Ch 2 Randi Rani 🫦

 

Randi Rani and three cocks

Author's POV 

"Hume aapki ladki pasand aayi hum iska byaah hamare bade bete Rishabh se karayenge par...." Satyendra said while smoking cigarette sitting like dominance, blowing out smoke rings that floated lazily towards the ceiling. His grey eyes were cold and calculative behind the cigar smoke.

"Par hamare kuch niyam hai." He looked at the Sarpanch's wife who now stood beside her husband after getting fucked by Thakur sons, his dark eyes glinting with unseen intentions. The room was heavy with unsaid things, the air thick with underlying meanings. Abhay and Rishabh stood quietly behind their father, imposing figures in expensive suits.

"Hume aapke niyam Pata hai Sarkar. Ab humari ladki aapki amanat hai." 

The Sarpanch replied quickly, his eyes shifting nervously between the three powerful Thakur men. He knew their family tradition—one bride shared among brothers and father. 

"So, in simple terms, your precious innocent-looking girl will be my legal wife... and also my father's, my brother Abhay's, and my brother Kabir's fuck toy." 

Rishabh explained bluntly, his gaze lingering on the Sarpanch's wife who was still biting her lower lip, her empty pussy aching from being stretched and filled by two huge cocks.

The Sarpanch gulped loudly, his face pale as he realized the implications. But suddenly Sarpanch's eyes widened as Abhay casually slid a heavy suitcase towards him. The sound of coins and rustling notes echoed through the room as the Sarpanch's wife immediately leaned over, her hands trembling with greed as she attacked the briefcase.

 She opened it eagerly, revealing stacks of cash and gold bars that glinted under the dim light. The sight of so much wealth made her eyes widen with lust, momentarily forgetting her aching pussy.

"There's no rush for the wedding ceremonies," the Sarpanch added hastily, his eyes glued to the suitcase of money and gold. Greed had clouded his judgment completely. 

"She's yours now, Thakur Sahebs. You can... test her tonight. See if she's suitable for all of you." His wife nodded eagerly in agreement, still fingering the stacks of cash.

Meanwhile, Kabir had spotted three beautiful teenage girls peeking curiously from behind a wall. With a charming smile and a crook of his finger, he beckoned them over. 

The girls, aged around 18-20, giggled and sneaked out of their houses to approach him willingly. 

"Want to have some fun tonight?" Kabir asked them with a wink. They nodded eagerly, ready to spend the night with the handsome Thakur brother without a second thought about consequences or reputations, especially if he's their handsome Chote Thakur.

"Vaha nadi ke pass ek khali jhopdi hai hum waha Chale chote thakur?" One 20 year old girl suggested.

"Thik hai chalo," Kabir replied with a knowing smirk, already planning to take advantage of the situation with the three eager girls. He led them towards the secluded hut by the riverbank where no one would hear their screams of pleasure or see their naked bodies intertwined under moonlight.

 The girls followed him obediently, their hearts pounding with excitement and anticipation of being ravished by Kabir Thakur all night long. 

Meanwhile back at Sarpanch house:

The Sarpanch's daughter, Rani, stood nervously in front of the Thakur men. Her father had pushed her forward, his voice barely audible as he whispered, "Go on, satisfy them." 

Abhay looked at her with a smirk, his arrogance evident. "Ae ladki, Bade Thakur ko naam bta apna." He demanded. 

Rani swallowed hard and managed to squeak out her name. "R-Rani."

Satyendra signaled his father to leave the room but motioned for Malini to stay. The old man nodded understandingly and excused himself, closing the door behind him. 

Malini stood there, her heart racing with a mix of fear and excitement at being alone with the powerful Thakur men and their soon-to-be-shared bride. 

She watched as Abhay turned his attention back to malini's daughter Rani, circling her like a predator. "Rani, huh?" He repeated her name mockingly.

Rishabh suddenly commanded Malini in a deep, authoritative voice, "Utaar iski saree aur dikha iski chut." His eyes were cold and demanding as he looked at Rani's mother.

 Malini hesitated for a moment, her hands shaking as she reached out to untie her daughter's saree. Rani whimpered softly, gripping the fabric tightly but ultimately yielding to her mother's trembling hands. The saree fell to the floor, leaving Rani standing naked because she didn’t wear anything inside and she'll never wear underwear after marriage as per her village tradition that girls shouldn't wear anything inside after getting married. 

So she stood there fully naked - no bra, no panty. Her small breasts, flat stomach and smooth shaved pussy were on full display. Malini gasped softly seeing her daughter's naked body.

Now she was on bed spread wide, her 20 years old pussy already dripping while Abhay and Rishabh swallowed hard, their eyes roaming over Rani's pussy form hungrily.

But they waited, knowing that according to tradition and family hierarchy, Satyendra, their father would be the first to break Rani's innocence with his 13 inch fat and hard dick. Rishabh and Abhay stood back, their massive erect dicks pressing painfully against their pants as they watched their father slowly unbuckle his belt, revealing his huge, veiny, uncut monster that sprang out the moment he unzipped.

Malini's eyes widened in shock and arousal. The pang of jealousy surged through her body for her own daughter

"Bade Thakur..." Rani whimpered softly, reaching out for her mother's hand, trying to act innocent. 

Rani's fear wasn't because she was scared of losing her virginity to Satyendra—it was because she and her mother had lied. 

Rani was not a virgin. She had lost her innocence long back and she was sleeping with village boys since her puberty hit. Now, as Satyendra's huge uncut dick approached her untouched-looking pussy, she prayed he wouldn't realize the truth. 

Malini squeezed her daughter's hand tightly, silently begging Rani to keep the secret.

"Spread your legs," Satyendra ordered gruffly.

Rani spread her legs nervously, trying to appear innocent and virgin-like. But Satyendra's experienced eyes caught the slight difference immediately. He had fucked too many girls to be fooled. 

"Ae Raand" he growled angrily, grabbing Rani's thigh and commanding Malini. "Part you daughter pussy folds and let me see inside that chut."

Malini paled, realizing their secret was out. She gently parted Rani's pussy lips with trembling fingers while Satyendra peered closer with a stern gaze.

Rishabh and Abhay, who had been eagerly unzipping their pants to reveal their enormous, veiny dicks, came closer to investigate the sudden halt.

 "What happened, dad?" Rishabh asked curiously, his huge member bouncing heavily in his hand.

 Abhay leaned over his brother's shoulder, his equally massive tool dangling between his legs. Satyendra's face turned red with anger. 

"Ye saali raand kunwari nhi hai! Chut pehle se fati hai iss Randi kutiya ki" he bellowed. The room fell silent as the realization hit them all.

Satyendra grabbed Rani roughly by the arm and dragged her to the corner of the bed. He forcefully spread her legs again and pushed four thick fingers inside her pussy without any warning or gentle preparation. 

Rani cried out in pain and surprise as Satyendra began finger-fucking her angrily, his hand moving in and out of her hole to prove her ruined virginity to his sons. 

"Dekh iss chinaal ko?" he snarled, pulling out his soaking wet fingers. "Ye fati chut dikha ke hamari Thakurain banana chahti hai saali."

Rishabh stepped forward, his face contorted with anger and disappointment. He slapped Rani's pussy hard with his open palm, the wet sound echoing through the room. "Raand kahi ki, jhut bolke humari biwi banana chahti thi kutiya!" he shouted, using foul language that made even Malini flinch. 

"We were gonna treat you like a precious virgin but you already let some village boy fuck this chut!" Abhay joined in, grabbing Rani's breasts roughly and squeezing and slapping them painfully.

"Annhhh Sarkar maaf kardo ab se ye chut sirf aap charo se thukegi. Maan Kar dijiye aapki choti si Randi ko, bhari jawani me bhool ho gayi humse ummm.... " Rani started stretching her legs desperately to get filled by huge member of Satyendra.

Satyendra's eyes narrowed as he looked at Rani's arousal with pure disgust. "Saali Raaand," he spat, grabbing his massive, uncut cock and positioning it at her entrance. 

"Ye le lund kutiya, bahot garmi chadhi hai hmm" he growled, slamming into her with one brutal thrust. Rani screamed in pain as her already stretched pussy was forced to accommodate Satyendra's enormous length.

Malini watched in horror as her daughter was brutally fucked by the Thakur patriarch but she also started taking off her clothes and started seducing Satyendra by showing her breasts and old pussy. 

Satyendra quickly lost interest in Rani as Malini began seducing him. He turned his attention to the older woman, his hands immediately grabbing her large breasts as she pressed herself against him. 

"Your daughter is a worthless slut," he growled, pushing Malini back onto the bed and climbing on top of her.

 "But you... you're a real woman." He spit on his dick and slapped it onto Malini's face. Rishabh and Abhay eagerly took his place, brutalizing Rani once more.

They grabbed her legs and spread them wide apart. Rishabh positioned himself at her front entrance while Abhay laid behind her. Without any warning or lubrication, they both pushed inside simultaneously—a brutal double penetration that made Rani scream loudly as two massive cocks stretched her tiny holes apart simultaneously—forcing them both deep inside without mercy or preparation whatsoever!

"Kutiya le Mera ras, bhar le apni kokh... lund ki bhukhi. Le apne hone wale damad ka Lund. Waise bhi tujhe se 12 saal bada hu meri Randi saas." Satyendra cursed in foul language while hammering malini's pussy that was already swollen by his sons huge cocks.

"Le raand le pyaas bujha apne chut ki." After brutally finishing inside Malini and throwing her aside by her hair, Satyendra stormed back over to Rani.

 Without hesitation, he grabbed her head and forced his still-hard, dripping cock into her small mouth, choking her with his thick length. He began fucking her throat mercilessly while Rishabh and Abhay continued pounding her pussy and ass from both sides simultaneously—Rani being used as a human fuck toy by all three Thakur men at once!

"Annhhh aur zor se kariye Sarkar dard ho raha hai par bahot maza aa rha hai 3-3 lund Ghuman kar ummm..." Rani started bouncing in pleasure to encourage the hungry beasts.

Meanwhile, the Sarpanch watched the scene unfold with wide eyes, his own cock hardening in his pants as he witnessed the Thakur men ruthlessly using his wife and daughter. 

He unzipped himself slowly, pulling out his own small member and stroking it vigorously while watching Satyendra throat-fuck Rani mercilessly alongside double penetration by Abhay and Rishabh—Malini lying naked discarded nearby with semen dripping from her holes! The Sarpanch moaned softly at the lewd sight!

Meanwhile, in the secluded hut by the river, Kabir had been relentlessly fucking the three teenage girls. He switched between missionary, spooning, and doggy style with ease, his massive cock never softening. 

The girls moaned and screamed in pleasure as they came one after another, their young bodies trembling from multiple orgasms. But Kabir remained rock hard, his stamina seemingly endless as he continued to pound into each of them without mercy.

Once the three girls were completely exhausted from their numerous orgasms, Kabir pulled out and grabbed each one by the hair, forcing them onto their knees. 

He proceeded to mouth-fuck them mercilessly, shoving his massive length down their throats until they gagged and choked. Finally, with a loud grunt, he released all his pent-up cum directly into their open mouths, filling them to the brim with his hot, sticky load. The girls struggled to swallow, some of the semen dripping out onto their chins.

After emptying his balls down their throats, Kabir finally grew too tired to continue. His semi-hard length remained in their mouths as they gently sucked and cleaned him, their hands softly stroking his shaft and balls. 

The gentle sucking and touching soon lulled him to sleep on the dirt floor of the hut, surrounded by the three exhausted but content girls who continued to worship his now-flaccid member in their sleep.

The next morning, Kabir woke up to find the three girls still naked and asleep beside him. He didn't give them a second thought as he dressed and zipped up his pants, stepping over their naked bodies to leave the hut. 

He didn't bother to wake them or say goodbye; they were just another conquest in his long list of one-night stands. 

As he walked out of the hut, he couldn't help but smirk at the thought of how easily those girls had fallen for his fair handsome face - spreading their legs without hesitation or shame.

As Kabir stepped out of the hut, he was surprised to see that dawn had not yet broken. 

The world was still shrouded in darkness when suddenly something caught his eye—a breathtakingly beautiful girl bathing in the nearby river under the moonlight. Her long hair cascaded down her back like silk threads; blue eyes sparkled even in dim light; natural red lips parted slightly as she washed herself; milky white skin glistened with water droplets—she was unlike anything Kabir had ever seen before... absolute perfection! His heart raced unexpectedly!

As the beautiful girl stepped out of the river, Kabir's eyes were immediately drawn to her hips and pussy.

 They were completely white, free from any hair or blemish—exactly how he had always imagined the perfect woman. His mouth went dry at the sight, his earlier satisfied state quickly forgotten. 

He watched as she wrapped a towel around herself, hiding those flawless hips and pussy from view. But it was too late; the image was already burned into his mind. He knew he had to have her.

Even from a distance, Kabir could sense the girl's innocence and virginity like a scent that hung heavy in the air. 

But then he watched in confusion as she started applying coal powder all over her body, turning her milky white skin grayish-black. She even added something to her eyes, making her beautiful blue orbs look ordinary and dull. The transformation was striking—and completely out of place on such a perfection. 

Kabir's confusion grew as he wondered why she would deliberately hide her beauty.

Kabir unconsciously started stroking his length through his pants as he watched the girl finish applying the coal powder, making herself look unappealing. 

He saw her put on old, dirty clothes that hid her curves and beauty. She covered her long hair with a dirty dupatta and picked up a brass pot, preparing to go somewhere. His massive tool hardened again at the contrast - from goddess to village girl in mere minutes. He bit his lower lip, trying to understand her reasoning.

Kabir approached the spot where the girl had been bathing, kneeling down to drink the water her beautiful body had touched. 

As he stood up, he noticed her bare footprints clearly visible on the mud, leading away from the river. His heart racing, he unbuttoned the top few buttons of his shirt, revealing his chiseled chest. He then scooped up some wet mud from the ground and applied it generously on his bare chest, marking himself with her unknowing touch.

"This will be our wife... our the only Thakurain," 

Kabir's declaration echoed through the quiet morning air as he continued to rub the mud onto his chest, his eyes still fixated on the footprints leading away from the river. 

He knew that he would stop at nothing to make this girl his - and his brothers and fathers. She would be their shared wife, their queen, their everything. No other woman would compare to her. No other woman would even exist for them after they had her.