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                      Erotica by Mary Jorsay Gandmar

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                          THE GIRL NEXT DOOR
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To all appearances, Kiran was a little more than the girl next door. Demure
and little more than pleasant, she seldom attracted a second glance. She was
dusky, not very tall, with silky, dark hair cut short and bound in a high
pony tail by an ordinary rubber band. She was dressed sedately in a
*salvar-kurta* ensemble, with a light chiffon *dupatta* spread over her
torso and knotted behind her back. She wore no makeup or jewellery, except a
thin black thread with an amulet around her neck.

She sprawled beneath him, panting and sweating from her sexual exertions,
naked but for the *dupatta*. Her lover wondered how many people could even
have guessed her to be such a performer in bed. He knew that she had her own
management consultancy. He had never imagined that she would be a
surprisingly proficient lover as well. He could scarcely believe his luck.
He, a common servant, was bedding a regular *memsahib*, fucking her like a
whore.

He did several part-time jobs in the block of apartments where she lived.
Earlier that night, he was down in the car-park, smoking a cigarette, his
chores done. He looked up idly and his eyes slid past the windows of her
house and then, in a classic double-take, snapped back. She stood at her
window, looking at him. Even at that distance, there was no mistaking the
fact that she was watching him. As he watched, she slid her hands under her
*dupatta* and brazenly lifted her breasts. He dropped his smouldering
cigarette in shock. She lifted her *dupatta* over her breasts and squeezed
them in flagrant invitation. Watching him, she spread her feet apart and
pumped her hips in an unmistakably obscene manner. Nodding slightly, she
beckoned to him and stepped back into the shadows.

His heart thumping with excitement, the servant raced up the stairs to her
second floor apartment. At her door, he stopped and took a deep breath. His
pulse throbbed. Gently, he tried the door. It swung open. He stepped in and
shut it quietly. He knew she lived alone.

Kiran was waiting in the living room. Except her transparent chiffon
*dupatta*, she was naked. He stared at her. Her breasts were covered by the
filmy material, but her belly and crotch were exposed to his gaze. Her eyes
glittered with excitement. She lifted her *dupatta* over her breasts,
lifting them in her hands.

"Fuck me," she said softly in Hindi, her voice filled with lust. "Fuck me
hard. *Chodhmujhe*. *Jorsechodh*."

No introductions were asked for, none were needed. This was the best kind of
sex, uncomplicated by any bond, an unabashed quest for physical
gratification. They kissed hungrily, and her tongue was quick and eager in
his mouth and her body was hot against his. She undressed him quickly and
her cunt ground against his crotch and her breasts pressed warm on his
chest. She slid a hand down to his groin and fondled his swelling penis. He
groaned softly. She bent her head and sucked on his nipples, her fingers
coiled around the long serpent of his penis. She fisted him slowly, feeling
him harden in her hands, and slid to her knees before him. Flipping back his
foreskin, she swirled her long tongue expertly over his cock-head. Her
breath was warm on his tool-tip, and then her mouth enveloped his cock in
its moist warmth. She began to suck hard on his penis, her head moving
rapidly back and forth. He groaned and arched his head and wondered how
often she had done this and with whom.

He fucked her mouth slowly, pumping his hips at her face, moving her head
back and forth. His cock and her lips and cheeks grew shiny and sticky with
his pre-cum gunk. He bent and fondled her breasts and found them swollen
turgid, the rigid nipples quivering under his thumbs. His cock throbbed and
pulsed ominously in her mouth. His cock was satisfyingly large, at least ten
inches long and correspondingly thick. It was a long time since she'd had a
cock as big. Its musky taste and the heady odour of his cum excited her. She
was desperate for a fuck. She would offer him her mouth, her cunt, her ass,
her breasts, any orifice he chose.

One hand on her head, he rocked her face rapidly back and forth, grunting in
delight. He bent his head to watch his cock glistening in and out of her
mouth. His hips pumped and his belly sucked in with tension. Her face
distended with his throbbing erection and she sucked harder, jerking his
shaft with firm fingers.

"Yeh ... suck it, bitch ... suck my cock ... oh fuck yes ... that's it,
that's good ... c'mon ... suck my meat, whore ... oh fucking hell yes!
*Choosrundi* ... *jorsechoosmerelavdeko*!"

The spoot-heat roiled in his balls and he pushed her head away. Immediately,
she turned around on her hands and knees on the floor like a bitch in heat
and thrust her buttocks up at him. She spread her thighs and leaned forward
on her forearms and reached down to spread her cunt-lips open. He could see
the dewy beads of cunt-juice on her pubic fuzz. Her puckered anus enticed
him and he debated whether to fuck her butt.

"C'mon lover ... fuck me...fuck me hard," she grunted.

He decided to fuck her cunt first. He dropped to his knees behind her and
pressed his cock into the cleft between her buttocks. She felt his cock-head
at her anus and promptly bent forward and clawed her buttocks open for him.
He laughed softly.

"Later, whore," he said. "I'll fuck your ass later.
*Baadmeinterigaandmartahoon*."

She nodded and spread her cunt-lips for him again. Slowly, he squeezed his
cock-head into her. Kiran gasped as his penis seared into her flesh. The
servant groaned and flexed his buttocks, thrusting deep into her. Her cunt
was a hot, wet vice that cramped and convulsed on his penis. His head arched
in pleasure. Gritting his teeth, he swung his hips forward and thrust deep
into her. Kiran cried out loudly as the swollen penis pierced her belly. Her
breasts were hot and swollen and they jerked and jiggled as he rocked into
her.

"C'mon slut ... take it!" the man gasped.

The obscenity aroused her. Moaning deliriously, she rocked back and forth on
her hands and knees. Her cunt ran up and down the length of his shaft,
impaling itself on his cock repeatedly. The servant took several deep
breaths to regain control. He waited patiently on his knees behind her and
caressed her back. He watched her cunt slide up and down his rigid penis and
the sight aroused him. He prised her buttocks open and pressed his finger to
her anus. She moaned and her sphincter yielded and he inveigled a thick
finger into her ass. He slid his other hand under her belly and flicked her
gorged clitoris back and forth. She gasped and whimpered, her back bowing
and arching, her body jerking and rocking under him. Her breasts swung with
her motions and he squeezed them hard, rolling her rigid nipples in his
fingers. Kiran's head snapped up and she moaned. Her cunt and breasts were
fiery with lust. She moved faster. Her body rocked and jerked before him,
her buttocks slapping loudly at his strong thighs. His balls pressed to her
cunt-lips and he could feel the hot flow of her cunt-juices on his groin.

"Yes! C'mon ... c'mon, whore ... take it! *Lelerundi* ... *aurle*! *Purale*,
*saalirahnd*! *Chul*! *Aurle*! Take my cock ... yeh! Take it all! Harder,
bitch! Ohhhh yes! Yeh! UNHHhhh Yes! Ohhh god yes," he grunted, forcing her
to go faster and faster, jamming her cunt back on his prick.

"Ohhhhh uhhhh OHHhhhh uhhhh OHhhh yes ohh god yes yes yes!" she responded.

He slid his fingers out of her cunt and ass and, his hands on her hips,
began to move. His hips pumped and swung back and forth, each skewering
thrust probing her cunt. He rolled his hips savagely and she gasped and
moaned as his cock ran into her cunt from all angles. It rasped against her
inflamed clitoris, and she felt his heavy balls swinging at her cunt-lips.
She stretched a hand between her thighs and squeezed his balls. He moaned
and fucked her faster and harder. His balls were on fire. He began to sweat.

He pushed her down on her forearms, raising her buttocks higher. He spread
his legs in a deep squat astride her hips and began to ride her. Her mouth
split into a wide 'O' of pure lust as he ground his hips against hers. Then
he fucked her hard with deep, punishing thrusts, his buttocks rising and
falling, his penis going in and out of her cunt, glistening with their
commingled juices. Her body jerked under his thrusts and she moaned loudly,
obscenely, begging him to fuck her harder. He obeyed his mistress and
started ram-fucking her cunt, thudding into her, his cock rasping in and out
of her cunt with an audible rasp. She squeezed her breasts in a frenzy as he
moved faster and faster till he was rocketing in and out of her cunt like a
dervish.

"Oh god oh ma unhh ohhh unhh ohhh unhh ohhh uhhh oh oh oh oh oh yes Ohhhhh
yes Ohhh yes yes Ohhh god yes ... fuck me ohhh yes baby yes ... fuck me hard
... fuck me ... oh yes ... fuck my slit, lover ... fuck it hard!" Kiran
chunnered. "*Chodhmujhe* ... *jorsechodh*!"

Kiran orgasmed violently, shuddering and gasping as the heat swamped her.
The man was magnificent. He went on fucking her hard, right through her
orgasm. She expected him to come inside her as her cunt convulsed feverishly
on his penis but, to her amazement and delight, he held back. She gasped
softly in wonder and joy and heard him chuckle softly.

He slid his penis out of her. She turned on her back and he knelt over her
head and slid his cock into her mouth. She sucked it greedily and gasped as
he bent over her and thrust his tongue into her cunt. They sixty-nined
slowly and she whimpered in pleasure, sucking and licking his cock and
balls. Her cunt tingled pleasurably. This man was good. His body was hard
and lean and smelled musky and erotic. His tongue was wonderful in her cunt,
thick and heavy, flicking her inflamed clitoris incessantly.

He rolled off her and she knelt astride his groin, his cock in her hand. She
guided it to her cunt and, with a shuddering gasp, squeezed the cock-head
into her flesh. He grunted as the soft heat of her cunt-flesh enveloped him
again. She paused with her hips high and just the cock-head inside her,
leaning forward with her hands on his chest.

Grunting with tension, gripping her buttocks, he fucked her furiously,
ramming his hips up and down beneath her. She cried out, her head arching as
the cock slammed in and out of her cunt. Her breasts bounced as his hips
thumped against her buttocks. Then her buttocks crashed down greedily on his
cock and he groaned as she began to rock and buck rapidly over him, her cunt
sliding up and down his pole in feverish excitement. Her head whipped back
and forth and her breasts jiggled and bounced. He held her buttocks and
moved her on his lap. She reached back to cup his balls. He gasped loudly as
she slid her cunt down deep onto his cock and flexed and unflexed her
buttocks rapidly. Her cunt seemed to chew on his penis. She swung her
buttocks round and round and her hand splayed flat on her belly and she
fingered her clitoris. He watched her, deeply aroused. Faster and faster
they moved and now she leaned over him on outstretched arms and rocked
rapidly up and down on his cock. Her cries rang in his ears.

"Yes ... yes ... OHhh yes ... fuck me ... fuck me hard, motherfucker, fuck
me hard! *Chul*, *bhadva*! *Ragadkechodhmujhe*, *saala madarchuth!*"

"*Hanh*, *rundichul*! *Lele*! Take it, bitch! Take my cock! *Lemerelundko*!
OHHHh yeh! C'mon you whore! Take it!" he replied.

Her buttocks caromed and bounced off his thighs, her cunt a hot, wet, greedy
vortex of intense pleasure. He bucked furiously under her, making her groan
and cry out in lust. Kiran's cunt blazed with heat and she soared up towards
another orgasm. At the last minute, just before the sun broke through the
clouds, she slid off his cock and turned on her back on the floor, spreading
her legs and bending her knees. She clawed her cunt-lips open for him and
reached for his cock as he moved between her thighs. He bent over her and
slowly squeezed his cock into her cunt slowly with a loud gasp, Her back
bowed and arched as his burning penis seared into her cunt. Her supple
thighs coiled about his hips. She dragged his mouth to hers and kissed him
deeply, her tongue feverish in his mouth.

"C'mon you motherfucker ... screw my slit," she muttered. "Screw me hard!"

"Yeh ... take it you whore ... take my cock," he rasped.

Stretched over her on outstretched arms, his cock still pushing into her
constricting channel, gasping and making her moan in delight as it burrowed
deeper and deeper into her, he fought to steady himself. His cock throbbed
ominously, and the jizz roiled in his balls, aching for release.

Steadily, he drove himself deeper and deeper into her until he was fully
embedded in her cunt, his cock in to the hilt. Kiran arched under him, her
loins lurching up to his, her hands on his massive shoulders. He began to
move and she responded eagerly, moving in unison with him. Soon, they were
gasping and panting, their bodies streaming with sweat. Her body snapped
back, her breasts jiggled, his thrusts got faster, deeper, harder.

Within minutes, he was ram-fucking her furiously again. His head arched back
and his buttocks plummeted up and down, up and down, up and down, his penis
stroking powerfully in and out, in and out, in and out of her cunt. Kiran
moaned deliriously, her head whipping ecstatically from side to side.

"OHHHhh god yes yes ohh yes yes ... ohhhh yeh that's it ... c'mon fuck me
lover .... yeh .... take me .... ohhhh yes!"

"Take it bitch .... yeh cunt ... take it all yes!" he returned.

She began to orgasm again and he kept fucking her, forcing her on to another
orgasm and yet a third. She moaned and cried out, her body heaving and
writhing and thrashing joyously under his.

Now he wanted her for his own pleasure. He jerked out of her and fucked her
again, this time lying on his side and thrusting quickly into her from
behind, lifting one of her legs high in his hand. He fucked her rapidly, one
hand on her hip, the other on her shoulder, jigging her furiously up and
down on his cock. Her breasts bounced and she cried out, her eyes closed,
whimpering tiredly. The enormous cock was relentless in her cunt, thrusting
angrily in and out of her cunt, his balls slamming against her buttocks and
thighs. She came again and he swore violently, his cock jerking into her
over and over. He struggled for control. Somehow, he managed to hold back.
She bowed her head, panting and gasping, awed by his stamina and staying
power. Rarely did a lover satisfy her thus. She sensed his desire and she
satisfied it willingly.

 Quickly, she got onto the nearest armchair on her knees, her hands
clenching the backrest, her buttocks thrust back, proffering her anus.
Gasping with excitement, the servant stood behind her and pressed his
cock-head to her asshole. He was burning with lust. Her sphincter spasmed
once and he cried out, his head snapping back and jammed his cock into her
asshole. Kiran screamed softly, her face contorting in a grimace of pain and
lust as the huge, fiery rod seared into her butt. She dug a hand into her
crotch and began to masturbate frantically.

"Yes ... yes ... fuck me ... fuck my ass ... fuck it hard!" she gasped.
"*Maarmerigaand*! *Jorsemaar*!"

Overpowered by lust, he ram-fucked her butt, jerking and slamming his hips
back and forth, forcing his cock into her asshole again and again. It was
burning hot and tight as a vice and it convulsed feverishly on his penis. He
felt her orgasm and her ass cramped almost painfully on his dick. He cried
out and rocked into her savagely and finally lost control. Beneath him,
Kiran mewed in pleasure and joy when she felt the sharp sting of his spoot
geysering in a searing flood into her asshole.

He slid out of her asshole slowly, his cock quivering and throbbing. She
moaned, and her breath came in heaving, rattling gasps. Her head bowed
between her arms. He chuckled softly and squeezed her dangling breasts. She
groaned.

"Well, whore, like it? Had a good fuck?" he growled.

She turned around and sat in the chair and smiled prettily. "Yes," she said.
"It was very good. Thank you. Are you game for more?"

The man laughed. "Sure thing, bitch."

"Good. Fuck me again."

"Don't you wanna know my name at all?"

She looked genuinely puzzled. "What for?" She fondled his cock and smiled
gently. "As long as you're ready to use your cock on me, I don't care."

The man laughed, shaking his head in disbelief. "You're one horny whore!"

He told her his name anyway, Bhiku, and she told him hers, quite
unnecessarily. He knew who she was. Kiran kissed the servant, holding his
head in her hands and thrusting her tongue hungrily into his mouth. He
squeezed her breasts. She arched her back and pushed his head to her
breasts. He sucked them gently, then sharply. She groaned and pushed his
head lower. He kissed her belly and nuzzled her crotch. Her legs spread
wide, hooking over the arms of the chair. He thrust his face into her cunt.

"Come on, loverboy ... lick my slit ... shove your tongue into my pussy!
*Chaatmujhe*!"

The servant pulled her cunt-lips open and slid his tongue into her crack.
She groaned and closed her eyes, tilting her face up. His tongue was
wonderful, thick and heavy, rippling through her sodden slit like fire. She
squeezed her breasts with one hand, moving his head around in her groin with
the other. Kiran whimpered her pleasure.

He tongue-fucked her steadily for several minutes, savouring the heady taste
of her cunt juices and his own gunk. She moaned and whimpered happily, her
hips jerking and writhing under his face. He straightened and climbed on the
chair and gave her his cock to suck once again. She took it in her mouth
greedily and sucked and licked it lasciviously, her tongue working its magic
on the penis. He fucked her face unhurriedly, pumping his hips back and
forth, rocking her head with one hand, bending his head to watch her suck
his penis. She sucked harder and harder, moaning and whimpering in her
throat.

He pulled away and stood on the floor and leaned over her. She spread her
legs wide and lifted her cunt up high. One hand on the back of the chair,
his head bent to watch her under him, he flexed his buttocks and slowly
drilled his cock into her cunt. Kiran moaned softly as the huge rod seared
into her flesh. She gripped his buttocks and dragged his head down to hers.

"Fuck me," she groaned in his ear, tonguing it. ""Fuck me Bhiku! Shove your
cock into my slit ... I want it all! I want to feel it right up inside me!
*Bhardemerechuthko*!"

Slowly, the servant flexed his buttocks tighter and tighter. He grimaced and
gasped as her hot cunt convulsed frantically on the intruding penis as it
burrowed and plowed into her soft, eager, wanton flesh. Her head jerked to
one side and she whimpered in pleasure, her chest heaving. Bhiku crushed her
breasts with one hand. She groaned, clenching his arms, her hips arched
high, her buttocks taut, her cunt squeezing and sucking hungrily on his
penis.

"Oh fuck!" he gasped. "Oh fuck yes! Ohhh yes, baby yes! Take it! Take it
whore! Take my cock!"

"Ohhh ... uhhhh yes ... yes ... ohhhh yes ... yes ... ohhh uhhh oh ma uhhh
ahhh ... yes ... oh ma uhhh ahh ... unhhh ohhh uhhh ohhh uhh Oh oh oh!"

Now gripping both arms of the chair, gasping with exertion, the servant
began to grind his cock heavily in and out of Kiran's cunt. She gasped and
moaned, arching and writhing erotically under him, squeezing and crushing
her breasts in an eager frenzy.

"Fuck me!" she called. "Fuck me all night, Bhiku! Fuck me hard!"

Not that he needed any bidding anyway ...


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