Mallu MILF Asha – Part 5

Hello, my dear readers, this is your mallu milf Asha, again. I feel so loved seeing all your encouraging messages. Thank you so much all of you.

This is an immediate continuation to the last part of my mallu sex story, with me still inside the boys hostel. Reading the earlier episodes first may make this one more enjoyable. Happy reading!

Two hours had easily gone by and I was still inside the boys hostel. I still could not believe I was being used as a paid street whore, by boys of my son’s age.

I was blinking faster now and I felt scenes flashing in front of my eyes with each blink. It was like watching a movie in 2x speed.

The 4 boys had taken turns on me multiple times and they all came inside me more than once. They never cared about using a condom and I don’t think they ever wanted to either. They just wanted that extra pleasure of being bare inside a mature mother’s pussy.

They were rough and always made it look like it was more than just sex they wanted. The opportunity of impregnating a mother of 3 in her 40s, defile her and humiliate her, seemed to be their greatest turn on.

I had cum too, and with my pussy turning wetter, it was only a matter of time before they realized, they were giving me pleasure.

“The slutty MILF is enjoying this”, they laughed as I let out a moan. The gangbang was honestly too much for my horny pussy and I could not hold myself back.

Nithin explored my body the most. He sucked my firm round tits and pinched my nipples. He bit me on my neck and even made me stroke his cock while others fucked me. He first said he would not cum inside me but he shot his load inside my mouth. He was also the only one who made me blow his cock.

Kevin really looked like he wanted to make me pregnant. His cock went the deepest inside me and he pushed it in even more when he shot his load. He filled my belly with thick loads of white semen and he made me cum the most too. He was so good, I just could not resist kissing him on his lips as I ejaculated.

Amal and Rashid gave me an immense combo of pain and pleasure. They double penetrated me 3 times. And each time they swapped positions between my ass and pussy.

A double penetration was something that never crossed my mind. But Amal and Rashid forced me to imagine how it would be to have my sons Sanjay and Roshan fuck me together.

I had been made to sit on cocks and slapped hard on my butt until I ride them. My pussy was licked and also fingered vigorously. I even had a banana stuffed inside my ass hole.

I was being taken for more rounds but now I was moving my hips on my own, grinding my pussy walls against their cocks. I could feel the pressure developing as I neared another climax.

I had been penetrated in ways I never thought was possible, giving me multiple orgasms, repeatedly. I had frankly lost the count of orgasms I had in the last two hours.

I moaned aloud as they drove me to one more ejaculation. How much ever I enjoyed it, and though I had honestly given up to them very easily, deep inside I knew I had been violated. And I had to get out of there as soon as I could.

Truth be said, I had been sexually satisfied like never before. Sucking my lips, like a 19-year-old girl who had her first orgasm from her boyfriend, I acknowledged the pleasure I had just been given. But when I open my eyes, I realized they were just not there. Vanished, they had just vanished!

For a second, I thought the ordeal was over. I was just trying to put back together my broken pieces and force myself out of the completely erotic yet shocking experience when the 4 boys appeared back in front of me. I was stunned and this time to my horror, they looked like they wanted to do more than just fill my holes.

“You will never feel another dick in your pussy, Asha. You will spend the rest of your life thinking of the pleasure we gave you tonight”, the boys said together, holding a huge ROD in their hand.

“It is so much fun making mothers from good families feel like cheap second-hand sex toys!!” the 4 of them exclaimed.

Before I could even try to stop them, Amal and Rashid had pulled my tied legs even wider, as Nithin adjusted the position of the 15-inch iron rod. They wanted to push it inside my pussy hole.

It was at least 4 inches in diameter, and despite my continuous begging, Kevin pushed the entire length of the rod, inside my already sour and bruised pussy in just one go.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHOOOOOOHHHHHH” I screamed in unbearable pain and whory pleasure.

I could hear them laughing and when I somehow opened my eyes, they were all gone. They had all vanished, again! It looked like the rod would go into me, tear apart my pussy and knock me out, but it actually brought me back into senses.

I looked down at my pussy, there was no rod.

“Fuck”, I exclaimed, looking at the ceiling of my bedroom. I was back on my own bed. It was all just a big messed up DREAM.

“Oh My Oh My,” I said with a shaken breathing. “What the hell just happened?”

I just could not believe I even had a dream of getting gang-banged. And that too in the boys hostel, next to my house. In fact, I had looked at the hostel just a few hours ago.

It all felt so real. All those hands on my body, cocks sliding in and out of my holes, the warmth of their young bodies rubbing against mine. It was just too real to be classified as a dream.

It was the most shocking few moments of my life and yet I felt so much pleasure. I just could not classify it a nightmare either. I was confused and disturbed. Everything that just happened in the dream and all those conversations about my friend Bincy and the office in-charge Sudha sounded so twisted.

I got out of my bed and found myself looking at the boys’ hostel through the window. I wondered what would be happening inside the rooms.

“What if they are actually fucking a mother, from any of the houses in the neighborhood, inside that room??”, I asked myself.

I just could not stop thinking if the boys in there would be actually craving to fuck me. I was scared and excited.

Everything they said about wanting to peep into my bathroom sent shock waves across my body. But I also felt turned on at the thought of having young men’s attention.

It took me 41 years to find the slut hiding inside me. Every second after that has been nothing short of a sexual revelation and I just cannot wait to see what happens next.

To be continued.

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