Dharmesh was a 40 year old inspector who had hots for me ever since he laid his eyes on me. We used to live in the same society, so our meets were frequent. He was sweet but I never saw him as a boyfriend. Mainly because of the huge age gap and the fact that he wasn’t a very handsome guy.
I on the other hand was a very sexy 19 year old girl that most people desired. I used to be a very choosy girl. I have had 100s of proposals all thanks to my beautiful face, smooth pale skin, my 34D breasts, thin waist of 28′ which was still very fleshy, and round big ass of 32′. But I was still single and virgin as I never liked anyone.
Out of those proposals (whose count I had already lost) was a proposal from Dharmesh.
I rejected him and he didn’t take it well. “You deserve much better, I’m young and immature”, I told him in front of the band he had hired to sing while he proposed me. But he didn’t seem to buy it. It must have been humiliating for him. He had anger in his eyes, I think he knew exactly why I rejected him.
He was definitely planning for revenge and was waiting for the right moment. My parents had gone out of town. I was getting ready to go out for a party at my friend’s place. I wore a sleeveless black cotton one piece that hugged my body revealing my hourglass figure. I liked to turn heads at party, it made me feel special when guys oggled at my breasts and thus left bra out of the equation. My big cleavage was clearly visible and my boobs jiggled at every step.
I heard a bell as I was applying my dark red lipstick. I opened the door and a familiar face greeted me “Hello Garima, how are you? you look gorgeous.” I was shocked to see Dharmesh. I invited him into the house out of courtesy. He didn’t seem very nice from his expressions. There was a strange smirk on his face. His eyes looked as if they were undressing me. “I’ll get you water”, I said as I turned around and closed the door. Putting one step ahead he held my wrist in the metal grip of his palm. “I’m not here for water, I’m here for something that you won’t give me if I asked nicely. Something that you would give to a rich snob with a handsome face. But not a genuine guy like me who treats you nicely everyday.”
Sensing his intentions I did the first thing I thought of. In order to get out of that situation I lunged at Dharmesh, hoping to tackle him to the ground but slamming into his 6 feet body felt like I had thrown myself facefirst into a brick wall! Turning me to the wall he seized my breasts, mauling them with an intense ferocity while yelling abuses at me, I began squealing in pain as he twisted my nipples, stopping only briefly to undo his pants and lift my one piece before he pinned me again to the wall. Without warning, he tore my panty and pressed forth, I felt his unlubricated cock pressing against my virgin asshole. He whispered in my ears “I want to enjoy you but also punish you, and fucking your vagina would be good. But anus, that will remind you of me for atleast the next whole week every time you sit.” “No please nooo, not in there. I have never done it before, it’s too tight.” I begged, he whispered “even better” as he started penetrating me regardless of my begging. The painfully dry, excruciating sensation made me scream out in pain…! As tears flowed down my cheeks from the pain, he lowered my top and clutched my pale soft tits that were now revealed to him and proceeded to thrust back and forth mercilessly, pounding as my screams got louder…! Sobbing pathetically and begging him to stop only yielded more furious thrusting and ass-ramming, as he went balls deep inside my ass. Soon, he came inside me furiously, letting out a low moan of pleasure… torn apart by pain, and feeling his cum bubbling out of my asshole, I collapsed, exhausted, and blacked out.
I had flashes of being taken into a car and taken to a room with a single light bulb as I was mostly unconscious from the pain I had endured. What I thought was the end was only the beginning of my punishment. The next time I was completely conscious I was in a room where police usually take prisoners for third degree. I was laying naked before 6 nude constables all waiting impatiently for me to get conscious. With disgust I saw their unappealing hairy bodies, with some of them having bellies as big as a watermelon. They were stroking their cock waiting for orders from Dharmesh. He wanted me to be conscious when the group ravaged me.