30-06-2019, 01:17 PM
The film he was working on was very sexy. It showed her being fucked by two men simultaneously, in her cunt and mouth, her body bridging theirs, rocking and swaying back and forth on all fours.
"Hot stuff," he murmured. "Very steamy."
She grinned. "I really enjoyed it."
"Good."
"I'm having a good time, actually."
"I'm glad."
"That doesn't mean I don't want to fuck you. I do."
"Anuja."
"Sorry. Forget I said that."
He smiled and she bent and kissed him. He did not break the kiss but responded gently, slipping his tongue in and out of her mouth and cupped her pendulous breast. It warmed and swelled at his touch, her nipple hardening in his fingers.
She quivered and trembled, moaned softly, but stepped back quickly.
"Thank you," he murmured.
She nodded. "I'm going for a walk. Do you want to come along?"
He shook his head. "Not today. I want to finish editing this."
"Okay. I'll be back in an hour or so."
"Fine. Enjoy yourself."
She kissed him again, lightly, brushing his lips with hers. He turned back to his screens and his fingers flew over the keyboard.
Anuja stopped for a few minutes, watching him at work. The film was very sexy. He moved on to the next sequence of the two men fucking her together in her cunt and ass.
She lay on her side between them, thrashing and writhing in joy, her face contorted in a wild rictus of pleasure as the hugely swollen penises sawed in and out of her cunt and anus.
The man behind her gripped her buttocks and lifted her leg high, gasping and groaning as he squeezed his cock as deep into her ass as he could. In front of her, the other man held her hip with one hand and jerked his hips back and forth, thrusting mightily in and out of her wet cunt.
Anuja's upper leg was raised and drawn up and her head jerked and tossed as the two men raided her adjacent orifices without respite.
Anuja moaned, the scene arousing her. She remembered vividly how good the two lovers had been, how masterfully and frequently they had fucked her. Sighing, she turned and went back to the bedroom to dress.
A few minutes later, she left the suite and, crossing the hotel's lush lawns and gardens, headed for the beach. Several employees smiled. Many of them had fucked her over the past few days; others had heard the news and awaited their turn.
She stopped to chat with some of them, laughing brightly. A couple of others were attractive and she noted their names on their identification tags.
Anuja kicked off her sandals at the wicker gate that led from the hotel to the beach and walked down to the sea. The beach was almost deserted. The sand was soft and clean underfoot.
She took several deep breaths and headed north, walking steadily and quickly along the edge of the water. The wind rippled across the open sea and plucked at her hair and the lapels of her shirt.
It felt good, being caressed by nature. Her nipples hardened in pleasure. She continued walking, clearing her mind, relaxed and calm.
The sun sidled to the sea. It grew darker. The breeze picked up. Anuja walked on and, inevitably, began fantasizing. Her arousal sharpened. She wore a loose white button-down shirt with the ends knotted below her breasts, the buttons left open, and a pair of tight white shorts.
Her midriff was bare. Her breasts were squeezed together under the shirt deepening her cleavage and exposing the luscious swell of her breasts.
The shirt was translucent and even her dark aureoles and nipples were visible. She undid her shorts, unzipped them and walked on, caressing her breasts occasionally.
Through the lowering gloom, she spotted a figure ahead of her walking down the beach to the water's edge. She walked on, peering into the dusk. The figure paused. Anuja slowed, seeing that it was a man.
He had not seen her. He stripped off his vest and shorts, flung them casually on the sand and, naked, stepped down into the water. Anuja sucked in her breath and slowed. The man continued walking slowly into the waves, stretching his arms, bending and twisting, flexing his muscles.
Anuja saw that he was tall and lean and superbly muscled. He had broad shoulders, a wide, cleaved chest, a flat, hard belly, lean hips and long limbs that bulged with rounded bunches of muscle.
The man bent from side to side, clasped his hands behind his head and twisted his trunk around. Anuja saw that his limp cock was thick and long, hanging in a curve from his groin like a hose over a large, low scrotum.
He was clean-shaven and good-looking, with a fine, straight nose, dark eyes and full, wide lips. His torso was smooth and hairless.
He still had not seen her. Anuja felt a rush of excitement. She opened the knot of her shirt, letting it hang open and moved forward quickly towards him. The man continued exercising, oblivious of her presence.
He saw her only when she was very close and, for a moment, looked startled. Then his eyes swept over her body, taking in her exposed breasts and crotch and a small smile danced on his lips. He turned to face her.
Anuja shrugged off her shirt and flung it away to the beach. Still moving, slowly slightly, she wriggled out of her shorts and tossed them aside, too. The man waited. Anuja walked right on, moving into the water herself, getting closer.
"Hot stuff," he murmured. "Very steamy."
She grinned. "I really enjoyed it."
"Good."
"I'm having a good time, actually."
"I'm glad."
"That doesn't mean I don't want to fuck you. I do."
"Anuja."
"Sorry. Forget I said that."
He smiled and she bent and kissed him. He did not break the kiss but responded gently, slipping his tongue in and out of her mouth and cupped her pendulous breast. It warmed and swelled at his touch, her nipple hardening in his fingers.
She quivered and trembled, moaned softly, but stepped back quickly.
"Thank you," he murmured.
She nodded. "I'm going for a walk. Do you want to come along?"
He shook his head. "Not today. I want to finish editing this."
"Okay. I'll be back in an hour or so."
"Fine. Enjoy yourself."
She kissed him again, lightly, brushing his lips with hers. He turned back to his screens and his fingers flew over the keyboard.
Anuja stopped for a few minutes, watching him at work. The film was very sexy. He moved on to the next sequence of the two men fucking her together in her cunt and ass.
She lay on her side between them, thrashing and writhing in joy, her face contorted in a wild rictus of pleasure as the hugely swollen penises sawed in and out of her cunt and anus.
The man behind her gripped her buttocks and lifted her leg high, gasping and groaning as he squeezed his cock as deep into her ass as he could. In front of her, the other man held her hip with one hand and jerked his hips back and forth, thrusting mightily in and out of her wet cunt.
Anuja's upper leg was raised and drawn up and her head jerked and tossed as the two men raided her adjacent orifices without respite.
Anuja moaned, the scene arousing her. She remembered vividly how good the two lovers had been, how masterfully and frequently they had fucked her. Sighing, she turned and went back to the bedroom to dress.
A few minutes later, she left the suite and, crossing the hotel's lush lawns and gardens, headed for the beach. Several employees smiled. Many of them had fucked her over the past few days; others had heard the news and awaited their turn.
She stopped to chat with some of them, laughing brightly. A couple of others were attractive and she noted their names on their identification tags.
Anuja kicked off her sandals at the wicker gate that led from the hotel to the beach and walked down to the sea. The beach was almost deserted. The sand was soft and clean underfoot.
She took several deep breaths and headed north, walking steadily and quickly along the edge of the water. The wind rippled across the open sea and plucked at her hair and the lapels of her shirt.
It felt good, being caressed by nature. Her nipples hardened in pleasure. She continued walking, clearing her mind, relaxed and calm.
The sun sidled to the sea. It grew darker. The breeze picked up. Anuja walked on and, inevitably, began fantasizing. Her arousal sharpened. She wore a loose white button-down shirt with the ends knotted below her breasts, the buttons left open, and a pair of tight white shorts.
Her midriff was bare. Her breasts were squeezed together under the shirt deepening her cleavage and exposing the luscious swell of her breasts.
The shirt was translucent and even her dark aureoles and nipples were visible. She undid her shorts, unzipped them and walked on, caressing her breasts occasionally.
Through the lowering gloom, she spotted a figure ahead of her walking down the beach to the water's edge. She walked on, peering into the dusk. The figure paused. Anuja slowed, seeing that it was a man.
He had not seen her. He stripped off his vest and shorts, flung them casually on the sand and, naked, stepped down into the water. Anuja sucked in her breath and slowed. The man continued walking slowly into the waves, stretching his arms, bending and twisting, flexing his muscles.
Anuja saw that he was tall and lean and superbly muscled. He had broad shoulders, a wide, cleaved chest, a flat, hard belly, lean hips and long limbs that bulged with rounded bunches of muscle.
The man bent from side to side, clasped his hands behind his head and twisted his trunk around. Anuja saw that his limp cock was thick and long, hanging in a curve from his groin like a hose over a large, low scrotum.
He was clean-shaven and good-looking, with a fine, straight nose, dark eyes and full, wide lips. His torso was smooth and hairless.
He still had not seen her. Anuja felt a rush of excitement. She opened the knot of her shirt, letting it hang open and moved forward quickly towards him. The man continued exercising, oblivious of her presence.
He saw her only when she was very close and, for a moment, looked startled. Then his eyes swept over her body, taking in her exposed breasts and crotch and a small smile danced on his lips. He turned to face her.
Anuja shrugged off her shirt and flung it away to the beach. Still moving, slowly slightly, she wriggled out of her shorts and tossed them aside, too. The man waited. Anuja walked right on, moving into the water herself, getting closer.
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