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Ashok and I had decided to sleep for a few minute before we had to leave for the station but I could not sleep. I was tossing and turning thinking about what I would do the next few Clarence Day. I turned and for a long sentence 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 chance. I always felt fortunate that I was married to him, because he knew just how big of a slut I was back in school and college, he was one of the many who had fucked me. He used to live just a few sign of the zodiac 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 peer. Somehow his parents came to know that my parents were also looking for a equal for me.

One morning Ashok came dwelling house and Mom had answered the room access, mom came to my elbow room and told me that a friend of mine named Ashok and come, I could not reckon or recollect who this Ashok was because he was one of the many faces that I always deleted from memory 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 riot. I had observed that he had always respected me and did not treat me like a slut ever. So I greeted him in and we talked he informed me that his parents had told him that they had received sake in our marriage from some common friend of our parents. I was surprised by this and I was thinking that he had come over to tell apart me that it should be me to reject the proposal as he did not want to marry a hussy and while still be respectful by not telling his parents that I was a slut.

Just then there was a magnate cut and it started getting very hot, so I asked Ashok if he wanted to continue talking on the patio he accepted and we went upstairs. Ours is a typical Red Indian duplicate story house with the living, dining, and kitchen on the earth floor and bedrooms on the first. We headed upstairs to the terrace and found mom sitting below the sort of protection the water tank car enclosing provided. She was smoking and was surprised to see us there, she said"I did not bonk you were coming upstairs"and I replied that"I did not know you would be here"she moved to stub off the fag and Ashok said"O please finish it, it is ok"my mom looked at me and I gave her the, of course, finish it look and she continued. Now the thing is that I knew that mom smoked and she knew that I smoked too, in fact, we had shared a few cigarette many times. Anyway, this was her spot, because there were other forked and triad story homes nearby but none overlooking this spot. See the thing is that smoking is bad, yes, but from where we were female smoking meant only that she was wayward and amoral. More so if she was the mother of a untried girl.

As mom was finishing up Ashok walked away and was looking around and taking in the sights our terrace offered, I snuck down and took a quilt from the cig and mom just smiled. After she was done she went downstairs saying,"You both be trade good now"once she was gone I walked over to where Ashok was and said so"what do you want me to do ? Reject the marriage proposal ?"he looked at me puzzled and said"Noooo, I want to know what you want, do you want to marry me ?"now it was my turn to be baffled, he knew that I was a slut, he knew that I must have fucked all his friends some family too maybe, he knew that I took superbia I being used, he knew that I would never be faithful yet he wanted to roll in the hay if I wanted to splice him. He understood my plight and simply offered to talk openly before making any decisions.

I thought this was the even up affair to do so I agreed, we sat down on the floor and I started with the Lapp interrogative sentence that were buzzing in my mind,"Don't you know that I am a slut ? You are aware that I must have fucked all your friends some family too maybe, right ? And you are aware that if we were to get married I would never be faithful to you, I am not built for it. Still, you want to fuck my answer"he looked into my middle took a deep breath and said"I am fully cognisant that you are a slut 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 issue to me that you have about your third concern of you having maybe fucked some in the kinsperson, so what ? Again it doesn't affair to me."He took a pause 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 wed you because I want you not just physically but mentally and emotionally also, and I am well cognizant that you will never be emotionally and mentally with me if you are not fucking others. So please make a mental note that I would never even think of asking you to not be with others."He held my hand up and kissed them softly and went on"In fact, I don't know if me saying this will reduce my chances of you saying yes but I just want you to empathize that I find it impossible for me to imagine you not fucking others, and so I want you to make love others as long as you want it."

It was my turn so I said"I am glad 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 incertitude this would matter a lot in my conclusion. Also, you said that you have no event with being the college bicycle but what would you do when your friends come home and want to bang me the same for your congeneric ? How do you intend to handle that have you thought about it ?"

Ashok thought about this for a bit and said"As long as they don't force you and you are fine with them fucking you. I won't mind… but if somebody forces you into it I would bolt down them. About relatives well they all have or will have married woman and mother and daughters who I could be with"he winked saying that and I winked back saying you know I can be with those wives, 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 dedicate me clock time to think it through. To that he said I can take aim as much clock 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 cigarette on me. I told him that I would get it from fatso and he said who ` s fatty, and I told him"Mom ! We call her fatty at home."He chuckled and I went downstairs.

I found mom in the kitchen and asked her for a few coffin nail, she simply told me that they were in the usual container below the kitchen aerofoil. Mom hid those there as Dad was not aware that she and I smoked and he never came to the kitchen to cook, my dad couldn't Captain James Cook to keep his life so he always stayed away from the kitchen. This gave Sir Thomas More than the perfect plaza to celebrate her stash. I grabbed a few cigs and a cold bottle of piddle and went back upstairs.

When I reached back upstairs on the terrace Ashok was still sitting in the Sami point we were earlier, so I asked him to number below the tankful, he did and I handed him the bottle first he had a few gulps of water, and then then the cigarettes. I showed him where the matchbox was he asked if I wanted to let one and I told him that I would cause one belated, but would give birth a cigar before that. I moved on all quaternary and crawled towards him I kissed his semi-hard dick over his jeans and then rubbed it over a few sentence. 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 underclothes ! His dick emerged magnificently into my waiting hands. It was hot to touch and was getting harder. I think he was good 7"and easily 2 inches chummy, I slowly started stroking his dick, he closed his eyes and was enjoying every movement of it. I had almost over five column inch of his amazing shaft in my mouth and I started bobbing my top dog back and Forth River on it.



`` Oh yeah, suck it cycle, ''

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

I continued to stroke and suck his cock. After a few minutes, I turned my tending to his glob and licked them in slow, inadequate motions with my knife. This tickled Ashok and he pinched my mamilla hard making me gasp and sigh.

All I said was"well-fixed please, don't wrong the goods"he ran his finger through my haircloth and said"you are built for this and will never be damaged"I had goosebump when he said that and pinched me again saying

'' How about you let me get inside that sweet pussy of yours you whore ? ''



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

I shifted myself and asked him to lie down and tugged on his dick a few times before mounting him. The tax shelter we were in had enough space, I had pulled my skirt up around my waistline and was not wearing any pantie so it was quite effortless. I started going up and down on his beam of light and he held on to my cycle wobbling tits.

Ashok was really good and I was in ecstasy I ended up crying `` Oh, oh, oh, ah, Oh God ! Oh Fuck me, oh yes, aaaah, '' fuck this town fucking cycle of yours, fuck me harder ! Oh yes, this cheap cyprian wants your cum, cover my interior 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 tool. I kept fucking him back and simply told him to always send for 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 pollute things. I also realized that he was nearing climax so I started bouncing on his dick higher and faster. Soon enough he erupted inside me. I clinched on his pecker with my snatch and he shot 4 flow of cum into me that I could feel. I stayed like that for a couple of minutes and then lay next to him and rested for a while.

After resting for a few minutes we were both thirsty so I decided to go downstairs and get something to imbibe, I got dressed and moved out of the protection and found out that while we were fucking each other 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 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 recreation and went back to where Ashok was, he was alarmed and asked me how issue forth I got it so soon as I had moved away from him just seconds earlier, I told him that Mom must have got it for us. His side turned a shade of pink with embarrassment I think, for he too realized that she must have seen us. I saw this tone and immediately lied saying that Mom and I have this reason that if I am with any of my friends on the terrace then she leaves the refreshment and all at the bench door and doesn't come up all the way.

Ashok was relieved hearing the lie, and gladly accepted the glass of lemonade, which he finished in one big gulp as I refilled the glass he asked me if I was free that day and wanted to link him on a wheel drive, I told him that I had nothing planned so would be happy to go with him. He was glad that I had said yes so he left and said that he would be back in 30 proceedings to pick me up. I asked him about the destination and the mode of travel only to enter out what to wear off. He told me that he knew of a place some 3.5 hr 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 gear up and he left. I sneaked down into the shelter once again and smoked a cigarette and went downstairs.

Before going to my room, I went to the kitchen kept the tray with jug and glasses, and informed mom that I was going on a bike ride with Ashok, she looked at me and smiled a naughty smiling, and told me that if I was going to be home late in the Nox then I should call or text her. I too responded with a huge grin on my face and said that I would form sure that I updated her. There were many unexpressed statements said in her naughty grin and my grin. Anyway, I went to my room and took a cascade, I made sure enough to finger myself and in the summons cleaned myself I made sure that whatever of his cum I scooped out I ate. cover in the elbow room I walked to my closet and decided to don blue jeans and a red and Patrick White checks shirt, along with a G-string and a red push-up bra. I applied idle makeup and some essence. I also pulled out my haversack and kept a towel and a alteration of clothes and undies. I was ready so I went out of my room and sat in the living way when mom came out with a roll of cut fruits 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 daub along the river about 3.5 minute away. She asked"on a bicycle ? I assume."And I nodded my nous yes. Soon Ashok arrived but did not come inside, instead just honked, hearing it mom said"okkkkkkkk. Seems like the boy is eager to ride you again. I mean eager to go on the drive 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 safe and have fun ”.

I draped a scarf around my pass and put on sunglasses and sat on the bike, he ensured that I was comfortable and make and we started, it took us almost 30 second to reach the main road due to dealings. Ashok asked me if I had been on a bike ride day of the month before today and I told him that it was my first with him, he laughed saying at-least he was my initiatory in something. I laughed hard at that. We were cruising at a decent speed and the weather was not very abrasive, the constant dhup-dhup-dhup-dhup sound made by the bike was very calming and I went back in time for a drive I remembered that I had my beginning orgasm on the cover on a bike, my father's bike a prospicient time ago I was untested back then yet I am aware that it would be embarrassing for most to feature your first-class honours degree cum while holding on to your begetter, yet I have always looked at it only as my number 1 orgasm and have cherished the memory always. Ashok was telling me something but since I was not paying aid, I could not enter or reply so I told him that I was finding it unmanageable to hear what he was speaking. He understood the logic and stayed quiet. I instinctively hugged him tightly from behind as we sped through the road, the strong shakiness from the bike giving me that intimate thrill in my pussycat. I also rested my head on his shoulder joint, I could smell the Cologne whiffing into me, I took in the hatful and speech sound of the fast-moving countryside, The only constant was the river flowing succeeding to us, I was felicitous and mentally avow to myself that I would go on Thomas More rides now onwards.

Anyway, soon I was brought back to reality when Ashok slowed down saying he wanted to take a cup of tea and if I was very well having it at some wayside shack or wanted to go to some eating house, I told him a wayside shack would be fine. He confirmed if I was sure saying there won't be any washroom at the hut, I told him that even if we went to the eatery I wouldn't use the public toilet as I found those unhygienic and dirty, well truth be told I liked going out in the open or where there was a chance that someone would catch me in the act and not in an enfold space. I could find Ashok shrug maybe thinking fine have it your way or something interchangeable. Soon we saw a shanty and he brought the bicycle to a check, we got down stretched, and straightened up we had been riding for a good 2 hours 45 Fukien or so. He asked me what I wanted to have and I told him some cola would be estimable 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 watch for a secluded spot for I had to pee. Soon we left the highway he told me that the place he was taking me was not far from where we were and that I should breed my face with the scarf as the next bit of route was moth-eaten. After traveling for 5 arcminute on the dirt road he stopped and I got down, the place where he had stopped was next to the railroad line track and a train had just passed, my naughty mentality told me to wait for the succeeding train so I took decided to fume, just as I was about to eat up, I saw a gear coming towards us, I quickly wrapped the scarf joint around my face and head and took off my jeans and G-string and squatted down, nerve towards the side of the gear. As soon as the train's engine had passed me, I let go of a hefty watercourse of warm piss into the ground. Fortunately, the train was passing at a decent stop number where no one could get down yet be able-bodied to see me flash. So I continued and then the pass water watercourse slowly sputtered to a dribble and then ended. A huge puddle of urine sat under my feet.

I turned around while still being squatted and looked at Ashok and he looked well-chosen, I simply said commit me two min and started to feel myself, the upsurge of doing what I had a few seconds earlier and the fact that I was already on edge for a spell from being on the bike, I came within a minute. Ashok made a face that said that he was affect, so I got up wore only my denim, not the G-string, and was ready to leave when Ashok came plucked a stick and tied my g-string end to it making a flag of sorts. He then implanted it next to the now quickly drying puddle I had made. We both smiled and got back on the bike.

Soon we reached a nice quiet situation on the riverside, where he stopped the wheel and announced that we had reached. I took in the surroundings it was very calm, hardly anyone around, the river flowing making the queer strait, hoot chirping overall it was scenic and quite picturesque. I asked him what was so special about this lieu and he told me that he was not superstitious yetAS all the thoughts he had were clarified in his mind there and he was hoping that it would act for me too. We sat down on the sandy shore and waited for a foresightful time before either one of us spoke. When we did we spoke about circle of thing right from our childhood and families to personal breathing in to what we had thought about or wished for in our partner.

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 as I was smoking openly and it was uncommon for girls to smoke from where I am. I did not pay much aid to them and continued chatting with Ashok, and I broached the matter of me being a nymph. He smiled and told me that he wouldn't have asked to get hitched with if I was not a slut, he told me that he had understood at an former age that he was dissimilar in the way he saw affair. For him being with someone was only possible at an emotional level, physically the Thomas More one is with the other the more one is attracted towards the one emotionally is what he believed in. I was thinking about affair when one of the male child for the grouping sitting further away came up to us and asked for a matchbox to light a butt. My slovenly woman sense was activated instantly and I pretended to look for the barge here and there when I knew that I had kept the hoy in the left field chest pocket. I purposefully patted my jeans pocket first and then my right boob pouch pretending to see for it. Finally, I retrieved the lighter from the left and handed it to him. He lit his coffin nail and went back to his Quaker. Ashok and I continued chatting and after a while a different guy from the mathematical group came asking for the light this time I handed it over aright away and asked where they were from he told me that they were from the local hamlet nearby, to which I asked if he knew where I could get some bottled water to drink.

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

I thanked him and took the lighter back.

Soon enough he returned with a bottle saying I could have 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 group was decently, he told me that he had seen them earlier too on his former visits and they had always been this way.

After a while Ashok declared that he had to pee and would be back, I asked him where would he go and he pointed towards a plot of ground of state of nature shrubs much further across the group of friends. He asked if I wanted to fall in him to lighten myself too, and he told me that I did not have got to yet. So he went, as soon as he had crossed them I had an estimation and decided to act on it. I stood up and walked over to the son and without any preamble asked if they had an extra cigarette as I had finished mine. They did provide 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 chief metre lagega, beech me khoda Hua hai, ghuum ke Jaana padta hai"which is"why don't you sit with us, he ( Ashok ) would take sentence to return as he would sustain to walk more than to arrive at the shrub 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 occupy more time to return. So I sat down with the guys and began small talk. One of them offered me a glass of whiskey they were having, I refused to say if I drank it then I ` ll let to go pee and that I did not want to take the air so much. To which the first guy who had come for the flatboat said"yahin kar Lena, humari tarah"( do it here, like us ) pointing towards a sway sitting just a few feet away. The one holding the shabu kept it down and simply said its okay no compulsions and got up and walked over to the rock'n'roll and took out his tool and started to pee, I saw his limp gumshoe which while being hitch was 6 inches and charcoal black. A dark stain formed over the rock'n'roll as the stream of piss began to run all over. I watched transfixed and as if being mind-controlled picked up the deoxyephedrine of whiskey in social movement of me and I finished it all in one gulp. No Oklahoman than I had emptied the glass there was an offer to refill it, I nodded yes and handed the chicken feed to one of them. It was refilled promptly and handed back to me. I had a normal sip and giggled looking at the relaxation of them.

I looked towards Ashok and saw that he was still walking in the other focusing, the guys followed me and laughed I shook my chief in mental rejection too and joined in the laughter and all of us were striking. I knew what to do and said I am Meeta, what about you all. They then introduced themselves one by one, the first one who had come for the igniter was Prakash, the second one was Monu, the third who had filled my methamphetamine hydrochloride was Heera and the one who had just pee ` ed on the rock 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 husband. To which Heera said"sooch ke Karna shadi, Thoda chutia lagta hai"( think before you marry, ( Ashok ) seems like a wimp ). I finished my deglutition and looked at Heera shaking the empty glass, 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 take of my dress"kapde utaru ?"in a very pattern sounding tone, as if it was nothing and before they answered I was on my metrical unit undoing my shirt clitoris and took it off in one quick motility 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-bellied glass and waved it to them my bra-clad pinhead jiggling a bit. But again bablu did not relent, so I inquired in a mock irritated tone of voice"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 immortalize and make it into a ringtone on his speech sound. I asked him what he wanted exactly and then asked him to strike out the phone. I noticed that till then none of them had even taken out their telephone from the pockets.

"Bablu meri choot, meri gaand, meray mummy aur mera muuh tumhare intejar chief hai"( Bablu my cunt, my ass my breast and my mouthpiece are waiting for you ) he stopped the recording and replayed it a few multiplication, 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 Saami for each one of them just replacing the names. They all looked well-chosen which made me felicitous. Prakash asked me for the light again and I told them that it was their turn 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 Sami. They understood and soon had taken off their pants and underclothes. All 4 had started to get hard. I felt at home being in a bra with stranger, with ended knowledge that I would be fucked soon by all of them made my pussy wet. As they were removing their clothes I finished the drunkenness 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 dicks twitched at the same time.

I then removed my jeans and as my ass came into persuasion Monu gasped realizing and almost shouting that I was not wearing any panties. I smiled wickedly and squatted down and released a rain cats and dogs downpour of my prosperous piss…To all of their surprise, rather than cover myself or even count vaguely chagrined, I spread my ramification further to give them all a in effect looking. Bablu was the first to compose himself and asked he could come faithful, I gave him and all of them the obviously yes boldness and soon they all were in nominal head of my fount. I was still pissing even after a minute. I couldn't believe how much piss I had in me, as my watercourse was just going with no house of stopping ! At long last, my stream petered out, Heera encouraged me to go on pissing till I gave them a show of every drop curtain I had, and since I had been so fully, I started again a few times, and pissed out a carnival sum. Finally, I was completely drained, and every drop of piss I had in my vesica had gone out.

As I finished I pulled Bablu towards me and without any preamble started to give suck him. Soon someone unclasped my bra and made me completely naked. I moved from dick to dick after giving each 5-7 sucks. The 4 pairs of workforce were now all over me, in my haircloth, on my boob on my back, on my ass, on my pussy, on my legs, everywhere their hands roamed freely, and not one inch was left untasted. From the corner of my eye, I saw Ashok restitution and was only a few feet away. For a second it felt as if the 4 wanted to affect back but I think because I continued to take up them or because Ashok inserted his two fingers in my cunt and saying it loudly"chut deekho Sali ki, tapak Rahi hai"( did you rib see her puss, it is dripping ! ) they got confident that Ashok was fine 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 booby or ass or fingering my pussy or pinching my nipples or all of it. My ass and boobs were bouncing every prison term 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 social movement that I had made up my mind that I would marry him.

Anyway, I was now kneeling and all the 4 guy rope were standing around me shaking their prick while one was in my mouth. Once in a while, before the dick was inserted into my mouth the owner of the pecker bent and kissed me, Soon I was made to stand up and Bablu picked me up in his weapon system and inserted his cock in my kitty-cat, Heera gave me about a minute to adjust and then inserted his 8inch passing heterosexual person pecker in my ass. The former 2 Monu and Prakash were trying to catch a breast each but were unsuccessful since I was hugging Bablu very tightly and not even air could exceed between us.

Heera and Bablu fucked me in that position for 20 minutes and decided to shift 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 swallow while with their leave alone hired hand were stroking their dicks. Heera and Bablu again fucked me for 20 proceedings before lowering me on the background. They did not cum as they wanted to ensure that others also got to be intimate me first.

Prakash lied down and asked me to hop on him while Monu spat on my ass and inserted his dick, they both seemed tranquil than the in the beginning two and I understood that these two would death yearner and indeed they did… they were fucking me senseless for almost 45 min, they too stopped gave me a snorkel breather of 5 minutes and turned me around now Monu lay on the storey with his shaft was in my slit and Prakash who was the biggest at almost 8.5 inches long and a massive 3"in thickness, in my ass. Again they kept fucking me for a in effect 30 instant and I heard Prakash say to Ashok,"Bhai, Teri hi, hone wali biwi hai, tu Kuch to ker"( Brother she is your hereafter married woman, do something ) and Ashok came over and I took him in my mouth. I was fucked for another 20 min 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 slit 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 there I was content, satisfied and soon going to be married. A couple of minute 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 set something for us. I nodded no thanks and told him that I would like to leave. I looked around and saw that Ashok and Heera were in the river taking a dip. Monu was sitting adjacent to me and I asked him for a cigaret he handed me one. I was smoking when he pushed me gently and mounted me in a missionary post he was fucking me gently and I was smoking at the Saami clock time. Monu fucked me for 5 minutes and came over my boobs, then Bablu took me in the same position, he also came over my boobs. After he was done Prakash came and asked if he could sleep with my ass again for a few mins I told him he could if he cums in my ass. He too did not adopt much time 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 loggerheaded becalm 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 capitulum, yes, soon the three started to stream piss down on me. I was startled at low by the sudden onslaught of 3 jets of pee on my face but adjusted quickly. Prakash shouted"Ashok Bhai, jaldi aa, Dekh bhabhi ko"( Ashok come fast, see what bhabhi ( bhabhi=brothers married woman ) is doing ) Ashok came running and saw me and just laughed. He too positioned his dick and soon I had four stream of peeing drenching me, I turned my headland a few time to make sure enough I got a perceptiveness of everyone 's pee. I got more than a perceptiveness as I swallowed down as practically of the golden nectar as I could. The four of them pissed and pissed and it was soothing to the mortal when they did that. I finished off by sucking the four clean and jerk of pissing. I held the piss off in their peter by squeezing them. This way I was able to put a cock in my back talk and then release the piss and immerse it down as soon as my oral cavity was wide-cut.

Heera was watching all this and came over, he made me stay on all fours and pushed his cock up my ass he relieved himself there and in effect gave me a pee-pee 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 hope to derive back soon. It was almost 7 pm so I sent mom a text 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 actions and he slowed the cycle and stopped it, I did not do it what had happened so he pushed me on my knee joint and told me hows this for an solution and started to pee on me … he drenched me and I rode with him back to the city in my piss drenched dress.

Before we reached the urban center we took a rupture at a dhabha ( a 24x7 food cubicle ) where I had dinner party I took Ashok in the backbone and gave him an dumbfound blowjob. He again pee ` ed on me and I drank as very 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 bike ride to remember…

> TBC >

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