I. First night
Draupadi walked in
to her bedroom clad in her
finest, like a bride.
Transparent sari
veiling her face, downcast eyes,
alluring dark skin.
Bright red bindi on
forehead, red quivering lips,
breasts and hips swaying.
Yudhishthra, her first
husband sat eager on the
emperor sized bed,
He the oldest of
the five Pandava brothers,
she was married to.
They descendants of
the sub-continent’s first ever
emperor — Bharat.
While unusual,
she wasn’t the first to have
multiple husbands.
And each had many
wives, that not so unusual
for any rich man.
But she was still their
favorite, cause she knew how
to keep each one hooked.
She bent to touch Y’s
feet showing respect, her hands
lightly lingering.
Then sat next to him
and said “I need to confess
what I did last week”.
“This might anger you,
do you want me?”, he nodded
yes, doubly eager.
“That was the day your
evil cousin Duryodhan
was visiting us.
I hurried past him
in the empty corridor
when he grabbed my arm.
And said “Why do you
run from me, stop a second
so I can see you”.
He pushed me against
the wall, trapped my arms above.
His eyes filled with lust.
And said “If you can
fuck five men why can’t you fuck
me too, you cheap whore”
I was about to
scream when he stuffed my sari
end into my mouth.
And ripped my bodice,
his hand grabbed my right breast and
kneaded it so hard.
That it brought tears to
my eyes, my nipple trapped by
his pinching fingers.
[Y had unleashed his
white loincloth and started
to rub his soft cock.]
He pushed his crotch in
between my legs, trapping me
while his hands savaged.
My sensitive nips
growing against my own will,
he laughed as he felt.
He bent down to bite
them, my back arched in response
to pain mixed pleasure.
I was now losing
control of my own body’s
response to his hands.
[Y now stroking his
stiff member, eyes glazed as he
imagined the scene].
Both my breasts now raw
and completely exposed to
anyone walking.
He pulled my nipples
held between his teeth until
they were pointed long.
His hand pulled up my
sari to grasp my thighs hard,
laughing as I gasped.
Saying “I’m fucking
you in your own home and your
five husbands can’t help”.
“You like this don’t you”
he said, when his finger reached
inside my wet cunt.
[Y was now panting
as he stroked his cock, that had
never been this hard].
I was revulsed by
him yet my pussy hungry
for his probing touch.
Shaking as I felt
his finger digging deep in
my wet inner flesh.
He pushed me to ground
tore off my sari and plunged
his cock straight in me.
Pounding me hard as
I screamed in my mouth from the
pain and the pleasure.
Nails from his right hand
digging into my soft bum
as he drew me tight.
His mouth chewing my
nipples, neck, nose and earlobe,
biting everywhere.
Then he pulled out to
splatter his warm sperm across
my face and my mouth.
Wiped his cock on me
and stood up saying “One day
I’m going to strip you”
“Naked in front of
the entire assembly, so
they see you’re a slut”.
And then he walked off,
leaving me shaking from the
massive orgasm.”
Draupadi turned to
Y and saw him spurting out,
fucked just by her mind.
As Y left her room
wondering if that was real
or all imagined.
II. Second night
Bhima the giant,
Draupadi’s second husband,
walked into her room.
She dressed a soldier —
armor over naked chest,
tight cloth around loin,
Her back, arms and legs
naked, her dark skin shining
in the soft lamp light.
Hair in topknot, kohl
around eyes and red lipstick
her ornaments.
“Strip” she yelled at him,
the giant duly complied,
as he always did.
Leaving only the
cloth that covered his large cock.
She walked around him.
Inspecting his large
and muscled frame, tight rear buns,
as he breathed heavy.
This man a terror
on the streets, was a baby
under her command.
Her hand brushed his bum
as he shivered in response.
She yanked on his cloth.
Pulling his cock down
“Spread your legs” she ordered and
reached down to his cock.
Holding it by its
tip to stretch it further back,
feeling it enlarge.
As her hands reached up
to grasp it tighter, as it
tried to straighten out.
B now desperate
to let his giant cock hang loose,
yet she not letting.
She started to milk
it slowly like she would her
most favorite cow.
Bhima groaned as he
felt her hands tight on his cock,
pulling it far back.
Her wrist rubbing his
arse crack and hole as it went
back and forth each time.
Her hand now reached up
to his left nipple, raking
it until it rose.
Then holding it with
her nails, pinching it hard as
it grew much larger.
“Lie down” she ordered,
took off her loincloth, pussy
shaved and gleaming wet.
Then climbed atop his
face, her soft pungent lips now
right across from his.
“Lick me” she ordered,
he thrust his tongue deep into
her, probing inside.
Like the tentacles
of an octopus, scaly,
soft and writhing fast.
She bounced on his tongue,
the largeness of it filling
up her vagina.
As it snaked inside
of her, lapping up her now
overflowing juice.
His tongue so thirsty
for every single drop of
her pussy nectar.
She pulled off his chest
and moved to his giant cock
standing stiff in air.
Opened her puffy
vagina lips with its tip
as she stayed on top.
Slowly rubbing up
and down over its ridge as
he groaned wanting more.
She pulled out and said
“Turn over”, reaching for her
black, oily dildo.
Spread his legs and pressed
it against his arse hole, his
body now tensing.
A low moan escaped
his lips as he shuddered in
anticipation.
She pushed in a bit,
his hole still tight as body
was still tensed in fear.
Reached around to stroke
his cock, dildo pressing in
inch by inch inwards.
Her strokes speeding up
as the dildo went further
inside the giant.
He was now groaning
as he felt the waves of pain
and pleasure ramming.
His behind as her
hands worked their magic on his
rock hard giant cock.
Dildo now thrusting
with every stroke of his cock,
pleasure manifold.
Bhima orgasmed,
his cock twitching long after
every sperm was spent.
“Leave” she ordered, he
hurriedly grabbed his things to
rush quick out her room.
III. Third night
Naked on her bed
Draupadi lay that warm night,
body filmed by sweat.
Flickering light from
oil lamps casting dark shadows
on her burnished skin.
Arjuna her third
husband and the man who had
won her hand would come.
While she loved them all
he was the one who could make
her go mad with lust.
Her groin throbbed as she
played back the memorable
events from that day.
That morning while she
was helping her mom in law
cook he had walked in.
She was standing there
supervising cooks when she
felt his cock behind.
And then his hands reached
under her sari to cup
her perfect round breasts.
Teasing her nipples,
as he dug his cock into
her glorious bottom.
His lips grazing the
back of her neck as the cooks
scurried unaware.
Her pussy now wet
as she felt his hands roaming
all over her breasts.
Now under armpit,
her secret pleasure spot that
only he knew of.
Just as her knees were
starting to buckle under
he vanished from sight.
Later she readied
for her bath, maid removing
her clothes and jewels.
Slipped into the bath
only to feel a cock slip
right inside of her.
Arjuna grabbed her
tight hips as he slow fucked her
under bath water.
The maids trying hard
to hide their smiles and obvious
spike in their desire.
Eyes wide open they
looked on as Arjuna now
fucked her in the bath.
Maids drawing closer
as if entranced by the sight
of his cock in her.
He gestured at two
who took off their clothes to slip
inside the big bath.
Their slender bodies
and small perky breasts heaving
with their heavy breaths.
They pressed into him
from either side as he kept
pounding into her.
Breasts pressing his arms
as their hands felt the muscles
on his so broad chest.
He kissed one of them,
while the other explored his
nipples with her mouth.
Their hairless cunts now
rubbing his thighs as he sped
up inside of her.
Hands now on his tight
bum as they explored his ass,
fingers on his ridge.
And then slipping in
just a bit, as his tongue dug
deep into a mouth.
She could feel him close
when he abruptly pulled out
and ran out laughing.
“See you tonight” he
said as her cunt yearned to be
with his cock again.
So she lay in bed
waiting, wet with yearning for
him, when he entered.
Blew out the lights as
he came up to say “I’ve got
a surprise for you”.
“Don’t say anything
Draupadi, just relax and
enjoy what happens”
She nodded then sensed
that someone else was in the
room, waiting eager.
She smelt him before
she saw him, the smell of a
hardworking farmhand.
She could see the white
of his teeth as he leered, not
believing his luck.
His sweaty naked
body glistened as he took
off his dirty clothes.
His thick cock rigid
in anticipation of
the rich feast laid out.
She could smell manure
that he had mixed into land
to fertilize it.
Arjuna held her
hands as he moved close unsure
of her reaction.
The farmhand knelt on
the bed, his calloused hands now
reaching to touch her.
An untouchable he
lay his grimy hands on the
queen of the nation.
She shivered as he
touched her belly tentative,
then pressing firmer.
Then his maleness took
over as he kissed her rough,
his breath gagging her.
As she tried hard not
to throw up in her mouth, his
body settling down.
Her breath puffed all out
as she felt his heaviness
on her, crushing down.
His sweaty filthy
body now right on top her,
his hands exploring.
He bit her lips hard
as she freed her hand to wrap
his well muscled back.
His teeth now at her
nipples sucking hard on them,
then nibbling softly.
He pulled half her breast
into his mouth, her back arched
up in deep pleasure.
He stuck his calloused
dirty hand into her mouth
forcing her to suck.
As he probed inside
as if eager to touch all
parts of her body.
His cock slipped inside
her wet pussy, so hungry
to be filled by him.
She raked his back as
he pounded into her, his
hands behind her head.
Pulling her silken
hair back, his hand on her breast
as he thrust deep in.
He pulled his cock out
and still holding her hair, drew
her mouth towards it.
Now his thick rigid
cock was fucking her mouth as
she tried not to choke.
He held her hair tight
as he thrust his cock deep in
her luscious red mouth.
That until that day
had never known the taste of
a working man’s cock.
Unwashed for many
days and reeking of the smell
of sweat and the earth.
Yet she couldn’t get
enough of the cock in her
mouth, opening wide.
He came in her mouth
as she hungrily sucked up
every little bit.
Having forgotten
Arjuna entirely, she
now turned to find him.
And could only see
the remnants of his sperm wet
on the ground near her.
The farmhand wasn’t
finished with her yet, as he
stuck his finger in.
Then two as he felt
her insides, touching her ridge,
thumb rubbing her clit.
Waves of pleasure racked
her body as she felt an
explosion inside.
Fell back exhausted
and watched the man slip away
into the darkness.
She woke up feeling
awesome, wondering if she
had dreamt all of it.
IV. Fourth night
Draupadi had just
finished nursing her baby
when the twins walked in.
Her last two husbands -
Nakula, Sahadeva,
youngest of the lot.
They treated her like
the mom they had lost when they
were still very young.
The maid left with her
baby as the twins hugged her,
standing up to kiss.
Opened her bodice
to expose her breasts, nipples
engorged from nursing.
As they bent down to
suckle on it, licking drops
of milk that still flowed.
She sighed as she moved
them all back onto her bed,
lying under them.
Abandoning self
to the feel of two grown boys,
suckling like babies.
She reached down to feel
their cocks now showing signs of
life, growing stiffer.
Her back arched as she
fed the combined pressure of
these two hungry mouths.
They had pushed up her
sari above her waist, hands
exploring her thighs.
Pulled her legs apart
to completely reveal her
soft inviting cunt.
N and S stuck a
finger each into her cunt,
probing, exploring.
As if two writhing snakes
were mating inside of her
sensitive pussy.
Moaning loudly as
she felt the boys touching her
many pleasure spots.
As if they had a
map to the insides of her
sweet tasting pussy.
N now slipped his dick
into her cunt, while S hugged
N from behind him.
S’s cock digging
into N’s arse crack as N’s
cock thrust into her.
N’s pleasure doubled
from his cock thrust in her and
S’s cock on him.
The two boys pushing
in sync as they pounded in
to her and themselves.
She cried out loud as
she came, their faces lighting
up in sheer pleasure.
Then pulled off her to
wrap around each other, dicks
in the other’s mouth.
Hands playing with balls,
fingers probing into their
sensitive arseholes.
The twins had come to
rely on each other since
their mom had died young.
They sucked each other’s
dicks with tenderness, lips tight,
tongue licking the tip.
Teeth pressing gently
on each other’s throbbing cocks,
hand stroking below.
They came together,
the twins as always very
co-ordinated.
Draupadi smiled with
motherly love seeing their
faces lit with joy.
Its only with her
that they had the full freedom
to be their own selves.
V. Fifth night
Draupadi was just
about to sleep when she heard
a knock on her door.
She wrapped a sari
around her naked body
to see who it was.
Standing outside was
the wife of Duryodhana,
the evil cousin.
Who apologized
for being so late and asked
if she could come in.
“I came for your help”,
she said, “my husband never
sleeps with me in bed”.
“He prefers to be
with the maids and the other
wives in his harem”.
“I his first wife and
the mother of the heir to
his throne, need your help”.
Draupadi feeling
sorry for her plight asked her
to abide two rules.
“You have to do as
I tell you and keep this a
secret between us”.
She felt her pussy
tingle as the cousin’s wife
nodded yes to her.
She walked her over
to the tall mirror, lit lamps
and stood behind her.
“You’e braided your hair
like a grandmother, loosen
it and he’ll want you”.
Loosening her hair
as she spoke, freeing it of
self-imposed constraints.
Her breath warming up
the cousin’s wife as she stood
close behind her back.
Reached out to lift her
chin, gently stroked her soft cheek,
and rubbed her plain lips.
Pulled out her lipstick
and applied it on her lips,
touch soft and tender.
Hand on her shoulder,
she could feel her heart beating
faster from her touch.
Pulled the wife’s sari
off “this is too thick and hides
your body from him”.
Then took her sari
off and gave it to cousin’s
wife, “do you like this?”
Her naked breast and
dark nipples now exposed to
her wide, unsure eyes.
D’s sari now draped
around the cousin’s wife, they
went back to mirror.
“See how your large breasts
are not hidden anymore”,
D said, she nodded.
D took the sari
off “You need to let go of
your bodice” she said.
Lifting her breasts to
fill out her bodice, “These are
too loose for your size”.
Still standing behind
she unfastened her bodice
button by button.
Until her breasts were
now showing, dark nipples in
sharp relief on skin.
“You have beautiful
breasts” she said, as she cupped them.
You’re not using them”.
“They are large and round,
and firm”, she said as she ran
her hands around them.
The cousin’s wife now
clearly responding to her
touch, her nipples grown.
And eyes closed as D
continued to press the soft
flesh of her two breasts.
“How can he resist
sucking these nipples” she said
as she played with them.
“These have become so
long and big with my fingers”,
she said as she pulled.
The cousin’s wife had
now leaned her body back on
to D, submitting.
“Has he ever touched
you like this” she asked as she
now pinched her nipples.
“No” the cousin’s wife
moaned, all her senses focussed
on her ripe nipples.
“Next time you go to
him, don’t wear a bodice just
a see through sari”.
“And make sure that your
nipples are erect like now,
so he can’t resist”.
D lifted arms of
the cousin’s wife so it wrapped
tight around her neck.
And leaned in to kiss
her on the neck and shoulders,
nibble her earlobe.
Tongue licking inside
her ear, as the cousin’s wife
trembled with passion.
D could sense that all
resistance had fled, body
eager for D’s touch.
She ran her hands up
to her armpits, rubbing its
soft sensitive skin.
The cousin’s wife moaned
feeling intense pleasure as
D started to lick.
Armpits tasting of
her sweat and the sweet essence
of her body’s lust.
D mixed in a bit
of her deodorant paste, “This
smell will drive him mad”
Knowing well that her
evil cousin Duryodhan,
lusted after D.
“Let me see the rest
of you she said, removing
quickly all her clothes”.
The cousin’s wife stood
naked, body glistening
with sweat and desire.
Her hands hiding her
hairy pussy, “Move your hands”,
said D, standing back.
D walked around the
cousin’s wife, feeling her smooth
skin and ample curves.
Ran her hands down her
curvy back, over her bum,
exploring fearless.
Bent down in front of
her moist hairy pussy lips
“We need to shave this”.
Sat her down on a
comfortable chair, spread her
legs over the arms.
Her pussy lips now
right in front of her face as
she lathered the hair.
The cousin’s wife arched
her back, unable to bear
these new sensations.
Orgasming at the
first touch of razor on her
so sensitive skin.
Her body racked by
waves of pleasure each time the
razor touched her skin.
D’s fingers now deep
inside her cunt as she stretched
the skin to shave it.
Thumb on her clit that
she rolled across, massaging
it relentlessly.
Pussy now baby
soft and virginal as she
kissed the clitoris.
“You taste great in here”,
D said as her tongue probed deep
in the cousin’s wife.
“Once he kisses you
here, that taste will never leave
his mind for all time”.
The cousin’s wife was
now pressing D’s face into
her cunt, wanting more.
All inhibition
gone as she pulled D to the
bed, and lay on her.
Kissed D on her lips,
tongue exploring deep inside,
hands wandering wide.
Her fingers now in
D’s soaking wet pussy as
she went on kissing.
The other hand at
D’s perfect round breasts, pulling
the engorged nipple.
Wasn’t long before
D orgasmed, the cousin’s
wife had hidden skills.
Both women lay back
exhausted, room filled with the
divine smell of them.
D had just fucked the
wife of the man who was the
villain in their lives.
Draupadi looked to
the far corner of the room,
where Arjuna stood.
Behind the curtains,
his usual position,
he so keen to know.
Everything about,
her — she had no secrets from
him, so intimate.
Risking 12 years of
exile if caught when she was
with other husband.
But next to his feet
she saw two more sandal clad,
very familiar.
He brought his dear friend
this time, she smiled to herself,
as she fell asleep.
©️ Siva Raj, 2019
