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Ravi left me on the sofa with his uncle sitting to my right. He had his arm casually resting on the back of the sofa behind my head. He was leaning his head back on his shoulder trying to look down my open sundress. I met Ravi in my first year of College. He was an International Student from Mumbai. We weren't too close but he was well aware that I was keen on learning about the Hindi culture. He had invited me to his weekend cricket match with his friends and I was the only white girl there, so I enjoyed plenty of attention throughout the day.
All five men had been staring at my braless breasts all day at the cricket match. The sun pass through my white, sheer sundress, revealing the outline of my slim figure that left little doubt that I wasn’t wearing a bra or panties. They seem to have a universal fetish for white chicks and I couldn't be any whiter with my Scottish red hair and pale, freckled skin. I’ll admit it. I’m a little voyeuristic. I like men to look at me, that’s why I didn’t wear any underclothes and I knew you could almost see through my dress too, especially in strong sunlight.
The hotel room we were in was a little cooler than I had expected. My nipples poking out through my dress and I was shivering a little from the chill in the air and with the anticipation of what might happen if I wasn’t careful. OK, so I wasn’t being careful. But it wasn’t entirely my fault. I didn’t anticipate the cold hotel room and I didn’t anticipate Ravi bailing on me either. I just sat there politely, folded my arms across my tummy trying to keep warm but all I succeeded in doing was hoisting my boobs up and outward like I was wearing a push-up bra.
I had always had good experiences with Indians. They had always been polite and cordial so I had assumed that I'd be safe enough with a group of men that Ravi had vouched for, otherwise I never would have went back to their room. They were looking at me differently now, kind of like a pack of wolves eyeing up a sheep. The two men that had been perched on the bed in front of me, looked me over from head to toe and had been whispering back and forth in Hindi for a while. The youngest guy in the group sat at a desk by the patio door all by himself, looking at my legs and then my tits; legs, then tits. I’m sure that he cum if I just unzipped his pants. He was randy as hell and I could see it on his face.
Where the hell is Ravi? I thought to myself. He said “I’ll be back in 2 minutes!” That was like 20 minutes ago. Maybe he meant, 2 minutes Indian Time?
Ravi's Uncle's hand slid down from the back of the sofa. He reached around and brushed my long red hair behind my ear and complimented my pale white complexion. The his index finger curled my hair around my ear then gently down my neck as one of the men that had been sitting on the bed eased his way to the opening Ravi had left beside me. He put one hand on my knee and the other on the armrest of the sofa as he plunked down aggressively. There was a gush of air from the sofa cushions that lifted me and blew up between my legs lifting my dress like Marilyn Munroe. I push my dress back down and wedged it between my legs. I’m almost certain that it was and accident and I’m equally certain that the guy on the bed got a clear view of by crotch. He just glance up, grinned at me for a second and then looked down at my breasts again.
"Such a fine dress!" he commented as his right hand pressed the material for my dress against my knee. He rubbed his hand back and forth on my knee several times then slowly made his way up my inner thigh towards my groin. "Is that cotton?" He said with a grin.
"I'm sure it is." Added Uncle as he rubbed my shoulder, then reached down and grabbed the hem of my dress.
"Let me see what the tag says." said the aggressive one as pushed my head forward and twisted the neckline inside out to see the tag. "Yes indeed!" he exclaimed. "Just as we thought, 100% cotton. It is very sexy and what makes it especially sexy is that you don't have a bra! You like to look sexy, don't you? You like to have men looking at you, don't you? I can make that dress much more sexy. Get my scissors!" he barked to his partner sitting on the edge of the bed like a vulture.
He jumped to his feet like a puppet and rushed to the bathroom to rummage through a shaving kit. I could hear the clinking of metal for a few seconds until he found what he was looking for and then the sound of bare feet slapping against the bathroom tile he rushed out of the bathroom with scissors in hand and a silly grin on his face.
"What this dress needs is a lower neckline," said the aggressive one as he clutched the scissors from the hands of his puppet.
The aggressive one slit around in his seat a little so he could get a full frontal view of me and slid the open sheers into the top of my dress. I tilted my head back in surprise and I could feel the cold steel of the blade as it inched way down front of my dress exposing my full cleavage. He had sliced through my thin cotton dress almost to my belly button. I was frozen with shock and fear. I had been expecting something a little more subtle.
Should I scream? Should I run? I thought to myself.
I just sat there for a second then looked down.
That doesn’t leave much to the imagination! I thought.
My cleavage was full exposed to the point that a wardrobe malfunction was inevitable if I leaned the wrong way. I could see the under side of each breast and I’m sure that Uncle could too.
The aggressive one moved back a little to admire his handiwork.
"Much better!" he said.
I could see the erections of Uncle and the Puppet straining at the leg of their pants while all eyes were fixed on my tits. My pink nipples puffed out against the material of my dress like two little snow cones and goose bumps came over me in waves, first little ones and then a tsunami that made the hair stand up on my arms.
"Stand up and lets have a better look." said Uncle.
I skooched my way forward a little at a time, trying not to bend over too far for fear tits would pop out. The aggressive one stood up in front of me, grabbed me by the wrist then pulled me up the rest of the way to my feet. I stood in front of him like a mannequin and he stared at be cleavage and the underside of my tits for a minute. He cupped his fingers fabric at the bustline of my dress and slid his hand down the middle of my dress like a zipper. He ran his fingers up and down as few times parting the dress a little more with each stroke until the back of his hand brushed against my nipple. Uncle had a clear view of everything except my nipples. My chest was heaving with deeper breaths, my mouth felt parched and I sucked on my own tongue trying to get some saliva in my mouth.
“What do you think Uncle?” he said.
The aggressive one paused for a moment then said, “What it could use is slits up the sides to show a bit more leg"
I saw his head dip down as he knelt beside me. I watched him out of the corner of my eye cutting my dress from the hemline upward, from my knee to my hip. He brushed the side of my dress open and his plam followed his index finger as it traced the crease of my groin to my inner thigh. I quivered a little and closed my legs as I felt his index finger brush against my pubic hair; more goose bumps crashed over my body. His hand slid down my inner thigh, down to my knee, then back up again to brushing across my crotch and back to my hip.
"Yes, yes. That's it!" said Uncle. "Now the other side!"
The aggressive one grabbed my wrist and spun me around and did the same thing on the other side. When he was satisfied with the design, he slide his hand under my dress again; this time, down the cheek of my ass, across my groin, down my leg to my knees and then back again. He pulled his hand out, slapped my ass and stood up beside me. He eyed me up and down for a minute in silence looking at me like he was Christian Dior, but it was apparent that fashion wasn't the focus point of the design. I was looking more like a sex toy than anything. He shuffled around until he was directly in front of me then slide the scissors into his back pocket. He cupped his hand around the back of my neck and pulled me towards him. His free hand slipped around my waist, pulling me forward and he kissed me with his open mouth. I could feel a full erection against my belly as he thrust his hips back and forth several times like a horny dog humping a stuffed toy.
"You see how I feel about you?" he said as he continued humping my belly.
I slid my arm between us and tried pushing myself back but the Puppet had taken up a position behind me like a military flanking move. He grabbed both of my arms at the elbows from behind and pulled them back as my breasted jiggled with the quick movement.
The aggressive one ran his hands slowly down the front of my dress and paused to rub my swollen nipples saying, "You like attention, don't you?"
The aggressive one reached into my dress and pulled out a full breast. He squeezed it upward and then pulled at my nipple, pinching it between his thumb and forefinger. His head dipped down. He kissed my breast then pulled it upward toward his mouth so he could suck my nipple. He sucked a little then bit down gently and pulled at it with his teeth. My legs were shaking and I clenched my abdomen as he nibbled on my little snow cones. He let go of my breast letting it fall back into place and brushed his hand up between my breasts, across my upper chest then across to my shoulder my dress half way down my arm with his wrist. I just stood there with my eyes closed.
Uncle pipped up and said, "Does she shave her pussy? I wanna see her pussy!"
When I heard Uncle’s voice I snapped out of my trance like I had just had an abscise seizure.
Oh God! I thought, Here we go.
"Good question!" said the aggressive one as he grabbed my wrists from the puppet.
He steered me around to the side of the bed then pushed me backwards. I flopped down on my ass sitting up, leaning back on my hands with my legs dd over the side of the bed. The puppet had made his way to the opposite side of the bed like a herd dog corralling his sheep and snatched up both my hands. He gave a quick yank and I fell flat on my back as he stretched out my arms over my head. Uncle grabbed the hem of my dress and flipped it up to waist. He pulled my knees apart and stared up at my neatly trimmed red bush.
"I knew it!" said Uncle, "No panties! You fucking slut."
I looked down my chest and saw quiet one jump up from his chair, rushed in to have a closer look. He stood there for a moment with his mouth open and his eyes bulging.
He swallowed hard and said, "I want to fuck her Uncle."
His shaking hands unzipped his trousers and he pulled out his full erection over the waist band of briefs. Uncle and the aggressive one grabbed my ankles, lifted my feet up onto the bed and spread my legs. They were holding my ankles and pushing my knees apart like I was in a gynecologist office for a pap smear. They were like Moses and they had parted the Red Sea for the quiet one. He had dropped his pants to his knees and was stroking his cock looking at my red beaver and pink pussy lips. I’m sure he was a virgin and I thought he was going to cum before he mounted me. He crawled up between my legs and laid flat on top of me poking his cock all around my wet pussy. He had no idea what he was doing but he was horny as could be. He grunted and squeaked like a 's toy as he rooted around trying to find my pink hole.
Just grab it and stick it in! I thought to myself. It’s not that difficult.
My mind rushed back to my hood; watching my blindfolded cousin try and pin the tale on the donkey! I flopped my head back and almost laughed.
I felt him poke around a few times more without success and he was too excited to hold himself back and he just came all over my pussy. I could feel the hot sperm as it squirted between my legs, over my pussy and down my ass. He shook a little as he collapsed with his full weight on me and panted like an Olympiad after a world record attempt.
Uncle and the aggressive one laughed as they watched the quiet one. They were jabbering back and forth in Hindi so I had no idea what they were saying but I’m sure they were laughing at the premature ejaculation of the quiet one.
The Puppet reached up to the head of the bed, yanked off one of the pillow cases and flipped it to the aggressive one as the quiet one slowly slide down off of me then stood up straight. He grabbed my ankle before I could close my legs. The aggressive one pulled down his sweats with one hand and wiped the sperm off of my pussy like he was a busboy cleaning tables for the next guest. I wiggled my ass a little help him dry me off and then I looked up with clinical curiosity at another black uncircumcised cock dancing up and down with its red tip poking out through the foreskin. He crawled up between my legs and as he mounted me, he slid one arm around my neck and grabbed cock in his other hand to guide himself into my cunt. He jammed his black dick into my wet pussy all the way to the hilt in a single stroke with expert precision. He withdrew slowly until the tip rubbed my inner labia and then pushed himself in fully until his ball slapped my ass. The bed bounced and creaked under the strain as he pounded on me like I was brothel whore. He grabbed my hair from behind so that I couldn't look away from him. He lifted his chest off of me just enough so that he could rip open what was left of my dress, exposing my milk white breasts. He pinched my nipple and twisted it to make me squeal a little before he let go. He pinched, twisted and pulled until my nipples were hard and swollen. He let go and grabbed my chin as he kissed my and stuck his tongue in my mouth and all the while, pounding away on my pussy. I could smell chicken curry on his breath as I felt his hot load squirting inside me as the pounding slowed. He cock pulsed as his ass and legs clenched. I counted spurts of semen. Long spirts rushed into me at first and then they began to slow and grow weaker by seventh. Cum was dripping down my ass by the ninth and final dose as the seminal fluid overflowed, leaking out of my cunt and down my ass.
There was the ritualistic changing of the guard as the aggressive one dismounted their prize and grabbed my ankle. Uncle already had the pillow case in his hand as he waited and then he wiped up any obvious dripping left over from the aggressive one but he wasn’t too careful about it. It was more of a smear job than a cleanup job. I could feel a wet spot under my ass creeping up to my lower back and sperm that was just smeared around my crotch and inner thighs. He didn’t care, he just crawled up between my legs, gave my pussy a lustful kiss and rubbed his whiskers back and forth across my pussy. He stopped at my clit for a moment, gave it a kiss and then sucked it into his mouth. He sucked and he chewed for a few seconds as he pushed down on my thighs and spread my pussy with his thumbs. He stopped then pushed himself up on his knees. He knelt between my leg, the leaned forward and grabbed my throat and gave me a playful swat across my face. I was surprised at his change in character as he grew rough with anticipation. I had forgotten the puppet was holding my wrists until I tried to block the second slap across my face.
"Fucking white slut! You like it don't you!" he said as he raise his paw to take another swipe at me.
I turned my face away when I saw the palm of his hand swiping to slap me again. He pulled his pants down just enough so that he could get his cock out and lay flat on top of me. He let go of my throat and wrapped his arms around my head crushing my face into his chest. He pushed down on my shoulders with his elbows as his cock poked around for a moment or two between my legs before he found his target. His cock side into my wet, pre-lubricated pussy. He jiggled the head of his cock around inside me as he rotated his hips and then he jammed the rest in as hard as he could. His crushing body weight made me grunt with each thrust as he enjoyed sloppy seconds with the white chick. He was thrusting hard against my crotch and pushed my shoulders down with his elbows to get more leverage. I turned my face away from his chest so I could breath as he rooted away at me. He was done in three firm strokes as he stabbed my gaping hole with his eager cock. He panted like and old dog as he let go of my head. He release me from his grasp and his cock spilled out of me followed by another trickle of semen. He stuffed his pecker back in his pants and propped himself up with one arm.
"There you go cunt!" he said as he gave me a final swat across the face.
The puppet let my hands go and I naively thought that they might be through. I started to sit up but Uncle slapped me again and gave a quick shove against my shoulder so that I flopped back down again.
He jumped on top of me and straddled my waist and said, "Not yet sister!"
He gave me one final slap to ensure that I understood. He rolled to one side, then off the bed. He grabbed my wrists and stretched my arms above my head, taking the puppets place. So there I lay, legs held wide open and arms above my head waiting for the puppet to take his turn at their new white sex toy. My pussy was soaked with cum and my face was red with fear and excitement. I heard the clicking of his belt buckle as he undid his pants, the zip on his zipper and the light thud of his drawers are they hit the floor. I glanced down between my legs to prepare myself for the fourth and final cock. It didn't look much different then the other men; black and hard. He tugged on it a couple of times as he rubbed my pussy with his thumb and knelt between my legs. He propped himself up with one arm at my side as he guided himself into my beaver with his other. He took his time pushing his cock into me. He pushed in for an inch or so and then pulling out a little, pushing in a little more and then pulling out a little. He watching his cock inch it's way into my pussy until his pubic bone touched mine. He looked up from my crotch then laid flat on top of me, grabbing my hips and buried his face in my neck. He nibbles and bit me gently, then kissed and sucked my neck as he pushed my hips down and fucked me slowly at first. His tempo increased and his cock began to pulse and swell a little inside me. There was the unmistakable spurting of hot semen inside of me as he relieved himself on his little fuck doll.
He crawled off of me. The other men let go of my arms and legs. I relaxed for a second or two then grabbed a cool pillow. I stuffed it between my legs and clamped down on it as I rolled out of the wet spot onto my side. It was cool and soothing, absorbent too!
Oh damn! I hope they wash these things. I thought to myself.
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