Previous Part: Hot Junior College Girl Amrita – Part 4
I open my eyes to Shivam, grunting in pleasure after painting my face with his cum. I was aroused to the point of dying to be touched. Right in front of me wss Srishti being nailed from both ends.
Himanshu shoved his dick in her mouth while Arjun fucked her hard. Shrishti moaned through her breath, her voice muffled by Himanshu’s dick.
The next moment, someone unhooked my bra. It was Yash. “You are overdressed, slut,” he says. “I’m sorry, sir,” I replied, submitting to his assertiveness. I lift my hips and pull my dress down along with my panties. I toss my dress somewhere in the room carelessly.
This gets Himanshu’s attention towards me, and he is left dumbstruck at my naked body. I look dead into his eyes, press my boobs with both my hands creating a deep cleavage to show him. He pulls out his dick from Shrishti’s mouth and walks towards me.
The way I stole his attention spiked my confidence. I opened my mouth wide and stuck my tongue out. Himanshu places his dick on my lips. I immediately close my lips. I prepare to suck his dick, but he gives me absolutely no time. He grabs my head with both his hands.
He pushes my head into his crotch, shoving the dick down my narrow throat. I choke immediately. I try to cough, but he handles my face like a toy shoving the dick in and out of my throat. Bring denied to even cough. I start to feel his dick move inside my mouth.
The sensation of his dick brushing against my lips, cheeks and in my throat sends chills down my spine. I wrap my tongue around his dick when it’s inside my mouth. I feel his tight veins on my tongue. Holding my head strongly, he thrusts his hip shoving his dick down my throat, I choke again.
He pulls out. I feel the warm, pink tip on my lips. I swirl my tongue on that amazing tip. He thrusts it back in. My knees unintentionally slide apart, spreading my legs and putting my pussy for show. I didn’t even know that my hands were still on my boobs. I was so lost in the blowjob.
While this was going on, Vish and Yash were gone from the room. I had no idea as my eyes were closed, and I was in heaven. At this point, I wished that any one of the guys would shove their dick inside me from behind, but no one did. I was getting desperate to get fucked.
Outside the room, Yash and Vish were discussing something. The security guard was at the door, and the residents had complained about loud music late at night. He wanted us to stop the music immediately.
Yash has an idea. He calls Vish to the side and whispers to him, “Let him fuck Amrita once. There’s no way that he refuses. I know how to convince Amrita.” Vish tries to give his moral point of view but then agrees. This motherfucker gets thrilled by whoring me out to anybody he likes. They set up their plan.
I was in heaven enjoying Himanshu’s amazing dick, completely unaware of the outside conversation at that moment. Suddenly, two guys grab both my arms from each side and pick me up, forcefully making me stand. Vish was on my left. He pushed me against the wall and grabbed my boob with his right hand.
He kneads it while kissing my lips. I feel loved and horny at the same time. I realise that I feel different when Vish touches me. All the guys touch me in different ways. But when he touches me, I feel something in my stomach. That is unusual.
Vish kisses me passionately, pushing me back slowly, reaching the door. He opens the door to get out of the room, away from the guys. He shuts the door, and we are in the living room. I’m naked while Vish is bare-chested with his pants on. But hadn’t he removed it already? I didn’t bother to think much.
The heat of the moment was off the roof. I feel a hand on my butt. It wasn’t Vish. Maybe it’s Yash. I didn’t bother to think that either. The idea of being sandwiched between two guys was getting me hornier. I get spanked hard on my ass. I immediately turned around to kiss the guy behind me.
Seeing a stranger, a watchman with his shirt unbuttoned and pants unzipped. His dick is hanging out rock-hard in his hand. I scream. Vish hugs me from the back and grabs both my boobs, and kisses my shoulder. “You said something about security guards and their small dicks remember?” he says.
I am too startled even to say a word. The watchman moves towards me, moving his hand towards my pussy. I take a few steps back. Vish holds me firmly not letting me move. He continues to speak, “Guess what you were wrong about.” The watchman’s hand now touches my labia, feeling the wetness.
My eyes move to the watchman’s dick. It was indeed huge, about 8 inches, dark and hard as a rock. I began imagining how it would feel in my mouth. The feeling of Himanshu’s dick wasn’t gone yet, and I wanted to feel this new dick. Oh god, the imagination of his hot cum filling my mouth was making me horny.
I’m a slut. I was imagining all this until Vish replied, “Yes, you are.” What the fuck? Did I say that out loud? Vish pinches both my nipples before I am able to answer my question. I scream in pain and moan in pleasure. Vish applies pressure on my shoulders pushing me down on my knees yet again.
I immediately take the dick in my mouth. I begin sucking it. My mind goes blank. All thoughts are gone. The sensations I felt while sucking Himanshu’s dick just moments ago, I didn’t feel any of that. I could hear the security guard groan in pleasure. I knew that Vish was right behind me.
I didn’t care about anything. I kept on sucking the cock in front of me. I started stroking it. I was milking it for its cum. The dick was huge, and my hand got almost tired, and so did my mouth. I wanted him to cum as soon as possible. The fat cock didn’t even feel like it was close.
I took the tip of the dick in my mouth, creating a suction. I sucked hard on it while tickling the hole with my tongue. In about 40 seconds, he screams while filling my mouth with his jizz. I immediately swallow it. I keep stroking the cock even after the hard orgasm. He goes limp.
I still didn’t stop until he pushed me to the floor, releasing his dick from my grip. I didn’t move at all. I saw Vish and the guard talking. Vish walked him to the door and locked it. Vish comes in front of me. I did not move at all. He hugs me, but I push him away.
“You really did it, didn’t you? You whored me out to a security guard. You think so little of me. You really don’t care about what I feel, do you at all?” I scream at him. I was complaining about being used mercilessly, but in reality, the complaint was about not feeling the love from Vish.
His touches feel different. His kisses feel different. I want to feel his dick. I realise that the only way to get that is to demand it. I get up and pounce on Vish. He grabs me, and I lock my lips with his. I kiss him passionately and roughly. I kiss him as if i have never kissed anyone ever.
I showed him that I desired him. I showed him that I loved him. I wrapped my legs around his waist. I broke the kiss finally, only to say, “Vish, fuck me now.”
Vish replies, “I feel it, Amrita, your juices smeared on my stomach, your tight grip around my waist, the passion in your kisses. I didn’t allow anyone near your pussy today. It’s mine now, you’re all mine.” I kiss him again. He drops me on the couch.
Thank you guys for reading this. I know it has been forever since I posted the previous part. I wanted the story to be as exciting as the previous parts, even if it meant to be late. I hope you enjoyed it. I want all of you guys to send me your reviews on [email protected] on hangouts. Hope you came. Bye.