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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby \u2014 an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please\u00a0write to me<\/a>\u00a0and the pictures will be taken down \u2014 no questions asked. <\/em>
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This story is part 2 of the Shalu Series<\/a><\/strong><\/h6>\n\n\n\n
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Part 1<\/p>\n\n\n\n

VIRGIN EMPLOYEE SEDUCED<\/a><\/h6>\n\n\n\n
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DOUBLE TROUBLE<\/a><\/h6>\n\n\n\n
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After Shalu revealed the details of her first fuck with her boss and how he took her virginity, a barrier seemed to come down. After she shared the details, it brought us closer in a way that neither hesitated sharing thoughts and fantasies transparently.<\/p>\n\n\n

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She lived in Mumbai and I worked in Bangalore and both of us couldn’t wait to meet and take our relationship to the next level. However, fate had other plans. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I met with an accident and it took me two years to completely recover from it. Shalu’s family went through financial difficult times and she couldn’t even afford to visit me. But we stayed in touch and our feelings for each other only deepened. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

She shared a lot of details about her year long relationship with her boss — who took her virginity during a work trip<\/a> — through our chats…<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“He was a beast” she said one day. “But I was so smitten that I attributed it to his love and attraction for me.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Surely you could tell the difference between love and lust,” I said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“When you are blinded by your first love, logic goes out the window. It’s hard to believe that I allowed my body to be used almost every single day for a whole year. A year during which I got fucked maybe a thousand times, or more.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Every single day?”<\/p>\n\n\n

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“Yup. Every day, when he came to work, he’d summon me to his cabin. While he sipped his morning coffee, my job was to suck his cock till he came in my mouth. He loved to watch me swallow his cum. It makes me sick to think about it now.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“You didn’t think it odd that one of your first “jobs” everyday was to give your boss a blowjob?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“It wasn’t as simple as that. The abused is invariably the last one to realize she’s being abused. After that trip when I lost my virginity to him<\/a>, he was most considerate and sensitive on the drive back. The perfect gentleman if you will. He kept telling me what a wonderful person I was and how lucky he was to have found me and how much he loved me.<\/p>\n\n\n

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“Before he dropped me off at my place, he kissed me lovingly in the back seat of his car for close to an hour. Touching me all over my body and caressing me over my clothes, he made me cum in my panties. Then he made me take my cum-soaked panties off and kept them as a token of the most memorable trip he had.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Just before I left the car, as I was tying my pajama, he said he had an idea where everyday could start with our love. The next morning, when he summoned me to his office, he revealed his plan…”
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Morning Blow Jobs and Daily Cream Pies<\/h2>\n\n\n\n
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“I love you and can’t imagine a day without making love to you Shalu,” he said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I love you too Swapnil sir.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Just Swapnil please” he said, “I am sure we are well past the need for “sir” now, don’t you think?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I nodded, shyly. He held me and kissed me passionately, cupping and squeezing my breasts while our tongues played with each other hungrily.<\/p>\n\n\n

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“I wish I could just make love to you all day, everyday” he said, “but that isn’t possible is it? Work needs to be done too, but we could start the day off with love…what do you say?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What do you mean sir…Swapnil?” <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Do you remember when you swallowed my cum?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I remember every moment of that trip” Shalu said blushing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Did you like it?” Shalu nodded, still blushing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Would you like it everyday?” Shalu nodded, blushing even more.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“How about if we started each day that way? It will be our little secret. Once the divorce gets finalized, we won’t need to keep secrets and I can marry you. Then we can make love whenever we want, wherever we want. But till then, we will have to keep it a secret.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I understand.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I am sure we will find ways to do more than that, but it would be a daily reminder for both of us that we are waiting to be one officially.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’d like that.” Shalu said and kissed him passionately. <\/p>\n\n\n

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As their tongues met, she caressed his hard, muscular body over his shirt, teasing his nipples, running her nails across his back, running her fingers through his hair. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Swapnil’s hands were all over Shalu’s body, squeezing her boobs, her butt, her pussy over her dress. After kissing for a long time, Swapnil broke the kiss.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“We can’t do this at the start of the day everyday. I won’t be able to stop fucking you and we will spend the whole day in bed.” Swapnil said. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He pushed her down to his groin and taking the hint, Shalu undid his belt and unzipped his pants. She pulled his pants and underwear down, exposing his rock hard cock.<\/p>\n\n\n

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“You have to get naked first” he said, stopping her, “but slowly, I want to enjoy every inch of your body as it gets naked.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sitting back on the desk, with his erection pointed at Shalu, he made her undress. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

The dupatta came off first, followed by the Shalwar. Then she took off her kameez. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dressed only in a see-through lacy bra and panties, she moved back to his cock. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Stopping her, he stared hungrily at the nipples showing through the bra and the crack of her shaved pussy visible through the see-through panties.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Those need to come off too” he said finally. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Shyly, Shalu stripped completely naked in his office, aware of the staff that was working just outside the closed door of his cabin. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Once naked, she caressed his balls with her fingers. Licking his hardness from the base to the tip, she took his cock in her mouth. Stroking it with her hands, she sucked him hungrily. It didn’t take long.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Within five minutes of hard sucking, he stiffened and shot his sperm in her mouth. Shalu rubbed whatever leaked and spilled all over her boobs and body. When she started to get dressed, he grabbed the bra and panties, smelled them and kissed them.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“These will stay with me while you are working” he said, wiping his spent cock with her panties and then putting both the bra and panties in his pant pocket. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Shalu had to work all day without underwear. Not just that day, but everyday. Keeping her underwear all day also became one of their routines. <\/p>\n\n\n

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That day, during lunch time, he ate Shalu while she sucked him in 69 position on his desk.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

For close to half an hour they ate each other sloppily hungrily, sucking, licking, biting and fingering till both of them came in each others’ mouths. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Again he didn’t let her wear her underwear. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

At the end of the day, after everyone else had left for the day, he called her back in his room. Laying her down on his desk, he mounted her. <\/p>\n\n\n

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He fucked her pussy brutally for close to an hour before cumming twice back-to-back in her pussy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He finally handed her her underwear. Before she put her panties on, she noticed the inside had a thick coating of dried up cum, which she assumed was a result of him masturbating at least a couple times with her undies. The thought made he smile. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He watched as she wore her soiled panties and then her bra, before putting on the rest of her clothes. She left for home thoroughly fucked and full of his cum inside her. She didn’t know it then but her panties had taken the load of four of her male colleagues that her boss had let masturbate with her panties.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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“This became our daily routine.” She told me when we spoke. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I had to leave my underwear in his office each morning and give him a blowjob naked. <\/p>\n\n\n

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“Some days, like on that first day, I found the inside of my panties completely coated with cum — sometimes dried, sometimes wet. I used to feel flattered at the thought of him masturbating multiple times with them and still having the energy to fuck me. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I found out through the office gossip that men would not only be allowed, but encouraged to sniff and masturbate with my panties throughout the day as long as they let Swapnil watch them jerk off they told them what they were imagining doing with me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“He perhaps imagined my colleagues fucking me and recreated their fantasies when he fucked me, I will probably never know…not that I care to find out.<\/p>\n\n\n

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“Every time we had a 1 on 1 meeting in his office, I had to strip naked first. He’d fuck me over dictation, during lunch time, sometimes at night, sometimes many times through the day, depending on how horny he felt or how sexy he thought I looked that day. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

With each passing day, their “love making” became increasingly hardcore. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“The funny thing is, I looked forward to the next experience and the next adventure of fucking my boss. He was my first sex teacher. It was erotic, taboo, secretive, romantic and I was getting mind-blowing sex from an expert lover. What more could a girl ask for?<\/p>\n\n\n

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“My career was on the fast track. Within 6 months, I had got three salary revisions. Swapnil kept assuring me it was well earned reward for the excellent job I was doing. I should have known that I was being paid for sex and the daily use and abuse of my body.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“He gave me a lot of sexy gifts saying his wife never liked such gifts and he would like to see me in them.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“What kind of gifts? Like sex toys?” I asked. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Those too, but mainly sexy clothes,” she said. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“For instance, we once went on a business trip to Thailand and spent a weekend at the Chan Resort in Pattaya. I didn’t know that it was a ‘clothing optional’ place till we got there. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Before we went on the trip, he got me a sexy see-through two piece bikini.<\/p>\n\n\n

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“Even before it got wet, it hid nothing. But once you got in the water, it was literally transparent and as good as wearing nothing at all. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Though I was technically wearing a bikini, everyone could see me virtually naked. And Swapnil insisted I wear it whenever I went swimming in the resort pool or the beach.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I wasn’t used to being naked in public or having strange men openly salivate staring at my nipples and pussy in that transparent bikini. It was flattering at times and at other times, I felt disgusted as I saw men stroke their cocks staring at me. I actually saw a man cum jerking himself off while looking straight at my pussy. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“He also had bought me a black mesh top or wrap that I could put on over the bikini. But whenever he was around, if I draped it over the wet bikini, he would either make me take the bikini off or take it off himself in public in view of perfect strangers. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“If there were other men around, he caressed, fingered and kissed my pussy while taking the bikini off. It was both shaming and erotic and while I feel nasty now, I can’t say I resented being put on show and seeing men desire my body, knowing that only Swapnil would be able to enjoy me sexually. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“One day, I was swimming in the pool when Swapnil walked up and made me get out. I was awkward at first because there were about 20 or 25 guys lounging in the poolside chairs. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I want to show off the most beautiful woman in the world,” he said kissing me when I stepped out. I was taken aback as he stripped me naked in front of all those men.<\/p>\n\n\n

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“Laying me on the side of the poll, he proceeded to kiss, lick and suck every inch of my body before settling on eating and finger-fucking my pussy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I saw them all get off their chairs, strip naked and start jerking off while watching us. I was mesmerized — partly by the dicks of various shapes and sizes pointing straight at me, and partly at the brazen show of intense passion from Swapnil.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“When my orgasm hit, I erupted like a fountain, squirting in Swapnil’s mouth who devoured my cum while the men gathered around us to watch the show and jerked off shamelessly.<\/p>\n\n\n

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“Once my orgasm passed, Swapnil fucked me right there in front of everyone.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I was embarrassed and appalled at first, but the intensity of Swapnil’s cock pounding my pussy soon made me forget where I was and lose myself in the sexual bliss buried deep inside me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I came twice while he fucked me. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“He was so turned on that he creamed my pussy twice back-to-back while the other guys continued to jerk off while watching us fuck. <\/p>\n\n\n

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“After Swapnil pulled out of my cum filled pussy, one guy walked up while stroking his cock. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

‘”Thanks for the show’ he said before shooting his load all over my face. Then a second guy, and a third. Before long my body was covered in the cum of all 20 men, a few of who came in my mouth. One guy actually licked Swapnil’s cum off my pussy and ate me while jerking off before cumming on top of my pussy. Some of them came more than once.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When they were all done, my whole body was covered in cum. I looked around but couldn’t see Swapnil anywhere. I assumed he had gone to the bathroom and looked for a towel or my bikini or the wrap to cover my nakedness. But there wasn’t any around. I just assumed one of the guys had taken my clothes as a souvenir. I had to walk all the way back to our room stark naked and covered in cum.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“On another work trip to Khandala, he scheduled the trip in a way that we got a weekend with meetings on Friday and Monday. On Friday night, when we returned to the hotel from the meetings, he gifted me what he called a “nightie”. <\/p>\n\n\n

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It was a skimpy netted thing. Even though I wore my sexiest underwear inside it, Swapnil insisted that I wear nothing but what he had got me. My nipples poked right out of the netting and it was so short, it barely covered my pussy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Not that it mattered because all he did throughout Friday night, Saturday and Sunday was fuck me — over and over, nonstop. He sucked my tits through the garment, fucked me while I wore it. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Stripped it off me and fucked me again naked. Made me wear it after the shower on Saturday and fucked me again. Throughout that weekend, I was wearing it, only to get fucked in it or for it to be taken off so he could fuck me naked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“By Monday morning, my pussy was so sore, only I know how difficult it was to walk straight during the meetings.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“And he got me a spaghetti strap top that had a drooping neckline that barely covered my nipples and gave a shameless view of my cleavage. It was almost backless and the way it drooped on the side, my boobs all but hung out of it.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Of course, he refused to let me wear anything under it even when there were other colleagues or clients around. <\/p>\n\n\n

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“He got me a ridiculously transparent dress to wear to a client meeting and refused to let me wear anything under it. His logic was that it was crucial for him to close the deal and he assured me that it was just to tease the client into thinking he could have me if he gave the deal to Swapnil’s company. Throughout the meeting, the client shamelessly stared at my breasts and poking nipples while we sat, or at my crotch or ass when I walked around.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Too bad those clothes carry so many bad memories for you” I said, “I’d have loved to see you in them. I bet you looked drop-dead gorgeous.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“That’s the thing. Yes, they have bad memories with them, and I have two choices. I can either throw them away, or build happier memories with my future life partner.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“So, when we meet, you don’t mind wearing them for me?” I asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“No, I’d love to and hopefully, we will make new happier memories together. They don’t have to be symbols of fucking and can become symbols of our passion and love making.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Promise? You won’t forget will you?” I asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Of course not. Promises are meant to be kept.” she said with a naughty giggle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Swapnil always claimed to have loved his wife till the marriage fell apart. He claimed they made love many times each day. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

However, he also said that with her, it was just straight-forward sex — either anal which she loved, oral or pussy fucking. She didn’t care for role-play or kinky sex that he enjoyed. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

One day, after fucking her all night long and cumming in her three times, as they lay on the bed exhausted, caressing each other’s bodies, he asked Shalu if she minded kinky sex or role play. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Knowing that he had lacked that from his wife, Shalu readily agreed, wanting to fill the gaps that his wife had failed at.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He liked BDSM. He often tied Shalu to the bed and rode her like a bull, cumming in her again and again. <\/p>\n\n\n

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When he was too spent to fuck her, he had a toy-dick that would pound her pussy non-stop, while he sat and watched his machine fuck her, making her cum over and over all night long. Who knows, maybe he even recorded it all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He also loved role play. He made her be the maid that he mated with for an entire weekend, or the babysitter he seduced into fucking him, or a school girl he taught reproduction to, or a stranger he kidnapped and raped over and over. Life with Swapnil was a sexual adventure that kept uncovering new chapters everyday. Shalu believed she was being loved, not realizing that she was Swapnil’s private slut to fuck as and when he pleased, in any way he chose.<\/p>\n\n\n

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The side effect of this was that by the time I finally met Shalu years later, she had developed an insatiable appetite for sex and had become a skilled lover who could make me cum again and again all nightlong. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I had promised her I would try and break Swapnil’s record of fucking her 4 times in a day and making her cum 9 times. That became a joke because Shalu made me cum way more number of times that day. But that’s another story for another day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“With so much sex, every single day for a whole year, how come you never got pregnant? Did he use a condom?” I asked her one day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“No, back then, I would have gladly got pregnant by his baby. But he didn’t want to risk that with the pending divorce and made me take a pill to avoid pregnancy.” she replied, “and it probably saved me the two times I got raped.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“WHAT!? He raped you twice?” I asked shocked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“No not him, his clients.” she replied sobbing at the memory “And the fool I was, I didn’t realize even then that he was using me.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Enough, you don’t have to tell me more” I said.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“No I’d like to. I would like to get it off my chest and I know you will both understand and not judge me.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I’d never judge you for something like that happening to you Shalu. And if it helps you to talk about it, I will always be here to listen.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The first time Shalu was forced into sex was by the same client that Swapnil asked her to dress sexily for. Here’s how she narrated her ordeal…<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The tender papers for the project had to be submitted that day and by the time all the last minute changes were made and printouts were taken, it was past 6 pm and the client’s office had closed. Swapnil was panicking because it was the biggest project in the company’s history and would make a huge difference to the business. Not being able to submit the documents would guarantee that we wouldn’t get the project. Calling the client on his cell number he convinced him to accept the papers promising that I would deliver them to his house in 10 minutes.<\/p>\n\n\n

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That day, I had worn one of the sheer tops and an equally sheer skirt that Swapnil had gifted me. Instead of making me give him a blowjob that morning, Swapnil had an extended “one-on-one meeting” with me, eating me hungrily before fucking me for an hour. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

As usual, he’d kept my underwear. In the rush to submit the documents, I didn’t realize how naked I was in the dress without any underwear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The client lived just a kilometer away and I decided waiting for a cab would take longer than just walking\/jogging here. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

By the time I knocked on the door, I was breathless and sweating all over in the Mumbai summer heat. The client opened the door and his jaw dropped. That was the first time I realized how the dress was clinging to my wet body making my nipples poke through it. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He recovered quickly and asked me in saying it would help me catch my breath and offered me a juice while he checked the papers. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Of course the juice was spiked with a combination of an aphrodisiac that made me horny and a mild sedative that minimized resistance. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He gave me a few minutes to drink the juice and the drugs to take action before he literally pounced on me.<\/p>\n\n\n

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Catching me by surprise, he had my top ripped open, my breasts exposed to his groping hands and sucking mouth. Pinning me to the floor, he climbed between my legs and sucked my tits hard. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I was too drugged to protest beyond feeble “no, let me go, stop”. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Before I knew what was happening, he had his hardness out and inside me, thrusting wildly like a maniac. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

It took him just over 5 minutes of mercilessly pounding my pussy before I felt spurt after spurt of his seed fill me. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He then carried me to his bedroom and tied me to the bed. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Climbing on top, he force kissed my mouth and sucked on my breasts like a wild animal. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He finger fucked me and sucked my tits till I had an orgasm unable to resist the effects of the drugs. <\/p>\n\n\n

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Like that wasn’t enough, he then took a “magic wand” vibrator out of his desk and went to work on my pussy while sucking my tits. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

After fifteen minutes with the vibrator, my orgasm hit. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

And then again another five minutes later. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Spreading me wide, he devoured my cum from my pussy.<\/p>\n\n\n

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I could feel his tongue inside me and erupted like a volcano feeding him my squirts. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I kept cumming hard for close to two minutes, and he drank my cum right out of my pussy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

When my orgasm eventually passed, he let go of my pussy. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

His mouth covered with my juices as he first licked his lips and then wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Yummy,” he said staring at my naked body.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

He was hard by now and ready to fuck me again.<\/p>\n\n\n

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He untied me and climbed on top. I was too exhausted to protest or do anything. Entering me, he fucked my pussy brutally for almost half an hour. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

But this time, instead of cumming inside me, he came all over my boobs and belly, shooting unbelievable amounts of cum all over me. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He made me rub his cum all over my body before letting me wear my torn clothes. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

He all but threw me out of his house after that and I have no recollection of how I got home that night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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The second time was at one of the sites where Swapnil had hosted a party for eight government officials who had approved our tender. I was looking forward to some romantic sex with Swapnil after the party. I knew I looked sexy in my see-through dress — another of Swapnil’s gifts that he insisted I wore that day. But Swapnil got a call an hour later and had to head back to Mumbai. From the way he acted, it looked like something serious was wrong. He entrusted me the responsibility of ‘entertaining’ his clients. I had no idea what their entertainment would be like.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We had all had a few drinks and I hate to admit it, but I was stone drunk. I didn’t realize when the hired help left and I was left alone in the guest house with the government officials. <\/p>\n\n\n

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I only have vague recollection of them groping at my body, running their hands up inside the dress, squeezing and fingering my pussy under the dress, grabbing and squeezing my boobs. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Eventually, they ripped the dress off me piece by piece till I was stark naked and at the mercy of all those horny government officials.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It didn’t take them long to strip naked and I was faced with eight erect cocks facing me. <\/p>\n\n\n

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Eight sets of hands grabbing different parts of me, I had fingers drilling my pussy and butt, lips sucking on my tits, fingers pinching them, mouths kissing me and licking my tongue. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I was theirs to use throughout the night, either together or one by one, as they pleased. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

As drunk as I was, I don’t even remember whether I resisted or enjoyed getting fucked by the eight horny strangers.<\/p>\n\n\n

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First they fucked me one by one, taking turns to literally mate with me like animals, cumming inside me one after the other. While one of them was pounding my pussy, the others stroked their shafts. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Even those who had already cum in me, either stroked themselves back to hardness, or made me suck them till they were hard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

By the time the last guy had cum inside me, they didn’t have the patience to wait for their turn and watch seven others fuck me again. So they decided to group fuck me. <\/p>\n\n\n

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I had cocks ramming into my butt, pussy and mouth at the same time while the others were licking, sucking or pawing me. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

Each one of them came more than once. The guy who fucked me the least came once each in my pussy, ass, mouth, and all over my body. One of them came 7 times. The rest were somewhere in between the two extremes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

They got breaks after cumming till either they stroked themselves back to hardness or handed me their cocks to stroke or suck till they were hard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I on the other hand had at least one cock in all my holes throughout the night. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

They kept fucking me over and over, mercilessly depositing load after load of cum in every hole. Of course, none of them bothered with condoms.<\/p>\n\n\n

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By the time, they were done, I was covered in cum from head to toe with as many loads in my mouth pussy and butt and just passed out covered in their cum, inside and out.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“My God Shalu, didn’t you complain to the police?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I did tell Swapnil both times. The first time, he was shocked and refused to deal with the client anymore but urged me to not complain because it would hurt my reputation, his and his company’s. The second time too, it was a similar situation and they were government people. He not only used me himself, but he also let his customers use and rape me to get their business.”<\/p>\n\n\n

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“I am so sorry Shalu.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“It’s ok. It doesn’t matter anymore. I couldn’t get up the next day. My whole body ached so much. But you probably don’t want me anymore now that you know how much of a whore and a slut I am.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“It’s not your fault Shalu. If anything, seeing your strength through all of that, I want you even more.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Really?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“I will show you just how much the first time we meet…I could love you all night and all day.”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Promise?”<\/p>\n\n\n\n

“Of course, promises are meant to be kept and I will keep this one” I said.
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SEE HER GALLERY<\/a><\/h6>\n\n\n\n
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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby \u2014 an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please\u00a0write to me<\/a>\u00a0and the pictures will be taken down \u2014 no questions asked. <\/em>
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Part 1<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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DOUBLE TROUBLE<\/a><\/h6>\n\n\n\n
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