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This incident happened last November when a college senior girlfriend was getting married. She was having a beachside destination wedding in Puri City. So some of us close friends of hers accompanied her for all the rituals, including sangeet, Haldi, mehendi and all.
I and some of my friends also went there four days before marriage. Both the bride and groom side are staying in the same hotel. So we used to have sangeet preparations together.
I had four performances: one with the bride and friends, one with all the bride’s friends, one solo performance and one with two friends of the Groom. From day-1, we started the preparations for all the performances. I mostly wore shorts and tops while preparing as it was comfortable.
The performance with the boys from the Groom’s side was with the song ‘Label Black.’ The name of the boys, my dance partners, were Rohit and Aftab. From the looks, both were above 6 feet, muscular, and good-looking. From day one, they hit on me regularly, which was usual for me.
We have a total stay of 4 days, including Mehendi, Sangeet, and Shadi. We used to practice in the daytime. Mostly in the evenings, we would either have a ceremony or parties. As per my history with boys, I was inclined to Aftab as he was Muslim and very charming.
Sometimes, I flirted back a little with him, cheering him up. He, too, was trying to use his luck with me. Every day we used to practice at least 3-4 hours. I used to practice with them for at least an hour. There was a particular step where both had to lift me by holding my thighs and waist.
I have to stay in the air for a minute on the music. Every time we practised this, they held my thighs close to my ass to feel my bare skin. I normally practice with shorts on. Also, they normally brush their body on my boobs and ass during the whole dance.
I also enjoyed these soft touches and occasional flirting, so I never stopped them from doing anything. So after the first two days of regular practice sessions, the third day was sangeet. We were very excited about this. My attire for the event was a black frill tube top blouse with a black lehenga.
My belly button was completely visible. The top was backless, with just two strings of support. I wore a transparent pushup bra to complement my perky boobs. I was very busy as I had 4 different performances. After lots of hard work, all four were a grand success.
So after the party, we all decided to celebrate. So we, all boys and girls, gathered around at the poolside club and started rounds of whiskey. After 2-3 rounds, the bride and Groom slept separately. The next day was the wedding, and they needed a good sleep.
After some good 5-6 drinks, mostly everyone left except for three or four people. I was also very tired and needed a good sleep for the next day. As I was leaving the party, Aftab offered to walk me to my room. We bid goodbyes and started walking towards my room.
I can feel a bit of sexual tension between us after all the flirting over the events. Suddenly, Aftab dragged me to a corner near a decorative plant before I could understand anything and pushed me into a wall. He leaned forward and started kissing my juicy lips.
But what was beyond my understanding was that my lips reciprocated his kiss before I could process everything inside my mind. It’s like the slutty side inside me awakened and was asking me constantly to fuck with him. We started making out in the open.
I wore a jean skirt with a floral tank top, letting my beautiful belly button open for a view. This bastard was licking my neck so well my pussy started dripping immediately. His right hand crawled inside my top and bra, fondling my boobs. I was under the effect of alcohol.
The atmosphere was getting hotter and hotter. He was licking my neck and cleavage, and my hand was exploring his abs under his t-shirt. He then grabbed my ass cheeks above my shorts and whirled his hands just below near my pussy, giving a butterfly in my belly. I was aroused and wanted to be fucked like a slut.
His right hand moved straight inside my top and bra, raising it above my boobs, making me half-naked in the open. I can see his lust and desire in his gaze for my boobs. “Fuck,” he muttered and moved his left hand inside my shorts in my panties.
He brushed a quick kiss across my lips before moving downward. Dancing his lips across the swells of my breasts. His mouth was blazing hot against my skin. My nipples were tight in anticipation of his lips blessing them with his kiss, but he ignored them, earning my groan at the complaint.
He arched a brow and teased, “Impatient?”
“Yes-s-s-s,” I responded, sounding like a balloon losing air. The pressure of desire built as he kneeled and slipped his hands under the hem of my dress. He slowly drew it upward to reveal the barely there curls at my centre. My insides clenched in expectation.
He cupped my ass with his hands. He moved forward and nuzzled the short curls with his nose before he licked my clit. That single stroke of his tongue nearly undid me. I was so hot and ready for him. It felt like a volcano erupted inside me. I had my first orgasm of the night with just a touch of his lips.
After I recovered from the aftershocks, I pulled him up. We started eating each other’s lips like mad people. I wanted good sex from him, but doing it in the open was risky. So he carried me in his arms and took me to his room which was not very far.
He threw me on the bed and removed my dress immediately, making me fully naked. We were too horny for any foreplay. So I let him relax on the bed’s headboard without wasting any time. I got between his legs and started blowing him. He got a huge 7-8 inches thick circumcised dick.
I got so much turned on when I took that thick Muslim dick in my mouth. My pussy started oozing again. He started grabbing my ass cheeks and pushed 2 fingers inside my cunt. We continued for 10 minutes, and he patted my head to stop. He made me lie on the bed on my back.
He positioned himself in a missionary position. After some teasing with his dick, he pushed inside with a thrust. “Ahh,” a loud moan gasped from my mouth. It was still halfway inside like a hot rod pushed inside my pussy. He paused for a moment and gave another thrust with all his might.
This time, it was fully in. I was feeling the pain, but this was so satisfying. My pussy got a huge Muslim dick after so long time. My juice was lubricating his dick. He started fucking in a rhythmic motion. I closed my eye and clenched the bed sheet, moaning his name.
Suddenly without a doorbell, the room door opened, and two people entered the room. “Shit!” It was Rohit and another friend of their group, Razak. I was frightened and tried to jump out of bed, covering my body. But the hold of Aftab was tight, and he didn’t let me move an inch.
Both were looking in awe at us and scanning my naked body with their eyes. Aftab paused for a minute and gave a wicked smile to them, and gave a deep push inside my cunt. I gasped for air. He got in position again and started humping my pussy.
The shots were even stronger this time, and I started moaning when I couldn’t control myself. I realized what I had gotten into but was helplessly lying under him. Both Rohit and Razak came on the bed and sat beside me.
Razak: We came to call you to have some booze. But you are having some serious fun with the party slut. Let us join, too, then.
Aftab: I have watched her for the last three days. I’ll have her first. You guys can have her after that.
Saying this, he started humping even faster. Meanwhile, the other two undressed, and Rohit started playing with my boobs. Razak came beside my head and gave his 6-inch dick in my mouth. I had no other option, so I started licking him.
After 10-15 minutes fucking me like that, Aftab came deep inside my pussy. With his warm moist sperms, I, too, had another orgasm. He grinned at me and put his dick in my mouth, and I cleaned him completely. Razak was getting desperate, so he came towards my legs.
He flipped me like he wanted to fuck me in the doggy style. Rohit took Razak’s earlier place, and I started blowing him. His dick was the thickest. Razak started fucking my cunt from behind. Both of them started fucking me from both sides. I was getting so much turned on by their slang.
Razak’s constant spanks on my ass cheeks. Rohit, too, was choking me. I had to gag for air. Within minutes, I had another orgasm. Razak saw my asshole. From the first look, he knew I wouldn’t mind anal sex. He spat on my ass cheek and started spreading it.
Within minutes, Rohit lay on the bed and asked me to ride him. Like an obedient child, I, too, started riding him. His thick dick was spreading my pussy walls. Razak bent me down on Rohit and came behind me. They tried to double penetrate, but it was a bit uncomfortable.
So Aftab came to help him, and he spread my ass cheeks. Without wasting time, Razak pushed his dick with all his might and his dick was inside me. I was crying with the pain and screaming like hell. To lower my voice, Aftab stuck his dick in my mouth, and all three started fucking all my holes.
I was groaning in the pain and lust. After fucking me like this for 15 minutes, Razak left his sperms inside my asshole. Aftab, too, couldn’t hold long and came in my mouth and forced me to drink all his cum.
Rohit was drilled nowhere near climax. He still was fucking me from down and wanted to fuck my ass. He tried to make my position in the doggy style, but I had no energy left. I just lay there. He came on me from behind and pulled my ass towards him.
He pushed his dick with full force inside my ass. With three strokes, his dick was inside me. I felt like fainting, but that bastard kept fucking my ass, making it sore and plumb. I couldn’t scream anymore due to the merciless throat fucking earlier. Finally, he cum inside my ass.
I couldn’t move an inch and slept there. At night after some hours, Razak woke me again. It was dark inside the room. But I can identify Razak, Aftab, the Groom, and someone else.
Razak: We told our experience with you to the Groom. He, too, wants to have a final net practice today with you before the big final tomorrow.
I stopped counting how many people fucked me that night. How many times have people unloaded their sperm in my holes and mouth, and face? How many times have I had an orgasm? I woke up the next evening but had no energy to walk properly. I smelled like cum all over my body.
So took a warm bath, had minimal makeup, and went to the wedding mandap. I found the Groom taking the oath with the bride. The same Groom who was fucking my ass from behind, spanking me and pulling my hair. I laughed to the core inside my mind. We left the hotel the same night.
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