Rina pushed open the creaky door of the hut and stepped inside, her thin cotton sari clinging to her sweat-slick skin. The afternoon heat was brutal, but what burned hotter was the ache between her legs. She had seen him watching her at the pond that morning, his eyes locked on her wet blouse and the way her dark nipples poked through the fabric. Now he was here, waiting in the shadows like she knew he would be.
"Close the fucking door," he growled, voice low and rough. It was the neighbor's son, Rafiq, tall and lean with hands that looked made for grabbing.
Rina slammed the bolt shut and turned to face him. "You came fast. Couldn't wait to stick that cock in me, could you?"
He stepped forward and yanked her sari off her shoulder in one hard pull. The cloth slid down, exposing her full brown breasts. Rafiq didn't waste time with soft touches. He grabbed both tits, squeezing hard, thumbs rubbing her stiff nipples until she moaned.
"Fuck, these are heavy," he said, pinching one nipple and twisting. "Been thinking about sucking them since I saw you bathing."
Rina reached down and grabbed his cock through his lungi. It was already thick and hard, throbbing against her palm. She squeezed it roughly. "Then stop talking and fuck me. I need it deep and dirty."
He shoved her toward the charpoy bed. Rina fell back, legs spreading automatically. Rafiq ripped the rest of her sari away, leaving her naked. He dropped his lungi and his cock sprang free, long, veined, and leaking at the tip. He climbed on top, no kissing, no romance, just raw need.
He lined up and slammed into her wet cunt in one thrust. Rina cried out as he stretched her open, his balls slapping against her ass. "Yes, fuck me hard," she hissed, wrapping her legs around him. "Pound that pussy like you mean it."
Rafiq didn't hold back. He fucked her with fast, brutal strokes, the bed creaking under them. Each thrust drove deep, hitting her cervix and making her juices splash out. Rina clawed his back, pulling him closer so her clit rubbed against his pubic bone.
"Harder, you bastard," she demanded. "Make me come on that thick cock."
He flipped her onto her stomach, pulled her hips up, and drove back in from behind. His hands gripped her ass cheeks, spreading them wide while he watched his cock disappear into her soaked hole. "Look at this greedy cunt swallowing me," he grunted. "You're dripping all over my balls."
Rina pushed back against every thrust, meeting him halfway. The wet sounds of their fucking filled the hut. She reached between her legs and rubbed her swollen clit in tight circles. "I'm close, don't stop. Fill me up when you come."
Rafiq slammed faster, sweat dripping onto her back. His cock swelled inside her, then he buried himself to the root and unloaded, hot spurts of cum flooding her pussy. Rina came with him, her walls clenching tight, milking every drop while she moaned his name.
They stayed locked together, breathing hard, his cum already leaking down her thighs. Rafiq pulled out and slapped her ass. "Turn over. I'm not done with you yet."
Rina rolled onto her back, spreading her legs again so he could see his cum oozing from her freshly fucked hole. She dipped two fingers inside and brought them to her mouth, sucking them clean while staring at him. "Then get that cock hard again and fuck my mouth this time. I want to taste us both."
Rafiq's eyes darkened. He grabbed her hair and pulled her face to his still-hard dick. "Open wide, you filthy girl. This is going to be a long afternoon."
He pushed into her mouth, and Rina took him deep, tongue swirling around the head while more cum and her own juices coated her throat. Outside, the village carried on, but inside the hut they kept going, raw and relentless, until the sun dropped and both were spent, bodies sticky with sweat and sex. Rina smiled as she lay there, already thinking about the next time he would come knocking for another round of dirty fucking.
