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PENTAPRISM : CHAPTER 15 : Camera Candida : 

SECTION 2 OF 9 : Housekeeping

by Mary Jorsay Gandmar <maryjg@finebody.com>

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Earlier that day, Avinash kept his promise and arranged for Anuja to
have two lovers that afternoon. Over a light lunch of iced tea and a
cold salad, he teased her when she attempted to get him to reveal her
lovers' identities.

"Come on, Avinash, tell me!" she said, feigning annoyance.

He laughed at her expression. "No. It will be a surprise."

"I'm fed up of your surprises."

"You'll enjoy this one."

"You're mean." She pouted, but her eyes were twinkling.

He grinned. "Yes, you said that. I understand your feelings."

Suddenly, her eyes darkened and her smile vanished. "Frankly, I doubt
it," she said quietly.

He shook his head. "No. I mean it. I don't particularly respect what I
am doing to you."

"Then don't."

"Anuja, please. It's not possible. I just can't give you what you
want."

"I'm not even sure I want it any longer."

"Then that's perfect. Neither of us wants it, and both of us gets what
we do."

"You're speaking in riddles."

"Am I?"

"Aren't you?"

"No, not really. Think about it. We don't have sex ..."

"We don't fuck."

"All right, have it your way. We don't fuck each other. You fuck other
guys. You enjoy them. They enjoy you. I enjoy watching you. I enjoy
making my films. It's perfect."

"What a relationship."

He arched an eyebrow. "You know, it might just work."

"Meaning what?"

"We could even become friends. Barring this one thing, there's no
other area of friction, really, is there?"

"Not yet."

"There won't be."

"I don't know if I want this kind of a friendship."

"It's not so bad."

She relaxed and, inwardly, he sighed in relief. She smiled at him.

"Okay, I'm willing to give it a try. But first tell me who you've got
for me."

He threw back his head and laughed and she giggled. 

"Come, you horny bitch," he murmured, leaning forward and touching her
fingers with his. "Let's go back. I'm feeling randy. I want to see you
get fucked."

Back in their suite, Anuja changed into a light outfit. It was a
knee-length gown or smock in white cotton. It had broad shoulder
straps and a square, button-down yoke in front that was closely
contoured to her chest. She left the buttons undone so that her
breasts were squeezed together by the tightly configured cloth to form
a deep and tantalising cleavage in which her gold necklace nestled.
The back of the gown dropped low to just above her buttocks. She wore
no underwear and her hair was coiled in a cute bun behind her head.
Anuja looked bewitching.

She pirouetted for him, smiling. "Like it?"

"Terrific."

"You think they'll find it sexy?"

"They'd be crazy not to."

"You mean it."

"Absolutely."

She swayed up to him and put her arms around his neck. He did not
attempt to push her away and she quickened with hope.

"And you, Avinash? Don't you find me sexy?"

She was irresistible. "Yes," he mumbled. "God, yes."

"Then fuck me, Avinash. Please. I want your cock."

Time stood still. He drowned in her eyes. Her breath was warm and
sweet on his face. Her lips fluttered open and gently met his.
Avinash's heart pounded. His pulse raced. Of their own, his lips
parted. Anuja exulted and quickly slid her tongue into his mouth and,
sliding her hand to his crotch, squeezed the thick bulge of his cock
through his trousers. She felt his cock stir. The kiss deepened,
lengthened and now he responded, his tongue flicking at hers.

Suddenly, he pushed her away. "No, god, no. Please! Don't!"

Anuja stepped back. He was panting, his eyes wild with a fear she
could not understand. He moaned and buried his face in his hands.
Anuja cupped his face gently and kissed his forehead.

"All right, Avinash. Leave it for now. Eventually. Soon."

He shook his head, not looking her in the eye and stumbling across the
room, started fiddling with his cameras.

"Sir! Housekeeping!" There was a sharp rap on the door.

For a second, Anuja and Avinash looked at each other. The knock and
call were repeated. Anuja took a deep breath and stepped back.

"Will you answer it, please?" she murmured. "I want them inside."

She stepped past him and went into the bedroom. Avinash answered the
door. A few minutes later, he entered the bedroom with two men behind
him lugging his gear. He directed them to set it down and then turned
to his wife.

"Peter, Mahesh, my wife, Anuja."

Standing by the bed, Anuja looked at the two men and felt a quick rush
of pleasure. She smiled warmly at them. They were handsome and
exciting, both clean-shaven and rugged with good, hard bodies. They
grinned at her, their hunger naked in their eyes as they raked her
body up and down. Flicking a glance to Avinash, she nodded
imperceptibly in approval. He stifled a grin.

"Okay guys, all set?" he murmured.

"Yes, sir." Peter smiled broadly and Mahesh chuckled.

They moved up to her by the bed and Avinash bent his head to his
cameras.

By the bed, Anuja stood between the two men, Peter in front and Mahesh
behind her. The bodies closed together. Avinash flicked a glance at
them and saw Peter slide his hands down her face and neck, pulling
open the neck of her smock, freeing her breasts. She murmured in
pleasure as he cupped her breasts and fondled them gently. They
swelled and grew heavy and her nipples hardened. She began to unbutton
his shirt. Behind her, Mahesh slid his hands under her dress and drew
it up around her waist and caressed her naked buttocks and, reaching
around, her thighs and crotch. He dropped his trousers. His cock
bounced out, already hardening, thick and long. He rubbed it against
her soft, rounded buttocks, while Peter squeezed her breasts and bent
his head to kiss her. Her hands went into her crotches, one in
Peter's, the other behind in Mahesh's and she fondled their cocks
lovingly.

"Mm, nice juicy ass," Mahesh chuckled softly. "I'm gonna get me some
of this soon. I like raiding butt. Hope you like it in the ass,
bitch."

She turned her face to Mahesh and he kissed her over her shoulder, his
hands on her breasts, while Peter unbuckled his trousers and dropped
them.

"Yes," she murmured to Mahesh. "I like it in the ass."

"Actually, she just likes fucking, period," Avinash chuckled across
the room. "You guys go ahead and have a good time."

Peter laughed. "And this is their fucking honeymoon!"

He slid the gown's straps off her shoulders; Mahesh let it fall over
her hips and it rustled to her feet. Now she stood naked between the
two hotel servants, her body writhing between theirs. Peter's penis,
too, was thick and large. He shrugged off his shirt and, behind her,
Mahesh did the same. 

Through his viewfinders, Avinash watched as the three naked bodies
fell writhing to the bed. Peter flopped on his back with his hips at
the edge, his legs hanging over. He spread his thighs and masturbated
slowly, his head craned, watching Anuja. Standing before him, Anuja
spread her legs and bent steeply forward from the wait. Her breasts
swung heavy and low, pendulous. Her buttocks creased open, exposing
the puckered flesh of her anus. Her cunt-lips parted, revealing the
moist bright flesh within. Lifting her eyes to Peter's face, his cock
in her hand, she opened her mouth and dragged her tongue lasciviously
up his shaft and swirled it over his cock-head. He gasped and bucked
his hips at her face. She whimpered and slowly slipped her lips around
his cock-head. He groaned and his head flopped back. She took more of
his cock-head and part of his shaft in her mouth. 

"Oh fuck yes!" Peter gasped, his hands flying to her head, his hips
bucking under her face. "Oh yes, suck it, baby, suck my dick!"

Anuja moaned deep in her cock-filled throat and began to suck the
man's cock slowly and heavily, plying his bulging cock-head with her
tongue. Behind her, Mahesh grinned and, sinking to his knees, pushed
his face between her buttocks. She gasped, her head rising
momentarily, her buttocks swaying and writhing as Mahesh swept his
tongue over her puckered anus, rimming her tenderly. The musky odour
of her asshole filled his nostrils and aroused him. Her cunt-lips were
distended and he dragged his tongue down to them, lapping at the
sweet, tangy juices that were beginning to flow freely. Anuja groaned
and bent her head to Peter's crotch and resumed sucking his cock
deeply. 

Avinash worked his cameras deftly, zooming in, trolleying and panning
around them, taking lingering close-ups and erotic mid-shots. He took
a close-up of her face, distended by Peter's cock filling her mouth,
her head rocking up and down, her tongue winding lasciviously around
the bulging cock-head, her dark, *kajal* rimmed eyes glassy and bright
with lust, her nostrils flared. He lingered in a shot of her breasts
jiggling and swaying, her gold necklace dragging along Peter's thighs.
Panning downward, he took another shot of her spread buttocks, the
dark, puckered anus winking temptingly under Mahesh's tongue, her
unfurled cunt-lips, wet and moist, delicately rimmed by neatly trimmed
cunt-hair and Mahesh's tongue rippling up and down through them,
probing gently in the soft flesh within. He retreated to a mid-shot
that showed her rocking her head up and down over Peter's groin while
she squeezed and fondled her pendulous breasts. Then her hands moved
back to her buttocks, opening them wider for Mahesh's tongue.

They broke apart and quickly took new positions. Anuja turned on her
back on the bed, replacing Peter, who got off the bed and, kneeling
between her spread thighs, pushed his tongue into her crotch and began
licking her slit. Mahesh knelt over her face and pushed his cock into
her mouth. She groaned and sucked his cock eagerly, her head rocking
up and down under his lap as her hips bucked and writhed and swayed
under Peter's face.

"Yeh ... suck it! Oh fuck yes ... c'mon, whore! Suck my prick!" Mahesh
gasped, kneeling over her face, leaning on his outstretched arms, his
hips pumping up and down as he fucked her mouth.

Between her thighs, Peter jabbed his tongue in and out of her cunt,
flipping it at her stiff clitoris. She groaned thickly, her hips
writhing and bucking under his face. He slid his finger into her hot,
wet slit and she gasped, arching her back and hips, spluttering on
Mahesh's cock in her mouth. 

They turned her on her front on the bed and began fucking her
together. Avinash watched as Peter knelt behind her and slowly
squeezed his cock into her cunt. She groaned and lurched forward, then
pushed her cunt back down onto his penis. He grunted and started
fucking her heavily, gripping her hips and rocking his own back and
forth, grinding his cock in and out of her cunt. Mahesh was on his
knees in front of her, his hands on her head, his hips pumping back
and forth, pushing his cock in and out of her mouth. Her body rocked
and lurched between theirs. Her breasts jiggled and wobbled and the
two men fondled them eagerly, their hands rough and hard on her
swollen breasts. 

"Man, what a fuck!" Peter grunted. "What a hot piece of ass!"

"Fuck, you said it!" Mahesh gasped. "Sucks prick like a fucking vice!"

"Yeh! C'mon! Take it! Ohhh fuck yes! Ohhhhhh yes!" Peter groaned,
driving his hips back and forth, plunging greedily in and out of her
cunt.

Several minutes later, they paused, swapping places. Anuja groaned
happily, deliriously, not caring who was fucking her where. Mahesh's
distended penis surged into her cunt and she gasped her joy and took
Peter's penis deep in her mouth. It was hot and hard and it tasted of
his jizz and her cunt-juice, an erotic, heady, potent cocktail. Her
body throbbed and quivered with lust and she abandoned herself to her
lovers, drowning in the pleasures of their hard flesh. Peter's cock
spurted pre-cum gunk into her mouth and she swallowed it lovingly.
Mahesh fucked her hard, gripping her hips and slamming his own back
and forth, plunging his cock greedily in and out of her cunt. His
thighs whacked her buttocks loudly. Her breasts jiggled and wobbled as
she lurched under his greedy thrusts. He pressed his thumbs to her
anus.

"C'mon, bitch," he grunted. "C'mon, take it! C'mon, yes!"

They broke apart, gasping and groaning, their bodies glittering with
sweat from their exertions. 

"Fuck me one by one," she gasped. "Peter, you first. Fuck me from
behind ... come on ... quickly!"

She bent forward on her forearms and knees and Peter knelt behind her
and slowly squeezed his cock into her cunt. She gasped, her head
arching, her face suffused with pleasure. Peter groaned, his head
arching back, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her buttocks.
His buttocks flexed taut and his hips rolled forward. His cock
vanished deep into her cunt. She groaned and whimpered, gasping and
panting, squirming her buttocks erotically against his groin. His cock
was wonderful in her cunt, hot and hard and thick. She hissed softly,
turning her face over her shoulder.

"C'mon Peter ... fuck me ... yes ... ohhhhhhh yes ... that's it ...
ohhh fuck yes ... c'mon ... do it ... yeh ... ohhhhh yeh ... that's it
... mm ... that's so good baby yes ... ohhhhhh uhhh ohhhhh uhhh
ohhhhh!"

Peter fucked her heavily, gasping and groaning, rocking his cock in
and out of her cunt. She gasped and moaned, jerking and lurching back
and forth under him, her breasts swinging, her gold necklace tossing
and flapping to and fro. He was a strong and powerful lover and
quickly steadied his rhythm, prolonging the pleasure for both of them.
He moved swiftly, yet unhurriedly, his buttocks flexing and unflexing
alternately, his hips snapping sharply. His cock pistoned in and out
of her cunt, appearing and disappearing between the smoothly curved
lobes of her buttocks. His thighs slapped softly against her buttocks.

"C'mon ... take it ... yeh take it bitch ... oh fuck yes ... c'mon yes
... Ohhhh uhhhhhh yes! Take it, whore! Take my cock!"

Whimpering and keening, Anuja orgasmed. Her cunt convulsed on his
penis and he gasped, grinding heavily down deep into her cunt, making
her gasp and cry out with each thrust that sent her body lurching and
snapping forward. Her orgasm ebbed and he drew out of her cunt slowly.

Anuja flipped on her back, spreading her legs and, immediately, Mahesh
was there, bending over her and running his cock into her cunt in one
smooth, long, rushing thrust. She gasped loudly, arching steeply under
him, her legs forking wide open, her hands under her breasts, lifting
and squeezing them erotically. Mahesh grunted and tossed his head
back, flexing his buttocks taut and burying his cock in her slit. 

"Chul rundi chul!" he groaned. "C'mon whore, take it! C'mon yeh!
Ohhhhh uhhhh yeh!"

He fucked her rapidly and hard and feverishly, rocking his hips
swiftly up and down with a wicked snapping roll that sent his cock
plunging into her cunt from all angles. Anuja cried out sharply,
writhing and tossing under him, her chest heaving, her breasts
bouncing and jiggling, her gold necklace tossing on her tawny,
sweating skin. Faster and faster he went, his hips rocking up and
down, his buttocks bobbing and bouncing furiously over her thighs. She
cried out, her hips bucking and heaving under his and hit another
orgasm within minutes. He gasped as her cunt spasmed frenetically on
his penis and rammed his cock into her repeatedly till her orgasm
waned.

The two men waited patiently, masturbating, while she caught her
breath. She groaned, lying on the bed, her body glistening with sweat,
fondling her breasts and cunt slowly. She smiled at them, her eyes
bright and glassy.

"Now ... fuck me together, guys ... in my cunt and ass."

The men grinned. Anuja pulled Peter down on the bed and, gasping and
moaning thickly, straddled his hips. Bending over, she kissed him
hungrily, thrusting her tongue into his mouth as she sank her cunt on
his cock, engulfing his penis in her tight, wet warmth. He grunted and
thrust up into her. She gasped, arching her head. He craned his neck
and, squeezing her breasts together, sucked on them simultaneously.
She moaned loudly.

"C'mon Mahesh ... take my ass ... shove your cock into my butt!"

Mahesh whooped and dropped to his knees behind her. Spreading her
buttocks open with both hands, he pushed his cock-head to her anus.
She tensed, biting her lower lip as she felt the huge cock-head at her
asshole. Then her sphincter yielded and her tight little anus opened
up. Mahesh flexed his buttocks slowly and eased his hips forward. His
cock-head popped into her anus.

"OHMAUHHHHOHHH MUHHHHHHHHHHSH UHHHH OHHHH!" 

The breath rushed from her throat. Her head snapped up and her face
contorted in a savage rictus, her lips snapping back, her mouth
jerking open, her eyes screwed shut. Mahesh dug his fingers into her
buttocks and slowly pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her anus.
He gasped loudly as her asshole convulsed uncontrollably on his
throbbing, invading penis. His belly sucked in with strain. Beneath
her, Peter grunted as her cunt, too, contracted savagely on his penis,
separated from Mahesh's by the merest membrane of flesh. Deeper and
deeper Mahesh went, and Anuja's body thrashed between theirs, wracked
by huge, heaving, sobbing gasps. She felt dizzy with lust. The two
penises felt wonderful, filling her cunt and ass. She squirmed between
the two men, moaning and gasping.

The two men began to fuck her together, rocking slowly in and out of
her cunt and ass simultaneously in accidentally fortuitous rhythm.
Anuja thrashed and writhed between them, gasping and moaning, her
voice ragged and hoarse, her breathing heavy and hot. The men fucked
her heavily and deeply, their cocks sawing in and out of her cunt and
ass. Every thrust from Mahesh forced her cunt down hard and deep on
Peter's massive erection; and when Peter bucked his hips under her,
her anus was jammed back on Mahesh's huge penis.

"Oh ma ohhhhhh uhhhhh *hanh* uhhh *hanh* uhh ohhh yes oh god yes ohh
uh ohh uhh ohhh uhh ohhh uhh ohhh uhhh ohhhhhh!" she gasped. "Ohhhh
uhh ohhhh uhhh oh ma oh ma oh ma oh ma OHHHHHH!"

"C'mon! Take it! Oh fuck yes, take it!" Mahesh groaned, sodomising her
slowly and heavily, his hands on her breasts, squeezing and crushing
them hard.

"Chul, rundi, chul!" Peter grunted under her, heaving his hips up and
down under her cunt, gripping her buttocks and holding them open for
his comrade.

On and on they went, the two men pummelling her body between theirs,
invading her innermost recesses, gasping and moaning. Avinash watched,
astounded, his eyes glued to his cameras. 

Several minutes later, the trio broke apart. Anuja's body was
streaming with sweat from the tension and exertion. She moaned softly
and slowly turned on her back above Peter. Kneeling over his lap, she
moved his cock between her buttocks to her anus and eased her asshole
down onto his upright cock. He gasped as his cock burst into her rear
channel. She cried out, her head arching back, her body bending
backwards in a steep bow, her elbows on the bed on either side of his
chest. Gingerly, she spread her knees. Peter squeezed her breasts
hard. Mahesh grunted and moved over her, kneeling between her spread
thighs. He bent and kissed her deeply and slowly pushed his cock into
her open cunt. Anuja's face twisted wildly and she moaned, writhing
her hips uncontrollably. Peter's cock churned her rear channel and
Mahesh drilled her cunt slowly and deeply. 

They began to fuck her together again, moving slowly and rhythmically,
pumping their hips back and forth in unison, both penises invading her
flesh as one. She orgasmed repeatedly and now it was too much for
either man to bear. One by one, they drove into her and exploded,
making her gasp and moan when she felt the sharp, hot, delightful
spurt of their hot seed in her molten flesh.

--------- END OF SECTION 2 OF 9 --------------

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