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A JAM OF TARTS
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A JAM OF TARTS
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7
TROPHY
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There was no dearth of women only too eager to succumb to Rajeev's advances. Sheila was a fair-skinned, full-breasted woman in her mid-thirties, some years older than Rajeev. He had always thought her extremely attractive. He set about seducing her in his inimitable fashion, slowly and discreetly. He enjoyed it as a sport. The game, the chase excited him as much as ultimate victory. Inevitably, he had his trophy.
Sheila had never known such pleasure. She had always regarded her sexual experience as completely satisfactory, even uncommonly rich. Since the age of seventeen, a succession of strong, virile, handsome men had enjoyed the pleasures of her body. She married at twenty-four, and for a few months, contented herself with her husband. He was a superb lover and satisfied her. But she discovered that her premarital sexual experience was a powerful narcotic to which she was hopelessly addicted.
Craving the variety and exciting intensity of new lovers, she allowed herself to stray. For a while, she enjoyed a torrid and entirely sexual relationship with one servant. Bored with him, she took another to her bed. He was followed by her husband's chauffeur. At some point, she was fucking all three of them, sometimes simultaneously, in glorious orgies that stretched through long hot afternoons.
She was caught out by her brother-in-law who promised to keep his silence if she let him fuck her. She didn't mind in the least, for he was a sexy and attractive man. He proved to be a versatile and exciting lover. Their affair continued for several months, and her husband never knew.
Sheila was just beginning to tire of him, when Rajeev made his advances. She succumbed within days. The man was utterly irresistible. Impeccably mannered, gentle and kind, he had an easy charm and grace that drew her. He was incredibly intelligent and well-read, steeped in art and culture without being a dilettante.
In bed, he was a revelation. His body was stunning. Immensely powerful, he carried not an ounce of surplus flesh on him. His shoulders were sprawling slabs of muscle. His chest was a wide and deep W, heavily cleaved, his dark taut nipples pulled low and wide on either side of his massive pectorals. The belly was hard and flat as a washboard, every muscle clearly defined. There was not a trace of body hair on his torso which formed a sharply tapering V.
High, narrow hips bracketed a slim waist. Beneath, his buttocks were taut and firm. His arms and legs were long and bulged and rippled with corded muscle. His face was gentle and handsome, with a fine, strong nose, a square jaw, even white teeth, and dark, caressing, sensuous eyes.
But best of all was his quite astonishing genital endowment. Sheila had never imagined she would see, let alone experience, such a cock. It was the kind of thing her most erotic fantasies were made of. Enormous, a good eleven-and-a-half inches long, nearly three inches thick, it was long and dark and ridged with thick long veins, the cock-head monstrous.
Now Rajeev smiled affectionately at her when he saw the look of wonder and awe and joy on her face as his huge cock slid slowly into her cunt. It went in smoothly and easily, gliding in deeper and deeper despite its impossible enormity.
He bent his head and kissed her, sliding his tongue deep into her mouth, tasting the sweetness of her response when her own tongue flickered out in wanton desire.
"Yes," she gasped softly. "Fuck me Rajeev ... fuck me hard ... Oh god your cock's so wonderful ... put it in ... I want it all ... yes ... Ohhhh yes!"
Sheila was very pretty. Rajeev studied her round face with pleasure, taking in the sweetness of her features. She had full lips, a straight nose, perhaps a tad heavy, but perfect on her. Anything finer would have made her look shrewish. Her skin was fair and clear and her eyes were lovely, deep brown and full of laughter. Her teeth were attractive and even. She smiled readily and often. Her hair was thick and long, knotted in a loose bun on the nape of her neck. Her breasts were big, full and ripe with thick nipples standing stiffly in large bright aureoles that were puckered with pleasure now.
A red bindi dotted the middle of her forehead, and she wore a long black and gold mangalsutra around her neck. Ordinarily, the necklace signified a woman's marital - and therefore, supposedly chaste - status. Sheila wore it to disguise her penchant for sexual adventure under a veneer of respectability for her husband's benefit. Little did it matter when she was gasping and heaving, her body shining with sweat, begging for more, moaning loud obscenities as a lover thrust his cock into her cunt.
Rajeev flexed his buttocks and slid his hips gently forward. His cock squeezed even deeper into her cunt.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" Sheila gasped, her head arching and turning to one side.
His monstrous cock delved deeper into her tight, moist grotto. It stretched her cunt-lips wider than any cock she had known. Her hips lurched up under his and she arched her back. Her breasts were swollen and gorged, her nipples quivering and rigid. The gorgeous penis slid in deeper, rasping against her inflamed clitoris, throbbing and pulsating electrically hot inside her, making her feel like one enormous cunt from head to toe.
She dug her fingers into his bulging biceps and caressed his shoulders. He lowered himself on his forearms and her heavy breasts flattened against his hard chest. Her body was hot and already tacky with sweat. Her mangalsutra was cool between their bodies. She moaned thickly, in unbridled pleasure. He was on his knees and he spread them wider, levering her thighs apart to go deeper into her cunt. She groaned, her legs twined about his slim hips.
For the past hour, he had played with her body with a deftness that left her moaning and sweating with lust-heat. He toyed relentlessly with her breasts till she wanted to scream from the ecstasy of it, hot rivers of delight cascading through her body. Then his tongue probed her cunt, delving and exploring its moist recesses as no man had done before. She had taken his cock between her breasts, into her mouth, sucked it and licked it, and the very taste and weight of it in her mouth and under her tongue had aroused her even further.
His head dipped now and he kissed her closed eyes, drew his tongue down her nose, over her lips, flickering at them. They parted and their tongues met and fenced and then his darted away, down her neck, dipping low between her breasts. She moaned again and arched, her breasts in her hands, lifting them to his lips, wanting to feel his tongue and lips and teeth on her breast tips again.
His tongue rolled sexily around the stiff nipples by turn, and she gasped and writhed as she felt his teeth scbang gently against the aroused points of flesh. She clenched his head as his lips flowered and closed firmly around one breast, the other nipple in his fingers being slowly squeezed and rolled and twirled.
Rajeev fastened his on her breast and sucked slowly, then harder and harder. Suddenly he let go and she gasped. Instantly, he started again and she writhed under him, moaning in joy. He moved to the other breast, releasing the first slowly, almost reluctantly. His tongue slithered into the deep vale between her breasts, where his cock had been a short while ago and he lapped at the musky streaks of his own pre-cum gunk between her breasts. Slowly, his tongue and lips climbed the crest to her other breast and found her nipple. He pressed it to the roof of his mouth with his tongue.
"Oh god oh god OHhhhhhhhhh yes!" Sheila gasped, her chest heaving, her head rolling languorously from side to side.
Rajeev paused and lifted himself smoothly, drawing her hips up with him, till he was squatting on his knees between her forked thighs. He held still, with her body stretched down and away from him, her shoulders on the bed and began to caress her tenderly.
Sheila felt like a whore. All she wanted was to be fucked. He squeezed her breasts, kneading them, rolling them together, tweaking the erect nipples. Her mangalsutra entwined in his fingers and she gasped as she raked it across her aching nipples.
"C'mon Rajeev ... please ... fuck me ... please ..." she begged.
He chuckled and slid his hands under her fleshy buttocks, gently prising the creamy lobes apart. Sheila moaned loudly in unbridled passion as she felt his fingertip press at her anus. His other hand slid down her belly and he caressed her cunt gently, parting her cunt-lips and questing for her clitoris. He flicked it gently with his fingers and moved his hips from side to side. Sheila's breath hissed from her throat and her sphincter spasmed involuntarily.
Instantly, smiling and chuckling at her, he slipped his thick finger into her asshole. Her cunt convulsed frantically on his gently throbbing penis. Gently, he finger-fucked her asshole while plugging her cunt with his cock. Sheila was writhing and gasping and panting now, muttering soft obscenities.
"Ohhhh yes yes ... oh god yes ohhh yes ... fuck me Rajeev yes ... fuck me ... fuck my cunt ... yes ... take me ... I'm yours ... fuck me hard lover ... uhhh OHhhh uhhh OHHH uhhhh OHHhhhhhh uhhh Oh god yes yes OHhhhhh uhhhh oh god ohma uh OHHH!" she went, her body on fire.
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