2 comments/ 57327 views/ 10 favorites Refugee By: varun I was all horny and rubbing the front of my pants to pleasure my dick, whilst walked in my big sister - Narmitha. "What are you doing?" "Nothing," I said embarrassed. She smiled a meaningful look and walked towards the cupboard. I looked at her ass swigging. Had she not been my elder sister I would have grabbed her ass right now. I had just watched a XX movie 'CHEEKY' & 'PAPRIKA', by Tinto Brass - my favourite director of XX movies. His famous quote was 'Pornography is there to give you an erection. Erotica is there to give you emotions.' He certainly made me horny as hell throwing all my emotions away. I had a hard dick and watching my sisters juggling ass only made it worse. I could not hold out any longer. I just unzipped my pant, pulled out my dick and walked towards her. She had her back towards me and did not see me coming. She was looking through the books when I embraced her hard pressing my dick on her ass. She was surprised for a second, and then she jumped off, pushing me aside. My hand bound from her stomach to her boobs, which were small compared to her ass. I squeezed them feeling the softness through her clothes. Unluckily for her, she had not worn her bra today and I felt the spongy boobs jiggle in my palm. She yelled at me. "What the heck do you think you were doing...?" She then saw my wet dick hanging out. Traumatized, she touched her back to see if I had cum on her. She gave a disgusted look at me as I leered at her. "Yeech, wait till dad hears on this. You are going to regret your life." I smiled dazed as if I was on drugs. To me it was my ultimate fantasy to cum on my sister's ass, though I fantasized it on her naked ass I was happy that I did what I did. She walked out of the room and I packed my things. Don't know what was running thru my mind, but I just packed my bag and walked out of the home. Perhaps I was all dazed after seeing the xx movies and reading all that online stories so much that I never realized the consequences. I just wanted to fuck and kind of liked kinky sex. To me just sex was not enough. I wanted drama, fear and risks -- this made me hornier. It was not that I was an incest man, but the thought of doing something forbidden made it hornier. So I dreamt of fucking my mom & sis. My other usual hobby was jack in the bus. I liked to jammy my dick on the girls ass with my dick in midst of the rush in the bus. Their uncomfortable only made it sweeter. Especially when a girl wanted to move away but could not because of the rush made me feel like I was raping her and gave me more pleasure. After some experiences, I became bolder and began to pull out my dick and place it on their ass. Sometimes I would also cum on them. Seeing their back wet with my cum gave me great satisfaction. Most of the times it would be girls with saree`s and churidars but occasionally I would get girls in skirts. In the midst of rush, when we would be covered by people from all sides, I would just lift her skirt and place my dick between her legs. She would be shocked and struggle to move. This only increased my pleasure since I just had to stand still with my dick in between her legs and her tussles to escape would only mount to her soft thighs masturbating me. Rarely I also get opportunities to pull their panties little down, just managing to get my dick into the panties and in between her ass cheeks. The soft feel of her asshole itself is heaven and her conflict resulting in; me ejaculating on her asshole is just priceless. You can call pervert, sex-maniac or anything but that was the fact -- I did not dig the usual sex -- the normal fuck -- instead I wanted something different, abnormal or kinky. However - now you know where that led me -- out on the streets. I was sure dad would take me to a mental hospital. He was the old generation type. Once I told my friend and he laughed at me and said this was normal in most houses. He too had tried incest and not only succeeded but now his mom was always behind him for a fuck. I was astonished and happy to know that there were others like me. Soon I realized it was never incest but kinkiness, which led me to do all this. I found myself walking in the streets. I was quite happy actually. With whatever money I had, I went to movies and had food. However as the money got over, I went on dieting. I slept on the church footsteps. No one notices or even looks around a church at night and there would be safe place from police who look for suspects. I tried for some work and got some labour works and I was happy. All the money I needed was for food and movies. It seems I was making more than my needs. I also made some friends but they never knew I slept on the church premises. They thought I had jumped from the retreat centre at night. My wonderful life ended one day when I ran into my friend - Ajith. He began narrating how my father was worried and looking for me. From his talks, I understood that my father knew nothing on what I had done to my elder sister. So I told him let me think about it but he would not let me go and dragged me to his house until I decided. I stayed in his house for a week on the pretext of deciding. Ajith like me had an elder sister - Seema. He should not have taken me to his house. One day Ajith and his parents went to work and I found myself alone with her. An idle mind is a devils workshop -- but my mind is a devils furnace. I changed my dress and wrapped in a towel went to her room requesting for some oil to bath. I watched her voluptuous figure as she went to the kitchen. She was wearing a cotton shirt and silk skirt, which clung, to her body. I took the oil bottle from her and went to my room. I pulled off the towel and began applying oil on my body. I kept the door open hoping that she would walk in by mistake and find me naked but was unlucky -- she did not come. I began to rub my dick lusting for her arrival. The surprise on her face would be an added fuel to my lust. After some time, I could hold no longer. I applied some more oil on my dick to get the glistering effect and wrapped the towel loosely around my waist. Taking the oil can with me; I moved the stool near a cupboard, climbed on top of it, massaged my dick until it was rock hard and ready to cum and then called out to her. She arrived unsuspecting. "Is it ok if I keep this can here?" I asked. "No need, I will keep it in the kitchen. Give..." Her words stopped in mid air as my towel fell from my waist. I heard a small intake of air as she looked stunned and stared at my dick. I held my dick as if trying it to cover from her. She looked embarrassed and tried to look away. "Wait, please take the towel and give it to me." She smiled and kneeled to take the towel, keeping her eyes to the ground. . She did not notice that I was busy pumping my dick vigorously. As she knelt down to pick up the towel, I said wait and she looked up. It was great timing. The moment she looked up was the exact time I erupted. My cum sprang out landing on her face. She was horrified. At first, she thought it was oil, and then she noticed me pumping my dick and the white solution springing from my dick. I jumped down and my dick hit her face. She jumped up aghast and ran out of the room, straight to her brother's arms. It was an awkward moment. She was crying in his arms and I was stark naked in front of them with cum dripping. He looked at me surprised and then embraced her. Slowly his hands began to move down until he reached her butt cheeks. He squeezed her right cheek. She suddenly muffled as if waiting to confirm her feelings. He squeezed once again harder. She looked at him. His hands slowly lifted her skirt displaying her panties. My manhood began to rise at the unbelievable situation. He let his hands wade into her panties and squeezed her ass. She tried to push him away but he had a good grip on her. "What`s this?" she shouted at him as his hands felt her ass. She was trying to pull out his hand. I neared her, pulled down her panties and pressed myself on her ass. I felt my dick plunge onto her soft ass. She was sandwiched in between us. I noticed Ajith open his zip and let his dick free. She was suddenly petrified and tried to get out of our clutches. She sat down to avoid our groping on her ass but it was a mistake which she soon realized since she found her brothers sick wiggling right on her face. Ajith pressed his dick on her face. I held her head as he began forcing his dick into her mouth. He held her nose, forcing her to open and close her mouth. Ajith managed to get his dick in her mouth but she kept her mouth open refusing to suck. He pulled her up, held her close to his chest, and fell on the floor. She was belligerent. I looked materialistically at her ass. Ass was my favourite, yet avoided, due to many reasons from fear to ego. Now I had such a situation that I could do whatever I want, however taboo be it. I knelt down and squeezed her ass, then slowly began to part her ass cheeks. She began to squeal. I looked at her red asshole as if seeing some piece of diamond. I slowly inserted my finger in her anus. "OOOw," she said After entering a bit, it was stuck tight. I was feeling a ticklish feeling with my finger in her anus. It really heightened my lust. I knew I might never ever again get such a chance with any of the girls. This increased my taste. I parted her ass cheeks and smelled her ass. It had a pungent smell, but now it was erotic to my nerves. I kissed her asshole as she simmered and then slowly went on to lick her asshole. I felt her tighten her buttocks and her ass cheeks closing in but I held it. I teased her asshole with my tongue and slowly forced it in. After some pushing, I felt my tongue enter a little. I widened her ass cheeks and pressed forward. I squeezed her ass as if exercising my hand. The soft feeling made me squeeze more and tighter as she began to yelp. I slowly lay on top of her letting my dick rest in between her ass cheeks, feeling the heat of her ass. Like beef in between two slice of bread, my dick lay on her ass. Getting up, I broaden her ass cheeks. My sucking and licking her asshole had turned out to be lubrication. I leisurely led my dick to her asshole and placed it. Using my dick, I circled her asshole then suddenly pushed it in. It was tighter than I thought. She was howling as my dick-head entered her ass amplifying her asshole. "Aaw ... nooo ... yup ...ohh" Once the top portion entered, it was easy as the rest of it sliced in. Ignoring her yowl, I led my dick in feeling the pleasure of tightness and softness. I was like a drug addict, absent to the environment but deeply immersed in what I was doing. I held her small boobs and began to ride her ass. Like a dog in heat, I rammed her ass deeper. I felt my dick go deeper on each ram. I felt indescribable emotions of lust flood thru me. I did not want to cum and end this dream episode but I could not hold on. Ajith meanwhile had his dick out and wriggling in between. As I fucked his sister's ass, he simply lay there holding her over him. The movement of my fuck was making her pussy rub on his dick. In short, he lay in lust as his sisters pussy rubbed on his dick. "I am Cumming," I said to him. I squeezed her boobs and increased my pumping pulling her close to me. Ajith held her thigh and began rubbing his dick faster on her. He lifted her and placed her on his dick. Now his dick was exactly on her pussy. She too felt the tingling as her pussy rubbed on his dick. She bit her lips as the movement increased. I suddenly felt a wave of dizzy as I felt my dick burst a huge wave of cum into her ass. I just felt my dick exploding and the cum overflew as if it was not going to stop. She was squirming as Ajith also rubbed her pussy. We both held her tight and lay on her as dead meat as our dick erupted. After sometime I shivered as the last cum oozed out. I still wanted to continue fucking her ass but was too tired. Ajith held me and turned. Now I was down and he came top. She was still sandwiched between us. I felt my dick shrinking slowly and coming out of her dick. Suddenly I felt her ass rock again. My shrinking cock suddenly stopped, waiting. Her soft ass was now rocking on my body. My dick was in her ass and her softness I could feel as she was moving up and down. Ajith held her hands, lay naked on her pussy, and was doing the fucking motion. He was rubbing his dick on her pussy mound. Her pussy hair widened like a holder for his dick. I held her hands pulling it backwards as he was free to grab her breast. He squeezed his little sister's breasts. She was now coming into mood. My ass fuck had pained her but her brother had rubbed his dick on her pussy enlightening her. Now with my dick shrivel but still in her ass was giving her a tingling sensation. Ajith`s squeezing and teasing her boobs and at the same time rubbing her pussy with his dick was making her lust rupture. Sometimes being helpless and rubbed at unexpected places and having a growing dick in your ass increases the pleasure. Not kidding -- that is what she said, later when we were talking. Nevertheless, we did not know that now since she was still squirming making our dicks swell faster. I felt my lust rise. It was fun as I tried to rotate my dick and she squeezed it with her ass. As she squeezed harder, I felt as if her ass was sucking my dick. I slowly pushed my hip higher making my dick push little deeper. Ajith was busy sucking and squeezing her boobs. He wanted to enter her pussy but I did not allow. Therefore, he wanted to cum on her face. She lay on the floor as he stood over her pumping. I got on the floor and began to suck her pussy. An oof sound left her mouth as my lips touched her pussy. I began to tease her pussy with my tongue and clitoris. She was wriggling as I held her thighs with my head in-between. She held my head as my tongue surfaced deeper. She was now rubbing her pussy on my face not knowing how to stop her lust. She did not care if anyone noticed. Even Ajith was surprised seeing his little sister writhe like a snake. She was now the bitch in heat. I licked and sucked her pussy with renewed energy. She was beginning to express her lust with louder moans. We knew she was reaching her climax as she began to moan louder and faster. She was literally fucking my face by holding on my hair and lifting her hips up and down. Suddenly I felt something hit my face. I had never seen a woman squirt though I had heard a lot. I felt something flowing on my face like a warm liquid. Then her pussy banged my face again and she clutched my head tighter. I was at the point of suffocation yet I held on hoping she would finish soon. Luckily, before I turned purple she slowly released me. Ajith was looking at us and forgot his masturbation, though his dick was throbbing in his hand. As she released me and relaxed, he again positioned himself over her. He pumped his dick hard as if he was going to pluck it out. He did not have to pump much; soon his dick erupted on her face. She was suddenly jolted as cum splatter her face. He kneeled down, pressed his dick on her face, and rubbed like a lunatic. Later we three sat down, looked at each other, and smiled. It was the beginning of a great friendship and kinky relation. Now I told him why I had run away from my house. He said I should have fucked her and ran. I laughed at him but later his words kept on ringing in my head. My friend was persuading me to return to my home and I agreed. I asked him to talk for me. He presented a sad young person who was broken by scoldings. His presentation was such that my family decided never to scold me. Everyone ran up and hugged me -- I got a hero's welcome. It was when my sister hugged me that I got anti-hero thoughts. Her big boobs collided on my chest. I wanted to grab her butt then and there but controlled. For a few days, everyone was silent and trying to make me happy as if nothing happened. I knew everyone wanted to ask me why I had run away. Only my sister was quiet. She was hoping no one brought up that subject. She might have feared that I may spell out the truth and maybe all will scold her. I was back to my old ways but no one knew. I was hornier this time. I even relieved myself by peeping into the bathroom while mom was bathing and masturbated. Still I was missing the real event. I phoned Ajith. He was more than happy to help me. "How`s it going with your sister?" I asked when he came the next day. "Great," he said "Thanks to you." He always had an eye for his sister. He had kept it a secret in fear of tagged as pervert but on that day, he saw an opening. He might have thought the blame would fall on me or perhaps he had someone to share the blame or maybe he was just too horny to control his lust. I explained my pervert feeling. He was fascinated. "Come to think, she does have a gorgeous ass," he said his eyes twinkling with lust. "What do you have in mind?" "Nothing, but want to enjoy her with others. I want to fill all her holes at the same time. I just dream her face when all her holes get filled." "You want to call others?" "Yes, but not now. First let us enjoy her then we enjoy more of her," I said in a leeching tone as he guffawed. We planned many themes and moves but always found some flaws. We thought of sleeping pills but did not get the stock. When we did, we were frightened to use it fearing an overdose. We decided to rape but were against it, yet kept the thought aside if nothing worked. We were at a dilemma until we met Manoj. Manoj was an old lover of my sister until he realized it was only one-way and then he became her enemy. He always said dirty things about her to his friends whenever I passed. One day as I was passing by, he told me, "Your sister thinks she is an Apsara queen! Tell her it's all just a dream which will go once she faces a real man." Apsara in Hindu mythology is a nymph with divine power. There were many of them -- all beautiful more than the next one. "Why don't you be the real man?" I asked him. He was ready for a fight, thinking I was insulting him. I smiled at him and told him. "Its people like you who don't show their manhood to the girls and walk behind her with sugar words that make it worse." He looked at me as if I was crazy. "Don't force me or I will fuck your sister," he hissed angrily. "Why don't you do it, I will also help you. Even I am fed up of her and think a good fuck will put her brains in the right spot." He looked at me with hope. I knew that for him to fuck my sister was more of revenge than lust. He was humiliated in front of all because of her. A chance to fuck her was beyond his dreams. Soon he made friendship with me and was pushing me to plan something. He read an incident on a sex story site to us and we felt it was worth trying. We decided to wait for the right moment. Even though I cared for nothing, fucking my sister gave me weak knees, but lust was above all and the backing of a friend and enemy was making me go for it. I wondered what the outcome would be. Would I be a refugee again or will she become my slut --or better - our Slut! Refugee Again My sex-maniac habit pushes me to dry-hump my elder sister - Narmitha but a un-successful attempt makes me a runaway from home. My friend Ajith brings me to his house where I get a chance to molest his sister Seema. Ajith catches me in an awkward position but instead of thrashing me, he too joins in molesting his younger sister. So I got an unexpected ally. I planned with Ajith to molest my elder sister, rope in her old lover-now turned enemy. Through Ajith I was accepted back into my family but our thoughts were full of Narmitha`s ass.We waited for the right instant. The right instant did not arrive until the next month. All were getting ready to go to the marriage ceremony. As usual, my sister was late. I persuaded mom and others to go saying we were late and that sister too preferred them to go. I told them I would bring her and her friend. So slowly, one by them left as our heart began to race fast. Uncle Olive, our family friend was the last to leave with his family. Sis was bathing and did not know he trap being set. We went to her room. Her dress was lying on the bed. We took everything and kept it on top of the cupboard. We locked her cupboard, so that she will not wear something else, and then removed all the chairs and such things that she could use for climbing to my room and locked it. There was a 3/4th cupboard outside her room. It was an antique model and heavy. We hoped she would not use it to climb and if she did, Ajith was to rush to help her. I waited outside. Ajith waited in the front room. We had set our trap. After some time we could her sis scattering things around. She called out for mom but no one came. Ajith went to her. She had just come out of the bathroom. She was in her underskirt and black bra but she had wrapped herself in a big towel. Therefore, he could only see the end of underskirt, which covered her legs. The strap of her bra was visible on her shoulders. "All have left. I am the escort to take you to the hall," he said smiling. "All have left?" "No, Olive uncle and family are there. All of us together are going to go in his jeep. What's the matter?" "I can't find my dress and the keys of my cupboard." "Did someone wear it to the marriage?" he asked laughing. "Very funny! The only idiot who could have done that is my brother." "You might have misplaced it here somewhere," he said looking around. "Is that your dress?" Ajith asked pointing to the top of the cupboard. "Well! Of all the d***** places! Who kept it there?" she said giving a stern look at him. "C`mon, I won't do such a thing -- especially when its function time." "The question is now how to take it," she said jumping up, trying to grab it. Ajith looked avariciously at her bouncing balls, hoping that the towel would just fall off. As she stopped jumping, he left there waiting for her call. "Ajith!" Yes, she did call. Just as Varun had said. He was wondering if he would have the guts to do the rest of the drama. He went to her. "Can you get me that dress from the top? It must have been Varun -- that idiot!" "Well, it's not Varun because he is the one who left first. Well let me see if I cannot get that. However, with my tight pants it going to be difficult. Do you have anything of Varun`s like tracksuit or so to change?" "Well, let me see." Ajith looked around and grabbed her bed sheet. "Do you mind if I use this?" She looked like she was going to say she did mind but then shook her head. Ajith wrapped the sheet around him and removed his pants. He threw the pants on her bed. If she were not in a hurry, she would have noticed that he had removed his underwear too, but she had other things on her mind. Now he folded his sheet like a loonkey and asked her to help to push the antique cupboard. "What do you need that for?" "To climb of course!" "But you could jump and reach -- you are taller than me." "Oh, I won't reach it." "Why don't you try?" "I got a back pain so I can jump," Ajith stammered. She agreed and both of them pushed it to the room. Ajith pulled up his sheet showing his thighs and heaved himself to the top of the antique cupboard, then slowly lifted his leg to the top and pulled himself up. He then squatted in front of her. Her face was a picture to frame. When Ajith squatted, she got a good view in between his legs. His hanging dick was a large one. Surprised, she looked at it, and then as his dick jerked, she came to her senses. She looked up, at his face, but he was looking the other side as if he did not know he had shown himself. She looked away, thinking it was just an unknown show. Ajith reached up to get her dress. Narmitha looked at him uneasily. He was reaching out for her dress but he had held one end of sheet and now his dick was sticking out. She nervously looked around wondering if this was her brother's setup or if anyone else was coming. If anyone did, she would be in a spot. Worse, she was wrapped in a towel and with this fellow sticking out his dick would put her in a moment. She literally grabbed the dress from him as he took it out, but did not get it. "Thank you Ajith. Now you can go," she said extending her hand for the dress. "Why, what happened? Why the sudden hurry? Once you got the dress I am to be thrown out?" "No, No. Nothing like that. It's just that we are getting late..." Her words stuck in mid air as Ajith squatted on his hind legs. He spread opens his thighs like a cabaret dancer. His manhood immersed in his hanging sac stood out. "Yes continue," he said. She looked at his vulgar display getting annoyed and suppressing the feeling to throw up. It looked like some hideous big worm wiggling. She was now sure this was Varun's idea. "Ajith! Get out -- NOW!" "C`mon, why are you so angry?" "Must I say? Whose idea was this? Where is Varun? Don't you know I am like your elder sister? Would you behave like this to Seema?" "You are better than my sister. Your boobs are bigger and I am sure your nipples will be sterner." Narmitha could not believe what she was hearing. "What?" "Yes. Not to mention your shaped Kundi (ass)." He said stressing her ass in the local language to make it dirtier. "I always dreamed of having my Kunna (dick) in your Kundi." She got fuming. How dare did this boy talk like this. She neared him, pulled him down by his collar, and pushed him out. He began to laugh. It was then that she noticed that he had pulled off her towel. She was now in her bra and underskirt. Her panties could be seen thru the side of her underskirt, where the knot was there. She covered herself with her hands. "Give me back the towel, you sick bastard," she shouted. He threw her dress and walked out of the room with her towel, laughing saying that was her punishment and walked out of the room. She stood glaring as he went. She looked sideways to see if he was hiding there but she could not see. She slowly made way and jumped on her dress. No one jumped on her. Like a spider pouncing on the prey, she grabbed the dress and withdrew to her room. She closed the door and reached out to lock the door. She stood unbelieving, and then cursed loudly. The bolt was missing! Heaving on the door as a barrier, she pulled up her dress fast with her eyes and mind on the door. She was going to teach that brat a good lesson. She was sure Varun was behind all this. She would spell everything to her parents and if necessary to her college professors. This should stop or who knows what he may end up doing. The silence was getting to her nerves. She felt an uneasy feeling. Without tiding her hair, she grabbed her shawl and ran to the front door. Somehow, she felt this time it was not his usual pranks. Maybe it was the presence of Ajith or his bold sexual approaches. Her scram to the front door suddenly got a full break as she saw the front door opening. She was sure it was Varun but she got a shock as she saw the person. It was Manoj! His gleaming eyes bought knots to her stomach. She stood unfazed. "What do you want?" she asked. With a sly grin he said, "I just came to see you." "I have told you many times not come behind me." He laughed, "Yes, although I never wanted to come behind you. I always wanted to see your front however today I have really come to see your behind." She stood there not really catching the meaning of what he was implying. He came near her. She moved back two steps. "No one is here, so get out or I will scream." "Sure, you can scream and when everyone arrives they also can have a laugh on your dress." "What's wrong with my dress?" she asked. "Why don't you run your hand on those sweet ass-cheek buns of yours?" She wondered why all she met were talking dirty. Unknowingly her hands touched her back. She got a jolt. Her dress had been cut off from the back. Her hands had reached the panties. She pinched her panties not believing the feel. She stood rigid. "Well that's a cute little ass draped there!" She jolted as the voice came from behind her. She had forgotten all about Ajith. She turned towards him trying to hide her torn dress from him. "Well, if it isn't green panties you are wearing" This time it was Manoj. In her hurry to hide from Ajith, she had exposed herself to Manoj. She moved sideward's trying to hide her panties from both of them. Shame had overcome her fear. She was trying to hide herself from them so they would not see her privacy. Both of them came in front of her. She covered her back with her shawl. Ajith poked on her stomach with one finger and she jumped. "What are you doing?" "Ticklish -- he he he." Slowly Ajith nearby, began tickling her. She began fidgeting and tried to run away but was held by Manoj. Wriggling she tried to kick Ajith off. Ajith gave her a gap to breathe as she erupted laughing, then again began tickling her. Tired after some time she began to swoon. Still holding her, they let her lie on the floor. Ajith looked at Manoj who in turn nodded. Ajith moved under the sofa and brought out something. Before she could notice, it was on her ankles. It was then she noticed the knot on her leg. Suddenly Ajith brought another rope on her other leg. Now she felt her panic return. She tried to pull away but both her legs were tied. She felt a knot on her hands and looked up to see Manoj tying her hands together. "What are you doing? Leave me. I have to go to the marriage." Both of them just giggled. Ajith bought a scissor and began to nip her dress. She tried to move but was unsuccessful. She looked helpless as he cut her dress into two. Like the shell of a crab, her dress opened to reveal her bra and under skirt. She tried persuading Ajith to stop but all on deaf ears. The scissor went thru her skirt like knife on butter. They pulled off her torn dress and stepped back to watch. She felt humiliated as their ravenous eyes rove over her. Thanking her stars that she had her bra and panties, she tried to cover herself with her hands. She tried to bring her leg sideways but she looked more like a model posing than a frightened girl trying to cover up. Ajith jumped behind her to hold her hands as Manoj moved forward. She started struggling and tried to kick Manoj. Her legs were waving frantically. Manoj came between her legs and held on her thigh. "Stop, relax, maybe we don't need to do this," Manoj said. She stopped struggling and looked at him. "Yes, there is no need for us to struggle. We are not going to rape you." "What do you want?" "We just want to cum!" She did not understand at first but when he spelled it out, she was embarrassed. "I don't understand what you are saying." "Just that we want to masturbate seeing you nude." "No way, you pervert!" "Fine, then let's say -- in semi nude." "NO" "You are already semi nude. We are just being good sportsmanship. Just stand straight and move around and we will masturbate -- after that we are gone and none is the wiser." "No way!" "You are being stubborn. Just think -- we can strip you fully naked and cum on you -- better we can and even might fuck you." "Don't say about Police and other things," Ajith said as she was about to speak. "Even if we rape you or don't, we have crossed the line. Now whatever happens, the punishment will be the same. So on second thoughts, maybe we should rape her." "C`mon," Manoj said. "I still love you, that's why I am giving you this chance to escape and satisfy my lust." She seemed to be in a dilemma. Both of stood in front of her with a poker face. "So what do I do?" she said suddenly relaxing. "Just walk around like a model." Narmitha got up slowly like a trapped animal, expecting the other to jump on it. Manoj and Ajith sat there. She looked at them and suddenly dashed to the door. She pulled on the door, screaming but it would not open. She turned around as she heard her captors laughing. "Tssh, Tssh Narmitha -- I expected more sense from you, "Manoj said. "We offered an easy way and you are making us work up. You will make us a Balan K. Nair," Ajith said in between guffaws. Balan K. Nair was an old villain of Malayalam cinemas who always played the bad guy in 1960`s. His films, in the end, always had a rape scene - He trapped the heroine in a room and they would be circling the bed. Eventually the villain catches the heroine and confines her to the bed. While the perverts like us expect a rape scene, the hero will come up smashing the door, window or roof and thrashes him, rescuing the girl. As time passed, he was always a craze for the mimicry artists. Narmitha stood blandly to his joke. She noticed that their eyes were trying to see past her bra and underwear. Inadvertently she brought her hands to cover herself. "So dear, you goanna make this more exciting for us or make us cum fast?" "Ok, but no touching," she waved her hands to move them back. "No problemo with us." She came to the middle of the hall and walked fast back and forth. "What do you think you are doing? Are you going to catch a bus?" Ajith asked "Do something sexy. " "Like what?" she asked. "How about starting to walk like a girl." She walked slowly a little then walked back and continued. This time indeed, she walked like a model. Her long legs were a sight to see. They watched her ass wiggle around with each step. When she walked facing them, her boobs seemed like marching up and down. "Enough? You pervert`s. Got what you came for?" "Well you see we have not yet started to masturbate." "Well, do it, "she snapped "I don't have day long." "I don't know. You just walking around in your under dress is not so titillating. Is it Ajith?" Manoj asked. "No. We need something else." "You are not going to get anything more." "How about you do a cabaret dance?" "What?" "C`mon Ajith cut a piece from the bed sheet and gave it to her. She wore it as Manoj played the song in his cell. She moved her ass like the one she had seen in the movies. She remembered how Yanna Gupta had danced in the movie 'Dum' and danced. In between, she spread her legs to give a glimpse of her panties. Manoj and Ajith found their dicks rising in salute to her motions. Manoj opened his zip, pulled out his dick, and started to wank. She suddenly missed her step in surprise and looked at him. "This is not going to go," she said "You have to understand, the faster we cum, the faster you are free." She made a face of disdain and continued her dance as Ajith also pulled out his dick. Manoj and Ajith joined her dance with their dicks hanging out. She giggled for a second forgetting that she was the victim. Manoj pressed his dick on her back. "Yeech, get off me you ...." she lost her words as he broke into laughter. Manoj neared her and she raised both her hands to defend her. He caught her hand and started wrestling. Ajith came behind her and yanked her panties to her thighs. She closed both her knees to stop him from pulling it further down. She tried to free her hand to pull her panties but Manoj held her with an evil grin. With expert fingers, Ajith unstrapped her bra. She tried holding her bra but Ajith pulled it forward. With a little help from Manoj, her bra was on the ground. With her panties on her knees, she tried covering her boobs while wrestling with Manoj. Manoj pulled her towards him and embraced her. Ajith knelt down, widened her ass cheeks, and pushed his finger into her anus. Unknowingly she swooned backwards opening her legs apart clutching her ass. Ajith started to fingerfuck her ass as Manoj nibbled her boobs. Ajith grabbed her with one hand as he slot in his finger deeper into her ass. Pinning her down, Manoj held her hands above her head as he sat on her face. She tried to move her face but he held her face with his thigh as he pressed his dick on her face. Ajith pulled her leg up and inserted his dick into her pussy. She opened her mouth to protest and found Manoj`s dick slide in. He started mouth fucking her as Ajith rammed her pussy. She tried to bite him but found her mouth blocked by a small iron rod. The rod made it tight when she closed her mouth and at the same time made it pleasurable for him. She tried to keep her mouth open but found his dick going deeper to her throat. Having no options she closed her mouth tight and let him fuck. Ajith's thrust was shaking her from head to toe. Suddenly she felt her mouth fill up with a white liquid. She struggled to avoid it but Manoj lying on her and the dick spurting in force made her swallow his cum. She sucked his dick in the move. Manoj patted her head like a master on a dog with an evil glee. He pulled out his dick and rubbed it on her lips. His cum coated on her lips as she tried to move away. He then rubbed his cum soaking dick on her cheeks until his cum was pasted on her cheeks like a cream. She suddenly felt a hot liquid in her pussy. 'O God, the idiot had cum in her! She wondered if she would get pregnant.' She felt Ajith shiver in ecstasy as his cum dripped into her pussy. 'Whatever it was, she was happy the ordeal was over fast,' she thought. However, she was wrong. Suddenly held by her hand and leg, she was flipped like a doll. She kept her head high or else she would have banged her face. She wondered what they were unto. Manoj sat on her back still holding her hand while Ajith squeezed her ass cheeks. He was squeezing it as if it was a ball of sponge. Then he parted her asscheeks and tickled her asshole. She felt her ass cheeks pulled apart letting her asshole bulge up. Suddenly she felt stiffness on her asshole. Abruptly she began to panic. She could feel Ajith sitting near her and Manoj on top of her, yet someone was inserting something into her asshole. There was a third person in the house! Fear gripped her more than shame. She felt the outline of a huge dick pressed to her asshole. She started shouting, and then felt something poured on her asshole and someone was rubbing it on her asshole. She felt her asshole being circled probably by a finger or something of that size. She felt a cold substance on her asshole and then something inserting the cold substance into her asshole. She felt the cold substance being pushed in. then the finger rotated applying the cold all over asshole. She again felt a dick on her asshole. 'What are these idiots doing' she wondered. She felt the dick pressurise on her asshole. She held tight trying to repulse it away, but try as much as she could; she felt the dick inching in. Flustered she tried tightening but she was in a no win battle. She felt the pain creep in as her asshole widened by the dick. She bit her lips as she felt the lump invade her asshole. Suddenly she felt a terrible pain as the dick slided in. with great eagerness; the person was fucking her ass, ignoring her cries. She felt the dick hit her stomach -- if it was a dick; she never felt such a big one. The pumping continued for some time then suddenly it increased the speed, jammed until the end, and clutched her tight on her boobs, pinching her nipples. She felt a warm liquid flow in her ass. Like the dick, it seemed an ocean swarming in. she felt her ass fill up with the hot liquid. Then the person pulled her up, putting her on fours. She felt a long hose being withdrawn from her ass and felt a big relief. She felt some of the liquid ooze out of her ass, while her legs were widened making her ass higher. She tried to get a look as to who was the third person and got a shock of her life - It was a big Negro!! Refugee Again His dick dangled down like a snake. Had she seen him earlier she would have fainted or screamed to death, just thinking of such a thing entering her. Seeing her face all of them laughed as she was turned. The Negro stood in front of her like a devil. "So how do you like Ajmer?" Manoj asked. "We got him from a lodge. He was looking for a prostitute to fuck an ass but none would allow because of their infamous dick," Ajith added in. "Yeah and he was surprised when we offered a free virgin ass." Ajmer laughed with them -- his voice was hoarse and terrifying. She could not sit on her ass because it still hurt. All three of them naked stood before her rubbing their dicks. "Let me go," she said. "Sure we are ready to let you go but what about these people?" Manoj said pointing. She looked to the direction he pointed and was dumbfounded. Four Negroes and two black women stood there wearing their traditional dress and a backpack on them. Her eyes widened. With a quick pull, all the dress was down. The men had longer dicks than Ajmer. The women had lovely round breast with black nipples. Their body were like athletes with tight ass. She cuddled back wondering if this was just a nightmare and would go off or was it all just going to begin. She felt a tingle in her pussy. She remembered joking about Negroes dicks with her friends and she had boasted she would have easily taken them but now seeing these long and thick dicks, she was not sure. Just one dick had exhausted her so going with another four was beyond her dreams. Her mind was frightened and trying to hide but her body seemed to be responding. She felt her nipples getting thick and long. One of them noticed it and neared her. She got up not knowing what to do or expect. All of them had dazed eyes as if they had alcohol and was going to be pleasures. She looked at Manoj and Ajith who were rubbing their dicks with evil fantasy. The Negroes surrounded her. She stared at all of them defiantly and then closed her eyes awaiting the ordeal.