and she continued. Now the affair is that I knew that mom smoked and she knew that I smoked too, in fact, we had shared a few cigarettes many times. Anyway, this was her spot, because there were former double and triple story domicile nearby but none overlooking this topographic point. See the affair is that smoking is bad, yes, but from where we were female smoke meant only that she was wayward and amoral. More so if she was the female parent of a Loretta Young girl.

As mom was finishing up Ashok walked away and was looking around and taking in the lot our terrace offered, I snuck down and took a ottoman from the cig and mom just smiled. After she was done she went downstairs saying,"You both be unspoilt now"once she was gone I walked over to where Ashok was and said so"what do you want me to do ? freeze off the man and wife proposal ?"he looked at me puzzled and said"Noooo, I want to make out what you want, do you want to marry me ?"now it was my routine to be baffled, he knew that I was a trollop, he knew that I must have fucked all his friends some family too maybe, he knew that I took pridefulness I being used, he knew that I would never be faithful yet he wanted to know if I wanted to marry him. He understood my predicament and simply offered to tattle openly before making any decisions.

I thought this was the correct thing to do so I agreed, we sat down on the story and I started with the Same questions that were buzzing in my mind,"Don't you know that I am a slut ? You are aware that I must consume fucked all your friends some family too maybe, right ? And you are aware that if we were to get married I would never be congregation to you, I am not built for it. Still, you want to have it away my answer"he looked into my middle took a deep breath and said"I am fully cognisant that you are a adulteress and were called the college bicycle, I have no trouble with that, you indeed have fucked all of my friends and again it doesn't affair to me that you have about your third gear concern of you having maybe fucked some in the family, so what ? Again it doesn't topic to me."He took a intermission and took my hands in his and continued"Lastly you said something about being faithful to me then, I have thought of this and my answer is that I want to get hitched with you because I want you not just physically but mentally and emotionally also, and I am well aware that you will never be emotionally and mentally with me if you are not fucking others. So please pee a mental note that I would never even think of asking you to not be with others."He held my handwriting up and kissed them softly and went on"In fact, I don't know if me saying this will abridge my luck of you saying yes but I just want you to understand that I find it impossible for me to imagine you not fucking others, and so I want you to roll in the hay others as long as you want it."

It was my round so I said"I am beaming that you said you have no issues with me being with others and want me to be with others. That does put me at simpleness a bit, no question this would weigh a lot in my decision. Also, you said that you have no issues with being the college bike but what would you do when your friends come home and want to roll in the hay me the Same for your relative ? How do you designate to deal that have you thought about it ?"

Ashok thought about this for a minute and said"As long as they don't force you and you are fine with them fucking you. I won't mind… but if someone forces you into it I would pour down them. About congenator well they all have or will birth wives and mother and girl who I could be with"he winked saying that and I winked back saying you know I can be with those wife, female parent, and daughters too, and started laughing, he understood the mean of that and joined me in laughing saying hey whatever works for you. I then finally said so do you need the answer right now or would you give me time to conceive it through. To that he said I can learn as a good deal time as I needed as long as I did not say no whenever his parents contacted mine for a meet and greet. We both thanked each former and he asked if I had any cigarettes on me. I told him that I would get it from fatty and he said who ` s roly-poly, and I told him"Mom ! We call her butterball at home."He chuckled and I went downstairs.

I found mom in the kitchen and asked her for a few cigarette, she simply told me that they were in the common container below the kitchen surface. Mom hid those there as Dad was not aware that she and I smoked and he never came to the kitchen to prepare, my dad couldn't cook to hold open his liveliness so he always stayed away from the kitchen. This gave Sir Thomas More than the unadulterated station to keep her hoard. I grabbed a few cigs and a cold bottle of water and went back upstairs.

When I reached back up the stairs on the terrace Ashok was still sitting in the Sami point we were earlier, so I asked him to come below the tank, he did and I handed him the bottle first he had a few gulps of water, and then then the butt. I showed him where the matchbox was he asked if I wanted to have one and I told him that I would own one after, but would have a cigar before that. I moved on all fours and crawled towards him I kissed his semi-hard dick over his jeans and then rubbed it over a few fourth dimension. He quietly asked what if mom comes and I said don't worry she won't, after that without wasting any more time I pulled down his zipper and unbuttoned his jeans. Ashok was not wearing any underwear ! His dick emerged magnificently into my waiting handwriting. It was hot to touch and was getting harder. I think he was good 7"and easily 2 inches thickly, I slowly started stroking his gumshoe, he closed his eyes and was enjoying every movement of it. I had almost over five inches of his amazing shaft in my mouth and I started bobbing my head back and forth on it.



`` Oh yeah, suck it cps, ''

Ashok moaned and said `` God, you are such an tidal bore slut, '' Soon, Ashok reached down and yanked down my tank top, letting my impressively round quite impertinent boob spill out, he gave out a loud sigh cupping my breast in his mitt and began to fondle it

I continued to stroke and suck his hammer. After a few minutes, I turned my attention to his balls and licked them in slow, brusque apparent movement with my tongue. This tickle Ashok and he pinched my nipple hard making me heave and sigh.

All I said was"wanton please, don't damage the goods"he ran his fingers through my hair and said"you are built for this and will never be damaged"I had goose bump when he said that and pinched me again saying

'' How about you let me get inside that sweet kitty-cat of yours you whore ? ''



`` Oh, oh, yes with pleasance, '' was my response.

I shifted myself and asked him to lie down and tugged on his dick a few times before mounting him. The shelter we were in had sufficiency space, I had pulled my dame up around my shank and was not wearing any step-in so it was quite effortless. I started going up and down on his shaft and he held on to my round wobbling breast.

Ashok was really safe and I was in ecstasy I ended up crying `` Oh, oh, oh, ah, Oh God ! Oh piece of tail me, oh yes, aaaah, '' fuck this townspeople fucking cps of yours, fuck me harder ! Oh yes, this loud whore wants your cum, cover my insides with your fucking cum ! ``

'' Uh, ah, oh, Meetaaa, fuck yeah, oh, I 'm going to cum pretty soon for you ! '' Ashok groaned as I bounced on his cock. I kept fucking him back and simply told him to always scream me names when we were fucking. That was something that I had learned about myself very early on, I enjoyed when I was abused and called noisome things. I also realized that he was nearing climax so I started bouncing on his pecker higher and faster. Soon enough he erupted inside me. I clinched on his cock with my pussy and he shot 4 streams of cum into me that I could experience. I stayed like that for a span of proceedings and then lay adjacent to him and rested for a patch.

After resting for a few hour we were both thirsty so I decided to go downstairs and get something to drink, I got dressed and moved out of the shelter and found out that while we were fucking each former Mom ( Sakshi ) had come upstairs with two glasses and a jar full of lemonade but having seen us bonk, had left the tray on the trading floor and went back downstairs. She is my mom yes but was always fine with me being the slut, anyway more about her later. So I took the tray with the refreshment and went back to where Ashok was, he was alarmed and asked me how come I got it so soon as I had moved away from him just seconds earlier, I told him that Mom must take got it for us. His side turned a shade of garden pink with embarrassment I think, for he too realized that she must have got seen us. I saw this aspect and immediately lied saying that Mom and I have this understanding that if I am with any of my ally on the bench then she leaves the recreation and all at the terrace door and doesn't come up all the way.

Ashok was relieved hearing the lie, and gladly accepted the glassful of lemonade, which he finished in one big draft as I refilled the glass he asked me if I was detached that day and wanted to conjoin him on a bike ride, I told him that I had nothing planned so would be happy to go with him. He was beaming that I had said yes so he left and said that he would be back in 30 minutes to pick me up. I asked him about the destination and the mode of travel only to figure out what to fall apart. He told me that he knew of a shoes some 3.5 hours from home which he wanted to go to with me and that we would go on his motorcycle. So I told him that I would be ready and he left. I sneaked down into the shelter once again and smoked a butt and went downstairs.

Before going to my room, I went to the kitchen kept the tray with jug and eyeglasses, and informed mom that I was going on a bike ride with Ashok, she looked at me and smiled a naughty grin, and told me that if I was going to be home late in the night then I should name or text her. I too responded with a Brobdingnagian smiling on my face and said that I would make sure that I updated her. There were many unsaid statements said in her naughty smiling and my smile. Anyway, I went to my room and took a cascade, I made sure to finger myself and in the cognitive operation cleaned myself I made sure that whatever of his cum I scooped out I ate. Back in the elbow room I walked to my closet and decided to put on blueness jean and a red and white handicap shirt, along with a thong and a red push-up bra. I applied light-colored composition and some fragrance. I also pulled out my rucksack and kept a towel and a change of wearing apparel and undies. I was ready so I went out of my room and sat in the livelihood room when mom came out with a sports stadium of cut yield for herself and me. We accepted it and was eating when she asked me where was it that Ashok was taking me and I told her that some point along the river about 3.5 hour away. She asked"on a cycle ? I assume."And I nodded my headland yes. Soon Ashok arrived but did not come inside, instead just honked, hearing it mom said"okkkkkkkk. Seems like the boy is eager to rag you again. I mean tidal bore to go on the ride with you"and laughed and kept a mischievous smile on her face, I winked and laughed too and told her that I would update here as promised if I was getting late. She simply said,"Good, be prophylactic and have fun ”.

I draped a scarf joint around my head and put on shades and sat on the bicycle, he ensured that I was comfortable and cook and we started, it took us almost 30 min to strain the highway due to traffic. Ashok asked me if I had been on a bike ride date before today and I told him that it was my first with him, he laughed saying at-least he was my first gear in something. I laughed hard at that. We were cruising at a nice focal ratio and the weather was not very harsh, the constant dhup-dhup-dhup-dhup sound made by the bicycle was very calming and I went back in clip for a crusade I remembered that I had my first orgasm on the back on a bicycle, my sire's bike a hanker meter ago I was Danton True Young back then yet I am aware that it would be embarrassing for most to have your first of all cum while holding on to your Father-God, yet I have always looked at it only as my first sexual climax and have cherished the memory always. Ashok was telling me something but since I was not paying attention, I could not participate or reply so I told him that I was finding it difficult to hear what he was speaking. He understood the logical system and stayed quiet. I instinctively hugged him tightly from behind as we sped through the road, the strong vibrations from the bike giving me that familiar tingle in my slit. I also rested my head on his shoulder, I could smack the cologne whiffing into me, I took in the survey and sound of the fast-moving countryside, The only constant was the river flowing following to us, I was happy and mentally swore to myself that I would go on More drive now onwards.

Anyway, soon I was brought back to reality when Ashok slowed down saying he wanted to have a cup of tea and if I was fine having it at some roadside shack or wanted to go to some restaurant, I told him a roadside shack would be alright. He confirmed if I was trusted saying there won't be any washroom at the shack, I told him that even if we went to the restaurant I wouldn't use the restroom as I found those unhygienic and dirty, well truth be told I liked going out in the open or where there was a luck that soul would enamour me in the act and not in an enclosed space. I could feel Ashok shrug maybe thinking mulct have it your way or something like. Soon we saw a shack and he brought the bike to a arrest, we got down stretched, and straightened up we had been riding for a good 2 hours 45 mins or so. He asked me what I wanted to have and I told him some Costa Rican colon would be unspoiled for me, we had that and he generally enquired if I was enjoying it so far and I told him that I was. We mounted the bike resumed the drive, I told him that he should be on the lookout for a secluded stain for I had to pee. Soon we left the highway he told me that the situation he was taking me was not far from where we were and that I should breed my face with the scarf as the adjacent bit of road was dusty. After traveling for 5 minutes on the scandal road he stopped and I got down, the place where he had stopped was next to the railway line raceway and a caravan had just passed, my naughty brain told me to wait for the next train so I took decided to smoke, just as I was about to complete, I saw a string coming towards us, I quickly wrapped the scarf around my case and headland and took off my jeans and g-string and squatted down, cheek towards the side of the train. As soon as the train's locomotive had passed me, I let go of a powerful watercourse of tender piss into the ground. Fortunately, the train was passing at a decent fastness where no one could get down yet be capable to see me flash. So I continued and then the pissing current slowly sputtered to a trickle and then ended. A huge puddle of pee sat under my feet.

I turned around while still being squatted and looked at Ashok and he looked glad, I simply said feed me two minutes and started to finger myself, the thrill of doing what I had a few seconds earlier and the fact that I was already on edge for a while from being on the bike, I came within a moment. Ashok made a facial expression that said that he was print, so I got up wore only my jean, not the g-string, and was ready to leave when Ashok came plucked a stick and link up my G-string end to it making a fleur-de-lis of variety. He then implanted it adjacent to the now quickly drying puddle I had made. We both smiled and got back on the bike.

Soon we reached a prissy quiet billet on the riverbank, where he stopped the wheel and announced that we had reached. I took in the milieu it was very tranquillise, hardly anyone around, the river flowing making the funny sound, birds chirping overall it was scenic and quite picturesque. I asked him what was so special about this place and he told me that he was not superstitious yetAS all the thought process he had were clarified in his psyche there and he was hoping that it would work for me too. We sat down on the sandy shore and waited for a retentive meter before either one of us spoke. When we did we spoke about lots of thing right from our childhood and kinfolk to personal aspirations to what we had thought about or wished for in our better half.

Anyway as we chatted I was smoking, I saw that a group of 4 guys was sitting a few meters away from us they were eyeing me for sure enough as I was smoking openly and it was uncommon for girls to smoke from where I am. I did not pay much care to them and continued chatting with Ashok, and I broached the topic of me being a nymph. He smiled and told me that he wouldn't have asked to marry if I was not a trollop, he told me that he had understood at an early age that he was dissimilar in the way he saw things. For him being with someone was only possible at an excited horizontal surface, physically the more one is with the other the more one is attracted towards the one emotionally is what he believed in. I was thinking about things when one of the boys for the mathematical group sitting further away came up to us and asked for a matchbox to get down a cigarette. My strumpet mother wit was activated instantly and I pretended to look for the hoy here and there when I knew that I had kept the lighter in the left breast pocket. I purposefully patted my denim pocket first and then my redress boob pocket pretending to expect for it. Finally, I retrieved the lighter from the left and handed it to him. He lit his cigarette and went back to his friends. Ashok and I continued chatting and after a piece a different guy from the group came asking for the igniter this clip I handed it over flop away and asked where they were from he told me that they were from the local village nearby, to which I asked if he knew where I could get some bottled urine to drink.

There is no workshop which sells that nearby but will do water for you, was his response.

I thanked him and took the lighter back.

Soon enough he returned with a feeding bottle saying I could suffer it, I asked how did he manage it so soon and was informed that it was with them for mixing liquor that they had got. I thanked them again and he left. Ashok and I agreed that the chemical group was decorous, he told me that he had seen them earlier too on his previous visits and they had always been this way.

After a patch Ashok declared that he had to pee and would be back, I asked him where would he go and he pointed towards a patch of wild shrubs much further across the chemical group of Friend. He asked if I wanted to join him to relieve myself too, and he told me that I did not make to yet. So he went, as soon as he had crossed them I had an mind and decided to act on it. I stood up and walked over to the boys and without any preamble asked if they had an extra cigarette as I had finished mine. They did volunteer two brands and that they had and I picked one and lit it, I was about to turn when one of them said

"Aree, yahin baitho usko aane main time lagega, beech me khoda Hua hai, ghuum ke Jaana padta hai"which is"why don't you sit with us, he ( Ashok ) would convey time to return as he would consume to walk Thomas More to reach the shrubs due to a ditch that has been dug in between. I looked up towards Ashok and he indeed had taken a detour. I was not aware of this ditch but was happy that there was one and that meant that Ashok would accept Thomas More time to regress. So I sat down with the guys and began small talk. One of them offered me a chalk of whisky they were having, I refused to say if I drank it then I ` ll have to go pee and that I did not need to walk so much. To which the first guy who had come for the light said"yahin kar Lena, humari tarah"( do it here, like us ) pointing towards a rock sitting just a few feet away. The one holding the looking glass kept it down and simply said its hunky-dory no coercion and got up and walked over to the rock and took out his dick and started to pee, I saw his hitch cock which while being limp was 6 column inch and charcoal black. A dark stain formed over the Rock as the stream of piss began to run all over. I watched transfixed and as if being mind-controlled picked up the deoxyephedrine of whisky in front of me and I finished it all in one swig. No Oklahoman than I had emptied the glass there was an fling to fill again it, I nodded yes and handed the glass to one of them. It was refilled promptly and handed back to me. I had a formula sip and giggled looking at the rest of them.

I looked towards Ashok and saw that he was still walking in the other guidance, the guy followed me and laughed I shook my psyche in mental rejection too and joined in the laughter and all of us were salient. I knew what to do and said I am Meeta, what about you all. They then introduced themselves one by one, the inaugural one who had come for the lighter was Prakash, the sec one was Monu, the tertiary who had filled my glass was Heera and the one who had just pee ` ed on the rock'n'roll was Bablu.

Monu asked who Ashok was and I told them"Abhi toh dost hai, shayad aage pati ho Jaye"for now he 's just a friend, in the future maybe married man. To which Heera said"sooch ke Karna shadi, Thoda chutia lagta hai"( think before you marry, ( Ashok ) seems like a chicken ). I finished my beverage and looked at Heera shaking the empty chicken feed, he simply asked"kya ?"( What ? ) And I asked for a refill. To which Bablu said"phele tumhe Kuch Karna Hoga,"( first you need to do something ) and I asked if I should lead of my dress"kapde utaru ?"in a very normal sounding tone, as if it was naught and before they answered I was on my pes undoing my shirt buttons and took it off in one nimble movement and sat down. The four of them clapped and one of them said"yeah hui na baat"( now we are starting ) I picked up the empty drinking glass and waved it to them my bra-clad boobs jiggling a bit. But again bablu did not relent, so I inquired in a mock irritated tone"what now"to which he told me that he did not me to remove the shirt but since I had done it was fine… all he wanted was for me to say things in which he would record and pass water it into a ringtone on his telephone. I asked him what he wanted exactly and then asked him to pack out the telephone set. I noticed that boulder clay then none of them had even taken out their headphone from the pockets.

"Bablu meri choot, meri gaand, meray ma aur mera muuh tumhare intejar main hai"( Bablu my cunt, my ass my breasts and my mouth are waiting for you ) he stopped the transcription and replayed it a few fourth dimension, he looked satisfied and immediately kept his earphone away and poured me another glassful. I looked at the others and asked if they too wanted something similar, they did so I said the same for each one of them just replacing the names. They all looked happy which made me felicitous. Prakash asked me for the lighter again and I told them that it was their go to do something for me, they asked what I wanted and simply said I did what they did not ask for initially so they should also do the Lapplander. They understood and soon had taken off their trouser and underwear. All 4 had started to get operose. I felt at family being in a bra with alien, with complete noesis that I would be fucked soon by all of them made my slit wet. As they were removing their clothes I finished the crapulence and when they sat down I got up telling them that I had to pee now. Hearing me say that sent a shockwave it seemed as all 4 tool twitched at the like time.

I then removed my jeans and as my ass came into sight Monu gasped realizing and almost shouting that I was not wearing any panties. I smiled wickedly and squatted down and released a streaming torrent of my gold piss…To all of their surprisal, rather than traverse myself or even look vaguely mortified, I spread my legs further to yield them all a easily looking at. Bablu was the first to write himself and asked he could amount closer, I gave him and all of them the obviously yes face and soon they all were in front of my face. I was still pissing even after a minute. I couldn't believe how much pissing I had in me, as my watercourse was just going with no sign of stopping ! At long last, my flow petered out, Heera encouraged me to go on pissing till I gave them a show of every drop I had, and since I had been so full, I started again a few times, and pissed out a mediocre amount. Finally, I was completely drained, and every drop of pass water I had in my bladder had gone out.

As I finished I pulled Bablu towards me and without any preamble started to take up him. Soon someone unclasped my bra and made me completely naked. I moved from dick to dick after giving each 5-7 suction. The 4 brace of work force were now all over me, in my hair, on my tit on my back, on my ass, on my pussy, on my legs, everywhere their men roamed freely, and not one inch was left untouched. From the corner of my eye, I saw Ashok homecoming and was only a few understructure away. For a second it felt as if the 4 wanted to run back but I think because I continued to suck them or because Ashok inserted his two finger's breadth in my cunt and saying it loudly"chut deekho Sali ki, tapak Rahi hai"( did you guys see her slit, it is dripping ! ) they got positive that Ashok was hunky-dory with all this.

I was pulled into a standing position and they passed me around from one to another, kissing me and either groping my dumbbell or ass or fingering my pussy or pinching my nipples or all of it. My ass and boobs were bouncing every fourth dimension I was passed on from one guy to another. I came twice just by being passed around and felt up thoroughly. Ashok came and sat where the 4 of them were sitting and had lit a cigarette, she urged the 5 of us to keep going on. It was that motion that I had made up my creative thinker that I would marry him.

Anyway, I was now kneeling and all the 4 bozo were standing around me shaking their dicks while one was in my backtalk. Once in a while, before the gumshoe was inserted into my mouth the owner of the tool bent and kissed me, Soon I was made to remain firm and Bablu picked me up in his arms and inserted his dick in my pussy, Heera gave me about a bit to adjust and then inserted his 8inch super straight dick in my ass. The other 2 Monu and Prakash were trying to catch a knocker each but were unsuccessful since I was hugging Bablu very tightly and not even air could put across between us.

Heera and Bablu fucked me in that position for 20 minutes and decided to exchange holes, so I was lowered and turned around and now it was Heera in my twat and Bablu in my ass. Monu and Prakash were sitting with Ashok and all 3 were sipping on the drink while with their left script were stroking their gumshoe. Heera and Bablu again fucked me for 20 bit before lowering me on the ground. They did not cum as they wanted to assure that others also got to know me first.

Prakash lied down and asked me to go up him while Monu spat on my ass and inserted his dick, they both seemed calm than the in the beginning two and I understood that these two would live prospicient and indeed they did… they were fucking me senseless for almost 45 second, they too stopped gave me a schnorchel of 5 hour and turned me around now Monu lay on the floor with his dick was in my pussy and Prakash who was the self-aggrandizing at almost 8.5 inches long and a massive 3"in heaviness, in my ass. Again they kept fucking me for a serious 30 minute of arc and I heard Prakash say to Ashok,"Bhai, Teri hi, hone wali biwi hai, tu Kuch to ker"( blood brother she is your futurity wife, do something ) and Ashok came over and I took him in my mouth. I was fucked for another 20 minutes and then Monu asked if he was allowed to cum inside me. I told all of them they could cum wherever they wanted, Ashok came first on my face, Sending the two over the edge too, soon Monu came in my cunt and Prakash in my Ass. As soon as they were done they moved back and Heera got in my ass and came there while Bablu came over my face.

I was exhausted, and fell asleep naked right field there I was subject, live up to and soon going to be married. A couple of 60 minutes later I was woken up by Monu, he told me that it was starting to get dark and that if we ( Ashok and me ) wanted to stay then they would fix up something for us. I nodded no thanks and told him that I would wish to leave. I looked around and saw that Ashok and Heera were in the river taking a dip. Monu was sitting next to me and I asked him for a cigarette he handed me one. I was smoking when he pushed me gently and mounted me in a missionary position he was fucking me gently and I was smoking at the same time. Monu fucked me for 5 minutes and came over my titty, then Bablu took me in the Saame stead, he also came over my bosom. After he was done Prakash came and asked if he could fuck my ass again for a few Min dialect I told him he could if he cums in my ass. He too did not take a lot meter and unloaded in my ass.

I saw that Ashok and Heera were heading back and since I had to pee I squatted and let out a chummy sweetie stream of pee exactly where I was sitting, I took some of my pee and splashed it over my face. The three saw me and asked if I wanted more and I simply nodded my head, yes, soon the three started to pelt piss down on me. I was startled at first of all by the sudden onslaught of 3 spirt of pee on my fount but adjusted quickly. Prakash shouted"Ashok Bhai, jaldi aa, Dekh bhabhi ko"( Ashok come fast, see what bhabhi ( bhabhi=brothers wife ) is doing ) Ashok came running and saw me and just laughed. He too positioned his dick and soon I had four streams of piss drenching me, I turned my head a few time to make sure I got a penchant of everyone 's pee. I got more than a taste as I swallowed down as much of the gilt nectar as I could. The four of them pissed and pissed and it was soothing to the soul when they did that. I finished off by sucking the four clean of piss. I held the weewee off in their tool by squeezing them. This way I was able-bodied to put a cock in my sass and then release the piddle and swallow it down as soon as my mouth was wide.

Heera was watching all this and came over, he made me continue on all quaternity and pushed his dick up my ass he relieved himself there and in effect gave me a piss enema. This brought me to yet another orgasm.

After my orgasm subsided and I was stable, we all went into the river where we had a quick dip and rinse. We headed out and chatted making promises to come back soon. It was almost 7 pm so I sent mom a schoolbook as I had promised her. I quickly changed into a knee-length skirt and a T-shirt that I got as fifth wheel. I did not wear any inners. The four of them mauled and kissed me goodbye and we ( Ashok and me ) were on our way. On the route, I asked him if he was disgusted by my legal action and he slowed the motorcycle and stopped it, I did not screw what had happened so he pushed me on my knees and told me hows this for an answer and started to pee on me … he drenched me and I rode with him back to the city in my piss drenched clothes.

Before we reached the city we took a fracture at a dhabha ( a 24x7 food carrell ) where I had dinner party I took Ashok in the back and gave him an amazing cock sucking. He again pee ` ed on me and I drank as much as I could. It was there that I told Ashok that I had decided and was looking forward to marrying him.

Ashok was ecstatic and picked me up in a hug and kissed me, he did not care that he was also tasting his own pee and that brought be to another orgasm. I was in love.

It was indeed a wheel drive to remember…

> TBC >

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