RASHID'S REVENGE : Episode 1 - Sex Stories

RASHID'S REVENGE : Episode 1

... do?" I heard my mom say in a shaking voice. "Oh, nothing too hard. You see, me and my boys have been off a job for quite a while. We're really tired. We would just like you to entertain us." "How....how can I entertain you?" "I'm sure we'll find a way" Saying this the heavy man started laughing. His mates joined in his sick laughter. As if to show her the way, he took her hand and guided it to his crotch. Rashmi knew all along that this was going to happen, so when he finally pressed her hand on his organ, she sighed in resignation. She knew we wouldn't walk away from here alive unless she gave her body to this vile man. I hope he at least spares my daughters, she thought. She looked down at his bulge and as we looked on, gave it a slight squeeze, as if to show her willingness to please him. Rashid smiled at her actions. He sat down in a chair and pulled her roughly towards him, so that she almost fell on his lap. He grabbed her around the waist and placed her ass directly on his crotch. She was noticeably uneasy as he ground his organ on her soft ass over her sari and petticoat. Next his hands reached up and grabbed her breasts. He then began to fondle her boobs over her blouse. The pallu of her sari had slipped from her shoulder, so everybody got a good view of her blouse clad boobs being squashed by his hands. Then he started to unhook the clasps in front of her green cotton blouse one by one. More and more of her fair breasts were exposed until he pulled the wet garment ...

... away from her body and she was left sitting in just her white bra. Rashmi's face was red with embarrassment as she was sitting in her underwear in front of her own children and a group of vile, rowdy men. She tried not to look at her daughters in her shame. Rashid then opened the clasp of the bra and let it fall free. Rashmi's large succulent boobs were now free from any sort of clothing and everybody was awed by the firmness of her milky assets, her dark brown nipples were hard due to the wetness of her dress, and the cold damp warehouse. Putting her left arm over his shoulder,Rashid bent forward to take them in his mouth. He began to press and squeeze her tits as he sucked on her hard nubs. Rashmi put her head over his shoulder, as if to hide her face from her children. She decided to plead for her shame. "Please,... not in front of my children. Let us go to some other side...Please..." "Shut up, whore...!! You'll do as you're told." Rashid shouted. "Now get down on your knees, slut. It's time to show you who your master really is." Rashmi was made to stand up first, so that Rashmi could open her sari. He just sat in his chair and pulled the sari from her body as she turned around in a circle with her head bent in shame and her arms covering her boobs. She was now standing in her petticoat. She was made to kneel before Rashd as he sat in his chair. She was told to open his zipper, which she did. He then directed her to take his penis out. Rashmi dutifully reached inside his ...