15-06-2019, 06:40 PM
On and on he went, his cock driving in and out of her cunt, appearing and disappearing between her cunt-lips.
Gasping and crying out, she orgasmed and, as her cunt convulsed in a frenzy on his pistoning, throbbing penis, he slammed into her violently once, twice, three, four ... a dozen times, each piercing lunge driving the breath from her throat.
Then, jerking deep into her, he came and she hissed in pleasure, her arms above her head, hands clenching the feet of the coffee table, murmuring in joy as his thick, hot spoot shot and shot and shot.
Anand groaned and slowly slid out of her cunt and rolled away. Anuja gasped, her chest heaving, panting with the exertion. A pair of hands squeezed her breasts and she opened her eyes and saw the cook grinning down at her.
"C'mon whore ... on your front. I'll fuck you like a bitch."
He turned her on her front and she groaned and waited on all fours, her breasts swollen and pendulous. Kneeling behind her, the cook chuckled and slowly pushed his cock into her cunt.
Anuja gasped, her head rising, her lips drawing back in a grimace of pleasure as the thick, long penis slid into her hot, wet, tight cunt.
"Oh ma unhhh OHHHHHHH unhhh *hanh* uhhh OHHHHHH!" she cried.
The cook groaned and, gripping her hips, began fucking her with long, smooth measured thrusts, pushing his cock in as deep as he could, jerking her body back and forth, dragging her cunt up and down the length of his inflamed penis.
Anuja groaned and gasped, rocking and lurching back and forth on all fours under him. Her breasts jiggled and swung with his thrusts and his thighs slapped loudly at her buttocks.
He squeezed her breasts in excitement and began moving faster and deeper and harder, making her groan and cry out. She came violently and, seconds later, groaning in pleasure, he buried himself in her cunt and exploded, making her moan thickly as the white-hot shards of his jizz stung her tingling, tender cunt-flesh.
The two servants, Hemant and Laxman were already jostling forward, each trying to elbow the other out of the way, squabbling for her flesh. As the cook slid out of her, chuckling and slapping her buttocks, Anuja looked at the two servants, their huge penises sawing the air as they moved forward.
"For god's sake," she gasped. "You don't have to fight! You can both fuck me together!"
Watching her, Baban laughed in pleasure. She was a natural, born to this, with an appetite for pleasure that was unmatched in his experience. He watched as she pulled Laxman to the floor and smoothly straddled his hips on her knees, engulfing his cock in her cunt.
He gasped and arched under her and she hissed in pleasure, her face creasing in a radiant, happy smile.
"God I love your cocks," she said. "Come here, you. I want to suck you."
Hemant stood beside her and she turned her face and began sucking his cock while she rocked slowly and unhurriedly up and down on Laxman's thick erection. The two servants gasped and groaned as they fucked her cunt and mouth together.
Her breasts bounced and jiggled and the servants' hands were all over them, squeezing, caressing, fondling.
After several minutes, the two men swapped and Anuja mounted Hemant with her back to him, rocking up and down on his cock while Laxman fucked her mouth eagerly, rocking her head back and back in his hands.
She loved having two men together. First the two servants fucked her in her cunt and mouth together, then Baban and Anand had their chance. Anuja lost track of who was fucking her and in what orifice.
At Baban's insistence, Anand fucked her cunt while Ratanlal sodomised her. It was the first time she'd been fucked in both cunt and ass simultaneously and Anuja almost passed out with the intensity of the pleasure.
She orgasmed repeatedly and wanted it again. Hemant and Laxman obliged, fucking her in her cunt and ass simultaneously again, lying on her side with Hemant driving his cock into her cunt while, lying behind her, Laxman plunged his cock in and out of her anus.
Anuja's body writhed and thrashed between theirs, her cries sharp and shrill with excitement. When Baban suggested that she try three, Anuja was in no condition to refuse, and the men were exultant.
They finished with Baban and Hemant and Laxman fucking her all at once, in cunt, mouth and ass, ramming their cocks greedily into her again and again. Anuja was exhausted when they finally stopped and left.
Baban saw the guys out and returned. Anuja had left the hall. He heard her in the shower and he went in. She smiled and they kissed gently, tenderly, and her hands were already busy between his legs.
"Did you enjoy that?" he murmured, kissing her.
"Very much. I want to do it often. As often as I can."
"Good. It was very sexy to watch."
"Fuck me. I'm hot."
"I want to fuck your ass."
"Yes. Come on. Do it."
She turned around and leaned on the wall and Baban gripped her hips and parted her buttocks and slowly shoved his cock into her tight anus with a shuddering moan.
Anuja gasped and cried out and her face turned to his under the hot spray and he kissed her hard, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as he pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her anus.
For the next few months, between leaving college and before colleges opened, Anuja continued her affair with Baban and his friends. They established a routine; most days it was Baban or one of his friends.
Her parents were in on weekends and these were the 'dry' days. By Monday, Anuja was burning with lust, and, since these were the freest days, with her mother out to kitty parties that extended into the evening, Anuja made herself available to all the servants.
Frequently, she had seven or eight callers.
Her parents never knew. To them, she was still the innocent, wide-eyed child. They knew nothing of the gasping, panting woman who writhed and heaved eagerly every afternoon with the neighbourhood servants.
Gasping and crying out, she orgasmed and, as her cunt convulsed in a frenzy on his pistoning, throbbing penis, he slammed into her violently once, twice, three, four ... a dozen times, each piercing lunge driving the breath from her throat.
Then, jerking deep into her, he came and she hissed in pleasure, her arms above her head, hands clenching the feet of the coffee table, murmuring in joy as his thick, hot spoot shot and shot and shot.
Anand groaned and slowly slid out of her cunt and rolled away. Anuja gasped, her chest heaving, panting with the exertion. A pair of hands squeezed her breasts and she opened her eyes and saw the cook grinning down at her.
"C'mon whore ... on your front. I'll fuck you like a bitch."
He turned her on her front and she groaned and waited on all fours, her breasts swollen and pendulous. Kneeling behind her, the cook chuckled and slowly pushed his cock into her cunt.
Anuja gasped, her head rising, her lips drawing back in a grimace of pleasure as the thick, long penis slid into her hot, wet, tight cunt.
"Oh ma unhhh OHHHHHHH unhhh *hanh* uhhh OHHHHHH!" she cried.
The cook groaned and, gripping her hips, began fucking her with long, smooth measured thrusts, pushing his cock in as deep as he could, jerking her body back and forth, dragging her cunt up and down the length of his inflamed penis.
Anuja groaned and gasped, rocking and lurching back and forth on all fours under him. Her breasts jiggled and swung with his thrusts and his thighs slapped loudly at her buttocks.
He squeezed her breasts in excitement and began moving faster and deeper and harder, making her groan and cry out. She came violently and, seconds later, groaning in pleasure, he buried himself in her cunt and exploded, making her moan thickly as the white-hot shards of his jizz stung her tingling, tender cunt-flesh.
The two servants, Hemant and Laxman were already jostling forward, each trying to elbow the other out of the way, squabbling for her flesh. As the cook slid out of her, chuckling and slapping her buttocks, Anuja looked at the two servants, their huge penises sawing the air as they moved forward.
"For god's sake," she gasped. "You don't have to fight! You can both fuck me together!"
Watching her, Baban laughed in pleasure. She was a natural, born to this, with an appetite for pleasure that was unmatched in his experience. He watched as she pulled Laxman to the floor and smoothly straddled his hips on her knees, engulfing his cock in her cunt.
He gasped and arched under her and she hissed in pleasure, her face creasing in a radiant, happy smile.
"God I love your cocks," she said. "Come here, you. I want to suck you."
Hemant stood beside her and she turned her face and began sucking his cock while she rocked slowly and unhurriedly up and down on Laxman's thick erection. The two servants gasped and groaned as they fucked her cunt and mouth together.
Her breasts bounced and jiggled and the servants' hands were all over them, squeezing, caressing, fondling.
After several minutes, the two men swapped and Anuja mounted Hemant with her back to him, rocking up and down on his cock while Laxman fucked her mouth eagerly, rocking her head back and back in his hands.
She loved having two men together. First the two servants fucked her in her cunt and mouth together, then Baban and Anand had their chance. Anuja lost track of who was fucking her and in what orifice.
At Baban's insistence, Anand fucked her cunt while Ratanlal sodomised her. It was the first time she'd been fucked in both cunt and ass simultaneously and Anuja almost passed out with the intensity of the pleasure.
She orgasmed repeatedly and wanted it again. Hemant and Laxman obliged, fucking her in her cunt and ass simultaneously again, lying on her side with Hemant driving his cock into her cunt while, lying behind her, Laxman plunged his cock in and out of her anus.
Anuja's body writhed and thrashed between theirs, her cries sharp and shrill with excitement. When Baban suggested that she try three, Anuja was in no condition to refuse, and the men were exultant.
They finished with Baban and Hemant and Laxman fucking her all at once, in cunt, mouth and ass, ramming their cocks greedily into her again and again. Anuja was exhausted when they finally stopped and left.
Baban saw the guys out and returned. Anuja had left the hall. He heard her in the shower and he went in. She smiled and they kissed gently, tenderly, and her hands were already busy between his legs.
"Did you enjoy that?" he murmured, kissing her.
"Very much. I want to do it often. As often as I can."
"Good. It was very sexy to watch."
"Fuck me. I'm hot."
"I want to fuck your ass."
"Yes. Come on. Do it."
She turned around and leaned on the wall and Baban gripped her hips and parted her buttocks and slowly shoved his cock into her tight anus with a shuddering moan.
Anuja gasped and cried out and her face turned to his under the hot spray and he kissed her hard, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as he pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her anus.
For the next few months, between leaving college and before colleges opened, Anuja continued her affair with Baban and his friends. They established a routine; most days it was Baban or one of his friends.
Her parents were in on weekends and these were the 'dry' days. By Monday, Anuja was burning with lust, and, since these were the freest days, with her mother out to kitty parties that extended into the evening, Anuja made herself available to all the servants.
Frequently, she had seven or eight callers.
Her parents never knew. To them, she was still the innocent, wide-eyed child. They knew nothing of the gasping, panting woman who writhed and heaved eagerly every afternoon with the neighbourhood servants.
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