Indian slut

There I was lying in a brothel with the sperm of my dalal on me and getting instructions to get fucked by my customers. The entire circumstances was so demeaning and somehow that kinda of excitement really excited me and made me wet again. I didn’t know what was wrong with me to be still ready for more fucking, but the thought of being fucked by people whose first name also was not known by me was very exciting. I got up with great difficulty and then sat on the urinal and washed myself with the water from the tap as much as I can. I sprayed some water on my face to get back to reality and to see if this was not a dream.

In the next 3 hours I was fucked by 5 more guys. They were all very filthy and probably the labours from a construction site nearby. They all fucked me like animals and feasted on me like a tiger eats his prey. I was never more alive in my life. I was exhausted but somehow I wasn’t completely satisfied. It felt like I belonged here and I was finally happy.

After the 5th person, Raqeeb came in and asked me to join him outside for some food as it was time for my break. He passed me a towel and asked me to tie it around me. I followed him to another room, which was the kitchen and 4 other girls were there wearing just towels like I was. One was making some tea and the other was making some food and the other two were just sitting next to them chatting and enjoying some tea. I guess these were my new friends now.

Raqeeb asked me to sit down with those girls and said to the girls:

“Madam ka khayal rakhna, yeh aaj se hamarey saath kaam karegi.”

The girls passed me some tea and were very nice to me. They all were brown and black in color and looked like they were from far off villages from other states like bihar and orissa. One of them was from the eastern states like Sikkim or something as she looked like one. They all were intrigues as to why was I here and working to which I replied:

“Mujhe acha lagta hai yeh karna.”

All of them laughed and One of them replied:

“Memsahib toh bahut tharki hain. Yeh toh phir sahi jagah aayi hai. Yaha to usko din raat chodenge yaha ke saaley tharki kuttey.”

Then the other one said:

“Meri to choot sooj jaati hai yeh tharki kutto ka lund le le kar. Abhi to memsahib ne shuru hi kiya hai, aur iski toh choot phad hi denge yaha ke kuttey.”

Then she looked at me and inquired:

“Aaj kitne lund liye tuney?”

It was such a demeaning question and I couldn’t believe I was actually being asked that when I was lying there naked and sitting on a floor. But it excited me to live this kinda life and I replied:

“5 customer key aur sabse pehle Raqeeb.”

All of them again laughed and one of them said:

“Ohh! Kaisa laga Raqeeb ka saap? Mazza aaya?”

I said:

“Haan lekin bahut dard hua. Bahut Mota hai.”

She said:

“Arey abhi dard hua hai baad mein tu usse bheek maangegi chudne ke liye kyuki phir mazza hi usse aayega. Sabse zyada jab woh saap teri gaand mein ghusse ga.”

I was shocked and I replied back in disgust:

“Nahi nahi mein labhi apni gaand mein nahi ghussney doongi.”

They all smiled and said:

“Woh toh time hi batayega.”

I replied:

“Tum kitni baar karti ho ek din mein?”

They said:

“15 – 20 ek din mein aur kabhi kabhi usse bhi zyada.”

The girl from Sikkim was the only fair looking one there besides me and her name was Vimmi.

They said:

“Yaha par Vimmi sabse zyada leti hai, iska record hai 32 ek din me.”

I was shocked and asked how was that possible. To which Vimmi replied:

“Arey saaley kuttey uss din ek saath teen teen karke aaye they mujhe chodne. Mein uss din 20 ghantey tak chud rahi thi. Meri choot poori laal ho gayi thi aur mere saare jism par muth hi muth thi.”

I was looking at her with my eyes wide and my jaw dropped. I was so so so shocked. Just then Raqeeb came in and said to me:

“Chal ab kaam par lagja chutti khattam.”