Indian slut

But then I pulled myself together and though that it was then or never. So I knocked on the door and after a few moments the door opened. We both couldn't stop looking at each other. We both were absolutely shocked to find each other. The guy was wearing a dhoti, a sky blue kurta which had pan stains on it, and slippers. He was a muslim and had a beard and wore one of those white caps on his head.

He smelled like he never had a bath in his life and was chewing something filthy. He was a huge guy, maybe 6 feet 2 inches and probably weighed more than 90 or 100 kgs. He wasn't muscular but huge. He had a ponch coming out, which is typical to orthodox Muslims. He gave me a top to down look and gave me lustful slimmy smile. It was like his dreams came true that he got the princess of the kingdom for his pleasure tonight. He said:

"Aaja, andar aaja."

I walked in the room. It was a very small room. With a wooden bed, maybe 50 years old and a dirty looking bed sheet over it. There was a small little bathroom where I could see cockroaches crawling. It was an Indian toilet and not a western to my despair. The room also had a small wooden sofa set and a small plastic table. The room was lit by a tube light and it gave it a very gloomy look. There was a bottle of alcohol kept on the table, maybe Indian alcohol with some namkeen. The guy said:

"Aaja beth. Mera naam Raza hai. Piyegi kuch?"

I replied:

"Nahi. Thank you. Mera naam Aiysha hai."

Raza said:

"Tu to puri memsahab hai. Kya baat hai. Khub mazza aayega."

I almost threw up!

To my amazement, looking at me he starting scratching his crotch. He then gulped down a good 50 mL of whatever crap he was drinking. I then sat opposite to him on the bed. I was wondering where the hell am I. I was rethinking what I am doing. I thought a number of times to just run out of there but didn't have the guts. While I was in the middle of these thoughts, Raza got up and said:

"Chal shuru karey?"

I got up immediately and said I had to goto the bathroom. I locked myself in there and just stared in the mirror. I didn't know what to do. But then a part of me wanted to do it with him. It would be like giving food to a starving guy. He would just gulp it down. I knew he would just eat me up, and FUCK ME like an animal.

A part of me wanted that. So I decided to go for it. I removed my skirt and my top. I was in a black bra and a black panty. The bra revealed a lot of my breasts. The panties just clinged on to me in the correct places, making me look irresistible. I took a deep breath and unlocked the door and walked out.

Raza was staring at me with very greedy eyes and I could see him drooling. He started to scratch his dick more and then he gave it a nice squeeze. I guess he wasn't wearing anything under his dhoti. He gulped down more of that alcohol and then came close to me. Immediately he squeezed one of my breasts and then both of them. He pulled me towards him and started kissing me on my neck and worked his way up to my mouth and pushed his tongue in. I could taste his pan masala in my mouth and my tongue and when he moved his mouth to my neck again, I still had a little bit of his masala in my mouth. I spitted it out. My mouth was all red too.

He then pushed my bra down and started sucking on my tits. I have pink nipples and the perfect shape. He started getting wilder and started to bite them. I started screaming as it hurt and asked him to stop, but that just made him go wilder and harder. I was squeezed in his arms and he was eating up my breasts. He then picked me up and threw me on the bed. I felt like a little lamb in front of a hungry lion. He took off his dhoti and I saw the most disgusting thing in the world. His dick was so ugly and was surrounded with so much pubic hair that it looked like a jungle there. He was very hard and had a bloody huge dick.