WHO AM I -- CHAPTER 2
''Look at her pussy, said Raghu putting his fingers into my cunt,'' it's completely wet ". He started fingering me harder. Now I could feel all hands, all over my body exploring every inch of me. I could feel a finger up my ass also and two cocks on my palm which I started feeling it up. I couldn't pretend I was sleeping anymore and I opened my eyes.
They found out very soon that I was just pretending to sleep and also was not drunk but they were too busy to question me. That night I was fucked one by one by those body builder type 4 men with their big cocks, I was fucked in my pussy, I was fucked in my ass and I was fucked in my mouth and by the time they left my whole body was bruised and both my holes were paining like anything and cum was flowing from them. My mouth had taken most of the assault and my nipples were also paining. In short I was gangbanged in all respect and had not spoken a word during the whole ordeal. The Leader of the gang was humiliating Raghu, '' Behanchod ( Slang in Hindi Language) you said she can take more than 10 men, look at her condition, unable to take 4 men also. Saale ( Slang in Hindi Language) you say anything. She is a meek cat not a tigress.
After those guys left I lay there on the floor for many hours in the same condition. Clearly my plans to catch the culprits had backfired and I ended up with a swollen pussy. Raghu and Laltu were besides me and they felt sorry for me. They took me to the bathroom and washed me dressed me and fed me up. Raghu and Laltu was telling me again and again that since I was not drunk and out like last time, the gang had an upper hand, only if I was drunk more it had not happened, but I was in no mood to listen. They were still of the view that I can satisfy hundred men.
Six month passed and everything was back to normal again and I had forgotten the incident like a bad dream, and forbidden Laltu to ever mention the incident again and I was back to previous self.Raghu also had left the job and another watchman had taken over the job. Everything was same again, except when Rajesh tried to be intimate with me and I knew it will never be the same again with him.
Then the day came when my father in law was to visit us. He used to visit us once a year. And he loves special biryani that I usually cook whenever he comes to visit us. I went to market to bring all the special ingredients that I put into my biryani. I had some other shopping's to do also. My husband was at office and Laltu had gone to pick my Father in law from the railway station and I wanted to do some quick shopping before they return.
As I was coming back from the market, it started raining heavily. The point where I had left the auto rickshaw was 200 m from my home, and I had only got down there to take fresh fruit and as soon as I had bought the fruits, the downpour stated. I ran to my apartment but the down pour was so heavy that it completely drenched me by the time I reached my apartment. My blouse was completely wet and I could feel my bra getting wet slowly. I could also feel my panty getting wet and can feel rainwater touching my pussy I was carrying shopping bags in both my hands and has breathing heavily by the time I reached there. The new guard was standing there. A short man he was, his face was directly at the level of my boobs. He was notoriously short for a guy, barely crossing 5 feet and when I was standing in front of him. Due to a short dash I almost crashed my heavy boobs in his face. At the moment his eyeballs were almost out of their sockets as he stared at my breast. Most of my midriff was wet and exposed as my pallu hung carelessly over my head and he was having an eyeful of my heaving boobs and my deep navel just inches away from him. It was the first time he was seeing "so much" of me, but I was too tired to cover myself as I stood holding a bag in each hand.
I somehow managed to get past him and I could feel his eyes on my wet butts till I climbed the stairs. I was shocked to realise that I had dropped my house keys somewhere in the market and I cursed myself for that. I knew that Laltu has the other key so I somehow managed to take my phone out and called Laltu only to find out that he is also stuck somewhere there in rain along with my FIL. He promised to return as soon as the rain subsided. I could do nothing and cursed myself with some choosiest word. I was contemplating, what to do next when the next door neighbour Mukhtarji opened his door and found me standing there. He had heard me talking with Laltu and offered me to come inside his house and wait for Laltu there. I had no other option than to accept his offer.
I had known Mukhtarji since I had shifted to Delhi. He is a retired defence personal living there with his wife Sabanaji and a young daughter jiya. I was close to both Jiya and Sabanaji and I knew that both Sabanaji and Jiya were not there as they were gone for few days to attend a weeding. I also knew that Mukhtarji was to accompany them soon.
I asked Mukhtarji upon entering his house when he will be going to the wedding and he replied that he will be leaving tonight. I kept my bags on the table and I was so drenched that it was making the floor wet.
