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PENTAPRISM : Chapter 1 : Tantalus

by Mary Jorsay Gandmar <maryjg@finebody.com>

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"OHH UNH OH UNH OH OH OH OHHH YES ... YES ... FUCK ME ... YES OHHH YES!"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Use the ice, cunt," he commanded.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Yeah."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Good fuck," Bharat said softly.

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

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

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

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

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

"Yes. The film will be excellent."

"Will you screen it for the guys tonight?"

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

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

"Very well." The man smiled briefly.

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

The man smiled. "Yes. Something special."

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

"Are you going to fuck some more?"

Anuja looked up at her servant. He grinned wolfishly.

"Whatever you like, cunt."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Bharat threw his head back and laughed in delight.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"That's good enough for now."

"Yes, I suppose you're right."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

-- END OF CHAPTER 1 --

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