To my surprise, Roop's undergarments not only exuded an intoxicating scent, but the padding in the middle was damp with urine and some other sticky substance. Balwinder's drunken state only added to the unsettling nature of the situation. Suddenly, he turned to me with a mischievous glint in his eyes and uttered those shocking words, "Lick it and tell me what it is." Taken aback, I could only manage to respond with a single word, "Shit."
Without hesitation, Balwinder snatched the panties from my grasp and proceeded to lick them himself. His voice filled with curiosity, he questioned the wetness, challenging me to explain its origin and to differentiate between Roop's and Dolly's undergarments. My mind reeling, all I could muster was a shocked exclamation, "Holy shit."
I eagerly explored the delicate fabric of the panties with my tongue, curiosity piqued. Balwinder couldn't help but burst into laughter, exclaiming, "You're absolutely mad! You've just relished Roop and Dolly's urine, and that sticky substance on Roop's panties? That was my semen!" My mind spun with a mix of intoxication and confusion, the scent of underwear, urine, and semen swirling in my thoughts. I felt like a prostitute, exposed and vulnerable, yet still wearing a facade of normalcy.
Balwinder, oblivious to my strange state, tried to reassure me, saying, "There's nothing wrong with what you've done. I told you to do it." He took my hand and led me into another room. I couldn't fully comprehend what was happening; I was simply carried along like a leaf in a river's current. Inside the room, he embraced me tightly, his hand gently caressing my back. The sensation of his chest hair brushing against my lips and the scent of his sweat distracted me. Unbeknownst to me, his hands gradually made their way to my buttocks as he continued to stroke my back.
Already wearing a white panty from his daughter's drawer, however, instead of covering my hips, it scrunched up in a way that penis poking straight from the thin elastic layer. Balwinder's touch and the feeling of my face buried in his hairy chest provided a strange sense of comfort, but it was not without a hint of desire. I could feel the erection of his arousal pulsating against my stomach through his underwear, as if someone repeatedly tapping me. Lost in the moment, I was unaware of how long my eyes remained closed. But when I finally opened them, I felt the prickling sensation of Balwinder's mustache against my nostrils, only to discover that he is attempting to lick my lips. He whispered, "There you go, I've cleaned your mouth."
I was taken aback, filled with a mix of emotions - shock, happiness, and distraction. There were numerous reasons for this whirlwind of feelings, but the most significant one was the fact that it involved my mathematics Professor, who also happened to be a friend of my father and a highly respected individual. Adding to the weight of the situation was my father's explicit instruction for me to fully cooperate with him.
As the encounter unfolded, I couldn't help but notice the prickling sensation caused by the hair of his beard and mustache against my skin. And then, unexpectedly, he began to lick my lips. The sensation intensified as he sucked on them, eventually slipping his tongue into my mouth and intertwining it with mine. I wasn't actively participating in this entire incident, but I found myself strangely involved. It was as if some chemical reaction occurred within me, causing my flaccid sissy dick to tighten. My tongue instinctively responded, touching Balwinder's tongue, while the rest of my body trembled with fear.
By now Balwinder removed my underwear, his large palms now caressing my bare butt. I felt my body loosen under his touch, while his tight embrace and passionate kisses grew more intense. Mentally and physically unprepared, I couldn't deny the undeniable physical excitement that coursed through me, compelling me to cooperate in this sexual activity against my will. Balwinder's kisses were so intoxicating that the saliva from our mouths mixed like sweet syrup, dripping from our lips. My hands, seemingly of their own accord, began to explore Balwinder's hips. His erect penis pressed against me, yearning to penetrate my very core. In the midst of this sexual intoxication, I found myself moving towards cooperation, experiencing a strange sense of pleasure.
While our lips were locked in a passionate embrace, revealing my naked buttocks, in response, I pulled down his underwear. With this completely exposed both of us stood there, vulnerable and naked. Balwinder took hold of my penis, pulling and tugging at it, and I reciprocated, feeling a foreign sensation for the first time in my life. Throughout this entire encounter, silence enveloped us, heightening the intensity of the moment. I rested each of his testis my palm they were really big like a ripped peach and weighting about a pound each.
Now I don't know what Balwinder was trying to do when he pulls my penis, therefore I feel pain, I also pull his penis with a feeling of revenge, but easily his foreskin pulls back exposing brownish shinny glans. I was watching the glans for first time in my life, otherwise all my friends' penises including me are the same (I have never seen Vipin because he always laid upon on me, me faced down to lay on my stomach only to get up once he ejaculated on my asses).
I looked at my penis curiously, it looked like nothing compared to Balwinder's enormous one, I felt inferior. He sat down and began to take my penis into his mouth, my penis hardened in response. Every time Balwinder pulled the foreskin back, it pained. Finally, Balwinder looked at me for the first time and said: "I will fix everything, look at my penis, that is how a man's penis should be, it should be big and erect, not a mimosa like yours, your are gentler than Dolly (Dolly is his daughter). Our eyes met and he said, "Put my penis in your mouth and taste it."
Hesitantly, I ran out of there, went to my room, got dressed and went to bed. I couldn't sleep because I was hungry, confused and tired, I didn't know when I fell asleep, burying my face in the pillow. When I woke up in the middle of the night, I felt like someone was playing with my body. I was completely naked from bottom, my penis was semi hard and my anus was wet, I closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. Balwinder was licking my arse, my anus must have been wet with his saliva. He slowly spread my legs and, lying between them, started licking my anus. My breathing started to quicken and my legs started to spread apart automatically. Globs of spit fell into my anus and showering of spit continued until it started to flow down my thighs. He caressing my butt and flickered his tongue on my rectum orifice. My breathing became faster and precum leaking, even though my penis was not engorged enough.
In an unexpected turn of events, I discreetly moaned, but we remained unfazed, as if nothing had happened. Balwinder, like a fearless creature, kept exploring my anus with his tongue, delving deep into places I never thought possible. The sensation was overwhelming, causing my body to react involuntarily. My flaccid penis leaking precum, and instinctively, I pressed my anus against his face.
By now Balwinder realized that I was just as horny as he is. With my silence, I was silently participating in this sexcapade. He turned me over and lifted my legs, raising them in the air. Turned around he came over me positioning himself in 69 with my outspread legs up in air, locked by his hands. His face was right over my fuming orifice, I kept my eyes closed, pretending to be asleep and unaware of what was happening. But the strong smell of his penis filled my nostrils. He was at the peak of his arousal, and his penis was dripping with liquid like saliva. His Seminal fluid drops established a bridge-like connection between my mouth and his penis. I opened my mouth welcoming the Seminal fluid dripping from his penis. The taste was not bad. Just then, Balwinder and I met with a direct eye contact, he forcefully pushed his penis into my mouth. I couldn't think of anything. Our eyes met, and further pretence was impossible. Balwinder's dominant animal instinct was something got hold over him like a bull in heat, sniffing and licking moist vagina of a cow, he kept rimming me, pouring gallons of saliva and raised his head, spreading nostrils, whiffed the air to find if I am ready for a mating. Like a beast, he spread my anus, filled it again with his spit. His behavior was not less than an animal. I could not mutter to go against him as he continued to push his penis in my mouth, stopping in between, adjusting he placed his entire body weight on my face to let his penis travel full length all the way down my throat. Balwinder would rest only after inserting an inch of his manhood inside my mouth. In ecstasy I raised my ass further to reach closer of his face. My intoxication had also reached its peak, and without any delay, I started sucking his penis. After some time, when he pulled the penis out of my mouth, it was wet with my saliva and his precum, saliva mixed with now much condensed cum dripping from his penis on my face. He once again domineering inserted his penis completely in my mouth, sucking my buttocks in 69.
His manhood danced like a fish out of water in my mouth, releasing a flood of sperms that filled me with an intoxicating discomfort. Our bodies were raining with sweat as Balwinder's member began to relax in my mouth, his teeth nibbling at my buttocks with a fierce hunger. I moaned as he bit down with such force that my voice was muffled by his throbbing manhood, which he held firmly in place until last drop of his essence had been consumed. Tears streamed down my face as I savored the taste of him, my body trembling with pleasure, squeezing his warmth filling me deep inside.
