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-- Mary Jorsay Gandmar maryjg@finebody.com

PENTAPRISM : Chapter 1 : Tantalus

by Mary Jorsay Gandmar <maryjg@finebody.com>

For a glossary of Indian words, see
http://home.onestop.net/cyrene/prose/glossary/glossary.htm
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"OHH UNH OH UNH OH OH OH OHHH YES ... YES ... FUCK ME ... YES OHHH
YES!"

Aroused by her obscene, overjoyed cries, Anuja's servant rammed his
penis into her cunt. 

"Say it again, cunt!" he gasped. "Say you like it!"

"Yes ... OHHH yes!" she gasped. "Oh god, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!
Do it! Fuck me baby! Harder!"

On her hands and knees before him, Anuja gripped the bedstand with
clenched fingers. Kneeling behind her, holding her waist, her servant
swung his hips violently back and forth, slamming his penis in and out
of her cunt. Her heavy, pendulous breasts jiggled. Leaning forward, he
squeezed them hard, jerking her back and forth on his cock, grunting
and gasping. Her cunt spasmed on his throbbing penis. Her head arched
and twisted and he jammed his mouth to hers and forced his tongue
between her lips. She whimpered deep in her throat, shaking and
rocking in delirious ecstasy under him. Her dusky body glistened with
sweat and the gold chain around her neck tossed back and forth. His
hips crashed against her buttocks, his balls slapping at her
cunt-lips. 

Faster and faster he went, fucking her brutally. He squeezed her
breasts hard and jerked her savagely down onto his penis again.
Anuja's lovely eyes fluttered shut and her lips drew back in a rictus
of lust, baring her white teeth.

"OHhhhh ... Uhhh ohh yes Bharat yes ... yes ... fuck me! Fuck me hard,
lover! Ohhh yes ... Ohhh uhhh ... unhh OHH!" she moaned in unbridled
joy.

Her cunt convulsed frenetically on his penis and she orgasmed. Her
servant gasped at the fierce cramping of her cunt on his penis, and,
with a shuddering cry, rammed his cock into her repeatedly, jerking
her forward under his thrusts. Anuja gasped and cried out loudly as
his enormous penis reamed and rammed deep into her convulsing
cunt-flesh. His cock embedded deep in her cunt, his hips twitching
violently at her buttocks, he exploded. Anuja moaned softly in
pleasure as her servant's hot spoot spurted in stinging jets deep in
her cunt and seeped in a sticky flood over her trembling thighs.

Gasping and panting, his fine, muscular body streaming with sweat, the
servant slid his penis out of her and collapsed on the bed beside her.
Anuja whimpered and slid over him and kissed him gently, fondling his
chest and groin. She cupped his balls and penis lovingly, stroking his
shaft, raking her fingernails up and down its length.

"That was lovely," she gasped, tonguing his ear wantonly. "Thank you."

He squeezed her breasts and grinned. "Anytime, cunt. Anytime at all."

"Fine. How about right now?" she giggled.

Without waiting for an answer, she slithered down and took her
servant's long, dark penis in her mouth. He chuckled softly and
murmured in pleasure. Gently, she sucked his cock, using her tongue
cunningly, and her head bobbed and bounced steadily over his thighs.
His cock quivered and slowly began to rise and swell in her mouth
again. She murmured with pleasure. He groaned and squeezed her breasts
and then slid his hand to her crotch. She was lying on her side, and
she lifted her upper leg high, bending her knee. Bharat arched two
fingers into her sodden cunt. Her hips writhed. He started to
masturbate her gently as she sucked his penis. Her cunt convulsed on
his wriggling fingers and he chuckled as her buttocks swayed
erotically. She moaned deep in her throat.

"Use the ice, cunt," he commanded.

Anuja grinned impishly. Pausing, she thrust her hand into the
ice-bucket by the bed. She popped an ice-cube into her mouth and bent
her head to her servant's crotch again. Bharat gasped sharply as the
cold ice slithered over his cock-head and shaft.

Bharat's penis swelled again. It was eight inches long and
correspondingly thick. Anuja loved it. Whimpering eagerly, she
straddled his lap and moved his cock between her legs. Gently, she
eased her cunt down onto his cock-head. Her handsome lover grunted
softly and squeezed her heavy breasts. Smiling with pleasure, holding
the tip of penis in her cunt, she leaned forward and kissed him
lasciviously, sliding her tongue between his lips.

"I love your fat cock," she murmured. "I want it in my cunt forever."

The servant chuckled. "No can do, slut," he said, squeezing her
breasts. "But I'll try."

She smiled, and moved up slightly to press her breast to his lips.
"You do that, lover," she said. "And I want it in my ass, too."

"Yeah. Haven't fucked your butt in some time," her servant replied,
gently sucking on one breast.

"Mm. Not for a month, as I recall. Do it after this," she murmured.

"Yeah."

Bharat tugged at her nipple with his teeth and Anuja groaned softly,
in deep pleasure. Her hips squirmed gently over his groin. He squeezed
her buttocks and, prying them open, pressed his fingertip to her anus.
Anuja sighed and slowly eased her cunt down, engulfing his cock in the
moist warmth of her cunt. Bharat groaned and pressed his fingertip
firmly forward. She tensed, then yielded with a shuddering groan as he
slid his finger into her asshole. Her cunt and sphincter contracted
involuntarily on his cock and finger, and Bharat gasped and flexed his
buttocks upward. Anuja cried out sharply as his penis surged deep into
her cunt. Simultaneously, he sucked hard on her breast, gnawing at her
rigid, quivering nipple, and twisted his finger in her anus. Anuja's
buttocks snapped together and her hips writhed ecstatically over him.
The sensations were overpowering. She arched her head and gasped, her
large, dark eyes hooded with lust.

"OHHH Bharat! OHhhh ma ... unhhh OHHH!" she cried.

Bharat thought her incredibly sexy. Over the past three years, he had
fucked her almost daily, and he never tired of her. She was vivacious
and bubbly and attractive, and sexually ravenous and she never refused
him. He only had to ask.

She was dusky and fleshy with superb curves. Her breasts were full and
generous and ripe, with long, stiff nipples in dark, puckered
aureoles. Her belly was firm and flat and her hips flared to
delectably curved buttocks. Her flesh was firm, yet soft, like a
perfectly made cake. Her face was round, with large, dark eyes rimmed
with *kajal*, and a strong, straight nose. Her lips were a tad fleshy,
but perfect on her. Her teeth were white and even. She had a
sparkling, infectious laugh. Her skin was smooth, with several sexy
dark birth-marks on her neck and face. There was one in her cleavage,
which he found intensely erotic. She wore a thick gold necklace and
several rings on her shapely fingers.

"Come on, Bharat," she gasped now. "Fuck me! Fuck my cunt hard!"

Bharat bucked his hips rhythmically under her and, squeezing her
breasts together with one hand, pumping the other between her
buttocks, sucked on both breasts simultaneously. Her nipples quivered
between his lips and he scraped them across his teeth and gums,
flicking them with his tongue. Anuja cried out, clenching his head,
her hips squirming and writhing erotically over his. His cock churned
her hot cunt and his finger darted in and out of her anus.

"Oh God yes! Ohhh yes! Yes ... do it Bharat! Do it to me! OH yes!" she
cried.

Her voice was clear and husky and turned him on. He pushed her up so
that she was kneeling over his hips and, crushing her breasts in his
hands, bucked rapidly under her. Anuja moaned, flinging her head back,
her body bouncing on his groin. Her cunt rocked up and down the length
of his shaft. She stretched back and cupped his heavy balls, squeezing
them erotically, and twining her fingers in his hand at her buttocks.
Suddenly, holding her shoulder, he jammed her down onto his cock and
rammed his finger deep into her anus and stopped her from moving.
Anuja hissed in shock, her back arching, her head flying back. She
squeezed her breasts, rolling her nipples under her palms.

"Yes," she groaned, her hips squirming in tight little circles. "Oh
god, yes!"

Watching the erotic lust on her face, Bharat drew his finger out of
her anus slowly. She moaned at the release in pressure and her cunt
convulsed on his penis. He pressed his finger to her lips. She sucked
it lasciviously, savouring the musky taste and odour of her anus on
his fingertip. He shuddered as she scraped her fingernails over his
small, dark, hard nipples. He held her hips and buttocks and lifted
her slightly, then brought her back down onto his cock. Anuja groaned
her pleasure and they began to move in unison again, rocking and
bucking together. Leaning over him on outstretched arms, Anuja moved
her hips up and down, sliding her cock up and down the length of his
cock-shaft. Her breasts jiggled and wobbled as he thrust up greedily
into her, pushing his cock in as far as it would go. Groaning and
gasping, she rocked and swung back and forth over him, her face
suffused with lust. He gasped as she flexed and unflexed her buttocks
rapidly over his cock, sucking him deep!  into her flesh. Steadily,
they gathered speed, and soon they were crying out loudly as their
bodies rocked and slammed hungrily together.

"Ohhh Bharat-Bharat-Bharat OHmaunnh OH ... fuck me! Fuck me, Bharat!"

"Take it! Take it, whore! Take my cock!" Bharat gasped in return.

Anuja's hips crashed down onto his lap again and again and she cried
out with each plunge, her face contorted with lust. She soared towards
an orgasm and, at the last minute, just as it threatened to break, she
paused deftly and slid quickly off his penis. Bharat chuckled. The
bitch was incredibly hot.

As he expected, she turned around and mounted him again, with her back
to him and, holding his penis, quickly impaled herself on it.
Squeezing her breasts, she jigged eagerly up and down and back and
forth on his penis, fondling his balls, scraping his shaft with her
fingernails. His balls squeezed up against her cunt-lips and she
cupped them tenderly, making him groan with joy. 

Bharat was mesmerised by the sight of her cunt sliding up and down his
upright shaft, glistening with their consilient juices as it emerged
and disappeared from the tempting crevice between the delectably firm
curves of her buttocks. He fingered her anus and she laughed over her
shoulder down at him and clapped her buttocks together rapidly,
squeezing her cunt tight on his cock.

"Want it, Bharat?" she murmured slyly. "Want my ass now?"

"Yeah," he gasped. "I want to fuck your butt."

Grinning, she slowed and bent steeply forward on her forearms, still
looking over her shoulder at him. Her hips rose and gently, she eased
her cunt off his cock, almost reluctantly, pausing at the end to tease
him by rolling her cunt over his cock-head. Her buttocks splayed open
as she shuffled her knees apart and lifted her hips even higher,
proffering her anus for his pleasure. Her breasts were pendulous and
he saw her caress them wantonly, plucking at her nipples with her
fingers.

"Come on then," she murmured. "Fuck my butt, Bharat ... shove your
cock into my ass!"

Her servant scrambled to his knees behind her. She shook her head.

"Not like that. Squat over my hips. So it goes in really deep. I want
to feel all of it in my asshole, Bharat. Come on!"

Bharat chuckled. She really enjoyed having her butt fucked. Once, he
had invited two of his pals to fuck her together. He could still
remember the sight of them fucking her simultaneously in her cunt and
ass, their swollen cocks sawing alternately between her thighs,
filling the adjacent orifices. Anuja couldn't get enough of it.
Fortunately, they were strong, sturdy lovers, with immense stamina.
They fucked her skillfully for over an hour, in every orifice, before
they were finally done.

The memory excited him. He moved astride her hips in a deep squat. He
was a powerful, muscular man and the position was no strain. He pulled
her buttocks higher, pushing her neck down so that her shoulders were
on the bed, her face turned to one side on the counterpane. She waited
breathlessly.

"Slowly," she mumbled. "Put it in slowly ... I want to feel every inch
of it."

Panting with lust, her servant pushed his throbbing penis into the
cleft between her buttocks. The cock-head paused at her anus. She was
utterly relaxed, and there was no resistance. Bharat flexed his
buttocks and eased his cock-head forward. It slipped smoothly into her
rear channel. Anuja groaned softly, closing her eyes, her hands
stretching up to hold the bedposts. 

"AHHHHHhh ... yes! Ohhh god yes! Yes! OHHHHH yes! More!" she moaned.
"Put it in, Bharat ... all of it!"

Watching her face with delight, the handsome young servant slowly slid
his cock deeper and deeper into her. Anuja gave no indication of pain.
Her lips parted and her tongue arched sensuously over her upper lips.
He saw her squeeze her breasts. Her ass was hot and tight and, as he
went in deeper, he let out a loud groan, arching his head in joy.

"Yes," she gasped. "Oh that's so good, Bharat ... come on ... yes!
Ohhh yes!"

Deeper and deeper his penis burrowed, surging into her anus till he
was fully embedded in her flesh. He paused, his muscles taut and
quivering, battling the raging storm in his loins. 

"Come on," she gasped, her eyes closed, her lips parted, her fingers
taut on the bedpost. "Come on, Bharat ... fuck me! Fuck my ass, lover!
Come on!"

Her anus convulsed gleefully on his penis and he gasped. Her buttocks
squirmed in excitement against his hips. His balls were pressed to her
buttocks. With a shuddering groan, Bharat unflexed his buttocks slowly
and slid his cock up and out of her. Anuja gasped at the sudden
release in pressure. With a slow, skewering thrust, he ran his penis
into her again, drawing a low, ululating, obscene moan of joy from
her. 

"Again," she cried. "Do that again!"

He regained a measure of control and, chuckling, obeyed her. His cock
pulled out, then slid in again. He started to move in a steady rhythm,
stroking smoothly and unhurriedly in and out, back and forth. His cock
shone and glistened as it emerged and disappeared between her
buttocks. Anuja's cries were low and guttural and obscene. Bharat felt
dizzy with excitement. Her anus was hot and tight as a glove; its
spasms on his penis left him breathless. His hunger mounted, spurred
by her obscene love-calls. He began to move faster, thrusting his cock
greedily in and out of her asshole. 

Anuja's face contorted with lust. Her body jerked and snapped and
rocked back and forth under his lunging thrusts. She stretched a hand
back and circled his pistoning shaft with her fingers, raking it with
her nails. He gasped and moved faster still and his cock slipped and
glided between her fingers into her anus. Faster and faster he went,
pumping and thrusting greedily into her anus. Anuja's cries grew
louder and more obscene.

"Yes! Ohhh yes, Bharat, yes! Fuck me! OHhhhhh uhhh OHhhhhhhh uhhhh
OHHhh uhhh yes! Fuck my ass, Bharat! Butt-fuck me ... hard! Ohhhh god
yes!"

"C'mon ... take it! Take it, whore! Take my cock! OHHhh yeh! Take it!
Take my cock, bitch ... ohhh yes ... god ... your ass is so tight ...
Yeh ... take it ... take it all!" he responded.

Panting and gasping, Bharat slowed to a deep, grinding action. Anuja
whimpered joyously. Her servant's penis felt wonderful, rock-hard and
throbbing powerfully as it rasped heavily in and out of her asshole.
He drew slowly outward and paused and she moaned and eased herself
onto her side, drawing one leg up high, stretching the lower one.
Bharat grunted and eased himself onto his knees. Anuja murmured softly
as he flexed his buttocks and slowly squeezed his cock into her butt
again.

"Mmm ... yes ... ohh Bharat ... that feels so good ...," she said,
arching sexily. 

Bharat chuckled and slid his hand up her body to squeeze her breasts.
She whispered in excitement as he crushed the swollen mounds in his
hands, tweaking and pinching her aching nipples. He fucked her slowly
for several minutes, savouring the pleasure and drawing it out,
rocking steadily in and out of her anus. Anuja's face suffused with
lust. She moaned, writhing under him, stretching a hand between her
legs to squeeze his heavy balls.

They paused briefly and now she turned on her back and lifted her legs
up high and wide, hooking her hands under her knees. Bharat bent over
her and squeezed his cock into the cleft between her splayed buttocks.
Anuja gasped and arched, rolling onto the small of her back as her
servant's thick cock popped into her anus. Her face contorted in a
rictus of lust and she squeezed her breasts hard in her hands. Her
buttocks jerked upward eagerly.

"Yes! C'mon Bharat ... fuck me! Fuck my ass!" she cried. "Fuck it
hard! Shove it all in lover OHHHHHHHH yes! Yes! Ohhhhh god yes! Do ...
UHHHHHh ... do it Bharat ... do it! Fuck me! Fuck my asshole, lover!"

Bharat flexed his buttocks and drove his cock deeply into her anus. It
spasmed on his penis and his head snapped back and he let out a
shuddering cry. Anuja's face twisted and her head snapped to one side,
her mouth tearing open in an ululating love-call. Bharat buried his
penis deep in her anus and paused. Anuja whimpered, writhing
erotically, ecstatically under him. Her face turned to his and Bharat
bent deeply to kiss her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Anuja
hooked her knees over his shoulders and caressed his powerful
shoulders and biceps. Now she was almost folded in half under him.

"Come on, Bharat ... fuck my ass hard now," she whispered, tonguing
his ear.

Bharat grinned and straightened on outstretched arms. He took a deep
breath to steady himself and then began moving. His buttocks unflexed
and his cock slid outward. Smoothly flexing them again, he thrust into
her anus. Anuja gasped, rolling onto the small of her back with his
thrust. Again he pulled out, and slid in and yet again. Anuja's face
flipped from side to side and she writhed and thrashed eagerly under
him. Slowly, he built up speed, moving in a steady, masterful rhythm,
stroking powerfully and relentlessly back and forth, his cock
pistoning in and out of her anus. It emerged and disappeared between
her buttocks and he moved faster still, till he was hammering rapidly
and furiously at her, making her body snap and jerk under his, his
balls slapping at her buttocks. Anuja's neck arched and her mouth tore
open as she gasped and cried out loudly and lewdly with gutter
obscenities.

"Yes! Ohhhhh Bharat-Bharat-Bharat yes! Ohhhh god yes! Fuck me Bharat!
Fuck me! Fuck my ass! Fuck me like a whore, Bharat! I'm your whore!
Fuck me! Oh uh oh uh *hanh* uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh ohhhhh
uhhh yes Ohhhh yes OHHHHHH god yes oh uh oh uh OHHHHH!"

"Yeh uh oh yeh uh oh yeh uh oh yeh oh yeh oh yeh oh yes Oh fuck yes
ohhh yes ohh uhh ahhh yes ohhhhhhuhhh yes ohfuckyes!" the servant
gasped.

Now Bharat's hips swung like a trip-hammer at full speed, rocking
furiously back and forth, back and forth. His cock rammed and reamed
and pistoned in and out of Anuja's asshole. Her body jerked and rolled
under his thrusts and her obscene cries were now staccato and sharp,
rising in pitch and volume and obscene content as she soared up to an
orgasm. She squeezed a hand between her legs and began masturbating
furiously, her body writhing and jerking erotically under her
servant's. He gasped, his handsome head flung back, and moaned loudly
as she came, and her sphincter convulsed greedily on pumping,
pistoning penis. With a shuddering groan, he skewered her ass heavily,
running his cock deep into her flesh and holding still as the orgasm
grew and peaked and slowly ebbed. Anuja mewed and gasped hotly,
writhing ecstatically beneath him. Gently, Bharat slid out of her ass.
Anuja groaned, her body unfolding. Smiling, Bharat slid up and pushed
his cock at her face.

"Come on, whore," he grunted. "Drink my jizz! I wanna cum in your
mouth!"

Her body was still racked with heaving, sobbing gasps, but she obeyed
immediately. Opening her lips, she sucked greedily on his cock, her
head bobbing up and down. The shining penis glistened as it went in
and out of her distended face. She worked the cock-head cleverly with
her tongue and Bharat flung his head back and gasped loudly. His
buttocks flexed and his hips bobbed over her face. Holding his thighs,
she sucked more and more of his cock, relishing the musky cocktail
odour of her cunt and ass and his jizz. She squeezed his balls and
then slowly dragged her finger down the hard ridge beneath to his
anus. As her fingertip pressed to his anus, he lost control at last
and exploded violently. Instantly, Anuja opened her lips wide and
jerked his cock rapidly. The hot jizz spurted from his cock-head in
thick fountain, splashing into her mouth and spattering her face and
breasts. A smile of joy lit his face as Anuja swallowed his cum and
sucked his penis again, drawing out ever!  y last drop of his precious
cum-load. 

Gasping, Bharat sank back on his knees astride her belly. She smiled
up at him like a wanton whore. Her breasts and cleavage were spattered
with his gunk and streaks of jizz dribbled down her cheeks and over
her chin. He squeezed her breasts affectionately, massaging his
spoot-lotion into her flesh. She giggled and, scooping a thick strand
of gunk on her fingertip, licked it clean. 

"Good fuck," Bharat said softly.

"Mm. As always," Anuja smiled. "Wasn't it?"

She turned her face to a corner of the room. A handsome young man, not
much older than herself, was seated before a console and bank of TV
monitors. At her question, he swivelled in his chair and stared at
her. His face was flushed and his eyes were glazed. His nostrils were
flared and he was breathing heavily. His fly was undone, and his
large, dark penis was slowly shrinking from a mammoth erection. A dark
stain spread across the crotch of his impeccably tailored trousers,
and his hands were full of gunk. He nodded slowly.

"Yes," he said. "It was very good. Thank you, both."

The man flicked a switch on the panel and the heavy arc lights died.
The array of six video cameras encircling the bed whirred to a stop.
He turned off the power and rose to his feet, wiping his hands on a
spotless linen handkerchief.

"Are you happy?" Anuja murmured. "Did we please you?"

"Yes. The film will be excellent."

"Will you screen it for the guys tonight?"

"Perhaps. I haven't decided which one."

"Please use this one," she said. "I want them to see it."

"Very well." The man smiled briefly.

Anuja giggled. "They like butt-fucking me, too, you know. They'll do
it tonight, and you can make another film."

The man smiled. "Yes. Something special."

He looked at the couple. Bharat was grinning at the two of them,
gently caressing Anuja's breasts. The man noticed that they were still
swollen, the nipples yet nut-hard. She raked her fingernails up and
down the servant's long, dark penis. It trembled slightly. She really
was a wanton slut.

"Are you going to fuck some more?"

Anuja looked up at her servant. He grinned wolfishly.

"Whatever you like, cunt."

She frowned and made a face. "Mm, no. Not right away. I want to, but
later. I don't want to be too tired at the party. If you don't mind."

Bharat shook his head. "Later is fine," he murmured, rolling off her
body.

Anuja turned over and kissed him lasciviously as the second man
watched. She pressed her breasts to his chest, tonguing his ear and
sliding her tongue in and out of his mouth. Her fingers caressed his
thick penis. Quickly, she slid her face down to his groin and took his
penis in her mouth. 

"How I love your cock, Bharat," she murmured. "I wish you could fuck
me forever. All over. All the time."

The servant laughed and pushed her away. "Enough for now, whore."

She giggled and got up, coiling her long hair in a loose bun on the
nape of her neck and got to her feet. The man opened the door and she
walked out, her breasts bouncing with every step. Bharat followed
behind her. Outside, naked, she paused and looked back at the man in
the room. He watched her with flat, dark expressionless eyes. Bharat
stopped and touched her elbow. She sighed sadly, and with a small,
rueful smile, turned around. Her servant took her in his arms and they
kissed deeply, their bodies pressed together. Her hand slid between
his thighs, and he caressed her naked buttocks. The man watched
impassively. Bharat grinned at him and winked lewdly. He pushed down
on Anuja's shoulders and immediately she slid to her knees before him
and began to suck his penis again. Slowly, it swelled erect. Bharat
fucked her face gently, rocking her head back and forth before his
groin, pumping his hips at her head.

"Man," he said, shaking his head. "You don't know what you're missing
here. Your wife's one helluva piece of ass! Too bad you can't fuck
her!"

He laughed derisively. Anuja's husband watched in silence. Her head
was rolling and bobbing, moving up and down and back and forth and
their servant's enormous, erect penis glistened as it went in and out
of her distended mouth. Bharat laughed again and looked down at Anuja.

"Good thing I'm around," he laughed. "She loves having me fuck her,
don't you, cunt?"

Anuja nodded with a smile and sucked his cock eagerly. She looked over
her shoulder at her husband. His face was like stone, but his eyes
were transfixed on the sight of her sucking her servant's penis.
Bharat grabbed her head and turned it around and began to fuck her
mouth rapidly.

"Take it, bitch!" he growled. "Show the bastard how much you like
suckin' my cock! Suck it hard! Yeh! That's it! Suck it good, whore!
Yeh! See! She likes it even when it's not for your fuckin' movies!
Look at her!"

He pushed her away and turned her on all fours again and dropped to
his knees behind her. Pulling her buttocks open, he squeezed his cock
through into her cunt. Anuja gasped loudly, her head snapping up and
lurched forward. Her breasts swung and the gold chain around her neck
tossed against her chin. 

"Ohh ma Unhhhh OHHHH, Bharat! Yes! Ohhh god yes!" she gasped.

"Hear that?" Bharat laughed, taunting her husband. "Hear the bitch?
She wants it! My cock! Mine! Not yours! What kind of man are you
anyway?"

He flexed his buttocks and rammed his cock into Anuja's cunt. She
cried out, jerking on her hands and knees under him. Bharat grunted
and slammed into her again. 

"Look at her!" he shouted, squeezing her pendulous breasts,
ram-fucking her cunt. "Look at me! I'm fucking your goddamned wife and
you can't do shit about it! Because she loves it, the whore! She loves
it! Right, cunt? Hah? C'mon, whore, answer me!" 

He gripped her hair and jerked her head up to face her husband.
Anuja's dark eyes were glassy and bright with lust.

"Yes!" she cried. "I love it, Bharat! I love your cock! Fuck me! Fuck
me hard!"

Impassively, her husband watched their servant fuck her like a wild
animal. Bharat held her waist and hammered his hips at her buttocks,
plunging his penis in and out of her cunt. His cock was thick and long
and dark and it squelched and rasped, glistening with their coital
juices. Her breasts jiggled and she rocked under his thrusts, her
cries loud and lewd. Bharat laughed in her husband's face.

"Watch this!" he chortled, and began ram-fucking her savagely,
pounding his hips at her, ramming and reaming his cock into her.

Anuja's face contorted and she cried out, twisting and writhing under
him as the huge penis burst into her cunt-flesh again and again.

"Got a nice hot tight cunt, the bitch! Tight as a vice, hot as a
furnace. Too bad you can't feel it on your prick, asshole!"

The man said nothing. Anuja was moaning feverishly, lurching and
jerking herself back and forth on the servant's swollen penis, begging
him to fuck her harder. Bharat slammed his penis violently into her
and she cried out sharply, the breath rushing from her throat, her
mouth tearing open. Bharat laughed and held still, buried deep inside
her. 

Quickly, he sank back onto his haunches, drawing her up with him so
that she was impaled backwards on his penis, her legs folded under her
thighs and outside his hips. Bharat squeezed her breasts and nuzzled
the nape of her neck.

"Yeh ... nice tits ... c'mere, jock ... come and feel them ... she
likes having them squeezed like this ... nice and hot and heavy ...
real juicy ... nice hard nips, too! Come on, man ... fuck her some!"

The man didn't move. His expression didn't change. His eyes never left
the writhing pair before him. He watched as his wife groaned and
squirmed her hips on their servant's lap, grinding her cunt on his
penis.

"Yeh, that's it babe ... round and round ... nice and tight ... mmm
yeh ... squeeze your cunt on my cock, whore ... yeh ... like that!"

Her belly sucked in and rippled and her husband watched the servant's
penis grinding round and round in her crotch. She turned her face to
Bharat behind her, looping an arm over his head, her mouth open, her
tongue lasciviously seeking his.

"See?" Bharat laughed. "She wants me, cock! Me! Your effing servant,
man! Your servant!"

He kissed her, thrusting his tongue into his mouth and she responded
wantonly. Her hands were on her breasts, squeezing and crushing the
heavy mounds in unfaked excitement. She tongued his ear erotically.

"Come on Bharat ... fuck my cunt!" she groaned.

Bharat threw his head back and laughed in delight.

"Hear that? Hear the bitch? She wants me to fuck her, man! Me! And I
can do it anywhere I like! In her cunt, in her ass, in her mouth ...
anywhere!"

He pressed his finger to her lips and she sucked it sexily.

"Come on, wanna try fucking her mouth, stud?" Bharat said softly.
"Shove your cock in her face! She gives great head, loves sucking
cock. Feels great! Want to try?"

The man stared, unblinking, inscrutable as Bharat traced her open lips
with his fingertip.

"Put it in, man ... come on ... try it! She wants it -- don't you,
cunt?"

"Yes!" she gasped. "Come on ... please ... fuck my mouth! I want to
suck your fat cock!"

"C'mon, you sonofabitch!" Bharat shouted. "She's your goddamned wife,
man, your wife! You're *supposed* to fuck her! You have the right,
man, not me!"

There was no reaction from Anuja's husband. He kept watching. Anger
and frustration blazed in Bharat's eyes. He scowled.

"Forget him, bitch," he growled, twisting Anuja's face back to his and
kissing her hard. "It's just you and me from here on. He's never going
to fuck you ... never! It's just us, babe ... just us!"

"Yes," Anuja moaned, arching her tongue into her servant's mouth.
"Come on, Bharat ... fuck me ... fuck me like a whore, Bharat ... fuck
me hard!"

Anuja began to rock up and down on Bharat's inflamed penis as her
husband looked on. He watched the spasms of excitement and lust on her
pretty face, the way her luscious breasts jumped and jiggled. Her lips
were parted and her eyes were half-shut, glittering with excitement.
Her cunt ran up and down the length of their servant's dark, shining
penis. Anuja's husband could see the thick, pulsating veins along its
length. He watched as she reached down and squeezed her lover's heavy
balls and then flicked her clit rapidly with one elegant finger. With
the other hand she squeezed her breasts in an erotic frenzy. Behind
her, the powerful muscles in the servant's dark, deep, hairless torso
rippled smoothly as he bucked and moved in tandem with her.

"Come on ... come on ... take it ... take it ... take my cock, slut!"
he grunted.

"Yes ... yes ... Ohhhh yes ... OH unhh OHHhh yes! Oh god yes!" she
gasped.

Faster and faster they moved, and Anuja's belly sucked in with the
strain as she bucked frenetically on her servant's cock. He held her
hips and jerked her up and down on his penis. She leaned back against
him, turning her face to kiss him feverishly, and he squeezed her
swollen breasts. She gasped and stiffened and her hips swung in tight,
erotic circles as she ran her cunt down onto the throbbing cock-shaft
between her thighs. Leaning forward on outstretched arms, her head
arched up, her lovely face crossed with lust, her long hair tossing,
she began to move even faster, jerking her buttocks frenziedly back
and forth on Bharat's penis. He gasped and arched his body, leaning
back on his hands, thrusting his hips at hers in wild abandon. Her
breasts jumped and jiggled and the gold necklace around her neck
slithered this way and that. Bharat cried out, arching his hips hard
and she gasped, her face twisting. He banged his hips up and down
beneath her.

"C'mon! C'mon, bitch, c'mon! Take it! Take my cock! Oh yeh! OH god
yes!"

"AHHHHHH! UNNHHHHH AHHHHHH unhhhh OHhhh Bharat! Bharat!
OhmaunhhhOHHH!" she gasped.

She exploded violently, the breath hissing from her throat. Her cunt
sank down his shaft, squeezing it tight and he cried out, wincing,
arching up into her till his cock was buried deep in her cunt. He,
too, orgasmed and Anuja's moaned softly, chewing her lower lip, her
hand fondling his shaft. Her husband watched it twitch and quiver
inside her flesh as he emptied his load. Groaning, she eased herself
off Bharat's penis. It was still spurting. Gunk splashed on her belly
and cunt and thighs and she ran her fingers sexily through it,
massaging it deep into her cunt-flesh. Bharat gasped softly. Both of
them looked at her husband. A cold smile flickered on his lips. His
eyes were dark and still. 

"Thank you," he said in a steady, quiet voice. "I enjoyed that."

He dropped his hand to his crotch and unzipped his trousers. His erect
penis, nine inches long and correspondingly thick, bounced out. It was
an attractive, desirable, erotic organ. Anuja looked at it longingly.
His smile widened slightly and his dark eyes glittered once and then
were flat again.

He masturbated rapidly for a few seconds, pumping his fist and
twitching his hips, his eyes on her face. He orgasmed quickly, without
emotion. Abruptly, thick streamers of jizz spurted from his cock-head
and arched through the air, catching Anuja on her face and breasts and
belly and thighs. Anuja drew her hand through the sticky spoot on her
cheeks and licked her fingers wantonly, still trying to tempt him. He
shook his head slowly, his smile growing.

"Never," he said softly. "Never. It's not going to happen."

He shook his cock clean, tucked his penis back into his trousers,
zipped them, wiped his hands on the handkerchief.

"That will do," he nodded, turning away. "I am satisfied. You may go
now."

The door clicked shut behind him. Anuja remained on her knees, her
head bowed between her outstretched arms. 

"It'll never work, will it, Bharat?" she muttered softly.

Her servant kissed her shoulder gently and slid his hands around to
cup her breasts. For a long minute, they knelt together. The silence
grew. Anuja sighed at last and turned her face to her servant.

"I guess we'll just have to keep trying, won't we? You and me and the
rest."

"Yes," he said. "I guess so. I'm sorry."

She smiled gently and kissed his lips. "Thanks, Bharat. You're a
darling."

He grinned and nibbled her earlobe. "Can't say I regret it, babe. I
kind of like this, being able to fuck you when I want."

She giggled. "I know. And I really like fucking you, too."

"That's good enough for now."

"Yes, I suppose you're right."

They stood up and, turning to one another, kissed gently. She wound
her arms around her servant's neck and caressed his hard torso gently.

"I'd be lost without you, Bharat," she said, slipping her tongue in
and out of his mouth.

"Mm. Me, too." He stroked her curved body, fondling her breasts and
buttocks tenderly.

"Go," she said at last. "Go get the things ready for the evening. I'll
shower and change and come and help you."

They parted at last and she went into her bedroom, closing the door
behind her. It was a large, elegantly furnished room, utterly
feminine, without a hint of a man's presence. Anuja crossed the room
to the large, opulent bathroom, finished in emerald granite and gold
fittings. She adjusted the water mix in the bathtub-cum-jacuzzi, added
bathing salts and bath foam. While the tub filled, she douched her
cunt on the bidet and then shampooed her hair in the glass-fronted
shower cubicle. She lingered under the hot massage spray, enjoying the
sting of water on her body. The tub was half-full when she finished.
She dimmed the lights and slipped into the steaming water with a sigh.
The steam filled the bathroom with the delicate aroma of the soap suds
and bathing salts.

The bathtub and shower were ranged across the length of the far wall.
A single, unbroken panel of one-way glass rose from the rim of the tub
to the ceiling and stretched down the wall. The apartment was a
penthouse suite. 

Anuja looked out. The sun was just dipping below the horizon, and the
city lights were flickering on quietly. The sky was painted in magical
hues of pink and orange and gold.

Anuja smiled to herself. Reaching forward, she pulled the slim
handshower from its wall bracket and levered the water tap on with one
toe, deftly adjusting the water temperature. Smiling contentedly, she
slid lower in the water, moving the shower down over her breasts. The
fierce water jet hammered her nipples, arousing them instantly, and
her pulse quickened in erotic excitement. Her breasts swelled and she
squeezed one gently, pinching her rigid nipple. Bending her knees, she
spread her legs wide and moved the shower slowly down over her belly
to her crotch. Adjusting the shower head control to the massage
position, she dragged it down to her cunt-lips. Now the spray was in
sharp, pulsating jets and she moaned softly to herself as it caressed
her clitoris gently. Her hips writhed and undulated and the water in
the tub rocked in slow, heaving waves. Opening her cunt-lips wide with
one hand, she pressed the shower-head into her cunt and held it there.
The sensation was wonderf!  ully erotic, gentle yet relentless. Anuja
closed her eyes and savoured the pleasure. She dragged it out,
occasionally moving the shower head away to her breasts or further
down to her anus. She masturbated with the hand-shower for a long
time, heightening her pleasure by prolonging it. At last, she
permitted herself the luxury of release, arching steeply in the
rocking water, her hips juddering upward, her head flung back, her
mouth open in a shuddering moan. The orgasm was long and intense,
stretching almost endlessly, till she was breathless and dizzy with
ecstasy.

At last, it ebbed and she toed the tap off and settled back into the
water, her head resting on the bathtub rim, her eyes closed, relaxed
and at peace.

-- END OF CHAPTER 1 --

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