Chapter 1

Hi all, I am Ramya. I am narrating my sexual encounter, which took place in the year 2015. Presently, I am aged 34 years old with a vital status of 34C-30-34. I am almost 5ft 8 inches in height. I have a significantly shaped and maintained body structure with a medium dusky skin colour.

I started doing yoga and gym workouts when I was 23 years old. Maybe because of the gym workout, I look like a youthful and unmarried lady. I am a mother of a single baby girl.

I am a divorcee. Because of my busy work schedule, I was not able to give attention towards my kid. Hence, I requested and convinced my widow mother and young brother to stay with me.

I have planned to have a sexual encounter with unknown guys. I was starving for bodily fun for 2 to 3 years. I informed my mother and brother, along with my kid, to visit my native. I am going on a business development trip to Delhi, and it may be for 15 days.

I was gaining the desire that someone must fuck me mercilessly and fulfil my sexual thirst. My Mom, brother and kid went to the native. Mom said she would be coming after a couple of months. Suddenly, my mind and soul were jumping out of happiness so that I could extend my trip, too.

I packed my luggage without thinking of a place to visit. At the same time, my mind started thinking of becoming the whore for unknown people and spending some time. But I did not recognize anyone who could support me. Suddenly, I recalled one person from Delhi.

I had met and had sex with him before my marriage. I searched his visiting record, and I called him. He is an owner of a construction company. He offered me a prominent position in his firm and asked me to become his keep. Then he informed me that he will make me the whore, if I wish to become.

He recalled me and said, “I am desperately missing you, prostitute. How are you, my sweet Randi?” He disconnected my call and made a video call to me. We chatted for 15 minutes and talked about my divorce part and sex life. I straight away admitted that I was in need of relentless sex.

I was not fucked after my divorce. He, with a teasing and naughty voice, said, “You whore, you need not to worry on this bitch. Let me know what kind of sex you want, BDSM, Punished, hard gangbang ha?” I said, “Except for killing me, you can do any kind of sex with me.”

Then he said, “Come soon. I am waiting for you. I will arrange guys from hardworking daily wage workers to reputed high-class people. They will never show mercy on your sexy body. One more thing: your entire body might have a mark of love bites and nail scratches, too. So be prepared mentally and physically, or let me know your preferences.”

Me: I am OK for any kind of sexual fuck. I love you and will be your keep, and you can cool my burning desire the way you want.

He: Randi, show me your entry hole. I can’t believe that you have not had sex for about 2 to 3 years.

Me: As far as you are not sharing my video call with others, I will show you my whole nude body.

He: Bitch, you are not ready to show your entry holes, but you are in need of hard treatment from maniacs. If they see you only, they will think of ways to fuck you. They also need time to think the ways of fuck ha.

I showcased my full nude body over the mobile camera. After a couple of minutes, I stumbled upon dark workers standing naked, holding their dicks in hand. I was amazed to see their toned bodies, resembling gym bodies with six packs but without excess bulk.

It was shocking to see their erect, straight dicks without any bend. I started fingering my pussy without my awareness and spread my cum on my house floor. I call the company owner, “Boss,” for more clarity.

Me: Boss, I am coming to Delhi early in the morning. Let me know where to meet you.

Boss: No need to meet me. I have assigned some hard work to all these 10 guys at Railway Lane. These guys will pick you up from the airport, and your baggage can be taken care of by me. You will be enjoying your sex with these dirty, stinking and not hygienic guys for 2 days. One more thing: you will not be wearing any bra panty, but you will be in a torn sari, torn blouse and half petticoat.

Me: As far as I am not getting hurt, I am OK with any kind of sex with anyone at any time and place.

Boss: You are really on high body itch and heat. I am giving you the last chance to think and accept these guys. They are maniacs. They may tear your pussy and bleed on the rail track. You need not worry about any of these guys’ health. I will be arranging medical tests for these guys at regular intervals.

Me: If I am getting satisfied by their way of fuck, I will allow them to enjoy the way they want. I won’t complain about that.

The conversation ended. I booked my tickets and informed the boss that my flight was in the morning. I might reach at 8.30 AM. The boss said, “OK. I will send a vehicle with workers. They will pick you up from the airport with one set of torn Saree, Blouse and Petticoat, which you can wear on the rail track.”

I mentally prepared myself for hard-punished sex by workers. I got up early in the morning and got ready by wearing a nice sari. I took a cab and went to the airport and caught my flight. I reached Indira Gandhi International Airport. As I came out from the airport, I got the vehicle with all the labourers.

They took all my baggage and placed it in another car which the boss sent. They said, “We have to travel about half an hour to reach the workplace. No need to be scared with us.” My heart was throbbing harder and faster. I was sitting quietly.

But my mind was asking to mingle with the dirty, stinking and not hygienic guys by getting close to them. We had breakfast in between and workers gave me the set of the torn dress given by the owner. They stopped the vehicle in the parking bay, and I was removing my dress.

Suddenly, I got crushed hard by two labourers. My boobs were sucked with a hard bite on my nipples. I convinced them to allow me to wear the dress and started wearing the torn set of sari. The petticoat was just 10 inches long, covering just my waist.

Somehow, I wore those dresses. The vehicle given to the labourers was a decent one to travel. We reached the location where we had to work. It was an ideal place where we could not see any human individual. It was almost 50 to 60 kilometres away from Delhi.

All of them introduced themselves and said, “We don’t know how to behave with a lady gently. We are very hard harsh in behaviour.” We never thought that we were going to get lustful, erotic randi. We may hurt you badly while fucking you.”

At that time, one guy said, “Why don’t we fuck this bitch now and show her how one can plead to die with pleasure?” All were laughing and asked me, “Are you ready, Randi?”

“I am, in return, fuck me like you guys want but don’t kill me.” One guy said, “In the next 15 minutes, one train will pass. You need to suck my dick if you have guts by showcasing yourself with a passenger.” I agreed to his proposal without thinking second thought.

We waited for 15 minutes and heard the train horn. I made him stand parallel to the railway track. I kneeled and took his hard erect dick, and started sucking. We were max 5 to 6 feet away from the railway track. We were very much visible to passengers.

I intentionally removed my blouse and down my pallu. I made my boobs visible clearly. The major twist was that the train that was crossing was a passenger train and slow in moving. I was sucking his dick. All the other guys were hiding. My 34 C size boobs were hanging out without pallu and blouse.

The train arrived very slowly. People who were sitting on the door side had my clear view of dick sucking and breast. Train movement was very slow as the train did not get a free signal. At that time, a few guys jumped down, pressed my breast and got up to the train.

At the same time, the person whose dick I was sucking started grunting. I realized that he was about to cum. I took his cum on my face and breast. I lifted my breast to my mouth and tried to lick the cum from my breast. Most of the passengers have seen my open oral sex with a wage worker.

I scolded the labourers for hiding the fact of the train movement. They said it was the boss’s order, so we have done this. I was wearing my torn blouse and correcting pallu. I heard the voices of all the labourers who said, “We will work like that.” They started removing shirts.

I was in the other world by seeing their physical and dick sizes. I think it isn’t easy to find six packs like they had. No fat on body, fully ripped, strong and athletic personality. I started to move my hands on their bare chest, then started kissing and licking their sweat chest.