A Boner Celebration Night – Part 2

The night of a boner celebration was not yet over and here is what happened later that night.

As I got out of his society and on the street, I looked around to see if any rickshaws can be spotted. I started walking along the road towards the general direction of the station. Suddenly I heard the noise of an engine starting.

I looked back and saw rickshaw standing in the corner of the opposite side, and its lights turning on.  I probably didn’t notice it earlier because it was kind of in the dark, and had lights turned off. As it came near me, I asked for the station. He motioned yes, and I got in.

As soon as I got in, I realized that this was the same guy from earlier. “Was he really just waiting for me there?” I thought to myself.  I was unsure if I should ask him. I noticed him sneakily staring at me through the mirror. I decided to gamble and asked him, “Mere liye ruke hue the kya?” (Were you waiting for me?)

He slowed down and sheepishly said, “Ha, woh, mujhe laga tereko wapis jaane ka rahega, toh isliye.” (Yeah, I thought you might want to go back. So that’s why.) I wasn’t still sure what exactly he wanted out of this gesture. So I decided to try taking the lead and figure out what he wants.

I put on a slightly girlish voice and asked, “Achha? Wapis kidhar leke jaaoge? station ya kidhar aur leke jaaneka irada hai ?” (Really? And where you wanted to take me back? Station, or somewhere else?).His nervousness was still there but seemed a little less as he understood what I was implying.

He sheepishly chuckled and said, “Nahi matlab, tereko aana hai mere saath toh theek hai. Tu bolega toh kidhar aur jayenge.” (Well, I mean, if you want to come with me then alright. We can go.) So I decided to be direct, “Room hai toh chalungi,” (If you have a proper room, then let’s go. – I used the female-gender verb).

He was now pretty sure what I was and what I wanted. He directly asked, “Kitna leti hai? Mere paas jyada nahi hai” (How much do you charge? I don’t have much to pay).

I laughed and decided to get more slutty, “Main chinal hu re, randi nahi. Paisa nahi leti, sirf lund leti hu muh mein aur gand mein, aur payment mein paani leti hu muh mein mere” (I’m not a whore darling, more like a slut. I don’t take money, I take cock, in my mouth and ass and you can pay me with your cum in my mouth).

He seemed kind of surprised and pleased with my direct and slutty talk. He smiled, “Mere ek dost ka dukan hai paas ke ek chawl mein. Woh raat ko udhar hi sota hai, toh udhar jaake kar sakte hai. Lekin shayad uska bhi muh mein lena padega, chalega kya?” (My friend’s shop is nearby in a chawl. He sleeps there, so we can use that place for fun. But chances are that you might have to suck him off, is that okay?)

I replied, “Chalega na. Uska muh mein, tera gaand mein. Woh bhi chodega kya?” (I don’t mind getting both holes filled. Will he also fuck me?)

He laughed, “Saali, kitne lund legi? Mera ek kam padega kya? Waise mera dost gand maru nahi hai, lekin chooswake le sakta hai jagah dene ke liye.” (Bitch, how many cocks you want in your ass? Mine won’t be enough? Anyway, he is not gay, but won’t mind getting sucked in return for using his shop.)

I said, “Chalo fir, maze karte hai. Bas condom le lena lekin pehle” (Let’s get naughty. Just pick-up condoms on the way). “Uske dukan mein milega sab,” he replied as he raced his rickshaw. Just in couple of minutes we reached the place.

He parked the rickshaw in the back of the chawl and told me to stay sit while he goes and wakes his friend. He went and knocked on the door across. After couple of minutes a guy opened the door. He seemed sleepy and didn’t seem much happy to get disturbed at this hour.

Both of them talked for few minutes, and then he gestured me to come. As I got closer, the shop guy seemed less sleepy and more pleased. He hungrily looked at me top to bottom as I walked in. “Mast chikna pakda re,” I heard him whispering to rickshaw guy as he closed the door behind me.

He turned on the small light, and I saw a mattress on floor. I turned around as I started opening the buttons of my shirt and asked, “Idhar chodoge?” (Gonna fuck me here?) He smiled and said, “Nahi, aage chalo. Shop mein jyada jagah hai.”

I removed all my clothes and dropped them on the floor along with my backpack. I was just in my undies. His friend motioned me to follow him and we walked through a door into the shop. It was a general store kind of shop, with a big open area in the center and L shaped counter dividing the room.

On the other side, all the stuff from the shop was arranged. His friend went and sat on the chair behind the counter and turned on a couple of lights on our side, which gave it a very moody feeling. I turned to the rickshaw guy and saw him taking off his clothes.

He looked at me and said, “Ye show dekhega, fir baad mein uska jab mood ayega toh tere muh dega woh, theek hai?” (He’s gonna watch us fucking, and he will give you his cock to suck when he feels like later, okay?) I smiled and nodded as I dropped my undies.

He came near me and started kissing my neck as his hands started running around, feeling my body. I was feeling horny, so soon, I moved my hand on his head and slowly directed him towards my boobs. He started sucking and nibbling on my nipples as his hands started groping my butt cheeks.

I leaned against the counter and gave him full access to my chest as I reached for his already hard cock. It was a nice thick cock, cut and curved like a banana. I could feel the precum oozing out on his tip. As he continued sucking me, I started moaning.

I turned my head and saw his friend sitting in the chair with his cock out and slowly stroking. I couldn’t see him or his cock clearly as he was kind of in a dark corner. But I could feel his lusty eyes peering at my body. I decided to give him a good show.

I turned and switched the places, so the rickshaw guy was leaning against the counter. I squatted down and looked up at him. He was looking down on me anxiously, waiting for me to do what he knew I was going to do. So I did and started licking his banana with my tongue out as much as I can.

I knew his friend was getting excited looking at my performance, and that I was driving me hornier. I started sucking rickshaw guy like a hungry slut while stroking his balls with one hand and slowly stroking my hard cock with others. Rickshaw guy was in heaven as he placed both his hands on the counter.

He arched his back and started moaning. He sure loved getting a good blowjob. Then after a minute or so, he suddenly pulled back and stopped me. “Saali, kitni pyasi hai tu, aise hi paani gira dega mera,” he muttered as he caught his breath. (What a hungry slut you are, you’ll make me cum already like this).

I stood up and smiled. I leaned over the counter and wiggled my butt out. He understood what I wanted. He went toward his friend, and his friend handed him something from the drawer near him. He came back with a bottle of oil and a pack of condoms.

He asked, “Tel lagau kya?” (Should I lube you with oil?) I took the bottle from him and told him to put on the condom. I squirted some oil in my asshole and gestured him to get behind me. He came behind and placed the tip of his cock on my asshole and started teasing me by rubbing it up and down.

I played along and started moving my butt in a slow rhythm to feel his shaft running along with my asshole and balls. I could see his friend getting more excited about looking at our foreplay. I turned my face toward his friend, so he could see me clearly enjoying it.

And then the rickshaw guy slowly started inserting his cock in my ass-pussy. I was quite comfortable with his size, and with oil, it was even easier. So just pushed back and took him all in. He was a bit surprised as he was trying to be slow to make it easier for me.

“Itna chahiye tujhe lund kya?” he exclaimed, “Toh le fir chinal.” (You want it so badly? So take it slut.) He grabbed my hips and started fucking me. I started moaning with each of his strokes. My moans got louder and faster as he started increasing his pace. I kept looking at his friend as I kept moaning like a slut.

“Ah, ah, yes, yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me harder.” His friend got up and came in front of me on the other side of the counter. He had completely dropped his pants and was wearing just a banian. He was skinnier than rickshaw guy, but he was packing a really juicy cock between his legs.

It was a really thick, black cock, about 7-7.5” at least and full of veins. It wasn’t an open headed cock though, fully hard but still covered with foreskin. But shining with a lot of precum already oozing out. I didn’t waste time and bent over the counter and took him in my mouth.

I started sucking him and stroking the bottom of his shaft with my hand. He kept one hand on my head and started fucking my mouth. Rickshaw guy was also getting excited seeing me like that and started fucking me really deep and hard.

I was feeling his curved banana hitting on all the right spots in my asspussy. Meanwhile, his friend had reached his limit, and as he slowed down fucking my mouth, I tightened my lips on his head and started stroking his cock rapidly. I felt his grip on my hair getting tight.

He started shooting a monster load in my mouth. Pretty soon, my mouth was filled, and cum started flowing out of my mouth and on his cock. I kept sucking on his cock and tasting his delicious juice till it was too much for him and he pulled out.

As soon as he pulled out, the rickshaw guy pulled me closer and hugged me from behind. I realized that he was about to cum, as well. I had already received a good thick tasty cum in my mouth. So I decided to let him cum in my ass. Soon his hug tightened, and his strokes went really short and fast.

He started grunting with every stroke. I started moaning loudly, and soon he gave me one last push, all the way in my ass, and started cumming with loud grunts mixing in my really slutty moans. He both were panting by the time he was done.

He pulled out, breathing really hard, and came around and stood beside me. We both stood, leaning against the counter and breathing hard.

He looked at me, and my still hard cock, “Bohut garam hai re tu, main socha tereko kam se kam do shot lagaunga. Lekin sara maal nichod dala tune. Tight hai gaand teri ladki ke jaisi” (You are damn hot, I thought I would fuck you twice. But you squeezed out everything in one session. Your ass is tight like a girl).

Then he pointed at my cock and asked, “Tereko nahi girana paani?” (Don’t you wanna cum?). I said, “Na, mujhe farak nahi padta” (No, doesn’t matter to me.) I asked him if there’s a bathroom to wash my face and mouth. His friend took me again in his room and showed me where the bathroom is.

I rinsed my mouth, washed my face, and got dressed. Rickshaw guy also got dressed and told me that he’ll drop me wherever I wanted to. I told him to not worry and drop me at the station.

“Lekin abhi bas 2:30 hi baj rahe hai. Train service shuru hone ko aur ek ghanta jayega,” he said (It’s just 2:30 in the night, train service won’t start for another hour at least). I told him it was alright, I will chill at the station and probably have some snacks. He agreed, and we left for the station.

That was my third cock (and kind of fourth cock) for that night.

I reached the station. I picked up a couple of packs of chips and a bottle of water from the food counter on the platform. Sat down on the bench, and started munching on chips. I still had the taste of the shop guy’s cum on my tongue. “What a wild night,” I thought to myself.

I could feel my cock getting slowly hard again, remembering all the moments from before. I smiled to myself. I couldn’t help but think, wishing if I had one more encounter, reach my limit while getting fucked hard, and dropping my load.

Even though I was quite happy with how this night had turned out, the slut in me was still itching for little more. I looked at the watch. It was past 3:00 in the morning. I thought, why not try to find another cock instead of sitting here waiting for the train.

If I find someone and get another decent enough fuck to release myself, that would be a pretty perfect ending for the night. I knew a spot near this station. It was a public loo under the public crossing bridge, just a couple hundred meters away from the main exit.

It was kind of in front of the main street, so not very isolated in the day time. But at this hour, it was a perfect spot for cruising. As it was kind of under the bridge, it was not well lit from outside. Most of the horny people visiting the loo used to make sure that the light inside the loo wouldn’t be working.

I hoped that it wasn’t too late in the night and I would find at least someone with decent enough cock and with a place nearby. I did find someone and managed to have a really good session that went quite well for me to call it a perfect finish for the wild night.

But I’ll write that one as a separate story. If any hardtops from Mumbai want to have fun and have a place to fuck me, look me up on planetromeo (raviish), and let’s chat.