A Dark and Fateful Night

This is the first story that I wish to present to the people. It was written by a colleague of mine, Richa. It's about an incident that occurred to her last year. Though she regrets the events, she wrote them down to face the humiliating fact that haunts her to this day. Here it goes......

Hi, my name is Richa. I work in an IT company. Here's my unfortunate story.

It was with a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach that I realized that my car was going to stall. After repeated attempts to gun it back to life, had failed, I gave up and stepped out into the night air. There was no point in peering under the bonnet, as I didn’t know anything about the engine anyway! It was balmy and seemed like a storm was brewing, 10: 30 at night, a single woman, stranded in the middle of a road, with a broken down car - not an enviable position - to say the least. I had had a tiring day at work and had tried my best to thwart my colleagues from dragging my to a movie with them. I should have tried harder; I cursed myself, as I locked up the car as securely as I could - removing the detachable front panel of the stereo. I hoped that by the time a mechanic got to it tomorrow, my car would still be intact. Now how do we get back home? It was an effort to take the first few steps away from the car. The first drop of rain hit my shoulder causing me to look at the droplet fast seeping into the fabric of my blouse, causing a dark patch to appear.
As the next few droplets pit patted my, I looked up to see the dark clouds and lightning streak across the sky. I tugged my flimsy chiffon saree tight around my and trudged along while cursing myself, “Wonderful, now I am going to get drenched!” It was going to be a long, wet, wade back home if some mode of transportation didn’t show up soon. I heard the noise of an engine and turned to look back with hope. In the faint glimmer of the streetlights I saw a yellow cab approaching. As I tried to make out if it was empty, I instinctively raised my hand to flag it down. The driver saw my and swerved to a halt a few meters away from my - it was empty, but there were two of them in the front seat. All my instincts warned my not to acknowledge this cab, but I ignored them and walked up to the vehicle. As I approached the cab, I saw the assistant steering at my privates, as he scratched his day old stubble. His eyes traveled to my full breasts accentuated by the saree drawn tight across them and then lower down to my waist, which was exposed, as I had worn the saree low, below my navel. The saree was flimsy and my dark blouse was clearly visible through it, and this scruffy fellow was stripping my nude with his eyes as I drew level with the car. The insolent fellow didn’t stop leering at my breasts even as I spoke to him and asked “Can you take me to Cotton Street?” In silent agreement, the passenger door swung open, and as I entered the cab, the driver turned around and gave my a slow once over, his gaze coming to a rest directly on my tits. I felt a chill run down my spine as I realized that both of them were drunk. I averted his eyes and settled down, fidgeting with my purse to keep my from looking at him. As he engaged gears, he reached up to adjust the rear view mirror and focused it on my breasts. I noticed this movement and looked up, as I did so, I came face to face with the helper who was now openly leering at my breasts. As I gulped, I noticed the lecherous smile on his face as he turned his face away and looked at the driver.
The driver met his gaze and also returned the same smile. It was almost as if an unspoken agreement had been signed. I realized all this and almost panicked into jumping out of the speeding cab, but I tried to blame it all on my imagination and tried to stay calm. Home was a long way off. The cab sped along deserted roads, and I felt the tiredness begin to overtake my. I fought it as long as I could; yet I was unaware of the attention that the driver was paying at the rear view mirror. If only I knew that he was gazing at my lush breasts as they jiggled with every little pothole that the cab encountered. The breeze through the open window drove away my fears, but it also drove away my saree from my blouse, causing my right breast and deep scooped neckline to come into view. The driver noticed this and rubbed his hardening cock through his trousers. I was lost in my own thoughts and reminisced about the movie, I also worried about my car and failed to notice the helper stealing sidelong glances at my exposed blouse and midriff now and again. The breeze and the motion of the car soon began to have their effect on my, and though I tried my best to fight it, an euphoric tiredness began to take hold of my. I dream of my bed and how I would soon crash into it, totally exhausted. As I dream, the breeze completely blew my saree off my shoulders and my heaving breasts clad in the low cut blouse, my fair stomach, accentuated by my deep dark navel, lay exposed for all to see. The cool breeze had caused my nipples to harden inside my flimsy bra and they were beginning to jut out through the fabric of my blouse.
The blouse was made of a semi - transparent material and my bra was clearly outlined through it. my cleavage, caused by my breasts ensconced in the tight bra, peeped out of my low neckline. The driver saw all this in the mirror and he massaged his rock hard dick vigorously causing his assistant to turn around and look at the half asleep i. He licked his lips at the sight of my and imagined what it would feel like to squeeze those tits and suck the hardening nipples. They looked at each to my and nodded in silent agreement, it was now or never. The driver swung the car into a deserted lane off the main road and slowed to a halt behind a parked bus. I felt the vehicle slowing down and awoke with a start. I expected to see familiar areas, maybe my driveway, but all I could see was a dingy lane and the two men in the front seat looking at my with lusty eyes. As I regained my composure, I realized that I was exposing a lot of flesh and hastily tried to cover myself up. The assistant sprang into action as he turned around, reached out and clamped his fist over my mouth, and with his dirty hand he held the saree, preventing my from pulling it over myself. The driver opened his door and stepped out of the car, looked around, opened my door and roughly pushed me in. As he slid in next to me, the assistant relinquished his hold on my and opened his door and entered from the other door. It all happened so fast that before I knew it, I was sandwiched between the two. Before I could open my mouth to scream, the driver dealt my a slap across my cheeks, that made my actually see stars and sent my sprawling into the lap of the waiting helper. As the helper held my shoulders and pulled my down onto his lap, the driver gripped my blouse with both hands and ripped it open. He made short work of my bra, slipping the straps off my shoulders, and scooping my large breasts out, which he held in either palm and began to squeeze. The helper once again clamped his hand over my mouth and prevented my from screaming. I was suffocating in his vice like grip, and the more I struggled, the tighter the hold became.
The driver hiked my saree up to my thighs and straddled my legs with his own. He looked down at my thighs appreciatively and ran his hands over them, feeling their softness. His palms scalded my as they traveled closer and closer to my snatch rubbing and fondling my thighs. As I closed my eyes and struggled to free myself, the driver slowly but deliberately began to stroke my pussy through my flimsy black panties. I was terrified and stared back at him as he began to unzip his trousers. He wore no underwear and his cock sprang out from within. It was thick and black and rapidly hardening as he stroked it up and down. He hooked his fingers into the crotch of my panties and pulled hard. It came apart like tissue paper.
As my pussy was bared, the helper reached down and stroked my curly pubes, stopping for a moment as he found my lips and pried them apart. I struggled violently and tried to get up, and this elicited anatomy stinging slap, this time from the helper, ” Fucking bitch, stop struggling or you are in for a painful time!” Tears sprang from my eyes, as I realized my predicament. The driver, now confident of my compliance, knelt down and squatted on the floor, bent my legs and spread them wide apart. He moistened a finger in his mouth and drove it into my pussy without much finesse. As he did so, he bent down and started to suck my nipples. I felt his coarse tongue and also his thick digit, which was beginning to shaft my soft pussy. As the finger pushed in and out my pussy began to respond and the juices began to trickle. The helper used his free hand to freely explore my soft breast and thighs, occasionally stroking his hard on through his trousers. I could feel the heat, and the hardness of his cock through the material of his trouser as he held my cheek tight against it. The driver pulled his digit out of my pussy and bent down over my stomach. He kissed my navel and his tongue dove into it, he gripped the gatmying of my saree and tried to pull it down as far as possible as his tongue followed his hand and came to a stop just above my pubic line. He shoved his hands underneath my ass cheeks and lifted my up giving him a free access to my pussy. As his tongue skimmed the surface of my lips, he looked up and proclaimed to his assistant, “What a pussy, Baby, you and I are going to have a good time to get my!” The assistant looked at his boss appreciatively and replied, “You keep the pussy boss, leave my ass to me, seen the size - I must be a wild fuck!” These vulgar and obscene comments scalded i, but I knew that what they were about to do to my was going to be even worse. The driver shoved his tongue into my pussy lips as he pried them apart, and began lapping away at my This link (juices.However) is not approved. Submit this link for approval revolting the thought may have been, I felt my body begin to respond as I experienced the hot tongue skimming my pussy and occasionally diving deep inside my. The driver fastened up the strokes of his tongue holding my soft thighs apart with his hands.
The helper was trying to kiss my mouth, but as I twisted and turned my face, he unzipped his trouser and pressed his cock against my cheeks. I felt the heat of his cock as it grew bigger against the side of my face, and tried my best to draw away from it but he held my head tightly to it. He then gripped my hair in a bunch and tugged hard, “Open your mouth slut, open it and suck my dick!” The grip on my hair was violent and for fear of being slapped again,i turned my face towards the hard cock springing up on his lap. The helper held his dick and rubbed it on my lips, he leered back at my, as I begged for mercy, “Please let me go, don’t do this to me, I beg you.” my appeals fell to deaf ears, as the helper pinched my cheeks open and inserted the head of his cock into my mouth. It was enormous! I felt that I was going to choke on the head itself, leave alone the rest of the monstrosity! The helper forced his way into his mouth, till I felt that he had probably reached my stomach. I had never imagined that a human penis could ever be of such gargantuan proportions. As I gagged and tried to breathe normally, the helper began to undulate his hips and cause the monster to move in and out of my mouth. The rancid taste and pussy smell of the phallus revolted my, but I sucked on it to save my life. In the meanwhile, the driver found my erect clitoris and began massaging it with his thumb while he continued sucking the lips of my pussy. I squirmed in shame as I felt my juices begin to flow freely from all the attention. As he gyrated my clit round and round, I felt tremors begin deep inside my and involuntarily I began to buck my hips.
The driver realized this and his tongue probed deeper into my rim, while he kneaded my ass fiercely. The helper was groaning as he savored the feel of his cock inside his warm mouth and low guttural sounds emanated from his clenched lips as he held my hard nipples in his fingers and rubbed them like marbles.i was beginning to enjoy the attentions that my body was receiving from both of them, and even though my brain screamed out for it to stop responding, my body proved to be a traitor. The driver looked up at my and inserted two thick fingers into my wet pussy; he shafted my and rammed them up to his knuckles. I was taken by surprise as the fingers filled my hole and I felt them stretch my lips and walls wide. It felt good, very good, as the fingers increased their tempo and began working in and out of my cunt. A squishy sound came out of my pussy as the fingers churned it into a dribbling mess and the juices flowed out of my lips and spread on to my snatch. The driver was, by now, shafting my like a piston and as I looked at his face, I was terrified at the lust that flowed from his eyes. He in turn looked at my helpless face contorted with fear, pain and lust and this fired him up even more my nostrils were flared open; my pretty pink lips were spread apart as I sucked in my breath, my hair disheveled and my eyes wide open, begging for mercy. my body was awash in sweat which glistened in the pale light of the night, my chest heaved with excited terror, my nipples taut and my breasts swollen from all the attention. his head was still on the helper’s lap, who had lifted my arms above my head and was holding them down. With his free hand, he extricated his gigantic glans, wet from my mouth and began to shaft it. As I looked up at it, I couldn’t help feeling overawed at the size of it. I had always fantasied about a truly big cock, but this one was unbelievable! It reminded my of the nozzle attached to

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