It Started With One Mistake
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Chapter 4
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 4 - While coming back from a party late at night, I saw my Uber auto-rickshaw driver creepily checking me out. Even though he stops when he learns I am not a prostitute, I make a big mistake that changes my life.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Reluctant Heterosexual Gang Bang Public Sex Indian Erotica
For a few months everything was smooth. They were fucking me as per agreement. Sometimes they would stretch for half an hour or an hour so that they could finish, but that was understandable.
I was very satisfied all the time. I had gotten used to being sore. I had a lot of oil massages too to help. And my deranged part was enjoying like never before.
Except one fine day I got a call from the owners when I was in the office. I was told to come back immediately because I was getting evicted.
I reached my rrom and started arguing with them. Apparently, a lot of residents thought I was a prostitute and running a brothel. I paid off the security to look the other way. Some suggested I was having sex with security guards too. Many had reported a lot of men going in and out of my room.
The security guards look devastated. All of them except the women and that one guy were going to be fired. They had families.
So I took all the responsibility. I told them I was indeed a prostitute. I told them security guards were threatening me and trying to catch me in the act. I made up stories about how I insulted them and threatened them with false rape cases if they didn’t stop speculating about what I was doing with my “friends”.
In the end, I was asked to vacate my room within the hour. The guards were spared. A lot of autorickshaw drivers showed up and helped me vacate the room.
I moved in with four autorickshaw drivers in their rented house. It wasn’t bad. They instituted a new rule, they get to fuck me every day. I didn’t care who fucked me, but others protested. It didn’t matter that I was living with them, they could do anything, and they did.
I was made to sleep naked, and almost every night, in the middle of the night, one of them would wake me for sex. I didn’t mind it that much, but the loss of privacy was too much. Plus, the neighbours were gossiping. Even though it was a slum-like place and people didn’t care that much, still, one girl living with four men and letting many others have sex was not tolerable to many people.
I needed to find a place. A place where I would be truly allowed to do anything. I tried to contact many landlords. I told them I would have a lot of male friends who would come and go. Some rejected, some said fine if they were your friends, and some were fine with boyfriends. But I could tell no one would be okay with strings of men going in and out of my room.
I finally knew I had to take a room in a very bad part of town. Red light district where prostitutes were common. Apparently there was a problem there as well. If men come, then all of them would charge extra for each man’s visit. Of course I couldn’t pay that.
Finally, one of the autorickshaw guys suggested a building.
Apparently there was a guy in his village who got caught raping a teen girl. They came to know he had raped many young girls before that. They were going to hand him over to the police, but he escaped. They somehow got to know his address from his family.
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