Previous Part: Chitra’s Homecoming – Part 2
The splashing and laughter from the well had carried far across the fields. Chandra—Balu’s father strode toward the old stone well with his two closest friends, Devayya and Rangayya.
The trio were notorious for being womanisers. They hardly left any women in the village, including the girls’ mothers.
Chandra is a loan shark and the richest man around. He is tall and heavy, but more muscular than fat. He is much fitter for his age. He has a powerful appearance. His friends were also heavily built like him, but they looked rougher due to hard labour.
They saw the boys’ clothes piled beside the well entrance on the floor. Chandra’s eyebrow rose when he heard female giggles. He leaned over the edge.
He peered inside and commanded. “Hey. Who’s there?” Just a glance and he understood what was happening inside. A cunning smile appeared on his face. He winked at his mates.
The girls’ hearts pounded. Padma instinctively crossed her arms over her chest. Chitra too tried to adjust her clothes and tried to be brave. The boys looked terrified, especially Chintu, whose face turned pale.
Chandra: Arre, looks like the boys are having fun,” he said with a low smile.
Down below, the five bodies froze. The playful mood shattered into instant panic. Padma whispered frantically, “It’s Chandra uncle and his friends!”
Chandra’s tone remained calm but authoritative “Boys. Balu, Raju, Chintu. I see you in there. Come up. No need to hide like thieves.”
Balu swallowed hard. “Nanna… we were just—”
Chandra cut him off gently, but firmly. “No explanations yet. Up you come. All three of you. Leave the girls for now—they can stay if they want. But you boys, out.”
The boys knew better than to argue. Balu gave a small nod to the others. Raju and Chintu followed. They are scared and shy at the same time.
They climbed up slowly, trying to cover their dicks. Once they reached the top, they tried to pick up their clothes, but Chandra stopped them casually.
Chandra: “Arre, no need to wear anything yet. Just stand here a minute. Let us see how much you’ve grown.”
He said it with a half-smile, like he was teasing his own son and the other boys, “Look at you three. You guys have grown! Don’t be shy.”
The boys stood with their heads down, desperately trying to cover their dicks but scared to act. Their heartbeats could be heard outside. Chandra looked at them appreciatingly. He now knew that this boy was truly his.
Devayya murmured, “Let’s not embarrass them too much. Come on, boys. Go home now.”
Taking the hint, the boys quickly backed away from the rim, still holding their bundled clothes. They began to walk away.
Chitra spoke up, voice steady despite the fear. “Uncle, we were just playing. Cooling off in the afternoon heat. I like to stay in the water. No need to make a scene.”
Chandra looked at her with lust-filled eyes, taking in her wet, translucent top exposing her breasts and her glistening thighs. His gaze stayed. “Oh, we’re not making a scene yet.”
He turned to his friends. “We are here to cool off, too. Our daily routine, isn’t it? Don’t worry, we are like your fathers”
The three older men stripped off their lungis and shirts, revealing bulky, hairy bodies. Their langots are filled with dense black bush of pubic hair, and their heavy, thick cocks hang low, even soft.
Chandra’s was the biggest: long, veiny, uncut, easily the girth of a wrist. Devayya’s was shorter but impossibly thick; Rangayya’s curved upward, already twitching at half-mast.
They stepped down into the well in nothing but their thin cotton langots that did little to hide the outlines of their massive tools.
The moment they hit the water, they splashed hard, sending waves crashing over Chitra and Padma. The girls yelped, soaked again.
Meanwhile, the boys hadn’t left. They walked away a few steps and came back once the men got into the water. They crouched low behind the stone edge, peeking down carefully and hidden from direct view.
Chandra moved closer to the girls, voice casual. “So… what were you doing with these boys?”
Chitra forced a laugh. “Just kabaddi, uncle. Having fun with the young brothers. Nothing serious.”
Devayya let out a low, appreciative whistle as he looked at the floating scraps of torn underwear in the water. Grinning, “Aha. Kabaddi? Really?”
He shook his head in mock disbelief. “Look at this mess. Underwear torn to pieces like paper! How did the game turn so rough?”
Rangayya joined him and playfully said. “Ha, mama, we’ve seen kabaddi in this village for forty years, but never like this. Clothes ripped to pieces, tell us honestly—how did it get so wild?”
“Did the boys get too excited? Or was it you girls who decided to make the game… extra interesting?”
Devayya nodded along. “Seriously, I’m impressed. How rough did it get before we showed up? Come on, don’t be shy. We are just curious. We want to know how the game is played these days.”
The tone stayed playful and admiring—no judgment. The girls blushed. They were half-embarrassed and half-thrilled by the attention. Meanwhile, the hidden boys above felt their pulse quicken.
Padma blushed hard. She was trying to come up with a convincing story. “No, uncle! It was just fun… we were raiding, tagging each other… nothing like that, really.”
Chandra’s eyes gleamed with warm amusement. “Fun? Aha, I can see how much fun you were having.” He glanced at the floating torn scraps again, then back at the girls, voice low and teasing. “Look at you two—flushed, laughing, clothes half-gone… this kind of kabaddi we haven’t seen in years.”
Devayya nodded enthusiastically, splashing lightly as he stepped closer. “Ha, seriously impressive. You girls turned a simple game into something special. We’re just jealous we missed the start.”
Rangayya took this a step further, “So. Since we’re already here and the water’s nice and cool… Why don’t you show us how you play? You two on one side and us on the other. You can raid together, fair and square. Come on, give your uncles a chance to join the fun.”
Chitra’s pulse raced. She’s nervous and thrilled at the same time. They were interrupted when these guys came, and she was disappointed. She bit her lip, glancing at Padma, then back at the three. “Uncle. We’re not sure. You’re all so big. Stronger than the boys. It won’t be fair.”
Chandra laughed. He was convinced that the game was on. “That’s what makes it exciting, no? We promise to go easy, at least in the beginning.” He winked.
“Besides, you two look like you can handle a little challenge. Show us what young girls can do. We’re just here to learn… and maybe teach you a new move or two.”
Padma’s breath hitched. She could feel a tingle deep in her. Chitra met Chandra’s gaze for a long moment, then gave the tiniest nod with a wicked smile.
“Alright,” Chitra said softly. “But if we score a point. We win, and you have to back off.”
Chandra’s grin widened.
“Deal. Girls raid first. Let’s see what you’ve got.”
The game is on. The men are excited, looking at the young prospects. The hidden boys above felt their cocks get harder.
The girls went for the raid first. They charged together, splashing forward, chanting “Kabaddi, kabaddi”. The men didn’t even try to evade.
Chandra caught Chitra by the arm and pulled her against his hairy chest. His langot-clad cock pressed hard against her belly. The cock is getting harder.
Devayya grabbed Padma from behind, thick arms pinning her, one hand “accidentally” cupping her breast through the wet top.
Rangayya joined Chandra on Chitra, his hand sliding down her back to squeeze her ass firmly, fingers dipping between her cheeks.
It stopped being a game instantly. The molestation was slow and deliberate. Their hands roamed under the pretence of “holding.” Chandra’s fingers tugged at Chitra’s nipple, twisting gently. “Good grip?” he murmured.
Devayya ground against Padma’s ass, his thick shaft poking through the thin fabric. Rangayya slipped a hand under Chitra’s skirt, rubbing her clit in circles. “Come on. Try harder. Make it fun.”
The girls squirmed, half-protesting. “Uncle, stop!” but their bodies betrayed them. Deep, low moans slipped out. The men took their time, groping breasts, pinching thighs, and fingering their deep areas. Girls lost their breath, and they lost.
“Your turn,” Chitra gasped, pulling away weakly.
Chandra went for a raid. He lunged, his massive body crashing into both girls. They tried to hold him, but his hands were everywhere: one on Padma’s tit, squeezing hard; the other between Chitra’s legs, two thick fingers pushing inside her skirt. “Got you,” he growled.
He effortlessly pulled both of them to his side. Devayya and Rangayya joined, turning it into a full grope-fest—clothes hiked up, breasts exposed, pussies fingered roughly.
The girls gave in, scared whimpers turning to horny gasps. “Please… ahhh,” Padma whispered.
Chandra removed Chitra’s top over her head, freeing her heavy breasts, then pulled her skirt down. “Beautiful. Ripe for us.”
Devayya ripped Padma’s top off, sucking a nipple hard. Rangayya removed the rest, fingers never leaving their dripping cunts.
Chandra and Rangayya took Chitra—Chandra’s mouth on her left breast, biting the nipple while Rangayya fingered her pussy deep, thumb on her clit. Devayya claimed Padma pushing a thick tongue down her throat, two fingers exploring inside her.
Up above, the boys watched in stunned silence. Their cocks stood rigid, leaking.
The men threw away their langots and stripped fully now. The girls’ eyes widened in stunned silence. The sight hit them like a thunderbolt.
Chandra’s cock was as thick as her wrist, veiny, and the foreskin retracted to reveal a swollen, glistening head. It looked impossible to wrap even both her hands around its girth.
Devayya – shorter than Chandra’s but impossibly fat, the shaft bulging outward like a club. The dense black bush at its base makes it seem even more primal.
Rangayya’s cock curved upward like a talwar, long and rigid, the head flared wide—easily longer than Chitra’s forearm from elbow to wrist.
Neither girl could look away. Chitra’s heart hammered; she’d never seen anything so overwhelming.
Padma’s thighs clenched together, trying to control the tingle in her pussy. These weren’t the eager, youthful cocks of the boys; these were weapons, thick and heavy with years of experience. Their bodies trembled in anticipation and dread.
Chitra whispered, barely audible, “Uncle. They’re too big!”
Chandra’s low chuckle rumbled through the well. “Don’t worry. You’ll take every inch. We’ll make sure of it.” And then, without another word, Chandra moved.
Chitra’s back hit the cool, rough stone wall, the impact sending a shiver through her already trembling body. Chandra’s hands gripped her thighs firmly, lifting her legs and spreading her open completely.
Her breath came in short, ragged gasps as she looked down at his massive cock, now fully erect, throbbed inches from her entrance.
She had barely registered the sheer size again when Chandra aligned himself and thrust forward in one powerful, unrelenting stroke. Her pussy stretched wide around his girth. Her mouth fell open in a sharp, involuntary cry.
“Ahhh! Uncle. Too big!” The words turned into a long, heavy moan as he buried himself deep into her pussy. He gave her a moment to catch her breath.
Chitra’s head tilted back against the stone, trying to catch breath. Her full breasts heaved with every breath, nipples tight and aching.
“Take it, baby,” Chandra grunted. He didn’t hold back; he started thrusting slowly, going in deep. Water created waves splashing up her thighs with every slap of skin on skin.
Rangayya sat on a step beside her, his curved cock already leaking at the tip. He tucked her hair behind her face and tilted it forward. “Open for me, baby,” he murmured.
Chitra’s dazed eyes met his, and her lips parted wider. Rangayya slid the head slowly and deliberately, until the curve of his shaft pressed against the back of her throat.
She gagged softly at first, tears rolling down her face, but then relaxed into it. He began a slow, sensual face-fuck, letting her adjust, letting her savour the stretch of her mouth the way Chandra was stretching her pussy.
Padma, meanwhile, had been guided down onto the shallow stone step by Devayya. She lay back, legs spread wide, knees bent, her body trembling with anticipation and nerves.
When Devayya knelt between her thighs and pressed the blunt, impossibly thick head of his cock against her entrance, she let out a small, needy whimper.
“Ready, little one?” he asked, voice husky.
She nodded frantically, biting her lip.
He pushed in slowly at first, letting her feel every fat inch splitting her open. Padma’s head fell back with a sharp scream of pleasure-pain, hands flying to grip the stone edges.
“Oh god—Devayya uncle—it’s so thick—!” Her voice cracked into a high, keening moan as he entered fully in. He made short but powerful and deep thrusts that made her entire body jolt.
“You are so tight. Milk every drop out of me,” Devayya growled, eyes dark with hunger. His thick shaft was stretching her cunt like never before. She was moaning loudly with each stroke.
The girls’ moans filled the well, echoing. This was like music to the men fucking them. They loved the sound of young bitches making with each stroke.
The men began to alternate. Chandra pulled out of Chitra with a wet pop. She shivered when the cold air hit her pussy walls. He moved to Padma. Devayya pulled out. Before she could realise, Chandra was deep in her. Devayya made his entry easy by stretching her pussy walls.
She screamed at the top of her voice as the head touched her cervix. “Aaaahh. It’s so deep!” Her nails dug into his arms, legs wrapping around his waist instinctively.
Rangayya stepped behind Chitra, leaving her mouth. He held her hips tightly and angled his curved cock and thrusted into her pussy from behind. The upward curve was hitting perfectly against her G-spot with every stroke.
Devayya took the now-empty Chitra’s mouth. He pushed his impossibly thick cock, stretching her jaw wide. She moaned around him, drool slipping down her chin as he began to thrust. Her eyes watered, but the look on her face was one of pure slut.
Chitra’s muffled scream vibrated around Devayya’s shaft, her body shaking between the two men. They were spit-roasting her.
Up above, the hidden boys watched in stunned silence; their cocks were hard and throbbing. They couldn’t believe the way their akkas are being fucked by the elders.
Chandra glanced up and caught the boys’ eyes. He smiled and nodded as a signal inviting them down. The boys, shocked, were filled with lust. They obliged and climbed down with rock-hard cock swinging with each step. They were no longer hiding them.
Rangayya had been thrusting steadily into Chitra from behind. His breathing grew ragged, hands tightening on her hips. With a low groan, he pulled out and stroked himself twice. He sprayed the hot cum on her ass in thick, warm lines. He stepped back, chest heaving.
Chintu climbed down without hesitation. He pushed her back towards the wall. Devayya’s cock slipped out of her mouth. Chitra looked at the newcomer. She was surprised and happy to see him. She reached out, fingers brushing his cheek. “Chintu…”
Chintu lifted her leg gently, hooking it around his waist so he could enter her from the front. Their eyes never broke contact as he guided his long cock into her now wet pussy.
She held his face in both hands, pressed his face against her boobs affectionately as he began to thrust. He was slow at first, then started pounding deeper and harder. Devayya turned her face towards him again and filled it with his thick cock.
He began to fuck her face with urgency. He held her face tight and entered deep till his balls were slapping her throat. He began to tremble and groaned deeply. With his eyes closed hard, he released a thick load in her. His cum directly passed through the throat. After a few grunts, he pulled out and sprayed the last shots on her face.
Chitra’s throat worked around him, swallowing as much as she could, though some escaped the corners of her lips and dripped down her chin in slow trails. Her face is painted with cum shots.
Balu started moving towards her. Before Chitra could turn her face, Balu replaced Devayya immediately. Before she could take a deep breath, she started sliding into her mouth smoothly. She moaned softly around him, tongue working as he thrust shallowly.
Chandra had been deep in Padma, long strokes rocking her body against the stone. He lasted the longest. Finally, he pulled out.
Padma’s eyes opened at that exact moment he pulled out. Within a moment, thick, heavy spurts coated her face, dripping from her cheeks and lips. She closed her eyes again briefly, licking her lips and tasting him. Her entire body is painted with his cum.
Chandra stepped back, nodding satisfactorily. Balu, still in Chitra’s mouth, eased out gently and moved to Padma without pause, replacing Chandra at her entrance.
“Easy now,” Chandra said in a low voice. “Feel how she takes you.” Balu pushed into Padma’s pussy slowly with a groan.
As soon as Balu eased out of Chitra’s mouth and moved to replace Chandra, Raju stepped forward without delay. He slid into Chitra’s now-empty mouth smoothly, her lips wrapping around him as she moaned. Chitra is working double shifts.
With all three men now stepping back and watching, the boys kept going.
The boys were thrusting with a desperate and uneven rhythm. The older person began guiding and encouraging them.
“Slow and deep, Chintu—let her feel every bit,” Rangayya said.
“Hold her steady, Balu—don’t rush,” Devayya added.
“Deeper, Raju—give her what she needs,” Chandra directed as Raju continued in Chitra’s mouth.
Chintu came first, buried deep in Chitra’s pussy, eyes never leaving hers as he spilt inside her with a shaky groan.
As soon as Chintu pulled out, trembling, Raju eased from Chitra’s mouth. He got down and turned her around, facing the wall. He guided himself into her now-dripping pussy, hands on her hips, thrusting with steady depth.
Chitra moaned low. She took the support of the wall, and her boobs were crashing against the wall with each stroke. Raju didn’t hold back long—he groaned softly and came deep inside her, adding his release to Chintu’s. Chitra’s pussy is dripping with cum.
Balu, still in Padma, kept his rhythm steady under the older men’s guidance. After several long minutes of deep, controlled strokes, he tensed. He buried deep in her, and with a long groan, he released in her, filling her.
They rested for a while, the well quiet except for soft sighs and the gentle lap of water against the walls. The girls looked like dirty rags. No one spoke. There was silence.
In no time, all six hardened quickly. Their cocks are rock hard again. Without a word, the second round began.
Chitra and Padma were lifted gently but firmly, bodies positioned between the men and boys in the centre of the well. All holes are being utilised simultaneously now.
Chandra took Chitra’s pussy first. His thick and long cock was stretching her wide once more. Rangayya eased into her ass from behind. He spat some saliva to lube it. He carefully entered her inch by inch as she moaned around Chintu’s cock.
Chintu stood in front, hands wrapping her face. He looked deep into her eyes and fed her his cock slowly. Chitra took him like a sweet lollipop.
Devayya took Padma’s cunt, his fat cock making her gasp as he entered her deep. Balu took her ass, steady and deep, while Raju filled her throat, her lips stretched around him.
They moved together in a slow, deep rhythm at first, like a love-making scene. Then the pace built: harder, more insistent. Moans were muffled by cock or swallowed entirely, the well echoing the wet slap of flesh, ragged breathing and whimpers.
The men and boys alternated in quiet rotation, switching girls and holes without breaking the flow. Chandra moved from Chitra’s pussy to Padma’s ass; Devayya took Chitra’s mouth while Rangayya filled her pussy; Chintu claimed Padma’s throat, then switched back to Chitra’s ass.
Balu and Raju followed the same silent pattern—trading between the girls’ cunts, asses, mouths—each thrust deliberate, each switch seamless.
Finally, the rhythm shattered. Everyone came again, one after another, flooding mouths, asses, pussies, spilling across skin in waves. The well fell utterly silent except for the sound of laboured breathing and the soft drip of cum.
While each guy came twice, the girls lost count of the orgasms they had. The girls never experienced something that even remotely felt what they feel today. Everyone spent, truly, this time.
Chandra was the first to speak, voice rough but warm. “Now… help your akkas’ home. Gently. And remember—this is our secret… unless you want more lessons tomorrow.”
The boys nodded, dazed and proud. They helped Chitra and Padma stand on shaky legs, wrapped them in whatever damp scraps of clothing remained, and guided them up the steps into the cooling night air.
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