Slums Slut Meghna (Fucked by Giant Twins)

I love making love. I am 26 years old and I have a perfect woman’s body with measurements 38-24-36. I have chocolate brown skin and firm C cup breasts. If you want to make love with me just ask Meghna, Room No. 203.

“Meghna I like to suck on your boobs,” says Zeeshan.

“I love to fuck your tight pussy,” says Khan uncle.

These are the feedback of a few from many lovers that I do every day. I have been doing this for many years now. I love my life in the slums. I started writing as a hobby. I do that whenever I am not with one of my lovers. I like to write down my experiences as I have them in bed.

I live in a small room next to a sewer with my adoptive father Aslam. During the day time, Aslam uses this room as a barbershop and in the night when he sleeps, this turns into my lovemaking cave. When my lovers come to me they bring me food or gifts in return for making love.

“Wear this when we make love okay,” said Rashid once when he brought a sexy tight black bra for me, “I got it from Victoria’s Secret.” I didn’t know what ‘Victoria’s Secret’ is but I used to wear it at his request.

That bra used to squeeze my breasts tight making it hard for me to breathe. But he used to love it as it used to give him a bigger hard-on.

Rashid is like an elder brother to me as he always brings me new clothes. Most of the times these are fake brands used clothes. The bra that he got me had a broken back hook, so he used a bunch of rubber bands to hold it in place. One time he shoved his face deep in my cleavage while he fucked my pussy.

He was trying to dig his nose deeper in my tight squeezed boobs. I could feel his dick getting harder inside me. Suddenly the rubber bands snapped and it hit on his face. He started crying while rubbing his swollen red cheeks. I had to calm him down by giving him a blowjob. That night I had to sleep unsatisfied.

It was one of many disappointing lovemaking sessions. But it is not bad always. One morning Rashid brought his cousins to my place. They were twins who had come to visit Rashid from UP.

They visited me during the day time. So I was wearing a proper kurta pajama that properly covered all my assets. They both were huge six feet six inches tall muscular guys, identical. Rashid introduced them as Khalid and Walid. They stood like two tall mountains while I was laying on my bed.

“They want to spend time with you but sadly they have a train booking in the evening at four,” said Rashid.

I was impressed by the size of the package in their pants. I got up and quickly started rubbing the bump on their pants. I was surprised to feel their dicks grow even bigger.

By my estimate, they were at least 11 inches long. And so thick that I could barely wrap my hand around when I slipped my hands inside their pants to stroke their dicks.

Pulling their foreskin back I started fingering their dickhead until some liquid came out. In response both the guys slipped one of their hands inside my kurta and started feeling my breasts. Their hands were so big and fat that my breasts must have felt like lemons to them.

Still, they squeezed my boobs and pinched my nipples hard. While their hands were stretching the fabric of my kurta, they were trying to pop my tits out of hiding. Things were getting heated up quickly. I had a desperate urge to moan but I bit my lip hard.

I made eye contact with those boys and they appeared as if they were planning to rip my clothes apart and fuck me right here right now. I got scared at first still I was very much open to that idea.

“Ahh-hm,” grunted Aslam, my adoptive father. It was day time so Aslam’s barbershop was open. There was a customer in the chair excited to see me teased by those big dudes.

Quickly I took my hands out and then mischievously licked their pre-cum off my thumb. Aslam was okay with me doing this lovemaking business but not during the day. As a matter of fact, Aslam was the one who suggested this lovemaking idea.

Although he denies it, I am pretty sure he takes money from my lovers. He has just one condition, “Not during the day.” But it seemed like that was soon going to change. When Aslam tried to break the sexual tension by interrupting, both the twins turned to give an intimidating look.

My Aslam, who was just a skinny old man, didn’t stand a chance in front of these macho twins. He simply turned his back towards us and he continued to cut the customer’s hair. He tried very hard not to look at us.

Meanwhile, the customer getting the haircut was very much happy to masturbate while watching us do it. I looked at Rashid who was looking away standing by the door. He was trying hard not to make eye contact with me.

You know before that incident I always made love in the dark. So even if there was a possibility of other people watching or filming us, I didn’t care. But now I was going to do it in broad daylight. This should have bothered me, but it didn’t.

“After countless disappointing lovemaking sessions I deserved proper sex at least once a while,” I said to myself. I was so curious and tempted to feel those huge cocks inside me that I didn’t care if they had brought me gifts or not.

Within one swift stroke, they ripped all the buttons of my kurta apart. Quickly I moved my hands to cover my breasts. It’s not like I am shy or something. I have been naked countless times before. Here in slums we rarely get clothes to wear.

But at that moment my female instincts were kicking in. I was feeling embarrassed as they pulled my hands apart to expose my breasts. That only made things more exciting for them. I could see the face of the customer as his jaw dropped.

He was from outside our area and not one of my late-night lovers. A complete stranger. He might not even have an idea of what I do here. But things changed as he got excited to see me naked and getting down to action.

The twin brothers were perfectly quiet as they kissed all over my body. While one of them was sucking on my tit, the other had pulled down my pajama and was feeling my pussy.

I keep my pussy clean-shaven. This was Aslam’s instruction. I know it is weird, as he tells me such things despite being my father. But he insists on calling him by his name. This makes it less awkward when he shaves my pubic hair every day.

I was thoroughly enjoying their hands all over my body as they mischievously squeezed, pinched and at times spanked me hard. While my body was enjoying the pleasures never felt before, my vision was blurred. So I didn’t see what was happening around me.

Next, I know they picked me up and kept me on the bed. One of them was holding my hands. While he did, his big dick was resting on my face. I tried to lick it like a pop-sickle. Meanwhile the other had held my legs wide and was rubbing his dick on my pussy trying to get in.

Finally, that moment had arrived. Their dicks were so big that a horrifying thought hit me, “His dick is so huge that he is choking my throat. If this is the condition of my mouth, then what would happen of my pussy?” I was soon going to find out.

I was breathing heavily my heart was beating faster. Slowly he dipped his dick-head inside me. I could feel it as I thought, “It’s okay.” Then all of a sudden without any warning he thrust it all in. I felt a sudden shock of pain followed by pleasure.

After making love for so many years I stopped feeling pleasure from tiny mediocre dicks. But this feeling of giant rocket inside me was amazing. He was ramming me hard. Turning me around they made me sit like a doggy and fucked me from both sides.

While we were in this heated action what I didn’t realize that we were attracting an audience. Zeeshan, Khan uncle and many more men of the slums had come to watch. This was really embarrassing. But it only made me want more when the crowd cheered my name.

The twins suddenly stopped. They took off their clothes and sat on the floor with their dicks touching each other. Meanwhile, I simply laid on the bed just anticipating what was going to happen next. The twins then hinted Rashid and the stranger customer to pick me up.

They carried me to the twins and placed me on their dicks for double penetration. They pushed their dicks in my holes at the same time. For a moment it felt that they were going to tear me apart from inside. I didn’t even know I was capable of that kind of pleasure.

While the twins fucked me, made me go up and down I relied on Rashid and the customer to stay in balance. That pervert customer whipped out his dick and let me grab his tiny shaft for support. Meanwhile, Rashid kept his pants. No matter how much I pulled on his pants, he resisted taking out his penis.

They continued to use my body for pleasure in front of the cheering audience. I was enjoying it too. The point where they were about to explode they lifted me and keeping me on my knees they stood in front of my face. The customer was the first one to cum.

He shot a few droplets of white fluid that fell on my chest. Then came the shower as the twins bathed me in their cum from head to toe. Soaked in cum I simply laid naked on the floor exhausted. I was feeling drowsy as I saw the twin get dressed. They hi-five each other and walked away.

I was about to fall asleep when I saw Aslam taking money from all the men standing there. He still denied that when I confronted him the next day.

That evening when I woke up, I was clean, dressed and on my bed. Had I not met the twins yet again in the future, I would have thought all the things that happened that day was a dream. A very pleasurable dream.

Among many bad lovemaking experiences I’ve had, there are just a few such rare gems of an event which deserve to be called ‘sex’. If you think you are capable of giving me such experiences then you know where to find me.

Just ask Meghna, Room No. 203.

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