The sun beats down mercilessly on the dusty backroads of a rural Indian village. Heat waves shimmer and distort the distant horizon. In a small, cramped home nestled in a grove of mango trees, Amrita lies in bed, daydreaming lazily through the open window.
At only 18 years old, Amrita is a stunning young beauty – with long raven hair, flawless golden skin, and pretty features. Like most girls from her village, she wears colorful garments – a fitted red and green choli top that shows off her perky tits, and a matching skirt called a lehenga. With her tight curves and wide hips, all the boys in the village are crazy for her. But Amrita is a tease, flaunting her sexy body and batting her long lashes – never giving in to their lustful demands.
That is, until she met Raj – a handsome young man from a nearby town. He’s a few years older than her, and much more worldly and sophisticated. Raj is stylish and confident, with a devilish glint in his eye. The first time their eyes met, Amrita felt a spark of electricity course through her body. Her face flushed, her pussy clenched, and she knew she had to have him.
Raj pursued Amrita relentlessly, showering her with compliments, gifts, and stolen kisses whenever they could find a moment alone. Slowly but surely, he won her over, eroding her defenses with his smoldering charm. Amrita started sneaking out of the house to meet him late at night, when her family was asleep. They would go to a secret spot hidden in the jungle – a waterfall that only Raj knew about.
Under the light of the full moon, they would make love with a passion that knew no bounds. Raj would take Amrita in his strong arms and worship every inch of her luscious body – caressing her smooth skin and full breasts, kissing a trail of fire down to her aching pussy. He’d spread her thick thighs and bury his face between them, lapping at her sweet nectar until she was bucking and trembling, her cunt squeezed tightly around his plunging tongue.
When Amrita was perfectly dripping wet, Raj would slide up her body and plunge his thick cock deep into her tight virgin hole. She’d cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure as he stretched her open and started pumping in and out. They’d fuck hard and fast, in a sweaty tangle of limbs, until Amrita was cumming and gushing all over Raj’s pistoning cock. Afterward, they’d collapse together in blissful exhaustion.
As the steamy summer months went on, Amrita and Raj’s forbidden love affair only intensified. They started stealing away during the day too – to make secret trips to a nearby cottage Raj knew of. The secluded cottage had a big bed with soft pillows and satin sheets. Every chance they got, they would slip off there to fuck their brains out for hours on end.
Raj loved staking his claim on Amrita’s gorgeous body. He’d have her sit on his face and hump his mouth until her thighs were shaking. Then he’d flip her over and spank her juicy ass as he plowed into her pussy from behind. Amrita was his personal fucktoy and he took full advantage – pounding her tight cunt in every position imaginable. He even started training her to take his huge cock up her ass.
By the end of summer, poor Amrita was a total wreck. Her pussy was constantly sore and drooling from all the hard fucking. She was always walking bowlegged and wincing. Her tits were covered in bloody bite marks and nipple bruises from Raj’s eager mouth. And she had a perpetual bellyache from letting him cum deep inside her unprotected cunt every single day.
Amrita crying and bleeding all alone when she realizes she is pregnant with Raj’s baby. She knew her parents would disown her if they found out. She had no choice but to run away to the city and have the baby in secret. Amrita ended up alone, penniless and pregnant on the streets of Mumbai, sold into sex slavery as the naked plaything of a sadistic brothel owner. She was just another victim of the dark forces of poverty, sexism and religious oppression that still plague parts of India to this day.