Previous Part: Ava Fucked At A Dhaba – Part 3
I climbed into Saif’s jeep. I was completely naked. But it was dark outside. No one could see me but Saif. But he had fucked me so many times that it didn’t matter.
“Wait,” I said as Saif was about to get in the car.
“What?” he asked, startled.
“Take your clothes off,” I said sharply.
“What!”
“Take your clothes off, Saif.”
“But – Why?”
“If I’m going to travel naked with you, then you gotta do the same. I’m a girl, Saif. If I can travel naked in a car, you shouldn’t be having any problems either.”
We continued to banter back and forth. In the end, he had to give in to my demands. He took all his clothes off and tossed them at the back of the car. I felt a tingle in my cunt.
Boy-O-boy, the man was a piece of art. Those 6-packs, that bulky chest, those massive biceps. And on top of that, that big fuckin’ cock. I was aroused in an instant. That guy had a godly body.
I thought to myself how exciting it would be if he impregnated me. He was the kind of guy you want to have babies with—no kiddin’. He got into the jeep. I waved at Babloo and the Dhaba owner as we hit the road.
“You sure, you don’t feel awkward being naked in the car?” said Saif hesitantly.
“It’s dark. So no one can see me from the outside. And you have seen me naked every time you have fucked me. So, no,” I answered casually.
“But being naked on the road?”
“So what. I’ve spent the last 1 month getting banged by strangers for money,” I replied matter-of-factly.
“I’ve never seen a girl taking to prostitution the way you did. You were so open and casual about it. It’s like you were born for it,” he said appreciatively.
“Well, my mom is a prostitute. And Sometimes, my sisters and I fill in for her whenever she’s sick or pregnant,” I replied.
“Your mother is a prostitute!” he exclaimed, befuddled.
“Yeah.”
“So, your father was one of her clients.”
“Oh no. She wasn’t always a prostitute,” I clarified.
“Then?” he said inquiringly.
“She was a nice and humble White blonde American girl. My dad was a techie. They met at a party. They fell in love and married. I was born in the US. It was when I was 14, we all moved to India.”
“My dad had an assignment here. My mom was a devoted wife. She managed home while my dad worked and earned the daily bread. It was 4 years ago after my dad abandoned us. We were all shattered. Mom was a mess. To be fair, we all were. And above all that, we had no source of income.”
“A few people came forward. They all claimed to lend us a helping hand. But in truth, they just wanted to woe my mom and fuck her. They all desired to enter the cunt of a white and blonde American woman. They would get their way with her and then would never be seen again. Nor the aid they promised.”
“With no work, depleting money, and 9 kids to look after, and being alone in a foreign land, mom finally turned to prostitution and has never looked back since,” I explained my situation.
“That’s so sad,” he muttered softly.
“It’s ok,” I replied gently.
“So, your mother has 9 kids,” Saif said after a long silence.
“You mean right now?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, now, she got 14.”
“She gave birth to 5 more?”
“Yes.”
“Are they from clients?”
“You can say that,” I replied vaguely.
“Wow, she’s some machine,” he murmured approvingly.
“Once you see her, you’ll know why everyone wants to fuck her,” I said proudly.
“Well, I have seen you. And if you are her product, then I can tell why,” Saif said flirtingly.
“Ha-ha. Thanks.”
“So, it’s you, your mother, and your brothers and sisters in your family.”
“There are also my kids and my sisters’ children as well,” I answered.
“Wait a minute! You have kids!”
“Yes,” said I.
“You don’t look like a mother.”
“Well, I do yoga regularly and play football.”
“How many do you have?”
“I have 4 kids,” I replied. “All girls.”
“That’s great. Congratulations,” said Saif. “Quite a big family you have.”
“Thanks.”
We both went quiet. The jeep was cruising smoothly along the road. A few cars and trucks overtook us, but none noticed that we were both naked. Or if they did, they never showed. The cool breeze gently hit my naked body like a pillow smacking my face.
My eyes rested on his body the entire time. His cock was as hard as a rock. I could see the pre-cum forming on the tip. My hands reached down between my legs, and my fingers began caressing my wet pussy.
“So, who’s in your family?” I said to break the silence.
“Me, my 5 brothers, my father, my mother, and my 2nd mother,” Saif answered.
“2nd mother? What does that mean?” I asked curiously.
“My father married twice. It’s allowed in our religion,” he explained. “So, when you were talking about bringing more girls the next time around, you meant you sisters?” he asked keenly.
“Yup,” I replied, nodding.
“Will they be ok with that?”
“Yeah, they will be,” I said casually.
“If I may ask. Who was your first?” Saif quizzed.
“My school teacher,” I answered, “yours?”
“My cousin,” he said. His cheek reddened. I could see that he felt embarrassed.
“You fucked your cousin!” I said, puzzled.
“Yeah,” he murmured.
“That’s cool. How did that happen?” I inquired.
“It was a few years ago. We had taken my motorcycle and headed out to the nearby town. She wanted to visit a dargah there. She was newly married, but her husband had been away for a while. When we were on our way back, it started pouring. We both were drenched from head to toe.”
“There was a hut close by, like the one you stayed in. We took shelter there. Our clothes were soaking wet. She suggested we take our clothes off to avoid catching pneumonia. We both turned around, faced opposite directions, and took our clothes off and sat on the floor.”
“The rain got heavier with every passing minute. It was getting cold there. Gradually, she crawled close to me. Our backs touched one another. It felt warm. It was a relief. Slowly, in search of more warmth, we turned towards each other.”
“I wrapped my arms around her, and our naked bodies were coiled together. Suddenly, something came over me, and I kissed her on her lips. I felt ashamed the next moment. But she smiled and kissed me back. We were kissed madly. I gradually pushed her back and laid her down on the floor.”
“I went down on her and started licking her pussy. She enjoyed it. She even moaned a little. I then took the next step and penetrated her cunt. It was now my turn to go mad. It felt like heaven. It only lasted for 10 minutes, but they were amazing 10 minutes. I fucked her 3 times in that hut.”
“But there was something. We both liked it. From that moment onwards, we had sex regularly. She stayed with us for 1 month. And during that time, I fucked her every single day. At night, once all were asleep, we would sneak out of the house.”
“There was a park nearby. We would go there and have sex in the open. But it was where no one could see us. Eventually, she got pregnant. We haven’t stopped fucking ever.”
“And as of now, I am the father of all her 3 kids. Her husband is impotent. So, they are mine. I have also fathered children with a few more married women in my city.”
I was rubbing my cunt vigorously as he narrated his story. Wow, what an incident. And the fact that I had my eyes on his tool, I could imagine everything. No woman could have said no to that lovely meat stick.
“Ok, pullover,” I said.
“What! Why?” he was startled.
“I want you to fuck me. Your story got me aroused beyond control. I want your stick now,” I said and got out of the car.
He turned the engine off. But I insisted on letting the headlights remain on. We stood on the road, in the beaming lights of the car. I went down on my knees and took his dick in my mouth. I didn’t need to lubricate it, but I wanted to taste that pre-cum.
After sucking him for a short while, I laid down on the road, in front of the jeep, on my back, basking in the light of the lamps of the car. I spread my legs and invited him in. Saif came on me. He gently pushed his cock in and started humping.
“Oh, yeah,” I moaned.
“Oh, Ava, you are such a fantastic cunt,” Saif said happily.
We switched positions. I bent over the bonnet of the car. He spat on my cunt and took it from behind. His hands were on my ass, and he rammed me hard this time. I moaned.
“Ava, I’m cumming,” Saif screamed.
“Cum in me, baby, cum in me, I want your baby, give me your baby, make me a mom again,” I said.
Saif thrust me 2 more times, and his cock exploded inside my cunt. I could feel his warm baby-making juice in my pussy. We both sat on the road for a while. I made him bang me 2 more times before taking off again.
Unfortunately, I did not get pregnant with his child. But I did give birth to his child a little later down the line. And I’m proud that he bears all the qualities of his father.
He dropped me off at my home before sunrise. I introduced him to my family. After that, his visits became frequent to my place. We would fuck a lot.
This is the 4th part of this series, guys. I’ll be back with more in the future. What you think about this, do let me know at [email protected].