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EVERY GOOD BODY DESERVES FAVOUR : 3 : HOW HARD A LIFE HER SERVANT
LIVES

by Mary Jorsay Gandmar <maryjg@finebody.com>

For a glossary of Indian words, see
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Kanan lost her virginity to the house-servant when he fucked her one
hot afternoon. Everyone else was away and she was supposed to be
studying for her exams. Actually, she was fantasizing, masturbating
with a hand down her baggy shorts, another under her shirt, while the
pages blurred before her eyes.

It was humid, and the air-conditioner would not work. The ceiling fan
barely stirred the torpid air. She unbuttoned her cotton shirt and
pulled it open. She was not wearing a bra, and she fanned herself with
her notebook, shivering as her nipples popped erect. A thin ribbon of
sweat trickled sexily through her deep cleavage. She squeezed her
breasts gently, rolling the heavy mounds under her palms and tweaked
her nipples. Her breasts grew warm and heavy.

Sighing, she leaned back in her chair and pulled off her shorts.
Spreading her legs wide, she slid her finger to her crotch and began
to masturbate slowly. It felt so good. She rubbed her finger up and
down her slit and, sensuously rubbed her moist finger over her
puckered aureoles. She closed her eyes.

If only she could have a man. A real man, with a real penis, long and
thick and dark, one she could suck and play with till it was hard.
Then he would squeeze it into her cunt and she would feel its heat and
hardness in her flesh.

Not long ago, her best friend, Aarti had showed her several
pornographic magazines from her father's collection. Together, they
had pored over the glossy, detailed photographs in complete, awed
silence. Later, each had confessed to feeling aroused and wanting the
real thing. Their desire was too intense to be contained and they had
kissed and fondled each other's breasts in adolescent excitement.
Their lust mounted and soon they were naked together in bed, kissing
and licking each other erotically, fondling one another's breasts and
cunts. Then Aarti pushed her face between Kanan's thighs and licked
her slit till she came. Kanan returned the favour.

After that, they devoured the magazines, studying the pictures and
reading the pornography. Giggling, they would strip and tongue-fuck
one another. They shared their fantasies with each other and practiced
using obscenities that both found exciting.

"I want to lick your slit," Aarti would say.

"Yes -- come on -- fuck me with your tongue -- I want your tongue in
my cunt!" Kanan would gasp.

"Let me tongue-fuck you."

"Quickly! Fuck me quickly -- finger-fuck me, too!"

If only Aarti were here. They could spend the afternoon playing with
each other and inventing wilder and wilder sex-games. Aarti was game
for anything. Kanan remembered the time she had produced a vibrator.
They went mad with joy, using it on themselves, on each, unable to get
enough of it. Apparently, her father and step-mother had a
treasure-trove of sexual toys. The next day, she produced a
double-headed dildo. Kanan and she had a long and exciting lesbian
fuck, on their hands and knees backing each other with their cunts
bridged by the dildo. At first, they were clumsy and unsure, but soon
discovered a rhythm, both rocking back simultaneously on the long tube
in their cunts, their buttocks slapping at each other's.

Kanan gasped at the memory and frantically vibrated her fingertip
against her clitoris. Her orgasm neared and she stopped. She had long
discovered the intense satisfaction of prolonging orgasms. Slowly, she
began masturbating again, arching two fingers into her cunt, rubbing a
third against her clitoris.

What fun they had with the dildo. Kanan remembered the afternoon when
Aarti had fucked her with it like a man, with Aarti on top and Kanan
gasping beneath. With one end of it in her own cunt, Arti, slim and
willowy and dusky, with lovely sloping breasts and a fine-featured
face, had moved between Kanan's thighs and slowly squeezed the other
end into her cunt.

"I'm going to ram-fuck you!" she gasped.

"Yes! Yes -- fuck me hard! Fuck my cunt as hard as you can!" Kanan
gasped.

They kissed and squeezed each other's swollen, turgid breasts and
Kanan gasped and arched as Aarti forced the huge dildo deep into her
cunt. Kanan's legs rose and wound tightly about Aarti's lovely
buttocks. Bent over her, Aarti fucked Kanan -- and so, herself --
moving her hips rapidly up and down, up and down till they came. Kanan
gasped and moaned, writhing and thrashing under her friend, squeezing
her wobbling breasts, sucking them in a frenzy. Then it was her turn,
and her orgasm doubled in intensity as she rocked her hips back and
forth, forcing the double-headed dildo into their cunts with each
lunge.

With a soft moan, Kanan let herself go. Her finger wiggled furiously
in her cunt, strumming her gorged clitoris and she gasped as the
orgasm hit. Her cunt-juices seeped over her wrist and fingers. Gasping
and panting, she wiped her hand on her breasts, and licked her fingers
clean.

Somehow, it wasn't good enough. Sighing, she turned back to her books.
It was impossible. Soon, her mind was wandering again. Sighing, she
got up and, knotting her shirt- tails under her belly, leaving her
midriff bare, wandered out of the room.

How she hated her house. It was dark and gloomy and boring. There
wasn't a book in sight, and the only music was a raucous cacophony
from the Hindi films on television. There wasn't even a pretty
picture, or attractive furniture. Her parents made no effort at all.
The hall was a big, dusty room with a long, completely ungainly sofa
along one wall, covered in plastic. The carpet on the floor was
perennially shrouded in a white sheet that bore the traces of too many
spilled drinks and crushed potato chips. The dining table was a dirty
brown formica-topped affair. Really, her parents had an astonishing
lack of style.

Grimacing, she wandered into the kitchen. Even that was badly
designed, hot and inconvenient and uncomfortable. The imported
three-door refrigerator looked incongruous in such dismal
surroundings. She got herself a drink of water and, pressed the lever
for ice. She popped several cubes in her glass and taking three or
four in her hand, ran them around her temples, over her face and
through her cleavage. It felt very sexy. Her nipples hardened again.
Smiling with pleasure, she slid her hand under the open lapels of her
shirt and moved the ice cubes over her nipples. They quivered and she
felt her cunt suddenly ooze with excitement.

She turned, with her hand still inside her shirt, over her breast, and
froze in shock. At the door, watching her quietly stood their new
servant, Ramu. Her jaw dropped and she gaped at him and flushed, too
shocked even to move her hand out of her shirt. He stood watching her
silently, expressionless.

He was a handsome young man in his early twenties, recently come to
work for them. He was tall and dark, with a strong, rough-hewn,
handsome face. His hair was thick and dark. He was clean-shaven. His
body was muscular with broad shoulders, a cleaved chest, a flat belly
and long arms and legs thick with muscle. She had often fantasized
about him fucking her.

Ramu stood still, as if carved of stone. The ice melted in her hand
and stained her shirt. She slid her hand out. They stood still,
staring at each other and their eyes locked and, as his eyes burned
into her, she felt a sudden frisson of excitement. He was so sexy and,
in this heat, he had taken off his shirt and was clad only in his
tight shorts. Involuntarily, her eyes slid to his crotch and lingered
on the tempting bulge between his legs.

He stepped forward silently and she pressed herself back against the
fridge door. Slowly, he came up to her, his eyes never leaving hers.
She cowered against the fridge, looking up at him. His body was very
close to hers, almost touching her. She could smell the tangy, sexy,
sweaty odour of his body. She noticed that his armpits were shorn. His
chest was sexily clear of any trace of hair. His nipples were very
dark and sharp in small aureoles. She wanted to lean forward and suck
one of them. He inched closer and his broad, strong feet touched hers.
Her hands dropped to her sides.

Slowly, he hooked his fingers in the knot of her shirt and pulled it
wide. His hands cupped her face and tilted it up to his. His lips
fluttered over hers. She closed her eyes. His lips fastened on hers
and she felt them part and his tongue pressed to her lips. She could
not resist. Her lips opened and his tongue slid into her mouth.
Simultaneously, his hands slid down her neck and over her breasts.
Kanan trembled and her nipples shot out and her breasts grew hot and
hard. Instinctively, her arms curled around his shoulders. Kissing her
gently, deeply, he squeezed her breasts, fondling them adroitly. His
groin pressed to her belly and she could feel the hard length of his
penis.

"I --" she began as the kiss broke, but he silenced her by kissing her
again.

She grew feverish and trembled with excitement as his evidently expert
hands fondled and aroused her gently. His hands slid down her belly
and over her buttocks, down to the backs of her thighs, then moved
around to the front. His fingers slid into the baggy legs of her
shorts and she stiffened as she felt them crawl up towards her crotch.
He moved them higher and continued kissing and nuzzling her neck,
tonguing her ear, nibbling her earlobe. Pulling her shorts in a tight
V at her crotch, he pressed his fingertips to her slit. It was already
wet and her legs shook and parted of their own accord as he pulled her
cunt-lips open and gently drew his fingers along her crack. It was
already moist and his fingers danced over the soft bush of her pubic
hair, gently teasing her cunt-lips open and touching the wet, warm
flesh within.

Then he pushed his hands down the waistband of her shorts and squeezed
her buttocks. Prising them open, he pressed his fingertip to her anus.
Kanan moaned softly and, her hands on his belly, bent her head to his
dark, solid chest, kissed his nipple and began to suck it gently. She
flipped her tongue erotically at the dark, hard stub and he grunted.
Her face was soft and her mouth was warm and tempting. Tiny, fiery
flames of pleasure leaped through his muscular frame. She sucked
harder on his nipple.

It surprised and pleased him. He smiled, and his teeth were strong and
white and even. He pulled her shorts down and she was naked in his
arms. His fingers caressed her cunt and anus and breasts again. Her
excitement growing, she caressed his hard belly and chest, sucking his
nipples by turn. Her fingers fluttered at the base of his belly. He
stopped caressing her, to unbutton his shorts and pull down his fly.
His shorts peeled open and involuntarily, her hand dropped between his
legs.

The first touch of his penis was electrifying. Her fingers flew away
and immediately returned and, this time, closed around the massive
thickness of his shaft. She pulled his shorts down and freed his
penis. He stepped back and she looked down. It was the loveliest thing
she had seen. Seven inches long, still limp, it was an inch and a half
thick. His balls were heavy and low. She cupped them gently and
squeezed his penis, drew her fingers tenderly up and down its length,
examining its contours. It was smoothly shorn down to the hilt and,
though she did not know it then, she was soon to learn the reason for
this. He smiled at her awe and she felt his hands pushing her gently
to her knees.

With a shuddering moan, she slipped to her knees before her servant.
He looked down at her and nodded.

"Come -- frig me -- like this --"

He guided her hand and showed her how to masturbate him, flipping his
foreskin back. His cock-head was thick and dark.

"You want it, don't you?"

She nodded, her eyes rivetted on the sight of her first penis. She
jerked it with increasing confidence as it stirred and began to
lengthen and thicken in her hand.

"You must take it in your mouth and suck it. Use your tongue
especially."

Moaning softly, Kanan caressed her face with his cock, her eyes half
closed. It felt wonderful, warm and heavy and thick, more erotic than
anything she had imagined. It smelled musky and sexy. If only Aarti
could see her now! Her head swam with excitement.

Hesitantly, she pushed her tongue out against the cock-head. Ramu's
breath hissed sharply, his belly rippled and his penis quivered in her
fingers. Emboldened by his reaction, she did it again and now her
tongue swirled over the swollen knob of his cock-head. Her servant
gasped, more loudly and pulled her head forward, jerking his hips at
her face.

"Come on -- take it in your mouth -- suck it -- suck my cock!" He
gasped.

It was the first time she had heard a man use such words and they
excited her. Slowly, she slipped her lips about the cock-head and
gently began to suck his penis.

"Ahhhhhh!" Ramu groaned, flinging his head back. "Yes -- OHhhh yes --
OHH god that feels so good -- suck it -- suck my cock, Kanan! Use your
tongue!"

The repeated aischrolgia added to her arousal. She forced herself to
take still more of his cock-shaft in her mouth. Her face distended
with his size. Her tongue grew frantic on the cock- head in her mouth.
It tasted wonderful, tangy and musky and erotic. She pressed her
tongue to the slit in his cock-head and he groaned. His cock sputtered
and she gagged as he spewed pre-cum jizz into her mouth. But the taste
of it on her tongue was infinitely arousing and she swallowed it
obediently, still sucking him. Now her head rocked back and forth in
front of him.

Ramu fucked her face slowly, pumping his hips back and forth, rocking
her head to suit his pleasure. His cock glistened and gleamed as it
went in and out of her mouth. She held his hips, cupped his balls and
then, to his amazement, tried to finger his anus. Groaning, he moved
his legs apart and she slid her fingertip to his asshole. Now guided
by instinct and her reading of pornography, she dipped her head and
sucked and licked his heavy, low balls. The servant gasped in wonder.

"Please," she murmured, looking up at him. "Please -- use those words
again."

A grin of delight creased his handsome features. This was better than
he expected.

"Yeh -- take it, bitch -- take my cock -- suck it! Oh yes -- suck it,
whore!" He gasped, and she thrilled at the words.

"I -- I want to lick -- your ass," she whispered. "Teri gaand chatni
hain."

Ramu looked at her incredulously and shook his head in wonder. Her
face burrowed between his thighs, turned upward like a suckling
calf's. He reached back and pulled his buttocks open. Her face and
lips were soft between his thighs, inordinately erotic. His penis
sawed the air. He gasped as her tongue slithered into the dank cleft
between his buttocks and swirled over the puckered flesh of his anus.
It tasted musky and sexy and she groaned and flipped her tongue over
the contracting muscle, rimming his ass.

Groaning, he pulled her head back and fucked her face again. Already,
she was more adroit and her hunger was unmistakable. Fondling her
breasts with one hand, the other in her crotch, Kanan sucked her
servant's penis greedily. It throbbed and pulsed in her mouth and he
fucked her face rapidly, moaning and jerking his hips back and forth,
rocking her head in both hands.

When he pulled her to her feet again, Kanan was thrilled to see the
excitement on his face. His eyes glittered and his nostrils were
flared, his lips agape. He kissed her hungrily, squeezing her breasts,
fondling her buttocks and thighs. She squirmed eagerly against him,
holding his penis fearlessly and rubbing it between her thighs.

"You want it, don't you? You really want it?" His eyes smiled.

She nodded and sucked his nipple.

"Turns you on, doesn't it, talking like this?"

"Yes," she murmured. "It's sexy."

"I want to fuck you," he whispered, tonguing her ear. "I want to fuck
your cunt. I want to fuck you like a whore. Say you want it, too."

"Yes," she gasped, his words burning in her ears. "I want your cock in
my cunt. Fuck me like a whore, Ramu. In my cunt."

"Come."

He lowered the small fold-down table, and hoisted her onto the edge.
They kissed and he pushed her down firmly on her back on the table.
Her hips were at the edge and her legs dangled over the side. He
pulled them apart and she tensed, thinking that he would ram his cock
into her any minute. Shaking his head with a chuckle, he leaned over
her and flicked her nipple with his tongue.

Kanan gasped. His tongue was heavy and rough and her nipple quivered
in excitement. He flicked it rapidly back and forth and then tugged it
with his teeth. Kanan groaned, her face turned to one side. Slowly, he
began to suck on her breast, using his tongue on the nipple and
scraping it across his teeth and palate. Kanan writhed with pleasure
as ribbons of lust leaped through her body.

She squeezed her other breast, but he moved her hand away and,
moistening his fingertip with gunk from his cock-head, smeared it on
her aureole and nipple. Kanan moaned softly. His tongue slithered into
the deep valley between her breasts and swirled in tantalisingly slow
circles up the other mound. He sucked on that breast and now his hand
was crawling down her belly to her crotch. Her thighs trembled and
split open for his finger. Gently, he drew a finger down her crack.
Squeezing her breasts together, he sucked them simultaneously. Kanan
arched under him, clenching his head.

"OHHHH -- Oh Ramu!" She gasped.

Excited at hearing her call his name, Ramu moved his head lower,
kissing and licking her firm belly. He swirled his tongue through her
navel and she writhed and he moved lower and nuzzled her crotch. Her
pubic hair was soft and springy and trimmed. Then she surprised him
again by splitting her legs wide, pulling her cunt-lips open and
calling to him.

"Ramu yes -- please -- lick my slit -- I want your tongue in my cunt
-- tongue-fuck me!"

He drove his tongue into her sodden crack and she gasped and arched,
her hands under her breasts, her head snapping back. Her mouth opened
in a wide 'O' of joy and she cried out in pleasure. His tongue was
wonderful, thick and heavy and rough.

Kanan's hips bucked and twitched. She squeezed her breasts in
excitement, her head flipping from side to side. His tongue was
totally unlike Aarti's: Where hers was slender and sharp, his was
thick and heavy and solid. It probed deep and flickered like lightning
at her clitoris. Kanan groaned. Slowly, Ramu slid his thick middle
finger into her cunt. It contracted on his finger and, grinning at her
cries of pleasure, he slid up again to suckle her breasts while his
hand pumped steadily between her thighs.

"Oh Ramu -- yes OHH yes Ohhh god yes!" She gasped. "Put -- put --
another -- finger inside -- I want another finger in my cunt -- OHHHH
yes -- that's it -- Ohh god yes!"

Ramu moved around the table and, still sucking her breasts and
masturbating her cunt, thrust his penis at her face. She swallowed it
greedily, sucking sharply, her head rocking rapidly back and forth as
her body twitched and writhed on the kitchen table. Already her tongue
was more deft and he groaned at the softness and moist warmth of her
mouth.

She was teetering on the verge of a cataclysmic orgasm when he
stopped. Moaning in frustration, she tried to claw his hand back to
her crotch, her body twitching. Chuckling, he moved between her legs,
pulling her thighs wide apart and jerking her hips to the edge of the
table.

"Now I'm gonna fuck you, whore!" He gasped. "I'm gonna fuck you like a
cheap, randy whore! You want that, doncha?"

The abuse sent a frisson of excitement through her and she moaned her
lusty assent. Grinning broadly, the servant pushed her legs up high
and pressed his cock-head to her cunt- lips. Kanan tensed, her eyes
closed, her hands clenching the sides of the table. She could feel the
fierce heat of his cock.

"You want it, bitch?" He rasped softly. "Say you want it! Beg for it!"

"Please," she moaned. "Give it to me -- I want it --"

"More!" He gasped, moving his cock-head sensuously up and down her
crack. "Tell me what you want! Say you want my cock in your cunt!"

"Yes, Ramu yes -- I want your cock -- in my cunt --"

"What else? What d'ya want me to do, whore?" His cock-head split her
cunt-lips open.

"Fuck me, Ramu -- please -- quickly -- fuck me!"

"How?"

"Fuck me hard, Ramu -- Oh god -- please -- please -- hurry!"

She was twitching impatiently under him, her eyes bright and
glittering. She pulled her cunt- lips open and fondled his penis and
tried to pull it inside her.

"I want your cock," she said of her own accord now. "I want your
lovely cock in my slit -- I want it all -- give it to me, Ramu! Take
me -- take me like a whore!"

It was too much for him to bear. Her wanton, obscene entreaties goaded
him. The smile vanished, replaced by a look of excited determination.
Taking a deep breath, he flexed his buttocks and eased his hips
forward. His cock-head slipped through her cunt-lips and into her taut
channel. She gasped, her back cambering, her head snapping back, her
mouth tearing open. Her cunt convulsed on his throbbing penis and he
groaned and held still. Her hips twitched and lurched and bucked. He
held her down.

"More? You want more? Say so, slut!"

"I want it all! Give it to me!" Her voice was ragged and sharp and
shrill.

He chuckled softly. The broad was really hot.

"Take it then!" He cried and, flexing his buttocks taut, swung his
hips forward with a sharp, savage thrust.

His penis rammed deep into her cunt and drove the breath from her body
in rushing gasp. Her hips jerked up, her back bowed taut, her head
snapped back, her face contorted, her mouth tearing open, her lips
snapping back over her perfect teeth, her neck craned with tendons
popping in her throat as the huge penis seared and sizzled in her
flesh, surging into her body in a hot, hard, endless thrust, piercing
her very soul.

"OHUNHHHHOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She cried. "OH MA UHHHH *hanh*
UHHH OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Firmly embedded in her cunt, Ramu held completely still. Kanan's cry
dwindled to a low, whimpering moan. Her body sank back onto the table
and she looked at him with awe and wonder and joy in her eyes. She
couldn't believe it. She was being fucked, actually fucked! Just like
the women in those pictures and stories, with a real, thick cock in
her cunt! And that, too, by the servant! It was too sexy for words.
Aarti would go mad with envy.

Ramu waited patiently, for he knew that it was her first time. He
noticed with pleasure that she was deliberately controlling herself.
Her breathing steadied, though it was still sharp and shallow and the
frantic convulsions of her cunt had yielded to a steady, erotic
pulsing. Her cunt was incredibly tight and hot and wet.

"Like it?" He grinned. "Like having a cock in your cunt?"

"Yes," she smiled. "It's wonderful. It's so nice and thick and hard
and hot --"

As she spoke, he began to move, smiling at her. She was a lovely, sexy
creature and he intended to fuck her slowly and repeatedly. He moved
his hips gently in slow circular motions and she gasped as his cock
probed her cunt from all angles. It felt wonderful. Instinctively, she
began to move in unison with him, her hips and buttocks writhing and
grinding sensually under his.

"Mmm -- yes -- Ohh that's so good -- yes -- c'mon Ramu -- fuck me --
fuck my cunt -- yes -- Ohhh yes Ramu, yes -- ohh god yes --"

She closed her eyes and smiled lasciviously, fondling her breasts.
Holding her thighs apart, he swung his hips round and round, changing
from circular motions to an elliptical action so that his cock went
gently in and out of her cunt. Gradually, he began to fuck her with a
back- and-forth stroke and she quickly matched his tempo.

Her hips moved with his, and his cock slid smoothly in and out of her
cunt, glistening and gleaming. His balls squeezed up against her
cunt-lips each time he went into her. She writhed joyously under him,
her head flipping slowly from side to side. She fondled her breasts,
squeezing and rolling them in her hands gently, sensuously,
erotically. Ramu thought she was the sexiest thing he'd had in a long
time.

"Ohh Ramu yes -- god yes -- that feels so good -- Ohhhh yes -- yes --
fuck me, baby -- fuck my cunt -- Oh god yes -- Unhhh -- Oh ma unhhh
--. Ohhh yes -- fuck me Ramu -- fuck my slit -- give me your cock --
put it in, baby -- yes -- that's it -- ahhhh yes -- fuck me Ramu --
don't stop -- don't ever stop -- fucking my cunt -- OHhhhh yes -- take
me! Take me! Yes! Ohhhhhh yes! Come on, Ramu, give it to me! Give it
all to me! Ohhhh yes! Ohhh god yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me Ramu, fuck
me!"

Marvelling at her natural aptitude for sex, he fucked her
rhythmically. His buttocks flexed and unflexed, his hips swinging
smoothly back and forth, driving his glistening, swollen cock in and
out of her cunt. She reached down and encircled his pistoning penis
with her fingers, feeling it rasp between them into her cunt. The
sensations in her loins were overpowering. He released her thighs and
she kept them wide, her heels on the edge of the table. He slid his
hands up her belly and squeezed her breasts. She cupped her hands in
his and smiled lovingly at him, her tongue flickering over her upper
lip.

"Fuck me hard," she gasped softly. "Fuck me -- like a whore --"

He put one hand flat on her belly and began to move his hips faster,
flinging his head back and groaning. Kanan whimpered in delight under
him, her hips lurching and writhing.

"Faster!" She gasped. "Take me harder! Harder!"

Leaning forward with his hands clenching the sides of the table, the
servant began to fuck her even faster. His hips rocked swiftly back
and forth and his cock plunged deep into her cunt with every thrust,
making her jerk under him. Her breasts bounced and jiggled with his
thrusts.

She clenched his arms, her head whipping from side to side. Bending
his head, he sucked sharply on her breasts. Her back arched in
pleasure and her feet rose and hooked under his arms, across his back,
taking him even deeper into her cunt. He flung his handsome head back
and gasped, his eyes closed. His powerful shoulders and biceps knotted
with tension. She moaned lewdly under him, caressing his belly and
chest and nipples, clenching his arms, whining with passion.

"Take it! Take it, bitch! Take my cock! Ohhh unhhh yeh -- that's it --
take it -- take it, whore -- take my cock! Ohhh fuck yes! Ohhhh yes!"
He called. "Oh fuck yes oh fuck oh fuck *hanh* uhh yes uhh ohh yes --
chul -- chul rundi chul -- le -- le mere lavde ko -- *hanh* uhhh Ohhh
uhh *hanh* uhh aise! *hanh* aise -- aur le saali rahnd chul!"

Now he was moving furiously, his buttocks rocketing back and forth,
his cock plunging and ramming and reaming into her cunt. He swung his
hips and she gasped as his penis entered her cunt from all angles. She
cried out, jerking and rocking ecstatically under him. Ram-fucking her
furiously, he cried out in delight and she thrilled as his words rang
in her ears. He was enjoying her! She was good to fuck! Oh, if Aarti
could see them!

Kanan had her first orgasm with a man's cock. Her cunt convulsed
frantically on his penis and she bowed and cried out, arching in
delight under him. He continued fucking her, thrusting into her
repeatedly and rapidly, his cock rasping and grating and grinding into
her cunt. He gasped at the sudden cramping of her cunt on his cock and
struggled for control. This broad was unbelievably good.

Her orgasm waned and he slowed. She whimpered, dazed and confused,
expecting him to come inside her. He smiled at the unspoken question
in her eyes and slowly slid his cock out of her.

"Ain't done, yet, cunt," he chuckled. "I'm gonna fuck you again.
C'mon, on your front!"

He flipped her over on the table on her knees and pushed her down onto
her forearms. Her buttocks were thrust back at him. Grinning with
pleasure, he pulled them open and thrust his face between her thighs.
Kanan gasped as his tongue swirled over her anus. He slid a finger
into her cunt and quickly masturbated her. Kanan's buttocks trembled
and swayed. Her pendulant, swollen breasts quivered. Ramu jerked his
finger rapidly in and out of her cunt and strummed her clitoris. Kanan
moaned. His tongue slithered to her cunt and arched up into the soft,
sodden flesh.

"Yes!" She cried. "Ohhh yes! Oh ma yes ohhhh uhhhhh yes oh god yes!
Yes! Lick me, Ramu! Lick my cunt! Chaat mujhe, Ramu -- chaat mere
chuth ko!"

The feeling was divine. His tongue swirled around her taut anus and,
with a sudden flash, she knew she wanted his cock in her asshole, that
she would not mind the inevitable pain, that she would love it
instead. Then his tongue slithered downward to her cunt to join her
finger and Kanan felt dizzy with joy and wanted to feel his cock in
her slit again, wanted more than anything else to have that hard, hot,
long, thick rod piercing and probing, delving and exploring the
innermost recesses of her cunt. Licking her cunt, he pressed his
finger to the puckered flesh. It yielded at his insistence and she
groaned softly as he slid his finger into her asshole. Kanan
whimpered, swaying deliriously in pleasure as he finger-fucked her
asshole, twisting his finger round and round in her anus.

"One day," he growled. "One day I'm gonna ram-fuck your ass, bitch,
really nice and hard. Gonna shove this whole cock into your asshole.
You're gonna love it!"

The very thought aroused her. Aarti and she had only read and seen
such things, they had never attempted it yet. And here, her servant
was promising her the experience. Kanan wouldn't have minded if he did
it immediately.

But Ramu wasn't prepared to go quite that far this first time. He
straightened and pulled her hips and buttocks back and moved his penis
to her cunt again. She clenched the sides of the table and waited
breathlessly. Her head swam with excitement. He was fucking her from
behind, like a bitch, just like all those women she had seen in
pictures!

Without warning, flexing his buttocks, Ramu swung his hips forward.
His throbbing penis surged into her belly, searing into her convulsing
flesh, driving relentlessly inward till she thought he would rip her
in two.

"OH! OH! OH! OH MA RA -- AHHHHHH MU OH! OH! OH!" She cried.

"Take it! Take my cock!" He gasped, flinging his head back and
gasping, clenching her slender waist. "Chul rundi chul! Le mere lavde
ko -- c'mon whore! Take my cock!"

He began to fuck her rapidly, jerking his hips back and forth. Holding
her waist, he rocked her body and moved her cunt up and down on his
cock. Kanan cried out, her face arching, contorting with lust. She
heard him chuckle as he hit a steady rhythm, stroking smoothly in and
out of her cunt.

"Hey, slut! Feels good, hah? Feels good having my dick in your slit,
doesn't it? C'mon bitch! Answer me!"

"Oh god yes," she moaned, as the fires in her loins spread and grew.
"Oh god yes, Ramu, yes -- it's wonderful -- fuck me, Ramu -- please --
fuck me -- ohhh uhhhhh yes -- ohh god yes -- ohhhh yes!"

"Mm, you're good, whore! Damn good -- great piece of ass! Ain't had
one so tight in a long time. I think I'm gonna keep you, whore. Keep
you mine."

"Yes, Ramu, yes!" She gasped, her head spinning with excitement. "Fuck
me -- fuck me hard Ramu Ohhhh yes! Fuck me like a whore! Chodh mujhe
Ramu -- jorse chodh -- rundi jaise chodh!"

The servant chortled in delight. He slid his hands up under her body
and squeezed her hot, heavy swollen breasts as he plunged his cock in
and out of her cunt with squelching wet thrusts. Kanan trembled and
writhed, squirming her buttocks erotically against his hard thighs,
feeling his balls press to her cunt-lips as she rocked and swayed on
the kitchen table. Her breasts filled his hands and he pinched her
hard nipples, making her shudder and whimper in joy. Her head was
lifted, her face a vision of lust with her eyes closed, her mouth
open, her nostrils flared. She turned her face over her shoulder, her
tongue pressed sexily to her upper lip and mouthed guttural
obscenities of encouragement to her servant-lover, the first of a long
succession of men of all kinds who would possess her body and bend her
to their lust.

"Oh uhhhh Ohhhh uhhhh Ohma uhh *hanh* uhh ohma uhh ohma uhh *hanh*
uhhh ohma uhhh OHHHHH uhh ohma Ramu *hanh* uhh Ohhhh uhh *hanh* uhh Oh
Ra -- uhhhh -- Ra -- uhhh Oh Ramu! Ohh ma Ramu *hanh*! Chodh mujhe!"

The servant grunted thickly, biting his lower lip, fighting to stave
off his imminent orgasm. The girl was incredible. Her cunt was
wonderfully hot and wet and tight and it convulsed and contracted and
spasmed frenetically on his penis, squeezing it so that he was in
constant danger of losing control.

"Chul rundi chul," he grunted. "Le -- le mere lavde ko! C'mon whore --
take it -- take my dick -- take it, you fucking whore -- yeh -- oh
fuck yes -- c'mon yes -- take it, bitch -- take it all! Ohh yeh that's
it! Mm -- ohhh fuck yes!"

The huge cock thundering and spiralling and ramming in and out of her
cunt was ecstasy itself. She felt it throb and pulse, its angry veins
pounding inside her cunt, rasping and grating over her inflamed
clitoris. Her buttocks swayed and writhed and now she began to move
with him, rocking on her arms and knees, pushing her cunt greedily
backwards and forwards on his mighty shaft. His balls slapped at her
buttocks. Her pendulant breasts wobbled and jiggled with his thrusts.
She began to sweat with the tension. On and on he went, stroking and
pounding and ramming and reaming and plunging and pistoning and
plowing in and out of her cunt without respite.

Kanan soared up the curve and, with a loud cry, exploded, gasping and
crying out, her cunt contracting frenetically on the pistoning penis,
the breath shooting from her throat, her body tensing and writhing,
her buttocks pressed back against his thighs and clenched taut. Ramu
gasped, holding her hips, his belly sucked inward, jerking his hips
back and forth, pushing his cock in and out of her delightful cunt.
Suddenly, leaning forward, he squeezed her breasts and hammered his
hips violently at her buttocks in a series of rapid, trip-hammer
thrusts, his thighs slapping at her buttocks and bouncing off madly.
Kanan cried out as the huge penis thundered and rammed and reamed into
her cunt. The servant crushed her breasts and kept on ram-fucking her
slit, bent steeply over her, his buttocks flexing and unflexing
frantically, his hips snapping madly, his entire body quivering and
jerking. His hips swung furiously back and forth in a frenzied rhythm
and she crashed incredulously into another orgasm.

Abruptly, he rammed deep into her, making her cry out in a shrill
voice and held still. She heard him moan, his cock buried deep in her
cunt, quivering and throbbing. His hips twitched at her buttocks as he
rocked at her with small, hard jerks.

And then she gasped, her eyes flying wide in wonder and joy and awe as
he came, exploding in her cunt. The spoot spurted from his cock into
her sodden cunt-flesh in sharp, stinging jets. Kanan whimpered
joyously, and instinctively tightened her cunt on his penis. He
groaned and his penis squirted more gunk into her slit. Slowly, he
pulled out of her. His jizz seeped over her thighs.

Gasping and panting, Kanan sank down onto the table and turned on her
back. She closed her eyes and caressed herself dreamily, her chest
heaving. Dipping a finger in her cunt, she scooped his jizz on her
fingertip and lasciviously licked it. It tasted wonderful. Ramu
chuckled softly and bent his head to kiss her, sliding his tongue into
her mouth. She squirmed against him and he squeezed her breasts.

"Good fuck," he murmured.

She smiled and tongued his ear, her hand venturing between his thighs.

"Thank you, Ramu," she murmured. "It was wonderful for me, too. Better
than I had expected."

"I'll fuck you again."

"Yes, soon. You must promise to fuck me often."

He grinned and kissed her breast. "Whore, I'm not letting you go!"

She giggled. "Good. Can I suck your cock then? I want your cum in my
mouth."

He laughed and got to his feet. "Baby, you're magic," he breathed as
she took his penis in her mouth again and began sucking him ardently
and hungrily. "Pure magic."

-- END OF CHAPTER 3 --

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