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Ravi left me on the sofa with his uncle sitting to my right with his arm resting behind my head on the back of the sofa as he leaned back trying to look down my open dress. I met Ravi in my first year of College but we weren’t too close but he was well aware that I was keen on learning about the Hindi culture. He invited me to their weekend cricket match with his friends and I was the only white girl there so I enjoyed plenty of attention between ends.
All five men had been staring at my braless breasts all day at the cricket match. The sun pass through my white sheer sundress revealing the outline of my slim figure that left no doubt that I wore no bra or panties. They seem to have a universal fetish for white chicks and I couldn’t be any whiter with my Scottish red hair and pale skin. The hotel room was cooler than I had expected and my nipples were erect and I was shivering a little from the chill in the air and with the anticipation of what I had gotten myself into. I folded my arms across my tummy trying to keep warm but all I had succeeded in doing was hoisting my breasts up and outward like I was wearing a push-up bra. To me, Indians had always been polite and cordial so I had assumed that I'd be safe enough with a group of men that Ravi had vouched for in the unfamiliar territory of the local hotel room. Their eyes were telling me something different now. The two that had been perched on the bed in front of me looked me over from head to toe and had been whispering back and forth in Hindi for some time. The youngest of the group sat silently at the desk near the closed curtains of the patio doors that overlooked the pool in the courtyard. Where the hell was Ravi?
He said, “I’ll be back in 2 minutes!” Maybe he meant Indian time?
Ravi's Uncle’s hand slid down from the back of the sofa and brushed my long red hair behind my ear and complimented my pale white complexion. The his index finger curled my hair around my ear then gently down my neck as one of the men that had been sitting on the bed eased his way to the opening Ravi had left. He placed his hand on my knee and the armrest of the sofa as he plunked down aggressively to my left.
"Such a fine dress!" he commented as his right hand pressed the material for my dress against my knee and then slowly made it’s way up my inner thigh towards my groin. " Is that cotton?" he said with a grin.
"I'm sure it is." Added Uncle as his hand clutched the hemline.
"Let me see what the tag says." said the aggressive one as pushed my head forward and twisted the neckline of my dress inside out to see. "Yes indeed!" he exclaimed. "Just as we thought, 100% cotton. It is very sexy and what makes it especially sexy is that you don't have a bra! You like to look sexy, don't you? You like to have men looking at you, don't you? I can make that dress much more sexy. Get my scissors!" he barked to his partner sitting on the bed who had been watching with an open mouth from his perch.
He jumped to his feet like a puppet and rushed to the bathroom to rummage through a shaving kit.
"What this dress needs is a lower neckline," said the aggressive one as he clutched the scissors from the hands of his puppet.
I could feel the cold steel of the blade as it inched way down front of my dress exposing my full cleavage. He moved back a little to admire his handiwork.
"Much better!" he said.
I could see the erections of Uncle and the Puppet straining at the leg of their pants while all eyes were fixed on half of my tits.
"Stand up and lets have a better look." said Uncle.
I slowly eased my way forward being careful not to lean too far forward of fear of exposing a full breast to the Puppet who had taken his place on the edge of the bed once again. The aggressive one stood beside me grinning at his achievement.
"What it could use is slits up the sides to show a bit more leg!" he said as he knelt beside me and cut the thin cotton from the hemline at my knee all the way to my hip.
His free hand brushed the side of my dress open and his hand moved from my hip around to my inner thigh. I quivered a little and closed my legs as I felt his index finger brush against my pubic hair. His hand retreated to my inner thigh and down to my knee.
"Yes, yes. That's it!" said Uncle. "Now the other side!"
The aggressive one grabbed my wrist and spun me around and repeated the procedure on the other side. He rose to his feet stood beside me for a moment looking at his creation like he was Christian Dior but it was apparent that fashion wasn't the primary objective at the moment. He positioned himself directly in front of me as he slide his fashion implement in his back pocket. He cupped the back of my neck and pulled me towards him. His free hand slipped around my waste as he kissed me with his open mouth. I could feel a full erection against my belly as he thrust his hips back and forth several times.
"You see how I feel about you?" he said.
I tried to pull back but the Puppet had taken up a position behind me like a military flanking move. He grabbed both of my arms at the elbows from behind and pulled them back as my breasted jiggled with the quick movement.
The aggressive one ran his hands slowly down the front of my dress and paused to rub my swollen nipples saying, "You like the attention, don't you?"
Before I could answer, Uncle pipped up and said, "Does she shave her pussy? I wanna see her pussy!"
"Good question!" said the aggressive one as he grabbed my wrists from the puppet.
He steered me to the side of the bed then pushed me backwards. The puppet had made his way to the opposite side of the bed in anticipation and snatched up both hands and pulled them over my head. Uncle and the aggressive one pulled my knees apart and flipped my dress up to expose the neatly trimmed hair of my red bush.
“I knew it!” said Uncle, “No panties! You fucking slut.”
The quiet one rushed in to have a closer look.
He swallowed hard and said, "I want to fuck her Uncle."
His shaking hands unzipped his trousers and he freed his full erection from his briefs. Uncle and the aggressive one took hold of my ankles and spread my legs for the quiet one. The quiet one crawled up between my legs and laid flat on top of me poking his cock around my wet vagina. He grunted and squeaked like a child’s toy as he rooted around trying to find his target. He was too excited to hold himself back and he came before he could penetrate me. I could feel the hot sperm as it squirted between my legs, over my pussy and down my ass. He shook a little as he collapsed with his full weight on me and panted like an Olympiad after a world record attempt.
The Puppet flipped the aggressive one at towel as the quiet one slowly slide down, came to his feet and clutched my ankle before I could close my legs. He pulled down his sweats with one hand and wiped the cum off of my dripping cunt like he was a busboy cleaning tables for the next guest. I wiggled my ass a little help expedite the procedure and I looked up with a clinical curiosity at another black uncircumcised cock dancing up and down with its red tip poking out through the foreskin. He crawled up between my legs and as he mounted me and he put one arm around the back of my neck and grasped erection in his other hand to guide his cock into my waiting hole. He jammed himself into my wet pussy all the way to the hilt in a single stroke with expert precision. He withdrew slowly until the tip rubbed my inner labia and then pushed himself in fully until his ball slapped my ass. The bed bounced and creaked under the strain as he pounded on me like I was brothel whore. He grabbed my hair from behind so that I couldn't look away from him. He lifted his chest just enough so that he could rip open what was left of my dress and free my milk white breasts. He pinched my nipple and twisted it to make me squeal a little before he let go. He pinched, twisted and pulled until my nipples were hard and swollen. He let go and grabbed my chin as he kissed my and stuck his tongue in my mouth and all the while pounding away at my wet hole. I could smell chicken curry on his breath as I felt his hot load squirting inside me as the pounding slowed. He cock pulsed inside of me as I counted spurts of semen. Long spirts rushed into me at first and then they began to slow at seven. Cum was dripping down my ass by the ninth and final dose seminal fluid became overflowed.
Uncle took up the towel and wiped up any obvious dripping left over from the aggressive one. He gave my pussy lustful kiss rolled my clit around in his mouth for a moment before prepared himself to fuck my. He knelt between my leg, clutched my throat and gave me a playful swat across my face. I was surprised at his change in character as he grew rough with anticipation. I had forgotten the puppet was holding my wrists until I tried to block the second slap across my face.
"You fucking white slut! You like it don't you!" he said as he raise his paw to take another swipe at me.
I turned my face away when I saw the palm of his hand swiping to slap me again. He let go of my throat and his hands slid under my shoulder and around my neck. He pushed down on my shoulders with his elbows as his cock poked around for a moment or two between my legs before he found his target. His throbbing penis side into my slippery, pre-lubricated pussy. His crushing body weight made me grunt with each thrust as he enjoyed sloppy seconds with the white chick. He was done in three firm strokes as he stabbed my gaping hole with his eager cock.
As he inched his way to his knees again he gave me a final swat and said, "There you go cunt!"
The puppet let my hands go and I naively thought that they might be through but Uncle slapped me again and pushed me back into position.
He straddled my waste and said, "Not yet bitch!"
He gave me one final slap to ensure that I would comply and he rolled to one side, then off the bed and stretched my arms above my head once again. So there I lay, legs held wide open and arms above my head waiting for the puppet to take his turn at their new white sex toy. My pussy was soaked with cum and my face was red with fear and excitement. I heard the clicking of his belt buckle as he undid his pants, the zip on his zipper and the light thud of his drawers are they hit the floor. I glanced down between my legs to prepare myself for the fourth and final cock. It didn’t look much different then the other men. He tugged on it a couple of times as he rubbed my pussy and knelt between my legs. He propped himself up with one arm at my side as he guided himself into beaver with his other hand. He took his time pushing his cock into me for an inch or so and then pulling out a little, pushing in a little more and then pulling out a little. He watching his cock inch it’s way in until his pubic bone touched mine. He lay down on me fully and then grabbed my hips and buried his face on my neck and bit me gently, then kissed and sucked as pushed my hips down and fucked me slowly at first. His tempo increased and his cock began to pulse and swell a little inside me. There was the unmistakeable spurting of hot semen in me as he relieved himself on his fuck doll.
It reminded my of my stepfather’s poker party..... But that’s another story for another time.
All five men had been staring at my braless breasts all day at the cricket match. The sun pass through my white sheer sundress revealing the outline of my slim figure that left no doubt that I wore no bra or panties. They seem to have a universal fetish for white chicks and I couldn’t be any whiter with my Scottish red hair and pale skin. The hotel room was cooler than I had expected and my nipples were erect and I was shivering a little from the chill in the air and with the anticipation of what I had gotten myself into. I folded my arms across my tummy trying to keep warm but all I had succeeded in doing was hoisting my breasts up and outward like I was wearing a push-up bra. To me, Indians had always been polite and cordial so I had assumed that I'd be safe enough with a group of men that Ravi had vouched for in the unfamiliar territory of the local hotel room. Their eyes were telling me something different now. The two that had been perched on the bed in front of me looked me over from head to toe and had been whispering back and forth in Hindi for some time. The youngest of the group sat silently at the desk near the closed curtains of the patio doors that overlooked the pool in the courtyard. Where the hell was Ravi?
He said, “I’ll be back in 2 minutes!” Maybe he meant Indian time?
Ravi's Uncle’s hand slid down from the back of the sofa and brushed my long red hair behind my ear and complimented my pale white complexion. The his index finger curled my hair around my ear then gently down my neck as one of the men that had been sitting on the bed eased his way to the opening Ravi had left. He placed his hand on my knee and the armrest of the sofa as he plunked down aggressively to my left.
"Such a fine dress!" he commented as his right hand pressed the material for my dress against my knee and then slowly made it’s way up my inner thigh towards my groin. " Is that cotton?" he said with a grin.
"I'm sure it is." Added Uncle as his hand clutched the hemline.
"Let me see what the tag says." said the aggressive one as pushed my head forward and twisted the neckline of my dress inside out to see. "Yes indeed!" he exclaimed. "Just as we thought, 100% cotton. It is very sexy and what makes it especially sexy is that you don't have a bra! You like to look sexy, don't you? You like to have men looking at you, don't you? I can make that dress much more sexy. Get my scissors!" he barked to his partner sitting on the bed who had been watching with an open mouth from his perch.
He jumped to his feet like a puppet and rushed to the bathroom to rummage through a shaving kit.
"What this dress needs is a lower neckline," said the aggressive one as he clutched the scissors from the hands of his puppet.
I could feel the cold steel of the blade as it inched way down front of my dress exposing my full cleavage. He moved back a little to admire his handiwork.
"Much better!" he said.
I could see the erections of Uncle and the Puppet straining at the leg of their pants while all eyes were fixed on half of my tits.
"Stand up and lets have a better look." said Uncle.
I slowly eased my way forward being careful not to lean too far forward of fear of exposing a full breast to the Puppet who had taken his place on the edge of the bed once again. The aggressive one stood beside me grinning at his achievement.
"What it could use is slits up the sides to show a bit more leg!" he said as he knelt beside me and cut the thin cotton from the hemline at my knee all the way to my hip.
His free hand brushed the side of my dress open and his hand moved from my hip around to my inner thigh. I quivered a little and closed my legs as I felt his index finger brush against my pubic hair. His hand retreated to my inner thigh and down to my knee.
"Yes, yes. That's it!" said Uncle. "Now the other side!"
The aggressive one grabbed my wrist and spun me around and repeated the procedure on the other side. He rose to his feet stood beside me for a moment looking at his creation like he was Christian Dior but it was apparent that fashion wasn't the primary objective at the moment. He positioned himself directly in front of me as he slide his fashion implement in his back pocket. He cupped the back of my neck and pulled me towards him. His free hand slipped around my waste as he kissed me with his open mouth. I could feel a full erection against my belly as he thrust his hips back and forth several times.
"You see how I feel about you?" he said.
I tried to pull back but the Puppet had taken up a position behind me like a military flanking move. He grabbed both of my arms at the elbows from behind and pulled them back as my breasted jiggled with the quick movement.
The aggressive one ran his hands slowly down the front of my dress and paused to rub my swollen nipples saying, "You like the attention, don't you?"
Before I could answer, Uncle pipped up and said, "Does she shave her pussy? I wanna see her pussy!"
"Good question!" said the aggressive one as he grabbed my wrists from the puppet.
He steered me to the side of the bed then pushed me backwards. The puppet had made his way to the opposite side of the bed in anticipation and snatched up both hands and pulled them over my head. Uncle and the aggressive one pulled my knees apart and flipped my dress up to expose the neatly trimmed hair of my red bush.
“I knew it!” said Uncle, “No panties! You fucking slut.”
The quiet one rushed in to have a closer look.
He swallowed hard and said, "I want to fuck her Uncle."
His shaking hands unzipped his trousers and he freed his full erection from his briefs. Uncle and the aggressive one took hold of my ankles and spread my legs for the quiet one. The quiet one crawled up between my legs and laid flat on top of me poking his cock around my wet vagina. He grunted and squeaked like a child’s toy as he rooted around trying to find his target. He was too excited to hold himself back and he came before he could penetrate me. I could feel the hot sperm as it squirted between my legs, over my pussy and down my ass. He shook a little as he collapsed with his full weight on me and panted like an Olympiad after a world record attempt.
The Puppet flipped the aggressive one at towel as the quiet one slowly slide down, came to his feet and clutched my ankle before I could close my legs. He pulled down his sweats with one hand and wiped the cum off of my dripping cunt like he was a busboy cleaning tables for the next guest. I wiggled my ass a little help expedite the procedure and I looked up with a clinical curiosity at another black uncircumcised cock dancing up and down with its red tip poking out through the foreskin. He crawled up between my legs and as he mounted me and he put one arm around the back of my neck and grasped erection in his other hand to guide his cock into my waiting hole. He jammed himself into my wet pussy all the way to the hilt in a single stroke with expert precision. He withdrew slowly until the tip rubbed my inner labia and then pushed himself in fully until his ball slapped my ass. The bed bounced and creaked under the strain as he pounded on me like I was brothel whore. He grabbed my hair from behind so that I couldn't look away from him. He lifted his chest just enough so that he could rip open what was left of my dress and free my milk white breasts. He pinched my nipple and twisted it to make me squeal a little before he let go. He pinched, twisted and pulled until my nipples were hard and swollen. He let go and grabbed my chin as he kissed my and stuck his tongue in my mouth and all the while pounding away at my wet hole. I could smell chicken curry on his breath as I felt his hot load squirting inside me as the pounding slowed. He cock pulsed inside of me as I counted spurts of semen. Long spirts rushed into me at first and then they began to slow at seven. Cum was dripping down my ass by the ninth and final dose seminal fluid became overflowed.
Uncle took up the towel and wiped up any obvious dripping left over from the aggressive one. He gave my pussy lustful kiss rolled my clit around in his mouth for a moment before prepared himself to fuck my. He knelt between my leg, clutched my throat and gave me a playful swat across my face. I was surprised at his change in character as he grew rough with anticipation. I had forgotten the puppet was holding my wrists until I tried to block the second slap across my face.
"You fucking white slut! You like it don't you!" he said as he raise his paw to take another swipe at me.
I turned my face away when I saw the palm of his hand swiping to slap me again. He let go of my throat and his hands slid under my shoulder and around my neck. He pushed down on my shoulders with his elbows as his cock poked around for a moment or two between my legs before he found his target. His throbbing penis side into my slippery, pre-lubricated pussy. His crushing body weight made me grunt with each thrust as he enjoyed sloppy seconds with the white chick. He was done in three firm strokes as he stabbed my gaping hole with his eager cock.
As he inched his way to his knees again he gave me a final swat and said, "There you go cunt!"
The puppet let my hands go and I naively thought that they might be through but Uncle slapped me again and pushed me back into position.
He straddled my waste and said, "Not yet bitch!"
He gave me one final slap to ensure that I would comply and he rolled to one side, then off the bed and stretched my arms above my head once again. So there I lay, legs held wide open and arms above my head waiting for the puppet to take his turn at their new white sex toy. My pussy was soaked with cum and my face was red with fear and excitement. I heard the clicking of his belt buckle as he undid his pants, the zip on his zipper and the light thud of his drawers are they hit the floor. I glanced down between my legs to prepare myself for the fourth and final cock. It didn’t look much different then the other men. He tugged on it a couple of times as he rubbed my pussy and knelt between my legs. He propped himself up with one arm at my side as he guided himself into beaver with his other hand. He took his time pushing his cock into me for an inch or so and then pulling out a little, pushing in a little more and then pulling out a little. He watching his cock inch it’s way in until his pubic bone touched mine. He lay down on me fully and then grabbed my hips and buried his face on my neck and bit me gently, then kissed and sucked as pushed my hips down and fucked me slowly at first. His tempo increased and his cock began to pulse and swell a little inside me. There was the unmistakeable spurting of hot semen in me as he relieved himself on his fuck doll.
It reminded my of my stepfather’s poker party..... But that’s another story for another time.
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