Adultery Erotic Short and Long Stories by smitanair_999

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She murmured in pleasure and her hips lurched and rocked and her body rocked gently back and forth. She moved the carrot in and out of her cunt, round and round. Licking a fingertip, she moistened her aureoles and caressed her breasts sensuously while her other hand kept working between her legs. On and on she went and finally exploded, gasping and mewing, her hips arching and lurching upward. Slowly, she slid the carrot out of her slit and, with a lascivious grin, began to nibble on it.

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

Groaning, Jerry exploded, flooding his hand with jizz.

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

"COME ON, JERRY ... lick my slit ... fuck me with your tongue!" The teenager's voice was husky and sibilant, deeply erotic.

The darkly handsome, hard-bodied youth smiled down at his lovely, fair-skinned, seventeen-year old cousin sprawled wantonly before him. Her body was luscious, already ripened into womanhood, with large breasts and flared hips. Her belly was firm and flat, her arms and legs smooth and slender.

Her face was delicate, with a fine nose, flared nostrils, a lovely, sexy mouth meant for sucking and kissing and fucking. Her eyes were large and brown rimmed with *kajal*, and her hair was silky and dark with auburn highlights, twisted into a braid.

The young man smiled and thrust his face into her crotch. Shirlyn gasped softly and arched her back in pleasure. His tongue rippled down her sodden cunt-lips and through moist flesh within. It felt wonderful.

Shirlyn spread her legs still wider and, gripped his head in her crotch, her hips raised high. His tongue swirled through her cunt-flesh and flickered against her gorged clitoris.

"Ohhhh uhh yeh ... ohh god Jerry yeh!" she moaned softly.

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

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

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

They first fucked a few days earlier. Shirlyn was feeling sexy and she was alone -- neither Kenny or Shankar were there today, and the doctor, Arun was out of town. She lay in bed, masturbating gently and unhurriedly with a large, long white radish. She slid the vegetable gently in and out of her cunt and ached to have a real penis in her flesh. If only there was a man available ...

The realisation hit her suddenly and she stopped. Jerry. Of course. Jerry was available. He was in the house, and they were alone, and she had been tormenting him long enough. It was time to act. Shirlyn's pulse quickened.

Abandoning the radish, her heart racing with excitement, Shirlyn got up. She knotted her hair quickly behind her head and, for a second, debated what to wear. Looking around, she spotted her tennis gear, and grinned in delight. If it worked for Kenny, it would work for Jerry. Quickly, she slipped into her white cotton T-shirt and short tennis skirt, deliberately abjuring all underwear.

She braided her hair and, holding her shoes in one hand, her racquet in the other, she twirled before her full-length mirror. The T-shirt was translucent and her breasts and nipples and aureoles were clearly visible. Her breasts bounced as she moved and she thought it very erotic. Bending over, she smiled at her reflection as she saw her skirt slide up her thighs and reveal her buttocks and naked cunt beneath. Perfect. Jerry would not be able to resist.

He was in the hall, sprawled on the floor reading a computer manual when she entered and dumped her sports bag on the sofa seat. For a moment, she looked at him with a rush of pleasure.

He wore a tight white vest and skimpy shorts and his body looked gorgeous. He looked up at her and she saw the swift intake of breath.

"I'm going to the club. Tennis," she murmured, eyeing him lasciviously.

He stared at her and nodded slowly. She turned her back and bent forward at the waist over the back of the couch to pick up her bag, her feet spread apart. Her skirt slid up, high over her hips and she heard him gasp when he saw her naked buttocks and thighs, the puckered darkness of her anus, the bewitching fuzz of her cunt.

With her legs spread, her cunt-lips opened slightly and he could even see the tender flesh within. She paused for the merest fraction of a second, letting him have a good look. There was no sound, utter silence. The book's pages fluttered in the breeze from the fan. Shirlyn didn't move.

Suddenly, she gasped. Jerry's hands slid up her legs and over her buttocks. She wanted to turn and look at him, but held herself back. A soft rustle, a snap and then she bit her lower lip and felt dizzy with excitement. His cock, thick, long, hard, throbbing, pressed between her buttocks and thighs, moving to her cunt. Shirlyn tensed, trying to gauge its size.

The heat was intense and overpowering. It pressed to her cunt-lips. His hands pushed her T-shirt up under her arms and roved over her breasts. They were hard and swollen with excitement, her nipples erect. She held still.

And then the heat of his cock burst into her cunt and she cried out, her head snapping up, her face contorting in an explosion of pleasure. His penis surged powerfully into her flesh and his fingers crushed her breasts. Shirlyn dug her fingers into the upholstery and moaned, her head jerking up, her mouth opening in a wide 'O' of lust. She felt a rush of joy ... she had him now!

The young man flexed his buttocks and his hot, hard penis drove deeper into her cunt. Shirlyn gasped and cried out, her cunt contracting and convulsing frantically on his penis. Jerry groaned in excitement.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

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

The youth fucked her hungrily, rapidly, hard. He pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her cunt and then began to rock his hips swiftly, running it greedily in and out of her flesh. Shirlyn gasped and cried out, rocking back and forth under him. His cock felt wonderful, better than she had hoped. It was hot and hard and it mashed her gorged clitoris in its passage.

Faster and faster he went, plunging into her sodden cunt-flesh. Shirlyn began to orgasm helplessly. Jerry gasped, flinging his head back, holding her hips and jerking her cunt up and down on his shaft, squeezing her swinging, swollen breasts feverishly. His cries rang in her ears, obscene, guttural.

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

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

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

He drove deep into her with a rasping cry, ramming himself into her flesh, making her cry out and, buried deep in her spasming cunt-flesh, his buttocks twitching and flexed taut, his cock throbbing furiously, he came. Shirlyn moaned in joy as she felt the sharp sting of his spoot in her cunt-flesh. jet after jet of jizz spurting into her hot slit. Slowly, he eased out of her. Shirlyn stayed bent over, panting and gasping, her body burning with lust.

At last, she straightened and turned to face him. His face was grey with tension and nervousness, fear of the consequences of what he had done. Shirlyn smiled slowly, seductively and, stretching out her hand, pulled him to her.

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

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

"There's something you should know," she said, her lips fluttering against his. "I've been waiting for this a long time. Wanting it."

Jerry's eyes widened in surprise and disbelief.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Shirlyn's eyes dancing with lust. "Yes," she breathed. "Fuck me, Jerry."

"Like a whore."

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

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

It was wonderful. Jerry was imaginative, controlled, hard-bodied, skilled. Not quite as good as Kenny, but better than Shankar. Shirlyn orgasmed repeatedly as he fucked her mouth, her breasts, and her cunt repeatedly in a variety of positions.

When he licked her slit, he did at length, with exquisite delicacy of touch and she went wild with excitement, gasping and thrashing and writhing, crushing her breasts erotically, her body jerking and lurching as though under a man's thrusts. Shirlyn couldn't get enough of it. When he stopped, she groaned and flung herself at him, burying her face in his crotch, sucking his cock furiously. He groaned and exploded in her face, making her moan as the hot seed splashed into her mouth and over her face and breasts.

He fucked her again, slowly and deeply on her back on the living room floor, his penis gliding in and out of her cunt, then faster and faster till he was ramming furiously in and out of her flesh.

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

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

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

[Ramesh_Rocky]

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

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

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

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

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

"Want some excitement?"

"This is exciting."

"More exciting."

"Like what?"

"Like fucking Kenny and me together."

She smiled, her eyes dancing with excitement at the prospect, imagining what it would be like to have both cousins use her body.

"I was waiting for you to ask, one of you."

"I bet. You ever had a cock in your cunt and ass?"

"At the same time?"

"Yeah."

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

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

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

"Nah. The broads love it. Ask Sheila. Does it all the time. Even takes three, one in her mouth as well."

"Oh god, Jerry!" Shirlyn moaned.

"What say, bitch? You game?"

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

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

THEY SET IT UP a few days later, all three contriving to be at home together. Shirlyn skipped school, feigning a headache. The boys ditched college.

Shirlyn dressed carefully for the occasion, in a knee-length gown in black cotton. It had broad shoulder straps and a square, button-down yoke in front that was closely contoured to her chest.

She left the buttons undone so that her breasts were squeezed together by the tightly configured cloth to form a deep and tantalising cleavage in which her gold necklace nestled. The back of the gown dropped low to just above her buttocks.

She wore no underwear and her hair was coiled in a cute bun behind her head. The gold chain glittered on her honey skin. She looked bewitching.

The bell rang. Shirlyn answered it. It was the boys. They came in, grinning.

"Hi guys," she said softly, her eyes twinkling, a bright smile on her lips. "Come on in ... everything's ready, and I'm so hot I'm going to burn up if you guys don't do something double-quick!"

The cousins laughed and followed her into her bedroom.

Standing by the bed, Shirlyn looked at the two men and felt a quick rush of pleasure. She smiled warmly at them. They were handsome and exciting, both clean-shaven and rugged with good, hard bodies. They grinned at her, their hunger naked in their eyes as they raked her body up and down.

By the bed, Shirlyn stood between the two men, Jerry in front and Kenny behind her. The bodies closed together. Jerry slid his hands down her face and neck, pulling open the neck of her smock, freeing her breasts. She murmured in pleasure as he cupped her breasts and fondled them gently. They swelled and grew heavy and her nipples hardened. She began to unbutton his shirt.

Behind her, Kenny slid his hands under her dress and drew it up around her waist and caressed her naked buttocks and, reaching around, her thighs and crotch. He dropped his trousers. His cock bounced out, already hardening, thick and long. He rubbed it against her soft, rounded buttocks, while Jerry squeezed her breasts and bent his head to kiss her. Her hands went into her crotches, one in Jerry's, the other behind in Kenny's and she fondled their cocks lovingly.

"Mm, nice juicy ass," Kenny chuckled softly. "I'm gonna get me some of this soon. I like raiding butt. Good thing you like it in the ass, bitch."

She turned her face to Kenny and he kissed her over her shoulder, his hands on her breasts, while Jerry unbuckled his trousers and dropped them.

"Mm, heaven, having your cock up my ass, boy. Just heaven."

Jerry laughed and slid the gown's straps off her shoulders; Kenny let it fall over her hips and it rustled to her feet. Now she stood naked between her two cousins, her body writhing between theirs. Jerry's penis, too, was thick and large. He shrugged off his shirt and, behind her, Kenny did the same.

The three naked bodies fell writhing to the bed. Jerry flopped on his back with his hips at the edge, his legs hanging over. He spread his thighs and masturbated slowly, his head craned, watching Shirlyn. Standing before him, Shirlyn spread her legs and bent steeply forward from the wait. Her breasts swung heavy and low, pendulous.

Her buttocks creased open, exposing the puckered flesh of her anus. Her cunt-lips parted, revealing the moist bright flesh within. Lifting her eyes to Jerry's face, his cock in her hand, she opened her mouth and dragged her tongue lasciviously up his shaft and swirled it over his cock-head.

He gasped and bucked his hips at her face. She whimpered and slowly slipped her lips around his cock-head. He groaned and his head flopped back. She took more of his cock-head and part of his shaft in her mouth.

"Oh fuck yes!" Jerry gasped, his hands flying to her head, his hips bucking under her face. "Oh yes, suck it, baby, suck my dick!"

Shirlyn moaned deep in her cock-filled throat and began to suck the man's cock slowly and heavily, plying his bulging cock-head with her tongue. Behind her, Kenny grinned and, sinking to his knees, pushed his face between her buttocks.

She gasped, her head rising momentarily, her buttocks swaying and writhing as Kenny swept his tongue over her puckered anus, rimming her tenderly. The musky odour of her asshole filled his nostrils and aroused him.

Her cunt-lips were distended and he dragged his tongue down to them, lapping at the sweet, tangy juices that were beginning to flow freely. Shirlyn groaned and bent her head to Jerry's crotch and resumed sucking his cock deeply.

Her face distended with Jerry's cock filling her mouth, her head rocking up and down, her tongue winding lasciviously around the bulging cock-head, her dark, *kajal* rimmed eyes glassy and bright with lust, her nostrils flared. Her breasts jiggled and swayed, her gold necklace dragging along Jerry's thighs.

Her buttocks were spread the dark, puckered anus winking temptingly under Kenny's tongue, her unfurled cunt-lips, wet and moist, delicately rimmed by neatly trimmed cunt-hair and Kenny's tongue rippled up and down through them, probing gently in the soft flesh within.

Her head rocked up and down over Jerry's groin while she squeezed and fondled her pendulous breasts. Then her hands moved back to her buttocks, opening them wider for Kenny's tongue.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

They broke apart and quickly took new positions. Shirlyn turned on her back on the bed, replacing Jerry, who got off the bed and, kneeling between her spread thighs, pushed his tongue into her crotch and began licking her slit.

Kenny knelt over her face and pushed his cock into her mouth. She groaned and sucked his cock eagerly, her head rocking up and down under his lap as her hips bucked and writhed and swayed under Jerry's face.

"Yeh ... suck it! Oh fuck yes ... c'mon, whore! Suck my prick!" Kenny gasped, kneeling over her face, leaning on his outstretched arms, his hips pumping up and down as he fucked her mouth.

Between her thighs, Jerry jabbed his tongue in and out of her cunt, flipping it at her stiff clitoris. She groaned thickly, her hips writhing and bucking under his face. He slid his finger into her hot, wet slit and she gasped, arching her back and hips, spluttering on Kenny's cock in her mouth.

They turned her on her front on the bed and began fucking her together. Jerry knelt behind her and slowly squeezed his cock into her cunt. She groaned and lurched forward, then pushed her cunt back down onto his penis. He grunted and started fucking her heavily, gripping her hips and rocking his own back and forth, grinding his cock in and out of her cunt. Kenny was on his knees in front of her, his hands on her head, his hips pumping back and forth, pushing his cock in and out of her mouth.

Her body rocked and lurched between theirs. Her breasts jiggled and wobbled and the two men fondled them eagerly, their hands rough and hard on her swollen breasts.

"Man, what a fuck!" Jerry grunted. "What a hot piece of ass!"

"Fuck, you said it!" Kenny gasped. "Sucks prick like a fucking vice!"

"Yeh! C'mon! Take it! Ohhh fuck yes! Ohhhhhh yes!" Jerry groaned, driving his hips back and forth, plunging greedily in and out of her cunt.

Several minutes later, they paused, swapping places. Shirlyn groaned happily, deliriously, not caring who was fucking her where. Kenny's distended penis surged into her cunt and she gasped her joy and took Jerry's penis deep in her mouth. It was hot and hard and it tasted of his jizz and her cunt-juice, an erotic, heady, potent cocktail.

Her body throbbed and quivered with lust and she abandoned herself to her lovers, drowning in the pleasures of their hard flesh. Jerry's cock spurted pre-cum gunk into her mouth and she swallowed it lovingly. Kenny fucked her hard, gripping her hips and slamming his own back and forth, plunging his cock greedily in and out of her cunt. His thighs whacked her buttocks loudly. Her breasts jiggled and wobbled as she lurched under his greedy thrusts. He pressed his thumbs to her anus.

"C'mon, bitch," he grunted. "C'mon, take it! C'mon, yes! Oh motherfucking heaven yes ... oh god yes ... ohhhh uhhh yes!"

She moaned deep in her throat, filled with Jerry's cock. He groaned, his hand on her head, moving it to and fro to suit his pleasure, reaching under her to fondle her breasts. They broke apart, gasping and groaning, their bodies glittering with sweat from their exertions.

"Fuck me one by one," she gasped. "Jerry, you first. Fuck me from behind ... come on ... quickly!"

She bent forward on her forearms and knees and Jerry knelt behind her and slowly squeezed his cock into her cunt. She gasped, her head arching, her face suffused with pleasure. Jerry groaned, his head arching back, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her buttocks. His buttocks flexed taut and his hips rolled forward.

His cock vanished deep into her cunt. She groaned and whimpered, gasping and panting, squirming her buttocks erotically against his groin. His cock was wonderful in her cunt, hot and hard and thick. She hissed softly, turning her face over her shoulder.

"C'mon Jerry ... fuck me ... yes ... ohhhhhhh yes ... that's it ... ohhh fuck yes ... c'mon ... do it ... yeh ... ohhhhh yeh ... that's it ... mm ... that's so good baby yes ... ohhhhhh uhhh ohhhhh uhhh ohhhhh!"

Jerry fucked her heavily, gasping and groaning, rocking his cock in and out of her cunt. She gasped and moaned, jerking and lurching back and forth under him, her breasts swinging, her gold necklace tossing and flapping to and fro.

He was a strong and powerful lover and quickly steadied his rhythm, prolonging the pleasure for both of them. He moved swiftly, yet unhurriedly, his buttocks flexing and unflexing alternately, his hips snapping sharply.

His cock pistoned in and out of her cunt, appearing and disappearing between the smoothly curved lobes of her buttocks. His thighs slapped softly against her buttocks.

"C'mon ... take it ... yeh take it bitch ... oh fuck yes ... c'mon yes ... Ohhhh uhhhhhh yes! Take it, whore! Take my cock!"

Whimpering and keening, Shirlyn orgasmed. Her cunt convulsed on his penis and he gasped, grinding heavily down deep into her cunt, making her gasp and cry out with each thrust that sent her body lurching and snapping forward. Her orgasm ebbed and he drew out of her cunt slowly.

Shirlyn flipped on her back, spreading her legs and, immediately, Kenny was there, bending over her and running his cock into her cunt in one smooth, long, rushing thrust. She gasped loudly, arching steeply under him, her legs forking wide open, her hands under her breasts, lifting and squeezing them erotically. Kenny grunted and tossed his head back, flexing his buttocks taut and burying his cock in her slit.

"C'mon, whore, c'mon!" he groaned. "Take it! C'mon yeh! Ohh uhhhh yeh oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck yes!"

He fucked her rapidly and hard and feverishly, rocking his hips swiftly up and down with a wicked snapping roll that sent his cock plunging into her cunt from all angles. Shirlyn cried out sharply, writhing and tossing under him, her chest heaving, her breasts bouncing and jiggling, her gold necklace tossing on her sweating skin.

Faster and faster he went, his hips rocking up and down, his buttocks bobbing and bouncing furiously over her thighs. She cried out, her hips bucking and heaving under his and hit another orgasm within minutes. He gasped as her cunt spasmed frenetically on his penis and rammed his cock into her repeatedly till her orgasm waned.

The two men waited patiently, masturbating, while she caught her breath. She groaned, lying on the bed, her body glistening with sweat, fondling her breasts and cunt slowly. She smiled at them, her eyes bright and glassy.

"Now ... fuck me together, guys ... in my cunt and ass ... like you promised."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

The men grinned. Shirlyn pulled Jerry down on the bed and, gasping and moaning thickly, straddled his hips. Bending over, she kissed him hungrily, thrusting her tongue into his mouth as she sank her cunt on his cock, engulfing his penis in her tight, wet warmth. He grunted and thrust up into her. She gasped, arching her head.

He craned his neck and, squeezing her breasts together, sucked on them simultaneously. She moaned loudly.

"C'mon Kenny ... take my ass ... shove your cock into my butt!"

Kenny whooped and dropped to his knees behind her. Spreading her buttocks open with both hands, he pushed his cock-head to her anus. She tensed, biting her lower lip as she felt the huge cock-head at her asshole. Then her sphincter yielded and her tight little anus opened up. Kenny flexed his buttocks slowly and eased his hips forward. His cock-head popped into her anus.

"OHMAUHHHHOHHH UHHHHHHHHHHH OHHHH uhh OHHHH!"

The breath rushed from her throat. Her head snapped up and her face contorted in a savage rictus, her lips snapping back, her mouth jerking open, her eyes screwed shut. Kenny dug his fingers into her buttocks and slowly pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her anus. He gasped loudly as her asshole convulsed uncontrollably on his throbbing, invading penis.

His belly sucked in with strain. Beneath her, Jerry grunted as her cunt, too, contracted savagely on his penis, separated from Kenny's by the merest membrane of flesh. Deeper and deeper Kenny went, and Shirlyn's body thrashed between theirs, wracked by huge, heaving, sobbing gasps. She felt dizzy with lust. The two penises felt wonderful, filling her cunt and ass. She squirmed between the two men, moaning and gasping.

The two men began to fuck her together, rocking slowly in and out of her cunt and ass simultaneously in accidentally fortuitous rhythm. Shirlyn thrashed and writhed between them, gasping and moaning, her voice ragged and hoarse, her breathing heavy and hot. The men fucked her heavily and deeply, their cocks sawing in and out of her cunt and ass. Every thrust from Kenny forced her cunt down hard and deep on Jerry's massive erection; and when Jerry bucked his hips under her, her anus was jammed back on Kenny's huge penis.

"Oh ma ohhhhhh uhhhhh *hanh* uhhh *hanh* uhh ohhh yes oh god yes ohh uh ohh uhh ohhh uhh ohhh uhh ohhh uhhh ohhhhhh!" she gasped. "Ohhhh uhh ohhhh uhhh oh ma oh ma oh ma oh ma OHHHHHH!"

"C'mon! Take it! Oh fuck yes, take it!" Kenny groaned, sodomising her slowly and heavily, his hands on her breasts, squeezing and crushing them hard.

Jerry grunted under her, heaving his hips up and down under her cunt, gripping her buttocks and holding them open for his cousin.

On and on they went, the two youths pummelling her body between theirs, invading her innermost recesses, gasping and moaning.

Several minutes later, the trio broke apart. Shirlyn's body was streaming with sweat from the tension and exertion. She moaned softly and slowly turned on her back above Jerry. Kneeling over his lap, she moved his cock between her buttocks to her anus and eased her asshole down onto his upright cock.

He gasped as his cock burst into her rear channel. She cried out, her head arching back, her body bending backwards in a steep bow, her elbows on the bed on either side of his chest. Gingerly, she spread her knees.

Jerry squeezed her breasts hard. Kenny grunted and moved over her, kneeling between her spread thighs. He bent and kissed her deeply and slowly pushed his cock into her open cunt. Shirlyn's face twisted wildly and she moaned, writhing her hips uncontrollably. Jerry's cock churned her rear channel and Kenny drilled her cunt slowly and deeply.

They began to fuck her together again, moving slowly and rhythmically, pumping their hips back and forth in unison, both penises invading her flesh as one. She orgasmed repeatedly and now it was too much for either man to bear. One by one, they drove into her and exploded, making her gasp and moan when she felt the sharp, hot, delightful spurt of their hot seed in her molten flesh.








End of Part 4 THE BINT FROM BOMBAY - BROTHERS IN ARMS

Next Final Part 5 THE BINT FROM BOMBAY - DIRTY HARRY

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Actually, brother mine, you're one dishy hunk," Shirlyn said with a grin.

"You're not half bad yourself, sister dear," her brother Harry replied. "That makes us quite a couple, doesn't it?"

"Mm. And incest is ..."

"Best?"

"Right!" she laughed brightly, tossing her silky dark hair.

He sipped his drink and set it down. Ever since their recruitment at Hedon & Venery, that mammoth global organisation devoted to purveying sexual gratification, the two siblings had given full reign to their innate sexuality.

Even the most ancient of taboos, violated a long time ago in submission to naked lust, was now a mere anachronism that no longer troubled them in the least. They loved each other dearly and knew each other well, and their sex was simple, passionate, yet deeply satisfying.

There was a strong physical resemblance between them, though her features were softer and finer where his were rugged and utterly masculine. They shared a clear brow and fine, straight nose with slightly flared nostrils and high cheekbones and a firm chin, pointed in her case, square in his. Her eyes were lovely, large and brown, lined with *kajal* and perennially full of sparkling good humour and a wicked mischief that made men want her desperately.

Her hair, like his, was silky and dark, but she tinted it to give it a lovely auburn highlight. Her mouth was delicious, soft and pleasing with a superbly bowed upper lip over a full, straight lower lip. Her neck was extraordinary, a long, elegant, swan-like column that supported her delicately honed head.

When she did her hair in a high knot or a braid, it looked even lovelier. Her ears were small and stuck out cutely. Her teeth were white and even, the left incisor slightly chipped, an irregularity he knew many men found singularly erotic and appealing.

Her body was beautiful. Not very tall, she was slender and stunningly curved. The long neck led smoothly past sexy hollows in her throat and collar bones, around gently sloping shoulders to wonderful breasts full, firm, ripe, delectable with long dark nipples in puckered aureoles. He knew how hypersensitive her breasts and nipples were: he had often watched her orgasm over and over, moaning and keening like a lost puppy as a man sucked and fondled them.

In anything she wore, her breasts were lovely, jutting out proudly over the hem of her blouse, straining at a bikini bra, luscious under a fine T-shirt. Her cleavage was deep, tempting and she wore a gold necklace that rode high on the nape of her neck and disappeared tantalisingly into the vale between her gorgeous breasts. Beneath, her belly was firm and flat with a delicately hollowed navel and her hips flared to firm, superbly rounded buttocks curving over a dark and inviting cleft.

He knew she liked nothing so much as a long, hard, thick penis grinding between those lovely curves, sliding inexorably inward into either of her lower orifices. Her hips curved sweetly to slender, elegant legs with strongly arched feet. Her limbs were smoothly turned, the wrists and ankles delicate, the fingers tapering beautifully.

When they roamed a man's naked body or curled around his penis or arched into her own slit or that of another woman, her fingers were erotic beyond compare. Her skin was smooth and utterly clear, the colour of light honey, unblemished by the fine down that marred the beauty of so many women. There was a sexy little birthmark high inside her left breast.

His clean-shaven features were stronger and less delicate. His jaw was square, handsome, his eyes dark. His mouth was full and sensuous, the eyes intelligent and deep-set, his hair cut short. He, too, had strong, even teeth. His body was magnificent. He had broad, muscular shoulders, a deep, cleaved, utterly hairless chest, the torso tapering in a breathtakingly savage V to high hips and a narrow waist, the back curving steeply inward from the shoulders to the spine and then down to his hips.

His belly was a slab of rock, every muscle defined. His buttocks were firm and taut and his arms and legs were long and bunched with thick muscles. His skin was stretched tautly over his frame, showing off the hard sinew in his upper arms, forearms, thighs and calves.

Harry sprawled low in a deep chair, clad in comfortable baggy trousers and nothing else. She sat sideways on his lap, dressed in sleeveless black T-shirt with a wide, deep neck nothing but the gold chain around her neck.

As their eyes held, the sexual desire flickered, caught, then leapt in unspoken words between them. er hands slid over his torso, caressing the firm, manly contours of his body, relishing and loving the feel of his hard strength. He slipped his hands up under her T-shirt and cupped her naked breasts beneath.

She tensed and trembled at his expert, knowing touch, her nipples stiffening instantly, popping erect in his fingers. He pinched and twirled them gently and she shuddered as ripples of sexual hunger coursed through her delicate frame.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Her eyes grew bright and glassy with lust. Her lips parted and her breath was warm and sweet on his face as her lips neared hers. They kissed gently, deeply, lips apart, and her tongue, pointed and, he knew, full of cunning when it worked a man's penis or anus or nipples or anything at all, slid sexily in and out of his mouth, fencing with his own.

She turned around to straddle his laps and wound her arms over his shoulders, smiling at him fondly and, leaning forward, kissed his cheek, nuzzled his ear, tongued it, sucked on his lobe. Harry smiled, fondling her breasts.

They broke the kiss and he lifted the T-shirt off her head. He could feel the warmth of her cunt against his belly. He cupped her breasts, marvelling at the perfection of their weight and size and form. He bent forward and gently lapped at one stiff, long nipple with his tongue, making her moan and gasp softly, clenching his head to her chest, arching her back.

He sucked sharply on her breast and she hissed in joy. They broke apart again, his hand between her breasts, her hands cupping his handsome face.

"Harry," she murmured.

"Mm?"

"Tell me about the first time. With Sheila," she murmured.

"You know all about it, babe. I've told you before. So has she."

"Tell me again. It's so sexy to hear about it."

He chuckled softly. "Well, babe, if you think *hearing* about it is sexy, you should have seen how sexy it *felt*!"

He cupped her swollen breasts, feeling them harden in his hands, the nipples quivering with tension. She looked lovely, with the long neck, the gold chain riding high on the nape, slightly raised over her flesh, where her shoulders hollowed sexily.

"Tell me, Harry ... tell me how my lovely brother and sister first committed incest."

Sheila was not quite sixteen when she lost her virginity to the house-servant one hot afternoon. Everyone else was out of the house and she was supposed to be studying for her exams.

Actually, she was fantasizing, and the pages were a blur. It was hot and humid. The ceiling fan barely stirred the torpid air. She unbuttoned her cotton shirt and pulled it open. She was not wearing a bra, and she fanned herself with her notebook, shivering as her nipples popped erect.

A ribbon of sweat trickled through her deep cleavage. She squeezed her breasts gently, rolling the mounds under her palms and tweaked her nipples. Her breasts grew warm and heavy.

Sighing, she leaned back in her chair and pulled off her shorts. Spreading her legs wide, she slid her finger to her crotch and began to masturbate slowly. It felt so good. She rubbed her finger up and down her slit and, sensuously rubbed her moist finger over her puckered aureoles. She closed her eyes. If only she could have a man. A real man, with a real penis, long and thick and dark, like the one's she saw in her biology books and in the erotic magazines and movies she spirited from her Uncle Stanley's cupboard.

A big cock, one she could suck and play with till it was hard. Then he would squeeze it into her cunt and she would feel its heat and hardness in her flesh, filling her cunt, rasping over her gorged clitoris. A black man, yes, one of those, hard-bodied and muscular with an enormous penis ... just like the one she had seen in the movie the other day ...

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

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

Somehow, it wasn't good enough. Sighing, she turned back to her books. It was impossible. Soon, her mind was wandering again. Sighing, she got up and, knotting her shirt-tails under her breasts, leaving her midriff bare, wandered out of the room and went into the kitchen. The refrigerator hummed silently, promising coolness. Small mercies.

She got herself a drink of water and ice from the freezer. She popped several cubes in her glass and taking three or four in her hand, ran them around her temples, over her face and through her cleavage. It felt very sexy. Her nipples hardened again. Smiling with pleasure, she slid her hand under the open lapels of her shirt and moved the ice cubes over her nipples. They quivered and she felt her cunt suddenly ooze with excitement.

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

He was a handsome young man in his early twenties, who did the sweeping, mopping, the laundry. He was tall and dark, with a strong, rough-hewn, handsome face. His hair was thick and dark.

He was clean-shaven. His body was muscular with broad shoulders, a cleaved chest, a flat belly and long arms and legs thick with muscle. She had often fantasized about him fucking her.

Ramu stood still, as if carved of stone. The ice melted in her hand and stained her shirt. She slid her hand out, her heart pounding in her chest, her lips open, gasping softly, her eyes wide, her head roaring with terror and fear, a deep clench in her gut. He had seen her. It was too late. She was found out.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

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

He stepped forward silently and she pressed herself back against the fridge door. Slowly, he came up to her, his eyes never leaving hers. She cowered against the fridge, looking up at him. His body was very close to hers, almost touching her. She could smell the tangy, sexy, sweaty odour of his body.

She noticed that his armpits were shorn. His chest was sexily clear of any trace of hair. His nipples were very dark and sharp in small aureoles. She wanted to lean forward and suck one of them. He inched closer and his broad, strong feet touched hers. Her hands dropped to her sides.

Slowly, he hooked his fingers in the knot of her shirt and pulled it wide. His hands cupped her face and tilted it up to his. His lips fluttered over hers. She closed her eyes. His lips fastened on hers and she felt them part and his tongue pressed to her lips. She could not resist. Her lips opened and his tongue slid into her mouth. Simultaneously, his hands slid down her neck and over her breasts.

Sheila trembled and her nipples shot out and her breasts grew hot and hard. Instinctively, her arms curled around his shoulders. Kissing her gently, deeply, he squeezed her breasts, fondling them adroitly. His groin pressed to her belly and she could feel the hard length of his penis. She felt dizzy with lust ... she had never felt a real penis before, never been so close to any man.

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

She grew feverish and trembled with excitement as his evidently expert hands fondled and aroused her gently. His hands slid down her belly and over her buttocks, down to the backs of her thighs, then moved around to the front. His fingers slid into the baggy legs of her shorts and she stiffened as she felt them crawl up towards her crotch. He moved them higher and continued kissing and nuzzling her neck, tonguing her ear, nibbling her earlobe.

Pulling her shorts in a tight V at her crotch, he pressed his fingertips to her slit. It was already wet and her legs shook and parted of their own accord as he pulled her cunt-lips open and gently drew his fingers along her crack. It was already moist and his fingers danced over the soft bush of her pubic hair, gently teasing her cunt-lips open and touching the wet, warm flesh within.

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

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

The first touch of his penis was electrifying. Her fingers flew away and immediately returned and, this time, closed around the massive thickness of his shaft. She pulled his shorts down and freed his penis. He stepped back and she looked down. It was the loveliest thing she had seen. Seven inches long, still limp, it was an inch and a half thick.

His balls were heavy and low. She cupped them gently and squeezed his penis, drew her fingers tenderly up and down its length, examining its contours. It was smoothly shorn down to the hilt and, though she did not know it then, she was soon to learn the reason for this. He smiled at her awe and she felt his hands pushing her gently to her knees.

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

"Come ... frig me ... like this ..."

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

"You want it, don't you?"

She nodded, her eyes rivetted on his penis, the first she had known, the first of a long succession of cocks that were to revel in her flesh.

She jerked it with increasing confidence as it stirred and began to lengthen and thicken in her hand.

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

Moaning softly, Sheila caressed her face with his cock, her eyes half closed. It felt wonderful, warm and heavy and thick, more erotic than anything she had imagined. It smelled musky and sexy. Her head swam with excitement.

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

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

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

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Ahh!" Ramu groaned, flinging his head back. "Yes ... OHhhh yes ... OHH god that feels so good ... suck it ... suck my cock! Use your tongue! C'mon! Yeh ... oh fuck yes ... c'mon ... suck my dick, bitch! Suck it, whore ... suck harder!"

The repeated aischrolgia added to her arousal. She forced herself to take still more of his cock-shaft in her mouth. Her face distended with his size. Her tongue grew frantic on the cock- head in her mouth. It tasted wonderful, tangy and musky and erotic.

She pressed her tongue to the slit in his cock-head and he groaned. His cock sputtered and she gagged as he spewed pre-cum jizz into her mouth. But the taste of it on her tongue was infinitely arousing and she swallowed it obediently, still sucking him. Now her head rocked back and forth in front of him.

Ramu fucked her face slowly, pumping his hips back and forth, rocking her head to suit his pleasure. His cock glistened and gleamed as it went in and out of her mouth. She held his hips, cupped his balls and then, to his amazement, tried to finger his anus.

Groaning, he moved his legs apart and she slid her fingertip to his asshole. Now guided by instinct and her reading of pornography, she dipped her head and sucked and licked his heavy, low balls. The servant gasped in wonder.

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

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

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

She remembered watching the porn-star Falu, and the things she had done with the men who fucked her, and drew inspiration from the memory.

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

Ramu looked at her incredulously and shook his head in wonder. Her face burrowed between his thighs, turned upward like a suckling calf's. He reached back and pulled his buttocks open. Her face and lips were soft between his thighs, inordinately erotic.

His penis sawed the air. He gasped as her tongue slithered into the dank cleft between his buttocks and swirled over the puckered flesh of his anus. It tasted musky and sexy and she groaned and flipped her tongue over the contracting muscle, rimming his ass.

Groaning, he pulled her head back and fucked her face again. Already, she was more adroit and her hunger was unmistakable. Fondling her breasts with one hand, the other in her crotch, Sheila sucked her servant's penis greedily.

It throbbed and pulsed in her mouth and he fucked her face rapidly, moaning and jerking his hips back and forth, rocking her head in both hands.

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

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

She nodded and sucked his nipple.

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

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

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

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

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

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

She squeezed her other breast, but he moved her hand away and, moistening his fingertip with gunk from his cock-head, smeared it on her aureole and nipple. Sheila moaned softly. His tongue slithered into the deep valley between her breasts and swirled in tantalisingly slow circles up the other mound. He sucked on that breast and his hand crawled down her belly to her crotch.

"Ohhhhh uhhh yes!" she groaned.

Her thighs trembled and split open for his finger. Gently, he drew a finger down her crack. Squeezing her breasts together, he sucked them simultaneously. Sheila arched under him, clenching his head.

"OHHHH ... Oh Ramu!" She gasped.

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

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

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

[Ramesh_Rocky]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"How?"

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

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

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

It was too much for him to bear. Her wanton, obscene entreaties goaded him. The smile vanished, replaced by a look of excited determination. Taking a deep breath, he flexed his buttocks and eased his hips forward.

His cock-head slipped through her cunt-lips and popped into her taut channel. She gasped, her back cambering, her head snapping back, her mouth tearing open. Her cunt convulsed feverishly on his throbbing penis and he groaned and held still. Her hips twitched and lurched and bucked, her body writhing uncontrollably. He held her down.

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

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

He chuckled softly. The broad was really hot.

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

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

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

Firmly embedded in her cunt, Ramu held completely still. Sheila's cry dwindled to a low, whimpering moan. Her body sank back onto the table and she looked at him with awe and wonder and joy in her eyes. She couldn't believe it.

She was being fucked, actually fucked! By a real cock! Her first, her very first real cock ... Just like the women in those pictures and stories, with a real, thick cock in her cunt! And that, too, by the servant! It was too sexy for words.

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

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

"God, yes," she moaned with a thin smile. "It's divine! So nice and thick and hard and hot ..."

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

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

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

Her hips moved with his, and his cock slid smoothly in and out of her cunt, glistening and gleaming. His balls squeezed up against her cunt-lips each time he went into her and her moans were loud and unfaked.

"Yes ... Ohhhh uhhh yes ... oh god yes, Ramu, yes! OHH uhh Ohma uhh OH uhh OHHH uhh OH uh OH uh OH uh OH uh OHuhOHHHHH!"

She writhed joyously under him, her head flipping slowly from side to side. She fondled her breasts, squeezing and rolling them in her hands gently, sensuously, erotically. Ramu thought she was the sexiest thing he'd had in a long time.

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

Marvelling at her natural aptitude for sex, he fucked her rhythmically. His buttocks flexed and unflexed, his hips swinging smoothly back and forth, driving his glistening, swollen cock in and out of her cunt. She reached down and encircled his pistoning penis with her fingers, feeling it rasp between them into her cunt.

The sensations in her loins were overpowering. He released her thighs and she kept them wide, her heels on the edge of the table. He slid his hands up her belly and squeezed her breasts. She cupped her hands in his and smiled lovingly at him, her tongue flickering over her upper lip.

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

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

"Faster!" She gasped. "Take me harder! Harder! OHHH uhh yeh ... c'mon ... do it, Ramu ... do it to me! Fuck me, baby! Fuck me hard!"

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

She clenched his arms, her head whipping from side to side. Bending his head, he sucked sharply on her breasts. Her back arched in pleasure and her feet rose and hooked under his arms, across his back, taking him even deeper into her cunt.

He flung his handsome head back and gasped, his eyes closed. His powerful shoulders and biceps knotted with tension. She moaned lewdly under him, caressing his belly and chest and nipples, clenching his arms, whining with passion.

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

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

[Ramesh_Rocky]

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

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

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

He flipped her over on the table on her knees and pushed her down onto her forearms. Her buttocks were thrust back at him. Grinning with pleasure, he pulled them open and thrust his face between her thighs.

Sheila gasped as his tongue swirled over her anus. He slid a finger into her cunt and masturbated her gently, briefly debating whether to fuck her tight little ass. He abandoned the idea. It was too early; not this time, the very first. But soon. Very soon.

Sheila's buttocks trembled and swayed. Her pendulous, swollen breasts quivered. Ramu jerked his finger rapidly in and out of her cunt and strummed her clitoris. Sheila moaned. His tongue slithered to her cunt and arched up into the soft, sodden flesh.

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

The feeling was divine. His tongue swirled around her taut anus and, with a sudden flash, she knew she wanted his cock in her asshole, that she would not mind the inevitable pain, that she
would love it instead. Then his tongue slithered downward to her cunt to join her finger and Sheila felt dizzy with joy and wanted to feel his cock in her slit again, wanted more than anything else to have that hard, hot, long, thick rod piercing and probing, delving and exploring the innermost recesses of her cunt.

Licking her cunt, he pressed his finger to the puckered flesh of her anus. It yielded at his insistence and she groaned softly as he slid his finger into her asshole. Sheila whimpered, swaying deliriously in pleasure as he finger-fucked her asshole, twisting his finger round and round in her anus.

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

The very thought aroused her. It was a dream, one of her most ardent fantasies, one she could never substitute even with her sexual playthings. Those worked for her cunt, but, for her ass, she knew she would have to have the real thing. Sheila wouldn't have minded if he did it immediately.

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

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

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

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

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

"Hey, slut! Feels good, hah? Feels good having my dick in your slit, doesn't it? C'mon bitch! Answer me!" he roared. "*Bol*! *Bol* *saali* *rahnd* *bol*! *Accha* *lagta* *hai* *ke* *nahin*?"

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

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

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

The servant chortled in delight. He slid his hands up under her body and squeezed her hot, heavy swollen breasts as he plunged his cock in and out of her cunt with squelching wet thrusts. Sheila trembled and writhed, squirming her buttocks erotically against his hard thighs, feeling his balls press to her cunt-lips as she rocked and swayed on the kitchen table.

Her breasts filled his hands and he pinched her hard nipples, making her shudder and whimper in joy. Her head was lifted, her face a vision of lust with her eyes closed, her mouth open, her nostrils flared.

She turned her face over her shoulder, her tongue pressed sexily to her upper lip and mouthed guttural obscenities of encouragement to her servant-lover, the first of a long succession of men of all kinds who would possess her body and bend her to their lust.

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

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

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

The huge cock thundering and spiralling and ramming in and out of her cunt was ecstasy itself. She felt it throb and pulse, its angry veins pounding inside her cunt, rasping and grating over her inflamed clitoris. Her buttocks swayed and writhed and now she began to move with him, rocking on her arms and knees, pushing her cunt greedily backwards and forwards on his mighty shaft.

His balls slapped at her buttocks. Her pendulous breasts wobbled and jiggled with his thrusts, her gold necklace dancing and flapping against her chin.

"OH uhh OHHHH uhhh OH ma uhhh OH ma uhh OH ma Ramu! UHHH ohhh uhhh OHHHHH uhh OH ma uhh ahhh uhh OHHHHH!" she cried, gasping and moaning loudly. "Oh ma oh ma ohma uhh ahhh uhh OHHH uhh OHHH uhh OHHH!"

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She began to sweat with the tension. On and on he went, stroking and pounding and ramming and reaming and plunging and pistoning and plowing in and out of her cunt without respite.

Sheila soared up the curve and, with a loud cry, exploded, gasping and crying out, her cunt contracting frenetically on the pistoning penis, the breath shooting from her throat, her body tensing and writhing, her buttocks pressed back against his thighs and clenched taut. Ramu gasped, holding her hips, his belly sucked inward, jerking his hips back and forth, pushing his cock in and out of her delightful cunt.

Suddenly, leaning forward, he squeezed her breasts and hammered his hips violently at her buttocks in a series of rapid, trip-hammer thrusts, his thighs slapping at her buttocks and bouncing off madly. Sheila cried out as the huge penis thundered and rammed and reamed into her cunt.

The servant crushed her breasts and kept on ram-fucking her slit, bent steeply over her, his buttocks flexing and unflexing frantically, his hips snapping madly, his entire body quivering and jerking. His hips swung furiously back and forth in a frenzied rhythm and she crashed incredulously into another orgasm.

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

And then she gasped, her eyes flying wide in wonder and joy and awe as he came, exploding in her cunt. The spoot spurted from his cock into her sodden cunt-flesh in sharp, stinging jets.

Sheila whimpered joyously, and instinctively tightened her cunt on his penis. He groaned and his penis squirted more gunk into her slit. Slowly, he pulled out of her. His jizz seeped over her thighs.

Gasping and panting, Sheila sank down onto the table and turned on her back. She closed her eyes and caressed herself dreamily, her chest heaving. Dipping a finger in her cunt, she scooped his jizz on her fingertip and lasciviously licked it.

It tasted wonderful. Ramu chuckled softly and bent his head to kiss her, sliding his tongue into her mouth. She squirmed against him and he squeezed her breasts.

"Good fuck," he murmured.

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

"Thank you, Ramu," she murmured. "It was wonderful for me, too."

"I'll fuck you again."

"Yes. Promise you'll fuck me often."

He grinned and kissed her breast. "No question about that, whore!"

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

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

Ramu was good to her. They fucked whenever they could and they were well-suited to one another. If he was a patient and gentle teacher, she was an apt and willing pupil and she rapidly progressed, acquiring a consummate artistry in her lovemaking. He introduced her to the joys of a butt-fuck, and Sheila's orgasm with his cock thrust deep into her cunt was shattering.

Ramu encouraged her to take other lovers, other servants who worked in houses in the neighbouring flats and buildings, sturdy youths from the locality. She was touched by his generosity and lack of envy. He grinned and said that watching her fuck other men would be quite a turn-on.

That decided it, and Sheila let him bring up other servants to labour over her only too willing and eager teenage body. Later, also at his instance, she had begun to whore. At first, she was reluctant to take money from the servants, though the idea of being a whore excited her. After all, they were only servants and didn't have cash to waste, and she loved fucking them, not least because they were servants, and she didn't want to give that up.

But Ramu insisted, telling her it wouldn't do, she would have to show a little class, not just be available for every jock who wanted her. Sheila relented.

She expected that the demand for money would thin the ranks of her servant-lovers. It did nothing of the kind. Not just the young men in the neighbourhood, but the servants, too, were quite willing to pay for her body and she found them unexpectedly generous, even though she didn't fix a price, despite Ramu's vociferous protests, leaving it to them to pay her what they liked or could afford. Sheila found that she liked the sex-money; it had a special piquant quality because it came from being a whore.

Sheila's sexual appetite was voracious. She was especially fond of fucking more than one man at a time. Her elder uncle, Stanley, caught her at it one day, coming in unexpectedly when she was in her bedroom fucking two servants, first Aman and then Dilip, from the building opposite. Sheila thought she had enough time alone with each. She was careless. The doors to the house and her room were wide open.

She didn't hear Uncle Stanley come in. He wasn't supposed to be home this early, but how was she to know that he had been compelled to return because someone in the office died and it closed early? He frowned at the open door, suspecting foul play, a burglary perhaps, stepped in cautiously and instantly his ears were assailed by the sound of sex, strong, hard, demanding sex, a woman's loud, shuddering moans and gasps, the deep, staccato grunts of a man. They came from Sheila's bedroom.

Stanley felt a rush of tension as he stole across the hall and peered into the bedroom. He didn't quite know what to expect.

No one was supposed to be at home ... yet the voice ... the female voice ... unquestionably that of Sheila, his teenage niece ... it had to be her ... god, was she being bangd? No ... there was no cry for help ... unmistakable desire, on the contrary ... could it be she, doing ... doing *this*? Here, at home? When she ought to have been at school? And with whom? For god's sake, with whom?

What he saw made his eyes pop. His heart jumped, his pulse raced and, oddly, his loins surged - there was no feeling of revulsion or dismay. Just pure, naked, lust. God, she was lovely. So very lovely. Her body was slender and superbly curved, dusky and smooth-skinned. Her neck was long and slender and her face was delicate, with high cheekbones, wide, almond-shaped eyes lined with *kajal*, dark, silky hair tied now in a pony tail, full wide lips before teeth that were very white and even.

Her breasts were gorgeous, full and ripe, sloping like succulent mangoes, and her belly was firm and flat, the waist narrow and, beneath, her hips flared and curved to slim, taut buttocks and long, superbly tapering legs.

Her arms, like her legs, were slender and smoothly turned and her feet and hands were beautifully arched and her wrists and ankles were delicate, not bony. She wore a fine gold necklace that glistened on her dusky skin.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She was there, naked as the day she was born, being fucked, and fucked hard by a man Stanley didn't know, but obviously one of the servant-types. He had the strong, heavy features of a Maratha, a straight nose, a hard jaw, a wide, full mouth, dark eyes, thick hair, a dark mustache.

He was tall and big-boned, with a large, strong body, a deep chest, a hard belly, his torso matted with hair, his shoulders thick and broad, his waist narrow, his arms and legs bunched with musculature. His penis was enormous, an eight inch long and correspondingly erection with low, heavy balls.

They were hard at it on the bed. She lay on her front, her lovely face turned on one side, radiant with lust, her eyes closed and lips parted in a wide 'O'. Her legs were stretched straight out under her and spread wide open. Aman was over her on his knees and knuckles, his legs spread, too.

The bed was bouncing furiously with his manic thrusts. Sheila was gasping and crying out incessantly, her tone feverish. Aman fucked her hard and deep and fast. Stanley watched, rivetted, as Aman's enormous cock plunged deeply, dark and hard and thick and long, into the hair-rimmed vee of her dripping cunt. It rose steeply, then rammed back hard and fast, skewering her deep.

Aman panted and growled with mounting excitement. His hips bucked and bounced frenetically, up and down, up and down, up and down. His dark cock shone and glistened as it pistoned and pumped powerfully in and out, in and out, in and out.

Sheila's hips shook and her buttocks writhed and heaved and lurched beneath him. His cock surged into her flesh over and over again. Her breasts were crushed hard against the counterpane.

"OHHHHhhh uhhh OH OH OH OH OH OH OHHHHhhh Aman-Aman-Aman ohhhh uhh yes oh god yes yes yes!" Sheila cried loudly. "OHHHHHh uhhh OHhh uhhh OHH OH OH OH OH OHHHHHHHH!"

"C'mon baby take it ohhhh uhhh OHhhh uhhh ahhhhh uhh yes ohh god yes c'mon youslutyouwhoreyoubitchyou uhhh OHHHhhh uhhAHHHHHH UHH AHHHH UHH OHHBABY YEH YEH YEH YEH OHH YEH YEH YEH YEH!" Aman went.

His heavy set body gleamed with sweat. The hair on his chest was matted. Their bodies were visibly hot and flushed. A thin gold chain tossed and danced around his muscular neck.

As he watched, astounded, his erection straining at his trousers, Sheila and Aman changed position. He knelt low on the bed with his legs wide apart, and took her on her back. He held her thighs high in his hands. His hips rocked to and fro. His cock drove rhythmically, hypnotically in and out of her cunt.

His balls swung at her cunt-lips. Sheila moaned and panted, heaving and writhing uncontrollably under him. Her body streamed with silver sweat. Aman's head was flung back, his eyes closed and he was panting and gasping as he screwed the teenager. He began to jerk her back and forth on the bed, ramming her cunt down on his cock as he thrust his hips violently forward, moving her body with his hands on her thighs.

"Take it ... yes ... take it bitch ... take it ... OHhhh uhh OHhhh uhh OHhhyes c'mon you whore ... yes OHhhh yes take it slut!" he rasped. "*Chul* *rundi* *chul* ... *le*! *Lele* *mere* *lavde*
*ko*!"

"Oh-Aman-Aman-Aman-yesohgodyesoHHhh uhhh OHHh yes yes Ohhh yes oh uhh Ohhh uhh OHhh yes Ohhh god yesOH uhhh OH uhh!" she went.

On and on he went and the teenager gasped and cried out, her body jerking and snapping with his thrusts, her swollen breasts jiggling, her cries loud and lewd, her gold necklace dancing and flapping on her gorgeous breasts.

Suddenly, they slowed, stopped and Aman went back on his knees and Sheila turned around and buried her face in his crotch. Aman flung his body back, supported on one outstretched arm, his groin thrust up, his hand jerking Sheila's head violently up and down as she sucked his cock deep. Her head rose and fell, his cock shone as it went in and out of her distended mouth. She was jerking his cock at the same time, sucking and cupping his balls.

"Yeh ... suck it ... c'mon, whore ... suck it hard ... oh uhhh yeh ... suck my cock, whore ... suck harder! C'mon, whore, c'mon ... *choos*! *Jor* *se* *choos*, *rundi* ... *jor* *se* *choos*!" he panted.

Stanley could see that it excited her to have her face fucked. Aman's head was flung back and his lean hips juddered and shook and rocked up and down as he fucked her mouth faster and faster.
Sheila dug her hand between her legs and thrust two fingers into her cunt, her hips twitching in passion, as she masturbated rapidly, still sucking frenziedly on his penis. He exploded seconds later, coming deep in her mouth, shooting thick wads of his spunk into her mouth and down her throat, white trickles of gunk dribbling over her face and neck and breasts.

She shook off every last drop, and then gently licked his cock and balls clean. He saw her slow, lascivious smile, utterly wanton, the servant's grin. She got to her knees and they kissed and fell back to the bed and Stanley saw she was kissing him like a lover, shoving her tongue in and out of his mouth while he fondled her breasts and fingered her cunt. He rolled away from her at last and got out of bed. She lay there, naked, on her side, her head propped on one arm, watching him, a bitch-goddess in deep rut.

"Come back soon to fuck me, Aman," she smiled.

"Yeah. Sure. How much?"

Stanley's jaw dropped. *How much*? His niece was *whoring*? With the *servants*?

Without doubt she was.

"You know how much. The usual."

"Servant's special, eh?" the man laughed.

"Yes. Reduced rates."

The man chuckled and Stanley gasped as he saw him peel off a single hundred rupee note. On the bed, Sheila giggled and flipped on her back and spread her legs wide, drawing up her knees. Reaching down to her crotch with both hands, she pulled her cunt-lips open. The man chuckled and, folding the note down its length, slid one end of it into her slit. She bit her lower lip sexily, smiling up at him. He bent over her on the bed and kissed her, squeezing her naked breast.

"Mm ... I love the feel of money in my cunt," she murmured, squeezing the bulge in his crotch.

"Bitch, you love *anything* in your cunt," he laughed.

"Especially you."

"Liar. You say that to all the guys."

"Mm. Probably."

"Whore."

She smiled. "That's right. I'm a whore. And I love it. I love your cock, and I love your money!"

"How come you're so cheap?" he grunted. "Never understood that."

"I'm not," she said, drawing the money out of her cunt as he got up. "The other guys pay through their noses to fuck me. It's only you servants who get it at this rock-bottom rate."

"And no difference in service?"

"No. No compromise on quality."

"A real professional, hah?"

"Yeah. A real professional. Think of it like this; the rich fuckers subsidize you servants."

"Yeah, sure. What for? You could fuck more of the rich guys if you didn't fuck us."

"But, my heart, that's the point, isn't it? I fuck because I *want* to fuck, not because I *need* to fuck. And I just *love* fucking servants!"

Stanley ducked out into the kitchen. His heart was pounding in his chest and the blood sang in his head. His breath was short. He couldn't believe it. His niece, his own brother's daughter, a
common slut! A whore! A fucking whore! He peeked out into the hall and was just in time to see Aman coming out of the bedroom as another man came in through the front door.

They greeted each other, obviously familiar. The second guy wasn't a servant, he was better dressed, wore an expensive watch, carried a packet of State Express cigarettes in one hand, wore a snazzy wrist-watch.

"Good fuck, Aman?" the visitor said.

"Fantastic, Dilip-saheb," Aman chuckled. "As always."

"Hope you haven't tired her out. I'm feeling damned randy today."

Aman grinned wolfishly. "That's one bint it's impossible to tire, *saheb*. You could fuck her and I could fuck her and another six guys could fuck her and she'd still want more!"

They laughed. "Fucks like a lunatic," Dilip said. "And thank god for that!"

"Yeah. Right. Have a good time, *saheb*."

"Thanks. I intend to."

Aman went out of the house and Dilip stepped through into her bedroom. Stanley waited for a minute till he was sure they were inside and then crept out of the kitchen and looked into the room again.

They hadn't wasted any time. Sheila slouched low in a wide, deep armchair, her lovely legs cast over the arms, her elegant fingers clawing her cunt-lips wide open. She had put on a T-shirt and it was rucked under her arms, over her naked breasts. She wore nothing else. Her face was a vision of lust.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Her head rolled ecstatically from shoulder to shoulder, her eyes were closed, her lips parted. She was panting and moaning heavily. Her body undulated in sensual waves. Her hips rocked and gyrated beneath Dilip's face. He was naked on his knees, his big cock erect and hard. It was almost as big as Aman's. He was tongue-fucking her slowly, his tongue rippling up and down and round and round in her crack.

His head moved around between her thighs. She clenched his hair and moved his head round and round. He sucked on her clitoris. She gasped and arched, with a loud moan and began to fondle her breasts, squeezing the mounds together in frenzy.

Dilip was frigging slowly, his fist and cock shining and sticky with his pre-cum gunk. Once in a while he caressed her breasts and face with his cum-sticky fingers. He reached up and pinched her nipples. Sheila gasped loudly. He slid a thick finger into her slit, still tongue-fucking her relentlessly.

"OHHHHHHhhhhh Dilip-Dilip-Dilip yes oh god yes ohhhhhh ... ohhh that's so good baby yes ... OHhhhhh ... uhhh ohh godohgod!" she gasped.

Grinning, he rose, his lips shining with her juices. He squeezed her breasts, smearing his cum on them. She tugged at his cock as he spread his legs and leaned forward over the chair, his cock in his hand. She clawed her cunt-lips open with one hand and guided his cock to her honeypot with the other. With a loud groan, he squeezed his cock into the hairy delta of her cunt. Stanley watched Dilip's cock disappear inexorably into her cunt.

Sheila gasped and arched, her mouth open, her face jerked to one side and contorted in a rictus of lust as his huge penis pierced her flesh, probing deeper and deeper and deeper. His buttocks flexed taut. He flung his head back. He leaned over her, his hands on the back of the chair, his knees between her thighs on the edge of the seat.

He began to fuck her slowly, his hips pumping heavily up and down, up and down, up and down, taking her steadily. His enormous cock rose and fell, went in and out, in and out, up and down, in and out. His buttocks flexing and unflexing, his cock emerged, disappeared, emerged, disappeared. Her groin juddered under his.

Her body was curved, slouched low. She had the hem of her T-shirt in her teeth, her lips drawn back in a rictus of lust.

"C'mon slut ... take it ... mmmm, yeh ... take it ... take it all baby OHhhh yeh that's it ... mmm, yes ... ohhh God yes!" Dilip grunted.

"Oooh uhh yeh ... c'mon, Dilip ... fuck my slit ... fuck me, baby ... fuck me like a whore ... yeh ... ooh yeh that's good, baby ... c'mon ... shove your fat cock right up my cunt, Dilip, baby ... do it ... fuck me!" she hissed between clenched teeth. "Oh yeh ... oh fuck yes ... fuck me, baby ... fuck me! Ohh uhhh yes ... that's it ... c'mon ... do it! OHHH uhhh yes!"

He began to move faster, his hips bucking rapidly now, his cock pistoning in and out, in and out, rising and falling like a trip-hammer. Sheila's long neck arched and she flung her head back and cried out.

"FuckmefuckmefuckmeyesohgodyesohhhhyesyesyesbabyyestakemeohhhgodOH HHH mmmmyesohyesyesthat'sitfuckmeloveryes," she cried.

Stanley's pulse raced. His cock strained at his shorts. He was deeply aroused by the sheer loveliness of his niece, by what she was doing, how she was doing it, with whom she was doing it.

On the floor, Dilip turned Stanley's niece around and began taking her from the rear. She knelt on the floor, leaning forward on her forearms, over the chair. Her buttocks were thrust up at Dilip. He squatted deeply astride her hips, his fingers digging into her buttocks, his penis buried deep in her slit.

His buttocks rocked rapidly to and fro, to and fro. His head was flung back. He panted and moaned in delight. Sheila's lovely face was upturned, suffused with lust. She moaned loud obscenities. Her breasts and the thin gold chain around her neck swung madly back and forth as Dilip began to cannon in and out of her cunt, prising her buttocks wide open. He reached down for her swinging breasts and squeezed them hard.

She arched and began to orgasm visibly. Dilip slammed into her again and again with deep skewering thrusts, rocketing up, pausing, ramming down hard, reaming into her.

He fucked her relentlessly for the next forty-five minutes or more, taking her repeatedly, in every orifice. He fucked her cunt from behind, their bodies on side on the floor. He took her astride his cock, facing him, then with her back to him. He fucked her mouth again, licked her slit, turned her on her back and fucked her furiously from above, hammering his hips up and down, pounding his cock in and out of her cunt while she cried out shrilly, her body bucking and thrashing under his, her swollen breasts jiggling.

He flipped her over and fucked her from behind, kneeling behind her and hammering his hips at her buttocks, his bloated penis sawing in and out of her cunt. And then, finally, he took her in the ass, grinding his inflamed penis slowly and deeply into her rear channel while she cried out in a frenzy of lust, clawing at the sheets, her face contorted in a paroxysm of wanton desire as he sodomised her slowly and thoroughly.

Finally, he was done. He growled and thrust into her ass with one last skewering thrust and stiffened, his hips twitching at her buttocks, his cock buried deep in her anus, drew out, came copiously, spurting jizz on her back and thighs and then pushed his cock into her ass again, fucking her butt slowly for a little longer, then going down to fuck her cunt before sliding out of her, sated.

Stanley, watched, bathed in an excited sweat. Dilip got off the bed and began to dress. He put his hand in his wallet and took out a wad of currency notes. He peeled off twenty one hundred rupee notes. Two thousand rupees! For one hour of fucking! It was a quarter of Stanley's monthly salary, after years and years of service. His eyes popped.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Dilip grinned and, like Aman, folded one note down its length and slipped its end into her cunt, gave her the rest. She kissed the notes, rubbed her thighs together.

"I just love the smell of my cunt on money, don't you?" she murmured sexily.

"Wouldn't know, whore," Dilip laughed. "I never get it back!"

She grinned, stuck her tongue out at him. "Here, take this and keep it. Give me another. That way you can always smell me when you need to."

"Smart," Dilip grinned and took the note from her crotch, slipping another one in its place.

"Thanks."

"When do I see you again?"

"Next week. Monday or Tuesday."

"Same time?"

"Yeah. Okay with you?"

"Hang on." She rolled over and flipped open a diary on her bureau.

"Yeah. Monday's fine. Tuesday a little earlier, if you don't mind. Which one?"

"Monday, then. Monday's good. You need to keep a diary now?"

"Yes. Business is ... *up*, should I say?" she grinned wickedly.

"Can't have a riot at my door, can I? And you know I don't like to keep people waiting."

She got up and kissed him tenderly, caressing his crotch. He grinned at her, fondling her buttocks and breasts.

"Shall I suck you off once more? One for the road? On the house?"

He grinned. "Okay. Sounds good. If you want to."

"Baby," she sighed as she slipped to her knees, undoing his fly and taking out his cock and resting it on her lower lip. "This ... this I *always* want to do."

And Stanley watched as his teenage niece took the stranger's penis in her mouth and began sucking it deftly, jerking it in her fist so that it grew. He fucked her mouth quickly, gasping, his head flung back, his hand moving her head to and fro, his hips pumping back and forth while she sucked his cock till he came at last, moaning, his hips twitching, and the jizz flew from his cock and spurted into her hungry mouth and spattered her lovely face and breasts.

Stanley ducked back into the kitchen, his heart hammering, his body sheathed in sweat. He leaned against the wall, closed his eyes. His loins were on fire and there was a deep ache in his balls. He wanted her. God, he wanted her so much so much it hurt.

He heard Dilip go out of the house. The front door was still open. She was obviously expecting some more customers. He shut the door silently, locked it. He suspected a shut door would be the sign to customers to retreat, the coast was not clear.

He wondered how she would adjust her commitments. Never mind, he thought. She can go back to whoring later. After I've done with her.

Sheila was waiting for her next lover when Stanley stepped into her bedroom. She had dressed again, if it could be called that, a transparent chiffon *dupatta* across her chest. She wore nothing else. He stared at her. Her breasts were covered by the filmy material, which hid nothing, but her belly and crotch were exposed to his gaze.

She saw him and went stone cold. He savoured the exquisite terror and shock on her face.

"Uncle Stanley!" she gasped, her eyes wide, her hands instantly flying to cover her crotch and breasts, her jaw dropped open.

"Yes," he rasped, and then mimicked her. "*Uncle Stanley*. You were expecting someone else, maybe? One of the servants?"

Her eyes shone with sudden tears. She seemed to quail visibly, and her body trembled.

"So. Business is *up*, is it? And *one for the road*, is it? Love the smell of your cunt on money, do you? *Always want it*, do you?"

His voice dripped a malevolent sarcasm. He crossed to her bureau and flung open her diary.

"And what's this, eh? An appointment diary? Let's see, what have we here for today? Aman ... Dilip ... then what, three more? Three? And six on Monday? And on Tuesday? When do you go to school, bitch?"

"Uncle, no!" she cried, pleading.

"Whore," he shouted, flinging the book across the room at her. It her on her arm and she gasped in sudden pain. "Harlot. *Slut!*"

"Uncle ... I ..."

"*Shut up!*" he roared. "*Shut up, you fucking bitch!* I saw
everything! Everything! Saw you with the servant and that other son of a bitch! Fucking them like a two-bit *whore*! And taking money! *In our own house!* *Whore!*"

There was nothing to say, nothing at all. Sheila bit her lip, and the tears coursed down her cheeks. She slid backwards, trying to get into a corner.

"You bitch," he snarled, his eyes cold and hard as flint with fury, his jaw clenched, his face flushed. "How dare you! How fucking dare you!"

He took a threatening step towards her and she cowered in a corner. He came closer. She moaned softly. He was within arm's reach now. He raised his arm, palm open. Sheila cried out and her hand went up over her face. Her *dupatta* dropped and she was naked before him, keening softly in fear.

The blow never came.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Instead, with surprising gentleness, his hands cupped her breasts. She gasped, her eyes wide in shock, jerking upright, her head snapping up to him. Her breasts filled his palms and he marveled at the perfection of their weight and form and shape.

"Uncle Stanley!" she gasped.

His eyes glittered with a look she recognised, knew all too well: pure, naked, hungry lust.

"I'm going to fuck you, bitch," he said softly, gritting his teeth, the violence of his words belied by the gentleness of his hands. "You can fuck all those guys, you can fuck your Uncle Stanley ... give me a piece of your action, slut ... *on the house*!"

Sheila looked up at him, her eyes wide in shock. A slow, demonic grin crossed his face.

"What's the matter, bitch? Not good enough for you? Wait till you try, whore! C'mon ... do for me what you do for *them* ... see just how good it feels to have your own uncle's cock stuck up your cunt ... filling your mouth ... rammed up your butt!"

Sheila felt a frisson of excitement jump through her. She didn't want to be hurt, but sex she could handle. And fucking her own uncle! It was too sexy for words. It was especially sexy because it had to be clandestine. His wife must not know.

Must not know that her husband's mistress was his own niece! She thought of it, the hideous, fat, oily bitch totally in the dark that her husband was fucking his brother's daughter! And Stanley wasn't bad-looking, not at all.

His body was lean and hard and well-muscled and strong and he was good-looking, too. If she fucked him, he would leave her alone, that much she knew. What he was doing was a tactical error: he would no longer have a hold on her. They would be *in pari delicto* if they *in flagrante delicto*.

As the lust swept through her body, she groaned softly, and her breasts hardened and her nipples stiffened in his hands. He stepped back in surprise, not expecting that response, expecting resistance, expecting to use force.

She lifted her breasts in her hands.

"Yes," she said softly, her voice filled with lust.

"Fuck me, Uncle Stan. Fuck me hard. Fuck me like a whore ... c'mon ... I want you!"

And then the lust crackled through the ear and tore them down and they were in each other's arms. They kissed hungrily, and her tongue was quick and eager in his mouth and her naked, luscious body was hot against his and he could smell the other men on her and it aroused him. She undressed him quickly.

Stanley was a muscular, powerfully built man in his late forties. His naked body was smooth and hairless and hard, without an ounce of fat. Strong, broad, shoulders swept to high, narrow hips in a sharply tapering V. The chest was deep and cleaved, the pectorals thick and hard. His arms and legs rippled with muscle. The powerful neck supported a handsome, weather-beaten face with a strong, straight nose, full, lean lips and deep-set eyes. His hair was jet black and swept back.

She kissed him again and her cunt ground against his crotch and her breasts pressed warm on his chest. She slid a hand down to his groin and fondled his swelling penis. He groaned softly. She bent her head and sucked on his nipples, her fingers coiled around the long serpent of his penis. She fisted him slowly, feeling him harden in her hands, and slid to her knees before him.

Flipping back his foreskin, she swirled her long tongue expertly over his cock-head. Her breath was warm on his cock-head, and then her mouth enveloped his cock in its moist warmth.

She began to suck hard on his penis, her head moving rapidly back and forth. He groaned and arched his head and wondered when she had first done this and with whom.

"Oh fuck yes!" he gasped. "Ohhh uhhh yeh ... c'mon ... suck it, Sheila ... suck my cock ... ohh uhhh yeh ... c'mon, baby ... suck hard! Suck, bitch, suck!"

He fucked her mouth slowly, pumping his hips at her face, moving her head back and forth. His cock and her lips and cheeks grew shiny and sticky with his pre-cum gunk. He bent and fondled her breasts and found them swollen turgid, the rigid nipples quivering under his thumbs. His cock throbbed and pulsed ominously in her mouth.

His cock was satisfyingly large, nine inches long and correspondingly thick. Its musky taste and the heady odour of his cum excited her. Her latent lust came to the surface; now he was just another man, and she wanted a fuck, wanted it badly. She would offer him her mouth, her cunt, her ass, her breasts, any orifice he chose.

One hand on her head, he rocked her face rapidly back and forth, grunting in delight. He bent his head to watch his cock glistening in and out of her mouth. His hips pumped and his belly sucked in with tension. Her face distended with his throbbing erection and she sucked harder, jerking his shaft with firm fingers.

"Yeh ... suck it, bitch ... suck my cock ... oh fuck yes ... that's it, that's good ... c'mon ... suck my meat, whore ... oh fucking hell yes!"

The heat roiled in his balls and he pushed her head away. Immediately, she turned around on her hands and knees on the floor like a bitch in heat and thrust her buttocks up at him. She spread her thighs and leaned forward on her forearms and reached down to spread her cunt-lips open. He could see the dewy beads of cunt-juice on her pubic fuzz. Her puckered anus enticed him and he debated whether to fuck her butt.

"C'mon Uncle ... fuck me...fuck me hard," she grunted. "Fuck me!"

He decided to fuck her cunt first. He dropped to his knees behind her and pressed his cock into the cleft between her buttocks. She felt his cock-head at her anus and promptly bent forward and
clawed her buttocks open for him. He laughed softly.

"Later, whore," he said. "I'll fuck your ass later."

She nodded and spread her cunt-lips for him again. Slowly, he squeezed his cock-head into her. Sheila gasped as his penis seared into her flesh. Stanley groaned and flexed his buttocks, thrusting deep into her. Her cunt was a hot, wet vice that cramped and convulsed on his penis. His head arched in pleasure.

Gritting his teeth, he swung his hips forward and thrust deep into her. Sheila cried out loudly as the swollen penis pierced her belly. Her breasts were hot and swollen and they jiggled as he rocked into her and her gold necklace swayed.

"C'mon slut ... take it!" he gasped.

The obscenity aroused her. Moaning deliriously, she rocked back and forth on her hands and knees. Her cunt ran up and down the length of his shaft, impaling itself on his cock repeatedly. It was hot and wet and tight as a vise and it convulsed feverishly on his throbbing penis. It was a long time since he'd had a cunt so juicy, so hot, so goddamned tight. Stanley took several deep breaths to regain control.

He waited on his knees behind her and caressed her back. He watched her cunt slide up and down his rigid penis and the sight aroused him. He prised her buttocks open and pressed his finger to her anus. She moaned and her sphincter yielded and he inveigled a thick finger into her ass.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

He slid his other hand under her belly and flicked her gorged clitoris back and forth. She gasped and whimpered, her back bowing and arching, her body jerking and rocking under him. Her breasts swung with her motions and he squeezed them hard, rolling her rigid nipples in his fingers. Sheila's head snapped up and she moaned. Her cunt and breasts were fiery with lust. She moved faster. Her body rocked and jerked before him, her buttocks slapping loudly at his strong
thighs. His balls pressed to her cunt-lips and he could feel the hot flow of her cunt-juices on his groin.

"Yes! C'mon ... c'mon, whore ... take it! Take my cock ... yeh! Take it all! Harder, bitch! Ohhhh yes! Yeh! UNHHhhh Yes! Ohhh god yes," he grunted, forcing her to go faster and faster, jamming her cunt back on his prick.

"Ohh uh OHHhhh uhhhh OHhhh yes ohh god yes yes yes!" she responded.

He slid his fingers out of her cunt and ass and, his hands on her hips, began to move. His hips pumped and swung back and forth, each skewering thrust probing her cunt. He rolled his hips savagely and she gasped and moaned as his cock ran into her cunt from all angles. It rasped against her inflamed clitoris, and she felt his heavy balls swinging at her cunt-lips.

She stretched a hand between her thighs and squeezed his balls. He moaned and fucked her faster and harder. His balls were on fire. He began to sweat.

He pushed her down on her forearms, raising her buttocks higher. He spread his legs in a deep squat astride her hips and began to ride her. Her mouth split into a wide 'O' of pure lust as he ground his hips against hers.

Then he fucked her hard with deep, punishing thrusts, his buttocks rising and falling, his penis going in and out of her cunt, glistening with their commingled juices. Her body jerked under his thrusts and she moaned loudly, obscenely, begging him to fuck her harder.

He obeyed his mistress and started ram-fucking her cunt, thudding into her, his cock rasping in and out of her cunt with an audible rasp. She squeezed her breasts in a frenzy as he moved faster and faster till he was rocketing in and out of her cunt like a dervish.

"Oh god oh ma unhh ohhh unhh ohhh unhh ohhh uhhh oh yes Ohh yes Ohhh yes yes Ohhh god yes ... fuck me ohhh yes baby yes ... fuck me hard ... fuck me ... oh yes ... fuck my slit, Uncle ... fuck it hard!" Sheila chunnered.

Sheila orgasmed violently, shuddering and gasping as the heat swamped her. Stanley was magnificent. He went on fucking her hard, right through her orgasm. She expected him to come inside her as her cunt convulsed feverishly on his penis but, to her amazement and delight, he held back. She gasped softly in wonder and joy and heard him chuckle softly.

"Told you, slut ... time for a *real* man!"

He slid his penis out of her. She turned on her back and he knelt over her head and slid his cock into her mouth. She sucked it greedily and gasped as he bent over her and thrust his tongue into her cunt. They sixty-nined slowly and she whimpered in pleasure, sucking and licking his cock and balls. Her cunt tingled pleasurably. His tongue was wonderful in her cunt, thick and heavy, flicking her inflamed clitoris incessantly.

He rolled off her and she knelt astride his groin, his cock in her hand. She guided it to her cunt and, with a shuddering gasp, squeezed the cock-head into her flesh. He grunted as the soft heat of her cunt-flesh enveloped him again. She paused with her hips high and just the cock-head inside her, leaning forward with her hands on his chest.

"Fuck me ... fuck me hard," she gasped. "Fuck me hard! C'mon, Uncle Stan ... do it ... take me, baby ... take me like a whore ... oh god oh god ... you're cock's so good in my slit ... Ohhh uhh yeh ... oh yes ... ohhh uhh yes!"

She arched sensuously, her hands on her breasts, fondling them, lifting and weighing the turgid mounds, her face suffused with a radiance of lust, her lips parted, her tongue pressed sexily to her upper lip, her fingers pincering her long, rigid nipples.

Stanley stared at her in awe, overwhelmed by her sexiness.

She began to rock back and forth and up and down on his cock, leaning forward on his hands. The heat in his groin was unbearable and he burst into motion. Grunting with tension, gripping her buttocks, he fucked her furiously, ramming his hips up and down beneath her. She cried out, her head arching as the cock slammed in and out of her cunt.

Her breasts bounced as his hips thumped against her buttocks. Then her buttocks crashed down greedily on his cock and he groaned as she began to rock and buck rapidly over him, her cunt sliding up and down his pole in feverish excitement.

Her head whipped back and forth and her breasts jiggled and bounced and her gold necklace slapped on her dusky skin. He held her buttocks and moved her on his lap. She reached back to cup his balls. He gasped loudly as she slid her cunt down deep onto his cock and flexed and unflexed her buttocks rapidly.

Her cunt seemed to chew on his penis. She swung her buttocks round and round and her hand splayed flat on her belly and she fingered her clitoris. He watched her, deeply aroused. Faster and faster they moved and now she leaned over him on outstretched arms and rocked rapidly up and down on his cock. Her cries rang in his ears.

"Yes ... Oh yes ... fuck me ... fuck me hard, motherfucker, fuck me hard! C'mon, Uncle Stan, c'mon you fucking bastard, you son of a bitch! Fuck me!"

The foul language, the abuses, all added to his excitement. This was incredible.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Take it, bitch! Take my cock! OHHHh yeh! C'mon you whore! Take it!" he replied. "Oh yeh ... c'mon ... take it, you fucking bitch! You fucking slut, take my cock!"

Her buttocks caromed and bounced off his thighs, her cunt a hot, wet, greedy vortex of intense pleasure. He bucked furiously under her, making her groan and cry out in lust. Sheila's cunt blazed with heat and she soared up towards another orgasm.

At the last minute, just before the sun broke through the clouds, she slid off his cock and turned on her back on the floor, spreading her legs and bending her knees. She clawed her cunt-lips open for him and reached for his cock as he moved between her thighs. He bent over her and slowly squeezed his cock into her cunt slowly with a loud gasp.

Her back bowed and arched as his burning penis seared into her cunt. Her supple thighs coiled about his hips. She dragged his mouth to hers and kissed him deeply, her tongue feverish in his mouth.

"C'mon you motherfucker ... screw my slit," she muttered. "Screw me hard! I want you, Uncle Stan, you mother-fucking son of a bitch ... I want your cock right up my cunt ... fuck me, Uncle ... fuck me forever!"

"Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck," he moaned. "C'mon ... whore ... take it, Sheila-bitch ... take it, oh yeh ... take it you whore ... take my cock!"

Stretched over her on outstretched arms, his cock still pushing into her constricting channel, gasping and making her moan in delight as it burrowed deeper and deeper into her, he fought to steady himself. His cock throbbed ominously, and the jizz roiled in his balls, aching for release.

Steadily, he drove himself deeper and deeper into her until he was fully embedded in her cunt, his cock in to the hilt. Sheila arched under him, her loins lurching up to his, her hands on his massive shoulders.

He began to move and she responded eagerly, moving in unison with him. Soon, they were gasping and panting, their bodies streaming with sweat. Her body snapped back, her breasts jiggled, his thrusts got faster, deeper, harder.

Within minutes, he was ram-fucking her furiously again. His head arched back and his buttocks plummeted up and down, up and down, up and down, his penis stroking powerfully in and out, in and out, in and out of her cunt. Sheila moaned deliriously, her head whipping ecstatically from side to side.

"OHHHhh god yes yes ohh yes yes ... ohhhh yeh that's it ... c'mon fuck me lover ... yeh ... take me ... ohhhh yes! Oh yes!" she hissed. "Oh you fucking bastard ... fuck me! *Fuck me, you frigging son of a bitch! FUCK ME!*"

"Take it bitch ... yeh cunt ... take it all yes!" he returned.

She began to orgasm again and he kept fucking her, forcing her on to another orgasm and yet a third. She moaned and cried out, her body heaving and writhing and thrashing joyously under his.

Now he was desperate, fevered with lust. He jerked out of her and fucked her again, this time lying on his side and thrusting quickly into her from behind, lifting one of her legs high in his hand. He fucked her rapidly, one hand on her hip, the other on her shoulder, jigging her furiously up and down on his cock.

Her breasts bounced and she cried out, her eyes closed, whimpering. The enormous cock was relentless in her cunt, thrusting angrily in and out of her cunt, his balls slamming against her buttocks and thighs. She came again and he swore violently, his cock jerking into her over and over. He struggled for control.

Somehow, he managed to hold back. She bowed her head, panting and gasping, awed by his stamina and staying power. Rarely did a lover satisfy her thus. She sensed his desire and obeyed instantly.

Quickly, she got onto the nearest armchair on her knees, her hands clenching the backrest, her buttocks thrust back, proffering her anus. Gasping with excitement, Stanley stood behind her and pressed his cock-head to her asshole. He was burning with lust. Her sphincter spasmed once and he cried out, his head snapping back and jammed his cock into her asshole.

Sheila screamed softly, her face contorting in a grimace of pain and lust as the huge, fiery rod surged into her anus. Her fingers clawed at the chair.

"Yes ... yes ... fuck me ... fuck my ass ... fuck it hard!" she gasped. She dug a hand into her crotch and began to masturbate frantically. "Ohhh uhhh yeh ... oh yes ... fuck me, Uncle Stan ... fuck my butt ... ohh god oh god oh god ... that's so good, baby ... oh yes ... c'mon, Uncle Stan ... give me your cock ... shove it right up my ass, baby ... uhhhhh huhh ohyeh ... that's it ...c'mon ... deeper ... ahhhh uhh yeh ... oh god I love your cock in my ass, Uncle ... yes!"

Overpowered by lust, he ram-fucked her butt, jerking and slamming his hips back and forth, forcing his cock into her asshole again and again. It was burning hot and tight as a vice and it convulsed feverishly on his penis. He felt her orgasm and her ass cramped on his cock. He cried out and rocked into her savagely and finally lost control. Beneath him, Sheila mewed in pleasure and joy when she felt the sharp sting of his spoot geysering in a searing flood into her asshole.

He slid out of her anus slowly, his cock quivering and throbbing. She moaned, and her breath came in heaving, rattling gasps. His cock dribbled jizz on her buttocks and thighs. She moaned, writhing under him, her head bowed between her arms. He chuckled softly and squeezed her pendulous breasts.

"Well, whore, liked it? Had a good fuck?" he chuckled. "Like having your ol' Uncle Stan fuck you and fuck you and fuck you?"

She turned around and sat in the chair and smiled prettily. "Yes," she said.

"It was very good. Thank you. But, Uncle Stan ..."

"What?"

"I want some more!"

Stanley laughed. "Randy whore!"

"Mm. That's me. A randy whore. Now are you going to fuck me or not?"

He grinned. "What if I said no?"

She giggled. "Well, I'd just have to open the door and let in someone else, wouldn't I?"

He laughed again, bent over and kissed her. "You're one horny whore!"

Sheila kissed her uncle, holding his head in her hands and thrusting her tongue hungrily into his mouth. He squeezed her breasts. She arched her back and pushed his head to her breasts. He sucked them gently, then sharply.

She groaned and pushed his head lower. He kissed her belly and nuzzled her crotch. Her legs spread wide, hooking over the arms of the chair. He thrust his face into her cunt.

"Come on, my loverboy-Uncle," she said sexily. "Lick my slit ... shove your tongue into my pussy!"

Stanley pulled her cunt-lips open and slid his tongue into her crack. She groaned and closed her eyes, tilting her face up. His tongue was wonderful, thick and heavy, rippling through her sodden slit like fire. She squeezed her breasts with one hand, moving his head around in her groin with the other. Sheila whimpered her pleasure.

He tongue-fucked her steadily for several minutes, savouring the heady taste of her cunt-juices and his own gunk. She moaned and whimpered happily, her hips jerking and writhing under his face.

He straightened and climbed on the chair and gave her his cock to suck once again. She took it in her mouth greedily and sucked and licked it lasciviously, her tongue working its magic on the penis. He fucked her face unhurriedly, pumping his hips back and forth, rocking her head with one hand, bending his head to watch her suck his penis.

She sucked harder and harder, moaning and whimpering in her throat.

He pulled away and stood on the floor and leaned over her. She spread her legs wide and lifted her cunt up high. One hand on the back of the chair, his head bent to watch her under him, he flexed his buttocks and slowly drilled his cock into her cunt. Sheila moaned softly as the huge rod seared into her flesh. She gripped his buttocks and dragged his head down to hers.

"Fuck me," she groaned in his ear, tonguing it. "Fuck me! Shove your cock right up my cunt! I want to feel it all! C'mon, Uncle Stanley! Do it!"

Slowly, Sheila's uncle flexed his buttocks tighter and tighter. He grimaced and gasped as her hot cunt convulsed frantically on the intruding penis as it burrowed and plowed into her soft, eager, wanton flesh. Her head jerked to one side and she whimpered in pleasure, her chest heaving. Stanley crushed her breasts with one hand.

She groaned, clenching his arms, her hips arched high, her buttocks taut, her cunt squeezing and sucking hungrily on his penis.

"Oh fuck!" he gasped. "Oh fuck yes! Ohhh yes, baby yes! Take it! Take it whore! Take my cock!"

"Ohhh ... uhhhh yes ... yes ... ohhhh yes ... yes ... ohhh uhhh oh ma uhhh ahhh ... yes ... oh ma uhhh ahh ... unhhh ohhh uhhh ohhh uhh Oh oh oh!"

Now gripping both arms of the chair, gasping with exertion, Stanley began to grind his cock heavily in and out of his niece's cunt. She gasped and moaned, arching and writhing erotically under him, squeezing and crushing her breasts in an eager frenzy.

"Fuck me!" she called. "Fuck me all night, Uncle Stan! Fuck me hard!"

"Just wait," he chuckled softly as he ploughed into his teenage niece's hot cunt. "Just you wait, bitch, till I tell Calvin ... and then we're going to have fun!"

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Harry was a randy eighteen year old, obsessed with sex. He was still a virgin then, and desperate to cure that inadequacy. But with this house full of people and his day so packed and no opportunity to be alone with a girl, how the fuck was he to do that? He kept dreaming of it, fantasizing about the women he saw in pornographic movies and magazines, wanting them, wanting to have his cock sucked, to feel his cock encased in a warm, juicy cunt, to lick slit, to fondle a woman's breasts, to fuck a broad in her ass.

The bragging his pals did about the dames they fucked didn't help. He pretended to be one of them, claiming that he was being laid regularly, refusing to say by whom, but only he knew, only he knew the ache in his balls, this mad throbbing in his head that wouldn't go away, the deep ache in his gut as he looked at dame's tits and asses and faces and wanted to fuck them and fuck them and fuck them ... there was this maid, Leela, god, was she hot ... the way she walked, her sly, sexy, smile, her smooth dark skin, the stunning curves of her body, the loveliness of her face, the sway of her hips, the way her breasts jutted out in her tight, tight, tight blouses. He thought about her and instantly had an erection.

He was at his desk trying to study for his exams at the first year of college. His kid sister, Shirlyn, then under ten, was already asleep, curled in a ball on the bed at the far side of the room.

Sheila wasn't home yet. He looked at his watch and felt a twinge of anxiety. It was very late.

She came in a little later, told Harry she'd been with a friend and that Uncle Calvin had picked her up on his way home from work. Actually, she and Calvin had spent several hours in a seedy hotel in the suburbs. The fucking was prolonged and heavenly and Uncle Calvin fucked her like one possessed, again and again in every orifice, making her orgasm repeatedly, till she was utterly spent. She told Harry she was tired and sleepy and she showered and went straight to bed.

When Harry finally packed it in for the night, Sheila was fast asleep. He passed her bed silently, so as not to wake her. Sheila lay on her back, her lovely face turned to one side and he felt a sudden rush of affection for his sister.

His brotherly love quickly vanished as his eyes slid over her supine form. The thin coverlet had slid down to her belly, and her loose fitting, low-necked, strapped nightgown was askew. One of the straps was caught in the crook of her bent arm, drawing the nightie down low, exposing most of one breast, the prominent nipple thrust out impudently. Harry felt his balls surge with lust. The gold chain gleamed around her neck on her dusky skin. Her chest rose and fell gently, in deep slumber.

As he watched, she murmured and stirred in her sleep and her hand slipped up to her breast, fondling it in her dreams. He saw the luscious swell fully, ripe and succulent, just like he had imagined a breast would be, and then he saw the nipple stiffen.

His erection bounced up, making a tent of his thin cotton pajamas. Harry dropped his pajamas and began to masturbate, gasping as he watched her fondle her breast.

Soon, the sight became too much for him. He wanted to touch her breast, her nipple, lick it, suck it ... Her caresses grew more obviously erotic. She pinched and rolled her nipple, stroked it with her palm, squeezed and fondled the firm flesh of her breast. Harry moaned to himself.

He could stand it no longer. He stole forward and closed on her. Gently, fearing she would awaken, the very notion of what he was doing, breaking the quintessential taboo exciting him, he slid one hand under her free breast and moved his fingers under hers on the other one, the one she was fondling.

He heard her murmur softly, thickly, deep in her sleep. Her breasts felt warm and hard, the nipples hard and quivering. With growing excitement, he fondled her ripe, succulent, sloping breasts, squeezing the flesh, pinching and rolling the nipple. He bent his head and tongued it slowly, rolling his tongue over the puckered, aroused aureole, drawing the rigid length of her nipple into his mouth, plying it with his tongue and teeth, sucking gently, yet insistently on it.

She groaned again and stirred. He froze, fearing he had gone to far.

What happened next blew his mind totally. His erect cock was close to her face as he bent over, his head upside down over breasts. She stirred in her sleep, and her elegant, cool fingers curled lovingly about his cock. Harry stifled a gasp, almost exploded in shock. Nobody had done this to him ever before! And here ... his own sister ... and he ... her brother ... oh fuck ... she was so lovely, so very lovely ...

Sheila began to masturbate him slowly, her hands moving lovingly to and fro, to and fro, jerking and frigging and masturbating him, cupping and fondling his heavy, loaded balls, her long nails raking erotically up and down his long shaft. Harry's pulse hammered in his head.

He surrendered to the immediacy of his need and slid forward to straddle her face. Her eyes still closed, apparently still deep in her sleep, her lips parted, her long tongue snaked out and he almost creamed there and then as it swirled and coiled about his sticky cock-head, lapping hungrily, slowly at the sticky pre-cum gunk that bedewed it.

He gave in utterly, and she parted her lips and slid them down around his cock-head and shaft, enveloping him in her moist, eager, warm mouth. Harry moaned thickly. His hips writhed and began to pump slowly, fucking her mouth. Her face was distended with his cock inside it, her tongue still toying with this cock-head, her fingers on his balls, between his thighs, questing for his anus. She stopped her cock-sucking to tongue his balls, suck them, rolling her tongue down the hard ridge of flesh beneath his balls to his anus, found it and probed it with her tongue.

Harry gasped in joy. She returned slowly to the cock and took it into her mouth once more. She sucked it harder and harder, sucking, letting go, sucking and letting go, and Harry arched his head, eyes closed, panting and gasping, his teenage body wracked with the sexual heat and tension as his sister sucked his cock like a slut. It was incredible, overpowering. Her mouth was hot, wet, sucking him like a pump, slurping and licking, his body on fire, her electric tongue doing magical things to his cock tip, her fingers all over, on his balls, in his arse, on his shaft, jerking him, fondling him. His balls and belly burned and ached, his heart hammered loudly in his chest, his body was on fire, the lava in his balls clamouring for release.

His hips bucked and bobbed slowly, she slurped audibly as his big cock went in and out, in and out, in and out of her mouth. She spread her legs beneath his face and to his astonishment, lifted
her nightdress high, showing that she was naked beneath. Her cunt-fuzz was damp, thick, curly black hair framing her slit, the first he had ever seen. Her hands slid off his cock hilt and down to her groin, parting her cunt-lips for him.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

With a stifled cry he bent forward and thrust his face between her legs. He heard her gasp softly and felt her arch beneath him as he parted her cunt-lips the way he had seen men do in porn flicks, and his tongue thrust rapidly into her cunt. The musky taste of her made his head swim. She sucked harder still. Her hips began to writhe and buck under him, churning and grinding erotically.

He could not contain himself. Suddenly, without prior warning, he came, exploding violently, shooting his hot, thick load into her mouth, down her throat. Incredibly, he felt her continue her sucking, swallowing his shot, sucking and lovingly licking and lapping at his cock till she had taken every drop of it out of him. He continued to tongue-fuck her, grinding his loins against her face as much as he could, wanting to drown himself in her mouth.

And just then, he felt suddenly her buck harder and gasp and flood his mouth with her own juice and he thrust his face in firmly and sucked and sucked, drinking his fill of his sibling's coital nectar.

He rolled off her gently, panting, terrified, excited and, strangely, not the least bit repelled. He saw the shine of his gunk on her lips, the dribble of it on her chin and neck and breasts. And then he saw her smile to herself in her sleep, licking her lips, savouring his jizz. She turned on her side, as though nothing had happened.

Harry found it difficult to sleep. The memory of what he had done continued to haunt him, filling him with fear, terrified of the consequences should anyone find out. His own sister! He had fucked her mouth, tongue-fucked her cunt! He had come in her mouth! His own sister!

He did not know it, but she had been awake the whole time. The very idea of what he wanted had excited her, and the fact that it was completely *verboten* only added a fillip to her lust. Sheila saw nothing amiss - after all, she was already the neighbourhood whore, fucking servants and neighbours and even their own uncles. Harry was sexy and desirable and she saw no reason to deny herself satisfaction with him if that could be got.

Her orgasm had been intense, like his, her mind soaring and whirling as she felt his tongue in her cunt, his hard, lean body pressed hot against hers, his cock in her mouth, filling her very soul, hot and hard and throbbing till the final, electrifying release of his steaming jizz came, flooding her mouth and sending her into raptures of pleasure.

She knew, though, the distress this would cause if it ever came to light. To her mind, there was only one solution to the problem, and that was to sleep with him, to treat it as naturally as she did all her other sex. But not this night. It would have to be done slowly. Perhaps next week, or next month. In a while.

Harry never knew the truth of that night. The memory lingered, haunting, daunting, tantalising, exciting, terrifying, tormenting him.

Harry was immersed in an exceptionally erotic fantasy involving the maid Leela and a sexy young girl he'd just met in college, Audrey, when he heard strange sounds coming across the house. At first he didn't quite register the sounds: he was too busy imagining Audrey moaning and writhing ecstatically under him as he drove his cock in and out of her cunt while Leela sat on Audrey's face.

He knew Audrey had the hots for him. It was only a matter of time before he fucked her, but he didn't want to rush it. He was still a virgin and he wanted to fuck Audrey after he'd got some experience. How he was going to do that was a mystery, but he certainly wasn't going to risk being laughed at by her if she found he was inexperienced and callow. He'd have to get someone to take his virginity. Leela, perhaps. But how?

The sounds came through again, louder now, interrupting his reverie, unmistakably those of a man and a woman fucking. He knew such sounds from the pornographic movies he had seen. But, here, at home? Who on earth was it? The voice was familiar; very familiar. But ... but it couldn't be ... not Sheila. Not her, not his sister. She was in school. Not her.

He heard the voices again and now there was no mistake. It had to be Sheila. Sheila and a man. But who? There wasn't anyone home but him and the servant. The servant. Oh god. The servant.

Moving across the hall now, Harry heard the sounds again. He traced it to the second bedroom, the one used by his Uncle Calvin and his family.

Sheila was there all right. With a servant, but not their servant, not Ramu. Another servant, one from the neighbouring building, a chauffeur called Sharan. He hadn't heard the bell. She must have come in with him, and Ramu. His heart pounded as he edged closer to the door to get a better look. His palms felt clammy and he felt a rush of blood to his head and groin and found he had a massive erection.

Sheila was outrageously dressed in a pair of hot pants that were alarmingly short and a taut, body-hugging zip-up top with a high, winged mandarin collar. The top was of glossy black leather, and the zip was pulled low below her breasts. It squeezed her large breasts together; almost fully exposed, they strained at the taut fabric, forming a deep cleavage and oozing out of its confines.

Sharan was a tall, well-built young stud with round-faced good looks and a lean body. He had broad shoulders, a tapering torso and high hips. His chest was deep and cleaved, the belly hard,
the torso smooth and V-shaped. His hair was thick and swept back, the eyes small and watchful, the mouth hard, the jaw tough. His arms and legs were thick with muscle.

Sharan's khaki tunic was unbuttoned and Sheila's head was against his chest, her lips over one nipple, sucking on it, caressing the other with her free hand. Sharan smiled at her, his head bent, fondling her hair, stroking the exposed flesh of her wonderful breasts with his fingertips. He hooked two fingers in the zipper and slid it down with a loud *krrrrrrik*. The top split apart like a banana peel. Her breasts bounced out of their leathered nest and Harry saw that her nipples were already rock-hard. Sharan cupped and squeezed the fleshy mounds.