Adultery Erotic Short and Long Stories by smitanair_999

[Ramesh_Rocky]

It felt wonderful. Anuja gasped and moaned, her body jerking and snapping on the table, her head flipping from side to side, her neck arched, her face contorted in delight, her hands squeezing and crushing her swollen breasts in excitement.

Her hips heaved and pumped up and down under his, matching his beat in perfect syncopation. Joe leaned over her, holding her waist as he rocked his hips back and forth.

His cock surged in and out of her cunt, sending waves of pleasure rolling through her body, which jerked with his thrusts.

"Ohh uhhh ohhhhh uhhh Ohh yes!" she gasped. "Oh baby yes ... do it, Joe! Fuck me! Ohhh yes! That's it ... ohhh that's so good! Yes! C'mon lover do it! Harder, Joe, harder! Fuck me harder! Ohhhh yeh! That's it! C'mon! Shove it in, baby! Shove it all in! Ahhhhh yes! There! Oh fuck yes! That's it! C'mon! Shove it all in, lover uhhhh OHH ma uhhh yes! Oh fuck yes oh yes Joe uhh Oh uhh ohh uhh ohhh uhh Joe-uhhh-OHHHHHH yes!"

"Shit, whatta pieceuvass!" Eric swore softly under his breath, masturbating as he watched his cousin fuck Anuja on the table. "Whatta fuck!"

Joe began moving faster still, moving his hands up her body to her breasts, crushing them under his weight as he leaned on them on his outstretched arms. His powerful shoulders hunched.

Still he kept up the oddly mesmerizing rhythm, one-two-three-pause-grind-one-two-three ... Anuja gasped and moaned, her body pinned to the table, her hips heaving and writhing under his, her fingers digging into his thickly sinewed forearms. She wound her legs about his thighs and pulled him deeper into her.

"C'mon! Faster! Ohhhh uhh yes! That's it! Oh fuck yes Joe yes!" she called.

He fucked her with grim determination, panting and gasping but saying nothing, concentrating fiercely on what he was doing to her. His rhythm altered to a rapid in-out stroke as he hammered his hips back and forth wildly.

Anuja gasped and arched, teetering on the brink of a wild orgasm. It broke over her like a thunderclap. Her cunt bit down fiercely hot on his pistoning penis and Joe gasped, arching his head, his powerful muscles cording and straining and thrust into her hard once, twice, three, four ... half a dozen times.

Each thrust drew a choking gasp from her and made her body curl on the small of her back. At last he succumbed. With a shuddering moan, he thrust deep into her cunt and held fast, his buttocks flexed taut, his hips twitching violently as he emptied his load copiously into her tight, hot, clonic cunt.

Beneath him, Anuja moaned her joy as she felt the stinging jets of jizz spurt into her cunt-flesh. Slowly, he slid out of her cunt and tottered back, gasping.

"Men, she's fab to fuck!" he cried. "Too good, boss!"

He staggered away and took a deep swig of beer, lit a cigarette. Eric was already elbowing his way between her legs, pushing Moses aside. Anuja closed her legs.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Wait. Let me clean up first. And not you. Him. I want him first," she pointed to Moses.

"You wait. Get me that soda bottle."

Eric swore softly, but didn't protest. He got her the soda bottle.

"Give it to him," Anuja told Eric, pointing to Moses. "Now," she continued as Moses took the bottle and looked at her askance, "shake it up and spray out my slit."

She lay on her back and, spreading her legs, clawed her cunt-lips open. Moses chuckled. He shook the soda bottle vigorously with his thumb capped over the open mouth and then, pushing it into her crotch, released his thumb.

Anuja gasped, arching steeply as the carbonated water shot into her cunt in a fierce, stinging jet. As a make-shift douche, it was remarkably effective: Joe's jizz came trickling out.

"Once more!" she said. "Do it again!"

Moses repeated the stunt, then removed the bottle.

"That's better," she murmured. "Okay, now you can fuck me. Want to do it from behind?"

"Yeah. Thas good."

Anuja smiled and turned around on her forearms and knees on the table. Her swollen breasts hung pendulous with her gold necklace. She shuffled her knees apart and pushed her buttocks back towards the barman.

"C'mon, Moses ... stuff my slit ... shove your cock right up into it, stud! I want it all!" she called over her shoulder.

She was impossible to resist. The hefty man grunted and stepped up onto one of the benches by the table and pushed his cock between her buttocks. Anuja groaned as she felt the searing heat of his cock press to her wet cunt-lips.

He pushed his hips slightly forward and his cock-head popped into her cunt. She gasped, biting her lower lip, her eyes fluttering shut, her head rising. Moses held her hips and, with a loud grunt, thrust his cock deep into her cunt in one long, smooth, rushing thrust.

The breath hissed from her throat as the huge penis surged into her cunt-channel.

"Oh ma uhhhh yes!" she gasped. "Oh god yes! C'mon! Do it! Fuck me! Fuck me, Moses! Fuck me like a whore!"

The barman gasped, tossing his head back, digging his fingers into the soft flesh of her hips as he pressed his crotch to her rounded buttocks and buried his throbbing penis in the delightfully warm, hot, moist sheath of her cunt.

"Ohhhhhhh uhhh ahhhhhh uhhh yeh! Fuck yes, baby yes!" he gasped.

He began fucking her with short, jabbing thrusts, gripping her waist and rocking her back and forth with his hands as he pumped his hips at her buttocks. Anuja gasped, her breasts jiggling and wobbling as she moved.

"C'mon, whore c'mon ... yeh ... oh fuck yeh ... c'mon, slut ... tik my cock ... ohh uhh yeh ... c'mon, bitch ... tik it all!"

"Ohhhh uhh Ohhhh uhhh yes! Oh god yes, Moses, yes! Ohhh baby yes that's so good Moses yes! Fuck me, lover ... fuck my cunt ... fuck it hard ... OHHHHHH uhhhh yeh! That's it ... c'mon ... shove your cock right in ... ahhhh yeh ... there! That's it! Shove it in all the way, lover! Ohhhhh uhhh yes!"

The barman's movements grew more jagged and frenzied as he plunged greedily in and out of her cunt. She realised that he wasn't nearly as masterful a lover as his predecessor in her orifice, despite his satisfyingly large cock.

She made the best of it, rocking herself back and forth, sliding her cunt up and down the length of his cock, trying to guide him. It was futile. He lacked control. Before she could come, well before her orgasm hit, he thrust wildly into her again and again.

She gasped, squeezing his cock with her cunt in a frantic attempt to gain her own peak. She succeeded in the nick of time, exploding just as he came, too, pawing her pendulous breasts, hammering his hips violently at her buttocks. His cock spewed molten lava in thick, sticky jets into her slit.

Anuja gasped, whimpering, closing her eyes in pleasure and contracting her cunt tightly on his penis, sucking his seed into her flesh.

He staggered away and Anuja moaned, swaying and trembling on the table, her chest heaving, her eyes glassy and dazed. Eric chuckled and squeezed her buttocks, moving behind her.

"Now me," he said. "My turn now."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"No, wait. Clean me up again. Like before."

Once more she flipped on her back and let herself get douched with cold soda water.

"Ready?" Eric asked when he had done with the second bottle.

"Yes," she smiled. "But not like this. C'mon, get on that bench on your back. I'll ride your cock."

Eric grinned and lay down on his back on the bench, his legs spread, his feet on the floor. His penis was truly wonderful, at least ten inches long and correspondingly thick. Anuja couldn't help herself.

With a soft moan, kneeling on the rough floor of the shack, she bent her head over his lap and took his cock in her mouth. Eric groaned softly and held her head with one hand, moving it up and down over his lap to suit his pleasure.

She murmured softly, sucking and jerking his cock, working the bulging cock-head cunningly with her tongue. His hips bucked and writhed under her face.

"Oh yeh ... oh uhhh ... yeh ... thas good, bitch ... yeh ... c'mon ... suck harder ... oh yeh ... oh fuck yeh thas it!" Eric grunted.

Anuja sucked his balls, jerking his cock, ducking her head under his upright shaft, her eyes tilted up to his face, glassy with lust. Eric craned his neck to watch her, gasping and groaning.

He pushed her head away. She moaned and slid up over his body, rubbing her breasts and nipples over his cock.

Anuja straddled his hips in a deep squat, her feet splayed on the floor on either side on the bench. Taking his cock in her hand, she impaled her cunt on it smoothly, engulfing it in her hot flesh with a loud aaahhhhhh of pleasure.

Eric gasped and arched his hips. Her cunt convulsed frantically on his penis. She arched her head, hissing his pleasure, grinding her hips round and round in tight, erotic circles, sliding her hands up her body to her breasts, lifting and squeezing them in excitement.

"Ohhhhh yes!" she gasped. "Oh fuck yes, Eric! That's so good!"

She began moving up and down on his hips, sliding her cunt up and down the length of his throbbing erection. Her face turned from side to side, a vision of lust, her eyes hooded, her mouth open as she gasped erotic obscenities.

Her breasts jumped and jiggled and the gold necklace tossed on her honey skin. Her cunt rose and fell on his long, thick penis, which appeared and disappeared between her buttocks.

Eric moved in unison with her, heaving his hips up and down rhythmically under her, gripping her buttocks and squeezing them.

"C'mon ... tik my cock, whore!" he gasped. "C'mon ... tik it! Oh fuck ... oh fuck yes ... c'mon baby ... tik my cock! Ohhh uhhh yeh ... thas good ... oh fuck yes ... ohhhhhh uhhh yes!"

"Ohhhhh uhhh ohhhhhh uhhh ahhhh yes Eric yes! Ohhhh fuck yes ... ohhh uhhhh yes!" she moaned. "Fuck me lover! Fuck me!"

Twisting her body, she reached behind and squeezed his balls. Eric groaned. He began moving faster, whipping his hips up and down under her. Anuja gasped and cried out and leaned forward over him, her hands on his chest, her breasts and necklace pendulous over his body.

Eric squeezed her breasts and, craning his neck, sucked and licked her nipples, nibbling sharply. Anuja gasped and cried out, her cunt contracting and convulsing on his pistoning penis.

From behind the other two men could see her cunt rising up and down his cock, her buttocks opening and closing rhythmically, her puckered anus winking in temptation. Anuja cried out and arched her body, straightening her back.

She hissed in pleasure as her orgasm neared. Her belly sucked inward and she pressed a palm to her belly, keeping her cunt-lips wide open, one fingertip curled in and pressed to her clitoris while she squeezed and crushed her breasts with the other hand.

Her orgasm loomed and then she exploded, shuddering and moaning, her cunt-juices flooding over his cock in a steaming rush, her cunt spasming and convulsing frenetically on his penis. Eric gasped and heaved up into her, losing control.

Anuja moaned, her face creasing in a smile of pleasure as the man's hot jizz geysered into her slit in a hot, searing flood.

Their bodies subsided slowly. Anuja slipped off his cock and sank down on the other bench. The men grinned at her. Her body glistened with sweat and her face was flushed and radiant.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Good fuck," Moses said. "Tanks."

"You're most welcome," Anuja grinned. "Want some more?"

"More?" Joe gasped. "Aincha fagged out?"

"We could have another go, if you like. What time is it?"

Eric glanced at his watch. "Almost eight."

"Oh dear." Anuja shook her head. "Sorry guys, that's it for today. I've must go."

"Why?"

She laughed. "My husband'll be waiting for me."

"Your husband? You're married?" Moses looked incredulous.

Anuja laughed at his expression. "What's the matter, Moses? Married women don't fuck?"

"Not like this, they don'!"

Anuja laughed again. "Actually, we're on our honeymoon."

"What?" It was Joe's turn to look astonished.

She grinned. "Yes. We are. Truly."

"An' you're fuckin' aroun' on your honeymoon?" Eric sounded strangled.

"That's what honeymoons are for, you know," she said.

"No' wi' others!"

"Of course with others. That's my idea of a honeymoon, anyway. Tell you what, guys. Say I come back tomorrow. We can fuck again then. How about it?"

The men looked at her in stunned silence. She grinned impishly.

"Tomorrow, we'll do it differently. You can fuck my ass."

Joe sucked in his breath sharply.

"Actually, no, wait. You can fuck my ass, all of you, and we'll do a casata."

"Whassat?"

"A three in one? All three of your together? In my cunt, mouth and ass?"

"Mother of god," Moses breathed.

"Fine. That's fixed then," Anuja said, getting to her feet. "Joe, get my sarong, would you? Thanks." She began knotting the sarong around herself. "Moses," she smiled. "I'll have that soft drink now."

Moses laughed, and the tension eased. "Sure thing, lady," he said, going to the refrigerator. "Coke okay with you?"

"Thums Up, if you have it. Taste the thunder."

Eric and Joe laughed, their eyes dancing. "You said it, babe! You said it!" Eric cackled. "Tays' the thunder! Thas good!"

Anuja drank the cola straight from the bottle, finishing it quickly. She set the bottle on the table and turned. The men stood around her. She kissed them all in turn, quickly and gently, full on the lips.

They pawed her body. She squeezed their naked cocks affectionately. They had fucked her quite well. They would do even better tomorrow.

"Thanks guys," she murmured. "I'll be back tomorrow. Same time."

"Yeah. Same time."

"And Moses ... get me some coconuts tomorrow. Thick cream."

The men laughed. "What you say, lady," Moses grinned. "What you say!"

She stepped out of the shack and down the path. Pausing once, she looked back and saw them standing naked, looking after her in silence. Her teeth flashed in the darkness and she waved.

They lifted their hands. Their faces still bore stunned, incredulous expressions. Anuja turned and let the darkness embrace her.

"Was it good?" she murmured. "Good shots?"

Beside her, Avinash, padding silently over the sandy path chuckled softly. "It was fabulous. Incredible stuff. Thank you. I enjoyed that."

"So did I."

"Great timing, too."

"Meaning what?"

"I was about running out of film and tape when you stopped. If you'd gone three on one, I'd have missed it."

She laughed softly. "Don't worry, husband. There's always tomorrow. There's always another day, and another man to fuck."





End of Part 15 Camera Candida 5 : Local Heroes

Next Part 15 Camera Candida 6 : Swizzle Stick

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Anuja lifted the glass to her lips, sipped the drink, took an ice-cube in her mouth and then, setting the glass on the counter, bent forward and slipped her lips around the man's thick penis.

"Oh fuck yes!" the man gasped, his belly sucking sharply inwards, his head snapping up, his mouth jerking open. "Oh yes! C'mon ... suck it, you whoring bitch! Take it!"

Anuja loved it when they talked dirty to her. It turned her and made her feel like the whore she was, not the *memsahib* she was forced to be. The man's uncircumcised cock was satisfyingly large, at least nine inches long and correspondingly thick, with a bulging cock-head and heavy, low balls.

She cupped his balls now, squeezing tenderly as she took his cock deeper in her mouth, deftly swirling her tongue and the slowly melting ice-cube around his cock-head. The sensation was exquisite, and overpowering.

The man groaned desperately as the heat surged in his loins, clamouring for release. Anuja moaned deep in her throat and sucked harder.

"Ohfuckohfuckohfuck uh yeh oh yes baby yes! Suck it! Suck it good, bitch! Suck it! Suck my cock, you frigging whore! Suck it harder! Ahhhhhhh yes ... that's it ... ohhh fuck that's good ... yeh ... c'mon ... do it again ... here's some more ice!"

The man's name was Tony and he was a barman at the hotel. Anuja noticed him one afternoon as she swam lazily around the pool, attending the sunken bar in the pool.

She noticed his eyes following her and played up to him, floating on her back so that he had an unobstructed view of her breasts swelling through the microscopic strips of the bikini bra, and of her crotch, mostly exposed under the tight, sharply cut bikini panties that barely covered her mons.

She waited till he was alone at the bar, without any guests on the submerged barstools and his assistant taking a break. Then she drifted over to the bar and pulled herself up onto a stool.

"Yes, ma'am, what can I do for you?" he smiled.

Quite a lot, I hope, she thought to herself. Fuck me. For starters. He really was very dishy. He had a clean-shaven, handsome face, dark and tanned and his body, under the casual tunic of the beach resort, looked solid and muscular.

His shoulders were brought, his chest deep and wide, his belly hard and flat. His torso was V-shaped and his waist was high and narrow. He wore a patterned short-sleeved shirt and long shorts.

She noticed how sturdy his legs were. There was a plastic name-tag on his breast pocket and she read his name with a quick flick of her eyes. She smiled prettily at him.

"Something to drink. Long, tall, lots of ice."

"A cocktail?"

"No, something soft."

"All right, give me a minute. I've got just the thing for you."

I bet you do, she thought. "I hope it's without alcohol."

"In its original form, no. But I've got a substitute. Tell you what, I'll mix you both and you decide."

"Fine."

She watched as he busied himself with bottles and glasses and ice and a shaker and a mixer. He poured out two gorgeous looking drinks into tall glasses with plenty of crushed ice and superbly garnished with a cherry each and a twist of orange rind.

The drinks were a delicate green, fresh and summery.

"Which is which?" she asked.

"You tell me," he said, his eyes twinkling, his bright, even teeth flashing. "Let's see if you can guess right."

She sipped one drink. It was delicious, just the right blend of sweetness and a tangy sour-lemon flavour, with a delicate aroma and a gentle fruity aftertaste.

"Now the other." He pushed the second glass across the table.

She sipped it and frowned. She couldn't tell which had alcohol. Perhaps both. Perhaps neither. She sipped each again. Tony laughed softly.

"This one's better," she said, sipping from one of the drinks through a bent straw, swirling the umbrella swizzle stick. "The other one has alcohol."

Tony laughed. "Sorry, ma'am. It's the other way around. That one has the alcohol, the other's got fruit juice."

Anuja lifted her eyes in surprise. She had no palate for alcohol.

"This is excellent," she said. "I've never tasted such a wonderful drink."

"Thank you, ma'am," he murmured.

"You're a genius, Tony!"

"I like this work. Don't often get it."

She looked at him with the straw in her pursed lips, her head bent, her eyes raised, flashing merrily.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"It's not a permanent job. Seasonal. I get called during summer. The other times they have a professional barman."

"You're pretty professional."

"The hotel doesn't think so."

"Idiots."

"My thoughts precisely."

"So what do you when you're not doing this?"

She plucked a cherry from the drink and held it, impaled on its little stem, between her lips, ran her tongue around its smooth, silky contours. It was an unmistakably wanton, lascivious gesture and he didn't miss it, though his expression didn't change.

She waited for his answer, watching him watch her, and whipped the cherry rapidly with her pointed tongue, then slowly sucked it into her mouth and rolled it around over and under her tongue.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

His eyes were rivetted on her. She was gorgeous, perfect, irresistible. Her breasts were full and generous and he longed to hold them, cup them, fondle them. Her mouth! What he would give to fuck that lovely, full-lipped mouth, to bury his nine-inch cock in its wet warmth!

And her body, with those flared hips and her flat belly ... and what a face she had, sensual, earthy, the kind that would grow radiant with passion and pleasure when a man fucked her. Her skin was lovely, too, smooth and golden, flecked with sexy little marks; he could even see one between her breasts.

"Hey, Tony!" she snapped her fingers and grinned. "What're you dreaming of?"

You, babe, he wanted to say. It's you. Since the day you walked in with that husband we all know won't fuck a dame except with his eyes and his frigging cameras.

It's you I've dreamed of, morning, noon and night and when the other guys tell me what they've done with you, fuck, I could scream! Why haven't you called for me yet? I'm better than the lot of them! I have to be, damn it! I'm the professional gigolo on these beaches! Not them! Me!

"Sorry, ma'am," he said. "Sort of got lost."

"You still haven't answered my question."

"I'm sorry?"

"I asked what you do when you're not mixing heavenly drinks."

"Oh, um, well, nothing fixed really. Odd jobs, mostly. Sometimes someone wants a roof re-tiled, or a drain fixed, or something. Things like that."

"A handyman, then."

"If you like." And very handy with hot broads like you, if only you'd ask. "Though the best is this or working with tourists on the beaches."

"What work is that?"

"I show them around, take them to the various spots." Where I fuck them, because they're all randy women.

"Sounds like a relaxed life."

"It has its advantages." The fucking's great and the money's good, too.

She sipped her drink, drained it.

"Another?"

"Mm. Yes, all right. Can you spike this one?"

"Certainly."

He added a soupcon of liquor to the second drink and returned it to her. The glass rim was frosted with sugar. She dragged her tongue slowly around it, repeated the action with the cherry.

"Tony, tell me another thing."

"Ma'am?"

"Are you good to fuck?"

"Excuse me?" He looked at her startled. Her tone had been utterly casual and conversational, with no reflection of the shocking content of her words.

She looked him straight in the eye, her eyes glinting with anticipation, hunching her shoulders slightly so that her breasts squeezed together and bulged in her bikini top.

"Are you good to fuck?" she repeated. "You know. Do you have a nice big cock, do you like fucking women, that sort of thing?"

He stared at her dumbfounded. "Ma'am ... I ... you ... I mean ..."

"Oh come off it, Tony," she said. "Look, everyone in this hotel knows what's going on. I've been fucking the entire male staff, pretty nearly, and it can't be that much of a secret any longer.

Word must have got around by now. Don't tell me it hasn't."

He grinned slowly. "Yeah," he said. "It has. And yeah, I'm good to fuck. That's what they tell me. Yeah, I've got a big cock. And of course I like fucking women. Who doesn't?"

"One guess."

He looked at her and wrinkled his face in disapproval. "Yes, I know. It's always like this. He's weird. He gets these great broads and doesn't do anything with them."

"That's not fully accurate."

"Yes, well, all right. He doesn't fuck them. That's what I meant. They're broads to die for and all he does is watch and go click-click with that fucking camera."

"Camera. Plural. He has several."

"Yeah."

"Have you fucked any of his whores before?"

"Once or twice."

"Any good?"

He waggled his palm, fingers open. "One was okay. Looked great, but too cold in bed for my liking. The others were good. Very good. Hot stuff. He's never stayed with one for as long as he has with you, though."

"I married him. The others didn't. That's the difference."

"You could leave him."

"No. I like it like this."

"Come on."

"No really. Think about it. This is fine. I like good fucking, and I get it. He likes watching good fucking, and he gets that, too. Everyone's happy."

"A marriage made in heaven," Tony said with heavy sarcasm.

Anuja laughed cheerfully. "Well, not quite that high. But it'll do. For me, at any rate. So. Just how good are you with a woman?"

"One way to find out."

"True."

"When?"

"Tonight."

"I'll come to your room."

"No. I'm bored with that. No. Here."

"The pool closes at night."

"We'll open it."

"The security guys will be prowling around."

"I'll have them stay off. I'm fucking the head honcho earlier. He'll do what I want."

Tony grinned. "You're incredible, ma'am."

"Stop calling me that."

"What shall I call you then?"

"Whore. Bitch. Slut. Something sexy like that. And, if you need to use it, my name's ..."

"I know your name."

"Good."

"What time do we meet?"

"After midnight. When the moon's up."

"The moon won't be the only thing up."

"I should hope not."

"Anything special you like?"

"What?" Anuja looked at him puzzled.

"Is there any special kind of fucking you like?"

She stared at him for a minute and then burst out laughing. "Tony, why didn't you say so?"

"What?"

"You're a gigolo! That's it! All that talk of tourists and spots is all rubbish. You just fuck them! You are a gigolo, aren't you?"

Tony grinned cheerfully. "Yeah. I am. Makes decent money."

"I'm sure it must do," she laughed cheerfully. "Well, my darling gigolo, you can do just about what you like with me. I have no special likes or dislikes. So long as you fuck me, that's fine."

"You like butt-fucks, they say."

"They say rightly. I love butt-fucks."

"Good. I like shoving my rod into a nice, hot, tight ass."

"Do it tonight then."

"Be hot for me."

She paused as she turned on the barstool. "Tony, my friend. I'm always hot. Always."

"Good. So am I."

She laughed and sank back into the water. "Looks like there's going to an atomic explosion tonight, then!"

He laughed and lifted his hand, waving farewell. She swam away and he watched her climb out of the pool and move to her deck chair, her hips swaying, her breasts bouncing cheerfully.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Several employees looked at her and grinned. She ignored them, grabbed her towel and began to dry her long hair.

She bent over, and the hotel staff who were behind her had an unobstructed view of her buttocks and cunt-lips, while the ones to the side and in front could see her full breasts swinging pendulous, almost falling out of the tiny bikini bra cups.

Anuja was the hottest thing the hotel had seen, and a fair number of its employees were seeing her at extremely close quarters indeed.

Tony watched her walk away to the hotel building and her suite and grinned to himself. She would be a terrific fuck. The gigolo business was slack at the moment, and he was in the mood for a good, hard fuck with a luscious broad like her.

He glanced at his watch, an expensive gift from a particularly horny Gujarati housewife he had fucked relentlessly for several nights while her husband sat through endless boring seminars at a motor-parts salesmen's convention in the hotel.

That woman had also been wonderful, and well pleased with his services. Not too long, he reflected.

"Got a date, chum?"

"What?" Tony looked around.

His co-worker at the bar had hopped in and seen him watching Anuja. The man was a handsome youth and, Tony had heard, a recent entrant in the gigolo trade, his competitor.

He grinned at Tony and clapped him on the back.

"She's hot, man. Real hot."

"You've fucked her?"

"Yes. Two nights ago."

Tony felt a twinge of jealousy. Then it passed. These things happened. An occupational hazard, at best.

"Good?"

"Good? Fuck, she's incredible, boss! You wouldn't want to give up your place would you?"

Tony laughed. "You crazy?"

"For that kind of fucking, yeah."

"That good, huh?"

"Unbelievable, boss. The best yet."

"We'll see."

He turned and began rinsing glasses in the sink, humming to himself. The other man, Lewis checked the beer kegs.

"Lew?"

"Yeah."

"What's she really like?"

Lewis grinned and looked up. "Tony, I swear it, you can't imagine. She's everything guys like us dream of. Soft, warm, wet, ready for anything. She sucks cock like a demon and her cunt is like fire.

You fucking think you're going to burn out. And then, when she takes it in the ass, man -- if there's a heaven, it's got to have that dame in it!"





End of Part 15 Camera Candida 6 : Swizzle Stick

Next Part 15 Camera Candida 7 : Cabana

[Ramesh_Rocky]

The little clapboard hut was stifling. With the door and lone window closed, it was like a sauna inside. Anuja's naked body streamed with sweat. She gasped loudly, her body jerking and thrashing uncontrollably.

Her head flipped from side to side. Her eyes were closed. Her face was contorted with lust, her eyes hooded, her lips drawn back over her perfect teeth.

Anuja stood with her back to the wall, her arms wrapped around the shoulders of the tall, handsome, muscular security guard who was fucking her furiously. His tunic was open, his trousers puddled at his feet.

He gripped her buttocks and hammered his hips violently at hers. His cock was huge, eight inches long and correspondingly thick. It pistoned wildly in and out of her cunt, squeezing and crushing through her cunt-flesh, burning and searing her channel, mashing her gorged clitoris.

"OH! OHH! OH! OHMA! OhmauhhOh OH! Ohh uhh Ohh yes! Oh fuck yes! Do it uhh yes! Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me harder! Yes! That's it! Oh yes! Oh fuck yes! Oh yes! Fuck me ... fuck me hard!"

Pinto gritted his teeth and plunged his burning cock into her incredibly hot, tight, wet cunt. He had never known a woman so wonderful.

He couldn't get enough of her. Her cunt was like a vice, and it squeezed and contracted greedily on his cock as he rammed it savagely in and out of her cunt. He jammed his lips to hers and kissed her hard, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.

Her breasts were hot and heavy against his chest, their bodies slippery with sweat.

"Take it! C'mon, whore! Take it!" he grunted.

She came by his little cabana earlier. He was standing outside, lounging against it, whiling away time. There wasn't very much to do. He'd checked the other staff, everything was ship-shape.

The guard on duty here had taken the night off and Pinto, who was free that evening, had agreed to stand in for him. There wasn't much going down, as it happened and especially since his latest girlfriend, a sexy, hot number called Maria, had chosen to mooch off to a funfair in another town, he had no one to spend the evening with.

He thought of Maria and grinned to himself. She was distantly related, seventeen, and randy as hell. They had been lovers for a few months now and she was really terrific in bed.

She never seemed to tire of being fucked; no matter how much he fucked her, or how hard, or in what orifice, she wound up wanting more. The things she could do with her mouth and cunt and ass!

"What's her name?"

"What?" Pinto jumped, startled.

Anuja was standing by him, smiling gently. He knew who she was. Everyone knew who she was. The staff spoke of nothing else. There was a lottery going on to see who she'd take on next.

"I said, what's her name?"

"I beg your pardon, ma'am?"

"Pinto. I know who you are, you know who I am. With that look on your face, you had to be thinking of a girl. What's her name?"

Pinto grinned. "My girl. Maria."

"Pretty, is she?"

"Very."

"Good to fuck?"

He looked stunned. Anuja smiled. She was really ravishing. She wore a simple white shirt, the buttons undone, the ends knotted beneath her breasts, and a pair of tight jeans.

Her midriff was bare. She obviously had nothing on under the shirt. He could see her deep cleavage, the swell of her breasts, even the dark shadows her nipples through the translucent material of the shirt.

"Is she?" Anuja said softly, moving closer.

"Yes," Pinto said, his voice oddly choked, acutely aware of the proximity of this gorgeous woman who had given him the hots from the day he first saw her.

"Nice tits?" She put her hand on his chest. She was very close now.

"Yes. Very nice."

"As nice as mine?"

"I ... I wouldn't know, ma'am."

"Would you like to find out?"

He gulped. She slid a hand down his body and squeezed the bulge in his crotch firmly.

"I'd like to find out what this is like," she murmured and her breath was warm on his face.

"Ma'am ..."

"Anuja."

"Anuja ... not here ..."

"Inside, then. C'mon ... quickly ... my cunt's wet already!"

She didn't waste any time. They had barely stepped in and shut the door when she was all over him, kissing him feverishly, ripping open his tunic, fumbling with his trousers, licking his nipples, stripping off her jeans and shirt.

He groped her breasts, squeezed them eagerly. She groaned.

"Tell me," she groaned, her nipples hard in his fingers. "Are Maria's as nice as mine?"

"No," he gasped. "God, no!"

"I want to suck your cock."

Without waiting for his assent, she fell to her knees. Pinto gasped in shock as she flipped back his foreskin and enveloped his already erect, throbbing penis in her warm mouth.

Her tongue swirled over his bulging cock-head like an electric eel, caressing the rounded contours, toying with the long slit in the tip. He gasped and spurted pre-cum jizz into her mouth.

She moaned, swallowing it, sucking him rapidly, her head jerking back and forth between his thighs, her fist pumping his shaft.

"Oh fuck yes! Ohhh yes ... suck it! Suck my cock! Ohhhh uhhhhhh yes ... that's good ... ohhh yes!" Pinto gasped, still dazed at the speed at which things were happening.

He fucked her mouth rapidly and greedily, holding her head in both hands and moving it back and forth between his thighs. He pumped his hips to and fro as he fucked her face, gasping and calling lewdly.

After several minutes, she got to her feet, her chest heaving, her lips and cheeks shining with his gunk. She kissed him again, hungrily, holding his face in her hands and pushing her tongue into his mouth, squirming her groin against his cock.

Her breasts were hot on his hard, deep chest.

"Fuck me, Pinto," she said, her tongue rippling through his ear. "Shove your cock right up into my slit. All the way! I want every bit of it! Now! Here! C'mon! Do it!"

Pinto was overwhelmed with excitement. He spared no thought for Maria, or anyone else. He had never known a woman like this. All he could see was her, all he could think of was her body, all he wanted was to bury his burning flesh in the moist heat of hers.

Panting and gasping, they stumbled back against the wall. Anuja spread her legs and pushed her cunt forward, gripping his cock and pulling him towards her. He kissed her, squeezed her breasts. Their bodies grew tacky with sweat.

"Shove it in, Pinto!" she panted. "C'mon ... fuck me!"

He flexed his buttocks and rammed his hips forward. She cried out, her face twisting in an agony of delight.

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He cried out, too, as her hot, wet cunt convulsed in a frenzy on his massive, throbbing, burning hot penis.

"Again!" she cried. "Ram it in again, Pinto! Fuck me like that!"

She clung to him. He pressed her breasts under his palms and hammered his hips violently at her hips, totally out of control, overwhelmed, possessed by mad demons of lust. He couldn't get enough of it.

He had to bury himself in her slit, again and again, and yet again. The heat surged in his balls. On and on he went, pillaging her flesh. Her head flipped from side to side, her face twisted and contorted as spasms of pleasure rocked through in heaving waves.

Her hips juddered back and forth and her cunt seemed to suck him in deeper and deeper. Her body streamed with sweat. His body squelched against hers. Faster and faster he went, his orgasm looming.

Suddenly, she stopped him, pulling him deep into her cunt. "Don't cum yet!" she hissed. "I want more! Cum in my mouth!"

She jerked him out of her and dropped to her knees again and took his cock in her mouth. The man groaned desperately. Her tongue worked his cock-head frantically and her head rocked back and forth as she sucked his cock furiously and hungrily.

It was too much to bear. With a loud moan, he exploded, gasping in relief as the heat surged from his cock and shot through the slit in its tip. Anuja moaned, opening her mouth wide and jerking his cock so he could see it spume into her mouth and spatter her face and neck and breasts.

Her mouth flooded with his seed and it dribbled down her chin. Moaning, she swallowed the tangy gunk. As the jets petered out, she murmured in pleasure and took his cock in her mouth again.

Pinto groaned, his chest heaving, his head spinning. Maria had never done so much for him. Certainly, she sucked his cock, but refused to let him cum in her mouth. No question; this woman was a class apart.

She continued to astonish him. She stopped sucking his cock and looked up.

"I liked that. I want more."

He stared at her in dismay. Anuja felt a rush of disappointment.

"Don't worry," she murmured gently. "You'll do it. Trust me. Come on. Take off your clothes and lie down and leave it to me."

How could he refuse? Pinto shucked off his clothes and kicked off his shoes. She pulled him down to the floor and her body slipped over his, warm and slippery with sex-sweat and sticky with his gunk.

She kissed him hungrily, writhing her crotch erotically against his sagging penis. Her lips and tongue tasted of his gunk and he could smell it on her, a sexy, heady odour. Slowly, she slithered down, kissing and licking his body, rubbing her lovely breasts over him, going down, down, down and, to his astonishment, Pinto found his cock stirring with renewed life.

She murmured softly as she squeezed it between her breasts, scbanging her nipples up and down the long shaft. Her tongue slithered between his legs. She forced them apart and high and her tongue snaked down to his anus, travelled the contours of his scrotum.

Her fingers curled around his shaft and began to work it tenderly. Slowly, it thickened and lengthened.

Her lips and tongue and teeth and mouth travelled back up and he groaned thickly as she took him in her mouth yet again and began to suck his cock once more, slowly and heavily and ardently.

She was irresistible. His cock seemed to have a life of its own and he craned his neck and watched, astonished despite himself, as she drew it back to its fully tumescent magnificence.

Now his pulse quickened and the lust-fire caught and grew and spread, devouring his loins. He groaned loudly, his hips heaving up and down under her face as she sucked him harder and faster, her head rocking and bobbing, her fingers jerking his shaft.

"Ohhh uhhhh yes ... oh fuck yes ... yes ... ohhh yes, baby yes!" he gasped.

When at last Anuja stopped and lifted her head, Pinto's cock was rock-hard and throbbing. She smiled lasciviously down at him as she moved up astride his hips.

"I told you not to worry," she murmured.

With her feet on either side of his lean hips, she dropped into a deep squat over his lap. Holding his cock, she moved it to her distended cunt-lips and slowly impaled her slit on his cock-head.

Pinto gasped as the wet heat of her cunt enveloped his cock-head. She bit her lower lip and smiled down at him.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" she murmured.

She dropped lower and lower, taking his cock deeper and deeper into her flesh. Pinto gasped and cried out, his hands under her buttocks, his hips jerking up to meet hers in descent.

Anuja tossed her head back and moaned, arching her neck. Her belly rippled inward. Her naked body glistened wetly in the dim light. Her breasts were thrust outward, full, ripe, succulent, the nipples stiff and rigid with sexual tension.

Pinto had never seen anyone so sexy.

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Anuja slid her hands up her body, fingers splayed, to her breasts, lifting and cupping and squeezing them, pinching and tweaking her rigid nipples. Her cunt contracted and squeezed down on his cock rhythmically.

"Yes," she moaned. "Oh god yes, Pinto ... that feels so good!"

There was nothing fake about her reaction, and Pinto could scarcely believe his fortune. He pushed her hands away and fondled and squeezed her breasts, marvelling at their fullness and weight and the perfection of their form.

Anuja groaned and began to move her hips in tight, erotic circles. Pinto gasped. It felt wonderful as her hot, tight, convulsing cunt churned round and round on his throbbing erection.

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

Anuja smiled wantonly, her eyes glittering with lust and excitement. Slowly, she began to rock up and down on his cock, lifting and dropping her cunt along the length of his penis.

Her thighs bent and unbent smoothly, her buttocks flexed and unflexed as she moved, rising and falling, rising and falling. It was a difficult position to take but, he noticed, she did it without visible strain.

Her movements were smooth and seamless, almost effortless. His cock ran in and out of her cunt, appearing and disappearing between her thighs, glistening wetly as it passed into the dark delta between her thighs.

Up and down she went, her cunt sucking and extruding his cock alternately. She gasped and moaned, her head turning from side to side, her face radiant with lust. Her breasts jumped and jiggled and the gold necklace tossed and slapped on her honey skin. Sweat streamed off her body and spattered onto his.

Dewdrops of perspiration beaded her brow and upper lip; strands of hair clung damply to the nape of her neck under the thick bun at the back of her head.

She splayed her fingers on her sucked-in belly and, still moving up and down, began to swirl her hips in circles simultaneously so that she was spiralling downwards onto his cock, corkscrewing up and down.

Pinto groaned, heaving and pumping his hips eagerly under her, his lust mounting steadily.

"Ohhhhhhh uhhh yes oh ma uhhhhhh yes oh god yes!" she hissed. "C'mon, Pinto ... c'mon ... yes ... ohhh god yes!"

Leaning forward over him, her fingers steepled on the floor, her breasts swinging pendulous over his chest, she began moving faster and faster, ramming her cunt greedily down on his cock, lifting her hips high before sending them crashing back down again.

Her breasts wobbled and jiggled. Pinto craned his neck and sucked them hard, nibbling her tender, stiff nipples, whipping them with his tongue. She shuddered, gasping and moaning.

He squeezed her buttocks and pressed his fingertip to her anus. She moaned, her head lifting, her hips rocking furiously up and down. Her anus yielded and he forced his fingertip into her rear channel.

She cried out sharply, her face twisting and contorting in lust, her cunt slamming down on his penis. He thrust up into her, heaving his hips up and down powerfully.

"Take it! C'mon, bitch! Take it! Take my cock, you whore!" he panted. "Oh fuck yes come on yes oh fuck yes ohhh yes that's it! Yes! Ohhhhhhh uhhh yes!"

Suddenly, she reared up, twisting her body, reaching behind to cup and squeeze his balls, pressing her cunt down onto his cock. Hegroaned as the hard heat of her cunt-flesh engulfed his penis.

"Slowly," she gasped. "Not so fast, Pinto! Make it last!"

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Before he knew what was happening, she lurched off his cock and turned around on her hands and knees on the rough wooden floor. Her buttocks swayed erotically. Her breasts hung pendulous, swollen with excitement, the nipples rigid.

They were like big, ripe Alphonso mangoes, he thought. His body trembled with lust. Panting, he knelt behind her and, creasing her buttocks open with his thumbs, quickly pushed his cock into her cunt.

It surged deep into her flesh in a long, unending thrust. Anuja moaned thickly and turned her face over her shoulder.

"Oh fuck, Pinto ... that's so good ... c'mon ... fuck me ... yes ... fuck me good, lover ... ahhhhh yes ... that's it ... c'mon ... shove it right in ... yes ... that's it ... c'mon ... again ... I
want to feel it all baby ... yes ... c'mon ... do it!"

Pinto flexed his buttocks and jammed his crotch to her buttocks, burying his cock in her delightfully hot, tight, wet cunt. He slid his hands up her body and cupped her swollen breasts, squeezing them eagerly.

She squirmed her buttocks erotically against his hips, squeezing his cock with her cunt. He groaned and leaned over her, nuzzling the nape of her neck.

Her body smelled sweetly sexy and was slippery smooth with sweat. She turned her face to his and he kissed her hard, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She sucked on it.

"Fuck me, Pinto," she hissed. "C'mon ... fuck me hard!"

The man groaned and took her heavily and deeply, gripping her hips and rocking his own back and forth in a steady rhythm. He felt more in control now and savoured the exquisite sensations of her cunt convulsing and contracting on his pistoning penis.

He rocked her body back and forth under his to suit his pleasure, dragging her cunt up and down the length of his erection. He groaned, his face twisting in pleasure, then bent his head and, transfixed, watched the sight of his cock, glistening and gleaming, appearing and disappearing between the smooth curves of her buttocks.

Anuja whimpered and moaned, her face arched and turned to one side, twisted in pleasure, panting with the heat of the room and in her loins. Her gold necklace and breasts swung and jiggled.

"C'mon ... take it ... take my cock, whore!" he grunted. "Take it! Mm ... yeh ... that's it ... oh yes ... c'mon ... yeh ... take it!"

"Ohh uhhh oh ma uhhh ohh ma uhh Ohhh uhh oh yes! Oh god yes ... fuck me! Fuck me, lover! Ohh fuck yes ... that's so good, baby! Yes! Ohhhhh uhhh yes! Oh god yes!"

"Yeh ... that's it ... oh fuck you're hot, babe ... c'mon ... take my cock, slut! Yeh ... that's it!"

They moved faster and faster and his thighs pummelled her buttocks with loud slaps, his flesh bouncing and carroming off hers as he stroked faster and faster, whipping his hips to and fro, plunging and pistoning and ramming and reaming in and out of her flesh.

Anuja's cries grew sharper and louder as he pillaged her cunt with his wonderful cock.

"Oh fuck oh fuck yeh c'mon take it oh fuck yes! Take it whore take it! Ohh uh oh uhh ohhhh uhhh ohhhh uhhhh OHHHHHHHH!" Pinto gasped.

"Yes oh yes oh ma oh ma oh ma oh ma uhh ahhh uhh oh uh ahhh uhh ohh uhhh ahhh uhh ohfuckyes oh yes Pinto yes! Fuck me yes! Ohhh fuck yes!" Anuja cried desperately as her orgasm loomed.

Faster and faster they went, their cries resounding in the tiny, stuffy cabana, their bodies streaming with sweat, thrashing wildly. Anuja gasped sharply as an orgasm hit her like a thunderclap, shaking her body from end to end.

Her cunt convulsed frantically on his penis and Pinto almost lost control. His head snapped back and he cried out, his powerful muscles cording and tensing.

He buried his cock in her cunt, ramming it in repeatedly, his buttocks flexing taut and hips twitching violently as the heat of her orgasm swamped his penis.

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"I want your ass!" he gasped. "I want to fuck your ass!"

"Do it!" Anuja cried, the orgasm still shaking her body. "Quickly! Now!"

Pinto slid his cock out of her, making her gasp as her cunt contracted and found a vacuum and momentarily intensified. Then his bulging cock-head was at her anus and he flexed his buttocks and slid his hips forward and the huge cock-head popped into her rear-channel.

Anuja cried out, her face contorting in an agony of lust and fell forward on her forearms, lifting her buttocks higher. Pinto gasped sharply, his head snapping back as her anus convulsed on his cock.

He dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her hips and skewered her asshole slowly, pushing his cock deeper and deeper. Beneath him, Anuja moaned, her breath coming in heaving, wracked sobs of pure joy. His cock felt wonderful, pushing and squeezing into her anus, throbbing and searing hot.

"Oh fuck yes! Ohhhhh uhhhh yes ... c'mon, bitch ... take it! Take my cock!" the man cried.

"Ahhhh uhh ohhhh uhh ah uh ah uh ah uh ah uh yes ... oh god yes!" Anuja whimpered.

He sodomised her slowly and heavily for a few minutes, moving his cock in and out of her cunt in deep, skewering thrusts. His body quivered with tension, his muscles rippling and cording, his chest heaving.

The heat in his loins was unbearable. Her body rocked and swung under his as she forced her asshole back and forth on his throbbing penis. Her breasts swung and jiggled with his thrusts.

Her cries rang in his ears. Pinto couldn't hold back any longer. With his cock embedded in her anus, crushing her breasts feverishly in his hands, he exploded. Anuja moaned deliriously, squirming her buttocks against his groin as the hot, sticky jizz spewed in an endless stream from his cock-head into her anus.

He waited, his cock still quivering inside her anus and then slowly drew out and pushed his cock back into her cunt. She moaned softly. He fucked her cunt slowly for a few minutes while his orgasm ebbed and his erection waned, and then slid out of her body.

She groaned and sank down on her front on the floor of the cabana. Pinto bent over and kissed the nape of her neck, tongued her ear, pushed his hands under her body and caressed her breasts.

She turned over under him and smiled gently at him, tracing the contours of his handsome face and muscular body. He grinned down
at her.

"That was terrific," she murmured. "I enjoyed that."

"So did I."

"More than Maria?"

"Much more."

"Think of me when you fuck her next."

"I'll never forget you."

"We should fuck again. But somewhere better than this."

"I'll find a place. When will I see you again?"

"I can't tell you. Tomorrow, I hope." Anuja smiled as she got to her feet and began to dress.

"You're fantastic!" Pinto said.

She laughed and kissed him lightly. "You were great, too."

"I bet you say that to all the guys you fuck."

"Not all, no. Just the ones I really like."

"Thanks, then."

She squeezed his cock. "Will you do me a favour?"

"Anything."

"I'm fucking Tony at the poolbar later. After midnight."

He frowned. "The pool's closed."

"I know. That's the favour. Will you make sure there's no security around there? We don't want to be disturbed."

Pinto laughed as he opened the door. "No problem, babe. You have a good time. No one's going to bother you."

She smiled prettily, her teeth flashing in the darkness. "Thanks, Pinto. You're a pet."

She blew him a kiss, waved and disappeared into the darkness down the path to the hotel.

Pinto grinned to himself and, shaking his head, lit a cigarette. His body still tingled at the memory of her. She was the best fuck he'd ever had.




End of Part 15 Camera Candida 7 : Cabana

Next Part 15 Camera Candida 8 : Cocktail

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The pool lights were switched off. The water was still and clear. Anuja dived cleanly into the pool, gasping at the coolness on her hot, sweating body.

She broke to the surface, wiped the water from her eyes and stroked lazily to the poolbar at the other side of the pool.

"Hello, gorgeous," Tony said as she bobbed up onto a barstool.

"Hello yourself, you sexy devil," she said softly, grinning,
wiping the water from her face.

"Why aren't you naked?"

"Why aren't you?"

"Ladies first."

"Rubbish. Not in this day and age."

She laughed and tilted her head forward and coiled her hair in a tidy knot on the back of her head. Her breasts moved sexily in the tiny bikini bra when she lifted her hands. He looked at them greedily, openly.

She leaned forward with her elbows on the counter. He bent over her counter, too and they kissed slowly and gently, their mouths opening, their tongues flipping sexily and delicately at each other's.

Tony cupped her face and then slid his hands down her neck to her shoulders and into her bikini bra, over her breasts. They filled his palms and her nipples were already hard and long in his fingers. Her fingers roamed his broad shoulders.

"Fix me a drink," she murmured, flipping her tongue through his ear.

He grinned. "Sure. One for you, one for me."

He broke away and she watched him as he moved around, deftly slinging together two cocktails, adding a variety of liquors and mixers, ice, sugar, shaking them up in silver-plated shakers.

He was very handsome. Tall and tanned, he had a clean-shaven, rugged face with a straight nose, full lips, a square jaw with a sexy cleft in his chin, dark eyes and short-cropped thick hair.

His teeth were white and even. His body was terrific. Broad shoulders sprawled from his strong neck. His chest was wide and deeply cleaved, with small dark nipples pulled wide and low under his shorn armpits, at the tips of the big W that swept from side to side.

His torso was smooth and hairless. His belly was flat and hard as rock, each muscle clearly defined. His navel was a sexy little hollow. The trunk was V-shaped, slashing to high hips and a narrow waist.

As he turned, she noticed that his back was smooth and hairless, curved sexily inward to the spine, which swayed in a serpentine curve from his shoulders to his hips.

As he moved, his muscles rippled smoothly and easily. She could see his ribs under the tautly stretched skin. The arms and legs were dark and corded with powerful sinew, virtually hairless.

He was wearing nothing except a jock-strap, and his buttocks were naked, taut and firmly rounded. His crotch had a thick, prominent bulge.

He poured the drinks into highball glasses, garnished each and pushed one across the counter to her.

"Pink for girls, blue for boys," he grinned.

"Sexist pig."

He laughed. "Taste before you taunt, woman."

She sipped her drink. It was delicious. She licked her lips. "Wonderful."

He lifted his glass in a toast. "Here's to great fucking."

"To great fucking."

"Actually, I've got an even better recipe."

"What's that?"

He put his glass down, plucked an ice cube in each hand, leaned across the bar and, kissing her gently, slid his hands into her bikini top again. Anuja gasped as the cold ice cube slipped over her breasts and hard nipples. Her breasts swelled rapidly.

She moaned, shuddering in pleasure.

"That recipe, my randy little bint," he murmured, "is an aphrodisiac."

"What goes into it?"

He chuckled. "Mostly, my gunk. Topped with this and that. Like to try it?"

"Definitely."

"Make me cum."

"That," she said, shrugging off her bikini top and wriggling out of her panties, tossing them on the counter, "is the general idea. Come on, get into the pool with me."

Tony grinned and vaulted the bar smoothly, his muscles rippling and cording like a jungle cat. He dived into the water from the bar top. Anuja turned around on the barstool, stood on it and followed.

He spun around in the water and chased her. She swam away, stroking rapidly, but he was by far the stronger swimmer and he caught her within seconds in the shallow end. He pulled her under water, his hands on her breasts and buttocks

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She beat against him and they came up, sputtering and laughing softly. She squeezed his buttocks and pulled his jock-strap down his thighs. Even limp, his cock was wonderfully long and thick in her fingers.

She jerked it gently. He squeezed her buttocks and she spread her legs and hopped up, wrapping her thighs about his hips, her arms about his shoulders. They kissed deeply, unhurriedly, sexily, their tongues flipping in and out of each other's mouths, their bodies swaying and rocking in the pool and his hands were on her buttocks and breasts, exploring the luscious contours of her body.

Her breasts were heavy against his chest, her nipples stiff and rigid, her aureoles puckered with excitement.

Turning, they swam back to the bar, Anuja riding on his back, her arms around his waist, his fingers working his shaft. At the bar, he hoisted himself onto the counter and spread his legs, resting his feet on two barstools, leaving one between them.

She stood on the pool floor, resting her hips against the free barstool between his legs. Her head was on level with his groin. He grinned down at her.

"Let's see how good you are at giving head," he murmured, pulling her head forward to his crotch.

Anuja smiled and, flipping back the foreskin of his cock, masturbated him gently. His cock quivered and stirred. She pushed her face into his crotch and swirled her tongue delicately around his cock-head.

Tony grunted softly. His cock thickened and lengthened as she worked it with her tongue. It grew and grew, hardening and heating in her fingers and under her lips. She opened her mouth and slowly took his cock-head into it and sucked gently, working the bulging knob with her tongue.

Tony murmured in pleasure. He pulled her head deeper into his crotch. She took more of his cock in her mouth and began sucking with a steadily intensifying pressure, scbanging her teeth up and down his shaft, whipping his cock-head with her tongue.

He grunted. His cock ballooned and filled her mouth, distending her face.

"Not bad," Tony taunted her softly. "Not bad at all. Keep going, bitch. You're going to have to sweat for the big one."

Which was when Anuja used the ice. The effect was instantaneous and, to her, having accepted his challenge, immensely gratifying. His cock throbbed ominously and he cried out in shock and delight.

Anuja took more ice and kept sucking his cock, and then more ice. Gradually, Tony regained control.

"Fuck," he gasped. "You're good, bitch, grant you that!"

She looked up and said, "Are you going to cream in my face?"

He grinned. "Not in your face. In a glass. I've got to make that special, remember?"

"Oh yes." She went back to sucking his cock.

He grunted softly and leaned back, his hands on the work surface below the bar counter, his body angled away.

His hips rocked and writhed under her face. She sucked his balls briefly, then went back to sucking his cock. He craned his head and looked at her.

"You use aphrodisiacs, cunt?"

"Mm. Sometimes," she mumbled.

"You want one now?"

"Not particularly."

"Well I do. And I think you should have one too."

She heard him fumble beneath the counters. Licking his cock-shaft, looking up, she saw him snap a vial under his nose. He gasped. His cock quivered and throbbed, growing even hotter in her mouth. His body arched and tensed.

"Fuck yeh!" he grunted. "That's great! C'mon bitch ... take one!"

She shook her head. "I'm fine."

"I said, take one, bitch!" he snarled, whipping upright, jerking her head back and snapping an ampoule under her nose.

Anuja cried out and the intake of breath drew the powerful aphrodisiac deep into her lungs and blood. She gasped as it hit her, rocking her with a sudden, savage, explosive orgasm.

Her breasts swelled, her cunt flooded, her nipples quivered. Her mouth opened, her eyes went glassy. He laughed.

"That's better. Now suck!"

Anuja moaned. She thrust a hand between her legs and began masturbating feverishly as she sucked his cock. The aphrodisiac coursed through her body. His cock filled her mouth.

Pre-cum gunk spurted from the slit in its head. She sensed his orgasm. Abruptly, he shoved her head back, grabbed a tall glass from the counter and held it under his cock. She jerked it greedily.

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He came violently, jizz spewing from his cock-head and shooting into the bottom of the glass. He kept coming and coming and she watched in awe. He stopped orgasming and laughed. His erection had not waned.

"That's good. Just the overflow. Hang on, time for magic."

He swivelled around and hopped off the counter and busied himself with his ingredients and implements. Anuja moaned, gasping at the aftershock of the aphrodisiac still. He looked up and grinned at
her.

"Here, use this. Get on the counter and frig for me, bitch," he said and tossed her an unpeeled cucumber from under the counter.

Anuja groaned thickly. Her head was still fuzzy with the aphrodisiac. She tottered onto the barstool and slid up onto the counter and went down on her back.

Spreading her legs wide, one foot on the work-surface below the counter, the other on the barstool in the pool, she took the cucumber in one hand and pressed it to her cunt-lips. Watching, Tony chuckled softly.

"C'mon, whore. Frig!"

She slid the tip of the cucumber into her cunt, arching and gasping thickly, crushing her breasts with her free hand. Her hips writhed and bucked on the counter. She moved the cucumber in and out of her cunt, twisting it round and round.

The rough green skin scbangd against her inflamed clitoris. She moaned, her head flipping from side to side, her hips heaving as her hand and arm pumped back and forth. She squeezed her breasts in a frenzy.

"Ohhhhh!" she gasped. "Oh god yes! Ohhh uhhh yes!"

Tony laughed softly. He ran the mixer, cracked six vials of the aphrodisiac into the concoction, added ice, ran the blender again. The ice cracked loudly. The sound echoed.

Fortunately, the hotel had double-glazed sound-proofed outer windows and no balconies were open. He turned it off and uncapped the blender jug, jerked it off the motor base.

He took two glasses from the rack and poured the pale frothy liquid into it. On the counter, Anuja kept masturbating.

"Here. Drink!" Tony grabbed her face and jerked it around.

Anuja moaned, stopped masturbating. He flicked her hand away from the cucumber, took it himself and began frigging her. She gasped as he shoved it into her cunt. Her body arched.

He slapped her with the back of his left hand. She gasped, winced. He laughed again.

"That's right, whore. All you broads are the same. Get turned on by a little rough house, right? Drink!"

She groaned, her body arching and writhing on the table and, turning her face, sipped through the straw. The fluid tingled her tongue and palate, slid smoothly down her throat.

The aphrodisiacs hit her again. She gasped loudly. He grinned, took a deep swallow, shook his head and grunted. His cock throbbed and jumped up, quivering. He exhaled sharply, rapidly, masturbated slowly.

His fist grew sticky with jizz.

"Good?"

"Yes!" she gasped. "God yes!"

"Okey-dokey, time for pokey!"

Tony jerked the cucumber out of her cunt and jumped up onto the work-surface. Anuja took another sip of the liquid. Carefully, facing her feet, he straddled her face and pushed his cock into her mouth.

She drew it in hungrily and he grunted as the aphrodisiac-laced cold liquid swirled around his thick, hot, hard, quivering erection. He took a large sip and bent forward and pushed his face into her wet cunt. Beneath him, Anuja moaned deep in her cock-filled throat as the cold liquid seeped over her cunt.

He pulled her cunt-lips wide open with the fingers of both hands and rammed his tongue into her slit. She gasped, her body thrashing under his on the counter. He whipped her gorged clitoris with his tongue, flicking it back and forth, drew it between his lips and sucked on it. She sucked his cock.

His hips bucked over her face. His cock ran wetly in and out of her mouth. He nibbled the stem of her clitoris tenderly. Anuja arched and exploded. Her cunt-juices streamed out of her cunt.

Tony kept licking her slit, lapping her juices, tormenting her clitoris, fucking her mouth. She moaned and sucked harder. He paused, took another sip of his drink, went back to licking her slit with it, intensifying and prolonging her orgasm and, as the aphrodisiacs hit him, too, came.

Anuja gasped, sputtering as the jizz shot from his cock-head without warning, jetting thick and hot into her mouth and down her throat. Her mouth filled. Jizz dribbled down her cheeks from the corner of her mouth. Tony slid off her body.

He grinned, panting, his chest heaving. Anuja moaned, writhing feverishly, still hot and trembling with lust as the aphrodisiacs powered through her body.

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"Turn over, bitch," he ordered. "On your knees! I want to fuck you from behind!"

Anuja whimpered and obeyed, turning on her forearms and knees on the broad counter.

"Not like that! Spread your legs! Stretch 'em! Yeah, that's it -- wide open, baby, wide, wide open -- yeah ... nice and juicy slit, yeh, right."

He made her fork her legs wide open and stretch them so that one foot was on the barstool in the pool, the other on the work-surface, her body straddling the counter.

Her breasts hung succulent and pendulous, swollen, the nipples stiff and rigid. Tony knelt on the counter behind her and creased her buttocks open. He fingered her anus and cunt, teasing her clitoris with his fingertips.

"Gonna take your ass, too, whore ... gonna stick my rod right up your tight little asshole!"

Anuja moaned deliriously, beyond caring what he did with her body so long as he fucked her. He pushed his cock between her buttocks to her cunt-lips and, gripping her hips, thrust his cock into her in a rushing thrust.

Anuja cried out, her head snapping up, her face contorting in a rictus of joy as the huge penis surged deep into her cunt, throbbing and burning inward. Her cunt spasmed frantically on it and he gasped, flinging his head back, squeezing her buttocks.

"Fuck yes! Take it!"

"Oh ma uhhhhhhhhh ahhhh uhhhhhhh OHHHHHHh!" she cried.

He began fucking her rapidly and deeply, using a powerful rhythm, rocking his hips swiftly to and fro with a snap of his hips, flexing and unflexing his buttocks alternately, gripping her waist and moving her body back and forth on the counter, dragging her cunt up and down the length of his pistoning penis.

Beneath him, Anuja gasped and moaned, her swollen breasts jiggling, her necklace dancing. Her shoulders were hunched and her face, twisted in delight, was turned to one side, the eyes half-closed, the mouth open, the lips drawn back over her pearly teeth.

Tony grunted and chuckled. Steepling his fingers in the middle of her back, he moved her effortlessly back and forth.

"Like it, heh, slut? Like being fucked like this, right? Like having my dick in your slit, eh?"

"Yes!" she gasped. "Oh god yes, Tony, yes! Ohhh uhhhh yes ... ohhh uhhh yes uhhh yes uhhhh ohhh uhhh oh ma uhhh yeh oh god yes uhhhh oh fuck yes ... fuck me, Tony ... fuck me! Ohhhhhh uhhhhh ohhhhhhhh uhhhh ohhhhh uhhhhh OHHHHHH!"

He laughed loudly. "Like hearing you cunts beg for it! Real turn on, that! C'mon ... take it, whore! Take my dick! Yeh ... that's it ... yeah ... mm ... fuck yes ... that's good, bitch ... nice and tight and wet your cunt is ... yeh ... ohhh yeh that's it, whore! Keep going!"

He was a powerful, experienced lover. He used a steady, sawing rhythm, running his cock smoothly and deeply in and out of her cunt, back and forth, to and fro, in and out.

Anuja's loins blazed with lust as the huge shaft scbangd and pulverised her gorged, throbbing clitoris. On and on he went and she moaned, soaring towards a wild orgasm. He sensed its imminence and promptly drew out of her. She moaned in frustration and despair. He laughed at her.

"Not so fast, whore! You don't get things that easy! You've got to work for it if you want it! Come on! Beg, baby, beg!"

"Tony ... please ...," she moaned. "Fuck me! Don't stop, Tony! Please!"

He laughed in delight. "That's it, whore! That's it!"

He plunged into her cunt again, without warning, and Anuja gasped and cried out as his thrust forced the breath from her throat.

He chuckled and began ram-fucking her, thrusting violently and savagely in and out of her cunt, slamming his hips at her buttocks with loud slaps. Her body jerked and rocked wildly under his, her breasts tossing and jerking.

She cried out feverishly. Her orgasm came nearer. Again, just when she thought it would hit, he slid out of her. Anuja gasped in shock. Her cunt spasmed frantically on itself.

Quickly, he slid off the counter, made her get off, turned on his back on the counter and got her to straddle his hips. Anuja was panting and keening desperately, her face flushed and hot.

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She took his cock in her hand and quickly impaled her cunt on it with a loud moan of relief and joy. He grunted and arched up under her, heaving his hips upward, thrusting his cock deep into her cunt.

She gasped and began to buck up and down on his cock, moving her cunt along the length of his rigid penis. She had one foot on the barstool, the other on the counter and that gave her the support and leverage she needed.

She arched her neck, tilting her face upward and bucked faster and faster on his lap. Her buttocks bounced off his thighs. Her breasts jumped and jiggled. The gold chain slapped on her tawny skin. She moaned loudly, arching her tongue sexily over her upper lip.

Her belly sucked in and she hissed in pleasure, swirling her hips and churning her cunt with his cock, her belly sucked in, her hands sliding up her body to cup and squeeze her breasts. Tony grunted, watching her in fascination.

Despite his rough treatment of her, she was the best fuck he'd had.

"Yes! Ohhh baby yes!" she gasped, rocking and bucking up and down on his cock in a frenzy. "Ohhhhh uhhhh yes! C'mon! Come on Tony! Yes! Fuck me! Ohhhhhh uhhhh ohhhh uhhh ohhhh uhhhhh ohhhhhh uhhhhh yes!"

He held her buttocks and moved her up and down on his lap to suit his pleasure, pumping his hips in unison with hers. He squeezed her breasts hard and she gasped, leaning forward, her hands on his chest, ramming her cunt greedily down on his pistoning cock.

Craning his neck, he sucked her breasts, nibbling her nipples and pressed his fingertip to her anus. She gasped, arching her head and shuddering. Her cunt spasmed and contracted furiously on his throbbing penis.

His loins blazed with lust and his balls ached and throbbed, clamouring for release. Faster and faster she went, bucking and rocking and bouncing and jerking in a frenzy on his lap, her face twisted and radiant with excitement and lust.

This time, she was the one to deny him. She stopped suddenly, pressing her cunt down on his cock, grinding her hips and bent over him and kissed him hungrily, thrusting her tongue into his mouth, her breasts hot on his chest.

"I want it in my ass," she murmured, swirling her tongue through his ear. "Fuck my butt, Tony!"

She slid off his cock and made him get off, too. He thought she would offer her ass to him from the rear. Instead, she got on her back on the counter and spread her legs wide and lifted them high, curling her body on itself.

"Like this," she gasped. "Take my ass like this. From above ... and then fuck my cunt again like this!"

By now, the lust-fire raged unchecked in his body. Panting, he knelt before her and bent over her, his hands on the insides of her thighs, lifting them high and wide. She reached down and guided his cock to her anus.

His cock-head pressed to the taut orifice. He paused. She curled her hips higher.

"Shove it in, Tony! I want it all in my ass! Do it! Come on!"

With a loud groan, his powerful muscles rippling and tensing, his shoulders knotting, his head arching back, Tony flexed his buttocks and slid his hips forward. His cock-head popped into her anus.

Anuja's face contorted in a grimace of pleasure and she cried out, a long ahhhhhhh of relief. Tony gasped, wincing as her rear-channel bit down hard on his throbbing penis.

"More!" she gasped, gripping his hips and pulling him deeper into her. "More, Tony, more! Shove it all in, lover! Do it!"

Tony groaned and slowly squeezed his cock into her tight, hot, anus. She gasped, chewing her lower lip, her chest heaving, her breath coming in huge, rattling sobs of joy and squeezed her breasts hard.

"Fuck my butt!" she gasped. "Now! Fuck it! Yes! Ohhhhhhhhh yes Tony yes! That's it! Ohhhh baby yes! Again! Ahhhhhhhhhh uhhhhh yes! Oh fuck yes! Oh that's so good, lover! Do it again! Oh ma uhhhhhhh ahhhhhh uhh yes! Oh fuck yes!"

She was incredible. He buried his cock fully in her and she wanted more. He slid out, thrust in, slid out, thrust in. Her body rocked and curled under his thrusts. He sodomized her slowly and heavily, in an agony of joy, pushing his cock steeply in and out of her anus, his head spinning.

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On and on he went, goaded by her obscene love-calls. Anuja whimpered and gasped her pleasure. His cock felt wonderful in her anus, hot and hard, throbbing and pulsating with an awesome power, his heavy balls crushing against her buttocks as he sent his cock surging into her rear-channel.

Again she stopped him on the brink of an orgasm. He groaned; now it was she in control, he the acolyte. She had won and they both knew it. She took another sip of her aphrodisiac-laden drink and gasped as it surged through her body again.

Taking his drink, she thrust it into his crotch. Tony cried out as the cold drink stung his burning penis and balls. She grabbed a cube of ice from the work-surface and pressed to her cunt-lips.

"Now! Shove your cock into my slit, Tony! With this! Do it! Come on ... come on Tony ... fuck me!"

Tony had never known such bliss. His cock burned with its own heat and was cooled by the icy drink, stimulated by the aphrodisiacs in it. He pressed his cock-head to her cunt-lips, gasping as it slipped around on the ice-cube she held there.

She gripped his hips. He flexed his buttocks and, with a shuddering cry, swung his hips forward and thrust his cock into her. Glistening with the potent cocktail he had made, it surged into her deeply, driving the melting ice-cube before it.

Beneath him, Anuja cried out, her mouth jerking open, her head snapping back, her body arching steeply under his, her legs rising and hooking over his shoulders. Tony groaned and, leaning over her, his hands on her swollen breasts, crushing them under his weight, began fucking her with heavy, grinding, skewering thrusts.

The ice-cube melted in her cunt and on his cock. The sensation was exquisite torture.

"OHHHHHHHHH uhhh yes! Oh god yes that's so good Tony yes! Ohh fuck yes! Do it! Fuck me, lover! Fuck me hard! Ohhhhhh uhhhh yes! C'mon! Shove it in ahhhhhhhhh yes that's it ... ohhh ma uhhh yes ... shove it all in Tony ... all the way ... oh fuck yes that's it ... OHHHHHH uh oh ma oh ma oh ma uhhh ahhhhh uhhhhh yes!"

"Take it! Take it you fucking bitch! Take it my cock!" he gasped.
"C'mon, whore ... yeh ... oh fuck yes ... that's it ... c'mon ... take it ... oh uhhhh yes uhhh oh yes oh yes oh fuck yes ohhh uh ah uh ah uh ah uh ah uh ah uh ahhh uhh ahhhh uhh ahhhh!"

He began moving faster, and faster still, his hips rocking and swinging swiftly and rapidly, bouncing up and down, his buttocks flexing and unflexing rhythmically, his cock sawing and pistoning and reaming and ramming in and out of her cunt.

She moaned and cried out, thrashing and writhing on the counter under him, moaning obscenely, her hips heaving and jerking under his, her body whipping and rocking with his thrusts, her breasts jiggling and jumping as he rammed into her.

Faster and faster he went, knowing that he could not hold back much longer.

On the balcony of his hotel suite, Avinash grunted softly, masturbating his massive erection. Through the viewfinders of the cameras arrayed on tripods, he had an unimpeded view down to the pool.

He watched as the barman moved faster and faster, his buttocks bobbing and bouncing over his wife's hips. The headset he wore picked up every sound from the little mike he had planted under the bar when Anuja told her of this rendezvous earlier that day.

His cameras were set in differing zoom lengths and, scurrying back to his laptop, he flicked through the images that were coming in, each more erotic than the previous.

On and on they went, their bodies whipping and thrashing together. Avinash saw Anuja arch, heard her gasp and cry out and knew she was coming. Seconds later Tony cried out too, his head whipping back, his hands crushing her breasts, his hips grinding forward as he thrust into her once, twice, three, four, five times and then moaning, his hips twitching between her thighs as he emptied his load in Avinash's bride's cunt.

Their bodies subsided. Avinash moaned as he came into a spotless white handkerchief. He let the cameras run for a bit and then began the fadeouts. Below, Tony slid out of Anuja's body and rolled off the counter into the pool with a splash.

He stood there gasping, then splashed her. She gasped and tumbled into the pool after him. He splashed her again. She laughed softly and swam away. He chased her, caught her in the shallow end.

She turned in his arms and they kissed hungrily. She spread her legs and hopped up in his arms, winding her legs about his hips. His cock was still hard, fuelled by the high dose of aphrodisiacs he had taken.

Her cunt was similarly hungry for more. Smoothly, she engulfed his cock in her cunt. He grunted and, gripping her buttocks, pulled her down onto his cock. She bent her head and sucked his nipples.

"Mm, you're good, Tony boy," she murmured. "Very good."

"So are you."

"But you do this for a living."

"Great job satisfaction."

She laughed. "I'm sure. That's it, lover ... keep doing that ... yes ... god, your cock's so good in my slit!"

On the balcony, Avinash checked his cameras, loaded fresh film and slowly generated a fade in. He lit a cigarette and sat down at the laptop console. He could see every detail. He grinned. They had changed position again.

Now she stood in the shallow end, leaning over the edge of the pool on her crossed forearms, her legs spread, her buttocks thrust back. Tony stood behind her and holding her hips was fucking her from behind, running his cock slowly and heavily in and out of her cunt.

He slid his hands up to her breasts and leaning forward, kissed her as she turned her face over her shoulder. Avinash saw her mouth opening wide, her tongue flipping sexily in and out of Tony's mouth. By now, he knew the signs. It was going to be a long time before she was satisfied.





End of Part 15 Camera Candida 8 : Cocktail

Final Part 15 Camera Candida 9 : Ballboy

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15

Camera Candida

9 : Ballboy

Dashrath couldn't take his eyes off her. Crouched beside the side support pole of the tennis net stretched across the floodlit court, the seventeen-year old stared at Anuja. She was the sexiest thing he'd seen.

He watched as she prepared to serve. Feet positioned behind the base line, she bent forward, her racquet arm dropped and bounced the ball with her other hand. Her T-shirt was damp with sweat and it clung to her breasts like film.

The gold chain swung around her necklace. The buttons of her T-shirt were open and the lapel swung free as she bent. Even at this distance he could see the swell of her lovely breasts in the low, tight sports bra. The exertion had stiffened her nipples and he could see their sharp stubs through the white T-shirt.

She caught the ball and, rearing, arching, bending back, threw it high, her arm lifted, her head back, eyes on the ball, her body lifting on her toes. Her skirt rode up her thighs and he caught a glimpse of the dark flash of her crotch.

She wasn't wearing anything under the skirt. Her body rose in the air, spun as her racquet arm whipped around, the centre of the racquet head meeting the ball perfectly. With a loud pok, the yellow ball shot across the net like a bullet, landing just inside the service line, skidding down the centre.

The follow through took Anuja a few steps inside the base line. She stopped, bouncing on her toes, her racquet set, watching the ball, moving to the centre at the back of the court. Her breasts jumped under her T-shirt.

On the other side of the net, Avinash struck the tennis ball cleanly and strongly, sent it whipping back to her backhand. Anuja took the return easily, and hit it back to his forehand; he whipped it to the corner of her forehand court. Anuja raced across and using a heavy topspin, struck it back deep into his backhand corner again.

Avinash returned it to her forehand corner. Anuja drew her arm well back. The yellow ball bounced once on the artificial surface, lifted high. She was perfectly positioned. She sprang off her toes, her tennis skirt lifting and flying, her doubled braid tossing, her gold necklace jumping, her breasts jiggling under the taut sports bra and brought her arm down and across in a whipping forehand.

The racquet struck the ball squarely in the sweet spot and went skimming back across the net hard and fast and low, just clearing the tape. It landed just inches inside the line and, with the heavy topspin of her wrist, kept low and shot forward.

On the other side of the net, Avinash leaped for it, his racquet arm stretched. The ball caught the frame and ricocheted wildly upward. Anuja followed, her racquet lifted for a smash. The ball landed outside the tram lines. Dashrath sprang after it.

Anuja shouted in exultation, tossing her racquet in the air, lifting her clenched fists, jogging to the net. Avinash smiled and met her at the net. He hugged her. They laughed.

Dashrath ran around the court perimeter and collected the balls. They were obviously through with the game. He jogged to the bench beside the umpire's chair.

"... You've got a helluva game," he heard Avinash say.

"It was close. Three sets to two and seven five in the third." Anuja was stuffing some clothing into her tote. Dashrath couldn't tell what it was.

"Not many people drive me that much."

Dashrath came up to them. "Shall I turn out the lights?" he asked in Hindi.

Avinash nodded. "Yes. Thank you."

The hotel had championship quality tennis courts, complete with umpire's chairs, resting benches, coolers, floodlights and tiered stands. It was late at night and the stands were empty.

He flipped open a gang box behind the umpire's chair and threw a master switch. The heavy floods died. The court sank into shadows, now lit only by the silvery moonlight and stars. Avinash and Anuja shared a bench on one side of the umpire's chair, packing their sports totes.

Dashrath stood before her, looking at her breasts and exposed thighs as she bent over and stuffed her racquet, wristband and headband into it. She took out a fresh T-shirt. He had difficulty containing his erection.

Avinash took the cans of tennis balls from him without really looking at him and dropped
them in his bag. He waited for her to finish.

Anuja straightened and looked at Dashrath. She smiled her thanks. Her eyes slid down his body, lingered on his crotch, then slipped away.

"Avinash."

"Mm. Ready?"

"No. Do you have your cameras?"

"What? Oh, yes, one or two. Not the full kit. Why?"

She looked at Dashrath again. Avinash followed her eyes and grinned. Well, well. A little cooling down exercise. He was all for it. The lad obviously had a monstrous erection. He was a good looking youth, with sharp features, full sensual lips, a fine nose, high cheekbones, a square jaw, a wispy mustache.

He wore a baggy khaki tunic and shorts. He was barefoot. His body was lean and wiry, though not very tall. His shoulders were wide, his chest broad, his torso V-shaped, his belly hard and flat and he had narrow hips.

His arms and legs were corded with sinew. Avinash moved his bag to the other bench and, opening it, began to take out his camera kit. Dashrath couldn't understand what he was up to. He looked back at Anuja. She smiled at him.

"Dashrath. That's your name, isn't it?" she said.

He nodded.

"Thank you. We had a good game."

He grinned, his teeth flashing strong and white, ducked his head shyly.

"I'm set," Avinash muttered softly. "Ready when you are."

"Give us distance. Disappear."

"Fine."

Dashrath was intrigued. Avinash left his bag on the other bench and moved away, slipping into the shadows. That left just him and her.

"Come closer."

Dashrath stepped forward.

"Closer, Dashrath. Don't be afraid."

He was very close now, inches from her. She smiled up at him. His crotch bulged and quivered and he couldn't hide.

"You deserve a tip," she murmured.

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Before he knew what was happening, Anuja had her hands inside the legs of his shorts. She thrust them up into his crotch and held his cock. Dashrath cried out in shock and surprise, stumbled and lurched back. She pulled him back.

"No, no ... there's nothing to worry about," she murmured.

Suddenly, all those half-understood whispers in the staff quarters made sense. This was the woman they said was fucking half the guys in the hotel. And that was her husband who didn't bonk her at all, just took snaps.

Dashrath's pulse jumped with excitement. A slow grin of recognition creased his handsome features. Anuja smiled.

"Yes. That's right. You know who I am and what's been going on."

"You're Anuja madam."

"Just Anuja."

"Anuja."

"Yes. Please. Come here."

He came up to her again, now unafraid and expectant. She flicked open the clasp button of his shorts, undid the fly and peeled them open. He chuckled at her gasp of surprise. His cock, his pride and joy, was enormous, bigger than any of his pals had.

It was erect already, hard and throbbing, and it was ten inches long and two inches thick. His balls were heavy and low. He was careful to keep his cock-shaft and balls shaved smoothly -- he thought that was very sexy and he preferred it like this, so that he could feel the warm of a mouth or a cunt without hindrance.

The few girls he'd fucked so far agreed that it was better and hurt less.

"My god," Anuja gasped. "What an incredible cock you've got!"

"Yeah, thas wha' they say."

She groaned and took it in her fist, flipping back the foreskin. The cock-head was huge, gorged, slippery with pre-cum gunk, smelling sexy and musky. Anuja opened her mouth and swirled her tongue around the knob.

Dashrath grunted thickly, his belly sucking inward, his hips lurching forward, his hands falling to her head, pulling it deeper into his crotch. Anuja moaned, realizing at once that he was not totally inexperienced. Her excitement mounted.

"C'mon!" he grunted. "Sukit! Suck my cock!"

Anuja whimpered and, opening her mouth wide, slipped her lips around his cock-head. Dashrath grunted, tossing his head back, his mouth fluttering open. Her mouth was wonderful, warm and wet and her tongue worked his cock-head with a cunning he had never known.

He groaned, rocking his hips back and forth, moving her head to and fro with his hands as he fucked her face. She took more of his cock in her mouth, scbanging her teeth delicately along his massive, thick-veined shaft. He bent forward and shoved his hands into the neck of her T-shirt, cupping her breasts.

They filled his hands, grew turgid as he squeezed and kneaded the soft flesh. Her nipples were stiff in his palms. She took her fingers off his cock and, without pausing in sucking his cock, reached up to undo his tunic.

He helped her and shrugged it off. Bending, he pulled her T-shirt up, over her breasts, under her arms. Her breasts were wonderful, full and heavy and ripe like fruit. She sucked his cock harder.

He pushed her head away and jerked the T-shirt off her head. Anuja looked up at him. He had a slim, wiry body, strong and muscular like whipcord, with a hard belly and a wide, flat, slightly cleaved chest with small, dark, nipples.

His body was virtually hairless. His penis throbbed and bounced with excitement. She moaned and began sucking it again. Dashrath grinned and fucked her mouth unhurriedly.

"Mm ... yeh ... thas good, whore," he grunted in the vernacular. "Suck my prick, bitch ... yeh ... thas it ... keep suckin', slut ... thas it ... suck harder! Yeh! Thas good ... oh fuck yes! C'mon, bitch! Don' stop till I say!"

Hidden in the shadows, Avinash kept his cameras trained on the ballboy fucking his wife's mouth. He took close-ups of the youth's face, and of his gargantuan penis glistening between her lips.

Her face was distended with the size of the mammoth cock. He saw her jerking it in her elegant fingers, licking it lasciviously, her head tilted to one side, her eyes lifted, half-closed. The kid pushed her head away and grinned.

"C'mon, slut ... lemme lick yer slit," he grunted. "On yer back!"

Anuja whimpered, her body tingling with excitement and turned on her back on the wooden bench. Dashrath knelt at its far end and pulled her legs open, pushed her skirt up her hips.

She unfastened its side zip and he pulled it off, spread her legs again. Her cunt was wet and open and he could see the moist pink flesh and the delicate stem of her clitoris. He chuckled and thrust his face into her crotch.

"OHHHHH uhhh yes! Oh ma uhhhh yes!" Anuja gasped, her body arching on the bench, her fingers twining in his hair.

Dashrath's tongue was thick and heavy and long. It jabbed deep into her cunt, swirled through the wet flesh, lapping at her flowing juices, whipped her gorged, stiff clitoris, rippled up and down and in and out.

Anuja's hips heaved and writhed, bucked up and down. Twining her fingers in his hair, she moved his head around in her thighs to suit her pleasure.

"Ohhh yes Dashrath yes! Oh god yes! Oh ma yes uhhh oh ma uhhh ahhh uhh yes oh fuck yes!"

She moaned and whimpered ecstatically, her head flipping from side to side, a vision of lust with her eyes half-closed, her mouth open. Her body rocked on the bench with rhythmic little jerks, as though she was being fucked.

Her breasts jumped and jiggled, and her gold chain tossed and danced on her skin. Her body glistened with sweat. She slid her hands up her body, lifting her breasts, squeezing them erotically, pinching the nipples in her long fingertips.

Her cries rang in his ears, exciting him further. He stabbed a long finger into her cunt and began masturbating her rapidly, rocking his arm to and fro vigorously. Anuja cried out, her back bowing steeply, her hips crashing up and down, her head flipping wildly from side to side.

Her cunt was hot and tight and it convulsed greedily on his finger. He twisted his finger around in her cunt, pressed his knuckle to her hard stem of her clitoris, curled his finger into a hook and flicked it hard. Anuja cried out, crushing her breasts in frenzied delight. Meanwhile, his tongue continued lapping at her streaming juices.

"OHHHHHHHH uhhh OHHHHH uhhh OH DashrUHHHHHth uhhh Oh uhhh *hanh*
uhhhh *hanh* uhhh *hanh* uhhhhh OHHHHHH!" she cried.

He jabbed a second finger in and masturbated her even more rapidly. Avinash watched her body whipping and whumping frenetically on the bench, her hips crashing up and down, the youth's biceps flexing and unflexing as he rocked his arm back and forth and from side to side.

Without pausing in his masturbation of her, the ballboy sprang to his feet and quickly turned around, straddling her body. Beneath him, Anuja moaned, her mouth already open in avid expectation.

He lowered his hips over her face and grunted softly as her lips encased his cock. He began fucking her mouth in the sixty-nine, his hips rising and falling in a measured rhythm over her face while he finger and tongue-fucked her simultaneously.

Anuja was on the brink of a violent orgasm when he stopped and rolled off her. She moaned in frustration and dismay, masturbating frantically. He flicked her hands away.

"Time for the real thin'," he laughed arrogantly, with the sense of his power over her.

Anuja moaned. The teenager grinned and got between her legs, straddling the bench. He dropped in a low, deep squat, his legs spread, her thighs arched over his, with his buttocks almost brushing the bench top and, holding his cock, pressed it to her cunt-lips.

She gasped, holding the thick shaft, guiding him to her slit. He grinned down at her and, gripping the insides of her thighs, heaved his hips forward. His huge cock-head popped into her cunt and his monstrous penis surged behind it, plowing deep into her cunt, stretching it wide open.

Anuja cried out thinly, her face contorting in a wild rictus of lust, tendons popping in her neck, her mouth tearing open, her head snapping back.

"OHMAUHAHUHHOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she cried. "OH uh OH uh OH uh OH uh OH uh OH uh OH uh OHHHHHHHH!"

Her breath came in heaving, wracked, rattling sobs. The teenager flexed his buttocks taut and buried himself in her cunt and sniggered.

"Feel good, heh, cunt? Feel good havin' my dick in yer slit, donit?"

"Yes!" she moaned, frantic with lust. "Oh god yes Dashrath yes! God you're so big ... so big ... so hard ... ohhh yes ... c'mon baby ... fuck me! Fuck me like a whore, Dashrath ... take me like a slut!"

The youth grinned, flashing strong white teeth in the moonlight.

"Thas jes wha' I'm gonna do, cunt! Jes wha' I'm gonna do!"

He turned his head over his shoulder.

"Hey you, boss-man! Yeah, you, with the camera'n all! Why doncha c'mere and take some pics of me fuckin' your wife, stud? She loves it, the bitch! Loves my dick in her pussy! Doncha, whore?"

He rocked his cock out and in and she gasped loudly in assent.

"Hear'at? She loves it! Wanna hear her 'gain? Fine! Lessgo, bitch! Lessgo!"

Avinash scurried closer with his cameras. The boy was terrific. He grinned at Avinash lewdly when he saw him. Avinash avoided his eye, kept the cameras at his face. The boy grinned and began fucking Anuja without looking at her, mugging shamelessly for the camera.