Adultery Erotic Short and Long Stories by smitanair_999

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Well Smita writing down this part of life have put me into real problem and as I was enjoying my life with sex with a tiger but writing it down and telling you the fact made me think what is all this.

Is this life just sex and nothing else? Has my life only depended on this thing and nothing else seeing my sisters and mother having sex ruthlessly in the same way? Is this real love enjoyment or what I don’t know.

I could go no further as I fully down hope as women you can understand.

Thanks you Smita and that’s all I can say.

Ok Smita I was too disturbed in between so continuing the same as writing it down just for you. I will brief it I know its not good to leave the stuff in between after I gave 3/4th of my life.

In the morning I got up around 9 am and checked out mom had gone for her usual morning walk and she had joined her favorite sport that too because of Sameer Sir as he wanted mom to be more fit and I know why he wanted her to be fit.

I had a wash and was in the kitchen preparing tea for myself and I heard a noise it was Sameer sir and I froze as he told to keep tea for him. He was still in the house. I didn’t look back was cleaning up kitchen table as the tea was kept on the gas. I was still wearing a gown and I wasn’t wearing my panties as it was removed by Sameer sir.

I turned my head. Sameer sir who was wearing just a towel removed it and kept his towel on the chair and was standing naked at the door, his massive cock was rock hard the way I like it jutting out of his coarse bush, his heavy balls hanging erotically.

“I missed you”. I didn’t believe it as he was just fucking my mom few hours back next to me on my bed. But at the same time I could not avoid looking at the thick rod that was swinging so majestically. Sameer sir moved forward, grabbed my hand and dragged me into his arms.

“Please sir Let me go." I tried to resist unsuccessfully. "Please."

I could feel his raging hard on poking into my belly through my wet clothes.

He started removing my gown "No... Please don't." I offered a half hearted resistance. "Let me go."

He didn't seem to listen to me. He forcefully yanked off my gown and I was just standing in my bra and he then unhooked my bra exposing my full breast and hard nipples.

Shivering with shame, I cupped my tits in a frail attempt to hide my nudity from him. He didn't pay any attention and his hands were on my crotch telling me, “Kay natak kar rahi ho”

I was standing completely naked, next to Sameer sir his bulbous cock head poking into my fleshy belly. Trembling feverishly, I covered my tits with one hand and tried to cover my bushy cunt with the other.

He just said “you are forgetting one thing bitch your oath to me that you will be my whore no matter what” His voice was hoarse with madness.

He grabbed me back into his arms crushing my supple body into his hairy chest. My body melted in his arms.

My swollen and hard nipples pressed against his chest. I felt his erect cock and balls rubbing against my tummy.

My pussy was dripping with anticipation. All thoughts of remorse suddenly evaporated. I realized I was no longer nervous but ready no matter he had fucked my mom.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Sameer sir moved his hand over my buttocks and pulled my soft body into his masculine body. He brought his lips down and kissed me. I readily accepted his advance and returned his kiss. His tongue probed my mouth as his hand kneaded the big halves of my ass.

We kissed passionately. I had forgotten that it was totally out of control for me with this man.

Nonetheless, in the heat of the moment, none of the night incident came to my mind. All I wanted was that magnificent cock plundering my hungry pussy. I don’t know what was magnetic about him

He took my hand and placed it over his cock, it felt like a burning rod of steel, strong and thick. His hand moved between my thighs, and his fingers explored my soaked cunt. He inserted a finger into my cunt. I moaned with delight.

He fucked me with his finger. I was breathing hard with passion. His moving finger inside my cunt was doing miracles, causing my cunt to beg for more. I felt my warm cunt juices soaking his finger.

He drove me crazy with desire. I desperately wanted his thick rigid tool between my cunt lips. I tightened my fingers over his cock and rubbed it against my pussy lips.

Sameer sir brought his mouth to my soft nipples. He took one between his lips and sucked it hard, making me whimper with lust.

"Ahhhhhhhhh..." I heard myself moaning. I wanted to tell him that it felt so good, but the words got stuck in my mouth. Sameer sir alternated between my tits, sucking both nipples one by one, enjoying my breast. I began to whimper and squirm; my hand tightly squeezed and released his cock.

He let go my tits and began kissing me on my stomach. I felt his tongue probing into my belly button. His tongue moved further down toward the cunt. Then I felt his tongue sliding over my cunt lips.

My body shuddered as a sudden flash of pleasure shot through my body. I arched my back and cried out. My thighs were trembling violently.

My hand fumbled to hold something on the wall to prevent myself from collapsing. I raised my hands and held on to the kitchen table and spread my legs further providing his probing tongue further access to my dripping pussy.

I squirmed my thighs against his tongue.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

As if he understood my desperation, Sameer sir withdrew his tongue from my dripping pussy. I wondered how beastly he would fuck me and pushed me against the wall and lifted my left leg and positioned him between my legs and lowered him.

I watched deliriously as he lowered his waist. I felt his fingers holding his cock as he fumbled at the opening. He found the right place and planted the tip.

Then he pushed forward. His thick cock moved easily in my dripping cunt. He didn't have to make any further efforts as my cunt was well lubricated. He lowered his hips until the entire length of his cock was buried inside me. Intuitively, I wrapped my left leg around his waist.

His lips were on mine kissing me like a mad man and started fucking me with his massive cock. His movements were slow at first but he soon found his rhythm and began fucking me harder and faster.

I could feel his gigantic prick fucking deeper and deeper into my dripping cunt hole. With every stroke, it was driving me nuts.

I clasped my left leg tightly around his waist and my right hands held his butt’s tights as his cock fucked me even deeper into my willing cunt. He was groaning loudly with lust.

He pounded my pussy relentlessly. His lewd words worked to aggravate my longing for his ferocious cock. I began working my cunt muscles over his cock.

I tried to hold his cock tightly inside by squeezing my cunt muscles. Sameer sir moaned with pleasure. The tea was boiling and Sameer sir pushed his hand and shut the gas.

"Aaahhhhh... aah... aah..." I realized that I was actually moaning with lust with every plunge he made into my hungry cunt. My pussy was dripping profusely under his onslaught.

Over and over, Sameer sir fucked his mammoth cock deep into my wet slick pussy. I couldn't take it anymore. My orgasm hit me like a flash of lightening. "Aahhhhhhhhhhh..."

I moaned shamelessly, completely oblivious to the fact that I was actually coming after a long time I enjoyed my orgasm with wild abandon. Sameer sir sensed my orgasm. He began pumping my pussy even harder.

"I'm coming... bitch take it ahhhhhh" He moaned and fucked his cock all the way into my ravenous pussy. He cried loudly as his cock began shooting inside me. Wads of thick sticky cum spurt from his massive fuck tool and gushed into my ravenous pussy.

He pressed my body against the floor. I put my arms around his neck and enjoyed the hot molten seed erupting from his rigid shaft.

I was in sky nine and forget everything and he said he really missed me I cried. He wrapped his towel and I just wore my gown and again put on the gas and prepared tea for him and myself.

We didn’t talk anything he just drank the tea got up and just gave me a tight hug and left.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

That was the last time I had sex with my Sameer sir. I came back to USA and even Amrita never told me how Sir got involved with mom. Sir is going to get married to my sis Reema in December 2012 as it was taken a decision at that time that she will be completing her MBA again my dad’s wish which Sameer sir is fulfilling it for him.

I am still waiting to know how did mom agreed to have sex with Sameer sir. Amrita too never told me the same.

I am in USA not knowing what happened was good or worst for my family. But one thing is sure whenever I call up home mom is surely very happy and sometimes I can sense she is not alone on the phone as sir is right next to her and surely comes to know the naughty things I did with Sameer sir when my husband called up.

I will be coming back to Pune in November 2012 for ever hope I will get my missing questions answer hopefully.

Smita thanks to be a nice friend.




Well Friends lets see if this story gets continued after November 2012

I didnt had conversation with this wonderful women going to thrill trauma pain

Hope you liked it as I tried to do full justice what she told me with few inputs from my side.

Hope you reader's liked it and I promise if I get anything from her, will surely post the same

Please do send in your reviews for the same

Will be posting 4 more stories which are almost getting completed.

Whats Life All About (This story is again of 3 sisters but nothing like the Toss of a Coin)

Sunil - Is this Life(This is about a guy named Sunil where he tells me about his life in his own words)

You Only Live Once (This is again Biography of fun loving women with her Brother In Law)

Unamed -Story of women name Sujatha (I havent named as this story is in process with 100 pages already complete)



Hope you liked what I have posted till now and will be surely starting my new stories very soon.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Encounter In Tuition

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This is not written by me, I received the same through mail.

Its hot so thought of posting the same.

I haven't touched any single line nor edited nor added anything into it.

Before starting my Original stories I am posting this story, so that gives me room to complete my too at the same time.

Its original its written by the writer. That too is not the one who mailed me, he too dont know the original writer.

I also searched in EXBII the said story is not posted by now so thought of doing so that you people can enjoy the same

Thanks Smita

Encounter In Tuition

"Slowly, Manish," Shirlyn murmured. "Don't be in such a rush!"

"I can't help it!"

"You must try! How else will you learn? I can't teach you if you don't try! Okay, are you ready now?"

"Yes."

"Good. Now ... easy does it ... put it in slowly ... mm, yes ohhh yes ... that's it ... oh that feels so good, Manish! Yes! That's wonderful! Now ... push it in deeper ... yes! Oh ma yes! That's it! C'mon ... deeper ... shove it in, Manish ... as deep as you can ... Ohhhhhh uhhh yes! That's it! Put it all in, lover! Oh god yes! Oh Manish ... uhhhh yes!"

Above her, the strapping seventeen-year old schoolboy groaned thickly and flexed his buttocks taut. His lean hips dipped and his enormous nine-inch erection squelched into Shirlyn's convulsing slit.

She gasped and arched steeply under him, clenching his powerful biceps, lifting her hips to meet his in descent. Her cunt spasmed and contracted on his throbbing penis and the boy gasped.

His face was flushed and he was panting heavily, his nostrils flared, his mouth open. The pressure in his groin was unbearable, and her cunt was unrelenting on his distended penis. His body was tense and taut, veins popping in his neck and forehead, his muscles cording powerfully. His hard, tall body glistened with a light sweat.

A thin rivulet of perspiration coursed down his face, over his neck and deep chest and splashed on her breast. Shirlyn murmured in pleasure and, gripping his buttocks, keeping him pinned inside her, began moving her hips deftly in gentle undulating circular motions. The boy groaned. Her cunt churned around his cock, alternately squeezing and releasing his penis.

Shirlyn smiled gently.

"There," she said softly. "Doesn't that feel good, Manish? Do you like that?"

"Yes!" he gasped. "Oh god yes!"

"This is how you must fuck a woman, Manish ... slowly and deeply and thoroughly. Do you understand?"

"Yes ... no ... I don't know! Oh god ... c'mon!"

"No! Not yet! Not so fast!"

"Oh god oh god oh god," the boy moaned.

"Slowly now," she murmured, guiding him. "Gently ... now ... start moving ... move your cock out ... ahhhhhh ... yes ... that's it... good ... now ... hold it ... yes ... now shove it in again ...now! Yes! OHHHHHHH that's it! Shove it all in Manish! Shove it right in! OHHHHH baby yes! Now again ... out ... mm ... ohh uhhh yes ... now ... in ... oh ma uhhhhhhh yes! Oh fuck yes! Again! C'mon Manish ... do it ... in a rhythm ... move with me ... Out... yes! And in ... ohhh uhhh yes ... out ... uhhh ... in ... ohh... out ... That's it ... that's it ... yes ... keep moving ...just like that ... oh god Manish ... that feels so good!"

Shirlyn hissed in pleasure and dragged her slender fingers up his hard, V-shaped torso to his deeply cleaved chest and steepled them over his nipples, her fingernails digging into his smooth skin.

Her pointed tongue arched sexily over her deliciously curved upper lip. She moved her hips easily and rhythmically in a steady up and down motion. Her cunt was a hot vortex that engulfed the throbbing mass of his cock-flesh, squeezing and contracting greedily on its mass.

Her succulent breasts jiggled with their motions, her nipples rigid and stiff. The long gold necklace danced on her smooth, creamy flesh. Manish gasped in pleasure as he fucked her, thrusting his cock in and out of her moist, tight, convulsing cunt.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Manish," she gasped. "Slow down ... breathe out ... again ... yes... several breaths ... in and out ... that's it ... get a grip on yourself ... focus, Manish ... c'mon ... concentrate ... yes now calm down ... empty your mind ... don't try and think ...don't think of me ... close your eyes ... it's you ... just you... and your cock ... in my slit ... my slit's nice and hot and tight, isn't it? Yes ... it feels good on your cock, doesn't it?

See? See how it squeezes your prick? It's just you and your prick and my cunt now ... and all you want to do ... all you have to do is pull it out ... slowly ... yes ... that's good ... more ... take it all the way out ... that's it ... bas, that's it! Stop ...not all the way out ... just till there ... yes ... leave your cock-head in my cunt ... now stop ... don't move ... don't move at all ... mm ... wait for me to beg for it ... now ... please ...shove it in ... shove it right in Manish ... slowly ...ahhhhhhhhhh uhhh yes! Oh god that's so good ... now again out ... wait ... now in uhhhhhhhh Oh ma uhhhh yes! Again! Oh god yes... now! Quickly! Ram it in hard! All the way! Just ram it in, Manish! OHHHHHHHHHHHH uhhh yes! Oh god yes! That's it! Do it again! Ahhhhhh uhhh oh ma uhhh yes! Oh uhh oh uhh oh uhh god yes... now slow again ... yes ... mm ... that's lovely ... slow again... and again ... once more ... again ... now hard ... yes oh yes oh god yes that's it oh fuck yes do it uhh yes again! Oh lord yes, Manish, yes!"

The teenager followed her guidance, feeling giddy and oddly light-headed. He could hardly believe this was happening at last, at long last, after so long, so much waiting, so much dreaming, so much longing, those lonely nights of endless masturbation, fantasizing about her, of Shirlyn, his teacher, his tuition teacher who taught him math and chemistry and physics and, and biology, most of all biology, mostly anatomy, hers and his, and theirs.

Manish spinning in a whirlpool of lust. The girl is bewitching. He cannot stop looking at her. She is so lovely, so pretty, so sexy, slender and curved. She has a lovely oval face with a pointed chin, a slim, straight nose and slightly flared nostrils, small, cutely stuck-out ears. Her face is narrow so that, from some angles, it looks like her cheeks are plump, but even that is cute, really cute.

Her cheekbones are high. Her eyes are lovely, large, dark brown, full of magic. Her lips are light and full and her teeth are white and strong and even. Her skin is like gold, smooth and clear, firm as a gbang, without a trace of body hair. Her hair is dark and tumbles about her shoulders or flounces in a sexy pony tail or is coiled up neatly on the back of her head.

Her neck is superb, a long, slender, graceful column that holds her head. Her arms and legs are nicely turned and slim, with attractive ankles and wrists and slim fingers and toes, beautifully shaped and arched. He can't stop looking at her breasts, the way they jut out, full and ripe and high, like succulent fruit.

Her belly is firm and flat. He has seen it when she wears a *sari*. Oh god, her breasts. Her lovely breasts. Whatever she wears, the neck is always cut low, so close, so near, he can see the beginning of her cleavage, drawing his eyes down, down where the sexy gold chain around her neck disappears, oh lucky necklace, oh precious gold.

And those glasses she wears, with the black thread, the rims a delicate burgundy gold that makes her eyes look richer and livelier and sexier. What he wants, what he wants is to pull the clothes off her, to squeeze her breasts, get her to open her legs, to shove his dick into her cunt, to fuck her and fuck her and fuck her.

"Manish! Pay attention!"

He snaps back. She is glaring at him. He frowns and shakes his head, trying to clear the muddle and confusion. She sighs in exasperation.

"Oh Manish, why do you do this? You must concentrate. You're not even trying! How can I teach you anything if you won't listen?"

He knows she is a secretary in a lawyer's office. She takes tuitions part time to supplement her income. He doesn't know that she no longer does it for the money, that she's dropped all but a handful of her tuitions and those she keeps for reasons quite unrelated to education. Manish is one of her most attractive and sexy students.

She wants to fuck him, and she's enjoying the sport of seducing him, hunting him, taking her time and drawing it out, savouring the exquisite torture of denial. She knows she will have him before long, but she hasn't yet quite decided how she wants to do it.

Oh, of course if she just took off her clothes and spread her legs he'd be on her in a flash. She knows that he is obsessed with her body, but she torments him, giving him these flashing glimpses of her breasts when she bends forward, brushes her breasts against his arm, lets him look at her legs when she wears a dress, letting it ride up her knees and thighs more than she should.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

He is very cute, very sexy and not terribly bright. But it's not his mind she's interested in. He has the face of a film-star and the body of a demi-god. He knows this and he takes good care of himself. He is clean-shaven with the square-jawed, rugged features of a Maratha. His nose is strong and straight, his cheeks sexily hollowed, his lips full and wide and sensual and his teeth are white and strong.

His eyes are dark and deep-set under thick eyebrows. His hair is thick and dark. His body is stunning; she knows he lifts weights and works out for hours on end to keep in shape. A bullish neck spans out to broad, powerful shoulders. His torso is a breathtakingly slashed V that tapers to a narrow waist and high hips. His chest is broad and deeply cleaved and his belly is hard and flat.

His arms and legs are thick and long and bunched with muscle. His torso is hairless; even his armpits are depilated-- she has seen it under his open shirt. She finds this very sexy; she doesn't like hairy men. She has noticed the prominent bulge in his crotch and frequently fantasizes about his cock. She imagines it must be enormously long and thick.

Shirlyn and Manish at the dining table. A spread of notebooks and files and textbooks and papers, a clutter of pencils, pens, erasers. Manish's brow is furrowed and he looks grey and tired,his eyes glassy. Shirlyn has her spectacles perched on her nose, a book open upside down before her, right way up before him, a pencil in her slim fingers. She is wearing a brightly coloured synthetic skirt and blouse. It clings to her body like film.

The neck of her blouse is cut in a dangerously deep U that shows a good deal of her chest, the swell of her breasts squeezed together under it. The blouse has no buttons, just knotted ends beneath her breasts. The blouse is short and tight and her breasts jut out provocatively over her bare midriff.

The skirt is slung precariously far below her navel. He knows that from behind, the blouse is cut way, way down with low, scooped shoulders and shows most of her back, the honey gold skin glistening soft and smooth as a gbang, and he longs to touch it, run his fingers over it.

Her mouth is moving, and all he can see is the bright flash of her teeth and the darting of her tongue. His eyes keep slipping down. The blouse is translucent and he can see her breasts, most of them, full and heavy, the gold necklace twinkling on her creamy skin, disappearing in a taper between her breasts. Beneath, her naked midriff keeps flashing at him beneath her blouse.

"Manish! Manish!" She snaps her fingers in his face. He has drifted off again.

Exasperated, she tosses down the pencil. It skitters off the page and the table, clatters to the floor. She pushes her chair back and bends to pick it up.

Manish stifles a groan. As she bends, the lapels of her blouse fall low so that he has an unimpeded view of her breasts, can see the deep cleavage and the gold necklace nestling in the vale, can gauge the size and form of her breasts. She pauses a little longer than necessary, but he doesn't notice, keeps staring. She straightens and adjusts her blouse casually. He blanks out again, the magic moment is lost.

She shuts the math textbook. "Okay, Manish. You're not taking in any of this. Let's try something else. Get the Bio book."

Dumbly, he pulls out a thick volume from the stack at his elbow. She notices how smoothly and easily his muscles move, rippling under his skin. He is wearing jeans and an unbuttoned, open shirt, the sleeves rolled up to his biceps. His forearms are thick and criss-crossed with sinewy and bulging veins.

Under the shirt, she can see his hard, muscular torso and she licks her lips as her eyes slide surreptitiously over his frame, lingering on the small, hard, stiff nipples that are pulled wide and low on either side of his cleaved chest.

"Open it. Chapter twenty-two. Reproduction."

He flips open the book and stares at the diagrams. A cock. A cunt. Sperm swimming towards eggs. Fuck. He looks at her.

"This ... this isn't in the prelims portion, is it?" he asks nervously.

She conceals a smile. "No. Not yet. But it's interesting. It's different from what you've been doing, it'll be a change and you'll learn something."

Manish watching in a daze as she edges closer, her knee touching his and begins to explain the different parts. The scrotum. The testes. The penis. A mass of cartilage. Erections. Thickened with blood surging through veins.

Sperm comes from the testes, also known as the gonads, through the vas deferens. During reproduction, also known as copulation or intercourse, the erect penis is inserted into the vaginal aperture. Ejaculation causes a release of sperm. Millions of little squids swim through the vaginal fluid to a rendezvous with ova. One or two will make it.

The others perish. Never mind. More where that came from. Her fingers touch the back of his hand. Her blouse lapels droop. He sees her breasts again. Oh god. She isn't wearing a bra. He can see her nipples through the blouse. They're hard. Stiff little stubs. He wants to pinch them. She shuts the book, pushes her chair back and gets up.

"Okay, that's enough for today. We'll meet again tomorrow."

He gets up and sees her out. When she's gone, he goes mad. Rushes around crazily, doesn't know what to do. Masturbates and comes, masturbates again, comes again. And again.

When his elder brother returns from work, Manish is asleep. The elder boy looks in on his kid brother. Poor kid. Ever since their parents died in that car crash, he's done everything he could to get him through school. Nothing seems to work. He doesn't read, can't handle schoolwork, just works out, works out, works out. Great body as a result. But an real dumb. He picks up the phone.

"Hello, Shirlyn? It's me, Anand."

"Hi Anand. How's it going?"

"Fine. And you?"

"Very well."

"Sorry, you busy?"

"Mm. No, not really. Go on."

Shirlyn sees no reason to mention that she is busy. Busy as a beaver. Busy with a tongue in her beaver. She's in bed with, Barku, an office-boy from the firm she works for. In India, they call them peons. They do the dirty work, sweeping, delivering stuff, carrying messages, standing in lines to pay phone bills. The work is tough and their lives are hard -- and their bodies show it. Most of them are lean, muscular, sun-hardened men. Shirlyn loves fucking them.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Barku is exceptionally good. He's a sexy, handsome stud with a great cock and terrific stamina. He licks slit like a god, and she loves having a tongue in her cunt. She is naked on her back in bed, her legs spread wide, fondling her swollen breasts with one hand.

Barku is sprawled with his face in her crotch, prising her cunt-lips open in his strong, thick fingers, moving his head round and round, pushing and stabbing his tongue in and out of her streaming wet cunt.

Her hips grind and buck gently and her body jerks as he thrusts his tongue in and out of her cunt as though she is being fucked. She grips the phone to her ear and, with her free hand, clenches the peon's hair, moving his head between her thighs to suit her pleasure.

"Tell me Anand," she murmurs, struggling to keep her voice even. "What can I do for you?"

"I'd like to meet you. This evening? About, um, Manish, and his school work. How it's going. That sort of thing."

Shirlyn sticks her tongue out at the phone. She knows Anand is bullshitting as usual. He wants to fuck her. But he never says so. Always dreams up some stupid excuse. Still, he's good to fuck and she has no other plans. Barku can't stay the night anyway.

"Yes, all right," she says. "That sounds fine. What time?"

"Would you like to do dinner?" She can hear the grin and relief in his voice.

"Mm. Let's see." She nudges Barku away and rolls over onto her front, lifting her buttocks and spreading her legs. Barku chuckles softly and, kneeling behind her, presses his face to her buttocks.

Her body lurches forward as his tongue swirls over her puckered anus. Shirlyn loves being rimmed, loves being fucked in the ass. Barku will sodomize her before they're done.

With her free hand, she motions to him to finger-fuck her, jerking her wrist to and fro, her palm raised, middle finger curled forward. Barku chuckles softly and jabs a thick finger into her cunt. She stifles a moan. Her buttocks writhe and sway erotically.

"Well?" Anand asks. "Shall we do dinner?"

"Oh, all right."

"Where would you like to go?"

"Actually, I'm not particularly hungry. Wherever you like."

"You choose. Your choice. Chinese?"

"I don't mind."

"Fine. I can get you at eight."

"That's good."

Shirlyn's hips are swaying and writhing as Barku tongue- and finger-fucks her simultaneously, alternating his tongue between her cunt and dainty anus. He loves the taste and smell of it, it turns him on.

He begins masturbating. His cock is already hard from her earlier sucking of it, something she does incredibly well and loves dearly.

Frantically, she motions for him to stop and to start fucking her, making a fist and pumping it back and forth in the universal gesture. Barku laughs silently and, rising, straddles her hips in a low squat, bending his knees deeply.

He pushes his cock between her buttocks to her anus. She shakes her head. Later she mouths silently, her face turned over one slender shoulder.

Not now. He nods and pushes his cock-head to her cunt-lips. Shirlyn bites her lower lip and her face twists in a grimace of pleasure as the peon's huge cock-head pops into her cunt and his enormous, throbbing shaft pursues the bridgehead, surging slowly inward, making a huge wave of pleasure rock her body. On the phone, Anand is saying something.

"What? Sorry, I didn't get that."

"I asked what you think about Manish. Is he making progress?"

"Well," Shirlyn begins and then has to pause as Barku slides out and thrusts into her again.

"Shirlyn?"

"Yes?"

"You were saying?"

"Well, Manish's um progress. Not great, to be honest. It'll take time."

"He doesn't have time. His exams are almost on his head. Will he get through?"

"I don't know. Something's bothering him."

"What?"

"I don't know. You tell me."

"Why do you say that?"

"It's just that, well, he doesn't seem to be able to focus or concentrate. He keeps drifting off. It's very difficult working with someone like that."

"I appreciate all you're doing for me. Truly. I mean it. I really do."

"Just doing my job, Anand."

"You're good for him."

"Thank you."

"And for me, too," he says more softly. "For me, too. I'd be lost without you. Honestly."

This irritates her. She doesn't like being crowded emotionally. Anand wants to bind her down and she hates that. She scowls.

"Anand, I have to go."

"Why, what's up?"

"Someone's here."

"Who is it?"

"Later, Anand. See you at eight."

"No wait!"

Shirlyn is really pissed off now. She decides to give him something to think about. She drops the phone but leaves it off the hook. He hasn't disconnected. She can hear him calling to her.

She turns her face over her shoulder to the peon who is fucking her cunt slowly and deeply and unhurriedly.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Mm ... ohhh that's good, Barku," she moans loudly, loud enough that Anand can hear through the dangling receiver. "C'mon baby ...shove it in ... right in ... ahhhhhh yes ... oh fuck yes ...that's so good ... c'mon ... do it again ... hard! OHHHHHH uh OH ma uhhh yes! Oh god Barku you're so big! That's so good ... c'mon... fuck me, baby ... fuck me! Oh yes ... fuck me! Shove your cock right up into my cunt, lover ... ram it in! Yeh! That's it uhhhh Ohhhh yes oh fuck yes uhhhh OHHHHH uhh yes Oh that's so good, baby yes! Do it!"

Anand has the phone clipped to his ear. His knuckles whiten. His ears burn. She's fucking someone! The bitch! All this time she's talking to him and arranging to have dinner with him and she's fucking someone! The fucking whore! He knows, of course, that she fucks around, she's never hidden the fact that she has lovers, never given him reason to believe he's the first or the only one but she's never done anything like this.

Not openly, no. And then, to his surprise, his cock pops up and strains at his trousers. She sounds so damned sexy and he can just see her, whimpering and gasping and writhing with the guy, the guy he doesn't know and can't see, just like she does with him.

Oh fuck, he can see her now, what she must be doing, her hot cunt on the big, long cock, her body jerking and writhing.

"C'mon ... take it! Take it, whore!" he hears the man gasp and is stunned. The voice is rough, the words vernacular, the accent low-bred. Who the shit is she fucking?

"C'mon you fucking whore! Take my cock ... yeh ... that's it ...oh uhhh yeh ... oh fuck yes! Take it! Yeh ... that's it!" the man goes.

"Oh yes ... yes, Barku, yes ... fuck me!" she gasps. "Fuck me harder uhhhhhh yes oh god yes that's it ... c'mon lover ... shove it in ahhhhhhh uhhh yes ... oh god that's it yes ... oh fuck your cock's so big ... stick it in, baby ... shove it right up ohh yeh! God you peons are so good for me! You fuck me so well!"

A peon! She's fucking a bloody peon! Anand screams into the phone hello hello hello and all he hears is her, her, Shirlyn, and her lover, the peon, the peon laughing in delight. And then there's a soft click and the line goes dead.

That night, after a strained dinner, they go back to her little flat and Anand fucks her like a demon. She says nothing about the afternoon and he doesn't ask, just bends her body under his, forcing himself into her again and again with a savage madness.

She takes it all, everything he gives her, without protest, just gasping and moaning desperately as he pillages her flesh.

When he's done at last, the insane jealousy and crazed lust have ebbed. She snuggles up against him, fondling his cock. Her breasts are hot and fleshy against his hard chest. His cock stirs. She traces the contours of his body with her fingertip.

Like his brother, Anand is muscular and handsome and his cock is big and thick, about seven inches long limp, over eight inches in full tumescence and correspondingly thick.

He's good in bed, has power and stamina. Her body still tingles from his rough handling of her, which she actually rather enjoyed.

"Feeling better?" she murmurs, her tongue in his ear.

"You're a whore."

"Mm. I like being fucked."

"Even by a peon."

"It turned you on, didn't it?"

He's silent, because it's the truth. She smiles.

"You should have seen us," she said. "He fucked me so well and for so long. I really loved it."

"Shut up! Shut up!"

She slides over him, kisses him, his cock is hardening quickly and she lifts her hips and slips her cunt down on it. He gasps. She kisses him again, pushes her tongue into his mouth.

"How he fucked me," she goes on. "He's got this big cock, really big and thick, and he shoved it right into my slit ... just the way I like being fucked ... nice and hard ... ramming it in ...and then he fucked my ass, too ..."

Anand's face twists in rage. He jerks her cunt down on his cock, rolls her over on her back and begins ram-fucking her furiously, pounding in and out of her flesh.

She gasps and cries out, her body whipping and jerking under his, her hips crashing against his, her cunt convulsing frantically on his throbbing, pistoning penis. He fucks her and fucks her and fucks her till he's drained. At last he lets her go and sinks down on the bed.

"I'm sorry," he mumbles, his face stricken. "I shouldn't have done that, said all those things."

She kisses him tenderly. He's not a bad sort, really, and it's a difficult situation for any guy. He's taken it better than most.

Manish afloat again. It's even worse today. He just can't keep his eyes off her. She's wearing a *sari* this time, six yards of the traditional Indian garment that can be worn so it looks dowdy or so it looks outrageously sexy.

She only knows the second, of course. She couldn't look dowdy if she tried.

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It clings to her curves and shows the full, heavy weight of her breasts under her tight blouse, her flat belly, her slender hips and legs. The neck of the blouse is low, low, low and he can see her cleavage winking temptingly at him, the gold chain nestling in the valley, vanishing into the squeezed fold between those luscious, ripe mounds.

In profile, he can see her breasts straining at the tight blouse and wants so much, so much to run his hands along it and then to cup her breasts. There's this sexy little *bindi*, a vermilion dot, in the middle of her forehead, and her hair is coiled up high on top of her head and accents the lovely line of her neck and throat.

He looks at her and drowns in her brown eyes, rimmed with kohl, their colour and warmth accentuated by the burgundy gold of her spectacles. She looks at him and sighs.

"Oh well, Manish. This really isn't working for you, is it?" she murmurs.

He looks down glumly. He can't seem to understand a word of what she's saying or wanting him to read, not a word, it's all just a crazed jumble of letters and drawings and it's only geography.

All he wants is her, her body, her lovely, lovely body. He sees how her breast rests on the edge of the table and can't take his eyes off it. She smiles gently at him over the rim of her spectacles and points to his biology book.

"Let's try that, shall we? The chapter we were doing yesterday?"

Manish's eyes brighten. This he can look at. He gets the book and flips open to the page. She starts talking again, and now it's more of the same and also a diagram of breasts, mammaries, and nipples, and aureoles. The chapter ends. He wants to do it all over again. She looks at him, taking off her spectacles.

"You know Manish, there's such a lot about this they don't tell you in the books. Stuff you should know."

He stares at her. What's she talking about?

"I mean, there's more to reproduction than that. And there's more to that than reproduction. Much more."

What? What?

Her smile broadens. She has such a cute mouth.

"You have a paper in practicals, too, don't you?"

"Uh, yeah, yes. Chem. And Physics."

"Not bio?"

"Yeah, a bit. Cutting up frogs and such."

"Nothing else?"

"Um, no, no I don't think so."

"Not in this chapter?" She points to the book.

He looks down, looks at her, looks down, at her again, shakes his head.

"Well," she says, getting up. "They should. At least I think so."

What? He looks at her. Where's she going? It isn't time yet.

"Where's your video?" She's rummaging in her purse on a sofa.

"What?"

"Your video. Where is it?" She straightens, holding a cassette. "I've got something you should see. It might help you understand better."

"Um, in my room. I ... I was watching a film before. Took the trolley in."

"Very well. I'm leaving now. I know it's a bit early, but I want you to spend the rest of the time watching this. It will teach you several things, which I want you to remember. We'll go over them tomorrow when I return. Okay?"

What can he say? He doesn't want her to go, but he can't tell her that. She gives him the cassette, smiles, and he sees her out. When she's gone, he feels lonely and empty. He shuffles back to his bedroom.

It has typical teenage clutter, weights, music, magazines, Samantha Fox and Madonna battling boobs and thighs on the wall, another of a couple of luscious Indian film stars in erotic poses, showing quite a lot.

He doesn't know it then, of course, but these film-stars, they're graduates of the same whore-school Shirlyn's at and often come back to do time.

He pushes the tape into the video machine and rewinds. His back is to her. He presses the play button.

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It's a porn-film, of course, one of the Hedon & Venery's typically steamy numbers. This one's a real teaser, styled as a sex-ed cassette, with a fairly innocuous title. It begins without pretension, the credits rolling with soft, unremarkable music. Then the screen fades out.

The fade in shows Shirlyn in a white coat at a desk in a clinic, lots of charts and medical equipment around. She smiles at the camera. She's very lovely, wearing a *sari*, her eyes lined with *kajal*, a *bindi* on her forehead, a stethoscope around her neck.

She has her spectacles on and the gold chain around her neck that he finds so sexy against her flawless golden skin. Her hair is up in a bun.

"Hello, and welcome. My name is Shirlyn and I am a doctor. A special kind of doctor."

She gets up and moves around the desk. The camera follows her. Her body looks terrific, slender and curved like an hourglass.

“Many of you must be wondering what this film is about and why we need it all. Let me explain. My colleagues at the Institute for Advanced Studies and I have recently completed a comprehensive study and survey of sexual attitudes in middle-class adolescents.”

“Among our several findings is that a large proportion of adolescents are frequently ill-informed about adult sexual behavior. Perhaps this is the result of a certain social pressure, perhaps there are other reasons. But we believe that it is important that adolescents understand more fully what remains mankind's most basic and vital need. The need for sex.”

She levers herself off the desk and goes around the room. "Now most of you must have seen charts like these." She points to several diagrams, clinical dissections of the anatomy.

The camera closes in on a penis and a vagina in cross-section. "These diagrams certainly tell you about the anatomical aspects of our organs. But what they do not tell you is this."

She points to another picture. The camera closes in on it. Manish gasps. It's in lurid detail, full, pin sharp colour, shows a cock entering a cunt from behind, the thick shaft half-in, half-out ofthe cunt, swallowed by the curve of a luscious, creamy buttock.

"Yes. What we are taught in schools and colleges does not include this. Certainly you are told what goes where. But never are you told how or why or what makes it so important and special. That is what this film will show."

Music overlays the soundtrack, the camera retreats from the picture and Manish's jaw drops, it's a picture of the Shirlyn herself, on her front, wearing only her white coat and jewelry and stethoscope and spectacles and nothing else.

She's on her forearms and knees and her face is turned to the camera, a vision of lust, the eyes half closed, the mouth open in a wide 'O', while, kneeling behind her, a huge, immensely muscular, devastatingly handsome young man squeezes his cock into her cunt.

His face is flung back and twisted in pleasure. His fingers are dug into the soft flesh of her hips and waist.

The white coat is pushed up to her armpits and her breasts hang heavy, swollen, pendulous, the necklace and stethoscope dangling, her nipples rigid and stiff like little nuts.

The black cord of her spectacles hangs around her long neck. The camera lingers on the picture, and slowly moves in to a close-up of her face, then her breasts, then returns to her cunt and his cock.


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Manish gapes at it and then it dissolves into another shot of Shirlyn in close-up. She's smiling at the camera and her eyes are dark brown and lively, light by a strange kind of
fire. Manish groans and unbuttons his shirt, drops his jeans, begins masturbating slowly.

"Yes, this is what they don't tell us in schools and colleges. How to have sex so that it is enjoyable. That we can have sex without wanting to 'reproduce'. That sex is more than an act of procreation. What we will show you is what they don't show you: sex as fun. Sex as recreation, not just procreation."

Her smile widens. "First of all, you must remember that words like 'sex', 'penis' and 'vagina' have little or no importance during coitus. These words are sterile and clinical and they do not convey emotion.

In this film, we will not use such words. Instead, we will use the words with which you are familiar, but have been told to avoid: words like 'fucking' and 'cock' and 'prick' and 'cunt' and 'slit' and 'pussy'. We will also use other words as love-calls which are an essential part of fucking. Words like 'whore' and 'bitch' and 'slut', 'bastard' and 'mother-fucker'. You will find that these words definitely add to the feeling of pleasure and are in themselves exciting."

Manish has an erection. He's rivetted. The camera draws back and there's a man standing with Shirlyn, a tall, strapping, handsome, muscular man, dark and very macho, dressed in jeans and an open shirt with the sleeves rolled up his broad, sinewy forearms.

The shirt has several buttons open and Manish can see that he has a powerful torso, broad shoulders, a deep, cleaved chest, a flat hard belly. The torso is hairless, dark, smooth.

His hips are high and narrow and his waist is trim. He has long strong legs and arms, bulging with muscle.

His face is rugged and handsome with a square jaw and sexy cleft in his chin, deep eyes, a strong nose and dark hair swept back. His mouth is wide and lean-lipped, almost cruel, but oddly sensual nonetheless. Shirlyn is talking.

"If we were to carry on talking," she smiles, "we would be no better than those useless text-books. Instead, we are going to give you a live demonstration. Hari has very kindly agreed to help me. He will fuck me."

Manish gasps. Hari nods at the camera and smiles. Shirlyn goes on. "We strongly recommend that, if you are a virgin, male or female, you follow what we do. After all, the best way to learn is by emulation ..."

The screen dissolves. Soft, pulsating music with the slow fade in and the screen shows Shirlyn and the man kissing. She has taken off her glasses.

They are kissing deeply and sexily, their tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths. Now there is only a voice-over with faint, pulsating music in the background.

"First," Shirlyn's voice on the tape, "the initial embrace and kiss and caresses. This kind of kissing, commonly called 'French kissing', is very erotic. Notice how Hari and I use our tongues, suck each other's lips.

Meanwhile, our bodies press together and our hands and fingers stroke each other. Hari caresses my face and neck -- that is very arousing -- my arms and hips and buttocks. I stroke his face and arms and torso, which is very sexy and appealing."

The kiss breaks. They begin to strip each other. Somehow, they manage it so that her *sari* comes off without her getting out of the white coat. He unbuttons her blouse, pulls it open. Manish moans.


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Her breasts are lovely, lovelier than he'd imagined, full and high and succulent like juicy fruit, with bright aureoles surrounding long, stiff nipples. The man squeezes her breasts,
pinches her nipples. Shirlyn moans thickly and arches her back, her face suffused with joy.

"Fondling my breasts is extremely arousing. I can feel my tits swell and grow hard with excitement. My nipples, as you see, stiffen and harden and when Hari pinches them, exquisite little ribbons of lust flicker through my body and make me hotter still. I am very randy now and my cunt is already getting wet."

The camera cuts to a shot of her crotch. Manish stares. It is beautiful. The little curved mound, covered in a dark delta of soft pubic hair and, as the camera closes in further, he sees the little dewdrops of cunt-juice beading her cunt-fuzz.

"You will see my cunt in greater detail a little later," Shirlyn's voice-over reassures him. "For now, I want to suck Hari's cock."

Cuts to a close-up of her sucking the man's cock. Manish gasps, moans. The cock is huge, hot and dark and thick and long.

She jerks it in her fist, her mouth open wide, her eyes half-closed, her head rocking back and forth, her tongue swirling lasciviously around the bulging cock-head, her face distending with its size when she takes it in her mouth.

"Yes!" the man gasps. "Oh fuck yes! C'mon ... suck it, bitch! Suck my cock! Ohhh yes ... suck it harder, whore! Ohhh yes! That's it!"

His voice and the music recede, yielding to her voice-over.

"Sucking cock, giving head, eating meat, or, as the text-books call it, fellatio, is a very effective way of arousing a man. There is no doubt about the fact that all men enjoy it. What is less well known, but equally true, is that women enjoy it, too.

For instance, I love the taste and smell of a good, hard big cock fucking my mouth. It's very sexy and a major turn-on."

The camera draws back. Shows her on her knees sucking his cock. He's holding her head and moving it to and fro, pumping his hips back and forth at her face. With her free hand, she's fondling her breasts, thrusting a hand into her crotch, masturbating.

The camera cuts swiftly to shots of her hand crushing her breasts, her slender fingers tensed and curled around the flesh mounds, plucking the stiff nipples in her fingertips, her finger sliding down her crack, pressing hard, curling and vanishing inward. Manish groans, pumping his erection in his fist.

"Also, there is no need for anxiety about taking jizz in your mouth. In fact, I recommend you try it. It tastes heavenly!"

The man gasps. Shirlyn opens her mouth under the cock, jerking it furiously and he explodes. Jizz shoots from his cock-head and spurts into her open mouth, flooding it, overflowing and dribbling down her cheeks and chin, showering her face and breasts.

She swallows the seed in her mouth and takes his cock between her lips again. The shot fades slowly.

"Cunnilingus."

The shot fades in to one of Shirlyn on her back on the edge of a bed, her legs spread wide, the man crouched between her thighs, his face buried in her cunt.

"Also known as licking slit or cunt. Eating pussy."

The man's tongue jabs into her cunt and the camera shows her slit in detail, her cunt-lips pulled wide in his fingers, exposing the soft, moist, pink flesh within, the hard stem of her clitoris.

"This is undoubtedly one of the most pleasurable feelings for any woman. The touch of thick, warm, heavy tongue in my slit is one I can never get enough of. And Hari is exceptionally good at licking my cunt."


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On screen, Shirlyn's hips writhing and bucking up and down. Her head flipping from side to side, her face a mask of passion and excitement, her eyes shut, her mouth wide open. Her hands squeezing her breasts in excitement, clenching his head, moving it round and round between her thighs.

Close-up of his tongue in her cunt, thick and spade-shaped, darting in and out, delving deep, twisting and sharpening to a point, flicking wildly, then slowly running up and down her slit, her groans getting louder.

His finger stabbing in and his tongue and finger both working her cunt simultaneously. Shirlyn going wild on the bed, her body heaving and writhing.

"When both finger and tongue are used simultaneously, the pleasure is considerably heightened. At this stage, many women lose control and begin to orgasm. We recommend that this be avoided. One way to do this is to pause in the tongue- and finger-fucking and to take several breaths deeply, in and out.

This slows down the body's accelerated rhythm. Also, try and move your mind away to something else, something unerotic. Mathematics often works. Then the cunnilingus and masturbation should be resumed. If this is repeated often enough, the women gets frantic, her orgasm tantalisingly out of reach."

Shirlyn going berserk on the bed, moaning and gasping like a whore.

"Yes! Oh god yes, Hari, yes! Ohhhh uhhh yes, baby, yes ... oh god that's so good ... keep licking my slit, lover! Ohhhh yes ... that's it ... shove your tongue right into my cunt, lover ...ahhhhh uhhh yes ... ohhh yes that's it ... yeh ... shove your finger in, too, baby ... ohma uhhh yes!"

Manish is dazed, numb. He can't take his eyes off the screen.

"The famous sixty-nine. Truly, this is one of the most satisfying positions. The woman sucks cock, the man licks slit. The relative positions of each do not much matter. It can even be done lying on side."

Shirlyn and Hari in a sixty-nine, her on top, her head rocking up and down over his lap, her hips grinding on his face, then him on top, his hips bucking and bouncing over her face and then side by side, head to toe, her mouth filled with his cock, his tongue working her slit.

"All this, and more, is called foreplay. There are other means of stimulation, of course, which we will show you in detail in future episodes. For now, a few glimpses must suffice ... rimming ...licking ass ..."

It's just getting worse for Manish. His balls are aching and there's a twist in his gut. There's a shot of Shirlyn on her front again, bent low, and the man behind her moving his head up and down at her buttocks, his tongue out.

"Ohhhhh uhhhh yes ... mm, that's good yes!"

A close-up of his thick, long tongue swirling over her puckered anus. Then a shot of her doing it to him as he lies on his front and lifts his buttocks, his cock erect and throbbing, her bright pointed tongue rapping at his asshole.

"Sucking tits ..."

Shirlyn on her back, moaning and gasping, her body arched, the man tugging at one nipple with his teeth, whipping it with his tongue, drawing in the luscious mound of her breast and sucking it greedily.

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"Frigging with a sexual aid ... a dildo, or a vibrator ..."

Shirlyn on her back masturbating with a long, thick dildo, her legs spread, her body jerking and writhing as she rocks it in and out of her cunt.

"But we must get on. Get on to actual fucking. The real thing."

The shot cuts to one of her on her back, her legs spread, the man bent over her on his knees and outstretched arms.

She's clenching his arms. His cock is at her cunt-lips. He pauses and then slowly pushes his hips downward, flexes his buttocks.

His cock crushes into her cunt. She gasps and cries out, biting her lower lip, arching her body, lifting her hips to his.

"Mm ... ohhhhh yes, Hari, yes! Oh god yes! That's so good, baby! Yes! C'mon ... shove it in! Ahhhhh uhhhh yes! That's it!"

On tape. "Fucking. One of the most glorious and exquisitely pleasing activities known to man. One of the most primal and basic pleasures of the human body. The only limit to the ways of fucking is your imagination.

Nothing should be distasteful. Any position you enjoy is acceptable. This, of course, is the legendary missionary position."

On screen, the man is fucking her slowly and heavily, rocking his cock in and out of her cunt. Close-up of his cock, glistening with their coital juices, going in and out, in and out, appearing and disappearing into her cunt, his hips rising and falling, hers too, their loins grinding and writhing together and, on the tape, her voice, and his, filled with delight, calling in obscene eagerness.

"Yes! Ohhh yes, Hari, yes! Fuck me ... ohhhhh uhhhh yes ... c'mon ... fuck me harder! Do it! Do it, lover! Shove your cock into my cunt ... ahhhhh uhhh yes ... oh god yes! That's it! Ohhhh yes! Oh ma uhhh yes!"

And he. "C'mon ... oh uh yeh ... oh fuck yes ... c'mon whore ... take it! Oh fuck yes ... take it, bitch ... take my cock ... oh fuck yes!"

The camera snaps to a mid-shot, showing them fully, the man's hips bobbing and bouncing up and down over her heaving hips.

Her body snaps with his thrusts, her breasts bouncing, she squeezes them, her face flips from side to side radiant with pleasure, nostrils flared, eyes closed, mouth open.

And the shot cuts to another of him taking her from behind. This is the shot from the first picture, her stethoscope and necklace dangling, her spectacles perched on her slender nose, her white coat pushed up.

She's on her forearms and knees and he's kneeling behind her, thrusting, thrusting, thrusting.

"This is one of the most pleasurable positions. It affords exceptionally deep access for a cock into a cunt. It is called the rear-entry position or, more colloquially, being fucked from behind, doggie-style."

On screen, Shirlyn whimpers and moans, rocking back and forth under him, her breasts and necklace jiggling and tossing. The man grips her hips and moves her body to and fro under his to suit his pleasure.

His cock appears and disappears between the curves of her buttocks, glistening and gleaming as it pistons in and out. Manish can hear it squelching and Hari's thighs slapping softly at her buttocks. His balls are big, his cock is huge. Shirlyn is going wild.

"Oh fuck yes! Oh ma uhhh yes, Hari, yes ... do it, lover ... fuck me ... oh god yes ... that feels so good! Yes! Ohhhhh uhhh yes!"

"C'mon ... take it! C'mon whore ... take my cock!" the man cries.

Shirlyn hisses in pleasure, turns her face over her shoulder as she rocks and lurches under him, arches her tongue over her upper lip. The man leans forward over her slender back and kisses her sexily, flipping his tongue in and out of her mouth while her buttocks writhe against his crotch and his cock pistons steadily in and out of her cunt, his hips bucking up and down rhythmically.

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Manish whimpers, his erection burning, wanting it to be him. The camera roves their bodies lovingly, lingering in shots of her breasts jiggling and bouncing, on her face, twisted and suffused with a radiance of joy, on his mammoth cock grinding down into her
cunt, scrunching and crushing into her cunt-flesh.

"Yeh ... oh fuck yes ... take it ... take it, whore, take it!" Hari groans.

His rich, gravelly voice on tape. "For men," he says, "there is little that is more satisfying than the feeling of a hot, tight, wet, soft cunt on a throbbing erection. It is a unique pleasure, unlike any other."

Another cut and now she's astride him, kneeling upright on his lap, jigging and bouncing up and down. Her gold necklace tosses and jumps on her skin, and her breasts bounce and she slides her hands up and squeezes them, pinching her rigid nipples.

"Yes! Ohh god yes! Ohh that feels so good, Hari! God your cock's so good in my cunt ... ohhh uhhh yes! Oh god yes!"

The camera shows them gasping and rocking and, from behind, shows her buttocks bouncing off his strong thighs, shows her cunt gobbling his cock, sliding up its length, crashing down again, her buttocks flexing and unflexing, her cunt wet and open, her anus
winking temptingly at the lens.

The camera swivels smoothly around to the front again and slowly begins to close in on her face. Shirlyn slows and looks into the camera.

"So," she says breathlessly. "As you have seen, there is much more to sex than reproduction. There is pleasure and there is joy.

But what we have shown you is merely the beginning, the very basics. In the next film, we explore further, and look at some of the different ways to heighten your enjoyment. We will also show you the wonders of orgasm ...'

Quick cuts show an ejaculating cock, spurting over a cunt, over buttocks, over breasts and her face.

"Sodomy or, butt-fucking ..."

Another cut shows a huge cock piercing her anus, slowly skewering her rear-channel and driving in and in and in. Shirlyn's on her front, bent over in a steep *,,.,* position, her buttocks raised and thrust back, her face contorted in an agony of lust, eyes screwed shut, mouth wide, lips drawn back.

The man's above her, straddling her hips, his body corded with tension, his head flung back, his muscles rippling as he flexes his buttocks and shoves his cock deeper and deeper into her rear-channel.

"... And the unique joys of group sex."

Shirlyn being fucked in her cunt and mouth and ass simultaneously by three huge cocks, sawing in and out of her orifices, her body hammered by those of her lovers, twisting and writhing in evident ecstasy, her face contorted in a rictus of pleasure. Cut back to her face and she's smiling.

"That and more next time. We hope you have enjoyed this film and learned from it. To get the most from what you have seen, we suggest you try fucking as often as you can. After all, as they say, practice makes perfect!"

The camera begins to retreat from her face. She moans, writhing on Hari's lap and, bending over, kisses him deeply, thrusting her tongue into his mouth, writhing her buttocks over his lap. He squeezes her breasts.

"Now Hari ... fuck me! Fuck me hard, lover! Fuck me like a whore!"

The camera pulls back and up, back and up, rising higher and higher, up above a slowly whirring fan, always looking down, showing the two bodies writhing and bucking in a frenzy on the bed, their cries filling the soundtrack.

A slow fade and, with her cries filling the background against superbly syncopated throbbing music, the end titles roll. Manish moans and jerks his cock violently. The jizz spurts from his loins and keeps coming and coming and coming.

The next afternoon, Shirlyn wasted no time with Manish. She wore a dress today, a patterned, close-fitting garment that clung to her contours.

It was buttoned down the front and had a low, scooped neck. She stepped into the house, kicked off her heeled shoes, dumped her bag and, before he realized what was happening, was standing before him, slipping her arms around his neck, lifting her face to his.

Manish's cock throbbed erect and he gripped her hips and pulled her body to his, his pulse racing, his flesh hot and feverish with lust.

"You want me, don't you?" she murmured, and her breath was warm on his face.

He nodded, sinking into the deep brown pools of her *kajal*-rimmed eyes that glittered with a strange flame.

"Then take me, Manish," she whispered. "Fuck me. Show me what you've learned, what you know."


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She pulled his head down to hers and her lips flowered under his lips and her tongue snaked out to his mouth.

He stilled himself and when he let his lips part, her tongue darted into his mouth, quick as an eel, flicking sexily against his.

She held the kiss, sucking his lower lip, drawing his tongue into her mouth and her hands slid slowly down his body, undoing his shirt, pulling it out of his jeans, pulling it wide and her fingers touched his naked flesh and caressed the hard, clean contours of his torso.

"Take off my dress," she murmured, her tongue swirling through his ear. "I'm naked under it."

Fumbling, Manish popped the large buttons down the front of her dress and pulled it wide off her shoulders. It rustled to her feet and she stepped into his arms naked and slender and sensuous, her golden skin glowing, her face soft and radiant with pleasure. Taking his hands, she put them on her breasts.

"Squeeze them," she murmured. "Yes ... that's it ... see how my tits get hard and bigger ... yes ... now pinch my nipples ... oh that's good ..."

She looked lovely, her hair curled in a short, flouncing club behind her head, the gold chain twinkling around her neck. She took his hand and put it in her crotch and he groaned at the touch of her soft, downy pubic fuzz against his fingers and he felt the first sticky wetness seeping from the tender lips of her slit.

"I'm hot," she moaned. "I'm hot and wet for you, Manish ... I want your cock in my slit ... and your tongue ... you will fuck me, won't you?"

He nodded dumbly. Her fingers slid down his body and she undid his jeans, pulled down the fly and he gasped as her fingers curled around his cock. She jerked his penis tenderly.

"You're beautiful," she murmured. "You've got a beautiful body and a beautiful cock. I want it." He groaned, and his penis throbbed and quivered as she pumped it gently, raking her fingernails up and down the long shaft.

She kissed him again and when she broke the kiss, drowning in her warm brown eyes, he gasped, "You. Was it really you?"

"Of course," she murmured, kissing him again, sliding her tongue along his lips, rubbing her breasts against his chest. "Of course it was."

Quick as a snake, then, she went down on her knees before him. Manish looked down, incredulous, thinking it's happening, it's happening! Shirlyn's lips parted and her tongue swirled out and over his thick cock-head.

"OHHHHH uhh yes!" he gasped sharply, his belly snapping inward in shock.

Instantly, her lips slipped around his cock-head and she took his cock deep in her mouth and began sucking it with a steadily intensifying pressure, using her tongue cunningly on his bulging, swollen cock-head.

Manish gasped and moaned and instinct took over and he began fucking her mouth, jerking his hips back and forth, pushing his cock in and out of her mouth. She moaned deep in her cock-filled throat and sucked his penis hungrily, her fingers and thumbs encircling his shaft.

"Ohhhh uhhh yes! Oh god yes!" he gasped.

Manish moaned, his head bent, watching incredulously, scarcely believing that it was happening. His body burned with lust and exhilaration and his balls and cock throbbed with an excitement he'd never known.

His pulse raced and there was a pounding in his head.

He moaned and panted, his chest heaving and thought, she's sucking it, sucking it just like she was on screen and now there's no difference, none at all, he's doing it, he's with her, he can touch and feel and oh god yes, he can, he can enter her and take her and have her and, oh lord yes, oh yes, and fuck her.

His cock spurted pre-cum gunk and she groaned, opening her mouth wide and jerking his cock over her lips so he could see his jizz spurting into her mouth. She took his cock in her mouth again.

He was about to come when she stopped and leaned back. She got to her feet and kissed him again, writhing her cunt against his crotch. Her cunt was wetter now.

"Fuck me," she said softly. "Shove your cock into my slit, Manish. Come on."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She pulled his head down to hers and her lips flowered under his lips and her tongue snaked out to his mouth. He stilled himself and when he let his lips part, her tongue darted into his mouth, quick as an eel, flicking sexily against his.

She held the kiss, sucking his lower lip, drawing his tongue into her mouth and her hands slid slowly down his body, undoing his shirt, pulling it out of his jeans, pulling it wide and her fingers touched his naked flesh and caressed the hard, clean contours of his torso.

"Take off my dress," she murmured, her tongue swirling through his ear. "I'm naked under it."

Fumbling, Manish popped the large buttons down the front of her dress and pulled it wide off her shoulders. It rustled to her feet and she stepped into his arms naked and slender and sensuous, her golden skin glowing, her face soft and radiant with pleasure. Taking his hands, she put them on her breasts.

"Squeeze them," she murmured. "Yes ... that's it ... see how my tits get hard and bigger ... yes ... now pinch my nipples ... oh that's good ..."

She looked lovely, her hair curled in a short, flouncing club behind her head, the gold chain twinkling around her neck.

She took his hand and put it in her crotch and he groaned at the touch of her soft, downy pubic fuzz against his fingers and he felt the first sticky wetness seeping from the tender lips of her slit.

"I'm hot," she moaned. "I'm hot and wet for you, Manish ... I want your cock in my slit ... and your tongue ... you will fuck me, won't you?"

He nodded dumbly. Her fingers slid down his body and she undid his jeans, pulled down the fly and he gasped as her fingers curled around his cock. She jerked his penis tenderly.

"You're beautiful," she murmured. "You've got a beautiful body and a beautiful cock. I want it." He groaned, and his penis throbbed and quivered as she pumped it gently, raking her fingernails up and down the long shaft.

She kissed him again and when she broke the kiss, drowning in her warm brown eyes, he gasped, "You. Was it really you?"

"Of course," she murmured, kissing him again, sliding her tongue along his lips, rubbing her breasts against his chest. "Of course it was."

Quick as a snake, then, she went down on her knees before him. Manish looked down, incredulous, thinking it's happening, it's happening! Shirlyn's lips parted and her tongue swirled out and over his thick cock-head.

"OHHHHH uhh yes!" he gasped sharply, his belly snapping inward in shock.

Instantly, her lips slipped around his cock-head and she took his cock deep in her mouth and began sucking it with a steadily intensifying pressure, using her tongue cunningly on his bulging, swollen cock-head.

Manish gasped and moaned and instinct took over and he began fucking her mouth, jerking his hips back and forth, pushing his cock in and out of her mouth. She moaned deep in her cock-filled throat and sucked his penis hungrily, her fingers and thumbs encircling his shaft.

"Ohhhh uhhh yes! Oh god yes!" he gasped.

Manish moaned, his head bent, watching incredulously, scarcely believing that it was happening. His body burned with lust and exhilaration and his balls and cock throbbed with an excitement he'd never known. His pulse raced and there was a pounding in his head.

He moaned and panted, his chest heaving and thought, she's sucking it, sucking it just like she was on screen and now there's no difference, none at all, he's doing it, he's with her, he can touch and feel and oh god yes, he can, he can enter her and take her and have her and, oh lord yes, oh yes, and fuck her.

His cock spurted pre-cum gunk and she groaned, opening her mouth wide and jerking his cock over her lips so he could see his jizz spurting into her mouth. She took his cock in her mouth again.

He was about to come when she stopped and leaned back. She got to her feet and kissed him again, writhing her cunt against his crotch. Her cunt was wetter now.

"Fuck me," she said softly. "Shove your cock into my slit, Manish. Come on."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

They went to the bedroom and stumbled into bed. She went down on her back, kissing him hungrily and drew his body over hers, spreading her legs wide, bending her knees. The callow youth fumbled in her crotch.

"Gently," she murmured and, taking his cock in her hand, guided it to her cunt. "There," she said. "Can you feel my cunt's heat now on your prick? Can you feel how wet it is? Come on, Manish ... shove your cock into my slit!"

The youth gasped and lurched into her. Shirlyn moaned, arching her body under his. Her cunt rose to meet his and he gasped at its heat and tightness, at its fierce convulsions on his cock. His loins bubbled, the heat was unbearable.

"Don't!" she hissed sharply. "Don't come! Not yet! Not so soon! You must fuck me slowly ... for a long time ... think, Manish! Think! Remember the tape! Fuck me like that man did, Hari! Remember how he did it?"

How could he forget? Each image was seared into memory. He gasped, panting like an animal and forced his body to stillness.

"That's it," she murmured, smiling wantonly, her eyes dancing. "That's it. You can control your body, Manish, but only with your mind. Never forget that.

Control is everything and to have control you must concentrate, you must focus. If your mind loses control, your body will lose control. Understand?"

He gasped, biting his lower lip, and nodded. She smiled and drew his head down to hers, kissed him. Her breasts were hot and heavy under his chest and her rigid nipples scbangd his hard chest. The gold necklace glittered on her golden skin.

He stared at her, drowning in the warmth of her eyes. She arched lazily and her hips began to writhe under his, churning her cunt with his cock. It felt wonderful. She whimpered softly, caressing his body, stroking his powerful back and shoulders, clenching his buttocks, pulling him deep inside her.

"Mm ... that's so good, Manish ... your cock is pressing on my clitoris ... that feels lovely ... c'mon ... suck my tits!" She arched and squeezed her breasts in her hands, lifting them to his face.

"Yes ... suck harder ... oh ma yes ... that's it! Bite my nipples uhhh ahhh yes oh god you're good, Manish, you're so good!"

She guided the teenager, murmuring her instructions and gasping in pleasure as he obeyed. He was very good.

His cock was big and hard and thick and, in this, unlike his studies, his will was strong and his mind was firm. He was uneducated, but that problem she could meet.

Now, bent over her, his rhythm steadied gradually, evened out. It was like learning to ride a bicycle, Shirlyn thought, once you got the hang of it you could spin away on your own.

Manish's mind soared. He arched his head and moved rhythmically over her, flexing and unflexing his buttocks alternately, swinging his hips up and down, up and down in a ceaseless, effortless stroke.

He felt powerful and strong. He was fit and healthy and his body obeyed his mind. He focused on what he was doing, as she told him to do, concentrated on fucking her rather than the clamour in his gonads, which he forced into the background.

It worked. She wasn't faking anything, and he knew that with certainty. She really liked what he was doing to her.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Yes ... oh god yes! Ohhh uhhh yes, Manish, yes! C'mon ... faster ... uhhh yes ... harder ... oh ma uhhh yes ... keep going ... oh fuck yes ... c'mon Manish ... yes ... do it ... fuck me uhhh oh ma uhhhh yes ... c'mon baby ... shove it in ... yes! That's it! Shove it right in, lover! Oh god oh god oh god yes!"

He moved faster and faster and her body rocked and jerked under his thrusts, her breasts jiggling as he rammed his cock in and out of her cunt.

"Manish ... c'mon ... say something! Talk! Use those lovely dirty words you know! Let me hear you, Manish!"

He gasped. "Yes ... oh uhhh yes ... oh fuck yes ... c'mon ... whore!"

"Yes!" she cried. "Say it again!"

"Whore! Cunt! Take it! Take it, slut! Take my cock you fucking bitch!"

"OHHHHHHHHH uhhh yes Oh ma uhhhh yes! Oh god yes!" she cried.

The bed rocked and bounced as he fucked her, pounding furiously in and out of her cunt now, his hips bobbing and bouncing in a frenzy over her thighs.

She gasped and cried out, her head jerking from side to side, her body whipping and tossing frantically on the bed, her hips bucking and heaving under his, her cunt spasming and contracting feverishly on his pistoning penis.

Suddenly, she stopped him, gasping and panting, her chest heaving. "Not so fast!" she hissed. "Not so fast, not yet! C'mon ... lick my slit! Tongue-fuck me!"

Manish moaned and thrust his cock into her feverishly a few times before he obeyed. He slid out of her and began to slide down her body.

"Not like that," she snapped. "Slowly ... lick my tits ... suck them ... then go down slowly ... then tongue-fuck me."

Manish squeezed one breast and took it in his mouth. She groaned, arching. Her nipple quivered under his tongue. He whipped it rapidly.

"Ohhh uhh yes! That's it!" she gasped, squeezing her other breast in a frenzy as flames of lust leaped through her body. "Oh yes!"

He moved to the other breast, sucked it sharply, nibbled her nipple. Instinct guided him and he slid his hand into her crotch and arched a finger into her slit.

She gasped in surprised delight. Her hips bucked under his hand. He began masturbating her slowly, twisting his finger in her cunt, pressing his knuckle to her gorged clitoris.

Slowly, he rocked his hand back and forth, running his finger in and out of her cunt, which convulsed in a hot, wet frenzy on his finger.

Squeezing her breasts together, he sucked and nibbled both nipples simultaneously.

Shirlyn's body writhed and twisted on the bed, her head jerked to one side, her chest heaving, her hips bucking, her face twisted in lust, her eyes screwed shut, her mouth torn open.

Her cries rang in his ears, arousing him further. Slowly, he released her breasts and slid downward, dragging his tongue over her slender, gorgeous body, lapping at the dewdrops of sweat that beaded her belly, going lower, swirling his tongue through her navel, descending further.

Her legs forked apart and she clawed her cunt-lips open for him. Manish stared in fascination at her lovely, wet, soft cunt. The long stem of her stiff clitoris quivered.

He pulled her cunt-lips open and, opening his mouth, thrust his tongue into the moist cavern. The effect was astonishing.