How A Lost Mobile Turned Me Into A Complete Whore – Part 5 (Conclusion)

Hi Natasha again with part 5 of my story.

If you are new to this, my story parts are set up a little differently. And I ask you to please read the old parts or you won’t understand anything. The reading order is a bit weird. First read Part 3 (which has part 1 in brief, since part 1 is not on the site), then read part 2, then read remaining Part 3, and then read part 4 and 5. So the order is Part 3(half) -> Part 2 -> Part 3 (remaining) ->Part 4 – > Conclusion. Links can be found at the top.

So all that set aside, let’s get back to the story.

He pulled my hair into a ponytail and held it with one hand, as he used his other to direct his penis to my mouth again. This time I let him do as I please, as I was exhausted from all the sex. He grabbed my face and started moving my head up and down with his cock in my mouth. He throat fucked me for some time, using my mouth as a pussy until he was satisfied and let go of my face.

I couldn’t believe what just happened. An old lower class guy twice my age took my virginity and came inside me. I’m 100% sure if I don’t do something I’ll get pregnant, but this goddamn thief won’t allow me to even go out of the bedroom. Well, fuck it. I have the whole weekend to take care of it since it was Friday, and I won’t have any office tomorrow.

As soon as the thought of office came to my mind, I realized that I have to reach work by 11. All that furious banging made me lose track of time, so I looked at the wall clock, and it was shocking, to say the least. It was already 10.30 AM. I was supposed to leave home around 10 since my office was a bit far. I’m going to be way late. Hurriedly, I got up and took my panty and tried to wear it, but I saw it was covered in blood and threw it on the side. I looked around for my top for a moment and realized I was still wearing it.

The thief kept looking at me with a confused expression. I took his dirty pants and shoved it in his hand.

Me: Pehen or nikal yaha se. Me office ke liye late ho gai hu. Darwaza band karke nikal jana. Aur please, kuch aur churake mat jana, apni seal to de hi chuki hu tujhe. Aur han, aaj ke baad kabhi shakal mat dikhana.

(Wear them and get out. I am late for office. Close the door on your way out….and please don’t steal anything else, I already gave you my virginity. And, don’t ever show your face again.)

I went into the bathroom and closed the door and started showering. I had to think of a good reason to tell my boss why I was late. Today being Friday, he roams around shouting at juniors because he has nothing else to do. That old fucker always gives me a hard time. He thinks I get all the praise because I am a looker, though I can see it in his eyes that he wants to fuck me six ways to Sunday just like everyone else.

After a very quick shower, I got out wearing the top because I didn’t take a towel in all that hurry. As soon as I got out, I got violently pulled towards the bedroom and thrown into the bed. Arif didn’t leave. He put my legs on top of his shoulders and started climbing on my body.

Again, I was, again, in the same position where my legs were pointing straight up and Arif and his fat body were between my legs. I tried to punch him away and he leaned down and put both of his elbows on my hands and pinned my hands completely. The fat bastard was using his weight to full advantage. His lower body was pinning my lower part, and his hands and belly my upper body. His face was directly in front of me. After helplessly trying to get out from under him for a few seconds, I gave up and looked at him directly in the eye.

Me: Please mujhe jaane do. Office hai mera. Tujhe jane bola to kyu hai yahan abhi bhi?

(Please leave me, I have to go to office. Why are you still here?)

Ofcourse I knew the answer. He wanted more than he got. He wanted more than he deserved.

I realized his penis started sliding into my vagina again. He was pushing in slowly. The pain of the penetration came back and a pained expression came on my face, as he kept sliding it in very slowly.

Arif: Me pehle socha chale jau. Lekin fir socha, tujh jaisi jawaan aur tazi ladki ko chodneka mauka zindagi me doobara nahi milega. Upar se dikhne me model hai. Bas, man nahi mana, aur me…

(At first I thought I should go. But I realized I will never get to fuck a fresh, young girl like you. That too, a girl that looks like a model. So I came back.)

He forced the remaining penis inside in one shot. I moaned loudly and grabbed his back for support.

Arif: Ruk gaya.

He said as I was writhing under his giant body. He stopped moving and kissed me. A few moments later, I calmed down. He then got up, grabbed my top with his hands and tore it open with full strength. My still-wet boobs were out in the air, my nipples hard as rock.

He went back to kissing me and started pumping his dick in and out, not letting go of my lips. Slowly and steadily, he increased his pace, until he was going in and out like a piston. I was overflowing with pleasure again, so I put my arms around his huge back and started responding to his passionate lip kissing. His whole body was on me, my breasts rubbing his chests as they were bouncing up and down from the constant fucking.

His kissing didn’t stop for more than 5 minutes. I don’t know what got into him. He just kept sucking and lightly biting my lips when I was in pain, then when I started responding to his kisses he pushed his tongue in and played around with my tongue. At first I liked it, it was kind of hot and exciting, getting fucked while kissing passionately, but after 5 minutes I got irritated and wanted to breathe, so I pushed my head to the side.

He stopped and took out his cock, and made me get up. I guess he wanted to change positions, but I came back to my senses and moved away from him.

I looked at the time. It was 10 minutes past 11. I should’ve been in office by now. I looked back at the brute who raped me. Arif was sitting on the bed with his dick in his hands, looking at me with a straight face. He was waiting for me to make my next move, though I could sense he was ready to pounce if I tried to escape.

As I contemplated my next move, I saw his giant penis and imagined the things he had done with it to me to this point. Even though the last hour or so was full of pain, I could not deny the extreme pleasure and excitement I got from it too. And the last penetration wasn’t that painful, so I was getting used to his cock.

After some thinking (and the realization that I’d love to get fucked some more), I realized that going to office this late is pointless now. Even if I went, explaining why I was so late would be tougher than just saying I got a fever and took a sick leave. Though that meant the thief and I will be going at it all day, or worse, 3 days since it will be weekend tomorrow, though I guess the thief doesn’t need to know that.

I moved 1 step forward and Arif immediately took my hand, threw me on the bed and pinned both my hands over my head. He was like a wild animal grabbing his prey.

Me: Arey kahi nahi ja rahi. Office call karke bata to du ki me nahi aa rahi hu. Meri job ka sawaal hai.

(I’m not going anywhere! Atleast let me call the office and tell them I’m not coming.)

Arif: Bas utna hi karegi na? Kuch aur karne ki sochna bhi mat.

(That’s all you are gonna do right? Don’t even think of doing something else.)

Me: Tere saamne hi call karti hu sun lena.

(I’m going to call right in front of you so you can listen.)

I said smiling. He looked at my face, then smiled himself. I guess we built enough “trust” in each other. He let go of my hand, not before leaning down and kissing me for a full minute first. I have to ask him why he started kissing me so much.

I got up and picked up my mobile. It was still intact, nothing changed from the last time I saw it. As I unlocked the phone, I saw the pic he took right after he broke my virginity. I immediately closed it, not wanting to remember the pain and the blood. I dialled my Team Lead and waited for him to pick up.

He pulled me and made me sit on his lap as I was waiting for his call to connect. I gave him an angry and stern look implying he shouldn’t be doing anything, but he doesn’t get the signals. He started licking and kissing my nipples and put his one hand in my pussy. This fucking man can’t keep his hands of me for 2 minutes.

My TL picked up the phone and I made the best possible attempt to sound sick and weak, and asked him for a leave. It was made difficult by Arif as he kept rubbing my pussy and sucking my tits and I had to control my moans. I hung up the phone and got out of his reach. Of course, the first thing he did was get up and try to catch me. I got out of his grip and pushed him roughly on the bed, and grabbed his dick with my hand and started giving him a handjob furiously.

Me: Le harami chutti le li. Yahi chahiye tha na tujhe? Sale kutte. Kar jo karna hai mere saath. Chod mujhe dinbhar.

(I took a leave. That’s what you wanted right, you dog? Do what you want with me. Fuck me the entire day.)

I spat on his cock and masturbated him as I said that. Arif relaxed his body and looked my way, burning the scene of a hot girl playing with his cock into his mind. He felt the luckiest man alive right now. I wasted no time, and within 10 seconds his cock was deep in my throat and my nostrils were deep in his pubic hair.

After waiting for a few seconds hoping he is going to cum from the deep-throat, I realized he has already cum twice in the span of 3 hours and it’s probably going to take a lot more than this to make him orgasm this time, so I tried to focus on my enjoyment instead of making him cum. I took out the cock and started sucking his sour and salty nuts. I was really playing with them, so much so that the thief said:

Arif: Tatte hi chaat ti rahegi kya?

(Are you going to keep sucking my nutsack?)

I’d do whatever the hell I want, is what I wanted to reply, but I realized not every man likes their sensitive nutsack being played with. So I decided to move on. I loved the smell his whole cock was giving off. Sweaty, dirty smell that you probably get after being out in hot weather the whole day. The source of that smell were his balls and the pubic hair. I smelled and licked those hair, and some of it actually came in my mouth. I grabbed some between my teeth and pulled hard, tearing them off his skin. He winced in pain, and gave me a weird look.

I am guessing even you readers might be thinking why the hell am I into crazy and weird stuff. That’s what Arif thought too, judging by his expression. But everyone has a weird fetish, and mine involve strong, male odour.

I spat those hair in my mouth out, and climbed on top of him. I sat on his stomach and looked down at his face. I didn’t believe it. I was so deep into this fucked up situation that there was no going back. I pushed that thought out of my mind, and leaned down close to his face as if going in for a kiss. I retracted a little bit as soon as our lips touched, and he strained his neck forward to meet my lips. I didn’t let him. I wanted to tease this fucker.

I reached behind and grabbed his dick with my hand and kept it on the entrance of my pussy. He gave a slight push to put it in, but I raised my butt to avoid that. I rubbed his dick on my pussy lips, and his expression changed into one of desperation.

Me: Chodna hai mujhe? Daalna hai lund meri chut me?

(You want to fuck me? You want to put your dick in my pussy?)

He just grunted. I wanted an answer, so I slapped him lightly and kept rubbing the dick on my folds.

Me: Bolna madarchod. Kya karna hai mere saath?

(Say it motherfucker. What do you want to do with me?)

Arif: Tujhe itna chodunga tu hafte bhar chal nahi payegi. Sali randi, kutiya banake chodunga raat bhar. Bas chale to tujhe ghar lejake ek kamre me band karu aur zindagi bhar tera rape karu. Tujh jaisi maal ko thokke bachche paida karu. Sali randi.

(I will fuck you so much you won’t be able to walk for weeks. You whore, I will make you my bitch. If I had my way I’ll lock you in a room at my house and rape you for life. I’ll knock you up and make you birth my children, you slut.)

Well, that was dark, but the dirty talk made me more excited than I already was. He finished his sentence, grabbed my hips with his free hands and pushed me down on his cock. The mushroom head went in and a pleasurable shock ran through my body. I slapped his hands away, straightened my back and started slowly sitting on his cock. Inch by inch, I went down, using his chest as support, until his whole cock was inside me. I sat there, catching my breath for 5 seconds, mild pain and pleasure hitting every part of my body. I looked down and couldn’t see any trace of his cock. It was completely gobbled up by my pussy.

I started grinding my hips, moving them in circular motion horizontally. I was hoping his cock would move around and stretch my pussy, but his cock was so big and my pussy was so tight that there was literally no space for it to move. So instead, I started slowly jumping up and down his gigantic organ. We both moaned pleasurably as soon as I started it. He grabbed my boobs and pressed them hard, pushing them up and down to match my jumping in this cowgirl position.

A few pleasurable minutes later, I got tired and stopped jumping. Sensing this, he grabbed my neck and brought me closer to his face for a kiss. My body was now fully lying on top of Arif’s. With his hands, he pushed my knees outward so I can support my lower body, as he started pumping me from the bottom. We played with each other’s tongue as he kept fucking me from below, slowly and steadily increasing his pace, like a steam engine. Loud slapping noises filled the room as he kept spanking my ass with his free hand, and I moaned into his mouth whenever he spanked me.

I broke the kiss and kept my head on the bed, and whispered in his hear and begged him to fuck me harder. He increased his pace till he could go no faster, and the intense fucking was making the whole bed shake violently. I was on cloud 9. I bit the skin on his shoulders to prevent myself from shrieking and to transfer some of my pain on him. He pulled my hair to stop me and made me face him. My mouth was open and my tongue was hanging out. My mind was blank and I had no control of my body. My whole focus was down there, where I was getting pummelled by this animal. Seeing this he bought his face closer to me and took out his tongue and started dancing it around with mine. He was salivating into my mouth as our nose touched each other and I stared lustily in his eyes.

All of this was too much for my body to handle, and I orgasmed hard. My juices ran down my thighs and my whole body vibrated as I shrieked into his mouth. He kept fucking and kissing me and biting my breasts until my orgasm died down and I went limp from exhaustion. He pushed me off his body and got up, and asked me to give him a blowjob. I didn’t move. I couldn’t move. My entire body felt heavy.

He went to the side of the bed and dragged my face to the edge so that my face was hanging upside down from the bed. He slapped my cheek and forced me to open my mouth and started mouth fucking me. I let him do as he pleased, till he let go and then roughly pulled my body into a doggy style. I looked at the time, he has already been fucking me for over half an hour now, and he still hasn’t cummed. My face was lying on the bed and my hips were high in the air, supported by my knees, as he straddled me with all his weight and started fucking me from behind.

He fucked me like this for another 15 minutes, calling me a whore, a rand, abusing me with dirty words, some of them I hadn’t even heard before, all the while spanking my ass every few seconds with all his might. I raised my head and saw a mirror in front of me. I saw a fat ugly guy fucking and spanking me from behind. My messy wet hair covering my red face, and I could see bite marks on my neck and boobs. I had an orgasm just because of the fucked up scene, and few minutes later he dumped all his semen into my pussy. He dropped his body on the bed and pulled me close. We kissed and cuddled with each other like a newly-wed couple, and after some time we both fell asleep from exhaustion.

I was woken up by Arif trying to suck the life out of my tits. He looked at me with my left nipple still in his mouth and smiled. I smiled back and let him do whatever he wanted. He just lied on top of me for full 15 minutes, pinching, squeezing, sucking, biting and pulling my nipples. He grabbed one of my tits and brought it close to my face, so I strained my neck to lick it while he did the same. Both our tongue danced around each other and my nipple, and I pulled him into a kiss.

He kept kissing me for a long time. When he broke it, I asked him why is he into kissing so much, and his reply was so sweet, I didn’t feel bad for having sex with this man. He said I had the most beautiful lips he had ever seen. I kissed him deeply in reward. He broke the kiss and looked down. His penis was erect and raging, ready for another round of raw sex. Though before that, I wanted him to pleasure me first.

Me: Me tera land chus chus ke thak gayi hu. Ab teri bari hai mujhe chusne ki.

(I’m tired of sucking your cock. Now you will suck me)

I grabbed his hair and pushed his face to my vagina. He got the overall idea and started licking my pussy. I could tell it was his first time, he was just lapping his tongue here and there without knowing what he was doing, so I had to teach him step by step where and how to lick. I could sense by his body language that he wanted to just stop the random shenanigans and rape me, but I didn’t let him until he made me cum with his tongue.

The fucking marathon went for the entire day with only small breaks for eating and bathroom. I tried to go out and buy contraceptive pill on the pretense of going to buy lunch, but I couldn’t walk straight after getting pounded for multiple hours, so I just ordered home delivery for both of us. We fucked in many positions, some of which he didn’t even think were possible. I experimented with everything I have ever sexually dreamt of with this man. Except anal. He almost put it in my ass without asking me, and I prevented that and refused to do it. I wasn’t about to give my anal cherry to a homeless poor guy like him.

He was about to leave the next morning and when he reached the door, I remembered the previous day full of rough, animal sex with his gigantic cock and the pain and pleasure that came with it, and I asked him to stay till Monday. He smirked, knowing that I basically have become his personal sex slave, without him forcing it on me. But I didn’t care. I enjoyed our time too much to let it go.

Safe to say, our entire 3 days were filled with sex. He had extremely high stamina (that too for such a fat man) and was ready to fuck me minutes after orgasming. I went out and bought some contraceptive pills and some condoms, but he refused to wear one and fucked me raw the entire time. On the second day, I took him to the roof after midnight and had sex there on the rough concrete floor with our clothes on. We almost got caught by the watchman, who came up hearing the noise, and we noticed it and I asked Arif to hide and pretended that I was there to have a midnight walk. It was so exciting I came as soon as the watchman went and Arif penetrated me once again.

The 3 days he kept fucking me, I didn’t let him bathe. I feared if he did, the manly smell from his cock will disappear, so I refused whenever he asked me if he could take a bath and cleaned his cock with my mouth instead.

He left on Monday but I was too tired and weak to go office, so I took the whole day off and rested. My whole body was covered with bite marks and sight bruises, and they took some days to entirely disappear. But those 3 days started my sexual journey in an explosive fashion, and I went all out to satisfy myself (and others) after that.

Stay tuned for more of my stories. I thank you for sitting through this really long story and hope you enjoyed it. This is the end, but it’s just the beginning. Feel free to email me with your thoughts at [email protected]