It took me quite long to arrange my home, unpacking all the content. My rapist boy helped all along. Did he deliberately slowed it, or whether I was not interested in completing it soon, not sure. He told no payment needed for this extra work. I kept my promise to him and since last five days, no fabric touched my skin. I was walking around naked wearing nothing. My boy was grabbing me, squeezing my boobs, rubbing my valleys. When his cock get erect, he used to pull me to bed, to fuck whichever hole he wants. Repeating it several times, he really had strong cock, all my holes are filled with his cum, requiring me to frequently wash them. Once he finishes and leave late in evening, within minutes Ravi used to return. Kept teasing me, you still didn’t find any of your clothes. Its time to call all my friends and colleagues to help you find them. My god, I can’t take so many cocks to fill my cunt, it would get split open. Do you expect your friends and colleagues to stand in queue to fuck your wife, while she is stuck in the bed naked and bathing in their cum. Me and Ravi use to have a hearty laugh. Ravi knew that I am being fucked by many in the past. But he also know that, I didn’t let their relations to grow outside the bed.
Finally the work got completed, Ravi enquired about payments. I told him, pay a small tips if you want. Ravi generously gave him the tip. But that rapist boy was looking at me. He requested me sometime back to give my undies to him. I was naked all along. Its only today that I was wearing a mini skirt, with a panties underneath. I told him you can take it while leaving. He had a vulgurous sense of tasting each of my panties, kissing them before placing them in my wardrobe. These panties touch your pussy, let me plant my kiss in them. My god I wash them before wearing them. If you need it so much, here is my cunt directly available for you. You are already watching it and tasting it whole day. Surprising that you are not bored, fucking the same girl since last five days. Your husband is fucking you since years, is he bored. But that’s his problem of marrying me. Whether he wants or not he has to fuck me. Not that he don’t have other girls. I don’t object, if he is lying in bed with other girls.
Quite natural, replied my fucker boy. When you get fucked by so many guys, you will have to allow him to fuck few other girls. My face went red for his remark. I never fall on any guy to fuck me. I am not a whore. He was quick and ready with standard reply. You don’t have to jump on any guys. Just be half naked, no undies, show your pussy and boobs, we know what you want. We give you what you deserve. Somehow these guys rape the girl and put all the onus on her for getting raped, saying that she deserves it. What is wrong in me wearing short dresses. It may be revealing lot of my skin. After all I am a girl, and I need the erotic attention of a male. I love travelling in busses and metros where lots of guys use to hit me or crush me between them. I could feel their cooks pressing on me deeply. I never use to go for places reserved for women. I am not a lesbian. Yet girls too often press my boobs or touch my pussy. One time while travelling in a metro, lights went off due to some power failure. Girl standing next to me immediately grabbed my boobs, and started kissing on my lips. I didn’t stopped her, instead continue lip locking with her. Her other hand, already lifted my short skirt, and was fingering my exposed pussy. Though the metro was jam packed, I use to go with a short skirt with no undies. Otherwise how can I get such exciting experiences. Whether it is guy or girl, an attack on my private parts and kiss on my lips excites me.
What if we meet someday in a metro/bus. Night and lights are off, what you would like to grab with your hands . I like night travelling and if you join me, would love to sit on your lap, and sleep on your chest.