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Sibling Rivalry : 2 : Line of Sight

by Mary Jorsay Gandmar <maryjg@finebody.com>

For a glossary of Indian words, see
http://thunder.prohosting.com/~cyrene/glossary/glossary.htm OR
http://home.onestop.net/cyrene/prose/glossary/glossary.htm

Story also shortly online at
http://thunder.prohosting.com/~cyrene/prose/hough/sibriv.htm

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The sexy sixteen-year old stifles a moan. Biting her lower lip, she
sinks her hips. Her cunt slides down the length of the thick, long
penis of the servant who lies on his back beneath her, between her
spread thighs and knees. Her long neck arches and she tilts her lovely
face upward.

She is wearing only a light, off-white button-down shirt of some
translucent material. Several buttons are opens. A simple braided gold
chain hangs around her neck. Her large, sloping, succulent breasts and
stiff nipples are clearly visible through the cloth. Beneath her, the
lean, hard-bodied teenage servant grins and chuckles softly. He flicks
opens the buttons of her shirt and slides his hands up her slender,
superbly curved body to cup her breasts. They fill his palms and he
marvels at their weight and fullness and the perfection of their form.
He pinches the hard nipples. The girl shudders in pleasure. Her hips
sink lower and lower. The youth grunts thickly, bending his knees and
arching his hips, thrusting his eight-inch long cock deep into her
hot, wet cunt. It is tight as a vise and he can feel its tiny, erotic
contractions on his throbbing penis. The feeling is extraordinary. The
girl's face is radiant with lust. Her lips part and her tongue arches
with wanton slowness and over her slender, bowed upper lip. It is very
sexy to watch. He slides his hands down to grip her buttocks.

"Slowly," she whispers. "Don't be in a rush."

The youth stills himself, but not without effort. They are on the cool
stone-tiled floor. The top of the youth's head touches a thick
partition wall, made of long vertical strips of rough-hewn wood. The
girl leans forward now and presses her eye to a sizable hole in the
partition. Her breasts swing pendulous over him. The young man cranes
his neck and whips one of her nipples with his tongue. The girl bites
her lower lip and stifles and soft moan.

"Maya. What're they doing?"

"Ssh!" Maya hisses softly. "Shut up, Devilal! They'll hear us! It's
only a thin wall, damn it!"

"Tell me what you see."

"Later."

"No. Now."

Maya sighs. "Oh god, Devilal, you're impossible! Don't you fuck Sonu
too?"

"Sure, and she's great," the cook whispers. "That doesn't mean I don't
like watching her fuck, too!"

"You can't watch her like this, can you?"

"That's why I want you to tell me what she's doing."

"Oh, all right, have it your way. She's with Mohan."

"Who, the watchman?"

"Yes."

"What are they doing?"

"What do you think they're doing? He's fucking her, of course!"

"I know that. But how?"

Maya looks down and grins. "It's really sexy, actually. What will you
do if I don't tell you?"

Devilal scowls and whips her breasts with his hands. She gasps
sharply, enjoying the sudden sting. He grips her hips and jerks her
cunt down on his cock, bucking his hips suddenly under her. The breath
rushes from her throat.

"That's what you'll get!" he snarls. "Ram-fucking!"

The teenager moans and, bending, kisses her cook tenderly. "Then, my
hero," she murmurs, her tongue in his ear, her hips writhing
erotically on his, "perhaps I should continue teasing you like this!"

The cook chuckles and slows his motions, fondling her heavy, pendulous
breasts. Her kiss deepens, gets hungrier and she pushes her tongue
erotically in and out of his mouth. He squeezes her buttocks and,
pulling them apart, presses his fingertip to her anus.

"I want to fuck your ass," he grunts.

"Later," she groans. "Not now. I want to watch Sonu first."

She lifts her body and presses one eye to the spyhole again. Through
it, she has an unobstructed view of the living room beyond the
partition wall. Lying under her, the cook chuckles and plays with her
lovely breasts.

On the other side of the partition, Maya's elder sister, Sonu, is on
her back on the living room floor, her legs spread and knees bent,
being fucked furiously by another servant-lover. The servant leans
over her on his knees and outstretched arms, his hands crushing her
swollen breasts, his hips rocketing up and down in a rapid rhythm. Her
body whips and thrashes wildly. Her hips heave and jerk up and down.
Her pretty face, twisted and contorted in a rictus of lust, jerks from
side to side. Her cries are loud and hoarse and filled with wanton
excitement.

"OHHHHHH UH OH UH OH MA OH MA OH MA OH MA UHHH OH MOHAN! MO ... UHHH
OHHHH ... UHHH MOH ... UHHHHN UHHHH OHHHHH UH OH MA OH MA OH MA UHHH
OHHHHHH!" Sonu cries.

Mohan is dark and tall and lean, very handsome, with a sharp-featured
face and thin mustache. His shoulders are broad and strong and the
muscles ripple smoothly. His torso is V-shaped and hairless and
glistens with sex-sweat. His buttocks, flexing and unflexing rapidly,
are taut and firm and his hips are high and lean. His head is bent and
he is watching her as he fucks her, rocking his hips back and forth
and up and down with a quick snapping action. His cock is huge, at
least ten inches long and correspondingly thick. It plunges in and out
of the teenager's cunt. She gasps and cries out, arching and bowing,
her elbows bent, forearms along his, her fingers taut on his triceps
and elbows. The man grunts through gritted teeth.

"C'mon! C'mon whore, take it! Oh fuck yes, take it, bitch, take it!"

The man flips his hands off her breasts and onto the floor. He moves
faster and faster, hammering his hips up and down. His penis savages
her flesh, plunging and pistoning and ramming and reaming furiously in
and out of her wet slit. Beneath him, the fair-skinned teenager
thrashes and cries out, her body glistening with sweat. Her breasts
wobble and jiggle with his thrusts and she lifts and squeezes them
wantonly, groaning in pleasure. With a loud, shaking moan, she jerks
her hips up and arches her body, her head arching back, her neck
craning, her mouth open in a wide 'O'. The breath rushes from her
throat in a long gasp. The man arches his head and groans and slowly
pushes down deep, deep, deep into her cunt. She whimpers, trembling
and moaning as her orgasm crashes over her. The man draws out, rams
in, draws out, rams in. Each thrust forces the breath from her throat
in a rattling moan. Sonu clenches his buttocks and, heaving her hips
upward, pulls him deeper into her flesh.

"C'mon! C'mon! Come inside me!" she gasps.

The servant gasps, his hips twitching and jerking between her thighs,
his buttocks flexed taut. He moans in relief as he orgasms. Beneath
him, Sonu's face creases in a smile of pleasure as the heat billows
from his cock and spews into her flesh. Slowly, their bodies subside.
The servant smiles down at her and begins moving again, rocking slowly
and gently in and out of her cunt. Sonu murmurs softly, caressing his
thick biceps and shoulders and chest and back. He sinks down on her
body and kisses her deeply, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.

"That was lovely," Sonu murmurs as she tongues Mohan's ear. "Thank
you."

The servant slides off Sonu's body with a chuckle and gets to his
knees. She lies sprawled wantonly under him, her chest heaving, still
breathing hard, caressing her breasts sexily. The servant grins.

"Thanks, cunt. Good fuck."

He gets to his feet and holds a hand out to help her up. She gets up
and links her arms about his neck and lifts her face to his. He kisses
her gently, his hands caressing her breasts and buttocks and back. She
squirms against him, fondling his cock and balls.

"Enough," he says, slapping her bottom gently. "You've got more
fucking coming up, and I've got work to do."

"Do me."

He laughs. "That's not work. That's pure pleasure."

"Flattery will get you everywhere. How about my ass?"

The servant snorts and steps away. "Go on, you randy little bint! Go
get dressed. Rajan should be here any minute!"

Sonu giggles and leaves the room. The servant whistles softly to
himself as he pulls on his vest and shorts. On the other side of the
partition, Maya moans softly. All this time, she has been writhing
gently on the cook's lap with her eye pressed to the peephole. He,
patient and caring, filled with a curious amalgam of tender concern
and raw lust for the teenager, waits for her initiative.

"Oh god," Maya moans now, bending again to kiss him hungrily, pushing
her tongue into his mouth, swirling it through his ear, writhing her
hips over his, rubbing her swollen breasts on his hard chest. "They
were so sexy, Devilal!"

The cook chuckles, squeezing her buttocks and pulling her down on his
lap. "I know. Sonu's one hot number. Loves having her slit stuffed.
Great fuck."

"And me?" Maya says, lifting her body over his, her arms outstretched.
"What about me?"

The cook grins. "You, my little bint, are incredible, that's what you
are. C'mon now ... do it!"

He squeezes her pendulous breasts and bucks his hips under her. Maya
groans and begins rocking back and forth over him. The cook watches
the spasms of lust crossing her face and thinks she is the loveliest,
sexiest creature he has known. Her face is suffused with a soft
radiance of lust. Her nostrils are flared, her mouth is open and her
dark, lovely *kajal*-rimmed eyes are hazy with desire. On her hands
and knees over him, the teenager moves her body up and down, back and
forth, sliding her cunt along the length of his tumescence. Her cunt
is hot and wet and tight and it convulses and contracts greedily on
his throbbing penis. She moans softly, her face arched, her long neck
craned. The gold chain around her neck looks sexy against her tawny
golden skin. The cook grips her hips and moves in unison with her. Her
breasts bounce and jiggle with their motions.

"Ohhhhh uhhh yes! Oh god yes! Oh that's so good, Devi ... uhh lal
uhhhh Ohhh fuck yes! Oh ma uhhh yes! Oh yes!" Maya cries out.

"C'mon ... take it, whore, take it!" the servant grunts softly,
heaving and pumping his hips under her.

His words excite her and she hisses in pleasure, arching her back and
rising, lifting and squeezing her breasts, crushing them in her hands
in an erotic action. Her hips grind tightly on his crotch and he
groans as her convulsing cunt swirls and churns around on his
throbbing penis. With a shuddering moan, she falls forward over him,
on her forearms now, her heavy breasts hot against his chest, her
nipples quivering stiffly, and begins to move furiously, bucking her
hips rapidly up and down over him. He is an experienced lover and he
quickly catches her rhythm and moves in tandem with her. Her body
rocks and jerks and swings back and forth and up and down over his.
Her gold chain swings against his face. Her head is tilted up, her
eyes are closed and she moans and pants and gasps like a bitch in rut.
He grips her lovely buttocks and grinds his hips round, moving hers
with his even as she lifts and drops them alternately, sliding her
cunt up and down his cock-shaft. Craning his head he sucks on one
breast, then the other and then, squeezing both together, whips the
nipples with his tongue. Maya shudders and writhes, her face screwing
up as she struggles to stave off her orgasm and prolong the pleasure.
Her buttocks flex and unflex and her hips rise and fall in and erotic
cadence, bouncing off his thighs. Her cunt moves steeply, taking his
long, thick cock fully in her slit and, as she forces her cunt down
hard on his cock, his balls hit her buttocks. The cook grunts and
gasps and, gripping her buttocks, presses his fingertip to her anus.

It is too much for her to bear. With a long, shuddering groan, she
shoves her cunt down on his cock. Simultaneously, her anus opens and
his fingertip slips in, making her gasp even louder. Her orgasm breaks
and her cunt spasms and contracts frantically on his throbbing penis.
It is all he can do to contain himself. She bends her head and kisses
him hungrily, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. The cook groans,
holding his finger in her anus as her tight cunt bites down on his
rampant penis in a series of explosive convulsions. Slowly, her orgasm
ebbs. Maya moans and sinks onto his body, kissing him feverishly.

"Fuck me again," she gasps. "Fuck me again, Devilal, c'mon!"

The cook chuckles and eases her off his cock. "Suck me, bitch. Gimme
head!"

Evidently, Maya's orgasm has done nothing to quell her lust. Groaning,
she snakes down her servant's body, brushing her breasts wantonly
against it, kissing and licking his hard torso like a feral animal.
The cook grins and crossing his arms behind his head and spreading his
legs wider, cranes his neck to watch.

He is a handsome young man, with a fine-featured, smiling face and a
wispy mustache and a short, slim, wiry, lithe body. His skin is an
attractive lightly burnished tan. His nipples are small and dark. He
has very sparse, almost indiscernible body hair, and his armpits are
shaved.

His eight-inch long, two-inch thick cock looks incongruous on his
slight build. However, Maya obviously doesn't think so or, at any
rate, doesn't care. Moving lower, she nuzzles his flat belly, swirling
her tongue through his navel and rubbing her breasts against his
penis. He grunts. It feels good to have her heavy, hot breasts
brushing tantalisingly across his cock-head. She holds his shaft and
rubs his cock-head over her nipples and aureoles, groaning softly. The
cook waits for her to go lower and suck his cock.

The teenager surprises him. Instead, she moves up again, dragging her
tongue up his body, her eyes lifted to his face. Higher and higher she
goes, and her tongue climbs up to his face. He tilts his face. Her
tongue flickers over his lips, slides around to swirl through his ear,
returns to his mouth and darts like an eel in and out of his mouth,
whipping his own. Her breasts are hot and heavy on his body and feel
wonderful. He tries to kiss her and begins to move his arms out from
behind his head but she stops him.

"Don't," she murmurs. "Stay like this."

The cook waits and now he quivers in excitement and lust. The teenager
is bewitching and very, very good to fuck. She begins moving lower
again and he murmurs in pleasure as she runs her tongue through his
cleanly shorn armpits, ripples across his chest to the other and then
slowly moves up to his dark, hard nipple. Her lips part wide around
his small aureole and her tongue whips the stiff stub erotically. The
cook groans and arches. Her lips fasten around his nipple and she
starts sucking it tenderly, teething the stiff peak, scraping it
across her teeth, swirling her tongue around it. The sensation is
exquisitely delicate. Her fingers crawl down to his crotch and begin
working his penis. The cook grunts and feels the heat surge in his
balls. She releases one nipple, moves to the other.

The cook is impatient to feel her mouth encase his cock. He pushes
gently at her head.

"C'mon whore ... go down on me!" he says, his voice soft and hoarse,
his breathing ragged. "Suck my dick!"

Maya takes her time. She loves doing this, tasting her lovers' bodies,
savours the unique odour and tang, each distinct and special. She
squeezes her breasts over his penis and licks his belly and crotch.
The cook groans. Her breast-sheath is warm and soft, and he can feel
her rigid nipples scraping along his shaft. Slowly, she moves lower.
He spreads his legs further apart. His erect penis throbs and quivers
upright. Maya wraps her fingers around it gently and masturbates him
slowly. Dipping her head, she tongues his heavy balls. Devilal gasps
at the soft touch of her face and silky hair between his thighs.
Drawing a testicle into her mouth, she sucks it gently, caressing its
contours with her tongue. Her hand keeps pumping his shaft. Moving
lower still, she slips her tongue between his buttocks. The cook gasps
and lifts his legs. Maya groans. She can smell and taste his dank anus
and this arouses her. She presses her tongue to his asshole and rims
him tenderly. The musky taste of his cock and anus fills her nostrils.

"Fuck yes!" the cook gasps. "C'mon bitch! Suck me!"

There is a desperation in his voice that she finds enchanting. Still
she torments him, rimming his asshole, sucking his balls. Slowly, her
eyes lifted, glittering with excitement, she drags her tongue up his
erect shaft, scrapes her teeth gently along the rough surface. Her
lips hover over his cock. He can feel her warm breath on his exposed
cock-head. Her tongue whips out and swirls around it. The cook gasps
and arches his back, thrusting his hips upward. Instantly, her lips
open wider and slip around his cock, taking the head and a good part
of the shaft into her mouth. Devilal grunts in relief and joy. Her
mouth is a warm, moist, wet cavern and she begins to suck his cock
with intense pleasure and enjoyment, constantly working the bulging
cock-head with her electric tongue.

"Mm ... yeh ... oh fuck yes ... yeh ... that's good ... keep sucking,
bitch ... suck it ... suck my prick, whore! Ohhhhh yes ... fuck yes
... suck harder, slut! Yeh! That's it!"

Maya finds it in an immense turn-on to be addressed in coarse
vernacular. She moans thickly and sucks harder, winding her tongue
cunningly around the cock-head, sucking her servant's cock. Her face
distends with the size of his penis and her head rocks and bobs up and
down over his lap. She keeps masturbating him with her fingers. The
heat roils in his cock and balls and threatens to burst forth. The
cook gasps, his hips bucking and rocking up and down under the
teenager's face. He thrusts a hand down and grips her head, moving it
up and down to suit his pleasure. His cock and balls begin to ache and
throb with the tension of holding back. He groans and gasps, fighting
to stave off his orgasm.

Just then, the doorbell chimes. Maya stops and looks up. The cook
gasps as her mouth surrenders his cock. He exhales rapidly, blowing
out his cheeks and manages to stifle his ejaculation, but only just.
Maya grins at him, her fingers still wound around his cock, pumping it
gently.

"He's here."

"Who?"

"Rajan. Sonu's next lover."

"Fuck. I didn't know he was coming, too!"

Maya giggles. "Actually, he hasn't yet, at least I hope not. She'd be
very disappointed."

Devilal snorts with laughter. "You're crazy, bitch. Still wanna fuck?"

"But of course. It's an offer I can't refuse."

"Do you ever say no?"

"No."

The cook laughs again. "You gonna watch them again?"

"But of course."

"Okay, I'll fuck you from behind."

"Butt, of course?"

"What?"

"Never mind."

Maya stifles her grin. Her body is still tingling with lust and
excitement. She turns on her hands and knees. The cook kneels behind
her and pushes his cock between her lovely buttocks. His cock-head
pauses at her cunt-lips. Maya waits breathlessly. Then the cook flexes
his buttocks and she groans softly, biting her lower lip, as the
youth's enormous cock surges into her cunt-flesh in one long endless
thrust. Devilal gasps, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her
buttocks and, flexing his own buttocks taut, presses his hips to hers.
Her cunt convulses eagerly on his penis. She turns her face over her
shoulder to his, her tongue arching sexily over her upper lip. Devilal
groans and slides his hands up her body and fondles her pendulous,
swollen breasts. Leaning over her, he nuzzles the nape of her neck
around which her necklace of braided gold glints on her tawny skin.
Her lips are open and he jams his mouth to hers and, thrusting his
tongue into her mouth, kisses her deeply. She writhes erotically
against him.

"Fuck me," she murmurs. "Fuck me Devilal ... I want it! Fuck me hard!"

He loves it when she uses words like this. He unflexes his buttocks
and lifts his hips and draws his cock outward. It slides out of her
slit glistening and gleaming like a dark, wet pole. She groans at the
release in pressure.

"C'mon take it!" he grunts.

He thrusts into her again and she gasps, chewing her lower lip and
rocking forward under his thrust. He begins to fuck her slowly and
heavily with deep, long, punishing, skewering thrusts. Maya gasps and
whimpers, rocking back and forth on all fours beneath him.

"Now," she gasps. "Slow down ... that's good ... yes ... okay ... move
forward a bit ... yeh ... okay, that's fine ... now I'm going to watch
and you just keep fucking me slowly, okay?"

Devilal is hardly the kind to refuse. Now they are closer to the
partition and her eye is pressed to the spyhole. She is on
outstretched arms and her haunches, her knees bent and legs folded
under her buttocks in a great obtuse V. The cook is on his knees
behind her, sitting upright so that she is backed onto his penis and
her body angles upward under his from waist to shoulder. The position
restricts his movement, for her cunt is pressed down onto his cock and
he is pinned to the ground. He is content, nonetheless, and does not
protest. He fondles her breasts. Maya stifles her moans of pleasure.
His cock is wonderful in her slit, hot and hard and throbbing. Her
cunt convulses and contracts strongly on his penis and she can feel
his heavy balls pressed to her buttocks. She squirms and writhes on
his lap, grinding her hips against his, churning her cunt with his
cock.

"Mm ... that's it ... just hold it, Devilal while I watch."

Through the partition, Maya sees Rajan walk into the living room
followed by Mohan, who has obviously answered the doorbell. He is
everything a lover should be: Tall, lean, with the aquiline,
hard-jawed, fair-skinned features of a Nagar or an exceptionally
handsome Gujarati. His hair is thick and brushed back. He is
clean-shaven. He lives in the *chawl* opposite and Maya has had a
crush on him for some time. He is dressed in stylish trousers and a
pastel shirt with several buttons open and the sleeves rolled up his
muscular forearms. He is carrying a large gift-wrapped box. He pauses
in the bedroom and turns to the servant.

"Where's the girl?"

"Inside. Cleaning up."

"You had her yourself?"

"Yes. Just finished."

"Good?"

"As always."

The men grin. "That broad will do anything to get a rod into her," the
servant says.

Rajan smiles. "Have you told her about the other one yet?"

"No. We agreed it would be you."

"Good. Thank you. The other knows about her though."

"Yeah. She's inside with the cook." The servant nods to the partition.
"I've told her to watch."

Rajan smiles and looks at the partition and the eyehole. Maya's eyes
dance. She knows both men well. They have fucked her frequently in the
past few weeks, unknown to Sonu.

"When are you going to do it?" Mohan asks Rajan.

"Do what?"

"Tell her about the other."

"Soon. Soon. Don't want to upset her."

The servant chuckles softly. "And then, maybe, we can have 'em both
together, right?"

"That's the general idea."

Maya feels a rush of excitement. She has been waiting for just this
for a long time. She finds Sonu sexy and desirable and, fuelled by the
erotic magazines that Rajan gives her, she wants to try lesbian sex
with her sister while the servants watch and later join in. The
prospect inflames her lust. She grits her teeth and rocks her cunt up
and down on Devilal's cock.

In the living room, Rajan flings himself into a chair, puts the parcel
on the table at his side. He nods to the servant. "Let's go. Get her."

Mohan saunters across the room and pokes his head around the door into
the corridor that leads to the kitchen and toilets.

"Sonu!" he calls. "Rajan is here! Come on!"

Mohan ducks back into the room and, in a corner, squats on the floor
and is still. Like many of his kind, he can sit like this for hours on
end.

A minute later, Sonu comes into the room. She is wearing a light pink
satin *kurta* and nothing else. The material is fine and smooth and
clings to her contours showing the swell of her breasts and her
cleavage and even the prominent stubs of her nipples. It has buttons
down the front to her crotch; all of them are open and the men have an
unimpeded view of her lovely body under it. A thin gold necklace
nestles against the creamy skin of her cleavage. She is carrying a
tray with a glass of ice-water.

Rajan grins at her. "Hey cunt," he says. "Looking hot."

Sonu smiles prettily. Her breasts bounce as she walks across the room.
She stops by his chair and, bending, sets the tray down on a small
three-legged stool at his elbow. As she bends, her *kurta* drops open,
exposing her succulent breasts. The gold necklace dangles free. She
looks very sexy. Grinning, Rajan lifts his hand lazily and slides it
into the neck of her *kurta* and cups one breast, squeezing it gently.
Sonu shudders visibly, her lips breaking apart. He flicks his thumb
across her stubby nipple. It stiffens visibly and she gasps softly,
biting her lower lip, her eyes glittering.

"Randy as always, eh?" Rajan chuckles softly. His grin widens as she
moans softly in response.

"C'mon, whore ... show me how hot you really are. Suck my cock."

Standing by his chair, Sonu bends and kisses him deeply. Her breasts
hang free. He cups and squeezes them. She slides a hand up his thigh
into his crotch and deftly flicks open the clasp of his trousers,
pulls down his zipper, draws out his cock.

Rajan's penis is a wonderful instrument of joy. Limp, it is nearly six
inches long and, as both girls know, in the glory of its tumescence,
fully eight inches or more in length and correspondingly thick. His
balls are heavy and low and loaded with thick, hot jizz. He shaves his
balls and the shaft of his cock all the way down to the base. There is
a reason for this, which he has explained before -- for him, the
advantage is that it enables him to feel a cunt or ass or mouth fully
and, for the women he fucks, it causes no discomfort when he sodomizes
them.

A tremor of lust ripples through Maya as she watches her elder sister
on the other side of the partition jerk Rajan's cock gently in her
fist. She knows from experience how good it feels in her cunt, what a
great lover the man is. She rocks back against the young servant
behind her, squirming her buttocks against his crotch and briefly
tearing her eye from the spyhole, turns her face to his. He squeezes
her breasts and kisses her deeply, thrusting his tongue into her mouth
and jerks his hips under his, pushing his throbbing cock into her hot
cunt.

"Ohhh ... uhhh yes ... fuck me, Devilal," the teenager groans softly.
"Oh god yes ... fuck me ... take me, lover ... fuck me like a whore!"

Devilal chuckles softly and squeezes her breasts hard. "All in good
time, slut," he growls. "First finishing your peep-show!"

Maya moans and turns her face back to the wall, pressing her eye to
the hole again. Devilal grins and fondles her naked body tenderly,
making her tremble in pleasure. He caresses her breasts, lifting and
weighing them in his hands, pinching and tweaking her stiff nipples.
His lips press to the nape of her neck and he swirls his tongue
through her ear. She moans and writhes eagerly against him, struggling
to contain herself.

In the room beyond, Rajan has pulled Sonu's *kurta* open and, tilting
his face back, is sucking tenderly on one breast while she masturbates
him. Sonu moans softly, her body trembling, her face flushed with
excitement. Across the room, squatting in a corner, Mohan grins at
them. Still sucking one breast, Rajan dips his finger into the tall
glass she brought for him and picks up an ice-cube. She doesn't sense
his intention till it's too late. Then she gasps sharply, her head
snapping up, her back bowing as he slides it up under her *kurta*,
over her buttocks, between them, into her crotch. Her knees sag and
she sinks to the floor by his chair. Rajan chuckles. He moves the
ice-cube to her neck, down into her cleavage and over her breast. Sonu
groans, her body twisting and writhing.

Rajan's grin widens. He caresses her face with the slowly melting ice,
presses it to her lips. She understands now and, taking it in her
mouth, quickly bends her head over his lap and, flipping back his
foreskin, takes his penis in her mouth. Rajan gasps sharply. Sonu
moans softly and, jerking his shaft in one hand, sucks his cock-head
hungrily, her head bobbing rapidly up and down over his lap. Slouching
in the chair, spreading his legs, Rajan groans thickly, his head bent,
watching her, fondling her breasts through the neck of her *kurta*.

"Mm ... yeh ... that's it ... suck it, bitch ... yeh ... c'mon ...
suck my prick, whore ... yeh ... oh fuck yes ... that's good, whore
... c'mon ... suck harder ... ahh yeh ... that's it!"

His cock balloons rapidly, growing, thickening, lengthening, filling
her mouth and distending her face. She sucks harder and faster, her
head bent, rising and falling rapidly, bobbing over his lap, her
fingers curled around the hard, dark, thickly-veined stem, jerking it
steadily. Pausing, moaning hotly, she caresses her face with it
sensuously. Her lips and cheeks grow sticky with his pre-cum gunk. He
pushes her head back into his crotch and makes her suck his cock again
for several minutes. Finally, he pushes her head away. Sonu gets to
her feet. She is breathing hard and, pulling her *kurta* open, lifts
and caresses her breasts erotically. As she spreads her legs and
straddles his thighs, lifting her *kurta* up over her waist, he stops
her.

"Not so fast, whore," he says with a short laugh. "I've got a present
for you. And I want you to do something for me first."

"A present?" Her eyes dance with delight.

"Yup." He hands her the box. "Go on, open it."

Still straddling his thighs, Sonu tears open the wrapping. It is a
large box and she opens the lid and looks into it and cries out in
surprise and pleasure and delight, her eyes dancing, her face creasing
in a wide smile.

"Oh, wow!' she cries. "Thank you! This is fantastic!" She turns to the
servant, watching curiously from the corner. "Look, Mohan, look what
Rajan got me!"

Sonu displays the contents of the box. On the other side of the thin
wooden wall, Maya gapes and moans in desperate excitement. Sonu has
been presented a set of sexual toys. There are dildoes, vibrators,
sheaths and, she sees, another little presentation box with two pretty
bottles on it, which she imagines must be perfume. One by one, Sonu
examines each of the ersatz penises. The first is an enormous device,
two inches thick and nine inches long, shaped like a cock, its surface
covered with flexible rubber spikes, thick ribs and large knobs.

"That's a vibrator," Rajan explains. "Battery operated. The latest.
Here's the switch. When you press that, it vibrates ... and here's the
best part, when you jab this button it actually comes!"

"No!"

"Oh yes. Fill it with warm water or milk. They say thick milk is best.
Come on, try it. Frig for me."

Mohan gets to his feet and takes the vibrator-dildo from Sonu's
outstretched hand and disappears into the kitchen. Meanwhile, she
looks at the other items. The next is a double headed dildo, with a
cock-head at each end.

"That's for lesbian fucking. I thought you might want to get into that
sometime soon. You put one end in your cunt, and then fuck the other
cunt with it. Get it?"

Sonu looks awed, excited.

"This," he says, picking up a curious double-pronged device with two
cocks joined at the base, "is another dildo vibrator. Meant for doing
your cunt and ass together. See, the thick one goes into your cunt,
the thin one into your ass. And this," he picks up another item, this
one with four stems, two in each direction, "is similar, but for
lesbian fucking in both cunt and ass. You do it back to back, the
thick ends in each other's cunts, the thin one's go in the ass."

"And this?" Sonu picks up a black rubber thing from the box.

"It's a sheath. You slip it over a cock. See, the cock-head sticks out
the top, so there's no problem coming, not like a condom, you can feel
hot jizz. And because it's tight it keeps a cock hard longer. Also,
it's got these great spikes and things." Like the first vibrator, the
surface of the sheath, too, was studded, ribbed and spiked.

"And this? Perfume?" Sonu looks at the presentation box.

Rajan laughs. "No, my sweet little bint. Not perfume. Aphrodisiacs.
Pills. Powder. Take them. They're safe and they'll make you hot as
hell. Just see."

"How ... how many do I take?"

He shrugs. "Two, three. Not more. And just a pinch of that powder."

Tentatively, Sonu tips three little pills into her palm and pops them
into her mouth, washing them down with a sip of water from the glass
of water she brought for him. Taking a pinch of powder from the second
container, she sniffs it gently in one nostril.

"More in the other now," Rajan instructs her softly. "Yes that's it.
Okay, count to three. One ... two ... three ... it should hit now."

It does; like a hammerblow. Sonu gasps sharply, loudly. Her head snaps
back, her mouth jerks open, her neck arching. Her nipples shoot out
stiff and hard. Her hands fly to her breasts and she squeezes them
feverishly. Her hips pump and writhe and she thrusts a hand into her
crotch, masturbating frantically. Rajan slaps her hands away. She
cries out. She tries to squeeze her breasts, grab his cock, mount him.
He pins her hands to her sides. She writhes, gasping and moaning, her
chest heaving, her hips pumping wildly. Rajan pushes her away.

"On the floor!" he snaps, just as Mohan comes in with the loaded
vibrator. "Frig! Come on! Now! Do it!"

Sonu grabs the vibrator from the servant and flings herself on her
back on the floor, spreads her legs, bends her knees. Gripping the
vibrator with both hands, she pushes it between her legs. The huge
cock-head pops into her cunt. She gasps and arches steeply, her mouth
tearing open in a wide O.

"Deeper! Shove it in! All of it!" Rajan grates. "Do it whore!"

"OHHHHHHH uhh OH ma uhhh OHHHHHHH!" Sonu cries, obeying him.

She forces the vibrator deeper and deeper into her cunt. The spikes
bend and scrape, the ribs and knobs rasp over her inflamed, quivering
clitoris. She pushes it deeper still.

"Now frig!" Rajan snaps. "C'mon, bitch! Frig hard!"

Maya moans, writhing feverishly on Devilal's rampant penis as she
watches her sister masturbating frantically with the enormous
vibrator. Her hands are clenched on the protruding handle and her
breasts, exposed under the open lapels of her *kurta*, bulge swollen
and hard between her arms, her nipples rigid. Her face flips from side
to side and her hips pump and writhe and her body rocks and jerks on
the floor, her breasts wobbling and jiggling as she moves.

"Faster!" he orders. "Frig faster!"

"Ohhhh uhh Ohhhh uhhh oh fuck uhhh ohhhh uhhhh ohhhh uhh ohma uh ohhhh
uhh ohhhhh!" she cries.

Maya watches in fascination and envy. She wants to try it, too. She
will have to borrow it when she can, when Sonu's out of the house,
fucking one of her lovers elsewhere. For now she must content herself
with watching.

On the other side, Sonu is dizzy with excitement and lust. She has
never felt so horny in her life. The vibrator feels wonderful, thick
and heavy, the hard ribs and knobs and stiff spikes mashing and
crushing through her tender cunt-flesh, pulverizing her gorged
clitoris delightfully. She masturbates faster, jamming the enormous
vibrator into her cunt, rocking it deep in as hard as she can.

"Fuck, this is great!" Mohan chortles, masturbating openly, visibly
aroused.

Rajan grins. "Watch this."

He bends over and presses a button in the vibrator's base. Instantly,
there is a soft hum. The breath whooshes from Sonu's throat and her
back bows steeply and she plunges the vibrator deep into her cunt,
thrashing wildly on the floor. Rajan grins. On and on she goes and a
series of orgasms begins to crash through her body, making her gasp
and cry out loudly. Rajan is bent over now, one hand on the floor,
waiting. As her third successive orgasm hits, he flicks her hands off
the vibrator, grabs it, jams it deep into her cunt, making her cry out
and arch, her hands crushing her breasts, her face whipping to one
side and then he jabs the second button. Sonu reacts as if she has
been shot. Her hips arch stiffly and her body snaps with sharp little
jerks. Maya realizes that the vibrator is ejaculating inside her. Sonu
whimpers, crying out. Rajan grins, holding it in place buried deep in
her cunt and then slowly draws it out. It is still spurting. Warm milk
shoots over her body, spattering her thighs and belly and trickling
between her breasts, wetting her *kurta*. She gasps, writhing and
squirming, moaning deliriously as the fluid splashes on her fair body.

"Fuck," Rajan says. "This is fantastic! The thing actually heats up,
too! Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

Laughing softly, he tosses the vibrator aside and, getting to his
feet, drops his trousers. Stepping out of them, he kneels on the floor
and pulls her off her back onto her hands and knees before him. His
rampant penis sticks out at her face.

"C'mon, whore, suck me some more," he growls.

Sonu moans and pushes her face into his crotch, taking his cock in her
mouth. He grunts softly and fucks her mouth slowly, head bent,
watching her, pumping his hips to and fro, rocking her head back and
forth with one hand. With the other, he takes another pinch of the
aphrodisiac snuff and holds it under her nostrils. She can't help
inhale it and the drug hits her again, making her gasp and moan deep
in her cock-filled throat, taking his cock deeper in her mouth. She
thrusts a hand between her legs and begins masturbating. Rajan pulls
her *kurta* up under her armpits and fondles her swollen, pendulous
breasts as she rocks on all fours under him. Her nipples are painfully
stiff. Sonu moans thickly, gobbling his cock, taking it deep in her
mouth, sucking it rapidly, hungrily. Rajan grunts, his excitement
mounting.

"Mm ... yeh ... c'mon ... suck it, whore ... yeh ... that's good ...
keep sucking, bitch ... just keep sucking my dick, slut ... yeh ...
use your tongue ... ahhh yeh ... that's it ... oh fuck that's good
head, bitch ... real good ... ohh yes ... that's it!"

He grabs the double-pronged dildo-vibrator from the couch where she
tossed it and, bending forward over her body, slowly pushes the
thicker of the two cocks between her thighs and buttocks, pressing the
bulbous cock-head into her slit. Sonu gasps, her head rising, her hips
swaying erotically. He grunts and forces her head back into his
crotch.

"You keep sucking, whore!" he says. "Do it till I tell you to stop!"

"Ohhh uhhh ohma uhhhhh OHHHHHH!" she cries as he pushes the dildo
deeper and deeper into her slit.

The device has a leather loop at the base and Rajan slips his wrist
through it for a better grip. He keeps the companion shaft raised in
the web between his thumb and forefinger as he shoves the thicker stem
further into her cunt. Sonu's fair, lissom body trembles and quivers,
her hips writhing frantically. Rajan chuckles at her reaction,
steadily pushing his cock in and out of her mouth.

On the other side of the partition wall, Maya whimpers in excitement,
deeply aroused, and begins to rock back and forth on her knees and
outstretched arms, pushing her cunt up and down the length of the
cook's inflamed penis. Her breasts, swollen turgid, the nipples rigid
and stiff, wobble and bounce and the gold necklace tosses and dances
on her skin. She wants to use the device, too, longs for it. She
doesn't know it yet, of course, but the multi-pronged dildoes have
hard inner cores that are removable; without them, the dildoes become
sheaths and a man can push his cock into either of them to fuck the
woman's cunt or ass through the sheaths.

Now, as she watches, Rajan curls the second, slimmer, dildo and bends
it between Sonu's spread buttocks, pressing the bulging cock-head to
her anus. She gasps, stiffening, her head lifting. Rajan laughs
softly, pushing his cock at her face and slowly presses the second
dildo into her asshole. It pops into her rear orifice; her face
contorts in a paroxysm of lust and a loud, shuddering cry of joy
erupts from her throat.

"Ohmauhhhh ahhhhh uhhhh yes uhh OHHHHHHHH uhh OHHHH!"

The servant watches pop-eyed. Rajan snorts in delight and pushes the
second dildo into Sonu's asshole and simultaneously pushes his cock at
her face.

"Now ... suck hard, whore!" he cries. "Choos! Jorse choos!"

Moaning, Sonu takes his cock deep in her mouth, sucking it feverishly,
her body rocking and jerking and writhing in erotic torment before
Rajan.

"Mm ... yeh ... ohhh fuck yes ... that's good ... c'mon ... take it!
Suck my prick, bitch ... yeh ... that's it!" Rajan grunts, fucking her
mouth rapidly.

He reaches out and takes a pinch of snuff, snorting it quickly, pops
four pills. The drugs hit him hard and he gasps, arching his head,
jamming his hand at her buttocks, forcing both dildoes into her cunt
and ass, masturbating her furiously, rocking his hips back and forth
at her face. The orgasm crashes through him and he explodes in her
mouth. Sonu moans, sucking his cock hungrily, opening her mouth,
letting the hot, creamy jizz spurt down her throat and spatter her
face and neck and pendulous breasts.

"Yeh, that was good," Rajan gasps, rubbing his sticky cock over her
face.

He slides the dildo out of her cunt and Sonu moans, her body
trembling, her head sagging. Rajan chuckles and makes her suck his
cock again. It is still rock-hard; the drugs are very powerful indeed.

At last, he pushes her head away and makes her lie on her back on the
floor again. Grinning at her, he strips off his shirt. He has a fine,
muscular body, the torso V-shaped, smooth and hairless, even the
armpits depilated. Every muscle is ridged and rigidly defined; the
curve and cleft of his chest, the square blocks in his belly. His hips
are high and narrow, his arms thick with rounded, bunched muscles, his
thighs strong and sturdy. The forearms ripple with veins. His muscles
are so developed that his skin is stretched taut over them. His
buttocks are taut and firm, small and rounded. His nipples are sharp
stubs in small aureoles. His magnificent penis stands proudly erect.
He is one sexy hunk.

"Please ... fuck me," Sonu moans, writhing on the floor, fondling her
breasts. "C'mon Rajan ... fuck me!"

"Okay, now let's try this," he mutters and, taking the black rubber
sheath, slips it over his cock.

The sheath is a tight, snug fit and covers his cock from the ridge
behind his cock-head all the way down to the base. The sheath is
open-ended and his swollen cock-head pops through the aperture.

"Hey, great," Rajan says, grinning down at his armoured tumescence.
"This feels terrific."

He leers at the teenager sprawled wantonly on the floor. She moans
softly, pulling her *kurta* up under her arms and then, crossing them,
tugs it off her head and flings it aside. She lifts her breasts,
squeezing and crushing the swollen mounds eagerly and, sliding her
hands down her body, splays her cunt-lips open for her lover.

"Fuck me," she moans again. "Fuck me, Rajan ... fuck me hard!"

Rajan drops to the floor with her, moving between her forked thighs
and bent knees and leans over her on his knees and outstretched arms.
Bending, his powerful shoulders rippling and hunching smoothly, he
kisses her deeply, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She writhes
against him wantonly, rubbing her swollen breasts against his hard
chest, her hands caressing his superbly muscled body, fondling his
sheathed penis and loaded balls. He dips his head and gently laps his
tongue at one stiff nipple, then the other, tugs then, nibbles them,
scrapes them across his teeth and gums. She shudders and moans, her
hips writhing and pumping and undulating eagerly under him.

"Fuck me!" she gasps. "C'mon, Rajan! Fuck my slit! Fuck me hard! Fuck
me like a whore! I want it! Please!"

She grips his sheathed cock and moves it to her cunt-lips. Rajan
relents. He rises on outstretched arms and pauses, his cock-head at
her cunt-lips. She groans again, begging for it. He takes a deep
breath, purses his lips and slowly flexes his buttocks and sinks his
hips. His cock-head pops into her cunt. Sonu gasps and arches, her
back bowing, biting her lower lip. Rajan pauses and then slowly pushes
his cock deeper into her, flexing his buttocks tighter and tighter,
sinking his hips.

"OHMAUHHHHAHHHUHHOHHHHHHHHH!"

Sonu's cry rents the air. Her head snaps back, her neck cranes, her
face twists in a violent rictus of lust, her back bows and her breasts
thrust upward. Her hips shudder and jerk upward. The huge cock pierces
deeper into her cunt, the spikes on the surface of the sheath bending
as they scrape through her cunt-lips, the knobs and ribs mashing her
inflamed clitoris delightfully. In and in her goes, till he has buried
himself in her cunt to the hilt. Sonu whimpers, her body writhing, her
hips grinding against his, her knees spread wide. Her chest heaves and
her breath comes in wracked, broken sobs.

"OH uhh OHH uhh OHH uhh OH ma uhhh OHHHH!" she moans.

Rajan is visibly delighted at her response. He begins fucking her
slowly and heavily with deep, piercing, measured strokes. His buttocks
flex and unflex rhythmically and his hips swing up and down in a
smooth cadence. The huge, black-sheathed cock glistens wetly with
their comingled coital juices as it runs in and out of her cunt. Under
him, Sonu gasps and moans, her head rolling from side to side, her
body heaving and writhing and jerking and rolling ecstatically under
his, her cries ringing in the air. His muscles ripple smoothly as he
moves, his hips bucking rhythmically up and down, up and down, his
armoured cock grinding and squelching in and out of the teenager's
hot, tight cunt.

"Ohhh uhhh ohhh uhh Oh ma uhhh *hanh* uhhh Ohhhh uhh Ohh Rajan! Uhh Ra
... uhhh ahhhh ... uhhh Raj ... uhhhn uhh OHHHH uhh yes ... oh god yes
... yes ... fuck me ... ohhhh yes baby yes! Fuck me!" she cries.

"Mm ... yeh ... c'mon ... take it! C'mon! Yeh ... oh fuck yes ... ohhh
uhhh yes ... oh fuck yes ... c'mon, whore, take it!" the handsome man
calls.

He begins moving faster and her body jerks under his thrusts, her
swollen breasts jiggling and bouncing heavily, the nipples nut-hard.
Her hips pump up and down in an erotic tempo that matches his thrusts.
She clenches his bulging biceps, caresses his powerful shoulders and
torso, squeezes his buttocks, pulling him in deeper into her flesh.

On and on they go and he moves faster and faster, taking her
powerfully and without respite. After several minutes, they pause,
then slow and he slides out of her. Without waiting for his command
she turns on her front, on her forearms and knees on the floor and
pushes her buttocks back at him. Her breasts hang heavy and pendulous,
like succulent fruit. Her gold necklace sways against her creamy skin.
She looks over her shoulder at Rajan and wantonly runs her tongue
along her upper lip.

"C'mon, Rajan ... fuck me ... fuck me like a whore," she mutters. "My
cunt's so hot, baby ... c'mon ... shove your fat cock right up in
there!"

Panting heavily, Rajan drops in a low squat over her hips and slowly
forces his sheathed cock into her cunt. It surges into her slit and
she gasps, lurching forward under his lunge, her head jerking up, her
face radiant with joy, her tongue pressed to her upper lip, her mouth
in a tight, excited O of passion.

"OHHHH uhh yeh ... ohh fuck yes ... c'mon ... deeper! Ohhhh yes, Rajan
baby ... deeper! Ohhhh uhhhh fuck yes!" she gasps.

He thrusts in deep, all the way, and then begins fucking her deeply
and rapidly, swinging his hips swiftly back and forth, flexing and
unflexing his buttocks, rocking his cock in and out of her cunt. His
penis appears and disappears between the creamy curves of her
buttocks. His balls surge against her buttocks with each thrust. Her
breasts jiggle and bounce and her gold necklace dances to and fro,
flapping against her chin. Her cries rise in pitch and volume, and her
face is a vision of lust, the eyes hooded, the mouth open, the
nostrils flared.

"Ohhhh uhhh ohhh uhhhh ohma uhhh ahhh uhhh ohhh uhhh *hanh* uhh ohhh
uhh *hanh* uh ohma uh *hanh* uhh oh yes oh yes Rajan yes ohhh baby yes
ohhh uhhh yes!" she cries, rocking and jerking under his, running her
cunt back and forth on his penis.

Faster and faster he goes, his knees deeply bent, his fingers digging
into the soft flesh of her waist and hips. He slides his hands up
under her body and cups and squeezes her swollen breasts. She writhes
erotically against him. He lifts his hips high and plunges into her
viciously, drawing a shrill, shaking cry from her open mouth. He rams
into her cunt greedily, making her gasp and moan loudly.

"Yeh ... oh fuck yes ... take it! C'mon, whore! Take it!" he cries.

"OH! OHMA UHH OHHH UHH OHHHHH UHHH OHHHH!" she goes.

The heat in his loins is unbearable. Her cunt is hot and wet and tight
as a drum and it takes all he has to stave off his orgasm. Panting and
gasping, he slides out of her and pulls off the sheath. Sonu moans and
whimpers deliriously, frantically trying to claw his cock back into
her cunt.

"Oh god no!" she sobs. "Don't stop, you bastard! Don't stop now! Not
now! C'mon ... please ... fuck me!"

"I want your ass, whore!" he growls and, rising, pulls her to her
feet.

He goes back to the chair and, spreading his legs wide, slouches low.
His penis quivers upright. Whimpering, Sonu straddles his legs, her
back to him and slowly lowers her butt onto his penis. He moves his
cock between her buttocks. She pauses with her anus pressed to his
cock-head, her hands on the arm-rests, her shoulders hunched, her
chest heaving, her face tensed and tight.

"C'mon, bitch ... sit your ass on my dick! Do it! Now!" he snaps.

With a shuddering moan, Sonu forces her anus down onto his penis. His
cock-head pops through into her rear-channel and she gasps, her head
whipping back, her mouth jerking open, a cracked sob of pure pleasure
erupting.

"OHHHHH OHMA uhhh AHHHHHHH uhh AHHHHH!" she cries.

"More!" he growls. "Take it all!"

He pulls her back against him and, putting his arms around her, cups
her breasts, lifting and squeezing them hard. She leans back against
his hard chest and turns her face to his. He jams his mouth to her and
kisses her deeply.

"Spread your legs ... wider!" he snaps.

Sonu's legs jerk open. Between them, Mohan and, on the other side of
the wall, Maya, have an unimpeded view of Rajan's cock buried in
Sonu's anus. Her hips writhe and squirm on his lap. He fondles her
breasts, her cunt-lips, her slit, flicks her clitoris. She moans,
biting her lower lip. He begins to pump his hips under her. She groans
and clenches the arms of the chair, forcing herself to move in unison.
Her buttocks grind slowly and heavily up and down the length of his
cock. She gasps and moans, her back arched, her head flung back, her
breasts thrust outward. Her hips writhe and gyrate on his lap. Her
anus rocks up and down on his cock. Sonu's head swims with pleasure.
She loves being fucked in the ass -- there is nothing as wonderful as
the bitter-sweet pleasure of being sodomized by a good, thick, hard,
long cock.

"Ohhhh uhhh OHH uhhh ohhh ma uhh yes! Ohhh baby yes!" she cries in
unbridled pleasure.

"Now for a little fun," he says.

He motions to Mohan and points to the dildo-vibrator with which she
masturbated a while ago. The servant grins and picks it up and comes
across to them. Rajan takes it from his hand.

"Fuck her mouth," he instructs the servant.

The servant grins and pushes his erect cock at Sonu's face. She moans
and takes it between her lips and begins sucking it hungrily. Rajan
grins and slips the vibrator between her legs. Sonu gasps, tensing.
Mohan pushes her back and pins her against Rajan's body. Rajan keeps
her legs splayed. Sonu is trapped between the two men. Slowly, Rajan
forces the huge vibrator into her cunt. Sonu goes wild. Her body whips
and writhes, thrashing frantically. But there is nothing she can do.
Her mumbled moans and cries are loud and feverish. Her anus is filled
with Rajan's penis, her mouth with Mohan's and now, between her
thighs, there is the huge vibrator that Rajan is rocking steeply in
and out of her flesh, mashing and crushing her stiff clitoris with the
vibrator's spikes and knobs and ribs. Mohan and Rajan squeeze and
fondle her swollen breasts, fucking her together without respite. She
sucks feverishly on the servant's cock while Rajan fucks her ass and
masturbates her cunt. She flings her arms back around Rajan's neck. He
nuzzles the hollow in her throat, moving the dildo with one hand,
fondling her breasts with the other.

"Okay, stud. Fuck her cunt now," he says to the servant and slides the
dildo out of her cunt.

Her anus impaled on his cock, Sonu moans deliriously, writhing and
squirming erotically. She spreads her legs wide and pulls her
cunt-lips open for the randy servant.

"Fuck me, Mohan," she groans, her voice guttural and hoarse. "C'mon
... I want your cock in my cunt!"

The men laugh softly.

"Right randy bint," the servant grunts with a grin. "Really hot, eh?"

He moves between her legs and bends over the chair, pushing his cock
between her thighs. He pauses with his cock-head at her cunt-lips and
then, taking a deep breath, plunges his cock into her in a deep,
rushing thrust. The breath whooshes from her throat and her body
arches stiffly, her mouth tearing open, her face contorting and
twisting in a savage grimace of lust. The men grunt and chuckle and
begin fucking her together, bouncing her thrashing body between
theirs, the two huge penises sawing rhythmically in and out of her
adjacent orifices. Sonu goes wild, thrashing and panting and writhing
and calling out obscenely, loving every minute of it. Sweat breaks out
on her body. Rajan pumps his hips under her buttocks, thrusting his
cock up into her anus as Mohan drives his cock into her cunt. On and
on they go, their cries ringing in the warm air.

On the other side of the partition, Maya whimpers and moves away from
the wall. Her body is hot and her cunt is on fire. She shuffles
backward and bends forward. Devilal kneels behind her and squeezes her
pendulous, swollen breasts. She moans, jerking her cunt back and forth
on his penis.

"Fuck me!" she gasps. "C'mon Devilal ... fuck me ... fuck me like a
whore, baby ... fuck me!"

The cook responds like a thoroughbred, and begins fucking her with
long, deep, punishing, skewering thrusts. Maya whimpers and gasps,
biting her lower lip, rocking and jerking on all fours, her breasts
wobbling and bouncing, her gold necklace dancing.

"OHHHH uhhh Ohhh uhhh Ohhh yes Devilal yes ohh yes Uhhh yes!" she
cries. "C'mon ... do it ... ohhhh uhhhh yes ... more! UHHHH yes ...
ohhh fuck yes ... that's it ... shove it in harder, lover ... ahhhh
uhhh ahhh uhhh ahhh uhh ohh fuck yes ... come on, baby ... fuck me ...
ohhh uhhh yes!"

The cook begins fucking her faster and harder, slapping his thighs at
her buttocks, holding her hips and jerking her body back and forth,
dragging her cunt up and down the length of his cock. The teenager
whimpers and groans feverishly, begging for more.

"My ass!" she gasps. "Fuck my ass, Devilal ... please ... take my
butt! Do it!"

The cook chortles and, slowing, slides his cock out of her cunt and
presses his cock-head to her anus. He enjoys buggering women and this
one especially. She loves being fucked in the ass. Actually, he
thinks, she loves being fucked, period. That's what makes her so
special. And him so lucky.

---- END OF CHAPTER 2 --------

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Jorsay Gandmar <maryjg@finebody.com>

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