Revenge On Bullies-part 3 -taking Down Aarif
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Welcome back to the third installation dear indian sex stories dot net readers. I hope you all are having a good read. A short recap of the previous part: In part 2, I got my revenge on Rajesh, one of my four bullies. I arrested him and his wife straight away from their wedding ceremony. In the lock up, his wife, Monica was gangbanged by me and my subordinates and Monica became my submissive slut. On top that, Rajesh was turned into a sissy and cum eating faggot! Now let’s get started with Part3. In order to add more humiliation on Rajesh, I made him get ass fucked by all the jail inmates. One of the inmates was named Anwar Hatela, a local gangster who literally nailed Rajesh as if he was a slut. He used to make lick his asshole and he was a permanent cum bucket for all the prisoners in the lock up. Durga madam and other lady officials were also having a lot of fun. Monica was released on grounds of forced manipulation but I and my officers didn’t stop banging her and she was supposed to take my dick in her pussy all day which she loved, as she was now a no good whore. I was apparently the coolest police officer in town. I was wiping out criminals and enabling people to enjoy sex. But deep down inside I craved for some passionate love making with my mom and sister. I made up my mind that I can get the retribution later but at first, I want to propose to at least one of my loves. Suddenly in the evening one day, I got a call from Iqbal. “Hello, Iqbal! What made you call me? Where are you?” I asked on the phone. “Iqbal sir you wouldn’t believe whom I and Shiva caught today. This nasty bastard was driving off limits. He tried to outrace us. Lekin pakda gaya saala.” he replied. “So get him here at police station. Aur uski complaint darj karo. Saala aaj kal logo ko traffic rules ki koi parwa hi nahi. Get him here. Fine tho lagega hi.” “Sir! Aap believe nahi karenge kon hai ye. Aap bas ek kam karein. Me kuch der me aapko address whatsapp karta hoon. Waha pe aajana!” “Hmmm kya baat hai Iqbal. Apne seniors ko order dene lage ho. Future commissioner in the making!” I remarked sarcastically. “Hahahha! sir aap bhi. Aap aao tho. Aapne humein itne maze karayein us din. Aaj hum aapko surprise denge.” What were these guys upto? Anyway they had my curiosity. In the headquarters, Mishra ji was busy banging Monica. I thought that let him have some fun here I will take JP babu along with me since he missed the party last night as his grandson was a little feverish. I implored Mishra ji to continue and look after everything. Then Anwar Hatela from the inside said “Arrey SP sahib! Tension kahe ko lete ho! Apun pantar log kuch nahi karenge. Bahar tho saala jindagi ki gand fateli hai. Yaha lock up me itna majja karta hai apun. ” “Kya baat hai re Anwar. Tut ho sudhar ne laga.” I complimented him. “Sudharne ka nahi hai apun ko! Nahi tho jail se chut jayenge aur itni masti nahi kar payenge. ” Well, my revenge had put everything in motion. Sex is something that even compels police and chor to work together. So without tension, I took JP babu with me to the address that Iqbal had what sapped me. When I reached their house, I was startled as fuck! The guy whom Iqbal and Shiva had caught was none other than Aarif! One of my bullies! Damn, I was thrilled! “oh ho! Kya baat hai bhaiyon! Kya machli maari hai! Killer shark mara hai tum dono ne!” “Yeh wohi chutiya hai na Aarif! Jisse hum seedha karna hai. Aapne humein bataya tha iske bare me. Bahut hero ban raha tha pehle saala chutiya. Thora maar khaya tho aapne aap aukad pe aa gaya.” Said Shiva. “Hmmm I see! First off, seize his car!” I ordered. “Abey oye do kaudi se inspector. Meri gaadi ko haath mat lagana!” he barked like a dog at me. Iqbal caught him by the hair and gutted him. “saale bhadwe! madarchod! Hero banega sahib ke samne? Teri gaadi tho kya hum teri kis kis cheez ko haath lagayenge tujhe pata bhi nahi chalega!” “Hahaha! Kya bhai Aarif! Mujhe nahi pehchana! Khair tut ho hamesha tha hi unpadh! Ye le read my name!” then I showed my badge with my name inscribed “SP AYUSHMAN PANDIT”. “Tu? tu tho? battery? tu police me…” before Aarif could continue I took out my belt and thrashed him. “saalon! kutton! tumhe samajh nahi ata ek baar me! Kitni bar tumhe tumhari aukad yaad dilani paregi haan bey!” phat! phat! I beat the crap out of him. Then what I saw was mind blowing. A woman! Sorry, a MILF came there and started pleading to forgive Aarif. This bitch was Shahida, Aarif’s mom. Now the bells of vengeance tolled inside my mind. She pushed me aside and shouted “How dare you touch my son you bastard! Get your hands off him!” Hmmmm I liked it. It would be so much fun to fuck a wild bitch’s brains out. Then I exclaimed “Excuse Ma’am! But you do know what your son was up to. He was caught by my officers breaking traffic rules. He was driving off limits! What if someone would have died because of him? Is his pleasure bigger than someone’s life?” “What? Aarif! is it true what he is saying?” “No mom! I was just ………” I interrupted and caught him by the collar and said “Abey oye zada hero mat ban! We know everything! Aur abhi tu lock up me jayega! Waha 6 ghante rahega . After that if someone turns up on your behalf to bail you out, then only your can leave. Chal !” I started taking him out but his mom stopped me and started begging to leave her son. I was reminded how my mom begged in front of them to leave but these bastards didn’t listen to a word she said. It is about time Karma struck back! After all it is rightly said “Karma is a bitch!” “Please beta I beg you! Spare him! Tum jo bologe me karungi! Iss nalayak ne mera jeena haram kar diya hai. Humare saare paise pata nahi kaha kaha udata firta hai. Tum tho ek samajhar aadmi ho. Police wale ho. Tumhari bhi tho maa hogi. Mujhe aapni maa samajh ke meri baat maan lo. Iske taraf se me maafi mangti hu!” she begged forgiveness. She said that “Beta mujhe aapni maa samajh lo”. Aur me tho saala apni maa ka tha hi deewana. How to fuck her kept on bugging my mind. And here she gave me a green signal to fuck her in a certain way. ‘Dekhiye Shahida ji! Paise tho lagenge! Agar aap abhi iske zamanat ke paise de sakte hein tho de dijiye. Mai isse chor dunga. Chaliye 2 lakh leke aiye. Nahi tho isko jail me thus dunga!” She slapped Aarif. “Kaise beta hai tu. Apni ammi ki koi bhi izzat nahi tujhe? mera jeena haram kar diya tune nalayak!” and she went inside to get some money. Ah btw I forgot to tell. She looked mind blowing in the dress that she wore at that point of time. She was dressed in a sleeveless deepneck kurti and she was fair like milk. I couldn’t wait to her fuck her brains out and make this asshole Aarif watch. Well I do things my own way. She came out with some of her jewellery and said “Ye lijiye abhi mere pass itna hi hai. Bas mere bête ko chor dijiye.” she started crying. I saw Aarif’s face. Man he was such a bastard. His mother is being shamed because of him and he is looking at her angrily as if she has committed a sin. But no problem; he was going to pay for it. “Ammi! Aapki himmat kaise hui in 2 kaudi ke police waalon ko apne gehne dene ki. Isse andar rakho warna tumhe maarunga!” thad! Shiva slapped him ” Saale! besharam apni ammi se aise baat karta hai! Ek to teri jaan bachane ka try kar rahi hai. Koi parwa nahi tujhe.” “ya allah! mene aisa kya kiya jo mujhe aisa beta mila. Aisi kismet kisi ka naa ho. Mera beta mujhe maarne ki baat kar raha hai.” she lamented. Now my game began. I told her “Dekhiye Shahida ji. Hume inn gehon ki koi zarurat nahi. Aap inhe rakh sakti hein. Hum bail ka fine bhi nahi lenge. Lekin aapka jo ye namakharam beta Aarif hai isko sabak tho sikhana para nahi?” I smirked like the tharkiest man on this planet. “Mai samjhi nahi sahib?” she asked. “Arrey aap mujhe sahib na bulayein. Mujhe naam se bulayein. Ayushman. Aapke bête jaisa hi hu. Lekin ye beta chahta hai uski maa uske liye kuch kare.” saying this I ran my hands over her arm. Oh god! it was as smooth as molten butter. I wondered how her pussy would be. “Dekho ye tum thik nahi kar rahe ho. Police waale ho to matlab kuch bhi karoge?” she retorted. “Chal raand. Apne kapde nikal faikh. Tujhe aaj hum itna such denge ki nahi tere shauhar ne diya hoga aur nahi yeh tera chutiya beta Aarif kabhi de payega!” I said. “Yeh kya kehe rahe ho tum? Mai koi rakhail nahi hu samjhe.” “Naa rey Shahida tu aaj hum sab ki rakhail banegi. Sir! Aaj pehli koi Pathan aurat ko chodne ko milega Yes!Yes! Yes! ” said Iqbal. He is from the Qureshi muslim community. Apparently there is some backlash between Qureshi’s and Pathan’s in the muslim community. Iqbal had once confessed that it was him dream fuck a Pathan girl. “Arrey Shahida begum! Itna itrao mat! Dekho humne tumhara fine maaf kar diya. Lekin ab uske badle tumhe humare kuch tho karna padega naa.” And I dropped off my trousers and took out my dick. Shahida was in awe. She was like Oh my god! What a spectacular thing you have got! “Do you wanna feel it. Go ahead! You called me your son right? Well a good son like me knows how to keep his mommy happy.” She dropped on her knees and started stroking my cock. She then licked the top of my dick and made it rock hard like an iron. Meanwhile Iqbal and Shiva and also took their weapons out of their pants and started stripping Shahida’s top. After a few strokes she started blowing me. Ahhh what a feeling it was. He lips all around my cock. uuuuhhhhh it was so good. With her hands she was busy stroking Iqbal and Shiva. She took turns and blew each one of us. She stopped for a while and undid her bra. Her melons popped out and my world! her boobs were awesome! Those soft ball! In no time I gave them a nice squeeze and Shahida was in full bitch mode. Aarif was stunned. How I loved the look on his face! He was disgusted but he deserved that. For taking me lightly and for treating his mom like shit. So in a dirty way, we both were having our revenge on this prick. “Ammi! Ye kya kar rahi ho! Tumhe koi lihaz nahi hai.” “Chup kar saale nalayak kahi ke. Aapni aami ki izzat tho karta nahi! Kamse usse thoda satisfaction to paa lene de jo tera namard abbu nahi de pata.” “Aarif beta aaj tho yahi baith ke dekhega ki kaise hum teri maa chut ko chod chod ke bhosada banate hein. yaha se hila bosedk tho gaand mar dunga teri aur lock up me daal dunga samjha! Chup chup baith aur dekh apni ammi ko hamari rakhail bante huye.” She continued blowing us. JP babu then suddenly turned up. He was busy talking on the phone to someone. I told him “JP babu kaha chale jaate ho yarr.” “Arrey sir! mujhe pata nahi tha. Acha tho ye party hai. Maza aa gaya sir! Me bhi join kar lu?” “Aap hi ka tho intezaar ho raha tha. chaliye ayiye aur choda iss randi ko pel pel ke.” What a greatful boss am I. So proud of myself. lol. kidding. Then JP babu entered the fray and pushed his cock inside Shahida’s mouth and began mouth fucking her like a mad man. Then she got on all fours and I tore her panties. I began fucking her pussy while those three continued with her mouth. Shahida was in full heat. “aaahhhhh yes yes yes! fuck me like the worthless whore I am!” Then one by one we kept on fucking her pussy. Now Iqbal went underneath and pushed his cock inside her ass. Shahida was on Iqbal’s lap in a reverse cowboy style. For five minutes he mauled her butt hole. We took our chance to make fun of Aarif who was forced to watch it. I so loved the look on his face. So humiliated! So degraded! But I wanted to inflict further humiliation. Then JP babu shoved his cock into her pussy and they began DPing her. I thought of something things different. I told JP babu to adjust a little and fuck in a squatting position. He complied. Now what I did was I too shoved my dick inside her pussy . Now she had two cocks in her pussy and one in her ass. We were triple fucking her brains out! “ahhhhh aahhhhh meri bur! meri gaand! sab ka bhosara bana do saale haramiyon! aaaahhhh aaj se ye Shahida tum sab ki rakhail hai. Mujhe Aarif ke samne chodo saale bhadwon!!! aaahhh aur tez!” We fucked her like that for next 20 minutes. I told Aarif to come forward and hold his mom’s hands while we fucked her. I enjoyed degrading his mom in front of him and making him hold her hands while we fucked, was like an icing on the cake. We kept taking turns in this triple fucking position. Now all had the urge to cum. Iqbal was the first one and exploded inside her ass hole. He came so much that her little ass hole couldn’t even contain his goo. Then I wanted to climax. So I called Aarif “Idhar aa bey. Aur aapni aami ke dono gudaaz chuchiyon ko aapne haath se pakad.” he did as I said. Now I gave a nice tit fuck; few strokes and I shot all my cum between the valley of her boobs that Aarif was holding. Mannn it was a huge load and I shot all over her tits. Shiva too did the same thing and cum on her tits while JP babu shot his load inside her mouth and she swallowed all that. “Oh! that was a great fuck! Aarif I didn’t know your mom is such a cock hungry slut! I guess we will have to pay regular visits now.” “Hmmmmmm Aarif … aab to me chahti hu kit um aur bhi aisi harkatein karo. Tum aise kaand karoge tu mujhe jawan lund ka maza milta rahega! ” she kept on sucking me and cleaning my dick. “Sir. Aaj kaisi lagi Pathani bur? ” Iqbal asked me. “mazaa aya bhai. Abhi tho aur chodenge isko. Khel khatam kaha hua hai.” I answered. “Sir aaj se ek naya rishta ban gaya hai hum 4 on ka. Dekh Aarif! Jaisa ki teri ammi ne kaha ki tere abbu chodne ke layak nahi hain. Aur yahan humne teri iss raand aami ko mazzein diye. Tu hum sab tere abbu hue naa. Hai ki nahi!” “Ye boli na. Lakh baat ki ek baat. Aaj se tu hum sabko abbu keh kar bulayega. We are all your daddies! Daddies who fuck your mommy! Daddies to whom your whore mommy belongs! Samjha na re?” I announced to him. “Beta Aarif. Chalo apne 4 on abbu ko salam karon. Aaj se me inki hi hu. Ye sab tere abbu hein aur mai inki rakhail.” said Shahida. “ammi tum….” “Saala burchoda ! Aapni ammi ki baat kat ta hai! ” JP babu shouted at Aarif as he was his real daddy. I went towards him and triumphantly said “Aarif mere bhai! Tune apne zindagi ki sabse badi ki thi uss din jab tune meri maa aur behan pe haath lagaya tha. Aaj dekh me tera abbu ban gaya hahahahha ! chal abbu ko respect de. sorry apne abbuon ko respect de.” “Ok abbu.” he said all defeated. “Abe oye! humein bhul gaya.” Iqbal reminded that he had more abbus. “Sorry! Abbuon!” he came on track. “chalo hum abhi chalte hein. Kal Sunday hai. Aur Shahida hum jab tumhe bulayenge tum aaogi. Is that understood? And from now on stop wearing bra and panties. Chalo hum chalte hein. Tumhare bête ko maaf kiya. Thank you for such a good time slut! Until next time.” My second target was achieved. Aarif and his MILF mom Shahida humiliated and degraded. We weren’t done with her yet. After all, hum sab ab Aarif ke abbu. I hope you guys enjoyed the story. With this we come to the end of “Taking down Aarif.” Do comment and tell me whether you are liking my stories or not. I will be back with Part 4 very soon. Until stroke your cocks or finger your pussies. Up Next-“Tony’s hot sister and an old friend shows up”