Low-Caste Whore

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Low-Caste Whore

Part 1

An East Indian native, Deepti – who spoke English – was a pervert long before the ensuing happened.

Her large tits didn't sag and her arse was firm – though some people would've been surprised had they known about her submissive needs involving humiliation, golden-showers, scat, bestiality and physical abuse.

When she was 19, however, male friend had her service his dog, Cookie.

She loved it, while several years later after her divorce, her aunt persuaded her to screw a pony during a party in Mumbai where she lived.

At 37, she bought another dog named Simba.

As well, she sensed that Rohit, her 18-y/o son, was developing a misogynistic attitude.

So, one July, Thursday evening, when he went home from a soccer match, he found her naked while Simba pizzled her vag.

'What are you doing, mom?' he inquired.

'I'm horny!' she panted.

'You horny bitch!' the teenager crowed as he stripped and thrust his 9-inched cock into her mouth.

'Suck my dick or I'll tell everybody you're a low-caste whore!' he threatened her.

'Uh-hmmm!' Deepti mumbled.

Meanwhile, Rohit was glaring into her eyes.

Suddenly, he smacked her pretty face.

'Aaah!' Deepti gasped, though he didn't reply.
Next, the dog came in her snatch before dismounting her, with her son unloading in her mouth and urinating in it.

'I've always wanted to do that, mom,' he said.

'Thank you, son,' Deepti replied.

'Are you my slave?' Rohit asked.

'Yes, I am.'

'Good,' Rohit said while turning, reaching around for her black hair, gouging her nose into his butt-crack and farting.

'You smell so beautiful!' he chuckled.

'Please don't flatter me!' she answered

'Why not?' he snarled as plowed his foot against her loins.

'Am I hurting you?' he asked.

'Oh, god, yes!' Deepti moaned.
'You're an animal, mom!'

'You're right,' Deepti had barely said when Rohit pulled her to her feet, jammed his finger into her bowels and employed it to steer her along the balcony to the flat in which the single, white, 22-y/o Paul and 23-y/o Kelvin lived.

They were energy consultants from Birmingham, England.

Rohit then knocked on their door and Kelvin opened it.

'Bloody 'ell!' he exclaimed when saw her wearing nothing but shoes.

'Mom's here to entertain you,' Rohit grinned.

'What are you going to do to entertain us?' Paul asked.

'Anything you wish.'

'Anything?' Paul replied.
'Yes,' Deepti said.

'You must be an unholy cow!' Paul disparaged Indian tradition.

'I'm a dirty cow,' she replied before Paul and Kelvin removed their clothes.

Once they had, Paul shoved her over a couch and chiseled his 9-inched tool into her shit-hole.

'Take it!' he growled as Kelvin drew her head toward him and sank his 10-pecker in her mouth.

Rohit watched until he snickered, 'Mom's a filthy pig!'

~*~

Part 2

'Yeah, she is!' Paul replied as he brutally slammed his cock further into her guts.

'Eeeeeh!' she exploded with an orgasm.
However, Kelvin said, 'Your mother's womb is a pigsty, isn't it, Deepti?'

'Uh-hmmm!' she nodded.

'I'm amazed that a boar stooped far enough to breed her before she whelped you!' he responded.

'Maybe I should breed you, mom!' Rohit remarked.

'That's a great idea,' Paul said.

Obviously, though, he and Kelvin had no concern for her honor as they kept battering her until Paul jizz-defiled her anus and Kelvin her mouth.

They'd scarcely withdrawn from her when Paul and Kelvin spit-covered her face while Paul sneered, 'You're contemptible!'

'Yes, I am!' Deepti whispered, though Kelvin replied, 'I'm wagering your dad destroyed your hymen!'
'How often did he fuck you?' Rohit played long with him.

'I don't remember!' she answered.

'He thought you're vile, didn't he?' Kelvin asked.

'Yes, sir!'

'You disgusting 'chut' (cunt)!' Rohit bellowed.

'You obscene abomination!' Kelvin added.

Nonetheless, he, Kelvin and Rohit could hardly believe her again moaning, 'I'm a sewer-slut! Shit on my stomach!'

'Shit on you?' Kelvin hissed as he obliged her.

'You stinking turd!' he scoffed.

For a few seconds, the men were silent until Paul clutched Deepti's hair, dragged her into the bathroom and laid her in the bath-tub, after which the guys drenched her in piss, and...

'… you'll never be anything but a toilet!' Paul ended the occasion.

~*~

Part 3

Rohit began searching for new ways to exploit his mom,

But Deepti enjoyed her notorious behavior, though one Saturday morning a week after she satisfied Paul and Kelvin's dicks, Rohit was walking to the neighborhood store to buy some tea when he met Sanjay, his 20-y/o friend.

'Do you smoke cigarettes?' Sanjay inquired.

'Mom does,' Rohit answered.

'So do I,' Sanjay said.

Once he and Rohit were in the store, the clerk told them the day's cigarette delivery hadn't arrived and recommended cigars to Sanjay.

Sanjay agreed, followed by Rohit asking, 'Don't they have a horrible taste?'

'Nicotine's a stimulant,' Sanjay replied.

'Mom's a slut and doesn't need stimulation!' Rohit grinned.

'Really?' Sanjay asked.

'Come home with me and she'll prove it,' Rohit replied.

As his sex-slave, however, Deepti wasn't wearing any clothes, and Sanjay remarked, 'You're a hot.'

Next, he removed a lighter from his pocket, torched the cigar and aimed its butt into her snatch.

'Start smoking!' he ordered.
'Yes, sir!' she said while beginning to flex her vag-muscles.

In a bit, Sanjay observed, 'She could advertise stogies in TV commercials.'

'You'd rather appear in porn – right, mom?' Rohit said.

'Yes, son!'

'Beast movies are popular,' Rohit replied.

'Beast movies?” Sanjay asked.

'Oh, I forgot to mention that Simba, mom's boyfriend, is a dog!' Robit answered.

'Is that the truth?' Sanjay questioned Deepti.

'Yes, sir!'

'You little mutt!' Sanjay sneered as he grabbed her hair, jerked her to her feet and shook her so roughly that the cigar fell to the kitchen's tile floor.
Rohit then crushed it beneath his shoe and called Simba into the kitchen.

'You don't love your girlfriend, do you?' he said while scratching the dog's ears, after which he lifted his tail, pushed his mom to her knees and said, 'Kiss his ass!'

'Yes, sir!'

'My god, you're twisted!' Sanjay growled.

Soon, though, Deepti reached under the canine's belly and started fondling his 7-inched erection.

Within 3 minutes, Simba's pecker-juice was covering her hand.

She stood before Sanjay and Rohit undressed.

'How much is banging her worth?' Rohit asked.

'No more than 10 rupees!' Sanjay smirked.

'Rape me!' Deepti startled the boys.

'Are you serious?' Sanjay inquired.

'Yes, I am!' she confessed.

'I'll rape you!' Sanjay yelled as he threw her against the nearest wall, savaged his 11-inched penis into her muff and started pounding her.

'Take it. you piece of filth!' Rohit admonished her.

'I'm cummming!' she wailed not long before Sanjay unloaded in her snatch and dismounted her before Rohit brought her to her knees again.

'You're desperate for my cock, aren't you, mom?'

'Yes!' she answered.

'You're not getting it!' Rohit snarled as he jacked-off into her mouth.

'I think your mom should marry her boyfriend,' Sanjay said.

'Okay,' Rohit replied, then 'performed a wedding ceremony.'

'Now, you're Simba's wife!' he said.

'Force me!' Deepti begged her 'husband', though considering that was his 'marital privilege', he did, and...

'… curse you, mutt!' Rohit laughed.

~*~

Part 3

Deepti was a communication analyst.

However, the 32-y/o Adamya had recently joined her company as her supervisor, with her lusting after him since he was a stallion.

At noon on a Wednesday, though, he invited her to the cafeteria.

They sat a corner table and had just begun eating when Adamaya said, 'Instinct tells me you're promiscuous – right, Deepti?'

'Yes, I am.'

'You're extremely carnal, aren't you?' he asked.

'My son, Rohit, says I'm a low-caste whore,' she answered.

'Does he fuck you?' Adamya inquired.

'He did this morning.'

'He did?'

'Yes,' she replied.

'In other countries, incest is taboo, not that I mind,' Adamya said.

Next, he went to his office and Deepti her computer, while that evening, a cabbie drove them to her house.

'This is Rohit,' she introduced her son.

'I'm Adamya and I understand your mother's a whore.'

'Wait until you meet her 'husband',' Rohit cackled.

'You're married?' Adamya replied.

'U-u-u-h, y-y-es!' she stammered, followed by Rohit leading Simba into the living room.

'Your husband's a dog?' Adamya asked.

'Why not? She's the real animal!' Rohit smirked.

'You're absolutely depraved!' Adamya snarled at Deepti as she undressed.

'She's a fine puppy, isn't she?' Rohit inquired.

Adamya didn't respond.

He discarded his shirt and trousers to expose his 10-inched phallus.

'My cock's big enough to ruin you!' he jeered, then shoved her to the floor and spread her legs.

He climbed between them before sinking rod into her dripping cooze.

After that, Rohit stripped, knelt beside her and stabbed his penis down her throat.

'Ummm!' Deepti mumbled.

Adamya then wrapped his fingers around her neck and choked her.

'Aarrmm!' she gagged.

'Like abuse, huh?' he shouted.

'Yeah, she does!' Rohit said, while Adamya removed his fingers.

Finally, he punched his semen into her twat.

'Swallow, shit-bag!' Rohit directed her as he ejaculated into her mouth.

She did before she masturbated to an orgasm.

'You diddling fool!' Adamya snickered as he dressed and left.

However, Deepi felt disappointed because he didn't stay to watch her pleasing her 'husband.'

Damn!

~*~

(In real-life, I corresponded with Deepti for several years and sent her the above. Unfortunately, she passed away, though she was wonderful and I miss her.)

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