Fantasy Anthology of a Slut Shanti by shanti2010-Completed

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Story :- Anthology of a Slut Shanti 

Written by shanti2010


Theme :-  Group Sex , Anal , BDMS , Erotic .

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 01

Shanti was one of the few women in his life whom Kamesh did not deliberately set out to seduce.Their affair was surprisingly spontaneous and, later, it seemed remarkable that it had not happened sooner.She was a born slut who fucked men at her convenience and need, a contemporary.

It was in the midst of a particularly brutal divorce wrangle, piquantly on a charge of adultery, that they became lovers.He was at her house late that night, working over the papers for the next day's trial. She lived alone in a sprawling old top-floor flat in a quiet, tree-shaded lane in a suburban neighbourhood once affluent and prestigious, now slowly going to seed.

She had one husband who was more a man-servant, impotent Sridhar.

It was a two-bedroom apartment with a large terrace and and the doors of the bedroom were wide open.

A fan whirred overhead. Kamesh sat in a comfortable wicker armchair, papers on his lap, files scattered over the floor, his half-moon glasses on his nose, utterly absorbed. Shanti sat cross-legged on the bed, checking cases from a huge pile of books at the foot of the bed.

She glanced up at him, and her heart skipped a beat. He was so handsome, with that hard, yet gentle face, those sharp, piercing, yet infinitely tender, dark brown eyes, the square jaw, the hard nose, the lean looks, the immensely powerful body. She took in the breadth of his shoulders, the astoundingly savage V of his torso, the strength in his arms and legs. Her body tingled as she stripped him mentally. His shirt was open low now and she noticed that his chest was broad and hard and deeply cleaved and quite hairless.

His hips were high, the waist narrow, and she noticed, looking down the V of his shirt, that his belly was hairless too, and hard as a washboard. There was not a roll of fat in it as he bent over the papers on his lap. She could even see his small, dark, prominent nipples, stretched wide apart on either side of his massive chest. Feeling intensely horny, she returned to her books.

A few weeks earlier, she had jettisoned her last lover, a sturdy eighteen-year old with unusually impressive sexual skills, when he proposed marriage. She wanted no such ties in her life, not yet anyway. In her typically gentle fashion, she fucked the youth relentlessly till he was drained and then quietly ended the relationship.

He left with a smile, no regrets and a standing over to return to her bed whenever he liked.

Since then, she had fucked her father in law Arjun and his brother Ramesh, to sate her powerful sexual appetite.

They were good, but she craved variety; someone younger, stronger, better.

Desperate, she had taken two of the sons of Ramesh, Barman and Chandru, as lovers. They fucked her superbly, but their visits were far too irregular to be satisfactory. Kamesh finished with the papers. He stacked them neatly and, tying them into their folder, tossed it aside with a sigh. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes wearily.

"Okay, that's it. Enough." he muttered.

She shut her book in relief. She hadn't his capacity or endurance. She smiled at him.

"Thank god," she said.

"What for?"

"I thought you'd never finish."

"I haven't," he chuckled. "Just wait till tomorrow!"

He rose to go and she had to quell her disappointment. She got up off the bed.

"Okay, *ciao* love, see you tomorrow," he murmured.

"Kamesh. Wait."

She put her hand on his arm and he turned. Her face was turned up to his, and their eyes locked. He felt a sudden jolt hit him as he looked at her. She was quite lovely. Her hair was dark and silky with a superb sweep and a wave, parted slightly to one side, framing her firm-chinned, oval face. Her nose was a tad beaky, but on her it was perfect. Her lips were full, yet delicate, and she had a bright, alluring smile. Her eyes were dark, lined delicately with *kajal*. She had a good line to her jaw. Her skin was tawny, like wheat, and she had a few delectable beauty spots on one side, and an inter interesting little scar near her left eye.

Her fingers and toes were shapely.

Her body was short and slight, yet slender and well-filled. Her breasts were high and firm, the belly tender and flat, though not hard, the hips nicely widened, the legs and arms smooth. She was wearing a simple *churidar* and *kurta* outfit of some semi-synthetic material that clung to her curves like film.

Their eyes locked. They were standing very close. Her lips parted slightly. He could see the white of her perfect teeth. She felt her body flush with excitement.

His head bent to hers. Her lips parted, and he felt her breath warm and sweet on his face. Their lips met, brushed, fleeting, then met again, in a long, delicate kiss. He drew her lip between his and sucked and gently she slid her tongue out between his lips, probing his mouth. Her arms wound about his thick shoulders, fingers entwining in his hair. Her body smelled musky with the sweat of the day, his was tacky and manly.

His hands slid up from her waist to her breasts. He felt them swell and grow hot and turgid in his hands. He squeezed gently, rolling the fleshy mounds in his hands, and her nipples, stubby and hard, popped out hard through the thin cloth. He realised that she didn't have a bra on. He flipped open the buttons of her *kurta*. They went down low, almost to her waist and he pulled it wide. Her breasts were perfect: large and firm, with a nice thrust and slope and a good cleavage. He slid his hands under her blouse and she arched her head, eyes fluttering shut, gasping softly as his expert hands caressed her nipples.

"Shanti ..."

"What," she murmured.

"Tell me ..."

"What?"

"Is this ..."

She understood the unasked question, and debated whether to answer, not knowing what his reaction might be. Finally, she shook her head, looking him straight in the eye.

"No," she said softly, "it's not my first time ..."

He arched an eyebrow in genuine surprise, and she smiled.

"Good," he murmured, smiling. "That's a relief."

Kamesh's lips met hers. She flicked open the buttons of his shirt, caressing his wonderful, hard, smooth, deeply muscled chest and belly, wondering what his prick would be like. He tugged at the draw cord of her *churidar* and it puddled about her feet with a sigh. She had nothing on beneath. He cupped her cunt, her fuzz neatly trimmed and found her already damp with excitement. His hands returned to her breasts, already swollen, the nipples hard in his fingers.

He kissed her face and tongued her ear gently. She murmured in pleasure. He lifted her *kurta* and drew it off her head. She kissed him again, her tongue hungry in his mouth. He caressed her soft mound, wetting his fingers in her juices and caressing her breasts. She shivered in pleasure. They moved to the bed and his lips trickled down her throat to her chest.

Shanti whimpered as he lapped at her rigid nipple. Her fingers twined in his hair. Her nipple was erect and it quivered in his lips. He fondled her other breasts, gently teasing the first, making her groan softly.

He squeezed her breasts together. His tongue flickered across one nipple, then the other, then the first again. Slowly, he drew the luscious mound into his mouth and sucked on it, teething the nipple, rasping it against his teeth and palate, flicking one with his tongue, the other with his fingers. He moved to the other and she groaned loudly, her body hot, her pulse racing, her face arched back, a vision of lust.

He slid lower and instantly, her legs spread open for him. He dragged his tongue down her belly, through her navel, nuzzling her pubis, her thighs, sliding down her legs to her feet, sucking onher toes, licking her soles, sliding up again. Shanti gasped and thrust her moist cunt up, the cunt-lips unfurled, her clitoris gorged and stiff. He pushed his face between her thighs.

Shanti hissed as his hot breath seared into her cunt, and then whimpered and gasped as his tongue followed, flickering like fire in her cunt, flicking her clitoris this way and that, his lips pressing in to suck her clitoris. He nibbled it gently and her hips jerked up savagely, her hands on his head, pinning him to her musky loins, her cunt juices streaming now . Her head jerked from side to side, and she panted and gasped with lust.

"Ohhhhh Kamesh yes ... OHHhh uhhhh OHHH yes yes yes ohhh god yes ohhhhh uhhh OHHH!" she moaned.

He stopped suddenly, just short of her orgasm. He turned her over onto her front and bent over her, kissing the nape of her neck, nuzzling her sweet smelling, silky hair, teasing the gold chain around her neck, trickling his tongue down her spine and the curve of her hips and buttocks, teething them, prising them apart to rim her dank, puckered anus with his tongue. Shanti gasped and he thrust his hands under her chest, crushing her swollen breasts in his hands. Her hard nipples quivered in his fingers.

Kamesh paused to admire the delectable curve of her naked body as she lay on her front before him, her slender legs spread wide, her face on its side on the pillow, eyes closed, hands hugging the pillow. Her silken hair was awry now. He bent his face and she shivered in delight as his tongue slid over her naked heels and soles and toes again, his lips parting to gently suck on them.

Slowly, he rose up higher, his tongue slithering up one naked leg, his fingers tracing the line of the other, teasing the backs of her knees. He rose higher still, over the backs of her slim thighs and they shook at his touch. He kissed her buttocks, and her hips quivered under him, as his fingers fondled her inner thighs tenderly. Gently, he parted her buttocks.

"Kamesh ... please ... go on..." she muttered, deeply aroused.

Smiling to himself, he prised them open further and she gasped, her head rising, mouth parting in a wide 'O' of delight as his tongue flickered gently against her anus, probing the dank, puckered flesh. He slid his fingers and hands under her thighs. Her hips jerked up, her thighs spreading. Panting with excitement, she plunged a hand between her legs and spread her cunt-lips wide for him with her fingers.

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"Kamesh ... tongue-fuck me again," she gasped.

Chuckling, he slid his head lower and she gasped, crying out as he pushed his tongue up into her wide, gaping cunt once more. He rolled his tongue inside her cunt and her finger arched up between his lips, flickering between his mouth and her cunt, his tongue dancing around her finger and her cunt, her finger rolling inside her cunt, her hips grinding round and round. She gasped, veering towards a climax.

He stopped her short again. He ripped off his trousers, taking his cock in his hand. He began to masturbate quickly, and she looked over her shoulder at him and gasped at the size of his gargantuan penis. His cock became hard and stiff, hungry for her. He bent over her,deciding that if she had been fucked before he could as well fuck her from behind right way, take her nice and slow and deep. He pressed his cock against her buttocks, sliding it lower, and her fingers curled about it with the confidence of an able lover.

"Ohmygod!" she gasped.

"Seen bigger?" he chuckled.

"Only ...only in a dream ... Oh God Kamesh ... I want it ... I want it inside me!"

He drew her hips higher. Holding his erect tool in his hand, he slowly squeezed his huge cock-head into her. She gasped, rising onto her forearms, hands clenching the counterpane, then ducked her hand between her legs to spread her cunt-lips wider apart.

"More ..." she gasped, "Put it all in, Kamesh ... I want all of you in there ... God ... Kamesh, please ... hurry ... fuck me ... quickly .... shove it in OH uhh OH uhh Oh yes Oh god yes Oh yes oh god oh god OH GOD OHHHHHuhhhhhhh YES YESYESYES!"

Grinning in delight, his mind soaring, he skewered her cunt slowly, thrusting his cock slowly into her, the thick-veined, hairy shaft rasping against her inflamed clitoris, pranging her belly deeply, making her shudder and moan and cry out at the enormity of it inside her. She thought it would surely tear her in two and come ripping out of her throat .

Kneeling behind her, he waited till she caught her breath. His huge cock was embedded deep in her cunt, and its incredible heat made her cunt boil, her body flame with lust. She moaned. Her head sank between her arms, then rose in ecstasy, her eyes closed, and she bit her lower lip. Her hips began to move, slowly at first, round and round, churning her cunt with his huge pestle, then faster and faster, and back and forth. She rocked on all fours, jerking her cunt up and down on his lance with shuddering cries, pulling up till only the top of the big cock-head was inside her,then pushing heavily down again. Faster and faster she went, moaning and keening desperately. Finally, he began to move, sliding his hips back and forth in a heavy, steady, demanding rhythm, forcing his penis as deep into her cunt as he could, moving faster and faster, his thighs and balls slapping loudly against her buttocks, his head arching in delight. She was good, very good, her cunt hot and wet and tight as a drum.

"Ohhhh uhhh OHHHHH uhh OHHHH uh OH OH OH OH OHHHHHHH!" she went.

He paused and held her still and she waited as he spread his legs and pushed her down onto her front, her face on side on the pillow. He rose over her, knees astride her buttocks.

"Oh god Kamesh ... fuckme..." she gasped, her mouth open. "Keep fucking me!"

He began to move again. His body corded with strain, his belly drew in. Hands on her buttocks, he stroked smoothly in and out of her cunt, keeping her pinned beneath him. Faster and faster he went, till his cock was running in and out of her like a piston, pumping furiously up and down and in and out, the huge cock thrusting in, jerking out, thrusting in, jerking out, pile-driving, glistening, dark, hot, throbbing, squelching and rasping into her cunt.

Shanti moaned deliriously.

She orgasmed, mewing and crying out, spasming and jerking, clawing at the counterpane. He continued to ram-fuck her from behind, plunging more and more deeply into her, his hips pounding against her buttocks. He sensed the end of the orgasm and slid smoothly out of her.

"C'mon bitch ... now gimme some head," he grunted.

Panting, hot, streaming with sweat, still deeply aroused, Shanti turned and bent before him as he knelt on the bed. Kamesh watched as she took his cock lovingly in her hand and began to jerk him.

She bent forward, parting her lips to swirl her tongue over his cock-head. He jerked her head forward and she took him deep into her mouth. He gasped. Her face distended, cheeks hollowed, she began to suck him hungrily, her head bobbing rapidly back and forth, up and down his sticky shaft, licking it, kissing it, sucking the cock-head and shaft deeply, lingering his balls, suckling them one by one, caressing her face with it, all the while fondling her own breasts. He felt his spoot roil up hot and he groaned, fucking her face with delight, moving her head back and forth to suit his pleasure.

"Come on, cunt ... on your back!" he commanded.

She went down onto her back and once again he took her, this time leaning over her, his hands bending her thighs up, her knees hooked over his shoulders. She reached down to guide his cock into her cunt. He went into her smoothly, quickly, fast, running his lance into her in one skewering thrust. Shanti cried out, the

breath driven from her body and arched hard under him, his balls thumping against her buttocks, her body folded up in half.

He fucked her hard, pumping his hips up and down, his buttocks rising and falling furiously, rapidly, his huge cock sliding in deep.

"Yes yes Ohhhh god yes fuck me ... fuck me ... fuck me Kamesh ohhhh yes!" she cried.

"God ohhhh god ohhhhh yeh ohhhh uhhh OHHHHH yeh yeh YEHHHH uhhhh OHHh god yes!" he responded.

Her body jerked and rocked under his, their bodies hot, streaming with sweat, the fires rising in their loins, commingling, his huge cock rasping into her, squelching in,stretching her cunt-lips to their fullest, filling her to the brim. Her hands were on her jiggling breasts, squeezing and rolling them in an erotic frenzy, and she cried out for more, her voice rising in pitch and volume, her hips bucking at his, her cunt spasming and clamping hot and tight on his enormous dick, his huge cock rasping against her gorged clitoris, pounding and stroking in and out like a mechanised trip hammer, till she exploded once more, and then again and yet again. At last, he skewered her deeply and lingered, quivering inside her, his hips twitching and thrusting at her cunt, his cock throbbing and burning fiercely inside her sodden cunt.

He flung his head back and growled like an animal and she felt the quicksilver slugs of his spoot spurting into her in a hot, endless flood.

Gasping, his magnificent body streaming with sweat, Kamesh slid down onto Shanti, his enormous cock still inside her. She realised with a start that it was still rock-hard. She felt it throb and quiver inside her, felt the ooze of more jizz. She moaned her surprise and pleasure, tonguing his ear lasciviously, grinding her breasts under his hard chest.

"Fuck me again, lover ... fuck me again," she murmured hoarse voiced.

"With pleasure," he chuckled.

He swung over onto his back and took her on top of him, straddling his lap, her knees bent and folded under her buttocks, her cunt impaled deeply on his pole. He kissed her slowly, fondling her heavy, turgid breasts, examining their superb contours with his expert fingers, marveling at their perfection. The gold chain with its pearl pendant swung against his chin. She rose, her hips grinding heavily against his and pressed her breast to his lips.

"Suck it ... suck it Kamesh," she moaned.

He flipped his tongue at the rigid nipple, making her gasp, her head snapping up, mouth open in delight as he flicked the nut hard breast tip. He scraped it across his teeth and gums, across the roof of his mouth, pinching and tweaking and twirling the other nipple, squeezing and kneading the fleshy mounds.

She began to move in excitement, rocking back and forth, up and down, her breasts and the gold chain jiggling heavily, her cunt rising and falling on his cock, going up a good eight inches, then slowly slithering down deep again, impaling itself on his penis.

Kamesh held her hips and began to move her up and down in a steady rhythm, lifting her high, easing her down, his own hips moving now in a motion that matched hers, his hips rising as hers fell.

"Ohhhhhh uhhh Ohhhh Kamesh Kamesh Kamesh Kamesh yes ... ohhh god yes yes yes ... ohhh uhhhh ohh ma uhhhh Ahhhh uhh Ahhhh uhhh Ohhh uhhhh yes ohhh yes ohhh uhh ohhhh yes that's it ... ohhh god yes ... do it Kamesh ... do it ... mmm, yes ohhh uhhh ohhh yes!"

Her head was tilted back, her face a vision of lust, her lips parted, the nostrils flared, the perfect teeth bared. She hissed as he slid his fingers under her buttocks, a thick finger pressing insistently at her anus. She yielded and cried out as it slid in slowly, wriggling and jerking inside her.

"C'mon bitch ... take it ... mmm, yeh ... ohhh yes take it slut take it all ... ohhh god yeh ... take it ... take my cock, cunt ... take it ... ohhhh yeh Mmmm yes ... god, yes ...!" he gasped in unfaked delight.

He took control now, and began to move with her, bucking up heavily under her, tossing her on his lap, heaving with his powerful hips and loins.

She cried out as his cock pranged deep into her, her hands on her breasts, at her cunt-lips, flicking her clitoris, reaching back to cup and squeeze his balls, then going back to her breasts to crush and maul and knead the fleshy mounds in frenzied excitement, her head whipping from side to side, her lovely hair tossing wildly, the gold chain slapping and thumping on her chest, her body shining with sweat as she cried out louder and louder, exploding at last in a shattering orgasm, her cunt spasming uncontrollably on his enormous battering ram.

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Quickly, he rolled her over again onto her back and took her rapidly once more, thrusting furiously in and out of her body for several minutes, making her moan and cry out. Her body jerked and snapped and rolled hard under his thrusts. He levered her legs wider apart and pumped and piston furiously in and out her cunt.

Her head jerked from side to side, her breasts jiggled and bounced under thrusts. She came again, her cunt convulsing frantically on his monstrous penis. He groaned and plunged deep into her, his head arched, his teeth bared in a rictus of lust. She squeezed his buttocks, forcing his cock deeper into her, clamping her cunt tight on his cock and he gasped and exploded again, shooting thick hot wads of gunk deep into her flesh, bridging the gulf of fate.

"That was good," he murmured a few minutes later, as they lay together, their limbs entwined, caressing each other tenderly. "I'm pleasantly surprised."

"For God's sake, Kamesh," she replied, squeezing his penis "I am a woman you know, a perfectly normal woman, with normal desires."

"So I see."

"Then what is it that surprises you?"

"Your skill. Your love of sex."

"I told you I'm not a virgin."

"Who was it? Who was your first lover, babe?"

"How does it matter?" she protested.

"Just curious."

"Only that?"

He grinned wryly. "Um, well, all right, not really. I find it sexy to know."

She sighed, then grinned. "Okay. No harm telling you, I guess. I lost my virginity at nineteen - not to a stranger in Madras a friend of my father. Aryaman around 40 that time, he was very good, loved to suck my dirty pussy and ass. Then there was a school friend's Pankaja's brother, Priyank. Then my neighbour's husband Anuj. Then I had an affair with another neighbour, Rahul, even though he was married. and his younger brother, Ritesh. I had several affairs in College, I still sleep with some of them regularly. My father in law made me a mother, Sridhar is impotent and his brother Eayapaan is another regular, sometime both enjoy me together but my favorite are my nephews, Dinesh and Suresh, they like butt-fucking me, sons of Eayappan "

Kamesh stared at her.

"Are you upset?"

A grin creased his face and he began to laugh.

"Not at all, lover. Quite the reverse, in fact. Give me an experienced lover any day."

"My sister Chitra Vaishali used to say that."

"Vaishali? Rahul? Dinesh?" He paused, his eyes narrowing.

She looked at him puzzled. "Why, what's the matter?"

They hadn't bothered to close the bedroom door.

Shanti's neighbor Rahul, stood there now, watching them and smiling. He was happy for her. She was a dirty sexy promiscuous slut, a great ride, and deserved better mounts than she'd had of late.

This man was a thoroughbred. He watched as she slid down and took Kamesh's penis in her mouth. He knew how good she was at sucking cock, how well she did it.

She would make him happy. And that pleased her neighbour.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 02

Shanti had a very intimate relationships with men who were either boyfriends or husbands of her colleagues or women friends – she had this adept penchant of luring seducing and making these men fall for her hook line and sinker and drain them completely – much to the chagrin and many times divorce and in one unfortunate case where both the woman and the man committed suicide.

Her latest conquest was Kamesh – husband of Aruna – her colleague at the Bank – Sridhar was in the same branch and he introduced Aruna and they happened to visit them one evening and it was love or should we say lust at first sight – both Kamesh and Shanti knew the impact their mating eyes were having the mating organs and it was a matter of time – he would add his name to her innumerable lovers and partners in conjugal bliss – Shanti had lost the count – last time she counted was Khalid a few months ago – he was her 24th victim and later she just lost the interest to count – she was more interested in the event and not the participant.

A few days after that evening – Kamesh dropped her home and Aruna was in the car – and this continued for some time – every time Shanti will come home, Aruna innocently entrusted the task to Kamesh and soon it was alone – only the two of them, and after a few weeks – she asked him to come home but he will remind her he had to reach early or go to work or some other issue and delayed the dropping at her house, he also wasn't sure of Sridhar – and it was in one of the bouts with Aruna when he came to know that Sridhar was incapable to take her fire out between the legs and this emboldened him and he decided that next time he will accept the 'invite' and make himself available.

Shanti could sense some change in him the very next day and make out his excitement and decided not to let him drop her – she wanted to torment him, her instincts and knowledge of sexually aroused 'animals' told her, he was ready but she wished 'procrastination' and that was her style – It was a Tuesday one week when Shanti came to Aruna's place and was startled to find Kamesh -- Aruna's husband.

The two saw each other and the message was clear. Both gave the same signal to each other of course knowing very well that it was not possible. Shanti knew it had to be made possible -- this was the chance to get even with the mistress of this house. She could clearly see that the couple were very close and looked like it was a perfect harmony in the family unlike her own -- which was all turmoil.

Months passed and Shanti would meet Kamesh at their place -- and it was no secret that the man was secretly masturbating immensely thinking of the Tamil slut. Of course he was also not in knowledge of her true dark side. One day -- Shanti decided to bite the fruit a bit and knowing that he was at home, came early and took the younger daughter Ayesha in her arms and asked her, " Hi Ayesha uhmmmmmmaaa, you are so sweet, you are smelling, not taken a bath yet? No problem even I have not -- I do not like to take a bath so early" and all this in the safe distance of Kamesh to hear who got an instant hard on when he heard this conversation. In fact it was followed up by Ayesha coming and laughing at the episode and asking our dear Shanti to have a bath in their house.

Shanti did have the bath but not before Kamesh had shagged three times in that one hour before she took her bath and all this while she would deliberately pass by him while he was on the dining table taking his breakfast or standing near the door taking his coffee only to let her sweat odor make it extremely difficult for the stud to hold on, he wanted her badly but how -- he knew she was taking him up the spike but was scared if it turned around him and made him look shafted. He finally left for work that day hoping one day he will hit the sack with her naked body in his arms. He already was fantasizing a lot of course all unknown to Aruna mostly during the bouts in the night.

In the darkness when he was squeezing his dick into her pussy, our man would dream he was fucking Shanti.

This hide and seek continued -- and though they did not go beyond this titillation and tormenting game Shanti knew it was going to happen soon when she will have him around her pussy begging to fuck but wanted it to be the day of revenge, cultivated pay back.

One day Aruna asked Shanti if there was a housemaid available in her knowhow – she was pregnant and needed help at home – Shanti saw big chance and promised help. Ina week or so – she got her sister Chitra to convince the steno at work Veronica who was vivacious and slut of the the third degree to accept this role – the plan was to seduce Kamesh with Veronica and make him their slave – Shanti was vicious and planned different with varied men – and this was her method of putting cocks to her use.

Veronica arrived and duly got introduced – she took a 2 month unpaid leave from work to do this dirty deed and had no compunctions – she was looking forward to the ultimate seduction and roll in the bed naked with Kamesh – dusky and extremely well chiseled Veronica was a slut of very high beauty and sexy features, she had fucked more than 15 men and all on duty – she did not have time for love only sex – and for her own pleasure, she fucked her brother, cousin and her brother in law and his father – once she fucked both together when the sister was out of town.

The stay began and very soon Veronica started to have her effect on the man – she would wear demure and extremely traditional clothes but would not lose opportunity to let a few slips here and there and let low cut revelations – sleeveless armpit smell permeate and many a time when Kamesh would come to the kitchen deliberately – slip the 'chunni' purposely and hum some sexy tune – giving him all right signals.

Today – she chose well – he was back home after his shift and it was two full hours before Aruna would return, Ayesha was still at school and he came back from work emboldened – wanting to sink his prick into the dusky woman – he wanted the silky moist woman to give him the 'forbidden' pleasure – he had yet to taste a woman besides his wife and this was his opportunity.

Humming to herself, Veronica selected a cassette and popped it into the stereo deck. She adjusted the controls and a popular number began playing, with a steady, insistent beat. Snapping her fingers, mouthing the words, jigging in tune to the music, she crossed to the bank of closets. Kamesh's view was obscured by the open leaf. She closed it, her arms full of clothes and dumped them on the bed at the far end of the room, directly opposite the door. She flipped open a box of chocolates from the bedside table and popped one into her mouth.

There was a dressing table with a full-length mirror at the foot of the bed. She stood in front of it and quickly unbuttoned her long black *kurta*, pulled it off her head. Kamesh gasped behind the door. He could see hear naked back, the black bra straps. She tugged at the draw cord of her *churidar* and it rustled to her feet.

Her panties were very small, lacy, black, sexy narrow at the back, giving him an unimpeded view of her lovely, firm, curved buttocks with the enticing dark cleft between them. She paused, her back to him and ran her hands down her flanks, squeezed her buttocks. Humming, she turned sideways, looking at herself in the mirror, and then turned around, facing them, looking over her shoulder in the mirror at her buttocks. Now he had a glimpse of her full frontal. His penis bounced erect.

She had a lovely oval dusky face with a pointed chin, a slim, straight nose and slightly flared nostrils, small, cutely stuck-out ears.

Her face was small and delicate, that, from some angles, it looked like her cheeks were plump, but even that was really cute. Her cheekbones were high. Her eyes were lovely, large, brown full of magic. Her lips were light and full and her teeth were white and strong and even, the left incisor slightly chipped an attractive irregularity.

Her skin was like gold, smooth and clear, firm as a grape. Her hair was dark and tumbled about her shoulders or flounced in a sexy pony tail or was coiled up neatly high on the back of her head. Her neck was superb, an exceptionally long, slender, graceful column under her firm, pointed chin. Her arms and legs were nicely turned and slim, with attractive ankles and wrists and slim fingers and toes, beautifully shaped and arched.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Her breasts jutted out, full and ripe and high, like succulent fruit. Her belly was dark in colour, firm and flat. Her bra was very pretty, with thin straps and tiny cups that only just covered her nipples, leaving most of the luscious globes bare. He could see the points of her nipples and the dark shadows of her aureoles through the fine material. Her panties were so small that they barely covered her slit, and tiny dark hair crept from either side of the V. Kamesh groaned as he watched her.

She paused and reached behind her with both hands to unhook her bra. Her chest thrust outward and her breasts strained at the confines for a second, and then she slipped the straps off her rounded shoulders and her breasts bounced free. She tossed the bra into the pile of clothes at the foot of the bed and then, hooking her hands in her panties, rolled them down and kicked them aside. Kamesh stared at her naked body in mounting desire. The dark triangle of her cunt mesmerized him. As he watched, she bent to pick up the discarded clothes and carried them to the laundry basket in the corner. She dumped them in it and strolled back. Kamesh watched her breasts bouncing.

She stopped before the mirror, right in front of him. He could see her front in the reflection quite clearly. Reaching up, she coiled her hair into a knot high on the back of her head, accentuating the sweep of her neck. The gold chain glistened on her flesh.

Then she paused and smiled at her reflection. She looked at her teeth, grimacing, turning her head this way and that. Then she stopped, and he saw her eyes sparkling with mischief. She held her palms between her breasts, the outside edges touching, palm to the tip of her little finger and slowly weighed and lifted her breasts. Gently, she began to thumb her nipples. Moistening her finger with her tongue, she rubbed her nipples and aureoles.

Her nipples stiffened and she pinched them gently, tweaking and twirling the hard stubs. Kamesh saw her breathing get shallower and more rapid, the tensing of her body the parting of her lips the flaring of her nostrils all the unmistakable signs of sexual arousal. She squeezed her breasts in her hands, the flesh squeezing between her fingertips and arched her head, her tongue arching lasciviously over her upper lip. Outside, watching her,Kamesh groaned and pulled his erect cock out of his jeans and began to masturbate slowly. He pressed his eye to the keyhole again.

She was still fondling her beautiful breasts. Veronica knew Kamesh was watching her. He had been doing this for some weeks now; she had led him to it, satisfied when she saw the dark eye glittering at the key hole, Kamesh was tall and dark and muscular, with a finely chiseled face and strong features. His eyes were deep-set and dark, his nose fine and straight, his mouth lean and wide. His shoulders were broad, his chest cleaved and muscular and hard and his belly was firm and flat.

His waist was narrow his hips were high and buttocks taut. His arms and legs bore thick bunches of musculature. She knew his body was lean and tough, his torso smoothly hairless. She had often watched him as he came out of his bath in his shorts and nothing else, toweling his thick, tousled hair. His nipples were small and dark and pulled low and wide on either side of his heavy pectorals. All said and done, Kamesh was one sexy hunk, as good as Kenny or Harry – her two lovers, one her bot friend, the other his friend, who had no regrets in sharing her in bed.

Over the past week or so, Kamesh's lust for her body had become overpowering, and he could not take his eyes off her. He watched as she continued to fondle herself, squeezing and massaging her gorgeous, full breasts. How he wanted to feel them, take them in his hands, sense their weight and fullness, feel the stiffness of her nipples in his fingers, watch her pleasure as his hands, not hers, moved over her irresistible flesh.

He gasped softly. In the room, With lot of encouragement and training and all allowances from Shanti who was braining the fuck with Kamesh, Veronica smiled wantonly at her reflection and slid a hand down to her crotch. Kamesh watched her face crease in pleasure as she teased her cunt-lips open and rubbed her finger along the slit. She gasped and her hips lurched, her buttocks writhing and twitching. Her mouth fluttered open and, slowly, she slid a finger into her cunt. Gently, she masturbated before the mirror, moving her finger in and out of her slit, twisting it round and round, while her other hand fondled her visibly swollen breasts. She gasped softly and her hand moved faster in her crotch, her wrist pumping back and forth. Her hips twitched and lurched, rocking and jerking back and forth, and her fingers were frenzied on her breasts. Kamesh groaned in despair.

She deserved better than her fingers; she deserved a cock, a big, thick cock in her cunt; a cock like what he possessed, which was waiting to lodge itself in the dark folds of the sensuous pussy hole.

Veronica kept masturbating and, as he watched, leaned forward on an outstretched arm, her hand on the dresser counter and spread her feet wide. Her buttocks splayed open and Kamesh had an unobstructed view of her puckered anus and her unfurled cunt-lips with her slender, shapely, elegant finger arched into it, rocking in and out, in and out. In the mirror, her upturned face was a vision of lust, her mouth a wide 'O'. Kamesh pumped his cock eagerly, moaning and gasping. In the room, Veronica's body rocked back and forth and he saw her pendulous breasts jiggling and bouncing, saw, too, the expression of delight on her face and her finger, wet and sticky, darting in and out of her tender cunt.

Abruptly, she stopped and rummaged in a drawer in her cupboard and pulled out something. Kamesh gasped when he saw that it was a vibrator, he expected her to use it as a dildo, but she surprised him yet again. Her chest heaving with excitement, her eyes glassy, her nostrils flared, Veronica moved away from the mirror. The bed had a carved wooden head-board and a matching, slightly lower foot-board. There was a decorative mirror above the bed, too. The ends of the foot-board bore carved wooden knobs, raised high, just below groin-level. Kamesh watched pop-eyed as she mounted the knob, spreading her legs on either side of it, one foot on the bed with her knee deeply bent, the other on the floor, her back to him. Slowly, she eased her cunt down onto it, and in the mirror, her face spasm with lust and her head arched back and her mouth jerked wide open as she sank her cunt onto the knob. He watched her moan, heard her voice, soft and husky and sexily sibilant and she gripped the vibrator and forced her cunt deeper onto the pillar. It disappeared into her flesh, the entire knob and part of the supporting cylindrical shaft. Whimpering, she rocked slowly back and forth, her cunt impaled on the wood. Moaning, she leaned forward and gripped the carved fretwork. Kamesh saw her buttocks flex tight, open, flex again and then she was fucking herself slowly and heavily on the bedstead, her buttocks writhing, swaying rocking back and forth, up and down.

Her face turned, her eyes half-closed, her mouth open sensuously and her tongue swirled in an erotic arc over her upper lip. How he longed to fuck her mouth, feel her suck and lick his raging erection. His fingers were sticky with gunk.

On the bed's foot-board, Veronica gasped and moaned, rocking her body back and forth. The knob and shaft glistened with cunt-juice. Her cunt ran up and down the shaft, and her hips swirled, her cunt churning itself with the knob. She caressed her swinging, pendulous breasts sexily. The gold chain around her neck rocked back and forth. Groaning, she fumbled for the *vibrator, slowing her motions, she paused to uncap a jar of cream and dipped the narrower end of the apparatus into it. Pulling it out, she smeared it slowly and then her hand went between her buttocks and Kamesh saw her anoint her anus and understood what she was going to do and his jaw dropped in shock and astonishment.

Moaning, Veronica leaned forward again and shuffled her feet further apart. Holding the bed-stand with one hand, the *vibrator* in the other, she stretched a hand behind her buttocks and pressed the lubricated tip of the rod to her anus. He saw her pause and then her arm flexed and she pushed the *vibrator* into her asshole.

Her head snapped up and he heard her cry. "OHHHHHHHHHH ma unhhhhh OHHHHHHH!"

Her fingers tensed on the fretwork. Her face convulsed and spasm in a contortion of excitement. Her buttocks lurched and writhed and sank deeper onto the upright pole and knob. The hand behind her began to move slowly, rocking back and forth, pushing the tip of the *vibrator* in and out of her anus.

At the same time, her cunt slid up and down the bedpost. Faster and faster she went, moaning, gasping, rocking and lurching. Her breasts jiggled and bounced and he saw that her nipples were nut-hard. Her hand rocked behind her back, moving the *vibrator* in and out of her anus faster and faster, deeper and deeper.

The gold chain around her neck looked sexy, slithering on her tawny breasts.

With a shuddering gasp, she had an orgasm, her back bowing inward, her face jerking up and contorting with lust, the hand behind her back tensing, pressing the *vibrator* deep into her anus while her cunt sank deeply onto the bedpost. On and on it went, and she moaned, gasped, her chest heaving till it gradually ebbed. Slowly, she slid the *vibrator* out of her anus and gingerly lifted her cunt off the bedpost with a shaking moan.

She flopped on the bed and lay across it, her hips at the edge, her feet on the floor, her chest heaving. He could see her cunt-flesh clearly, for her thighs were spread wide. Moaning, she caressed her breasts again, and her hand slid down her body to her cunt and she slid her finger sensuously up and down the wet slit. Kamesh thought the sight of her dark, wet cunt against her slender, bejeweled finger was incredibly erotic.

At last she rose and smiled to herself. It was a satisfied, sensual, wanton look, her eyes glittering with pleasure. Kamesh saw that she was sweating, beads of perspiration dotting her upper lip and coursing between her breasts. She went into the bathroom, leaving the door open. Her breasts bounced as she walked.

The bathroom was positioned so that her every move was reflected in the mirror above the bed outside, or the one above the dressing table and so fully visible to Kamesh at the keyhole. He watched her on the toilet, douching herself carefully and then she went into the shower, humming to herself. Kamesh watched as she bathed and shampooed.

When she soaped herself, her hands roaming her breasts and buttocks and thighs, lathering her crotch, Kamesh saw her smile again in pleasure. She plucked the hands shower from its bracket in the wall and adjusted the spray to a hard, drumming, spurt. She ran it over her breasts and he saw her nipples harden.

Then she spread her legs and, arching her head, directed the jet into her slit. Kamesh watched her move it closer to her cunt-lips. Finally, she had it jammed to her cunt-lips and with her other hand she turned the tap up full.

The water pressure must have been terrific gauging from her reaction for she gasped and her hips lurched and her head snapped back and she moaned wantonly.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Again she squeezed her breasts in excitement as the water drummed and hammered into her cunt. Her hips twitched and jerked back and forth. She clenched the shower-rod and gasped and her face contorted in a rictus of pleasure, her head arching back, falling forward, rolling from side to side as she moved the water-jet around in her groin.

A few minutes later, she emerged from the bath with a towel wrapped around her waist, her torso bare. Her body glistened with water. Absurdly, there was a big, long carrot on her desk.

Taking it, she turned and advanced to the door. Kamesh froze, terrified that she might fling it open and catch him. Instead, she stopped and slowly dropped her towel. Her cunt was inches from his eye, just on the other side of the door. His vision filled with it. He stared at it greedily, longing to plunge his now throbbing penis into it again and again, to feel its heat and wetness and tightness.

On the other side of the door, Veronica parted her cunt-lips and he saw clearly the tender bright cunt-flesh, the hard stub of her clitoris and he longed to suck it, nibble it, taste the juice that seemed to flow still for the flesh was wet. She lay on the floor on her back and spread her legs wide, lifting her feet to the wall on either side of the door beyond which Kamesh knelt, gasping and gaping. Now she was right in front of him and he was looking between her split legs, straight down at her unfurled cunt.

Veronica smiled wantonly at the door, and, holding the carrot, inserted it slowly into her cunt. Her arms were stretched and her breasts bunched between them. Kamesh gasped. Slowly, she began to masturbate, moving the carrot in and out of her cunt. He watched it grow wet and shiny with her cunt-juices. She murmured in pleasure and her hips lurched and rocked and her body rocked gently back and forth. She moved the carrot in and out of her cunt, round and round. Licking a fingertip, she moistened her aureoles and caressed her breasts sensuously while her other hand kept working between her legs. On and on she went and finally exploded, gasping and mewing, her hips arching and lurching upward.

Slowly, she slid the carrot out of her slit and, with a lascivious grin, began to nibble on it.

All this time, her eyes were on the door and it seemed as if she knew he was there and wanted him to be. *Fuck me*, she seemed to say. *I want you*. It was what he desired more than anything else in the world and, on the other side of the door, so did she, groaning, Kamesh exploded, flooding his hand with jizz.

And then she got up and hung her towel over the doorknob, covering the keyhole and eclipsing his pleasure.

Kamesh did not get her that day, both chickened out and did not push for the forbidden pleasure and it had to wait for another day,



A few days later – he had just come back from work in the afternoon and Veronica was feeling sexy and they were alone -- neither Aruna or Auesha were there today, and Shanti was out of town. She lay in bed, masturbating gently and unhurriedly with a large, long white radish. She slid the vegetable gently in and out of her cunt and ached to have a real penis in her flesh. If only there was a man available ... realisation hit her suddenly and she stopped. Kamesh, she was here to get him taste her pussy.

Of course. Kamesh was available. He was in the house, and they were alone, and she had been tormenting him long enough. It was time to act. Veronica's pulse quickened.

Abandoning the radish, her heart racing with excitement, Veronica got up. She knotted her hair quickly behind her head and, for a second, debated what to wear. Looking around, she spotted her tennis gear, and grinned in delight.

If it worked for Kenny, it would work for Kamesh. Quickly, she slipped into her white cotton T-shirt and short tennis skirt, deliberately abjuring all underwear. She braided her hair and, holding her shoes in one hand, her racquet in the other, she twirled before her full-length mirror. The T-shirt was translucent and her breasts and nipples and aureoles were clearly visible. Her breasts bounced as she moved and she thought it very erotic.

Bending over, she smiled at her reflection as she saw her skirt slide up her thighs and reveal her buttocks and naked cunt beneath. Perfect. Kamesh would not be able to resist.

He was in the hall, sprawled on the floor working on the laptop computer when she entered and dumped her sports bag on the sofa seat. For a moment, she looked at him with a rush of pleasure. He wore a tight white vest and skimpy shorts and his body looked gorgeous. He looked up at her and she saw the swift intake of breath.

"I'm going to the shop, want something" she murmured, eyeing him lasciviously.

He stared at her and nodded slowly.

She turned her back and bent forward at the waist over the back of the couch to pick up her bag, her feet spread apart. Her skirt slid up, high over her hips and she heard him gasp when he saw her naked buttocks and thighs, the puckered darkness of her anus, the bewitching fuzz of her cunt. With her legs spread, her cunt-lips opened slightly and he could even see the tender flesh within.

She paused for the merest fraction of a second, letting him have a good look. There was no sound, utter silence. The fingers on the keyboard fluttered in the breeze from the fan. Veronica didn't move. Suddenly, she gasped. Kamesh's hands slid up her legs and over her buttocks. She wanted to turn and look at him, but held herself back. A soft rustle, a snap and then she bit her lower lip and felt dizzy with excitement. His cock, thick, long, hard, throbbing, pressed between her buttocks and thighs, moving to her cunt. Veronica tensed, trying to gauge its size. The heat was intense and overpowering. It pressed to her cunt-lips. His hands pushed her T-shirt up under her arms and roved over her breasts. They were hard and swollen with excitement, her nipples erect. She held still.

And then the heat of his cock burst into her cunt and she cried out, her head snapping up, her face contorting in an explosion of pleasure. His penis surged powerfully into her flesh and his fingers crushed her breasts. Veronica dug her fingers into the upholstery and moaned, her head jerking up, her mouth opening in a wide 'O' of lust. She felt a rush of joy ... she had him now! The young man flexed his buttocks and his hot, hard penis drove deeper into her cunt. Veronica gasped and cried out, her cunt contracting and convulsing frantically on his penis. Kamesh groaned in excitement.

"Ohhhh fuck yes!" he gasped softly. "Ohhhhh yes! Ohhh god yes!"

Kamesh fucked her hungrily, rapidly, hard. He pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her cunt and then began to rock his hips swiftly, running it greedily in and out of her flesh. Veronica gasped and cried out, rocking back and forth under him. His cock felt wonderful, better than she had hoped. It was hot and hard and it mashed her gorged clitoris in its passage. Faster and faster he went, plunging into her sodden cunt-flesh. Veronica began to orgasm helplessly. Kamesh gasped, flinging his head back, holding her hips and jerking her cunt up and down on his shaft, squeezing her swinging, swollen breasts feverishly. His cries rang in her ears, obscene, guttural.

"Ohhh uhhh yes uhhhh ohhh uhh yes ... uhhh ... c'mon baby ... c'mon Veronica c'mon take it ... take my cock ... c'mon ... Ohhhh uhhh yes!"

She whimpered in pleasure and rocked back and forth under his thrusts, her swollen breasts jiggling, her gold necklace swinging against her chin. His thighs slapped softly at her buttocks as the swollen penis sawed rhythmically in and out of her flesh.

On and on he went, driving his penis in and out of her cunt, his thighs pummeling her buttocks, his buttocks flexing and un-flexing, his hips swinging back and forth, his cock plunging in and out of her cunt, appearing and disappearing between the curves of her buttocks. At last, moaning, he lost control.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

He drove deep into her with a rasping cry, ramming himself into her flesh, making her cry out and, buried deep in her spasm cunt-flesh, his buttocks twitching and flexed taut, his cock throbbing furiously, he came.

Veronica moaned in joy as she felt the sharp sting of his sperm in her cunt-flesh. jet after jet of jizz spurting into her hot slit. Slowly, he eased out of her.

Veronica stayed bent over, panting and gasping, her body burning with lust. At last, she straightened and turned to face him. His face was grey with tension and nervousness, fear of the consequences of what he had done. Veronica smiled slowly, seductively and, stretching out her hand, pulled him to her.

"Thank you," she murmured her face close to his. "That was wonderful."

Kamesh's expression was an almost comic mix of relief and shock. She giggled.

"There's something you should know," she said, her lips fluttering against his. "I've been waiting for this a long time. I am been wanting it teasing you for quite a while now."

Kamesh's eyes widened in surprise and disbelief, though he did think she was setting him up but for what – he was not so much a hunk, there was something missing – a code he must crack.

"Really," she smiled. "I was. It's not my first time, you know. I've been fucking Kenny these past few weeks and even his friend. I've seen you, too, with Aruna ... and I wanted you to fuck me."

Kamesh's eyes were full of wonder and surprise. He grinned his delight.

"Hey, cool, man!" he said. "Great. Really great."

She giggled and tilted her head up to his. "C'mon, Kamesh boy ... I'm still hot. Fuck me again!"

He shook his head in wonder and, sliding his hands up her T-shirt to cup her breasts, found her nipples still hard with excitement. He kissed her slowly, his tongue slipping between her lips. Veronica's tongue met his and their kiss deepened and she squirmed erotically against him.

"God, I want to fuck you so much," he growled.

Veronica's eyes dancing with lust. "Yes," she breathed. "Fuck me, Kamesh."

"Like a whore."

"God yes. Fuck me ... fuck me like a whore, Kamesh!"

He laughed, his eyes sparkling with pleasure. They moved to the living room, and, on the cool tiles in the centre of the room, for the next hour or more, Kamesh fucked Veronica slowly and relentlessly, taking her repeatedly, making her come again and again.

It was wonderful. Kamesh was imaginative, controlled, hard-bodied, skilled, not quite as good as Kenny, but better than Shankar.

Veronica started to have orgasm repeatedly as he fucked her mouth, her breasts, and her cunt repeatedly in a variety of positions.

When he licked her slit, he did at length, with exquisite delicacy of touch and she went wild with excitement, gasping and thrashing and writhing, crushing her breasts erotically, her body jerking and lurching as though under a man's thrusts.

Veronica couldn't get enough of it. When he stopped, she groaned and flung herself at him, burying her face in his crotch, sucking his cock furiously.

He groaned and exploded in her face, making her moan as the hot seed splashed into her mouth and over her face and breasts. He fucked her again, slowly and deeply on her back on the living room floor, his penis gliding in and out of her cunt, then faster and faster till he was ramming furiously in and out of her flesh.

Veronica responded in unison, arching in joy when he came at last, his head snapping back, his penis buried deep in her flesh, spurting heat into her cunt.

Now Kamesh lifted his head from her crotch and smiled as she moaned softly in pleasure. She looked lovely, naked except for her gold necklace, earrings, finger-rings. Very sexy. He rose to his knees and she turned around and pushed her face between his thighs and began sucking his penis greedily. He grunted in pleasure and fucked her face unhurriedly, moving her head back and forth with one hand, pumping his hips.

"Mm ... yes ... take it ... that's nice ... suck it, Veronica-bitch... suck it ... yeh ... like that ... Ohhh yes ... suck it harder, whore ... come on!"

Veronica loved the dirty talk. It turned her on. She sucked her employer's penis harder, using her tongue on the cock-head adroitly, relishing the musky odour and tang of his pre-cum gunk. He flunghis head back and moaned softly, his cock spurting beads of pre-cum jizz and, smiling happily, she licked and swallowed them.

He groaned and rocked her head between his legs, fucking her face with immense pleasure. His cock filled her mouth and distended her face. She swirled her tongue cunningly around the cock-head in her mouth. He pushed her head away after several minutes.

They fucked slowly. She went down on her back and, leaning over her, he squeezed his penis slowly into her body. Veronica murmured in pleasure, arching under him, caressing his bulging biceps and taut, flexing buttocks as he pumped his hips rhythmically up and down. He kissed her gently, his tongue slithering between her lips.

"Hey, whore," he murmured, his tongue in her ear.

"Mm, what?" Veronica craned her neck and sucked gently on his dark nipple.

"Want some excitement?"

"This is exciting."

"More exciting."

"Like what?"

"I want to fuck the woman who has sent you here, she you and me together."

She froze and then smiled, her eyes dancing with excitement.

"How do you know she put me on you to fuck me, now that you seem to have cracked it, I was waiting for you to tell, one of these days.She craves for you though and put me here to try you out "

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 03

Veronica did her bit and Kamesh was in the net completely – Shanti was walking back home that evening along with Aruna when they heard a honk, only to find the Zen and Kamesh in it, Shant I sat at the back while Aruna slid next to Kamesh – " Drop me home and take Shanti to the Mall, she needs to buy something, I wanted to go with her but am having a split headache, will have Veronica give me a hot cup of ginger tea."

Shanti slid into the passenger seat after Aruna left – "Take me home "

Kamesh smiled and looked towards her, she looked straight and was not willing to make any eye contact - "So you set up Veronica?"

"And you enjoyed the treat I bet – she has updated me, Want to hear some of your episode recordings – she kept her phone on with me while your sexercise calisthenics was at its peak"

"Listen to this – this is in your voice " she was coquettish in her looks at him and her eyes were piercing – they looked like striking rays to his dick which was rising in the enclosure inside the jeans.

"I bet. You ever had a cock in your cunt and ass?" he was telling Veronica.

"At the same time in me you will be one?" Veronica had smiled at him.

"Yeah, I will be one of them sure" he quipped.

No never. In fact, I've never had two guys together. Always wanted to, though." Veronica was getting hot.

"Well, all in the family bitch, all in the family!" he laughed.

"Will it hurt? Both together, I mean?"

"Nah. The broads love it. I know a woman, Does it all the time. Even takes three, one in her mouth as well."

"Oh god, Kamesh!" Veronica moaned.

"What say, bitch? You game?"

He remembered, she grinned, her eyes dancing, and, stopping him, rolled him over onto his back and straddled his hips, her cunt impaled on his penis. She bent and kissed him, her tongue deep in his mouth, her breasts hot on his chest.

"Oh yes, Kamesh baby ... I'm game. I'm game ... c'mon ... do it now ... fuck me, Kamesh ... fuck me like a slut!"

Back to the present in the Zen, Shanti stopped the voice player on the phone and looked at him – "Now tell me, are you a normal or a maniac – sex maniac?" and laughed. "Wolf or Bear "

Kamesh dropped her home and did not do the obvious which she was wanting, he decided to give her a skip and retuned home. He was not keen to mix up issues so soon, one Veronica for now was enough and he did not want to complicate things, he had settle this issue of Shanti holding the strings on Veronica and he called her out to the parking and while she waited down, he taxied around for some time around before coming into the building parking and found her at his spot – parked and asked her "Why did allow Shanti to spy on us and let her possess evidence on our escapade? We need to trust each other if we have to continue otherwise leave the place right now and give some excuse to Aruna"

"Either way – I cannot escape Shanti – she is the one who manages my escort business – I am a whore and work as an escort, I don't have any other job so this is not going to work either way, I can minimize the impact on you and from now we can be more discreet and allow privacy to our affair – will think on what to tell her" frankly spoke Veronica.

Veronica was instructed by Shanti "slide him into complete debauchery, he should come panting for me after he has been drenched in your sluttish holes"

Veronica dressed carefully for the occasion, in a knee-length gown in black cotton. It had broad shoulder straps and a square, button-down yoke in front that was closely contoured to her chest. She left the buttons undone so that her breasts were squeezed together by the tightly configured cloth to form a deep and tantalizing cleavage in which her gold necklace nestled. The back of the gown dropped low to just above her buttocks. She wore no underwear and her hair was coiled in a cute bun behind her head. The gold chain glittered on her honey skin. She looked bewitching.

He came out of the door and held her and turned her around and slapped her "How long will you torture me like this" and his cock was all over the place "COME ON, Veronica ... lick my cock ... suck me with your tongue!"

The slut was going over it like she was programmed and took his dick in her hand and moistened her fingers with saliva and whispered "I know you are lusting for me for quite a while" voice was husky and sibilant, deeply erotic.

The darkly handsome, Kamesh smiled down at his lovely, dusky maid, her body was luscious, already ripened into womanhood, with large breasts and flared hips. Her belly was firm and flat, her arms and legs smooth and slender. Her face was delicate, with a fine nose, flared nostrils, a lovely, sexy mouth meant for sucking and kissing and fucking. Her eyes were large and brown rimmed with *kajal*, and her hair was silky and dark with auburn highlights, twisted into a braid.

Kamesh smiled and thrust his face into her crotch. Veronica gasped softly and arched her back in pleasure. His tongue rippled down her sodden cunt-lips and through moist flesh within. It felt wonderful. Veronica spread her legs still wider and, gripped his head in her crotch, her hips raised high. His tongue swirled through her cunt-flesh and flickered against her gorged clitoris. "Ohhhh uhh yeh ... ohh god Kamesh yeh!" she moaned softly.

He slid his hands up to her turgid breasts and squeezed them, pinching her rigid nipples. Veronica sighed in pleasure, writhing on the bed. His tongue jabbed into her cunt and she gasped loudly, arching her back.

"Ohh! OH! Oh yes! Yes! Ohh! Unhhh! Ohhhh!"

Her face flipped languorously from side to side, her lips parted in a gentle 'O' of pleasure. Her body jerked back and forth on the bed as though she was being fucked, and her full, ripe breasts jiggled erotically. She squeezed them in rising excitement, moaning with pleasure.

It was not long before Shanti had her share of the 'victim' and he succumbed – he was after all lusting for her since long now – right from that evening when she had come to their place along with Sridhar – a year ago, and Veronica did her job well.

A few days into her 7th month, Aruna and Ayesha left – to Aruna's parents' and it was a faked poignant send off – Shanti was there at the station and so was Veronica. That evening – Veronica was in the kitchen cooking and by design Shanti was stationed tonight – she wanted to eat her cake and have it too, it was first night mood and she picked out the white saree from her fiend's closet and asked Veronica to do quick pedicure work on all parts of her body especially anal and the crevice between the two crucial holes – she knew what was to be done there – and it was not going to be easy for him to refuse her today.

Shanti knew that Kamesh and Veronica would fuck incessantly for a week till, in the end, both were drained and exhausted. Their love and lust was so intense that it threatened to consume their beings, and they seldom fucked except by careful design. Instead, both contented their natural sexual urges by fucking right inside the house with Aruna very much around. Shanti was glad for it. It told million about the lecher he was and how much infidelity in him and adulterous she was – both sinners and extremely sexually liberated animals.

The evening arrived – and he did not have much to resist – he tried to fondle and rub his hands around the maid in the kitchen when the pussy in the stunning dress showed up and radiated – and after collecting some butter and milk and some cut fruits left for the bedroom "Hi – am retiring to your bedroom for today – you can say Good night later if you want to sleep with me" she winked.

Shanti closed her eyes on the bed and pictured Kamesh's cock.

It would be dark and thick, too thick to take fully in her mouth, too thick even to encircle fully in her fingers. It would be long and strong, pulsating, dark, thick-veined. She could almost feel it now, touching her cunt-lips, gently prising them open, than spreading them wider and wider to receive its immensity, then piercing through, touching her very soul. She ached for it, for that beautiful enormity to invade her flesh and plough into her body mercilessly tormenting her and driving her to fits of passion that no one else could. She knew that she would love every inch of his body and his cock, every vein, every curve and contour; and she would love his cock with her mouth, her face, her breasts, her cunt, her anus, her entire being.

Soon our man came and he was there – completely naked with cock protruding and he drew her closer and her body warmed at the touch of his hands on her naked midriff. His head bent to hers and her eyes fluttered shut, her lips parting slowly under his. His lips met hers, brushed them, then slowly he drew the lower one between his and sucked on it. His tongue invaded her mouth slowly, gliding between her lips and flicking against her own and she groaned deep in her throat as her excitement mounted. His hands slid up over her short, tight silk blouse to cup her breasts. As he squeezed the fleshy mounds gently, marveling at their superb contours, relishing the feel and weight and shape of them filling his hands, they grew hot and hard and swelled, her nipples stiffening quickly. His lips slid down over her mouth, down the line of her neck and throat and he slid the *pallu* of her *silk sari* of her shoulder. His lips and tongue trickled into the deep valley between her breasts, and his hands and fingers stroked her bare belly, caressing it just above her pubis, gently sliding around to her buttocks, back again to her thighs. He flicked open the buttons of her blouse and opened the top two.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

He bent his head and his tongue explored the deep vale between her breasts. Shanti trembled in excitement. His hot breath seared on her nipple through the thin material of the blouse and she shuddered in excitement, arching her head. Her nipple quivered between his lips. He tugged at it gently with his teeth, rolled it between them. She gasped as the fires leapt to her groin. He moved to the other breast, kneading the first in his fingers. Shanti unbuttoned his loose shirt with trembling fingers. She pulled it off and, moaning softly, caressed his sculpted chest. His hands slid down her smooth back and he tugged at her *sari*. It unraveled and fell to her feet with the softest of whispers. She was naked under it and his hands slid over her firm, flat buttocks and slender thighs. She trembled and bent her head to his chest, licking his nipple. He sighed softly. Her tongue swirled over the tough little knot of flesh, and then her lips flowered around it and she sucked gently.

Kamesh sighed in pleasure as tiny flames of pleasure leapt from his nipples and coursed through his magnificent frame. He cupped her cunt and was delighted to find it already wet. She groaned and her legs shuffled apart, her cunt-lips opening for him. He arched a finger into her slit and she whimpered deep in her throat, moving to his other nipple, her hips swaying and writhing erotically.

Shanti began to move lower and Kamesh murmured in pleasure as her tongue and lips snaked down his torso. He slid his hands into her blouse and cupped her swollen breasts, flicked her rigid nipples, kneeling before him, Shanti nuzzled his crotch. She moaned softly and kissed the enormous bulge between his thighs. Slowly, her hands crawled up to the clasp of his trousers. She flipped it open and slowly pulled down his fly and stretched it open in a wide V. She moaned at the sight of his mammoth shaft tucked neatly in the fly; he wore no underwear. Her lips parted hungrily and her eyes glittered with lust, her nostrils flaring. Kamesh knew the signs well and he smiled gently. Whimpering in excitement, Shanti pressed her lips to the base of his shaft as she pulled his trousers open and tugged them down his legs. They puddled at his ankles and his limp cock hung before her face, gargantuan, glorious, gorgeous, Shanti thrilled with lust at the mere sight of it. She joined her palms from heel to the tip of her little finger, forming an open, shallow cup, such as ***** priests are wont to use in rituals. She cupped his shaft in her palms, the cock-head between her wrists, and lifted it gently to her parted lips. Kamesh reached down and rolled back his foreskin, watching her with a slight smile. Her face was suffused with excitement, her eyes half-closed. She was almost in a devotional trance. Slowly, her lips parted further and her tongue slid out and coiled sinuously around his bulging cock-head. He murmured softly. It felt wonderful. She licked it again, moaning deep in her throat and slowly, her lips inched towards it. He waited patiently. Her lips pressed to his cock-head, then parted and slowly slid down around it. He murmured as he felt her tongue at work on his cock-head in her mouth. She raked her fingernails up and down his shaft, cupped his balls lovingly.

The shaft of his penis was shorn smoothly to the base; his scrotum was shaved clean. He did this because, for one so hugely endowed, it was essential to ensure no discomfort to his partner, especially if he was sodomizing her - which he fully intended to do to Shanti. She loved having her butt fucked and he did it better than anyone else. The shaven cock-shaft also heightened his enjoyment. Kamesh sighed in pleasure as her warm, moist mouth engulfed his cock-head. She sucked cock like few women could, with longing and deep, genuine desire and relish. His belly rippled and he focused his mind on his groin, savoring the exquisite pleasure of her lips and tongue on his cock-head, her fingernails and teeth raking his thick shaft. Slowly, his cock stirred, warmed, filled with blood and lust. It grew longer and thicker and hotter and harder in her mouth, distending her face. Shanti moaned softly, sucking insistently, rising with his cock, her hands lifting her breasts erotically. Kamesh murmured in pleasure and fucked her mouth slowly and heavily, holding her face in both hands and rocking her head back and forth between his legs.

His cock felt heavenly, hot and thick and hard, throbbing with lust, musky and erotic. Shanti's head swam with excitement and she sucked it lovingly, with mounting desire. Slowly, her head rose and she moved higher, kissing his belly, tonguing his navel, and guided his cock into her cleavage inside her blouse. Kamesh sighed as she squeezed her breasts over his penis. "Mmm, yes ... that's nice," he murmured.

She groaned, rubbing her breasts over his shaft, raking it with her nipples. He could feel her long *mangalsutra* and gold necklace rippling against the shaft of his cock and it felt very sexy.

"Kamesh ... please ... cream in my face ... and on my tits ... "

How could he refuse? He smiled gently and nodded.

Shanti slipped his penis out of her blouse. Smiling seductively, she lifted her hands behind her neck and released the clasp of her long *mangalsutra*. Kamesh watched, intrigued, waiting patiently. Her eyes dancing mischievously, she twisted it once round his shaft and then looped it over his hips, fixing the clasp in the small of his back. Now her *mangalsutra* was his girdle, the twin-cupped pendant nestled under his shaft against his balls. "That's better," she murmured, licking his cock-head. "That's very sexy."

Kamesh chuckled softly. If it turned her on, he saw no reason to object. On her knees, she leaned away, on hand outstretched, palm on the floor by her calves, her breasts thrust up. She guided his penis into her blouse again, this time from beneath, past the lower hem, so that it tunneled through her cleavage and the cock-head popped out in the neck of her blouse, towards her face.

She smiled sexily and her mouth opened and she craned her neck, questing for his cock. Kamesh was deeply aroused. Shanti rocked slowly on her knees with her hands behind her legs and her back curved and breasts thrust upward. As she moved, her breasts squeezed over his shaft, masturbating him. At the same time, her mouth was open and his cock-head was between her lips. And his penis was festooned by her *mangalsutra*.

Kamesh grunted in pleasure and fucked her breasts and face. Bent backward on her knees before him, Shanti sucked and licked his penis greedily, moaning as the heavy shaft rasped between her breasts. Her nipples were hard with lust, her breasts heavy and swollen. Kamesh pumped his hips rhythmically back and forth. She thought the sight of her *mangalsutra* on his hips, the pendant on his balls was infinitely erotic. She sucked his penis languorously, almost lazily, swirling her tongue over the swollen cock-head, rocking back and forth. Kamesh savored the gentle burgeoning of his prick as he pumped his hips back and forth at his sister-in-law. Finally, murmuring in pleasure, he allowed himself the pleasure of surrender. His cock throbbed and quivered. Shanti sensed his orgasm and opened her mouth wide, his cock-head resting on her lower lip. Jizz spurted suddenly from the slit in his cock-head and flooded her mouth. Shanti moaned and swallowed his spout, thick trails of it dribbling over her chin and cheeks. He slid out of her breast-sheath and she shook his cock in her fist, more gunk spurt out and spattered her face. She pointed it to her cleavage and jerked it vigorously. Jizz dribbled between her breasts. She squeezed her breasts over his cock again. Murmuring softly, she caressed her gunk-spattered face with his penis.

"It looks very sexy, with my *mangalsutra*," she murmured. "I want to suck your cock again."

"Later," he grunted, pushing her head away. "Enough for now I think."

"Never say that," Shanti giggled. "Not about your cock."

He laughed and they fell to the floor, kissing and fondling each other. He unbuttoned her silk first night blouse and pulled it off, how many times he had mauled this blouse off Aruna and now he was peeling it off her friend's torso, squeezing her hot breasts, sticky with his seed. He massaged his cum into her flesh, her aureoles, pinched her nipples. She shivered and writhed. He kissed her deeply, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She sucked on his tongue and her hands roamed his body, tracing its superb contours, caressing his flesh, crawling down to his crotch to fondle his penis. He cupped her cunt and she writhed as he split her cunt-lips open and rubbed his knuckle against her clitoris. She gripped his wrist and tried to get him to push a finger - preferably, several into her flesh, but he broke free. His tongue swirled through her ear and then followed the line of her face down to the hollows in her shoulders and slipped lower. Shanti whimpered in pleasure, her face turning to one side. His lips and tongue snaked lower, over her breasts, climbing one swollen crest, dipping into the sticky vale between up the other, running rapidly around the stubby point of the peak. Shanti shuddered and gasped. He sucked on one breast, nibbled the nipple, rubbed it across his teeth and gums and the roof of his mouth and then moved to the other. Squeezing both breasts together, he sucked on her nipples simultaneously. Shanti gasped and arched under him, her hands digging into his thick hair. He plucked her long gold necklace between his lips and rasped it over her nipples. She moaned, twisting and writhing in an agony of pleasure under him. Still squeezing her breasts, he moved lower, nuzzling her belly, tonguing her navel, moving his head between her thighs. Shanti moaned and spread her legs wide apart and stretched her cunt-lips open with the fingers of both hands. Her cunt was dripping wet, its musky, erotic odor made his head swim. His tongue slipped into her crack and Shanti gasped, arching sharply. His tongue was wonderful in her cunt, heavy and warm and hot. It slipped into her cunt-flesh, rippled through the moist softness, flicked like lightning at her gorged clitoris, slipped out, snaked inward again. Shanti gasped and panted in excitement. She clenched his head and moved it round and round between her thighs. Her hips jerked and lurched up and down. Her body snapped back and forth with little jerking motions, as though she was being fucked. Her mouth was open and she groaned and whimpered in pleasure, her head flipping from side to side. Her hands mauled her swollen breasts.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Ohhhhh ... yes ... yes ... oh god yes Kamesh yes! Ohhhhhh yes! Ohhh that's so good ... mmm ... yes ... that's it ... lick me, Kamesh, yes! Ohhh lick my slit Ohhh ma yes!"

Shanti loved being tongue-fucked. The sensations were exquisite, delicate, intense, profound, his tongue rapped and jabbed at her clitoris, flicked it, his teeth nibbled it, his lips sucked it. She gasped and cried out, crushing her breasts in her hands, her hips pumping joyfully up and down the cries frenzied and aroused. Her cunt-juices flowed thick and free and Kamesh lapped them in pleasure, relishing the musky taste of her sex. She was on the verge of an orgasm when he stopped and pulled away. She groaned in despair, her hips twitching and heaving, her breathing ragged, her voice hoarse. He laughed gently and got to his feet again, pulling her up to her knees, pushing his cock at her face. Moaning, Shanti began jerking it one fist and then took it in her mouth and started sucking him again. Now her hunger was sharp and keen and she gripped his hips and sucked his cock deeply and hungrily, her head rocking back and forth between his thighs. He pumped his hips at her face, holding her head and moving it back and forth, reaching down to fondle her swollen breasts. She caressed his balls, tongued them, licked them, smiling to herself at the sight of her *mangalsutra* draped around his hips, twined over his shaft, its amulet against his balls. She scraped his shaft with the *mangalsutra* between her lips and he grunted and pushed his cock into her mouth again. She slid a finger between his buttocks and pressed it to his anus.

"Mm, yeh ... c'mon suck it, bitch," he grunted. "Suck it good ... mm, yeh ... that's it c'mon ... suck it harder ... Ohhh yeh!"

His anus went into spasm and convulsed under the pressure of her finger. That gave her an idea. She stopped sucking him and looked up. "Turn around. And bend over," she murmured. "I want your ass.

He chuckled and obeyed. Turning his back to her, he bent forward over the low bed, his hands flat on the counterpane, his legs spread wide.

Shanti shuffled around till she was behind him, on her knees. She pressed her face between his buttocks. Kamesh moaned softly. His anus was taut, puckered. Her tongue swirled over it. He moaned softly, his pulse quickening with pleasure. He could feel the softness of her face, the smooth skin of her cheeks and the moistness of her tongue between his buttocks. Her tongue rapped at his anus and her fingers stroked his cock and balls gently, deftly. Kamesh's body rippled with lust; his balls surged with excitement. Now Shanti unclasped the *mangalsutra* from the small of his back and drew the two strands between his thighs and up into the cleft between his buttocks. Her lips slid lower, down along the hard ridge of flesh under his anus to his balls. She sucked his balls one by one, flicked them with her tongue in her open mouth. She took the ends of the *mangalsutra* and pressed them to his anus with her fingertip as her head burrowed between his thighs. Now her head was under his cock, tilted back like a suckling calf's, and the *mangalsutra* ran over her cheek and behind her, to his buttocks. She flipped around between his legs and began sucking his cock again and pressed her finger to his asshole.

Kamesh gasped and yielded and she slid the strands into his anus. He flung his head back and moaned loudly.

"Oh fuck yes! Ohhhh yes Shanti yes! Ohhhhh god yes!" he gasped.

Her fingertip slipped into his anus and he groaned, jerking her head back and forth, pumping his hips at her face, his head flung back, his penis throbbing in her mouth. Her finger slid in and out of his anus, twisting and rolling the beads of her *mangalsutra* in his rear channel. The fires in his loins grew and spread. He gasped, his magnificent chest heaving, his face flushed with excitement. Abruptly, she stopped sucking his cock and slipped her finger out of his anus. He groaned. She grinned at him, and ensured that a good bit of her *mangalsutra* was still in his anus. He was about to pull it out when she stopped him.

"Leave it. I want it there. For later."

"Bitch."

"It takes two to tango, stud," she giggled. "That's my insurance."

"For what?"

"To make sure you come inside me."

"Fuck you."

"I certainly hope so."

He grinned and pushed her down on her back on the large, low, well-sprung bed. She giggled at the sight of her *mangalsutra* twined round his cock and balls, embedded in his ass. He scowled at her in feigned irritation. She giggled again, and her laugh was infectious and he laughed with her.

"It looks very cute," she said.

"Married to the cock."

"Mm. C'mon, Kamesh. Let's fuck."

He bent over her and they kissed slowly and deeply, fondling each other's bodies. He cupped her breasts and she caressed his muscular back and deep chest sensuously. He rummaged between her legs and they opened readily for him. Reaching into the drawer of the bedside table, he found a dildo. It was ten inches long, a hollow cylinder with knurls and knobs and spikes and ridges on its surface. Both ends were open, one slightly narrower than the other, so that it tapered. The edges were smoothly rounded. It was one of Shanti's favorites. Her eyes glittered when she saw it in his hands and she opened her legs and pulled her cunt-lips wide with one hand for it.

"Fuck yes, I want that," she muttered. "C'mon, shove it into my slit."

Slowly, Kamesh pressed the tube into her cunt. Shanti gasped and arched, the fingers of one hands keeping her cunt-lips stretched wide, her other hand digging into his shoulders. Her back arched and her mouth jerked open. Kamesh bent his head and sucked her breast, lying on side beside her. He pressed the tube deeper into her. Shanti's head snapped back, her neck craned, her face twisted in a rictus of lust. She squeezed her breasts with her free hand in a frenzy, her other hands clawing her cunt-lips wide. The huge tube tunneled into her flesh, the knobs and ridges and knurls crushing her cunt-flesh and clitoris, the hard spikes bending as they went in, then flipping up inside her to scrape her cunt-flesh gently.

"Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh ohfuckohfuckohfuck ohh yes oh yes oh uh oh oh oh uh oh uh," Shanti gasped, her chest heaving, her body writhing, her hips pumping.

Kamesh slid the dildo deeper and deeper into her and then began to masturbate her with it. His eyes never left her face. Shanti moaned and gasped, writhing and thrashing erotically on the bed by him. Her face was radiant with lust. He kissed her hungrily, immensely aroused by the sight of her. She groaned and caressed her breasts sensuously, hissing in pleasure as he rocked the dildo in and out of her flesh. Her hips pumped and jerked and her body jerked and snapped and rolled gently up and down on the bed. Kamesh sucked her breasts sharply and then, without warning, pressed his lips to the open end of the dildo and started blowing into it. Shanti gasped and cried out and arched steeply, her fingers digging into his hair. His breath was funneled by the dildo and speared her slit like a hot knife. He exhaled sharply, repeatedly, and her body jerked and arched, convulsing frantically. He crushed her breasts in his hands and she groaned, her hips thrust up, quivering in tension as the orgasm neared. Just before it broke, he rose. Her face twisted in rage and then the anger gave way to an expression of incredulous joy and wonder, for he had moved up over her, between her legs, and was slowly squeezing his rigid penis into the tube that impaled her cunt. He grinned down at her.

"Like it?"

"Oh fuck yes!" she gasped in awe as she felt his huge penis stretch the sheath and, through it, her cunt.

His penis squeezed through the sheath, both moving deeper into her, the ridges and knobs and knurls and spikes crushing her cunt-flesh. She gasped and moaned, her breath coming in sharp, heaving, ragged cries as he pushed and tunneled deeper and deeper.

'Oh god yes oh yes oh yes fuck me Ohhhh fuck me yes ohhh god yes Kamesh yes fuck me please ohhh yes!" Shanti gasped.

Now his magnificent body was angled over hers, his arms outstretched, his biceps bulging. On his knees between her thighs, he flexed his buttocks slowly, squeezing his cock deeper still into her flesh. Shanti's head swam with delirious excitement. It was wonderful, the very best fucking, better than with anyone else. She clung to his arms, panting and gasping like a bitch in heat, her chest heaving. Kamesh grinned down at her and pushed his cock deeper into her cunt. She was a fabulous fuck: her cunt was hot and tight as a vice, sucking voraciously and greedily on his mammoth erection and her fair-skinned, curved body throbbed and writhed eagerly for more. Deep in her flesh, he paused.

"Oh ma oh ma oh ma oh ma oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh," Shanti panted.

Her eyes were closed, her lips parted, her nostrils flared and her head was arched. Her chest rose and fell rapidly. Kamesh thought she looked incredibly lovely. He bent his head and dragged his tongue down her face to her breasts. She moaned as he lapped at one stiff nipple, then the other then slowly nibbled on them. Her hips gyrated beneath his.

"Come on, come on, come on," she muttered. "Fuck me, Kamesh, fuck me ... please!"

Gently, he began fucking his wife's best friend with smooth, long strokes, moving his hips steeply up and down, slowly back and forth. His penis moved a full ten inches in its sawing, grating, grinding, spiraling length; and the thick rubber tube rasped and scraped over her cunt-flesh as he moved. His buttocks flexed and un-flexed rhythmically, steadily, unhurriedly. His penis crushed her cunt-flesh. Beneath him, Shanti gasped and panted, her back arching and falling in a rhythm that matched his thrusts. Kamesh watched the spasms of lust and pleasure on her face, moving slowly and unhurriedly. She dug her hands into his thick biceps, her forearms along his. Her breasts were hot and swollen. Her cunt was incredible: hot and tight and wet, convulsing and cramping powerfully on his piston like penis.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Ohhh Kamesh yes! Ohhh god yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Ohhh ... uhhh ... Ohhhh ... uhhh ... ohhh uhhh ohh uhh ohhh uhhh ohhh uhhh ohhh uhhh uhhh uhhh uhhh uhhh ohhh uhhh yes!" she gasped.

Her body rocked and jerked and her breasts jiggled and bounced with his thrusts. Kamesh kept moving with an utterly steady, metronomic action, his penis sliding in and out, in and out in and out. Shanti's head rolled from side to side and she whimpered deliriously. His mammoth penis, sheathed in the hard rubber tube, crushed and plundered her flesh, filling her cunt to bursting. She could feel the extraordinary heat and hardness of him. Whimpering her hips and cunt heaving rhythmically under his, she smiled sensuously at him, caressing his handsome face, his deep chest.

Arching her head, she licked his small, hard nipples. Her hands slid down his back to his buttocks and she began toying with the *mangalsutra* that was still half-embedded in his anus. Kamesh smiled, grunting in pleasure, as she moved it in and out of his ass with her fingertip and then slowly began to draw it out. The release in pressure was exquisitely erotic. He groaned and pressed his cock deeper into her flesh, making her moan and arch in delight under him. The *mangalsutra* twined in her fingers, she caressed his body and back and arms. Kamesh's rhythm did not vary and Shanti whimpered deliriously; it was incredible, this relentless, demanding, driving fucking.

Kamesh paused and slipped the sheath of his cock. Shanti waited, whimpering, gasping and panting under him. Slowly, he slid into her again. She gasped, arching hard as his huge penis tunneled into her flesh, hot and hard. It felt wonderful, having his naked cock in her cunt at last. She groaned, and her hips churned hard against his. He fucked her for several minutes in that position, with the same, steady, unvarying rhythm. And then he began to move faster. Beneath him, Shanti cried out, her body twisting and lurching and writhing as the huge penis plundered her flesh. His buttocks flexed and un-flexed and his hips rose and fell in a mesmerizing, rapid rhythm. His cock appeared and disappeared into her flesh, pushing and squeezing and tunneling and burrowing and plowing in deeper and deeper.

"Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh ma uh oh ma oh ma oh ma oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh," Shanti panted deliriously, her head whipping from side to side.

"C'mon, take it, take it, bitch, take it, take my prick, whore take it! Oh fuck yes oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck yes oh fuck yes oh fuck yes take it *rundi, chul saali rahnd chul*!"

His words burned in her ears. He bent his head and thrust his tongue into her mouth. She arched her body under his, her breasts hot under his chest. She gripped his face, her *mangalsutra* twined in her fingers, and kissed him feverishly, sucked his earlobe, swirled her tongue lasciviously through his ear in an utterly wanton gesture.

"Harder," she gasped. "Fuck me harder, Kamesh! Fuck me like a whore!" He grunted and rose on his outstretched arms and knees. Flinging his head back, gasping loudly, he started ramming and reaming his cock into his sister-in-law's flesh. His hips snapped rapidly back and forth and his huge penis plunged went faster and faster, in and out of her cunt, till he was entering her at a furious, ramming pace. His knees levered her thighs wide and Shanti lay pinned under him, her body jerking and rocking violently with his thrusts. Her orgasm loomed and then broke in a series of crashing, back to back orgasms. Her cunt convulsed frantically on his penis. Groaning, he slowed abruptly and skewered her heavily, with a cruel, rolling twist of his hips that made his penis enter her from all angles. She gasped and cried out, her hands crushing her breasts in an erotic frenzy and then, abruptly, he resumed ram-fucking her. Shanti cried out thinly, her face contorting and twisting with lust as the huge cock hammered into her flesh. Her orgasm intensified and dragged on.

Finally, it ebbed and he slipped out of her cunt and turned her over onto her front. Shanti moaned thickly, her body still trembling with tension. Kamesh leaned over, his lips hot on her skin. She was sweating and strands of hair clung damply to the nape of her neck. His hard penis throbbed against her buttocks. He shoved his hands under her body and cupped her breasts, squeezing them hard. She groaned. Her face was turned on one side. He tongued her ear, sucked her lobe, kissed her deeply. He pressed his penis into the cleft between her buttocks. Shanti murmured softly as she felt the huge cock-head at her anus.

"I want your ass," he murmured. "I want to fuck your butt."

Shanti loved being sodomized. The erotic sensations of being fucked in the ass were unmatched; and no one did it better than Kamesh, with his monstrous penis and awesome skill. Incredibly, there was never pain, just wave after wave of intense pleasure. She spread her legs, squirming, lifting her buttocks. Kamesh chuckled.

"Later," he murmured. "After I finish with your cunt."

Kneeling behind her, he pulled her up onto her knees and forearms. Shanti groaned as he caressed her body, fondling her swollen, pendulous breasts, her belly, her hips, her buttocks and thighs. Her knees spread and he pressed his penis between her buttocks to her cunt. She groaned softly when she felt the fierce heat of the cock-head at her cunt-lips; and then, with a loud moan, flexing his buttocks and swinging his hips, he thrust into her smoothly and deeply. Shanti gasped sharply as the enormous penis burst into her cunt, surging swiftly deep into her body. Her head snapped up, her mouth jerked open in a wide 'O' and her body lurched forward.

"Ohmaunh AHHHHHHHHH!" she gasped. "Oh ma oh ma oh ma OHHH!"

"Yeh ... ohfuckyes!" Kamesh breathed as her cunt convulsed frantically on his hard, throbbing penis, squeezing it eagerly. Shanti's face creased in radiant pleasure. Moaning, she swung her hips gently in circular motion, mashing her cunt-flesh with his cock, spiraling backward onto his penis. "C'mon Kamesh fuck me fuck me ... please ... fuck me," she whimpered.

Grunting in pleasure, his fingertips in the small of her back, Kamesh fucked her steadily and swiftly. His hips swung back and forth in an undulating, curving action so that his penis sawed in and out of her cunt like a scimitar. Shanti moaned and cried out, rocking and jerking under him, her body swinging back and forth, her heavy, swollen breasts bouncing. Kamesh grabbed her *mangalsutra* from the bed where she had abandoned it and, flipping it over her neck again, twined his fingers in it and then cupped her breasts. Shanti gasped as the hard, cold metal bit into her aching, rigid nipples. "Oh yes! Ohh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me Kamesh! Fuck me harder!" she gasped.

They moved faster and faster and his penis appeared and disappeared between the creamy curves of her buttocks. Her breasts wobbled and swung with her necklaces. Her buttocks bounced off his thighs. He gripped her breasts and jerked her back and forth on his cock dragging her cunt down deeper and deeper, burying his burning penis in her hot, wet cunt-flesh. Her cunt convulsed and cramped in a frenzy of his penis and he groaned. She shoved a hand under her thighs and squeezed his balls eagerly.

Gasping in pleasure, Kamesh leaned forward over her, his hips pummeling her buttocks, and gripped her pendulous breasts. Shanti whimpered in joy and her buttocks writhed erotically under him. She turned her face to his and he kissed her hungrily, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth. Her breasts were hot and swollen in his hands, the nipples rigid. Kamesh crushed his cock deeper into her cunt.

With shuddering moan, Shanti orgasm, her cunt biting down on his sawing penis.

Kamesh gasped and grimaced, his handsome head flung back, his muscular body corded, sheathed with sweat. Holding her hips, he jerked her body back and forth greedily, yanking her cunt up and down the length of his shaft. Shanti moaned thickly, her head hanging between her arms.

At last he slowed and sank back on his haunches, his cock still inside her, bringing her body upright on her knees. She knelt in front of him, his cock deep in her cunt his hands on her swollen breasts. She tilted her face back and looped an arm over his neck. He kissed her, licked her armpit sucked her breast. She moaned writhing out her buttocks on his lap. "God I love your cock in my slit," she whimpered.

"And I love your cunt on my prick," he smiled, licking her nipple.

Kamesh squeezed and fondled her swollen breasts. Shanti whimpered, writhing in pleasure on his lap, and kissed him hungrily, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. His penis throbbed in her slit. Groaning, she arched her head and, leaning forward on her outstretched arms, began to move her body back and forth, sliding her cunt up and down the length of his immense shaft.

As her cunt went into a spasm and convulsed on his penis, squeezing eagerly on its thickness and hard heat. Kamesh crushed her breasts and moved her body up and down on his penis. They moved faster, their bodies rocking and jerking with rising urgency, her cunt sliding steeply up and down the length of his immense tumescence. Kamesh squeezed her heavy, swollen breasts and rolled them in his palms. Shanti moaned and ground her cunt around on his cock.

"Fuck me fuck me... yes ... fuck me Kamesh ... ohhhh god yes!"

"C'mon, take it! Take it Shanti, take my cock!" he grunted, swirling his tongue through her ear.

Shanti trembled and moaned and arched her head. "Ohhh yes! Ohhh god yes! Fuck me! Fuck me Kamesh yes ... ohhh god yes!" she gasped.

She whimpered and moaned as another orgasm rocked her body. Her cunt convulsed on his cock and her hips sank down deeply. Her face jerked upward and she gasped loudly, her back arching stiffly. Kamesh crushed her swollen breasts and tugged at her nipples. She shuddered and writhed on his lap. He waited patiently as the orgasm ebbed.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Now," he grunted his tongue in her ear. "Now I want your ass, bitch. I want to fuck your butt. Come on."

Shanti groaned thickly. Her head swam with pleasure and excitement. She enjoyed being sodomized and no one did it better than her brother-in-law. Gasping, she slid off his penis and she leaned forward again, pressing her shoulders to the bed, lifting her buttocks and hips high. She spread her knees wide apart and her buttocks creased open, exposing her tender anus to his view. Kamesh chuckled softly and caressed the narrow opening. Shanti writhed at his touch. Bending, he pressed his face to her butt and rimmed her ass with his tongue. She groaned loudly, her face turned on side on the bed. Her anus was musky and erotic to the taste. Her buttocks writhed in pleasure as he ran his tongue round and round the puckered flesh, pressing inward.

He rose and straddled her hips in a deep, strong squat, his knees bent. Shanti tensed as he pressed his penis between her buttocks. The enormity of his cock-head was at her anus.

"Set?" he murmured.

She nodded. Slowly, he flexed his buttocks. His hips slid forward. The huge cock-head pressed at the tight flesh of her anus, pushed through. The cock-head popped into her rear-channel.

"Ohunhhohunhunhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The breath whooshed from Shanti's throat. She dug her fingers into the rich counterpane. Her face contorted in a rictus of lust, her mouth wide open, her eyes squeezed shut, her lips drawn back over her strong, white, even teeth. Her neck jerked back and her body arched inward. Her buttocks stiffened, quivered, tensed. Kamesh paused with his cock-head in her asshole. "You okay?" he murmured softly. "Shall I stop?"

Shanti gasped and shook her head. "No ... for god's sake don't ... stop ... shove it all in Kamesh ... slowly ..."

Kamesh took his time. Few women could receive the immensity of his penis in their cunts, let alone in their anuses. Shanti was one of the exceptions. He knew that she loved this as much as he, and would want his entirety in her anus. Gently, unhurriedly, he slid himself deeper into her anal channel. The sensations of her brother-in-law's monstrous penis squeezing and crushing through her anal flesh were overwhelming. Waves of pleasure racked her body. Shanti gasped and moaned, rocking and swaying gently back and forth and from side to side. Deeper and deeper he went, his cock seemingly endless, pushing and probing the innermost recesses of her being. Her belly and anus ached and her body throbbed with hot lust. His hands slid gently up her flanks and cupped her succulent breasts. She groaned and pressed herself into his hard hands. Thrusting an arm under her body, she squeezed his heavy balls.

"Ohh ... uhhh ... ohhhh ... uhhh ... ohhh yes ... yes ... oh god yes, Kamesh, yes ... do it ... fuck me, baby ... fuck my ass!" Shanti panted.

Bent over her, his body angled steeply forward, his hands clenching and squeezing her breasts in excitement, Kamesh began fucking Shanti's ass. It convulsed frenetically on his throbbing penis, making him groan in pleasure. "Take it ... fuck yes! Take it all, whore, take my prick!" he gasped.

Slowly, he slid his hips back, un-flexed his buttocks. His penis slid outward, and Shanti gasped at the exquisite release in pressure. Out and out he went, till just the tip of his cock-head remained in her anus. She moaned and her buttocks rose eagerly, splitting open wantonly.

"Shove it in, Kamesh!" she gasped. "Shove it in again! Oh! Uhhh OHHHHH uhhh OHHH yes OHHHHHHHH yes-yes-yes!"

Kamesh slid his throbbing cock into her anus again, and Shanti the Tamil Iyer Whore – a very sexy faced woman gasped thickly, her body bending and arching, sliding forward under his thrust. Slowly, he slid out and in again, stroking gently and smoothly in and out of her clone rear channel. Shanti felt giddy with pleasure. His cock was enormous and it plowed deeply in and out of her anus with a smooth, slow, mesmerizing rhythm. She masturbated frantically, flicking her gorged clitoris with two fingers. Her buttocks writhed and shook as he impaled her asshole again and again. Her body rocked and swung with his motions. On and on he went, taking his time, sodomizing her unhurriedly and thoroughly.

"C'mon, bitch, c'mon ... take it ... uhhh yeh! Take it all, whore! Take it! Come on ... come on ... *come on*!"

His buttocks flexed and un-flexed rhythmically. His hips rocked back and forth. His enormous penis glistened and gleamed as it stroked slowly in and out of her asshole, appearing and disappearing between the creamy curves of her buttocks. He was bent steeply forward astride her, his hands crushing her breasts and, under him, her buttocks raised high, her shoulders pinned to the bed, Shanti moaned and gasped, her body rocking back and forth, sliding up and down the sheets with his thrusts. Between her legs, her fingers worked her cunt and clitoris frantically. Her hips swayed and trembled and shook with excitement as her orgasm neared.

"Ohhhh ... yes! Ohhh fuck yes! Fuck me! Fuck my ass Kamesh Ohhh uhhh OHH OH OH OH OHHHHH yes! Ohhh god yes! Yes! Yes!"

With a shuddering gasp, Shanti had a prolonged orgasm. Her cunt convulsed on her pumping finger and, simultaneously, her anus contracted in a frenzy state on his penis. Kamesh gasped and slid deeper into her, his handsome head arching back. Burying himself in her anus, he waited, savouring the exquisite pleasure of her orgasm. It ebbed slowly and he began moving again, fucking her butt once more, moving gently and steadily. The fires in his loins were uncontainable and, within seconds, he let himself go. The heat poured from his cock and she gasped as the searing jizz spurted into her asshole. Slowly, still ejaculating, he pulled out of her and spattered her buttocks and anus and cunt-lips with his jizz. Shanti gasped softly. He groaned in relief and gingerly squeezed his cock into her anus again. Shanti moaned thickly. Her body sagged to the bed and Kamesh bent over her, his legs spread wide, his cock embedded deep in her anus, and kissed her neck and tongued her ear. She writhed under him. Slowly, he pulled out of her.

A few minutes later, he was on his back and she turned and slid over him and kissed him deeply. Her breasts were hot and heavy on his chest. He caressed her body tenderly.

"God, I love fucking you, so lucky to have you today finally, slightly guilty of cheating Aruna" he murmured, sucking her lip.

"That makes two of us, I am also doing the same cheating her, but it started with you straying and making it with Veronica." she smiled, her nipples hardening in his hands.

"I want to fuck again." There she was in all her bare essentials – Veronica demanding her pound for the night.

"Crazy whore." Shouted Shanti at Veronica.

"Mm. But lucky, I got him first" Veronica was not to lose her shirt so easily.

"If you say so come on join the party."

"I do," Veronica murmured and began to snake down his body, kissing his chest, licking and sucking his nipples, going down to take his semi-erect penis between her breasts.

She squeezed them in a warm, tight sheath over his cock and he could feel the hardness of her nipples scraping his shaft. Then she slid down and her lips opened and her tongue swirled out. Kamesh craned his neck and watched, his lust mounting, as she began sucking his cock again so soon after his interlude with her mistress Shanti.

Shanti moaned softly watching the maid as she bent her head over Kamesh's lap. Holding his erect cock in one hand, she pumped the shaft eagerly. Her face was tilted to one side and Kamesh saw that it was radiant and soft with lust. Her lips parted and her tongue swirled over his cock-head. His penis was tangy and musky, erotic with the combined tastes of her cunt and ass and his jizz. She cradled his cock in an open palm and wound her tongue languorously around his cock-head. Kamesh groaned in pleasure. Whimpering and keening softly, as Veronica took his cock-head in her mouth and began to suck it gently, Shanti placed her mouth on the balls. Kamesh gasped at the touch. He caressed her face and breasts and then, as her sucking grew in ardor and intensity, held her head and rocked it up and down over his lap, pumping his hips under her face.

"Oh fuck yes! God yes ... c'mon suck it! Suck it, whores Suck my cock and Balls!" he groaned.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 04

Kamesh had Shanti completely in his fold and firm grip– she pined for his prick and for a short period moved permanently with him – but then society starts talking and it became difficult to continue the act in his house – he was a smart guy – he had a penthouse without the knowledge of his spouse on rent a few months ago – he had taken it for his friend Ripu who came frequently down from Delhi and copulated with women he had taken up in the city, now it came to his use and what surprised him delightfully was the apparatus Ripu had installed in the bedroom of the penthouse –a whole video recording system and playback while conveniently relaxing back in the bed. Kamesh was going to enjoy this and the payback was Ripu at some time was going to have Shanti hook line and sinker – all her holes and in all shapes and also all the other sluts including her sister and Veronica.

Well – that was contemplated and now Shanti was giving up work husband and even Ratan Chitra and others for this latest flavor in her life – Kamesh. He was desirable and undisputed lust for him was surging and absorbing her completely – and she was sure to quench all her thirst of sex in this man – and make him her slave or become his slave – it was not clear which was the equation, but as it unfolded she had little left to betray of her desire and extreme lust for Kamesh. She felt satiated and completely filled up with him. And Kamesh was using this opportunity of his wife away suitably and fruitfully. He had applied to work from home and with no responsibility back home – this penthouse became a hub of the sexual calisthenics.

Everything was just the way Kamesh liked it.

Up there was his wife's best friend and his favorite slut who was hot, naked, and wild, poised sexily above him. His favorite brandy was warm and exhilarating inside him. The plush bedroom was lit just right, his favorite music was playing in the background, and huge mirrors were hanging in place above the big, round bed. And his expensive, sophisticated video recorder system was capturing it all on tape. Kamesh glanced to the side of the bed for a moment and caught a glimpse of the big TV screen with the lovely image of Shanti languidly fingering herself to orgasm.

He watched her slim fingers slowly dipping in and out of the brown slit between her long, loving legs. He heard her lust-filled voice coming through the speakers in gasps and sighs.

It had been several weeks since he had made that film, he remembered. He turned his head, propping up a silk pillow, and gazed at the reflection in the bright, strategically placed mirror at the foot of the bed. There was Shanti's lovely face again.

This time he viewed a reflection, but in the present and this time he saw her face flushed and excited and heard her moaning and gasping as she engulfed his swollen cock in her mouth. He watched contentedly. His cock felt wonderful in that hot, velvety mouth. She was as wildly turned on by sex as he was, just as promiscuous and just as daring, and he had never found anyone that could suck his long, thick pecker like she could. He enjoyed the show, watching first the taped Shanti playing with her wet, dark-haired pussy, then returning to the image of the real Shanti with her dark haired head bobbing up and down on his throbbing cock. He groaned deeply as he watched and felt her tongue lap hot circles around the bulbous head of his prick. The smooth dark of her tongue looked and felt beautiful against the red skin of his un-circumcised penis.

Kamesh grasped her thigh and pulled it closer to his head. She was kneeling with her full, dusky ass facing him. She raised her thigh as he pulled it toward him and straddled his head with her luscious hips, not missing a stroke on his cock as she did so, here was the third view that Kamesh had at his command -- Shanti's fragrant, hot pussy spread out invitingly right in front of his sex-flushed face and hungry mouth.

Her dark pubic hair was soft and fine, and framed her plump pussy-lips and tightly puckered anus.

He stared at the beautiful, juicy sight for a long moment before taking his first taste of her wet cunt.

Grasping the smooth, cool flesh of her buttocks, he spread her ass-cheeks and exposed even more of her lovely pussy. He saw her cunt open, her asshole spread, and her swollen clit strain from between her turgid pussy-lips as he pressed his face into her steaming crotch.

Shanti released an ecstatic groan as she felt Kamesh's skilled tongue touch her excited cunt. She sucked harder on the head of his cock, straining to get more of his massive prick into her mouth as he began to excite her juicy pussy.

Kamesh pressed his tongue lightly against Shanti's clit and licked smoothly up through the humid valley of her cunt, into her dripping hole, and onto her flexing asshole -- where he lingered for a moment to tantalize the wrinkled pucker. He then swept his tongue quickly back through the hot cleft of her cunt, pressing more firmly this time, and plucked the throbbing clit into his mouth, sucking hard.

"Aaaaahhhhh ... that's right ... suck my clit, Kamesh ... suck it hard!" she cried, her mouth involuntarily leaving his cock as the delicious feelings in her loins swept through her entire body. She sucked his cock back into her quivering mouth, pulling him in deeper this time as he continued to tease her clit. He knew the way she liked it. He kept a steady pressure on that swollen bud of clit-flesh, feeling it throb and move, and then began to flick lightly and maddeningly with the tip of his tongue.

Keeping the hot little love-button trapped with his lips, he vibrated it expertly with his tongue. He felt the warm sensation of his cock going deeper and deeper into her mouth in return. "Uuuuummmmm," she moaned her mouth and throat stuffed with Kamesh's cock. She was going wild with lust. Kamesh's hot mouth sucking and manipulating that most sensitive part of her cunt was unleashing all her passion. With her animal desires blazing, she fought back the reflex to gag and pressed her head down farther on Kamesh's long cock, letting it slide all the way into herthroat. Her lips pressed against his pubic hair as she gulped and sucked on his hot prick. The moans came from Kamesh now as he felt her consume his entire cock. He let her throbbing clit escape from his sucking mouth and began again to lap his tongue through the entire hot, wet region of her loins he licked in long strokes, massaging her burning crotch from clit to asshole.

His actions were becoming more and more frenzied, and he could no longer pull his face away from her pussy to look at her erotic image in the mirror or on the television screen. He knew that as they each sucked and licked, the video recorder was capturing every moment of their bliss on tape. Shanti was on the brink of orgasm. Kamesh could tell by the way his cock was deep in her throat, and by the way her hips were starting to buck and twitch above his face. He could also tell by the way her cunt-hole was squeezing his tongue as he plunged deep into her pussy, and by the way her asshole was flexing excitedly. He knew that now was the time to push her over the edge of bliss -- before he came and while she was at the peak of her passion. He again captured her twitching clit between his lips and massaged and pulled firmly on her small dark bud. He felt the tiny center of passion throb as he pulled, her hot pussy-flesh stretching and straining as he clamped down more firmly. "Aaaaahhhh ... uuuuhhhh!" His skillful manipulation of herclit did the trick. Her head was raised above his cock, her facea mask of passion as she howled and moaned in the ecstasy of her orgasm. As her orgasm gradually faded, Shanti relaxed her lust-tightened body. She hung her head back between Kamesh's legs and sucked gently just at the head of his bloated cock. She sucked with her eyes closed, a placid, satisfied expression on her face. Kamesh took one last, loving lick at her tightly flexed asshole and gently pushed her hips forward. She knew just what he wanted her to do. All that was needed was a hint. She crept forward slowly on her knees, still straddling Kamesh's body. He watched with pleasure the lovely scene her spread ass-cheeks made as they shifted from side to side, opening and closing to reveal her asshole and the dark-haired pouch of her pussy- lips.

Kamesh looked again at the TV screen. The image was still that of Shanti finger fucking. The scene was farther along now and her actions were less relaxed and more feverish. One hand was at hertits, kneading her soft, white tit-flesh while pulling at her erect nipples. Her other hand was still between her smooth thighs, her fingers alternately plucking at her clit, dipping into her twat, tantalizing her asshole. Her face now had the expression of a woman totally absorbed in the wonderful task of jerking off and doing a very good job of it. Shanti's hips were now poised over Kamesh's cock -- it waved erect, pointing straight at her luscious loins. Reaching between her legs, Shanti spread her hanging cunt-lips with her fingers. She pulled them widely apart, opening her twat for Kamesh's ten-inch prick. She slowly lowered herself until the head of his large tool was just touching the inner opening of her pussy. She released her hold on her cunt-flaps and her pussy-lips surrounded the head of his cock with warm wetness. "Uuummmmm ... you're hot tonight, baby," Kamesh groaned as thread of his cock was engulfed by her warm pussy.

"Just feel this," Shanti said lustily. "If you think my pussy is hot on the outside, it's boiling on the inside!" She relaxed her hips and allowed herself to descend smoothly and steadily, his prick sliding straight into her cunt. Her hands went involuntarily to her smooth belly as she felt a wonderful sensation of fullness.

Kamesh's hot cock was a perfect fit in her tight pussy. She lowered her hips until she was resting on Kamesh's pelvis, his cock buried to the hilt in the warm folds of her flesh. "Ooooohhhhh ... that's good ... can you feel how hot it is?" she asked in a hoarse, passion-filled voice as she enjoyed the tightly stuffed feeling in her deep pussy. She watched herself in the mirror at the foot of the bed. She had a full frontal view of her lovely body. Her long dark hair fell down on her shoulders. Her tits were taut and uplifted with jutting dark nipples. Her slim waist tapered out to full hips with the soft patch of her dark pubic hair at the base of her belly pressing into the blackhair that encircled the base of Kamesh's cock.

"Yeah, baby," Kamesh answered. "It's boiling ... it's boiling hot in there!" Kamesh was enjoying the wonderful tight heat of her pussy and admiring his triple view of Shanti at the same time. Heturned his head away from the TV screen where Shanti was now beginning to probe her pussy with a large blue dildo. He looked down at his hips where she squatted with her flawless back and achingly beautiful ass facing toward him. He could see the base of his cock encircled by the turgid lips of her cunt, and her asshole nestled against his pubic hair, as she held his cock all the way inside her pussy. Turning his head slightly sideways, he was able to see her front side reflected in the mirror at the foot of the bed. She was stroking her tits, lightly pinching her swollen nipples as she watched her reflection and relished the feeling of his big cock inside her loins. He could see his balls pulled tightly up against the base of his cock, directly under the triangle of dark hair at the apex of her lower belly.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She raised her body smoothly and slowly. His cock appeared, inch by inch, sliding wetly out of her pussy. It was red and glistening from the heat and wetness of her cunt. The lips of her cunt adhered to the smooth skin of his cock as she raised her hips higher. Her cunt seemed to suck at the prick that stretched her inflamed, dark lips. She stopped at the point where only the head of his burning tool was enclosed in the moist folds of her pussy-flesh.

"How does it feel in there tonight, honey?" she purred knowing how he loved that first complete immersion in her twat. She flexed the mouth of her cunt as she held her body steady, squeezing his hard cock-head.

"Oh, yeah ... it's good tonight, baby," Kamesh groaned, closing his eyes tightly from the biting sensation of her pussy squeezing his red, swollen cock-head. She's one in a million, he thought to himself. The only girl I've ever fucked who could control her pussy that way.

She began lowering herself again, her pussy sucking in his cock. He watched with pleasure as the huge head of his massive prick first stretched her pussy-lips to their widest point, then moved smoothly on through to her hot, tight cunt. He had always been amazed at the ease with which she could consume his cock with her mouth or her cunt. Even her ass could take in the whole thing -- but not quite as easily and usually not without some coaxing from Kamesh. His cock was long and thick, and many of the women he had fucked just couldn't handle it. Not Shanti, however. He never ceased to enjoy watching her engulfing his gorgeous cock with herlips or twat or asshole.

She was halfway down his cock by now, feeling the big head plow through her cunt-hole. Her pussy-juices were beginning to flow. She could feel them dripping from her widely stretched pussy. Her pubic hair and asshole were becoming saturated with her sweet, sticky juice. Shanti sighed deeply as the mouth of her pussy touched his pubic hair. She immediately began to slide her pussy up his cock again. She sped up her movements and was soon beginning another hot downward stroke. She began to groan deep in her throat with each upward stroke, then suck her breath sharply as she moved swiftly back down Kamesh's smooth cock, he watched her reflection in the mirror. Her face was flushed, her head thrown back with her mouth open, as she passionately caressed her tits and belly and thighs. At the downward portion of each thrust, she would grasp his fat balls in her hand and lightly squeeze his swollen nut-sac. As Kamesh looked back at the rear view of her body, her hips twitching and her ass-cheeks parting with each stroke, he realized that he was dose to shooting his cum into her pussy. He knew that now was the time to slow down and prolong the pleasure. He also knew that she was turned on enough at this point to take his entire cock into her tight, sexy asshole.

"Hold on, baby!" Kamesh commanded, grabbing Shanti's ass tightly as he leaned forward. He held her there at the top of her stroke, her pussy barely making contact with the head of his cock. "Let's slow down just a little," he said softly, teasing her by flexing his cock in the mouth of her cunt.

"Oh, Kamesh!" she whined. "Give it to me ... give it to me now!"

Kamesh held on tightly to Shanti's squirming ass and prevented her from ramming herself back down on his cock. He watched with delight as her tender asshole flexed excitedly. He knew she was hot enough to let him stuff his whole cock into that tight little hole.

"Okay, baby, okay," Kamesh said in a voice thickened by lust. "I'll give it to you ... in your ass."

"Oh, Kamesh," Shanti moaned, "anywhere ... anywhere you say!"

He looked on with pleasure as she raised her hips and released his cock from the strong grasp of her pussy. He was surprised at how easily she agreed to his demands. She usually had to be coaxed along for a while before she would let him stick that big cock of his into her ass. He released his grip on her ass-cheeks and turned his head to look at the television screen. The taped image of Shanti was going wild with the big, blue dildo. She was slamming the huge plastic cock into her pussy with crazed passion. Her face was flushed with deep, sexual desire. He loved watching her finger-fuck. Returning his gaze to the real Shanti, he saw that she had leaned forward, raising her ass away from his cock. He loved to watch her prepare herself for getting fucked in the ass.

She spread her thighs wider. Reaching down between her legs, she began to dip her long fingers into her dripping cunt then rub the juices on her tightly flexed anus. She was first using only two, but she gradually worked three fingers into her still-excited pussy. Slowly withdrawing them, enjoying the feeling as she did so, she smeared her sweet, sticky cunt-sauce all over her dark asshole. Kamesh enjoyed this part of their little ritual almost as much as he loved the feeling of her tight asshole sliding down his cock. The thrill of watching a beautiful woman playing with her pussy and asshole was almost beyond compare. As she gradually soaked her puckered anus in love-juices, it took on the dark brown, feverish color of her inflamed pussy-flesh. Once it was properly lubricated, she began to lightly probe into the opening with her fingertips. Slowly, she pushed two fingers into her hot opening, stretching it wider and wider. She continued to alternately plunge her fingers first into her asshole then back into her pussy, wetting her anus still more, finally sinking three fingers into her tight, puckered opening.

Kamesh saw her passionate expression in the big mirror as she leaned toward it, her big tits hanging forward and swaying with her movements. He glanced again at the TV screen and saw her now arching her back in orgasm, totally wild with lust, the blue plastic cock deep in her pussy. Kamesh again returned his gaze to the real-life Shanti and saw that she now had three fingers sunk completely in the widely stretched hole between the cheeks of her perfect, white ass. "Oh ... Kamesh," she gasped feverishly. "I'm ready ... I'm ready for your cock."

"Just a second, baby," Kamesh replied. "Scoot back here for a minute and give me a taste of that asshole before I put my cock in there."

Shanti complied with his order. She crawled backwards on her knees, her ass spread wide. Each backward movement she made with her knees pulled her cheeks apart invitingly as her loins moved closer to Kamesh's waiting mouth. She stopped with her beautiful ass and pussy spread wide and wet right in front of Kamesh's face. "Oh, yeah, baby," Kamesh moaned, placing his hands on the smooth ass-cheeks directly in front of him. He stretched them apart as wide as they would go, making her asshole actually protrude slightly from the wet crevice between her ass-globes.

Pulling her ass toward his face, he opened his mouth and pressed his lips to her dark, puckered hole. He held his open mouth against her closed anus. He licked it lovingly and tickled the very center of her tight little rosette with the tip of his tongue. He loved the way her anus tasted and felt after she had been playing with it and rubbing it with her pussy-juice. He pressed his tongue hard against the center of her tight ring of ass-muscle. Her fingers had loosened her tight sphincter and his tongue slid easily into the hot passage. He fucked his tongue in and out of the squeezing hole, enjoying the little moans and gasps his actions caused. He kept his lips pressed around the musky opening and continued to manipulate her anus with his tongue, just like he was kissing her mouth!

Shanti let a long, lusty sigh escape her throat as she felt Kamesh's tongue probe deeper and deeper into her inflamed anus. She felt him remove one of his hands from her buttocks and soon felt his experienced fingers take hold of her swollen clit. Shivers shot deliciously through her body as her clit was tweaked and lightly pinched. Then she felt the simultaneous deep thrust of his tongue and an extreme, squeezing pressure on her protruding clit.

"Aaaaahhhhh ... squeeze my clit ... squeeze it, baby!" she screamed. "Ooooohhhhh, that's sooooo goooood ... tongue-fuck my ass, lover!"

Kamesh loved the sound of her sexual excitement. He squeezed harder on her throbbing clit, sticking his tongue as deep into her shit-hole as it would go as a powerful orgasm swept through her lovely body. Removing his tongue from her hole, he pushed her sex-stunned body forward. "Okay, baby. Now for the real thing," he said lustily.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She moved back down toward his still-erect cock until her hips were positioned above his throbbing prick. "All right, get it in there," he ordered in a husky voice. "Come on ... get it in your ass!"

Kamesh's glance at the TV screen showed him that the televised Shanti was now working that same blue dildo into her anus. Perfect timing, Kamesh said to himself. He watched as the bright-blue plastic cock disappeared into her spread buttocks. The real Shanti, meanwhile, was preparing to do the same with his real cock. She grasped Kamesh's thick tool in her fist and guided the head of it to the mouth of her ass. Placing the tip there, she began to slowly but steadily rest the full weight of her hips on Kamesh's dick. Kamesh moaned as he felt the sensitive head of his cock contact the hot flesh of Shanti's anus.

Shanti felt the bulbous head of Kamesh's beautiful cock spread open the tight ring of muscle and gradually enter her anal passage. She wiggled her hips to help ease it into her ass, loving every sensation of the hot cock head intruding into her bowels. Kamesh looked at the large mirror and enjoyed the ecstatic bliss of Shanti's face as his cock began to penetrate. He was able to watch his dick disappear into her beautiful ass, watch the lovely reflection of Shanti's face and body, and see a televised version of Shanti's frantically masturbating form all at the same time.

As the head of Kamesh's cock passed on into her squeezing shit- passage, Shanti threw her head back and howled at the burning sensation it created in her belly. "Aaaaahhhhh ... it feels so goooooood, baby," she groaned."Ooooohhhhh ... I love it, I love it!"

She reached down and grabbed her ass-cheeks with both hands and spread them widely apart to help accommodate more of Kamesh's big cock. Kamesh watched the lovely view of Shanti's ass opening wider and wider as his cock disappeared inch by inch into her squeezing shitter.

"Yeah, baby! Squeeze it in there! Squeeze my cock into that tight ass," he sighed. Her ass continued to suck in more and more of his hot cock-flesh. He was stretching her entire rectum with his magnificent prick.

"Ooooohhhhh ... I love it, baby," she cooed, unable to hold off the feelings of deep orgasm that were beginning in her belly and traveling up her spine. Her hand involuntarily reached for her twitching clit and began to manipulate it feverishly. Her other hand went to her swollen nipples and pinched and pulled the hot, hard, brown buds. She was going into a realm of sexual ecstasy: her clit was being rapidly stimulated; her nipples and tits were being stroked and caressed expertly; her asshole was being filled with hard, hot cock-meat. The only thing she lacked was something for her pussy, but catching a quick glance of herself in the TV screen, beginning to fuck both her asshole and pussy with two dildos, she had hope that Kamesh would do something about her cunt, too. Kamesh took intense sexual satisfaction in both the feeling and appearance of his ten-inch cock sinking into Shanti's butt, and he also noticed her beautifully passionate reflection in the big foot-of-the-bed mirror. Looking sideways, he saw the televised image of Shanti plunging a big, blue plastic cock into both her pussy and ass. He realized that that was probably what she wanted now, too, reaching forward, he took Shanti by the shoulders and gently but firmly pulled her backwards until she was reclining against him. He had even a better view now of his dick jammed into her hot asshole. The mirror showed him every detail of the humid, fragrant penetration.

Kamesh reached to the shelf at the head of the big bed and grasped the bright, blue dildo that Shanti had used in the taped sequence they were both casually watching. Positioning it between her legs and guiding himself by the reflection in the mirror, he placed the big head of the fake cock at the mouth of her gaping pussy. He slowly pushed the plastic prick into the wet folds of her pussy-flesh. She cried out in response. "Ooooohhhhh ... Kamesh, baby ... my ass ... my cunt ... FUCK ME... FUCK ME!" She was at the very brink of orgasm, beginning her rapid slide to ecstasy.

Kamesh watched the mirrored reflection: her hands were both now at her breasts, kneading and squeezing the firm mounds of dark brown flesh; her hips were bucking and writhing and sucking in the last few inches of his hot cock into her butt; her head was thrown back with her long dark hair flying about and her face flushed and distorted with sexual bliss. He felt the hot jism rising within his loins. The bucking movement of Shanti's ass was getting him off without her even beginning to stroke his heavy cock. He spasmodically heaved his cock roughly in and out of her ass, burying it completely in the tight, hot confines of her butt.

"Uuuuuhhhhh ... Kamesh ... I'm coming ... I'M COMING," Shanti cried frantically as the sensations of all her stimulations finally drove her over the brink into complete sexual abandon. Her hands squeezed and pressed her tits. Her loins twitched and bucked to gain each inch of penetration into her cunt and ass. She was coming beautifully.

Kamesh felt himself coming, too. He felt the thick, hot jets of cum traveling through his cock, splashing into the deep interior of Shanti's ass. Both their bodies shook and quaked as the intense powers of orgasm overcame them at the same time. They lunged feverishly against each other with all the force in their bodies ... once ...twice ... three times ... their orgasm took control. Their hot, flushed bodies did a sexual dance, moving to the need of their sexual drives, stirring the deepest source of their physical lust.

And it was all on tape.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 05

Kamesh lounged luxuriously in his opulent living room, reviewing the tape of Shanti and himself he had made earlier that day. She's great, he thought to himself, a real natural for good fucking. The large red velvet couch he was reclining on was the only piece of furniture in that corner of the living room. The rest of the slightly secluded area of the large room was dominated by thehuge seven-foot projection TV screen Kamesh was watching. In between the red couch and big screen was a soft, thick rug and a variety of pillows and cushions scattered about. A perfect area for all the seductions and escapades he performed there in front of the big TV screen.

The problem in Kamesh's mind as he watched the excellent quality tape of Shanti sucking his cock in and out of her lovely lips was, "What next?" His life of wealth and leisure was flawed only by these occasional moments of boredom. He had had so many women, all shapes and sizes. With his kind of wealth and good looks it was easy to attract them. Adding the element of video-taping to his sex-life had increased the excitement for a while, but now he was longing for something a little bit different. What would happen, Kamesh wondered, if he was to share some of these video-tapes with someone else? Up until now he had saved the viewing of the tapes for himself and for Shanti, the most steady and loyal (and best in bed) of his many girlfriends. What would happen if he were to use the tapes he had made to help him seduce other people? What if he utilized his sophisticated tape recorder system to tape people without them knowing it and then used the tapes to his advantage by a little innocent blackmail? How he loved his friend Ripu – and he wondered how much similar that bastard would have done with this apparatus in the apartment – he wanted to speak to him but the bugger was in Moldovia on an official trip and had to wait for him to come back to Delhi and find out his tale of escapades and also witness all tapes that he made with his contingent of pusssies – he was interested in knowing some of them – he wanted to know how many of them would share his bed?

He wondered why he hadn't thought of it before. With his video system, all those concealed, unobtrusive cameras, the various video tape recorders he owned, the big screen TV in the living room and the several smaller screens in the bedroom, he could tape whoever he wanted and all that without them ever knowing about it. Until, that is, he chose to show them the tapes, or show the tapes to their husbands or wives or friends. The possibilities were endless, he thought excitedly. And now was the perfect time to begin his new video sex games.

He had invited a married couple from his wife – he knew them for some years now and they lived a few streets away and asked them over for that very night. Ajay and Vijayalakshmi, the perfect couple to begin his new experiments with, Ajay was a successful, hard-working accountant that and he envied the wild playboy lifestyle Kamesh led. He was good-looking, though not as good-looking as myself Kamesh thought. He was fairly broad-minded and Kamesh was sure that he loved sex enough that he would get quite a kick out of seeing a few of Kamesh's more choicefilms. The only drawback to Ajay was his wife, Vijaya.

Vijaya, Kamesh mused, a beautiful woman, no doubt about that but prim and proper as an old-maid school teacher. She was also dark haired, well-built with nice well-shaped tits, always a knockout at the company get togethers, But she had always been cold and uncooperative when Kamesh had proposed a little party with himself, Aruna and Ajay and Vijaya. Well, with Shanti the manipulations he could perform with all this video gadgetry could pry her out of that frigid mold. Kamesh could tell that behind that cold, prudish facade lurked a sensual, sexy woman. And the icing on the cake was Priyamani. Priya was Vijaya's niece and she was staying with Vijaya and Ajay for the summer. Kamesh wasn't sure just how old she was. But he knew she was old enough to enjoy sex if she hadn't been introduced to it already. Kamesh had always had a certain lecherous desire for young girls, and fucking Priyamani would be a dream come true. Fucking Priyamani and Vijaya both at the same time would be the ultimate. And having it all on video tape would record it for sexual history. He renewed his watching of the tape he had made that day with Shanti. They were to the part now where Shanti was opening her luscious asshole for Kamesh's cock.

Hmmmmm, Kamesh thought, all this and more to come and he wondered how this woman Vijaya would take his debauched life style, she knew Aruna though not much interaction though they had met a couple of times, but he went and took the risk and called Ajay to apprise him on what was in store and to his surprise Ajay was game all the way through, he did not see any issue with watching porn and that too –homemade along with his wife and confided that he and his wife were interested in a bit of outside sex – and she was demure conservative but okay for some small time fling. He had met Shanti and wanted a share of her for himself and Kamesh confided that to be possible soon – which invigorated Ajay who was smitten by the Tamil slut as any man was with her – she was sex goddess worshiped by men with no qualms.

Kamesh filled in Shanti with all his plans – he wanted this woman and their niece for himself – and wanted Shanti to play her role with both the husband and wife to enable the copulation planned well executed. She was not to come out and meet them till he told her to come out.

They came and they exchanged greetings – rather erotic and sensual. Both knew their sexual instincts.

Ajay and Vijaya were both pretty well lit up, Kamesh thought as he sat with the two of them in front of the big TV projection screen. He had maneuvered his way around to the subject of his video system and, after they had all consumed enough liquor, gradually worked in the topic of swinging sex.

They were now engrossed in a video-taped copy of a popular pornographic movie.

Kamesh had suggested that they view one just for the hell of it, but thought to himself that it would be a good way to warm up to his next move.

"Gosh, this is embarrassing, how come you are here with this woman when Aruna is out – naughty times with other women" Vijaya blushed, still watching the film intently, however.

"Ahhhhh, hell, this is great, honey," Ajay disagreed. "This is really living. To have all this on tape would be great. You just tune in to whatever you want. Right Kamesh?" he laughed.

"That's right. It's all right there on tape," Kamesh replied, pleased with the reaction to his pornographic movie.

"I bet you've even got tapes of some of those gorgeous broads you're always bringing up here," Ajay said half-jokingly.

"Probably got the real thing on tape, you wanyto watch?" Kamesh quipped.

"Ajay," Vijaya scolded, "of course he doesn't. Do you, Kamesh?

And if he did he wouldn't go around showing them to other people, if that's what you're thinking!" She was talking in a liquor- slurred voice and her main attention was still fixed on the movie. Right now the movie was showing two women and one man all sucking and fucking each other. Kamesh was glad to see Vijaya was enjoying it.

"Don't be so sure about me," Kamesh laughed wickedly. "This video stuff is so expensive I have to use it for something, don't l?"

"What do you mean?" Vijaya asked, puzzled. Ajay looked on with a knowing smile.

"Well, there have been a few times I've taped some of my little escapades," Kamesh explained. "There's even one girl who had been in a few of these pornographic movies at one time and said she didn't care if anybody else saw the tape."

"You're kidding," Vijaya exclaimed.

Ajay just chuckled. "Bring 'em on out, Kamesh. Come on, let's see 'em!"

"Well, I don't know," Kamesh said, stalling. "This girl is somebody you two might know. She lives here with me for a while now and works in a Bank nearby your place and actually lives in the building next to yours on the same street."

"Hell, our building's big enough we might never have seen her, Kamesh," Ajay urged. "And For me besides, if we have seen her that might make it even better!"

"Ajay! Kamesh!" Vijaya said. "I'm surprised at both of you. We shouldn't be watching pictures of anybody ... you know ... doing anything!"

"Hell, honey," Ajay laughed, "that's what you're doing right now!"

Vijaya blushed. Kamesh surveyed the scene closely to make sure his timing was right. "Well, I just happen to have a little tape right here that I made a while back. It might give you an idea of the possibilities of combining sex and video tape."

"Is it that sexy slut you were talking about?" Ajay asked.

"Yeah, sure," Kamesh answered.

"Is she as good looking as most of those girls we see you with, it must be her, frequently seen with you nowadays – Shanti?" Ajay asked excitedly.

"Well, decide for yourself," Kamesh responded as he loaded the new video cassette into the machine.

Vijaya and Ajay both turned their undivided attention to the screen as Shanti's figure appeared half-undressed.

She was unfastening her bra as the scene started.

Almost immediately her big, dark brown tits exploded into view. "Hey, I've seen her!" Ajay shouted. "Her name's Shanti, isn't it?"

"Yeah, that's right," Kamesh answered. "Have you ever seen her before, Vijaya?" "Yes, I have seen her couple of times in the neighborhood," she replied. "I sure never knew she'd been in porno pictures though."

Once Shanti had discarded her bra, she began unfastening her nylons and rolling them seductively around down her smooth, shapely legs. With her front to the camera, leaning back on the big round bed, she removed her panties and gave them all the first full shot of her luscious dark pussy.

"Whew," Ajay whistled. "She is good to look at!" "This really is embarrassing," Vijaya said, but she kept her eyes glued to the screen to see what would happen next. Shanti leaned back farther and spread her legs wide. She began to languidly stroke her gorgeous body. She ran her hands up the insides of her smooth, tan thighs, over her wet brown pussy-lips, across her rounded, sensual belly, and up over her heaving tits.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She paused there to gently pinch and squeeze her erect nipples before stroking her hands back down over her smooth body again.

"Wow! " Ajay exclaimed. "This really is something!"

"Just wait," Kamesh chuckled, "the best is yet to come."

Stopping her hands this time, after about the fifth or sixth trip up and down her body, Shanti began to concentrate on her pussy. She stretched the lips apart, giving a clear, open view of herentire cunt area. Her clit protruded from its little nest of folded skin. Her cunt gaped open and oozed drops of pussy-juice. Her inner cunt-lips took on a hot blushed brownish red color.

She began to rub the entire area of wet, dark pussy-flesh with one open hand. She caressed it with a circular motion, stretching and exciting the inflamed skin. Her facial expression was taking on a more passionate tone. She closed her eyes and began to lose herself in stroking her pussy. Kamesh looked over at Vijaya to gauge her reaction.

Her mouth was hanging open and a shocked, slightly dazed expression was on her face. She must be enjoying it, he thought gladly. Shanti had begun now to gently plunge a fingertip into her open pussy-hole. She teasingly probed the ragged dark opening then withdrew the finger to flick lightly at her swelling clit. Soon, she was dipping deeper and deeper into her dripping cunt and adding a second and then a third finger.

"She's really getting hot now!" Ajay remarked excitedly.

"Oh, I'd be so embarrassed to do that in front of a camera," Vijaya said.

"Well, you do it when you're by yourself, don't you?" Ajay teased, causing Vijaya to blush furiously.

Things are working out just right, Kamesh thought. The taped image of Shanti was still the main center of attention. Shanti was falling deeper and deeper into her finger-fucking fantasy. Her eyes were closed and a combination of peacefulness and passion was reflected on her face. She was now smoothly stroking three fingers in and out of her cunt. Her other hand moved gracefully from one tit to the other with an occasional stop between her legs to gently flick her clit. She was completely lost now in her manipulations. Her hand and her entire crotch area got covered with her glistening cunt-juice. Groping to the side of the bed with one hand, Shanti produced the big, ten-inch blue dildo. Pulling her hips up farther off the bed and spreading her knees wider apart, she placed the head of the fake cock at the mouth of her pussy and gently popped it in and out of the gaping hole several times. Once the head of the large tool was wet with her cunt-sauce, she plunged the full length of it into her pussy with one sharp stroke.

Kamesh turned up the sound track to the tape, and Shanti's sharp gasp as the dildo was suddenly buried in her pussy was amplified loudly in their corner of the living room. Kamesh noticed that Vijaya had been stifling a few gasps and sighs of her own as Shanti had readied the big dildo then shoved it home. He wasn't sure if she was turned on by the sight of Shanti's lovely crotch as she spread it out before their eyes, or shocked at the size of the dildo, or what. He was sure, though, that Vijaya was definitely turned on by something. Her mouth was open, covered by one hand to hide the sound of her gasps. Her other hand was pressed between her legs,drawn up into a fist.

"You seem to be enjoying this, Vijaya," Kamesh ventured, hoping for a positive response.

"Well ... she is a beautiful woman," Vijaya stammered. "It is ... it is quite a sight to watch."

"You're damn right it is," Ajay joined in. "She is one good- Looking female extremely sexy – what a moist skin and what a sensuous face, she looks hotter than hell! "

"Yeah, she's a hot one all right," Kamesh said as they all three watched the tape of Shanti driving the dildo deep into her pussy again and again. Her hips were high enough now that they could see her flexing asshole, juice-covered and glistening. Her free hand was ardently squeezing and pulling at her big, dark brown tits. Her legs were high in the air with her pretty dark-soled feet waving in time to her sharp thrusts. "Oh, Ajay," Vijaya gasped, "this is just too much. We really shouldn't be watching something like this."

"Just hang on, Vijaya," Kamesh interjected. "It gets even better than this."

Shanti's actions became even more frantic. Her voice was coming to them in deep gasps and moans. They could tell she was reaching a magnificent climax. Vijaya shuddered visibly as Shanti's movements and sounds reached a vibrant peak. Shanti's wild, lust-filled moans were blaring through the speakers.

"Ooooohhhhh ... ahh ... ahh... oooohhhh!"

"Oh, shit!" Ajay shouted. "This is really great stuff!"

"Just keep watching," Kamesh instructed calmly.

They proceeded to watch as Shanti produced another blue dildo, just as big as the first, and started to work it into her dark, dark-haired brown puckered asshole. They stared intently as she worked inch by inch of the big plastic dick into her tight hole.

It was worth the wait. She soon had two big blue dildos drilling in and out of her twin, juice-soaked holes!

"Oh ... how that must feel!" Vijaya uttered in a hushed voice, almost unaware of the presence of Kamesh and Ajay.

"It looks like it must feel just great!" Ajay replied.

"Yes, Shanti does like it in both spots," Kamesh said, directing his comment at Vijaya.

"Oh, Kamesh ... Ajay ... see how it stretches her ... her pussy and ... and her other hole," Vijaya stuttered.

She was extremely involved in the tape, Kamesh was pleased to notice. Now's a good time to change the subject matter a little, he thought to himself."As long as you two are enjoying this so much, let me show you a little of what I taped today," Kamesh suggested.

"You mean, with that same good lookin' broad?" Ajay asked.

"Well ... not just by herself," Kamesh teased.

Kamesh punched a few buttons on his console, switched tapes, and there was Shanti, bigger than life on the huge projection screen, with Kamesh's big cock in her mouth. The image was a tight close-up and his large cock and Shanti's soft, wet lips filled the entire screen.

"Oh, Kamesh!" Vijaya gasped.

"Yeah, now that's all right!" Ajay shouted. Deep gurgles and sighs of satisfaction came over the speakers.

Shanti's lips were nuzzling Kamesh's pubic hair. She had his entire cock in her mouth and throat.

The color and realism of the tape were fantastic.

As Shanti drew back her head, the red skin of Kamesh's cock glistened with the saliva that dripped from Shanti's full lips. She grunted audibly as she plunged her head back down, sucking the big, firm tool into her throat again.

"Hey, Kamesh. Is that you she's suckin'?" Ajay asked jovially."Hell, I know it is! You lucky bastard!"

"Is it you?" Vijaya asked, blushing. Kamesh nodded in agreement.

"Gosh! You're so ... you're so big," she stammered.

Uhmmmmm, Kamesh thought, she really is turned on. Let's see how she responds to the rest of the tape before making a little proposition.

"Let's just advance the tape a tiny bit," Kamesh said as he pressed a few buttons.

"Here's another shot you might find interesting."

He had advanced the tape to the segment in which Shanti was just beginning to allow him to penetrate her asshole. It was several moments before Vijaya realized what was happening on the screen. Kamesh had taken this section of tape from a camera concealed at the head of his large bed.

A completely different angle and a much wider view of the two lovers got now being shown.

"Oh, it is you!" Vijaya exclaimed as though she hadn't really believed before that it was Kamesh. Now she could see his face, flushed and lust-filled, and Shanti's passionate expression was also reflected in the mirror.

Shanti began her movements as they gazed intently. She lowered her pelvis slowly but steadily onto Kamesh's prick. Her asshole stretched wider and wider to accommodate his massive cock as it disappeared gradually into the steaming hole between the cheeks of her perfect ass. Shanti and Kamesh were both breathing and gasping with desire and lust. Their guttural gasps were loudly broadcast into the room.

"Ooohhhhh ... I love it, baby," they heard Shanti groan as Kamesh's entire cock was sucked into her hot ass.

Kamesh was pretending to enjoy the scene, but was watching and enjoying Vijaya's responses much more. He felt no embarrassment as she and Ajay watched him naked and hot on the TV screen. He enjoyed the feeling that other people were getting off just watching him fuck. Vijaya was getting hotter and hotter as she watched Shanti begin to play with her nipples and clit as Kamesh's dick filled her ass. She felt her cunt getting wet as she took in every bit of the passionate scene being revealed by the tape. It was different than she had felt before.

Somehow she had a strange desire to be with the two lovers as they fucked so intensely. She wondered what it would be like to have a cock that big inside her ass.

And she even let her mind wander to the possibilities of what Shanti's swollen tits and inflamed clit and pussy would feel like in her hands.

Vijaya became more entranced as Kamesh pulled Shanti back toward him and inserted the big, blue dildo into her gaping cunt. Vijaya silently mouthed the words along with her as Shanti creamed, "Fuck me ... fuck me!"

Kamesh watched Vijaya with satisfaction and desire. As the scene began drawing to its climax, Shanti fondling herself madly as Kamesh shoved his cock in and out of her ass, Kamesh thought he saw Vijaya reaching an orgasm of her own. His cock was stiff and hard inside his pants and he knew that he would have to somehow, someway get Vijaya in bed.

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Ajay was totally engrossed in the tape and hadn't noticed nearly as much of Vijaya's excitement as Kamesh had. As the moment of orgasm thundered to a peak then slowly passed through the two taped lovers, the three spectators gradually drew their eyes away from the screen.

"Wow ... that was really something," Ajay chuckled, not realizing the intense effect it had had on Kamesh and Vijaya.

"Yes ... yes, it was," Vijaya said in a soft, passionate voice.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. Won't be you two would like to make one sometime?" Kamesh said in a half-joking manner.

"Anytime," Ajay responded happily, not taking Kamesh seriously at first.

"I really mean it," Kamesh said. "It's a real turn on to see your self fucking on film."

"Hey, why don't we try that, honey?" Ajay asked Vijaya excitedly. Her infatuation with the film had cooled rapidly, though, as she was changing back to her old, prudish self.

"Are you serious?" she asked Ajay indignantly.

Kamesh didn't realize her sudden drop in passion and pressed on with his sexy proposition. "You'd look beautiful on tape, Vijaya!"

"What? You guys have gotta be kidding," she replied.

"I mean it, Vijaya. You and Ajay could go in my bedroom and I could film the whole thing!" he insisted, still not realizing her opposition to the idea. "And somebody else that would really lookgood on that big TV screen is that sexy niece of yours," he continued, impulsively.

"You're crazy!" she cried, and angrily jumped up from the couch and walked out of the room. Ajay and Kamesh heard the door slam behind her.

"Goddam. I guess I got a little carried away," Kamesh muttered apologetically. Suddenly realizing that Ajay might take offense at Kamesh's insistence that Vijaya be taped nude, Kamesh attempted to shift his attention to Vijaya's niece, Priyamani. "I was really trying to get her to say something about Priyamani," he explained. "I'd really like to film her!"

"Yeah. I know just what you mean," Ajay said. "I get the hot for Priyamani all the time, but there's nothing I can do about it. Don't worry about Vijaya, though. She's just old-fashioned."

"You mean you could get into some taping?" Kamesh asked, planning ahead as he said it.

"Sure!" Ajay replied. "I'd swap and swing and everything else if it wasn't for that damn Vijaya."

"Well, you never can tell," Kamesh said, "things have a way of changing."

"Yeah, but you've really got it made!" Ajay said enviously. "You've got Shanti and who knows how many others, and you could probably get Priyamani if you really tried. And even that sexy red black saree friend of hers!"

"Sexy red-black saree friend? Hmmmmm," Kamesh thought as he got up to fix them another drink.

You just can't tell where this might end.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 06

A few days later, the slut in her won over the demure spiritual Vijaya and she called Kamesh – he was waiting and the next thing – well, the elevator stopped at the fourth floor.

Kamesh's floor, Vijaya was excited and the heart beat was beyond limits, it was several days after the evening she and Ajay had spent with Kamesh watching those dirty tapes. She hadn't stopped thinking about it since. It had been awfully dirty and awfully embarrassing, and when Kamesh had suggested that she and Ajay and even Priyamani might like to be taped in the nude and screwing. It had just been too much for her, she thought. But it had left her with a strange longing for a kind of wild sexual experience that she had never desired before. It felt as though some animal lust hidden deep inside of her had been partially released and excited by the tapes she had watched.

She had never really desired another man before, but now she had thoughts of Kamesh and that big, monster-cock of his. She'd never been that fond of oral sex, but seeing that woman suck Kamesh's cock like that had really turned her on. She never ever had anal sex, and seeing it on the tape had given her a strange desire for it. And she had never even dreamed of the possibility of having sex with another woman – but that Shanti had been so attractive, so sexy, so exciting. She just couldn't believe the thoughts she was having, the elevator door opened and Vijaya's mouth dropped open as well when she saw who stepped in. It was Shanti! It was the same beautiful, sexy woman she had seen in those tapes the other night, masturbating and sucking and fucking and all those wonderful, wicked things.

The sight of her brought a flush to Vijaya's face and a warm glow to her loins.

Shanti did not realize at first who Vijaya was, though Kamesh had told her that he had let a couple who lived in the apartment building near to her building down the street to see the tapes. She had been excited as he had explained his plan to try to do some maneuvering and manipulating with the video tape equipment. A little innocent blackmail, Kamesh had called it. She had been intrigued, also, when Kamesh had described how the woman, Vijaya he said her name was, had become so excited by watching the film of Shanti finger-fucking. Shanti had made it with other women before, and the idea of someone new to seduce was as appealing and exciting to her as it was to Kamesh, Shanti noticed the strange way the woman in the elevator was looking at her. There was a dark blush on her attractive face and a look of mixed surprise and desire in her eyes. Then it hit her – this must be Vijaya, of course, she looked just like Kamesh had described her. And the crazy look of embarrassment and surprise on her face convinced Shanti that this was the woman who had seen the explicit video tapes and became so turned on.

"Vijaya?" Shanti ventured tentatively.

"How did you know my name?" Vijaya gasped.

"Well, I just kind of put two and two together," Shanti said in a warm, friendly manner, stepping closer.

"Mmmmmm, I see why Kamesh wants to screw her and enjoy this dusky dark but extremely exotic and voluptuous sexy and exciting woman," she thought. "She's gorgeous."

"Kamesh told me he showed some of our tapes to some friends the other night," Shanti explained. "He told me how much you enjoyed them."

"Yes ... yes, I did enjoy them," Vijaya stammered. She was feeling both embarrassment and a strange, warm desire as Shanti kept moving closer. And the warm, teasing look that Shanti was giving her was making her feel good all over.

"I'm glad you like them. We've made so many of them and they're all so good I'm glad somebody finally got to see them," Shanti said, moving right up next to Vijaya as she spoke.

"You're not embarrassed that I ... that somebody else saw you ... you know ... doing what you were doing in those tapes?" Vijaya asked in a weak voice. She was becoming turned on in Shanti's presence just like she had been that night when she watched Shanti jerk off on tape.

"No, not at all," Shanti the Tamil slut laughed.

"I kind of like the idea of somebody seeing me hot and naked like that. I was not always like that but when I realized a few years ago how important youth in me is to enjoy sex and not to lose a moment of it – I gave up on my façade of spirituality, chastity and all fake devotion to one man – and fidelity"

She noticed how Vijaya blushed more furiously and breathed more passionately as she spoke about the tapes. She pressed on. " And now Vijaya, I am a self-made slut and have many experiences with men and women – Kamesh is just one of my playthings and current flavor of the season, with him and with men and even women I just love to play with my pussy and fuck and everything and now with Kamesh, this new thing, watch it on tape. I am sure you will like to or would have tried it?"

No ... no, I haven't," Vijaya said in a breathless voice.

"Oh, god," Vijaya thought, "she's talking about her character, her evolution into a slut and even how much she enjoys her pussy right in front of me. And she's standing so close to me. And she's so beautiful and sexy."

Shanti knew how turned on Vijaya was getting. She could see it in her face and hear it in her breathing. Oh, wouldn't Kamesh be thrilled if I could get her on tape, she thought. And wouldn't I be thrilled if I could get her into that big round bed of Kamesh's with me. Shanti decided to go all the way. She leaned forward and placed her hand gently but firmly on Vijaya's curved hip. "And there are more of those tapes with all sex, you know. Some even better ones!" she said, leaning her face closer to Vijaya's. "How would you like to go watch some of them with me?"

Vijaya's mind reeled with the thought of being with Shanti and seeing more tapes of her gorgeous sexy body. She felt herself giving in to her crazy lust.

"Okay, I'd like to," she said softly. "You mean right now?"

"Yeah, my Mallu slut in the making," Shanti said, slowly caressing Vijaya's hip. Vijaya was from Calicut settled in Bangalore.

"We will watch right now!" She took Vijaya gently by the arm and led her through the open elevator door. They walked briskly and silently down the carpeted hallway to Kamesh's apartment. Shanti unlocked the door with the key Kamesh had given her and they stepped in. Taking Vijaya by the hand, she walked her directly to the red velvet couch in front of the big TV screen. "You just sit right here, honey, and I'll turn on the tapes," she said in a friendly but firm voice. She knew she didn't have Vijaya in bed with her yet and that she might have to exert some authority. That's the way it usually was when she seduced other women, she thought. A little force always seemed to do the trick.

Vijaya sat back nervously on the couch and watched Shanti adjust some controls on the video player. Shanti had kicked off her shoes and was sitting on the floor with her legs tucked under hershapely ass as she browsed through the many tapes Kamesh had. Shanti inserted a cassette into the machine and turned it on. Vijaya again felt the warm, wicked glow of lesbian desireflowing through her body as she saw the beautiful scene of Shanti's passionate, naked body explode onto the screen. The tape had begun with the segment where Shanti was fucking herself with the big dildo and Vijaya was turned on immediately. Then the same luscious woman she was watching on the screen sat down right next to her. "This is the one you saw the other night, isn't it?" Shanti asked as she tucked her long, wheatish colored legs under her and leaned next to Vijaya.

"Yes ... yes ... this is the same one," Vijaya uttered in a husky voice. The sensation of Shanti's body so close to hers was making her both nervous and excited at the same time. Oh, I just don't know, she thought. Can it really be that I want another woman to touch me? Her mind was filled with hot lust. She relaxed and felt only excitement now as Shanti leaned so close that their shoulders touched and she could feel Shanti's warm breath on her neck.

"Uuuuummmmm ... it makes me horny just watching it," Shanti sighed. "That dildo is so big that it makes my whole pussy just ... just burn when I shove it in like that!" She scooted a little closer to Vijaya. Their hips were slightly touching now and she could feel the passionate warmth of Vijaya's tempting body. "Do you use a dildo like that when you play with yourself?" Shanti asked softly, watching Vijaya blush.

"No, I never have," Vijaya said, embarrassed again by Shanti's explicit and personal sexual talk.

"Oh, it's great!" Shanti whispered her mouth close to Vijaya's smooth neck. " Do you know and in fact the bigger the better, too. Do you want to see a tape with an even bigger one?"

"Yes ... I'd love to," Vijaya said, excited by the thought I can't imagine you using one any bigger."

"I have one special one that's bigger. The biggest one I have!" she said as she went to the video console and quickly changed the cassette. "It's special, though ... real special!"

The new tape flashed onto the screen and Vijaya gasped at what she saw. The tape showed Shanti and another beautiful dark woman, she was Chitra the sister in crime both naked on their knees with their asses pressed together. As she watched more closely and their writhing, bucking hips moved apart, she saw a gigantic dildo was connecting the two of them by their stretched, dripping pussies.

It was a double-headed dildo. Vijaya had never seen one before. It was much bigger around than the other one Shanti had used, bigger even than Kamesh's cock had looked. She watched with rapt attention as Shanti and the other women stimulated themselves by moving their naked, luscious asses together. They were actually fucking each other, she realized. Vijaya noticed that Shanti had come back over to the couch and as moving close to her. She wasn't hesitating this time and Vijaya felt her warm body press against her own. She felt Shanti's intent gaze on her, also, as she continued to watch the incredible scene on the TV screen. Shanti knew she was hot, she realized. She's getting turned on watching me get turned on, she thought passionately.

"How do you like the size of that one?" Shanti whispered sexily in Vijaya's ear. She brushed Vijaya's long brown hair back with her hand and pressed her lips against Vijaya's smooth neck.

"Oh Shanti I am addicted - please, don't," Vijaya said breathlessly. "Not yet at least ... give me time."

"Don't worry, honey," Shanti said, continuing to caress Vijaya's neck with her lips, placing a hand on Vijaya's quivering thigh."We'll have all the time we need."

Shanti continued her light, passionate caresses and Vijaya felt herself falling into a sexual haze. She relaxed more, letting herself recline more easily back on the couch, enjoying Shanti's tender touch as she continued to gaze intently at the screen. She sighed as she felt Shanti's hot tongue touch the sensitive skin of her neck – and then saw Shanti and Chitra on the screen convulse in orgasm.