In The Bus Part 4 (Meeting Sardarji)
I was imagining my sweet wife. She was more than 1 feet shorter than this Sardar and who will feel like a doll with this monster. Surprisingly, I was not imagining her crying out of pain just like last time. I was imagining her trying to take this dick. It was 3 times thicker than mine and at least 1 or 2 inches longer than mine. Sardarji was laughing and she was saying, “Mujhe ye pura lund lena apni gand mein.” (I want this whole dick in my ass.) Probably I imagined it so long to ignore pain. And when my wife took that dick completely in her asshole, I came back to reality with a hard cock of mine and my asshole stretched to the maximum. Sardar was fucking me hard with taking his 70% dick out and putting it into the maximum in my tight asshole. I was still feeling some pain but mostly pleasure. At this Sardarji came closure to me and wanted to kiss my neck or probably lips and was rubbing his hand on my chest. But I told him straightforward, as, I was feeling awkward “Main sirf gand Marata hun, ye sab nahin.” (I just get my ass fucked, I don’t do this kissing and all.) He said he was happy with my asshole, and started digging my ass really hard. He took his dick out and spit in my ass and just like before. My asshole remains open for so long that Sardarji didn’t even get to spit 5 times. Even he had a laugh that it had become like loose pussy of his aged wife, and when my gand/asshole became tight again he forced his dick in as it was pleasing him. He fucked me really hard for the next 20 minutes. To my surprise when first steam of his cum hit my ass, it felt so good. I too cum and my asshole was getting more tight as he was enjoying it with is a full dick in my ass and that too heating and hitting my inner ass with his cum. He took his dick out and hold my ass upside till my asshole become normal. He almost ordered me to keep my asshole tight and not let even a drop escape. I laid on my stomach to obey him, imagining that he had just cum in my fucking wife’s mouth. After fucking her mouth straight from asshole making her drink his cum otherwise he will not fuck her again. My wife not only drank it all but also licked his dick clean. She also licked a drop of cum from the floor which dropped from his dick. He was spanking my wife’s butts because of happiness and to compliment her for her good act. I slept for real this time while imagining my wife behaved like a slut and giving blowjob to Sardar ji to get hard again. Last thing I recalled that Sardar ji cleaned his dick a bit from the blanket (just 1 second clean, probably that’s why I was a dream that my wife licking his own shit from his cock). Now my wife was adjusting her asshole at Sardarji dick as they were getting ready for second round. In reality, Sardarji was making his dick adjustment on my ass. He held my mouth to stop me from screaming loud in sleep. I woke with poking eyes and a lot of pain as Sardarji just pushed his half a rod in my ass in one go and eyes got more wider as he put the whole rod in my asshole. He was saying “Tu sirf gan marata hai na aaj main teri gaand marta hu acche se.”(You only get fucked in the asshole, so I will fuck you ass only tonight). He then laid on me to make a proper new pose. He laid there for few minutes with his whole dick in my ass, to make me comfortable. Comfortable??? I was feeling like a sissy under a bully. His body weight was crushing me and his dick it just, it was just awesome in my asshole. In those minute I was again imagining my wife in the same pose but with one difference Sardarji hadn’t closed her mouth in my dreams. She was shouting my name and then I realized I was again seated on the sofa, masturbating and enjoying my wife’s brutal, yes brutal ass fuck. Sardarji was started fucking my ass and my wife’s ass. I came back to reality, as Sardar freed my mouth and I was breathing heavily. But not completely now as he was fucking my asshole really rough I was thinking the same thing for my wife. Sardar fucked me for good 30-40 minutes and cum in my ass again. Again instructed me do not let any drop came out from asshole and again cleaned his dick for a second and laid next to me. I checked time, it only has been 4 hours since we left and 8 more hours to go. I was sure Sardar will fuck me at least 2-3 times more till Nagpur, and I looked at the pocket of my lower which has a 3 condoms pack which was not enough for this Sardar’s dick. I was thinking am I not a real man enough as the last two people had fucked me for a good 30 minutes each time. It was time that made them stop otherwise they could fuck me at least 7-8 times in 24 hours. Whereas I do it 2 times and that too for 10 minutes as max each time. Did my wife have an orgasm with me? And I slept with these thoughts, getting really scary dreams as my wife was shouting at me that she needed a real man. She was going to our honeymoon bed with Sardarji and dusky; shutting bedroom door at my face. And I was crying like a girl when an unknown person come and asked me to bend and then start fucking my asshole and I was smiling again. I then realized Sardar was waking me up, I checked time its 6 hours since we started and 6 left till Nagpur. Was this monster Sardar going to bang my ass in every 2 hours? Actually, I was finding it hard to hold my ass tight to stop cum licking out. Since I last fucked I was feeling a gap between my butts near my asshole (such mein aaj to is Sardar ne gand chodi kar di, dar raha tha kahin biwi na notice kar le ). Sardar just laid on his back and asked me to ride his cock. I said I would not face you, he happily agreed, there was enough space as the seat was designed in a way that 2 people could seat or sleep as they wished (or fucked in any pose). I was now seated with my both legs on knees on both sides of Sardar and his pole on my asshole. He rubbed it on my ass crack to get some lubricant.