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                      Erotica by Mary Jorsay Gandmar

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                     THE GUEST WHO CAME AT DINNER
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Sonali drove home slowly, relaxed in the post-coital languor of her
exhilarating sex with the peon, Chiman. Her husband was home when she
arrived. She kissed him gently.

"Hi. You're late."

"Sorry. Got stuck in the office."

He knew what that meant. "Who with?"

"Chiman. The peon."

"Good fuck?"

"Yes, very. I was watching some of the others fucking in the chamber when he
came in. I was hot and wanted a fuck and he was there. It was good, nice and
hard."

Sameer looked worried. "You going to be able to do it again tonight with
Nikhil?"

"Is that his name?"

"Yes."

"No, it's not problem. I've got some pills, and anyway, I'm quite randy. As
usual." She smiled.

Sameer laughed. He was glad he had married her. Sonali was a sexual
libertine, with a no-holds-barred, utterly uninhibited attitude to sex. She
had a wealth of sexual experience: she had first got laid at fifteen and had
seldom been without a lover for long since. He kissed her again, caressing
her petite body. She squirmed gently against him, rubbing her crotch against
his. At last, she stepped away.

He followed her to the bedroom and watched as she undressed quickly, taking
pleasure in her nude, firm, petite body. Their servant, Ganpat, was making
the bed, but neither Sonali nor Sameer asked him to leave. He had been her
lover since she was fifteen years old, and he fucked her still. He finished
and straightened and Sameer watched as his naked wife kissed his servant. He
cupped one breast and squeezed her buttock.

"Do you want me to fuck you quickly?" he murmured.

She shook her head and smiled. "Not now, thank you, Ganpat. Maybe later. But
I could suck you off if you like."

"That would be nice."

Sameer grinned and settled into a deep armchair and lit a cigarette. He
enjoyed watching his wife and his servant have sex. It was very erotic.

Sonali was already on her knees in front of the dark, handsome, muscular
man. He wore shorts and a vest, and she pulled his shorts down with
practiced ease. His penis was dark and long and thick. She smiled with
pleasure and took it in her hands and began to masturbate him deftly. Ganpat
stood with his head bowed, watching her. He put his hand on her head and
pulled it forward to his crotch.

"Come on, whore," he murmured. "Suck my cock, whore! *Choosmujhe*!"

He liked using words like that, and she liked hearing them. She slid the
foreskin back off her servant's cock-head and sensuously swirled her pointed
tongue over the gorged knob. The man grunted softly and jerked his hips
forward. She licked his cock-head gently, lovingly, running her tongue round
and round the hard knob. His shaft throbbed and pulsed and came erect at her
lips. She opened them wide and slid them around his penis. Ganpat groaned
softly. Murmuring happily, she sucked his penis, rocking her head back and
forth between his legs. Her servant gasped and moaned as he fucked her face,
moving her head back and forth with one hand. She sucked him steadily and
expertly and he arched his face and closed his eyes. Sameer knew well how
wonderful it felt. His wife was one incredible piece of ass.

As he watched, his servant fucked her mouth faster and faster, gasping and
grunting. Suddenly, he groaned and exploded. Sonali was ready for him, and
she opened her mouth wide and let both men see her servant's jizz spurt into
her mouth in thick jets. It dribbled over her chin and cheeks and she shook
it over her breasts, spattering them. Ganpat stepped away with a smile and
pulled up his shorts. She got to her feet and kissed him.

"Fuck me later," she said again. "After dinner. Late at night, long and
slow."

"Yes," he said. "I'll do that."

Ganpat left them alone and Sonali walked across to Sameer in the armchair.
She bent over him and kissed him gently. He could taste Ganpat's gunk and it
excited him. He cupped her swollen pendulous breasts in pleasure, enjoying
the feel and weight of them in his hands. They warmed and swelled, the
nipples quickly stiffening in his palms. Her kiss grew more ardent and she
gasped softly as he tweaked her nipples. His fingers grew sticky with his
servant's gunk. He released her, and she slid onto his lap, smiling.

"I love you," she murmured, pecking his cheek, biting his earlobe.

"I love you, too."

"I know."

His hands slid up and down her naked body, caressing her.

"I can still smell him on you," he murmured.

"Turns you on?"

"Yes. Definitely."

"Want to fuck?"

"Love to, but no. If you're really randy, you might as well simmer for
Nikhil."

"It's that important?"

"Yes. If it goes through, I should take about a two and a half million,
maybe more."

"Seriously?"

"Yes. It's a big deal, Sonali. The biggest I've ever done."

She looked worried. "Sameer, can you trust this guy?"

"Why do you ask?"

"No, not that I mind sleeping with him for you - or even just for the heck
of it, really - but I don't want you to take a knock in this. What's the
risk?"

He smiled and kissed her. "God, I really do love you, babe," he muttered.
"When it's done, I'm going to fuck you to kingdom come."

"That apart, love, you haven't answered the question."

"Well, there is a certain risk. I could lose half that, more maybe, if
things get bad."

"Oh, that's all right, then." She nodded. "Do you have the money or shall I
arrange it?"

He shook his head. He knew she was wealthy in her own right. She had an
enormous income from the two oldest professions in the world: law and
prostitution. His own business was doing well, but there was always an
element of uncertainty and risk.

"No, babe - I'm okay. Thanks anyway," he said with a smile.

They kissed slowly and deeply, caressing each other. She slid her tongue
into his mouth and aroused him despite his mumbled protests. His penis
stirred under his jeans and she writhed provocatively against him and slid
her hands under his open shirt.

Sameer was tall, well-built, with a firm, muscular body and a handsome face.
He was deeply tanned, with a lean, aquiline, clean-shaven face, a strong
nose, a square jaw, the eyes deep-set, dark, powerful. His thick hair was
jet black. His mouth was slender and strong, the teeth even and healthy. His
torso was V-shaped with broad, strong shoulders, a deep, cleaved chest. The
back was strong and straight, the hips high, the buttocks firm and small,
the waist narrow. His arms and legs were long and thick with muscle, the
forearms and biceps and thighs round with heavy bunches of strength. His
cock was wonderful: erect, it was nine inches long, nearly two inches thick
with heavy, low balls.

Now she tongued his ear lasciviously and it was a struggle to refuse her.
She was aroused and her face was a vision of sensuality. Her body smelled
musky and warm and sexy. He was sorely tempted. But there was too much at
stake. He had to get this contract. It would put him in clover. He struggled
for control. She sensed it and stopped, leaning against him for a long
moment with her head on his shoulder, steadying her breathing.

"Later," he promised. "I'll fuck you hard. Later."

They kissed again, and she got up reluctantly, and went into the bathroom.
He lit another cigarette and went out to await his guest and prospective
partner in business.

She showered and changed, selecting her most exotic perfume and dabbing her
breasts and cleavage and inner thighs and the backs of her ears with it. She
did her make-up carefully, lining her eyes with *kajal*, lightly rouging her
lips.

Browsing through her wardrobe, she selected an elegant, translucent
*churidar- kurta* ensemble. It afforded a tantalising hint of her aureoles
and nipples and pubis. The material was soft and clung to her body and
accentuated the thrust of her breasts. She wore no underwear and her breasts
bounced suggestively when she moved. She tied her hair in a high pony tail
and fastened it with a circular large-toothed comb-ring. Humming to herself,
Sonali opened the drawer of her bureau and picked out a large box of pills,
vials, capsules and tablets. She selected several carefully and took them in
the prescribed combination. They were highly potent aphrodisiacs and, within
seconds, their effect hit her like a hammerblow. The adrenaline pumped, her
pulse raced, her nipples shot erect, her loins flickered with lust-heat and
she felt her cunt grow damp.

Almost without thinking, she reached for her favourite vibrator. She was
about to strip again, when she heard the doorbell. It jerked her out of a
growing sexual reverie and she replaced the vibrator wistfully. She was
about to shut the door when her eyes fell upon a large jewellery box. She
smiled to herself and pulled it out. It was lined with velvet and had an
inlaid ivory lid. The box contained a large selection of Ben-wa balls,
silver orbs weighted with mercury, carefully arranged in matched pairs. She
picked up two of the smaller ones and replaced the box. Dropping her
*churidar*, lifting her *kurta*, she lay on her back on the edge of the bed
and, spreading her legs, quickly popped the twin balls into her cunt. She
gasped softly and then rubbed her thighs together with a sigh of pleasure.
The weighted orbs rolled smoothly around her clitoris, stimulating it
gently. They would keep her aroused and on the brink of an orgasm,
stimulating her with every body movement, steadily stoking her cunt fires.
Yet they were small enough not to have to be removed during sex. If her
partner's cock was on the smaller side, they would compensate and arouse her
as a larger penis might; and if it was bigger, they would augment the
pleasure for her partner as well, caressing his cock within her cunt. She
got up and dressed, hoping that their guest would be an attractive,
well-endowed man, worthy of sharing her bed.

Nikhil turned out to be an intelligent, good-looking young man, obviously
extremely rich, from his clothes and manner, well-travelled and worldly. She
set a good table and he ate well, enjoying his meal. As she brought out the
dessert - a delectable, delicate orange soufflé - the conversation turned to
unconventionalism in sex. Nikhil bemoaned the hidebound outlook of the
middle-class. Sameer pointed out that it was true of the middle-class
anywhere. Nikhil was forced to agree. Sonali said that actually, in her
experience, the Indian urban middle-class was far more sexually active than
was generally supposed.

"It has to do with architecture, in a sense," she said. "No, don't laugh,
think about it. Our cities are crowded and crammed - most of them anyway.
The run-of-the-mill house lacks any sense of design and throws all
considerations of form and function to the winds. We build boxes and expect
people to make do. There's no division of space and no privacy. So people
have to eat, cook, sleep, and, ultimately, have sex in a single space. The
pressure is enormous. Add the social chastity belt and you have all the
ingredients for a sexual revolution."

"Revolutions are generally by the poor, Sonali," Nikhil laughed.

"Wrong again. Historically, revolutions have always been engineered by the
middle-class. The poor only provide the muscle. That was true even of the
French revolution. And every other, even the Marxist ones."

"Possibly you're right," Nikhil admitted. "So, are you suggesting that we
are on the brink of a sexual revolt from the middle-class in India?"

"I'm not suggesting it. I'm saying it's already taking place, even now. More
people are sating their sexual desires than ever before and they're
transgressing every sexual more that's been dinned into their heads."

"And even your soufflé is laced with Spanish Fly, then?"

"Certainly not."

"What a shame."

"It's got something far more potent."

"What's that?"

Sonali grinned mischievously. "My cunt-juice."

There was a terrible little silence, and then Nikhil smiled slowly, his eyes
glinting. Sonali glanced at her husband and sensed his relief. They all
laughed.

"And what will that achieve?" Nikhil asked.

"A certain feistiness, I imagine."

Nikhil chuckled. "Obviously, you don't have any qualms about, say,
extramarital sex?"

Sameer and Sonali glanced at each other, and then he turned to Nikhil with a
smile.

"No, we don't have any such reservations, Nikhil. We can't afford to. We
fornicate all the time. Everyone in our family does, and so do our friends."

"Let's cut this genteel crap, Nikhil," Sonali said quietly. "Simply put, we
enjoy fucking. All of us do. We swap. We have group sex. We fuck all kinds
of people. Take me, for instance. I fuck my peons and servants almost daily.
Ganpat, our servant here, has been fucking me since I was fifteen and he
still does. Why, just before you arrived, I sucked his cock till he creamed
in my face. I enjoy that, too. And I do all kinds of other things as well. I
enjoy lesbian sex. I also perform on stage and in films and for magazines.
Live shows, too, not necessarily with each other."

"And she's a whore," Sameer said.

"What?"

"My wife is a whore. She gets paid for sex."

"Yes. I enjoy that. It's fun. The sex is good, and I get paid to have fun."

"I can't imagine you do that voluntarily!"

"Oh, but I do. It's quite a trip being fucked by someone whose name you
don't know, who you know nothing about, who just walked into your life and
without any small talk, got on with the fucking. It's completely honest,
there are no pretensions. The client has only one thing on his mind. So do
I. He comes in and fucks me. He pays me and leaves. Other guys come in. They
get to know me in my most basic, elemental state, and then they walk out
after they're done and very often, I never see them again. It really is a
massive turn-on."

Ganpat came in with a tray. "Coffee?" Sonali asked.

Nikhil stared at her in surprise. In a fraction of a second, with just one
word, she had switched from gutter-slut to society hostess. He flicked a
glance at the servant and tried to imagine him fucking Sonali. A vision of
them flashed in his mind: Sonali gasping and moaning like a whore, panting
and heaving, thrashing under him, her face flipping from side to side,
moaning obscenities as the servant thrust his cock into her cunt again and
again. It was incredibly y erotic.

"Coffee?" Sonali repeated.

"Yes, please. Black, no sugar." Nikhil mumbled, snapping out of his
nympholepsy.

She poured him a cup and got up to hand it to him. Nikhil watched her move,
noticing the bouncing of her breasts. Obviously, she was naked under her
clothes. He could see the points of her nipples and a hint of the aureoles
surrounding them. She was very attractive, he thought; short, petite, with a
body that was perfectly formed for her height. Her face was cute: oval, with
lovely eyes lined with *kajal*, high cheekbones and a delicate line to the
jaw. Her hair was superb. Her breasts looked full and firm. Her belly was
flat, the hips and buttocks nice and firm, not too wide, the legs and arms
neatly turned, the fingers elegant. He noticed her jewellery, the gold chain
with its inverted sepal pearl pendant, her pearl and gold earrings, her
finger-rings and lone diamond-studded bangle.

She bent forward to hand him the cup and he could see the tantalising shadow
of her deep cleavage, the swell of her breasts almost down to the nipples.

"I would like to fuck you," Nikhil said softly to Sonali.

She looked up at him, remaining as she was.

"May I?" he repeated.

Without waiting for an answer, he slid his hands under the lapels of her
*kurta* and cupped her breasts. He fondled them gently, and she bit her
lower lip. Enjoying the feel and weight of her flesh in his palm, he watched
as her eyes fluttered and her lips parted slowly in an unmistakable sign of
excitement. Her eyes looked glassy, and her breathing shortened. The Ben-wa
balls in her cunt had been steadily stimulating her clitoris and she felt
her cunt ooze in delight. She slid forward onto his lap and pulled open the
last two buttons of her *kurta* and exposed her breasts. Nikhil smiled and
kissed one breast gently. It was hot and turgid and her nipples were already
stiff.

"I take it you have no objection?" Nikhil asked Sameer.

"None whatever."

"Then this has happened before?"

"Frequently."

Sonali leaned forward and swirled her tongue through Nikhil's ear. He
murmured and they kissed and her tongue snaked between his lips into his
mouth. She began to unbutton his shirt. He could feel the heat of her cunt
through her *churidar*.

"Do you watch?" Nikhil asked Sameer.

"Whenever I can. It excites me."

"Will you watch us tonight?"

"Certainly."

Sonali had bent her head and was licking his throat, slowly descending to
his nipple. She ran her tongue around it and began to suck it gently. It
felt wonderful.

"There is a price for this favour, no doubt?" he said to Sameer.

"I'm afraid so." Sameer didn't sound the least bit sorry.

"Which is?"

"My terms without negotiation."

"That's asking rather a lot."

"My wife is an extraordinary fuck."

"So you keep saying."

"So you'll see. Try it and decide for yourself."

Sonali had moved to Nikhil's other nipple and now she was going down slowly,
unbuttoning his shirt and kissing his firm, hard belly, till she was on her
knees between his legs. She fumbled with his trousers and belt, undid them,
pulled down his zipper and drew out his penis. It was long and thick and
dark. Moaning softly, she kissed the cock-head and, flipping back the
foreskin, swirled her tongue over the bulbous knob. Nikhil grunted and
chuckled and looked down at her.

"I'm still not sure she's worth it. In effect, you're asking for several
lakhs for the privilege of fucking her."

"She's worth every penny."

"You might think so. I might not."

"I doubt it."

Sonali stopped and looked up. Nikhil's cock was stiffening at her face.

"Might I suggest something?" she said softly.

"Certainly," Nikhil replied.

"Let's make a deal. If you're satisfied with me, then Sameer gets his terms.
But, remember, I said I was a whore. So, in addition, you get to fuck me
anytime you want, on a priority basis, and free."

"And if I'm not satisfied?"

"I doubt the question will arise, but anyway. If you're not happy, you get
your terms, however onerous they are, and you still get to fuck me on a
priority basis, for free."

"So either way I win."

"As far as fucking me is concerned, yes."

"That's very fair."

"I thought you'd see it like that."

"But I want something more."

"What?"

"I want to watch your servant fucking you."

Sonali laughed. "Certainly, no problem there. Before or after?"

"After, please."

"Done."

"Incidentally, what are your charges as a whore?"

"I'm in the second highest slab. That's very expensive." She told him how
much she took.

"You're very expensive."

"I'm very good."

"We'll see."

"You will. Believe me."

Sonali rose and kissed her guest in unfaked sexual hunger. He squeezed her
breasts and found her nipples stiff and quivering with excitement. She slid
her hands under his shirt, pulled it out of his trousers, and deftly knotted
his shirt-tails across his belly. His chest was deep and solid,
well-muscled, hard and cleaved, hairless, the skin smooth and warm. His
belly was hard and flat, the hips narrow, the torso V-shaped, with broad,
strong shoulders. He had arms and legs that were bunched with muscle. His
face was clean-shaven, square-jawed, with a fine, long nose, a wide,
slim-lipped mouth, high cheekbones and strong, lined, hollowed cheeks. His
eyes were deep-set and dark brown, the thick hair cut short.

She expected he would have a sizable cock. She smiled at him with genuine
warmth, her eyes glittering with excitement. She pulled off her *kurta* and
he squeezed her exposed breasts, offering them to him wantonly. Sonali
murmured in pleasure as the hot fires of lust rippled out of her
breast-tips, her aureoles puckering in excitement. Her face was a vision of
lust, the lips parted sensuously as she smiled. Her nostrils were flared,
her breath sharp, warm and musky on his face as she kissed him yet again,
slowly, deeply, their mouths apart and parted, tongues flickering in and out
of one another's mouths sexily.

He bent his head to her chest and she murmured, her head turned to one side,
a gentle smile on her lips, her face languorous, her eyes on him as he slid
his lips down the line of her throat. The gold chain with the pearl pendant
in the inverted sepal pendant that hung around her neck glimmered on her
chest, nestling in the deep, inviting vale between her inviting breasts. Her
nipples were already stiff, quivering. He moistened his finger and gently
rubbed it around one nipple, then the other. Sonali murmured in pleasure.
Her breasts swelled and grew hard, the nipples stiffening further and warm
rivulets of pleasure rippled sensuously from her breast-tips.

She lifted her breasts in her hands, caressing them sexily. His lips hovered
tantalisingly over her breasts. She squeezed the fleshy mounds in her hands,
rolling them together, bunching them, deepening the valley between. He
smiled in pleasure at the sight, and bent his head. His lips parted and his
tongue slid out over a nipple. Sonali sighed in pleasure, her eyes
fluttering. She squeezed the mound harder and his lips parted, his tongue
still moving in circles around the puckered aureole and the stiff nipple,
flicking it this way and that. He slid his lips down around her breast and
she gasped softly as the warmth of his mouth enveloped her breast. His other
hand was on her free breast, fondling it tenderly.

"Mmm, that's nice ..." Sonali murmured.

Nikhil found her breast swelling, growing hotter, the nipple hardening in
his mouth. He teethed it, rolled it across his tongue and gums and the roof
of his mouth, sucked hard, let go, sucked hard, paused again. Sonali gasped
softly. He moved to the other breast. She caressed his head, fondling his
chest under his open shirt, his strong back. His lips slid lower, down the
creamy, firm belly, his tongue slithering in and out of her delicate navel.

"Just a minute," she murmured, undoing her *churidar* and kicking it aside.

She was naked beneath, her cunt-fuzz already damp with excitement and the
constant stimulation of her clitoris by the twin Ben-wa balls in her cunt.
He slid his fingertip along her slit. Sonali murmured in delight and her
hips jerked in pleasure.

"I want to lick your cunt," he muttered.

She smiled. "I like having my slit licked."

"I like doing it. There's nothing quite like the heady scent of a hot
broad's cunt."

"I know. I do lesbian sex, too."

Her lips parted, breathing heavily with excitement, she nodded and he got up
and she settled into the sofa beside his chair. Now he knelt between her
legs and thrust his head between her thighs. Parting her damp cunt-lips wide
with his fingers, he drove his face into her crotch. Sonali gasped and
arched as his hot breath seared into her. Her body lifted off the chair. She
dug her fingers into his hair in excitement as his tongue snaked out. The
musky odour of her cunt made his head swim with excitement and he felt his
cock begin to swell. His tongue flickered in and out and up and down and
round and round in her cunt, teasing her clitoris. His lips pushed in and he
sucked on the gorged ridge of her clitoris and nibbled it gently. Sonali
cried out and arched, her hips lifting off the sofa in excitement as she
felt his hot, rough tongue in her cunt. He held her thighs apart and ate her
cunt, savouring the taste and odour, enjoying the hot moistness of her
flesh. She clenched his hair, gasping and crying out. Now her neck was on
the backrest of the sofa, her head upturned, hair hanging down the back of
the sofa, her feet on the floor, hips grinding and writhing ecstatically. He
slid a hand down between her buttocks and pressed a fingertip to her anus.
She moaned ecstatically, her head rolling from side to side. Her sphincter
yielded and she gasped and arched as his thick finger slid into her rear
channel.

At last he stopped, leaving her teetering on the brink of an orgasm. By now,
Sonali's body was blazing with lust and aching for release. Her cunt
hungered for his cock. She slid off the sofa on to her knees, her breath
short, chest heaving, nostrils dilated. Sonali's eyes widened at the sight
of his erection. It looked huge, a good ten inches long, nearly two thick.
It was bigger than Sameer's. She leaned forward and he gasped as her hot
tongue and warm lips closed around the cock-head. His balls were heavy, low,
his pudenda dangling from a mat of neatly trimmed curly, springy black hair.
She curled her fingers lovingly about his cock and began to jerk him. He
gasped, then chuckled as she caressed her face with it. She rose on her
knees, too, to rub it sexily over her swollen breasts and her rigid nipples,
her body glowing as she felt the cock leave its sticky trail of pre-cum gunk
on her breast-tips. She squeezed her breasts into a taut sheath over his
cock and he gasped at the warmth of it. She moaned to herself, rubbing her
nipples along its length.

"C'mon bitch ... suck it!" he grunted, his excitement mounting.

She ducked her head and expertly rolled back the thick foreskin of his cock.
Her eager tongue snaked out and swirled lovingly around his gorged
cock-head, making his gasp. She could taste the musky cum on him. She ran
her tongue and teeth up and down his shaft, sucked his balls by turn
delicately, slowly jerking his cock in her fist. At last, she returned to
his cock and slipped her lips around his cock-head, enveloping his enormous
pestle in her mouth, all the while caressing it lovingly with her tongue.
Nikhil gasped and flung his head back. Her mouth was gloriously warm and
moist, her tongue adept, her fingers on his balls, in his anus, slowly
twisting in, making him gasp and thrust his cock at her mouth, now distended
with his penis. She began to suck, let go, suck, let go, lick, suck, let go,
and then sucked harder and harder, her head bobbing and rocking back and
forth, his cock glistening as it went in and out of her mouth and lips. He
held her head in his hands and began to move it as he fucked her mouth.
Sameer could see his guest's swollen penis slithering in and out of his
wife's lovely mouth, could see, too, the excitement on his face, the naked
lust on hers. Her lips and cheeks and fingers were sticky with his gunk and
she smeared it with longing over his whole cock, lubricating it, over his
balls and thighs and her breasts. Her cunt tingled and she thrust a hand
between her legs and began to masturbate.

Behind her, Sameer watched her elegant finger, curled up into her cunt,
moving in and out, in and out, in and out. He saw her finger become wet and
saw, too, the glint of cunt-juice on her cunt-fuzz.

"Mmmm, ohhhh uhhhh yeh uhhhh Ohhh yeh Sonali baby yeh!" Nikhil gasped in
joy.

She, too, was capable of timing things just so. She stopped, leaving him
quivering on the brink of an orgasm and he gasped, struggling for control.
Sonali smiled to herself. Nikhil groaned, barely managing to contain
himself. His cock throbbed and his balls ached.

"C'mon Nikhil ... fuck me," Sonali murmured, rising to her feet. "Show me
how good *you* are."

Nikhil lay on his back on the sofa, his legs spread, his head against one of
the arms, resting on a cushion. Sonali smiled and bent her head between his
legs again and took his penis in her mouth once more. Her head bobbed over
his thighs and he felt his balls throb. She sensed it and slid up astride
him. Her body was bent over his, their faces very close. His cock was in his
hand and he fumbled for her cunt. Found it. Paused. She bit her lower lip in
exquisite tension and then, with a loud, shuddering gasp, slowly slid her
hips down, engulfing his cock in her taut cunt, sliding it inexorably
downwards till he was embedded in her to the hilt.

Nikhil gasped in shock as he felt the hard Ben-wa balls in her cunt rasp
along the length of his cock as it slid into her cunt. The sensation was
incredible: the balls delicately rolling around his cock-head and over his
shaft. She grinned at his stunned expression.

"Like it?" she murmured, lasciviously tonguing his ear.

"Fantastic! You're a helluva piece of ass, whore!"

"Thank you," she giggled. "I have to be, at my price. Part of the job. Call
it a professional courtesy."

Her cunt convulsed on his massive, pulsating penis and he gasped at her heat
and tension. Her cunt was a tight, hot furnace. She kissed him hungrily,
lasciviously arching her tongue into his mouth. Caressing her breasts, her
superb back, her creamy, firm buttocks, he murmured his pleasure. The gold
chain around her neck brushed cool on his tacky skin. She pressed against
him, her cunt grinding on his loins, her breasts flattening on his hard
chest, kissing him in obvious hunger. His knees rose behind her, between her
spread thighs. His hands slid down her back to her buttocks, pulling them
wide open, a finger gently pressing to the puckered flesh of her anus.
Sonali moaned softly, tonguing his ear, her cunt writhing on his cock as he
slowly slid his finger into her asshole. She rose on her elbows, a smile of
languorous pleasure on her pretty face. Her breasts brushed his lips and
face and he sucked on one pendulous, succulent breast gently, making her
moan. She smiled in delight at the touch of his tongue and lips and teeth on
her breasts. He cupped and squeezed them.

Sonali rose higher and began to move on her knees and forearms, her face
close to Nikhil's, eyes closed, head upturned, lips parted and moaning
softly, erotically. Her hips began to pump, rising and falling, rising and
falling, gyrating in taut, exquisite little circles, grinding round and
round. Nikhil groaned and bucked under her as her delectable cunt spasmed
and clamped, rose and fell and rose and fell on his pillar of delight. His
cock shone and glistened with their comingled juices as her cunt slid up and
down, up and down the shaft, the weighted Ben-wa balls rolling sensuously
along his length with her cunt's bucking. Her breasts jigged against his
face and chin, her body felt warm on his. He began to move with her, slowly
at first, his hips heaving and pumping in a steady, yet insistent rhythm to
match hers perfectly.

"Mmm, yeh ... uhhh oh yeh ohhhh ... uhhh Ohhhhh uhh that's so good yes ...
mmmm, yes oh my ohhhh yes ohhh god yes yes," Sonali muttered thickly in
pleasure, rocking back and forth, up and down on his lap.

"C'mon take it ... take it all, bitch ... take it!" he gasped.

They began to move faster and faster, her cunt jerking up, then slamming
down, their rhythm becoming frenetic and frenzied as the fires built and
grew and spread. His huge cock seared and throbbed inside her belly, making
her moan in ecstasy, the Ben-wa balls and his rough-skinned shaft rasping
against her engorged, inflamed clitoris.

"Ohhhh uhh OHHHHH uhh OHHHHH god yes Fuck me yeh ohhhhh uhhh yeh that's it
... mmm, yeh FUCKMEBABY ... uhhh Ohhhh uhh OH!" she cried, gasping and
panting.

Her body shook and trembled and her cries rose in pitch and volume and
obscene lust. Her cunt heaved and bucked furiously now, jerking up, then
thrusting down hard and deep, engulfing him in her fiery little cunt, his
rod searing, his hips pounding and jerking hard up and down, up and down,
tossing her petite little body on his lap. Her cunt was going up a good
eight inches or more, then running down on his lance fully, rising again,
thrusting and ramming itself again, impaled deeply on his penis. She
straightened, moaning, her face a vision of lust, her head flung back,
lovely lips parted, perfect teeth bared in a rictus of sexual heat, her body
heaving and bouncing on his lap. His hands were under her thighs, moving her
on his cock, lifting her up, jerking her down, up and down, up and down, up
and down, faster and faster. Her breasts jiggled, her gold chain flapped and
tossed on her chest. She hissed and sucked in her breath sharply as he
thrust especially deep into her, her hands sliding erotically up her body,
over her breasts, cupping and squeezing and crushing and mauling and rolling
them in excitement.

"OHHHHh uhh OHHHH uhh OHHHH uhh OHHHHHH!" she moaned as she jerked and
bucked and jigged on his cock, her cunt a hot, wet vice on his burning cock.

Nikhil could barely hold back. Moaning ecstatically, his belly and balls
aching for release, he gasped as her cunt clamped on his cock, the balls in
her cunt rolling furiously up and down, up and down his length, driving him
wild.

"Yehhhh ohhh baby yeh yeh yeh take it ... take it bitch ... take it all cunt
... mmm yeh yeh oHHHHHHH uhhh OHHHHH!" he cried. "Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck
yes! Ohhh yes!"

Sonali gasped and cried down, bucking up and down, her cunt rising and
crashing down and taking him deep into her. She came violently, her cunt
convulsing frantically on his penis. Somehow, he managed to hold back, and
chuckled at the look of frustration and pleasure in her eyes. The orgasm did
not sate her. The drugs she had taken sharpened her sexual hunger with every
orgasm. It would take a great deal to satisfy her tonight.

Moaning thickly, she slid off his cock and, greedily, took his penis in her
mouth again. He moaned and jerked his hips at her face. She had an idea, and
paused. He craned his head to see what she was up to. She half-turned on her
side and lifted one leg, splitting her cunt-lips open and thrust a finger
into her cunt. She rummaged for a second and then flipped out the two
shining Ben-wa balls that had lain in her warm oven. As Nikhil watched,
Sonali smiled and popped them into her mouth. She slid up his body and
kissed him, and let the balls slither out along his gums and lips and
tongue, rolling them into his mouth, then smoothly withdrawing them again.
Nikhil could taste her musky juice, his cock smell on them, and it excited
him. She slid lower again, kissing and licking his hard body, tonguing his
belly and navel.

Taking the mercury weighted orbs in her hands, she masturbated him, letting
the balls slither and roll along his shaft. Nikhil's balls crackled with
heat. Again she popped the balls in her mouth and took his cock in her
mouth. The smooth balls rolled gently about his cock-head in her mouth, and
rippled up and down his shaft, around the cock-head again, round and round,
up and down.

"OHHhhh uhh OHhh yeh baby yeh ... c'mon cunt, do it ... ohhh ... mmm... yeh
... ohhh ohhhh uhhh OHHhhh uhh OH yeh uhh OHHHH!" he cried.

His hips jerked and heaved and he gripped her head and slammed it up and
down as he ram-fucked her mouth. He wanted to stop her then, wanted to fuck
her, but she would have none of it. Her fingers curled about his cock's
hilt, jerking him, the other hand cupping and rubbing his balls, fingering
his asshole. Her lips clamped taut, her mouth hot and wet on his cock, her
tongue rolling and swirling over his cock, her face distended, slurping, her
cheeks hollowing, she sucked him harder and harder and harder, siphoning his
juices. He surrendered and exploded violently in her mouth, deep in her
throat. She was ready for it and sucked relentlessly and swallowed his seed
till she was sure she had every last drop of him. She parted her lips and,
standing beside them, Sameer saw their guest's spoot squirt into her mouth
and over her face and breasts. She rose and kissed Nikhil and let him taste
his jizz, then spat out the Ben-wa balls. They had served their purpose
well.

"Done?" she grinned at him.

He shook his head. "Not yet, whore," he growled with a grin. "No such luck.
Come on, roll over - I'm gonna fuck you like a bitch!"

Sonali was surprised and pleased by his staying power. Eagerly, she turned
onto her forearms and knees, her buttocks thrust back at him. He got up
behind her, his cock in his hand, with one knee bent on the sofa, the other
leg wide, foot on the floor and moved forward. She stretched her hand down
to part her cunt-lips for him. He squeezed his cock between her buttocks and
into her cunt slowly. Sameer watched, transfixed by the sight, as Nikhil's
massive penis disappeared slowly between the creamy globes of Sonali's
buttocks. She groaned and her eyes fluttered shut.

Nikhil gasped as her cunt convulsed powerfully on his penis. Her head
arched, her eyes closed and she felt the immense size and heat of his cock
in her flesh, pranging her deep. Whimpering her joy, she began to rock
slowly back and forth, driving her buttocks back and forth on his cock. He
moved with her, and her lips parted in a wide 'O' of lust as he fucked her
heavily, his hips pumping and swinging smoothly back and forth. The huge
cock distended her cunt-lips and appeared and disappeared between her
buttocks, glistening as it went in and out. His buttocks flexed and unflexed
and his thighs slapped against hers, his balls squeezing up at her buttocks
with every thrust.

As the fires roiled and grew in his groin, Nikhil began to move faster.
Holding Sonali by her hips, he swung his hips rapidly back and forth,
jerking her cunt down onto his cock at the same time. She gasped and cried
out, her face twisting with lust. Her body rocked under his, and her
pendulous breasts jiggled and the gold chain around her neck tossed. Faster
and faster he went, ramming and reaming his cock deep and hard into her, his
buttocks flexing powerfully.

Sonali soared toward another orgasm, and her cunt spasmed and convulsed
eagerly on his pistoning penis, making him moan joyously. Their cries grew
louder and lewder and rang in Sameer's ears.

Suddenly, he jerked his cock out of her and flipped her over onto her back.
She spread her legs and lifted one over his shoulder and stretched the other
wide with her foot on the floor beside his and arched her hips up in hunger.

"Fuck me, Nikhil," she gasped. "Fuck me hard!"

Gasping, he squeezed his cock-head into her cunt, paused, took a deep breath
and then, flexing his buttocks, his belly sucking inwards, he swung his hips
forward and drove his cock deep into her with a single deep thrust.

"Ohmauhhhhhhhhhhhahhhhunhhh Ohhhhh god yes!"

Sonali cried out, her head snapping back, her face contorting, her mouth
jerking open as his cock slid savagely deep into her. Her cunt spasmed
frantically on his cock and he gasped, tossing his head and grinding his
hips at her cunt. Without waiting for her, he started ram-fucking her, his
buttocks jerking back and forth like a trip-hammer, his cock pistoning
furiously in and out, back and forth, in and out. Dark and gleaming and
glistening and throbbing, it came out, then plunged in again, rivening her
cunt-lips wide open. She cried out and jerked her cunt-lips further apart,
thumbing her clitoris. She curled finger and thumb around his cock and felt
it rasp in and out of her cunt. He gasped and rammed into her repeatedly.
Her body jerked under his, her breasts jiggling, the nipples stiff and hard.
Faster and faster he went, gasping and moaning and crying out, his hips
swinging back and forth. She came again, and, this time, there was nothing
he could do to prevent his own deluge. He thrust into her quickly, once,
twice, three, four, five, six, seven times, and then gasped his joy as his
jizz spurted from his cock-head and shot in steaming jets into the damp
furnace of her cunt.

Gasping and panting, he bent his head and kissed her, sliding his tongue
into her mouth. She murmured, her chest heaving, her breasts flattened
against his chest and caressed his back erotically. He tongued her ear.

"Thank you," he said. "That was fabulous."

"Are you done?" she asked, licking his nipple.

"Yes, I'm afraid so."

"You were very good."

"Thank you," he repeated.

Slowly, he eased out of her and sat on the sofa, catching his breath. Sameer
smiled and gave him a fresh drink. Sonali lay on the sofa, her cunt sticky
with her guest's jizz, her body still tingling.

Sonali beckoned to her husband. He came across and she pulled his head down
and whispered in his ear. He nodded and, chuckling, left the room. Nikhil
heard him talking on the telephone, but couldn't make out what he was
saying.

"What's up?" he asked Sonali.

She smiled and sat up. "Nothing much. A small surprise for you. You'll have
to wait a few minutes for it, though. I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all," Nikhil smiled. "I trust it will be exciting?"

"That I can assure you," she laughed.

Sameer returned and, over his shoulder, called for the servant. Ganpat came
in and smiled when he saw Sonali naked on the sofa.

Nikhil gaped. He had quite forgotten his demand that he be permitted to
watch the servant fucking Sonali. She turned to him and smiled.

"I keep my promises," she murmured. "Now watch my servant fuck me."

She got to her feet and went across to Ganpat and wound her arms around him
and tilted her face to his. He squeezed her buttocks and breasts and bent
his head to hers and kissed her. Nikhil could see him push his tongue into
her mouth. Slowly, she undid his tunic and pulled it off his torso. It was
trim and muscular. She slithered to her knees and opened his trousers
deftly. They puddled at his feet. His penis was long and dark and thick and,
without further ado, she took it in her mouth and began to suck it. The
servant chuckled, his eyes darting from her to Nikhil, and fucked her face
gently, holding her head and rocking it back and forth, pumping his hips.

"C'mon, whore," he muttered. "Suck my prick, bitch. Suck it good!"

Sonali sucked Ganpat's cock steadily for several minutes. Her head rocked
back and forth between his thighs and he pumped his hips at her face. She
licked his cock-head lasciviously, pumping his shaft in one fist. At last,
he pushed her head away. She rose to her feet and turned around with her
back to him. She leaned against her servant's body, facing her guest, and
turned her face to one side, looping her arm over Ganpat's neck and bringing
his mouth down to hers. Nikhil watched the man squeeze her breasts and
finger her cunt. Her buttocks squirmed against his rigid cock and she
reached down for it.

"Fuck me, Ganpat," she muttered. "Fuck my cunt ..."

Ganpat grinned at Nikhil over her shoulder. "I've been fucking this whore
since she was fifteen ... isn't that so, whore?"

"Yes," she moaned. "Yes, it is."

Laughing, he moved her to the low wooden coffee-table in front of the sofa
on which Nikhil sat. She knelt on its surface and Ganpat pushed her forward
so that she was bent over with her hands on the floor on the other side of
the table, and her buttocks were lifted up high to her servant. He stood
behind her and prised her buttocks open.

"First, I'm gonna fuck her cunt. Then her ass. Watch me," he announced.

Sonali groaned, her head hanging between her arms, her breasts pendulous.
Slowly, Ganpat squeezed his cock into her cunt. She gasped, biting her lower
lip, her head lifting. Chuckling, Ganpat squeezed his cock deeper and deeper
into her cunt. She cried out, trembling and gasping. Nikhil watched it
disappear into her cunt.

He fucked her slowly and unhurriedly, holding her buttocks and rocking her
body before him. Swinging his hips rhythmically, he drove his cock steadily
in and out of her cunt, his buttocks flexing and unflexing. Nikhil had to
admit that the man was a superb lover, with immense control. Sonali gasped
and whimpered, her body jerking under his thrusts, her breasts swinging.
Ganpat fucked her steadily for several minutes, chuckling and smiling at
Nikhil's expression.

"Now her ass," he said and slid his cock out of her cunt.

He prised her buttocks wide open and pressed his cock-head to her anus.
Sonali gasped and tensed. Ganpat took a deep breath and, flexing his
buttocks, slowly squeezed his cock into her asshole. Sonali cried out
thinly, her head snapping up.

Nikhil gaped as he watched her servant fucking her butt. Deeper and deeper
he went and then began to fuck her rapidly, jerking his cock swiftly in and
out of her ass.

Sonali's cries rang in Nikhil's ears. Her body jerked and her face was
contorted with pain and lust. Ganpat gasped and grunted, moving steadily,
going faster and faster. Sliding his hand under her belly, he began to
finger-fuck her cunt at the same time. Sonali cried out, lurching and
writhing, her buttocks rocking back and forth along her servant's shaft. Now
her cries were lewd and obscene.

"Yes ... yes Ganpat yes ... fuck me ... fuck my ass ... Ohhhhh yes ... yes
... fuck my ass hard Ganu ... fuck it harder! Oh ma oh ma oh ma ohhhh unhh
Ohhh god oh yes Ohhhh uhhhh yes-yes-yes-OHHHHHHYES!"

The servant obeyed and she cried out. Laughing at her, he clenched her hair
and jerked her head up so that Nikhil could see the lust on her face. The
servant laughed.

"Good, isn't she? I taught her myself!"

He fucked her ass rhythmically. Nikhil watched Ganpat's cock pistoning in
and out of her ass. Suddenly, Ganpat pulled out of her butt and jerked her
away roughly. She winced and cried out, but didn't protest. Chortling,
Ganpat moved her on her back on the table, spreading her legs wide. He bent
in a squat over her and, leaning forward, his hands on the floor on either
side of the table, rammed his cock into her cunt with a savage thrust.
Sonali cried out and her body arched and twisted under his. As Nikhil
watched, her servant began to ram-fuck her rapidly, slamming his cock in and
out of her cunt. His buttocks bobbed, flexing and unflexing, and his cock
pistoned like a trip-hammer. She cried out, kissing him, sucking his
nipples, clenching his arms, begging him to fuck her harder, harder, harder.
Her breasts wobbled under his thrusts. Nikhil saw her orgasm and, seconds
later, growling his satisfaction, the servant slammed into her repeatedly
and then jerked his cock out of her. Gasping, he shook it and exploded,
showering her petite body with thick streamers of hot jizz. He bent his head
and kissed her and she moaned, returning the embrace, caressing her
servant-lover tenderly. Ganpat got up and began to dress, chuckling softly.

"My god," Nikhil gasped in awe. "She's incredible."

Sameer grinned. Just then, the doorbell rang. He rose to answer it. "Hey,
that's nothing. Wait till you see this!"

Nikhil was introduced to Vinod. He was a peon from her office, and a lover.
She had asked him to come over and fuck her, just for Nikhil's benefit. They
all moved to her bedroom. Sonali went into the bathroom and returned after a
few minutes, washed and douched. Sameer started the video player.

A pornographic movie started playing, starring two lovely young women called
Nisha and Nandini. Watching it, Sonali felt horny again. Vinod and she were
naked on the large, well-sprung double-bed. It was a warm night, and his
body was tacky with sweat. He felt the first erotic trickle of perspiration
on his chest. He sat with his arms around her, his back against the
headboard, his legs spread wide and she sat between his legs, leaning
against his dark, solid body. Watching the movie, she tilted her head back,
her head against his neck.

He caressed her neck and face and breasts gently. Her breasts were full and
firm, and they grew hot and hard at his touch. He delighted in their weight
and fullness. She hunched her shoulders and squeezed her breasts together,
trapping his fingers between them. She turned her face to his and their lips
met in a lingering kiss, his tongue sliding between her lips. He tweaked her
nipples gently.

Sonali tensed, her body growing hot. Her legs spread apart, and her cunt was
already wet. Vinod really turned her on. Vinod squeezed her breasts gently,
thumbing her nipples. He was a handsome young lad, scarcely out of his
teens. He was clean-shaven, with a square jaw and slightly hooked yet
straight, strong nose. He had a sexy cleft in his chin. His eyes were
smiling, deep-set, dark, the cheeks firm and hollowed, the mouth sexily
masculine with the upper lip slim and the lower one straight and full. He
smiled often, his eyes crinkling, deep lines forming in his face. His hair
was short and dark and curly. She loved his body. He wasn't very tall, but
then neither was she. His cock was big: over nine inches long when erect,
over an inch and a half thick and it would slide into her cunt like a sword
into its sheath, a perfect fit, filling her cunt without hurting.

His shoulders were wide, broad, the chest deep and curved and hard, the
belly hard and flat. His torso tapered in a sharp V and was quite hairless,
even the armpits depilated. His hips were high, the waist narrow, and his
legs and arms were long, with thick muscles bulging in them. He wore a thick
silver chain around his neck.

Vinod moistened a fingertip in his mouth and gently caressed Sonali's
breast-tips again. She shivered in delight, closing her eyes and leaning
against his hard chest, her nipples stiffening even further, quivering in
his fingers. He smiled as she gasped, her arms rising back to curl about his
neck. They kissed again, and she sucked his tongue, taking it deep into her
mouth, meeting it with her own in flickering, eager response.

The videotape ground on relentlessly, showing Nandini gasping and panting,
hot and sweaty, being fucked steadily by two dark studs simultaneously in
her cunt and mouth. The erotic music and sounds of sex fired Sonali's lust.

She slid down slightly and turned her face on his chest, her lips hovering
over his nipple. He smiled down at her, caressing her lovely face. Sonali's
sharp, pointed bright tongue snaked out and flicked at his nipple. He
grunted as it swirled and coiled over the small sharp ridge of flesh. Then
her lips widened and closed over it and she began to suck on it gently, with
insistent pressure. She moved to the other nipple. He fondled her breasts
and belly.

His fingers slipped between her shapely thighs. They slid apart and he drew
his finger down her fuzzy slit to find it moist already. Vinod's body began
to tingle with excitement, as her warm, moist mouth enveloped his nipples,
her tongue flicking and teasing them. His cock throbbed and pulsed,
hardening, pressing against her back. Sonali squirmed against it, wanting
it. She released his nipples and, her face suffused and softened with
passion, the nostrils flared, breathing heavily, slid lower.

Vinod flicked a glance at Nikhil, for whose benefit they were putting on
this performance. Vinod loved fucking for an audience, as did Sonali.
Nikhil's eyes darted from the sexy film to the couple on the bed, obviously
torn between temptations. On the screen, a lovely young woman named Nisha
was crying out aloud as a dark man with an enormous penis fucked her cunt
rapidly, thrusting it in and out of her body. She lay on her back, heaving
and thrashing, moaning obscenely, begging him to fuck her harder and harder.

On the bed, Sonali slid lower still and Vinod spread his legs wide. He
thought she looked even lovelier, her eyes glazed, the sexual hunger burning
in tiny flames deep within the dark brown irises. She was down on her back
now, her face between his thighs, his knees raised on either side of head.
His cock was thickening rapidly against her face, growing hot and hard and
thick and long.

She took it in her hand and began to caress her face with it. He grunted as
her warm lips fluttered up and down its length, over the cock-head, down to
the base of his shaft. She lifted it and ran her fiery tongue down its
length, then dipped lower to tongue his heavy balls. They were big and the
scrotum was relaxed and loose, the skin crinkled. His balls surged upward as
her lips drew in each of the big testicles by turn, suckling gently on them.
His knees rose higher, spreading wider and her tongue slid instantly lower
down the hard ridge beneath his balls to his puckered, tangy anus. Vinod
gasped and arched and his cock throbbed erect as her tongue swirled about
his asshole and slowly probed its dank recesses. He flung his head back, his
hands on her head, his hips squirming in pure delight. He began to
masturbate slowly over her face. Nikhil turned away from the screen and
watched them in fascination.

Sonali could feel the heat of Vinod's loins against her face. Her head rose
again, still upside down and now she craned her neck, her lips parting, and
her long, sharp tongue flickered out to coil lovingly about his gorged
cock-head as she flipped his foreskin back with practiced ease. His
cock-head was already gorged and slimy with pre-cum gunk. It tasted heady,
tangy and musky and the taste excited her. Her lips slid up about his
cock-head and he moaned loud and long, dropping his hips, his cock slipping
deep into her mouth. It felt wonderful: her mouth was warm and moist, and
she sucked his penis with a steadily increasing pressure, her tongue rolling
and coiling and swirling incessantly at his cock-head. He fondled her
breasts excitedly and felt her nipples quiver in his fingers.

"OHHHHHHhh ... uhhhh ... OHHHHH ...," Vinod gasped.

Sonali's legs rose and split wide. She reached down and prised her cunt-lips
open. The dark triangle of springy pubic hair was neatly trimmed and sparse.
Vinod could see the glint of cunt-juice on her pubic hair. The sight of it
aroused him even further.

Kneeling over her face, he leaned forward across her body. Instantly, her
cunt arched to his face. He waited, his silver chain brushing cool and sexy
against her belly and thighs, still fucking her mouth slowly, his hips
pumping slowly and heavily over her face. Her mouth was hungry and eager,
sucking harder and harder and her tongue rapped at his cock-head.

Now she took his balls in her fingers, fondling them, a slim finger probing
into the cleft between his lean buttocks, pulling them open, pressing at his
puckered anus. He grunted in pleasure, his head arching, eyes fluttering
shut, his lips parted in a soft, heavy moan as he quite deliberately yielded
and let her slip her fingertip into his ass. It felt wonderful, his cock in
her mouth, her finger in his anus, and his excitement mounted. He felt her
breasts press against his belly and thighs. His cock slid slowly in and out
of her mouth.

At last, he bent his head to her dripping slit. He parted her cunt-lips
carefully and she tensed beneath him. Then she arched suddenly, gasping,
releasing her mouth-hold on his cock for a second as his tongue slid heavily
into her cunt and moved downward. Her hips bucked and shook. He thrust his
tongue in deeper, rolling it in and out, round and round, up and down her
musky, tangy cunt. Her hips began to writhe and lurch under his face and he
tongue-fucked her mouth rapidly and hungrily. Her juices flowed freely and
he opened his mouth wide, flicking her gorged clitoris this way and that.

Sonali's cunt bucked at her peon's face and he felt her teeth nibbling
delicately on his cock, her finger sliding even more deeply into his anus.
He gasped and slid his cock deeper into her mouth. He prised her buttocks
apart and found her anus. It yielded at his touch and they went into a
feverish sixty-nine, their mouths at each other's loins, their fingers in
one another's assholes. Locked together, they rolled over gently so that she
was on top of him and he beneath her. Her hips ground and pressed with
increasing urgency at his face. Her cunt was streaming with love-juice. Her
body squirmed over his, writhing and pressing taut to his, her nipples
rock-hard against his thighs and belly. His cock was on fire in her mouth,
her lips and teeth and tongue doing magical things.

She hit the peak and he allowed her to crest over without any fear that she
would therefore lose any of her ardour. She lifted her head, her hands
gripping his shaft and jerking it feverishly as he thrust his tongue into
her cunt, found her magic love button and began to suck and nibble on it.
Her eyes were closed, the lovely lips parted in a wide ' O' of delight as
she cried out, grinding her loins to his mouth. Her body jerked and rocked
eagerly under his.

"OHHHHHHHh Vinod-Vinod-Vinod-Vinod uhhhhh OHHHhhhh uhhh OHHHH!" she went,
exploding in his mouth.

The orgasm left her panting, shaking, flushed and sweating, and hankering
for more. She swung off him, and bent her head to his lap again, taking him
deep into her mouth, sucking and licking furiously on his cock, her hands
curled about his shaft, jerking him up and down, her head bobbing and rising
and falling faster and faster, her cheeks hollowing and billowing as she
slurped and sucked noisily on it. She paused, but only to tuck an errant
strand of hair behind her ear. Her lips and fingers and his cock shone with
thick, sticky streaks of his pre-cum gunk. He moved her head with his hands,
and craned his neck to watch the sight of her face bobbing between his
strong thighs, his cock glistening as it went in and out, his hips pumping
eagerly, fucking her mouth.

The fires in his loins were now almost unbearable. He felt his spunk surge
and sizzle up and with a great effort he held himself in check, pushing her
head away from his cock in the nick of time. She quelled her disappointment.
She had wanted his spunk in her mouth, wanted to swallow and drink his jizz
juice.

He read her mind. "You can have it later," he said in the vernacular. "Now
get on my cock, whore! *Chulmerelundpechadhja*!"

She dawdled, gasping, her lips and fingers shining with his gunk. In his
excitement, Vinod hit her breasts lightly. Sonali winced. Nikhil gaped at
them, mesmerised. Obviously, his light blows only aroused her further. She
slid up and was about to sit on his cock, when she stopped. Evidently, she
had thought of something. She rummaged in a drawer in the bedside table and
fished out a sexual aid. It was sheath of fine latex, curiously designed
with a large hole in the head to permit actual ejaculation but with the rest
of it covered by numerous randomly placed knobs and spikes and ridges of
hard rubber. It was firm and taut and could hold an erection in place for a
long time, besides providing increased enjoyment to the female. Vinod saw it
and grinned with delight. Nikhil gaped. She saw his expression and smiled.

"You should try one of these, Nikhil," she said. "They're fantastic. Just
watch!"

She caressed Vinod's body and penis, squeezing his balls. "Isn't he lovely,
my peon? Such a lovely cock ...I love fucking him!"

Taking Vinod's erect penis in one hand, Sonali carefully slid the sheath
over it. It was a snug fit, and his cock throbbed visibly, braced by the
sheath. His cock-head popped out of the sheath as she tugged it into place.
Sonali's face glowed with lust. She caressed his cock and smeared gunk from
his cock-head on the sheath, lubricating it.

His cock was irresistible. She bent over it again and he gasped as her
tongue swirled and coiled lovingly over his cock-head. Her lips were already
apart and slowly, she slipped them around his cock-head, sucking gently.
Vinod gasped and held still, fighting for control. Her thirst for his jizz
was insatiable.

She relented reluctantly when he pulled at her head. Breathing heavily, her
nostrils dilated, she slid across his lap, his cock in her hand, her cunt
poised over it. He took his cock from her and his loins arched, hers dipped.
She felt his cock-head burn at the portals of her cunt and she sucked in her
breath sharply, holding it, quivering with excitement.

At last, with a shuddering *OHHHHHHH* and a hissing *Uffffff*, she let her
hips sink slowly. Vinod gasped as her steaming slit slipped down about his
cock-head. She leaned forward on outstretched arms, her shoulders hollowed,
her face bent, her hair hanging in a fine curtain about her face, her face
contorted with lust. The gold chain around her neck with its pearl pendant
and her breasts hung pendulous over his body. They waited, prolonging the
delicious agony of the moment. Her hips began to sway and roll in taut
little circles and her head arched slowly, her buttocks rolling over his
motionless cock.

"OHHHHHHHhh Vin...ohhhhhh...d...," she moaned.

He caressed her hot body, cupping her breasts, fondling them. She gasped and
winced. She could bear it no longer. She had to have it inside her. With a
low moan, her hips sank lower and lower and she cried out loudly as the
rough-sheathed shaft squeezed into her cunt, scraping and raking her gorged
clitoris.

Her cunt spasmed on his cock, hot and hungry and Vinod cried out beneath
her, arching hard, his mouth jerking open in a cry of pure pleasure. Slowly,
inch by glorious inch, her cunt slid down the length of his magnificent
cock. As the sheath pierced her flesh, Sonali hissed again, her teeth
gritted, then parting, her pointed tongue pressing sensuously against her
upper. Vinod's belly sucked in sharply with the incredible heat and tension
of her cunt. Nikhil gaped at the sight of the sheathed cock disappearing
into her vagina, the large spikes bending, the knobs popping inward, the
ridges rippling through her cunt-lips.

At last, she had it all inside her cunt. She gasped, her breath short and
sharp and rapid, her nostrils flared, lips parted, her eyes closed, her
pretty face upturned. Vinod caressed her body, overwhelmed by an intense
lust. She looked stunning, her shoulders hollowed. He noticed the dainty
little beauty marks far behind her jaw and smiled with pleasure. He slid his
hands up and down her body and back, thumbing her nipples, squeezing her
breasts. Sonali shuddered and trembled. Her cunt was like a hot vice on his
cock, clamped taut about it. He slipped his hands down her back to her
buttocks, parting the firm lobes gently. Sonali tensed, knowing what was
coming, savouring it. Slowly, he drew his finger down the dark crevice
between her buttocks, down to her anus and paused. She moaned. Her sphincter
yielded, her cunt relaxed its stranglehold on his cock. Instantly, he slid
his finger into her anus and heaved his hips, driving his sheathed cock deep
into her cunt.

"VINN-NN-OHHHD! OHH UNHH VINOD-VINOD-VINOD!" she cried, ecstatically. "Ohhh
yes! Oh ma unhhh yes! OHHhh unhh yes! Ohhh god yes-yes! Ohhhh fuck yes!'

He chuckled softly, his eyes rivetted on her lust-ridden face. He squeezed
her breasts eagerly, and she groaned and writhed. Sonali and her peon began
to fuck rapidly and hungrily. Her hips bucked and rolled and swung and
bobbed frenetically over his heaving, gyrating loins. Her hair-rimmed cunt s
lid up and down his shaft and she could feel his fiery heat through the
latex sheath. It seared in her belly with each thrust. She bucked and
lurched back and forth on her hands and knees, the gold chain and her
breasts swinging with her motions. She bent low and kissed him, thrusting
her tongue deep into his mouth. He gripped her buttocks and heaved under
her. Nikhil could see her cunt rising and falling along the length of the
young peon's penis, the shaft appearing and disappearing between her
buttocks. She flexed her buttocks rapidly, squeezing his cock with her cunt
and he gasped and reared into her. Her cunt rasped and squelched audibly,
grinding down hungrily, swinging in erotic circles.

"OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD YES OH YES-YES-YES OHH UH OH VINOD-VINOD-VINOD UNHHH
*HANH* UHHHH OH MA UH OH MA UH OH MA OH MA UH *HANH*!" she cried.

"Take it! Take it! Take my cock! Take it all you whore! Take it OHhhhh yes!"
he gasped. "*Le*! *Lelemerelavdeko*! *Chul*, *saalirundi*! *Chul*!"

Abruptly, he jerked her down onto his cock and held her still. She moaned in
frustration, but knew what he wanted. They waited for a moment while the
imminence of their orgasms receded. Then, gingerly, still panting and
moaning deep in her throat, her body glistening with sweat, she slid off his
cock and, turning around, dropped in a low squat over his hips, with her
back to him. She leaned forward, her feet on either side of his hips and
supported herself on outstretched arms, presenting her buttocks and cunt to
his cock. He maneuvered his cock between her thighs and again squeezed his
cock-head into her. She gasped softly, biting her lower lip in tension and
sank her hips, her cunt engulfing his cock slowly again. Her buttocks lobed
outward, exposing her puckered anus to him.

Gently, Vinod prised her buttocks further apart and pressed his forefinger
at her asshole. Sonali gasped and stiffened, her head craning back, her back
bowing, quivering in tension. Hollows appeared in her shoulders. Her nipples
stood out stiff and nut-hard in their puckered aureoles. She yielded and he
forced his finger into her ass again and began to twist it round and round
and in and out. Sonali moaned thickly as he finger-fucked her ass with his
cock embedded deep in her cunt, his balls at her cunt-lips. His cock and his
finger were now separated by the thinnest membrane of flesh. Every fibre of
her being now screamed for release in exquisite agony.

Her hips writhed on his lap and he watched, fascinated, as her buttocks
gyrated round and round on his finger and cock both of which were in her
flesh now. She reached down and cupped his heavy balls, squeezing them in
indication of her urgency. He grunted and his legs rose at the knees.
Gently, slowly, he began to move beneath her, his powerful buttocks flexing
and unflexing, his hips pumping slowly up and down under her, heaving her up
and down on his lap. Sonali moaned and arched, her hands flying to her
breasts to squeeze them in agony, her head flung back, her mouth open in a
wide 'O' of lust, her lovely hair hanging down her back. Her hips moved in
unison with his, her buttocks flexing and unflexing with his, her hips
rising and falling, her cunt sliding up and down the sheathed length of his
magnificent penis. Nikhil watched, rivetted, as her cunt slithered up, then
rushed back down on his shaft, the knobs and spikes pressing and squeezing
into her steaming cunt. Vinod slid his finger out of her ass, making her
gasp. She squeezed her breasts in erotic excitement and then, leaning
forward on her palms, began to move with better control, panting and
gasping, moaning obscenely.

The peon's enormous cock appeared and disappeared between the creamy lobes
of her buttocks. Faster and faster they went, her body tossing and bucking
on his lap, her breasts bouncing. Moaning, she leaned back on one arm.

"Ohhhhhhh ... Ohhhhhhhh ... Ohhhhhhhh," she gasped huskily.

Nikhil watched her finger her cunt with the other, and saw the young peon's
swollen penis rushing in and out o f her body.

"C'mon, whore, c'mon! Take it, slut! Take my cock! C'mon, whore-bitch!" the
peon replied. "*Chul* ... uhh *hanh* ... uhh *chul*, *rahndchul*!"

Again they paused to change positions. Now she turned about and knelt on the
bed, her body angled forward and down, supported on her forearms, her face
upturned. He knelt behind her, taking the sheathed cock in his hand and,
pressing it between her buttocks, squeezed it into her tight-as-a-drum cunt.
Moaning, his handsome head flung back, his belly sucking in with the
exquisite strain, he pushed deeper and deeper, till he was inside her again.
She gasped and moaned in return, her eyes closed, her mouth in a wide 'O' of
lust, her buttocks trembling, shaking and swaying with his thighs pinned to
her derriere. Her breasts dangled hot and swollen, like juicy fruit,
succulent. The gold chain around her neck hung free of her body. He held her
hips and waist and began to fuck her with intense pleasure, rocking his hips
slowly back and forth, driving his swollen and fiery cock in and out of her
slit. As he fucked her, he rolled his hips, taking her from all angles, his
cock probing every conceivable recess of her convulsing cunt. The stiff
spikes on the sheath bent and bowed as they scraped past her gorged
clitoris, making her shudder and moan; followed by the thick, round knobs
that only heightened the pleasure; and then the long hard crisscross ridges
that distended her cunt-lips to their fullest.

"OHH UNHh *hanh* ... *chul* ... *chul rundi chul* ... *le* ... *le mere lund
koHANH*!" he cried. "C'mon whore ... take it! Take my cock!"

"OHHhhhhhhh Vinod ... Vinod ... VinNNNNnOHHHHhh ... Ohhhhd... *Hanh* ... oh
ma uhhh *hanh* ... *le* ... *hanhle mujhe* take me! *Jorse chodh * fuck me
hard! *Lemere chuth kohanh* take my cunt uhhh yes uh ohhhh ... OHHHhh ma
uhhhhh *hanh* uhhhhh *hanh*!" she responded in a frenzy.

He pushed her further down, her shoulders on the bed, her face on its side
and bent deeply over her, his hands thrusting under her body to cup and
squeeze her turgid breasts, pinching her nipples. Sonali moaned and lurched,
pinned under him, her legs spreading wider still, her back in a steep,
almost painful arch, knowing that he would now fuck her hard and deep and
fast.

He paused, took a deep breath, and then, without waiting for her, began to
ram-fuck her cunt. Sonali's mouth snapped open, the breath driven from her
in a rushing cry as he lifted his hips high then slammed them back down.
Again and again his hips rose and fell, rose and fell, rose and fell, faster
and faster and faster, his cock sheath now dripping with their juices, his
cock-head glistening, the mighty shaft coming out then disappearing in an
awesome rush. His buttocks flexed and unflexed, his hips hammered vigorously
back and forth, his awesome cock thundered in and out of her cunt, pillaging
it. Now all three men were watching the couple on the bed, and the videotape
ran out and the screen flickered unwatched. Sonali teetered on the brink of
a wild orgasm and instantly, Vinod jerked out of her. Sonali gasped,
moaning, almost weeping with frustration and joy.

Roughly, he spun her onto her back and, still kneeling between her splayed
thighs, jerked her hips up high. She thrust her hands beneath her buttocks,
supporting them and he spread his knees to lower himself slightly. Taking
his cock in his hand, he quickly rammed it into her cunt again. Now her body
was joined to his at the waist, her shoulders and neck and head on the bed,
her face jerked to one side, her mouth open, her chest heaving. He held her
waist and kept ram-fucking her, thrusting with rapid, driving strokes,
skewering her cunt, pistoning and sledgehammering in and out, in and out, in
and out, in and out, gasping and grunting with gutter obscenities. He slid
his hands under her waist and supported her weight, leaving her hands free
to fondle her jiggling breasts. Her body jerked and snapped back and forth
on the bed with each heavy thrust of his loins. Her hands flew down to her
groin, pulling her cunt-lips even wider open, her finger forming a tight
ring about his cock, feeling it rasp between them and into her flesh and out
again and in again and out again and in again.

Finally, with a loud cry, arching and stiffening, she exploded wildly, her
cunt clamping down on his cock like a hot vice, oozing hot juice over his
cock. With a growl and a shudder he let her come and kept moving, rapidly
forcing another orgasm, then another, then still a third.

At last, he released her, letting her sink to the bed with a loud whimper,
sobbing with joy. He eased himself out of her and pulled off the sheath. He
still hadn't come. With a grunt, he slid up over her chest, caressing her
breasts with his cock, then moved higher. She understood and her lips parted
again and he groaned as he pushed his cock into her wonderful mouth again.
She sucked hard, licking and sucking his incredible cock.

He fucked her mouth heavily, moaning and gasping, till finally it was too
much for him. He growled and let his hips sink even as she probed his anus
with her finger. His cock slid into her mouth, going down deep and then he
stiffened. She felt his cock throb, his spoot surge forth and readied
herself in the nick of time as the huge flood of his jizz came spewing out
into her mouth, jetting down her throat and spreading in a crawly flood over
her lips and neck and down over her still-gorged breasts, slaking her thirst
for his seed.

Nikhil rose to his feet. He shook hands with Sameer and kissed Sonali gently
on the lips. She was still lying on the bed, panting and gasping, with
Vinod's body half across hers. Nikhil nodded at Vinod and Ganpat and Sameer
saw him out. As he left, he looked over his shoulder and saw her beckon to
Ganpat, inviting him to bed. Ganpat was already stripping. Nikhil saw him
slide into bed. She smiled, giggled and turned to kiss her servant's penis
and slowly took it in her mouth. Shaking his head, he stepped out.

"Have a drink? One for the road?" Sameer asked.

"Yes, thank you. I need one."

They returned to the living room, and Sameer refreshed his glass. Nikhil
sipped the liquor and closed his eyes as he felt the warmth trickle into his
belly.

"She's incredible," he murmured, sitting down.

"Mm. I know."

"You're a lucky man."

"Thank you."

Nikhil could hear her fucking her two servants in the bedroom.

"Would you like to go back and watch some more?" Sameer asked. "She'll be
taking them both now."

"No, thank you. I've seen enough for tonight." He finished his drink and
rose. "I must be off. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yes."

"Where do you want to meet?"

"At my office."

"Two-thirty?"

"Fine."

Sameer shut the door behind Nikhil and returned to the bedroom. Sonali,
Vinod and Ganpat were locked in a menage. He watched the two servants
fucking his pretty wife. Vinod was fucking her mouth, Ganpat her cunt from
the rear. Sameer grinned and shook his head. She was incorrigible. He lit a
cigarette and settled down to watch the tape of Nisha and Nandini again. He
would fuck her when the servants had finished with her. He knew it would end
with them taking her in cunt and ass together, something she dearly loved.
He stripped and began to masturbate as the movie started.

Half an hour later, Ganpat and Vinod finished fucking Sonali, coming
simultaneously in her cunt and ass. They left and she went into the
bathroom. Sameer watched the tape. It was an excellent film, and Nandini and
Nisha looked stunning.

He watched it through, rewound it, and returned it to its box. Yawning and
stretching, he turned to the bed. Sonali was lying on her front, naked. He
smiled to himself. He felt enormously randy. His cock was erect, fully nine
and a half inches long, over an inch and a half thick, the balls loaded,
full of juice, bursting and aching for release. He moved onto the bed over
her and she gasped in surprise as he kissed the nape of her neck, tongued
her ear gently, nibbled her lobe, kissed her cheek. She felt his cock at her
thighs and her buttocks.

"Fuck me?" she murmured.

"With pleasure," he chuckled, kissing her slowly, his tongue slithering into
her warm mouth, tasting her other lovers' jizz on her lips and cheeks and
tongue. It excited him.

She rose under him, arching her buttocks and hips, on her hands and
forearms, her buttocks thrust back at him in flagrant, open invitation. She
reached down to part her cunt-lips wider for his cock. Her breasts and the
gold and pearl chain hung pendulous on the bed as he knelt behind her, cock
in his hand. He squeezed it slowly into the cleft between her buttocks,
pushing it into her dripping, sticky, warm cunt. Sonali gasped and moaned,
hissing loudly and sharply as she felt the electric touch of his enormous
cock-head in her fiery cunt. Her head arched, her lips fluttered open into a
wide 'O' of lust, her eyes half-closed.

"Yes ... mmmm ... stick it all in Sameer ... and fuck me ... I want to feel
it ... all of it ... come on ... shove it in deeper .. ahhhhhh yes ... mm,
that's it ... more, baby more ... deeper ... ohhhh yes yes ... oh that's so
good ... yeh ... oh god yes ... Ohhh uhhh yes ... god, you're so hot ... so
hard in there ... god, it feels so good ... do it baby ... take me ... fuck
me hard ..."

He inched his cock length into her till it was buried in her cunt to the
hilt. Sonali moaned, feeling it throb and pulse, a hot, gunk-filled cattle
prod embedded in her flesh, big enough to make her feel it would pierce her
belly, erupt from her throat, tear her asunder. He gasped as her cunt
spasmed and clamped on his cock. He began to move his hips in slow, grinding
circles, mashing her cunt flesh with his massive pestle.

Sonali whimpered. Her breasts were hot and turgid, the nipples nut-hard,
painful. She cried out when he leaned forward and pinched them, twirling
them hard in his fingers, then squeezed the hot mounds, marvelling at their
form and size, crushing and rolling them together.

"C'mon baby ... fuck me ... please ..." she moaned deeply. "Fuck me hard,
Sameer ... fuck me like a bitch ... Ohhh god come on come on ... please!
Ohhhhh yes ... ohhh god Sameer that's so good!"

Her hips were rocking beneath his, swaying from side to side in the heat of
pleasure. Sameer straightened and slid his buttocks back a bit, moving his
cock slowly out of her, till only half the cock-head was inside her, his
cock seemingly extruded by the red-hot centrifuge of her cunt. Sonali's cunt
and clitoris tingled for his touch again. She rocked back on her knees and
arms, her cunt slowly sliding down the length of his shaft till her buttocks
were against his thighs, taking him deep into her again. He held still and
let her move for the nonce. She hit a rhythm, gasping and moaning, rocking
back and forth, moaning and crying out eagerly, her body rocking and jerking
under his, her cunt sliding up and down the length of his cock, making it
disappear, then emerge, then disappear again, between the creamy lobes of
her buttocks. With every downthrust, her buttocks lobed outward, revealing
the puckered flesh of her anus. He fingered her asshole, heard her tense and
quiver and moan in excitement, and slowly slid his finger into her bottom.
Sonali's body blazed with lust and heat.

"Ohhh yes! Yes Sameer yes! Ohhh god yes!" she gasped.

His head was bent to watch the sight of his cock going in and out, in and
out. He held her hips, her waist, her buttocks, her breasts, fondling her.
Her breasts and the gold chain swung back and forth as she rocked beneath
him. She lifted one hand to her breast, fondling it in a frenzy as the fires
grew.

He saw it and took over. He held her still, his hands on her hips and began
to fuck her with long, steady, deep, skewering thrusts of his hips, rolling
his buttocks in unpredictable circles, taking her cunt from all angles.
Sonali cried out in joy, her head arching, her buttocks writhing and
twisting, pumping and heaving as he took her. He pounded steadily in and
out, in and out, in and out, pausing at each top stroke, then coming down
into her with a roll and a thrust. Out. Pause. In with a roll, pause. Out
again, and pause, in with a roll, pause, and then inandoutandinandoutandin
and then in and out and in and out and in and out and in and out and in and
out and in and out. In-out-in-out-in-out-in-out-in-out, he went; his hips
went back and forth, swinging steadily like a mechanised jack-hammer, his
cock glistening and gleaming as it stroked and pistoned powerfully out of
her cunt, rasping against her inflamed clitoris. She reached down to finger
it, moaning and crying out, a series of *Oh's* and *Uh's* and *Ah's*, saying
*fuck me yes yes yes ohh uhh yes yes yes*. He was gasping, head flung back,
eyes hooded, mouth open, belly sucked in, pumping away, crying *take it
bitch, take it all ... mmmm ohhhhh yeh yeh yeh take it yeh that's it yes ...
take it ... take my cock!*

Sonali bent forward more steeply, her back bent and arched low, her neck
craned up, her breasts crushed against the counterpane, to let him take her
hard and fast. Sameer paused and moved his legs, rising to his feet in a
deep squat astride her buttocks, his hands clenching her buttocks painfully.
He groaned as her cunt convulsed on his cock. He paused, regaining control.

"Take it take it take it bitch yeh yeh yeh!" he cried as he began to fuck
her furiously.

"Oh UH OH UH OH UH OH OH OH UH OH GOD OH YES!" she cried.

His buttocks bobbed and bounced and rose and fell and rose and fell
furiously, flexing and relaxing alternately as he hammered away, ram-fucking
her cunt, driving his huge pole deep into her cunt, rasping and squelching
and scraping into her. Sameer's penis distended her cunt-lips wide open, the
enormous, dark, vein-ridged shaft rasping at her clitoris and cunt-lips as
it drove into her, rushing down into its scabbard, pumping, rising, pumping.

Their hunger for it was uncontainable. He jerked out of her, making her cry
out and she turned instantly, aching for his cock. He leaned back on the
bed, his superb body supported on one outstretched arm behind him, his feet
on the bed, hips up high, off the bed altogether and yanked her head to his
loins. She sucked his cock without further ado, taking him deep into her
mouth, his fingers dug into her lovely hair. He jerked her head up and down,
up and down, his hips pumping, his body slanted away and angled on the bed,
his hand moving her head rapidly up and down, up and down as he fucked her
warm, moist, lovely mouth. She loved the feel and taste and weight of his
cock in her mouth. She cupped his balls, feeling the weight of their juice,
wanting his seed in her mouth, tasting the pre-cum gunk. She sucked hard,
let go, sucked hard, let go.

"Yeh ... oh yeh ... suck it ohhh god yes!" he growled.

Sonali sucked his cock furiously, her head jerking and bobbing over his
groin, her tongue working his cock-head frantically.

He took her again, slowly at first. She turned on her back, spreading her
legs wide and he bent over her, between her legs, letting her curl her
fingers lovingly about his sticky cock, and guide it into her cunt. He
gasped as her cunt clamped like a suction pump over his cock-head, a
veritable whirlpool that sucked him in deeper and deeper, inexorably,
ineluctably, till his lance was embedded in her flesh to the hilt.

They began to move together, her legs wound about his hips at first, keeping
him deep inside her as they rocked together, hips pumping and heaving and
writhing, kissing each other deeply, hungrily. He paused and she moved her
legs, lifting them high, folded over her torso, her hands on the insides of
her thighs so that he could take her even deeper. He went in slowly again,
fucking her with slow, heavy, skewering thrusts, gasping and growling in
hard lust, making her whimper and moan, her face contorted with lust,
twisted to one side as he stroked slowly in and out, in and out. Then his
hands were on the insides of her thighs, her legs hooked over his shoulders
and he was going faster still, ramming in and out, in and out, in and out.

He paused and straightened, her hips rising with his, her body bent in a
deep arch away from him. He fondled her breasts, she fondled them in turn
and moaned obscenely. He bent over her again, spreading his legs, levering
her thighs wide apart.

She tensed, knowing what would happen next. He began to fuck her rapidly
again, driving his enormous pole in and out, up and down out of her cunt,
his head flung back, gasping, their bodies streaming with sweat, droplets
splintering off them, her breasts and chain jiggling and jogging as he
pounded her cunt with his battering ram, moving it like a piston, his
buttocks bobbing and bouncing furiously over her thighs, taking her like a
two-bit whore.

Faster and faster he went, her body snapping and jerking, her cries louder
still, rising and ringing in his ears, and still he went on, even after she
hit one orgasm, then another, then a third, a fourth, a fifth, her body
shaking and shuddering as he took her relentlessly. Faster and faster he
went, pounding away, gasping and groaning, slamming his cock savagely in and
out of her cunt, crying obscenely.

"Oh yeh take it! Take it baby take it! Take my cock, bitch ohhhhh yes!"

"Ohhhhhh Unhh Ohhh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Ohhhhhh!" Sonali cried.

At last, she felt him growl and stiffen inside her, slow down, pause, pull
out, thrust in with a deep, skewering, punishing stroke, once, twice, three,
four, five, six, seven times, and then, at long last, came the sweet relief
of his orgasm as he growled and thrust into her and stiffened and quivered
and shot and shot and shot, emptying his tanks of their burning fuel-load
into her sizzling cunt.

The next afternoon, Nikhil kept the appointment. At the office, Sonali led
him to the conference room and handed him the contract. He signed it blind,
then leaned back and read it. As he turned the pages, his eyes grew larger,
his jaw dropped open in amazement. He looked up at last, incredulous, his
mind scarcely believing what he had just read. They had let him off lightly.
The terms were not onerous, but eminently fair and reasonable.

"You approve?" she asked softly.

"I ... I don't ... I didn't expect ... my god!" he gasped at last.

Sameer grinned, Sonali smiled. "Yeah, we figured you weren't such a bad
sort, cock, didn't want to make it too difficult."

"Difficult? This is better than I would have got *without* the bet, damn
it!"

"I know," Sonali said. "But you were good in bed, and that mattered, you
see."

"My god!" he cried again. "You mean you're letting all that money go, just
because you liked making love with me?"

"No. Not making love. Fucking. Remember that."

"Fucking. I see. You liked fucking me, so ... I don't believe this. I just
do not believe this!"

"Well, you've signed it."

"Thank god for that!" Nikhil gasped, leaning back in the chair, closing his
eyes.

Then he smiled, and they all laughed. They shook hands on the deal. As he
left, Nikhil turned to Sonali.

"Can I see you again?"

She turned to Sameer, who grinned, and then turned back to him and laughed
prettily.

"Of course. That was part of the deal. That term remains. Though I'm sure
you'll understand why we can't put it into the written contract."

She kissed him and squeezed his penis through his trousers. "I have an idea,
though."

"What?"

She unzipped his trousers and pulled out his penis. "I think we should have
a contract, after all. An oral contract."

Nikhil laughed, but Sonali was already on her knees, kissing his penis and
taking it in her mouth again. He groaned and closed his eyes. It was the
best deal he had ever made.



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