Maya & Them

After her divorce and living on her own, Maya, me, and my two friends got together for cum sessions many times. I couldn’t believe such an unselfish, dirty, sweet slut existed in India! I had to marry this whore and make her mine. A month into our married life, Maya got the itch to taste and smell new cocks. She asked me if I was ok with it. Man, that’s what I wanted her to do!

I asked her how long she has had this desire, and she told me she has been sexually active with men from her hometown neighborhood since she was sixteen years old, and she has always enjoyed the musky scent and sweat of different men. She specially loves to pull back the skin of an uncut lund and kiss its wetness, watch as pre-cum seeps out, and smell and tongue the dirt between a man crotch.

She never did it with anyone at school, but always with working, older men: her dad’s friends, shop owners, office workers, security guard at the mall, etc.. She said they were more discreet than school boys, and hornier and dirtier. And they had thicker, juicier lunds. She felt safe in their presence and liked the language they used when treating her like their little slut. Two or three men would take her for a walk in a field and empty their bladders in her several times a week. She still makes me cum describing her childhood kuitya-pana!

She would kneel behind a tree with her school skirt up and blouse open, the men standing around her with their pants down, and she would take turns between their legs smelling their sweat, and licking and kissing their dangling cocks. Different hands would need and caress her tits as she nuzzled her nose deep in a crotch.

She told me the heavy breathing and grunts coming out from the men turned her on, and she would squeeze their spongy cocks to hear them grunt even more. (Laying next to her, my own breathing gets heavy hearing my sweet kutiya’s memories, and she giggles and gives my cock a gentle squeeze. Fucking whore!)

“Saali choti si hai, par bahut meethi hai. Dekho kaise mazey mein chat rahi mera lund. Iske baap ko pata chala, to meri dosti to khatam. Chat rand, chat.” said Mr. Sharma, her dad’s friend.

Maya just moaned, looked him in the eye and smelled his pisser, and said, “Aap to mere papa ki tarah hain. Aap jab bhi chahain meri maar sakte hain.” Bittu, the guard, grabbed her by the hair, turned her head towards his cock, stuck it in her mouth, and said, “Chup kar kutti, school vapis jana hai tujhe jaldi. Zara is ko bhi chakh kar bata kaisa hai.”

Mr. Sharma laughed as Maya got pulled away to be fucked by Bittu’s black, uncut, lund. Maya squeezed Sharma’s cock and he shot load after load of thick cum in her hair. She pulled Sharma’s squirting cock towards her to catch his cum, and put it in her mouth along with Bittu’s cock.

“Saali puri kutiya hai tu”, someone said. She grunted and kept shoving their cocks deeper in her mouth, and replied, “Haan, hoon to. Papa ko kuch mat batana, thik? Mein to bas isi tarah ki hoon. Choti hoon par lund ki diwani hoon. Kutton ki kutiya hoon.”

“Tu saali randi hai, Maya. School mein time waste kar rahi apna. Paise kama our sab ko kush rakh. Mein tere ko bahut lund dila sakta hoon. Bol?”

“Nahi Sharma-ji. Mujhe sirif kutiya-pana acha lagta hai. Paisa to papa ke pas hai mere liye. Meri, aur aap sab ki kushi to muft hai bilkul. Besides, I really enjoy my studies. Par hain, aap aur lund laiye mere liye.”“Zaroor. Chal abhi tu Bittu ko katham kar, mein zara moot loon.”“Ek minute Sharma-ji. Aap mujh par mootiye, aur mujhe aur mere baalon ko saaf kariye. Bittu ko to do minute mein jhare doongi.”

(She said that’s when she got the first taste of piss. She closed her eyes and stuck her tongue in my piss hole as I ran my fingers through her hair. She was a typical dirty little neighborhood whore. And now, at 45 years old, she is my little sweet cunt.)

Maya wanted to finish Bittu and taste both cum and piss, and get back to school. She stuck her face under Bittu’s balls as Sharma stood beside her running his hands through her hair, encouraging her. Bittu grunted like an animal as Maya flicked her tongue in his shitter. The aroma of sweat between his ass crack was overwhelming, and Maya stuck her middle finger in her cunt. Mr. Sharma softly told her to take her time and enjoy Bittu. He knelt beside her and smelled her dirty, sweaty, sweet armpit. Maya lifted her arm for better access and moaned.

“Kaisi lagi apne dost ki beti ki khushboo? Agar mootna hai to moot le ab mujh par.”Sharma stood up and took a leak on her naked back. When the warm stream hit her, Maya looked back into his eyes and smiled as he moaned and pissed. Like a bitch, she turned around, stuck her tongue in his stream, and started drinking from Sharma’s cock. She took his pisser in her mouth and let him finish. Sharma gently held her face in both his hands as he pissed. She sucked out each drop of his piss, stood up and embraced him, and gave him a long loving kiss.

(Maya told me how much love she felt for this older man, and his pungent body odor still haunts her when she drinks piss today. At that moment, I held her face and put my cock in her mouth and gently started to piss in it. She just lay between my legs with her eyes closed and drank…and drank, and moaned like a little girl. She was lost in thought of Sharma’s memory. She is very sweet and I want to please every wish of hers.)

Bittu saw the love between Sharma and Maya. He went to her and, as she was kissing Sharma, Bittu stuck his face between her ass and smelled and licked her tiny, puckered brown hole.Maya spread her legs and held onto Sharma. She buried her face in Sharma’s armpit and smelled the sweat there. Sweet moans escaped her as Bittu stuck his tongue in her shitter. Sharma kissed Maya and said, “Koi baat nahi, beti. Tu kutiya hai hamari. Tere liye aur lund dhoond kar laonga mein. Tujhe kutiya banne ka shok hai, na? Is umar mein sikh, aur jab badi hogi to har gali ka kutta apna lund tere samne laiga.”

“Thank you Sharma-ji. Aap papa ke bahut loyal dost hein jo ki itni help karna mangtein hain meri. Mujhe kutiya banna hai.”Bittu stood up and grabbed Maya from Sharma. He pushed her to the ground on her knees and stuck his uncut cock in her mouth. Sharma laughed again and said, “Saali bahut thik kutiya banegi. Pyaar ho to kutiya se ho. Chal Bittu, jaldi katham kar apne ko iske moon mein. Mujhe zara jaldi hai. Bye.”With that, Sharma left the two alone. Bittu drained himself in her mouth, and Maya didn’t waste any of his goo. She lapped it from around his cock, pulled the skin back and cleaned it, and sucked every drop of energy out.

Spent, Bittu pulled out and said, “Tu bahut pyaari hai, meri jaan. Mein bhi apne doston ko le kar aonga agli baar. Mootna to sab log ko hota hai. Acha hoga tere liye. Tu to-teen din mein puri randi kutiya ban jayegi.” (I had finished my piss and looked down at my wife. She was sleeping with my limp cock in her mouth. I felt a rush of love for her at that moment and let her stay in that position.

I grabbed my I Phone and took several pics of her with my cock in her mouth, and fell asleep. I woke later that evening with the whore having her face buried under my balls lapping greedily at the sweat between my ass. She finished me off by sucking me dry, and asking permission to call some of my friends over for the night for more cum. I asked the fucking cunt if she ever takes a break, she said, “Mein teri kutiya hoon sirif.”, and we just laughed. I finger fucked her and she fed me her tits as she grabbed my I Phone and made some cum-calls.)