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# Nazriya Nazim


Nazriya Nazim combed her long blonde hair as she stood in front of the full length mirror starring at her reflection. Nazriya was a trophy wife and had married straight out of college to a man who was twenty five years her senior.



Das was a wonderful husband and as a matter of fact he gave Nazriya everything she wanted in life. Das was an heir to his parent's fortune and now controlled his Father's business. His wealth enabled him to give Nazriya all the luxury's in life she could have ever dreamed.

Nazriya leaned closer to the mirror looking around her eyes checking for any signs of age as she normally did after her showers. At twenty-six she was very self-conscious about her appearance and spent most of her free time working out.

Nazriya had a body most women would die for at almost a 33-26-35 figure. Das loved to see her dress in fashion girl poster.

She loved Das dearly and hadn't known anything about his wealth until he proposed marriage to her and he revealed his fortune to her. She had to admit she was a very lucky woman who was married to a man of her dreams and could afford to give her almost anything she asked for or would want in life.



Das loved to show off his lovely wife and bought her many sexy revealing dresses that she would wear for him at home or out on the town. Nazriya did anything she could to please her husband because she loved him so much.

There wasn't a night that Das didn't bring his wife home something special regardless if it were flowers or jewelry or even a special treat like a last minute trip on their jet to eat dinner in another city.

That's right. They even owned their own personal jet which Das used to run their family's business.

Nazriya slipped the skin tight black dress that barely covered her gorgeous ass and tits over her head and slid it down over her hips giving it a tug here and there until the material covered as much of her skin as it could.



She stepped over to the vanity and sat down as she slipped her heels onto her feet buckling the straps around her ankles.

Nazriya had a specially lighted mirror to apply her makeup on her vanity and turned the button to the desired level and began to apply what little makeup she required to make herself look gorgeous.

When she finished, she stood in front of the full length mirror again and fluffed her hair over her shoulders. She turned to the side and looked to see how smooth the material covered her nice round ass. She wasn't wearing any panty's or bra tonight. That's the way Das loved to see her dress and they both had their own reasons why.

Das had called her and told Nazriya to meet her at their favorite seafood restaurant. The chauffeur drove her into town and she didn't have to wait long for her husband to arrive as they sat down for dinner.

They were seated in a special booth Das reserved toward the back of the restaurant and waited for the perfect opportunity to play their little game.



Nazriya waited until several men were seated not far from their table and looked over at Das giving him the signal to begin. Das slipped next to his beautiful wife and placed his hand on her thigh and began to slowly caress her smooth skin above her knee and gently worked his hand toward her inner thigh.

Nazriya spread her legs for her husband's hand as he continued to gently massage her thigh and leaned over and gave his wife a passionate kiss on the lips.

Das noticed one of the men starring down under their table where he had his hand resting on his wife's thigh. Das gave his wife a signal to spread her legs open as he continued to move his hand near her bare pussy.

They had to wait as the waiter filed their water glasses than left the table than Das began moving his hand until his fingers were playing with his wife's pussy lips. Nazriya leaned back as she felt her husband insert a finger into her pussy and began to slowly massage her clitoris making her moan slightly and close her eyes.



Das glanced over at the man and saw that he was still starring under the table as Nazriya spread her legs further apart giving the man a better view of what was going on.

Das leaned over and gave his wife another kiss while he continued to play with her pussy under the short dress. Nazriya moved her hand over to her husband's crotch and started to massage his hard cock through his pants as they both kept an eye on the man at one of the next tables.

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Nazriya kept her head tiled back as she felt her husband's finger inside her pussy. A faint sound of his finger could be heard as he probed inside her now wet pussy. Nazriya moved her other hand above her husband's hand pushing him tighter against her crotch as she moaned again and lifted one of her legs slightly onto the cushion of the seat.



The man was trying not to notice them but couldn't keep his eyes off the beautiful blonde who was getting her pussy played with under the table.

Suddenly. The man got up from the table and walked back toward the men's room as Das looked disappointed and stopped playing with Nazriya's pussy.

Das looked at his wife and said. "I'm going to make a trip to the bathroom and see if I can talk to that man."

Nazriya smiled than gave her husband a small kiss on the lips and watched Das walk toward the mens room.

Das walked into the room and saw the man standing in front of the urinal and walked up to the one next to him and waited a few seconds and said. "This place has the best seafood in city."

The man continued to pee as he glanced over at Das and noticed who he was and hesitated a moment before giving him a reply and said. "Yeah. I love the food in this place myself. Do you come here often?"

Das finished peeing and replied. "As a matter of fact I do come here at least once a month with my wife. Did you see my wife sitting out in the booth across from you?"

The man looked uncomfortable as he hurried and washed his hands and looked back at Das and said. "I don't think I have. Have a nice evening."

Das just chuckled to himself as he watched the man leave the mens room and washed his hands before returning to their table. Das started to walk back to the table and noticed the man and his wife leaving the restaurant as he sat back down next to Nazriya and slid into the booth next to her and gave her another passionate kiss.



Das and Nazriya and done this many times in the past and tonight was rather tame compared to things they have done in the past. There were a few times that Das had finger fucked his wife to orgasm in a restaurant or movie theater. They even fucked in a parking lot like two teenagers once in a crowded shopping mall.

They were always coming up with new ideas and places for thrills and at the end of the night they always returned home and screwed like rabbits in heat.

They finished dinner and drove up to a club outside that Das knew was considered a local pickup Pub. Nazriya had wondered why her husband had taken a turn North on their way home and noticed a bunch of guys entering a Pub.

Das parked the car and slid over toward Nazriya and gave her a passionate kiss on the lips and said. "Lets go in here and see if we can tease a few of these guys in the club."

Nazriya smiled at her husband and said. "You have the devil himself inside you tonight. Don't you?"



Nazriya gave her husband another kiss on the lips and waited for him to walk around and open the car door for her. They walked into the club as Das talked to the man greeting people at the door and watched as Das slipped the man a large bill to seat them near the dance floor.

The man seated them at a table along the dance floor and they ordered two drinks from the waitress and watched some of the couples dancing on the floor. Nazriya leaned toward her husband and said. "Most of these people here appear to be single and looking."

Das smiled at his wife and said. "Honey. That's what the fun is all about. Why do you think I brought you here tonight?"

Nazriya looked around the place and noticed the men definitely out numbered the women tonight but noticed many couples dancing out on the dance floor.

The waitress brought them their drinks and Nazriya took a sip of her drink while starring at her husband and seen a devilish look on his face and smiled back at him and said. "OK. Tell me exactly what you have on your dirty mind tonight?"



Das took a drink and reached out and took Nazriya's hand and said. "Why don't you go out there tonight and find a handsome stud and get him all turned on?"

Nazriya took another sip of her drink and sighed as she smiled back at Das and said. "I knew you were up too no good when we pulled into this place tonight. Go ahead and pick someone out for me."

Das nodded his head toward a man standing alone on the other side of the dance floor and said. "Do you see that tall blonde man standing over there next to the rest room doors?"



Nazriya glanced over to the other side of the club and seen the man Das was talking about and said. "He looks rather cute and blonde too!"

Das smiled at his wife and said. "Do you know that blonde's are hot in bed?"

Nazriya starred at her husband and replied. "Ha. Ha. I'm not going to fuck that man, just make him hot!"

Das took his wife's hand and said. "Why not make it more interesting tonight?"

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Nazriya grinned at her husband and replied. "Your not going to tell me you want me to take my clothes off and walk over there do you?"

Das had hold of his wife's hand and said. "Take off the rings."

Nazriya smiled and turned her head to the side and finally replied and said. "Das. You're absolutely nuts!"

Das kept holding his wife's hand and kept giving her the devilish smile until she finally replied and said. "OK. I still think you're completely gone out of your mind. Look at all those single studs standing over there."

Nazriya slipped of her engagement ring and wedding band and gave them to Das to hold as she picked up her glass and finished her drink and stood up next to her husband and leaned over and kissed him on the lips and said. "Wish me luck."



The waitress came back at the same time as Nazriya was leaving and Das ordered a double for himself while he watched his lovely wife make her way across to the other side of the club. Das watched Nazriya's ass wiggle as she made her way across the dance floor walking in between the people who were dancing out on the floor.

Das kept an eye on his wife until she disappeared behind some of the people who were dancing as the waitress returned with his drink. Das drank a third of the drink as soon as the woman gave it to him than looked across the club trying to see if he could spot Nazriya talking to the blonde headed man.

Das couldn't see Nazriya at the moment as he tilted his head looking for his wife until he finally saw her dancing in the far corner of the dance floor with the blonde headed guy. Das could see her dancing with the man they had picked out or rather the one he had spotted standing alone.



Nazriya was dancing to her third song when the lights went down low and the next song was a slow dance. Das was trying to see his wife but the lights had been turned down so low that he could hardly see any of the couples on the dance floor except the people close to his side.

Das was surprised when he spotted Nazriya dancing with her arms around the blonde man almost right next to their table. She had worked herself around the dance floor to give her husband a better look of them out on the floor.

Das noticed the man had his hands resting on Nazriya's hips and she had her arms wrapped around the man pushing her boobs into his chest. Das also noticed his wife was grinding her hips into the man's crotch when he noticed the man lowering his hands onto his wife's ass.

Das sat there with his cock as hard as a steel rod watching the man rub the palm's of his hands over his wife's ass. They turned and Das's eyes met Nazriya's as she smiled at him as she continued to dance with the man.

Das could see the man was whispering into Nazriya's ear making her giggle as she continued to hold him against her body. They had turned again and Das could clearly see the man's hands now massaging her nice round ass and giving it a slight squeeze as they danced.

Das kept watching the couple almost ready to make out on the dance floor as he tried to contain his erection under his pants. Das's heart began to race even faster as he watched Nazriya tilt her head to kiss the man on the lips where they remained for several seconds.

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Das kept his eyes glued on his wife and the blonde headed man as they broke off the kiss and appeared to be starring into one another's eyes for a few seconds than locked themselves into another heated passionate kiss.

Das saw the man squeezing his wife's ass cheeks and pulling her into his crotch as they continued to kiss. Das thought to himself that Nazriya had never taken their little games this far before and must really like the man she was dancing with tonight.

The song ended suddenly and Das watched as the man walked Nazriya back to the other side of the dance floor and out of his sight again.

A few moments later, Das saw Nazriya walking back to their table alone with a big smile on her face and sat down and finished her drink before she said anything to Das.

Das looked over at his wife waiting to hear what she had to say about the man when she smiled at him and finally said. "His name is Stan and he wanted to take me back to his place tonight for a drink."

Das replied and said. "I bet he wanted to take you back to his place. What did you end up telling him?"

Nazriya replied with a laugh and said. "Stan really didn't want me to leave but I told him I came here with someone important tonight and couldn't go home with him."

Das leaned forward with that devilish grin on his face again and took hold of Nazriya's hand and said. "Did you want to go home with that man tonight and fuck him?"

Nazriya laughed and replied. "I could go back and tell Stan I'm available tonight if you want me to?"

Nazriya started to stand up as Das held onto her hand as tight as he could and gently pulled her forward and planted a passionate wet kiss on her lips and when they broke the kiss he said. "You're my little whore tonight."

Nazriya kissed her husband again until a man walked up behind Das and yelled out to him. "Das. I didn't expect to see you here tonight. How are you doing?"

Das stood up and shook the man's hand and introduced his wife to the man whose name was Rob. Das offered the man a seat but said he had to get going but wanted to give him a set of plans he had been working on for a project that Das's company would be involved in building.

Rob said it would only take a couple minutes of his time and Das told Nazriya he would be back in a couple minutes and ordered his wife another drink before he walked out to the car with the man.

Nazriya smiled at Das and puckered her lips as though she were kissing him as he walked toward the parking lot to the man's car.



Das quickly looked over the plans the man gave him and thanked him and told Rob that he would get in touch with him during the following week and rushed over to his car and put the plans inside the trunk and glanced at his watch.

He had been gone almost thirty minutes as he rushed back into the club and back to their table. Das walked through the busy crowd in the club trying to make his way over to his and Nazriya's table and when he finally reached the table he saw another man seated in his chair talking to Nazriya.

Das was startled to see it was a well-groomed black man seated in his spot and stood next to him as Nazriya pointed at Das and said. "Brandon. I would like you to meet my date tonight. His name is Das."

Nazriya continued her introduction and said. "Das. I would like you to meet this nice man who just bought me a drink. His name is Brandon."

Brandon stood up and shook Das's hand. Brandon was much taller and larger than Das and looked a couple years younger than Nazriya.

Brandon than said. "I guess I'll leave you two alone now that your back."

Nazriya blurted out and said. "Oh. Brandon. You don't have to leave because Das is back. Your welcome to join us for a drink before you leave."

Brandon replied and said. "I shouldn't barge in on the two of you like this. I didn't know you had a date until you mentioned Das."

Das cut in and said. "Nonsense. You pull up another chair and sit right here with us the rest of the evening if you want and let me buy you a drink."

Das ordered them a round of drinks while they sat and talked and Nazriya didn't let Brandon know that she was married to Das but only his date for the evening. She flirted with him over the next hour until she asked Brandon to dance with her.

Das watched them dance to several songs as he sipped on his drink and waited for his wife to return with her dance partner. They both were out of breath as Nazriya made a comment and said. "Couldn't that DJ play anything slow while we were out their tonight?"

It was getting late and Brandon finally said he had to leave because he had an early appointment and shook both Das and Nazriya's hands before he left but Nazriya also gave him a small kiss on the lips just before he walked away.

Nazriya fell asleep in the car on the way home that night so there wasn't much said until they reached their house.

They reached the bedroom when Das put his arms around Nazriya and planted a wet passionate kiss on her lips as she began to squirm and push her body into his crotch as the kiss continued. Das was able to grab the hem of her dress and pulled it over her hips and got a better grip and slipped it the rest of the way off leaving his wife completely naked in front of him as she put her hands on his face holding him in another long passionate kiss.



Nazriya slipped her hands down and began to unbuckle her husband's pants than worked on his shirt until he stood naked along with his wife as they continued to touch each other like wild animals.

The only sound that could be heard in the room was their breath as they continued to kiss while Das began to squeeze and play with his wife's boobs. Das finally pushed Nazriya back onto the bed as she reached down between their legs and guided his hard cock into her wet pussy and wenched as he entered her and shoved himself inside as deep as he could go with one thrust.



They continued to kiss as Das began to screw his wife's tight pussy and felt her legs wrap around his ass as he pushed himself deep inside her.

Once they broke the kiss Das was the first to speak and said. "Did you get hot thinking about that black dick tonight?"

Nazriya began to move her hips up to meet her husband's strokes as she replied back to him and said. "Yes Baby. Fuck me."

Das continued screwing his wife as he asked another question and said. "Did you feel his cock tonight?"

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Nazriya moaned and was able to answer her husband in a whisper and said. "Oh God. He felt huge."

Das replied. "You felt his cock?"

Nazriya replied in a whisper again and said. "Oh yeah keep fucking me . . . I touched him on the dance floor when we were dancing . . . Oh . . . Yeah . . . Good . . . "

Das began to fuck his wife with more force as he listened to her say she felt Brandon's cock and screwed her with such force that she was gasping for air as Das drove his cock into her as hard as he could.



Nazriya's pussy was soaked and the wet sounds coming from her pussy filled the room as Das kept screwing her. They kissed again as Nazriya began to quiver and shake and started to moan out loud as she reached her orgasm.
Das couldn't hold back much longer and let out a loud scream that he was going to cum and began squirting his load of hot seed deep into his wife's belly.

Das finished pumping his hot load into his wife and gave her another kiss before rolling off her and onto his back as he tried to catch his breath and felt his wife's hand reach down and massage his now deflating cock.



They were both sweating as Nazriya lifted herself up onto her elbow and bent down to kiss Das on the lips and said. "You're a wonderful lover."

Das put his arm around his wife and pulled her down onto his chest and kept her there until he had rested and caught his breath and finally said. "Did you really want to screw that black guy tonight?"

Nazriya playfully responded to her husband and said. "Brandon gave me his phone number tonight and asked me to call him."

Das had a serous look on his face and replied. "So. Are you planning to call him?"



Nazriya laughed as she stroked her husband's chest and turned to look into his eyes and gave him another long passionate kiss and said. "I love you very much."

Das held his wife very tight and replied. "I love you too."

They both soon fell asleep but not until Das thought about seeing his wife screwing a black man. He wondered if she really would screw him if he asked or was she just fooling around. She said she had his phone number so apparently she was making herself available to this man.

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Das laid their thinking about Nazriya screwing a black man again and wondered how he would actually feel seeing his wife with a large black cock buried deep inside her pussy.





They had only flirted with the idea of turning on strange men but not actually following through with the whole idea and doubted if Nazriya would even be interested. Or would she?.











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A cool autumn breeze blew yellow and red leaves through the air, rustling gently as they passed Krishan down the sidewalk. Krishan's shoulders tensed as he turned down his brother's street. A pit formed in his stomach as he imagined Karun's truck parked in the driveway. But it wasn't there.


Krishan walked up the drive, down the little path to the front door, and knocked.


"Krish!" Hansika squealed when she opened the door. "I'm so happy to see you. Come in." She wanted to play it cool with her brother-in-law, but that wasn't as easy as it sounded. A great big, bright smile wouldn't leave her face. She wiped her palms on her yoga pants to remove the sweat. "Want something to drink?"



"Actually, I was thinking ..." Krishan stepped inside and she closed the door behind them. She watched him closely with expectant, blue eyes. "I want to ... um ..." He reached up and pushed back his messy, blond hair. "Do you want to go back to the mansion? We could spend some time there."


"What's wrong?" Her smile fell. "Karun won't be back anytime soon, I promise."


"It's not that." He didn't want to tell her the truth. That a ghost had asked him to have sex with her back at the House. Despite what they'd already done, he didn't think that would fly. "It's just, I think it'd be exciting to ... do stuff ... in my room."


"Are your parents home?"


"Yeah, but they'll never know. It's a big place." Again, he didn't add that a ghost would help keep their noises concealed from the rest of the house while they fucked like bunnies.


"You really want to do this?" Hansika raised an eyebrow, hoping he'd say no. She restlessly adjusted her blouse and looked down into his sweet eyes. She'd waited all weekend for this moment, of course she was going to do whatever he asked. But she had to try to keep him at her place. She wasn't a teenager anymore to be sneaking behind the backs of her boyfriend's parents. Good God, she now thought of Krishan as her boyfriend.


"Yes, please."


"Okay, sure. Not a problem. If it's what you really want." She grabbed her purse and car keys and shepherded him into the garage. "But don't expect me to do this all the time. It's a little crazy. Even for this ...." She kissed him on the cheek. "This thing we have, whatever it is."





About a half hour later, Hansika sat cross-legged on Krishan's bed making eyes at him. She really felt like an awkward teenage girlfriend at that moment, sending all the signals for him to make a move. She'd had many moments like this over at some boy's house years ago. Some of those moments, in fact, were with Karun in a different home. Her heart beat fast and her palms clammed up. Was she really so close to feeling that amazing cock again? Was it really as good as she remembered?


"And Cassini went right past Ceres here." Krishan stood by his space exploration poster and was pointing out the various probe courses. He never had girls in his room and it was fun to show off his interests.


"Uh huh." Hansika nodded her head and smiled.


"Of course, it was on its way to Saturn." He traced its voyage with his index finger.


"Of course." She was growing impatient. This boy liked to make her wait.


"Speaking of Saturn --"


"Krish?" Hansika gave him a mock grumpy look and put her fists on her hips as she gazed up at him from the bed. "Get over here."


"Oh, okay." Krishan hopped on the bed and let Hansika remove his shirt. "Sorry about that." She gave him little kisses on his meager chest. "It's just, I get excited about ... oh ..." He watched her head move lower and lower and he felt her tugging off his pants and underwear. "That feels ... really good." She swallowed his dickhead and quickly worked him deeper and deeper down her throat. Krishan praised God for the invention of yoga pants. The flare of her hip as she leaned over was perfect. Of course, it would be even better without the pants.


Hansika gagged a little and reached for Krishan's enormous balls. Her fingers curled around them. Such powerful, precious things. And she felt powerful holding them. Before all this insanity started, she never would have believed she could deep-throat a dick, especially one as monstrous as Krishan's. But the teenager had a way about him, and she wanted to do whatever she could to make him feel good.


A little while later, Krishan stripped his sister-in-law and placed her on her back on the bed. She spread her legs for him, showing off her gorgeous, blonde pussy. It was spectacular, but it wasn't what Krishan had in mind. "Put your legs together."



"But you won't be able to reach if I do that." She closed her legs and let him mount her with his knees on either side of her thighs. "Ooooohhhhhhh." She looked down past the rolling hills of her boobs and watched him stick it in her. "I was wrong ... ugh ... you can reach from there ... so deep." She had to stop thinking about what was possible with Karun in mind. Krishan had changed the paradigm. "Oh ... God ... it hits a spot ... like that ... oooohhhhhhhh." She was already cumming.


"I wanna try something new." Krishan then spread her legs and put his hands under her, cupping her butt cheeks.


"That ... wasn't new?" Hansika looked on in shock as he pulled her upright, and then carried her off the bed, still speared on his dick. She circled her arms behind his neck as he stood next to his bed, holding her up in the air. "How ... uuugggghhhhhh ..." She felt his hands clutching her butt as he pulled her up that long cock and back down. She was so open and exposed to him like that. "How are you ... lifting me? I'm so much ... bigger than you." She hated to admit it, but she did outweigh the teenager by a lot. Especially since her boobs had grown.



"I've ... been ... working ... out." Krishan bounced her on his dick in the air and watched her eyes roll back in her head. It wasn't a believable answer, but Krishan didn't think she was listening to him anymore anyway.


Hansika's boobs shook and rocked back and forth. Her head rolled side to side. "Krishhhhhhhhhh." Her brother-in-law gave Hansika her first orgasm while being carried by a man. He was giving her so many firsts.


A couple hours later, Hansika rode Krishan backwards with her knees up and her feet planted on the bed. Each stroke was so ridiculously long. When she looked down between her sweaty, hanging boobs, she could see her belly bulging every time she hit bottom. She felt like a sex goddess. They were sex gods. 



Krishan slapped her left butt cheek and listened to the little cry of pleasure Hansika made in response. He decided to try some of Nayanthara's dirty talk on Hansika. "Are you ... a slut, Hansi?" He slapped her again, and enjoyed the red handprint on her pale butt.

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"Ugh ... ugh ... ugh ... I didn't think so ... until you ... showed me your cock, Krish." She moved her hands in the air, unsure where to put them. Eventually she gave up, and just held her hands out above her shoulders, her fingers making odd gestures, her ring bright and obvious on her left hand. "But now ... I'll be your slut, Krish. I'm a slut ... only ... uh ... uh ... uh ... for you."


"Really?" Krishan hadn't expected that answer. He looked at the frothy mess on his dick from their combined cum. He admired the wiggly way her hips moved and the way her thighs tensed with her effort. She was right. She was a slut. And she was his. He had her now in a way Karun never had. "What about Karun?"


Hansika looked over her shoulder at Krishan with an expression that contained either pain, or lust, or both. "I love Karun. But ... but ... but ... ooooohhhhhhhh." She shook and came on that magic dick again.


The thought that she was cumming on him while thinking about his stupid brother sent Krishan over the edge. "I'm cummmminnnngggg." He unloaded his balls in her tight pussy for the third and final time.





A minute later, she shuddered, leaned forward, and kissed him on his sweaty thigh. "There is ... nothing else ... like that." She rolled off him, turned around, and they lay shoulder to shoulder panting. She turned her head to look at his youthful face. She was smiling like an idiot. Hansika gave up trying to play it cool. "When do you want to ... get together again?"


"Later this week?" Krishan sighed and gave her left boob a friendly little smack. "We don't want ... Karun to figure out what we're up to."


"Right." Hansika nodded and pulled herself off the bed. The thought of Karun catching them sobered her up a little. They both dressed, and Krishan led her back to the front door. She could hear Anushka working in the kitchen as they passed the main hall. Hansika didn't know what she'd do if her in-laws caught her. Say she was tutoring Krishan? But no one stopped her, and soon she was driving home with a great big, stupid grin on her face.



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"Hansika , why isn't dinner ready?" Karun dropped his work jacket on the dining room table and looked around the dark kitchen. There was no reply so he walked around the house until he found his wife stepping out of the shower in the upstairs bathroom. "Hansika? Dinner?" He had to admit, even if she was on her way to being a fatty, she looked damn good at the moment.


"Oh, hello, Karun." Hansika smiled at him. In fact, she couldn't stop smiling. "I'm sorry, I'm running a little late. I'll throw something in the microwave." She snatched a towel and dried off.





"Okay." Karun nodded. It was good to see how happy she was to see him, but something about that smile unsettled him. He looked around the bathroom and noticed her little circle of pills sitting under some makeup on the bathroom counter. "I've been meaning to ask you. Are you taking your pills? That case hasn't moved in a while."


"Well, aren't you observant." Her smile faded. "Um ... I switched to a different kind of pill, so I don't need those anymore." Panic set in. She had forgotten to take them. How could she forget something like that? She counted her cycle days in her head.


"Good. Because we're not starting a family until it's time."


"When will it be time?" Hansika finished counting. It might already be time.


"When we're ready." He reached a hand out to her and took her by the wrist. "Dinner can wait, I want to spend some time with my wife." Karun led her to their bed. While they fucked that night, her pussy felt extra wet and sloppy to him. He figured she was just happy to see him.





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"What's wrong, pumpkin." Anushka found her daughter in the main living room. She was sitting on the sofa and trying to read, but it was clear she'd been crying.


"It's just ..." Shriya looked up at her mother with tears in her eyes. "Tharun and I broke up."


"Oh, sweetie." Anushka sat next to Shriya and patted her thigh.


Shriya put her head on Anushka's shoulder and then melted into a hug. Sometimes she just needed a little TLC from her sweet mother.


"Tell me about it." Anushka stroked her daughter's long hair with one hand and hugged her around the shoulders with her other.


"Things were going good." Shriya sniffled. "And then he started acting so crazy. And he said he saw Krish do something horrible. Which wasn't true. And I told him to shove it."





Anushka's blood froze. "What ... um ... what did he say about Krish?" Her hand stopped in her daughter's hair.


"He said that he saw krish having sex in our house with a woman." Shriya wiped her tears on her mom's dress and nuzzled into her side.


"What woman exactly?" Had Tharun  somehow seen Krishan with Anushka. That would be a disaster of biblical proportions.


"I don't know. Does it matter? It isn't true. Krish's a virgin."

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"Did the woman have a veil?" She stroked Shriya's hair, slower this time. "You know, a head scarf?"


"I know what a veil is, Mom. Ileana wears one." Shriya craned her neck and looked up at her mother. "Why do you ask? Do you think Tarun was telling the truth?"


"No, no." Anushka shook her head and caressed Shriya's smooth cheek. She looked into Shriya's eyes and did her best to lie. "Our Krishan would never do something like that. Tarun is a bad apple, Shriya. You deserve better."


"Thanks, Mom." Shriya snuggled into Anushka's side again and sighed. Her tears dried up. "There's plenty more fish in the sea. Right?"


"Right, pumpkin."



~~


A clock struck eleven somewhere in the house. "Before I take care of this." Anushka squeezed Krishan's thick penis. She sat on the edge of the tub in Krishan's bathroom and looked up at her naked son. "I have a question." She didn't mean to, but her hands started moving along the shaft. She could feel his protruding veins under her fingertips. She wanted to keep his focus on the conversation, but it was just such a nice penis. So hard not to play with when it was right in front of her.


"What's up, Mom?" Krishan looked down at Anushka and reveled in the sight. She wore that powder blue corset and chemise for him. She looked lovely. The corset pressed her cleavage together and accentuated her curves.





"Well ..." Anushka looked down at his thing, and then back up to his blue eyes. "Have you been having sex with other women? You promised me that you and Hansika wouldn't happen again, and I trust you. But other women?"


"Um ..." He didn't want to lie. "


"So, that's a yes?" Anushka wanted to take a firm stand with her eighteen-year-old son, but that was hard to do while she pleasured him with her hands. She should have had this conversation elsewhere. But it was a private conversation, and anywhere the two found privacy these days her hands found his monster.


"Sorry, Mom." Krishan nodded. He figured he wasn't going to get in too much trouble, the way Anushka stared at his dick.


"Well, I did say you could try out other women." Anushka sighed and her face inched toward the flared head as she worked him. "Was it a girl from college?"


"No."


"Was it a magic woman?" Anushka knew Shriya's ex-boyfriend had been telling the truth.


"Mrs. Ileana." Krishan put his hand on the back of Anushka's hair, but she resisted his gentle push toward his dick.


"How is that even possible?" Anushka licked some precum off him. "She's married. And ... and everything."


"My winning personality?" Krishan flexed his penis in her hands.





"I'll get you some of those condoms we talked about." She breathed in deeply, his scent was so disarming. "Until then ..." She finally let the pressure from his hand guide her mouth onto his penis. She sucked eagerly. A little while later, she rose, lifted her chemise, dropped her panties, and put her hands on the edge of the sink. "Go ahead, Krish."


"Remember what you said about your butt?" Krishan got behind her.


"Yes, I remember." She grabbed a little bottle she'd brought with her into the bathroom and reached behind her to hand it to Krishan. "Use this oil."


"Why do you have lube, Mom?" Krishan squeezed some out and spread it all over his dick.


"Sometimes, my vagina doesn't respond to your father the way it used to." She felt him place his penis at her rear entrance. She was tense with expectation. "So, your father and I use that oil to ... ow ... ow, ow, ow." She had never felt so invaded and stretched. Her poor butthole strained as he sank into her. She willed herself to relax. "Is it all the way ... in?"





"Almost." Krishan basked in the glorious sight of his mom giving him her ass. She'd told Ganesh never in a million years, and yet she'd given it up to Krishan in a few days. The whole thing was spectacular. "There, it's in."


"Go ... ow ... ow ... slowly, pumpkin." Anushka's knuckles turned white on the edge of the sink. She looked up into the mirror and wondered at the sight of this hedonistic woman surrendering to her infidelity.


"Okay." Krishan accelerated gradually, until he was humping her with about half his normal ferocity. Her butt squeezed his dick perfectly. "How's ... uh ... uh ... that, Mom? Does it hurt?"


"No. It ... ugh ... ugh ... doesn't hurt." Anushka's own words surprised her. But she was correct. In fact, a completely new kind of pleasure had started emanating from her once tight butthole. "Oh, gosh. You're doing me ... doing my ... Oh, my ... It feels good, Really, really good." The Anushka in the mirror looked like a wild harlot, humping her rump back at her own skinny son. Her hair fell about her face and she grimaced as a powerful orgasm swept through her. She knew in the future she'd give him her backside anytime he asked.





They humped like that for a good long while. Neither of them noticed Nayanthara open the bathroom door a crack and check in on them. The woman wore a long nightgown. She watched for a few minutes and then closed the door.

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"Mom ... I'm going to cum ... in your butt." Krishan smashed into his mother with long powerful strokes.


"Yes ... yes ... please." Anushka heard his soft grunts and then felt the first splash of heat inside her. "Oooohhhhhh." She had her third anal orgasm as Krishan unloaded in her. It was pure magic.





When he finished, Krishan pulled out of her with a plop. He watched the cum run from her asshole. "It's beautiful, Mom."


"Really?" Anushka stayed bent over for him, since he seemed to like what he was seeing. "I thought it might be ... gross or something."


"It's perfect." He gave her butt a light slap to let her know he was done.


"Thanks, sweetie." Anushka took off the lingerie, and they got in the shower and cleaned each other off. Then they both returned to their respective bedrooms.


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In Anushka's dream, she fed and fed Nayanthara. She prepped, cooked, and presented meal after meal. The pregnant woman sat at Anushka's dining table and ate but was always hungry for more. Nayanthara would finish a steak, or some blanched greens, dab her pink lips with a napkin, and say, "More, please."


Always more. The larder ran low on provisions. Soon, Anushka would need to go to the neighbors to see what they had to offer. Anushka's bustled dress rustled as she moved hurriedly around the kitchen. She could hear Nayanthara's belly grumble with hunger. Anushka needed to prepare more food. Soon, the whole kitchen shook with Nayanthara's hunger.





"Wake up, Anushka." Nayanthara stood over the sleeping beauty in the master bedroom. She shook Anushka on the shoulder. "Hurry."


"What?" Anushka woke from the dream, shot up in bed, and looked around with wide eyes. The whole bedroom shook. She could hear the metallic rattling of the bedside lamp as a rumbling moved through the house. She saw Nayanthara and automatically pulled the sheet up over her exposed boobs.


"Your children are in danger." Nayanthara's pale face had none of its usual warmth. She looked frightened. "Your daughter caught the interest of Vijay when she allowed that boy inside her. Hurry." She offered her left hand to Anushka and the housewife took it.


"My husband?" Anushka looked over at Ganesh as he snored next to her, oblivious to the chaos in the house.


"Vijay has no interest in him." Nayanthara nodded earnestly even though it was not the full truth. "Come quickly."


"Right." Without thinking, Anushka rose from bed, clasped hands with Nayanthara, and rushed out into the hall. "What do we do?" She could feel the quaking vibrations travel through the hardwood floor with her bare toes.





"Go to your daughter's room, Anushka." Nayanthara led her down the hall. "There is a sachet from the Ileanas by the door. Lock the door behind you and bar it with the sachet."


"What about Krish?" Anushka held her boobs with her free arm as they walked quickly.


"I will protect your son." Nayanthara waddled a bit with her pregnant belly, but she moved surprisingly fast.


"Really?" But Anushka knew it was true. They passed the railing to the grand stairway and a black shadow rose toward them from the floor below. Anushka couldn't spot the shadow's source, but the penumbra had a masculine aspect and a malevolent bearing.


"And she invites the vile seed into her very bed." A dark booming voice called up from below. It was Vijay. "Villainy."


Anushka didn't wait to see the shadow's source. She ran faster. Clad only in her panties, the house's midnight chill seemed to clutch at her bare skin.


"Do not deviate." Nayanthara gave Anushka's hand a squeeze and a little spark moved between them. The women parted outside Krishan's door. Nayanthara slipped into his bedroom, and Anushka lunged up the stairs to the east tower.


"I will drive these sins from you, woman." Vijay's voice followed Anushka.


Anushka opened Shriya's door, stepped through, and locked it behind her. She found the sachet and went to lift it, but it felt like a bowling ball. Heavy footfalls sounded on the stairs outside the door. Anushka bent her legs, strained herself, and dragged the sachet in front of the door. Painting with excursion and fear, she stood there for a moment as the heavy, lumbering gait grew louder and then stopped.


"King David had eight wives." Vijay hissed through the door's solid wood planks. Clearly, he was just on the other side of the door now. The house continued to shake. "And his son, Solomon, had 700 and 300 concubines. They were not men of God." A loud bang rattled the door.


"Oh, no." Anushka turned and ran to her daughter's bed. She dove under the blankets and hugged Shriya close. Another bang shook the door. The house's quake subsided. The presence outside the door grew quiet. Soon, all seemed normal.


"Mom?" Shriya opened her eyes in bewilderment at finding her naked mother under the covers with her. "What's going on?"


"It's okay, pumpkin." Anushka hugged her daughter against her breasts. "Go back to sleep. I'm just keeping an eye on you tonight." She trembled as her fear and adrenaline subsided.


"Okay." Shriya's mind was slow with sleep. It was weird having her mom in bed with her, but it was also cozy. She drifted back to sleep in Anushka's arms.


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The masonry around the fireplace in Krishan's room gave a loud crack as the mansion trembled. Krishan sat wide-eyed in bed. Relief washed over him when Nayanthara walked through his door and closed it behind her.


"Quick, into the fireplace passageway." She moved across the bedroom, her large belly swaying before her. She moved to the fireplace, flipped a switch, and the hearth swiveled open.


"What's going on?" Krishan wanted to ask about her pregnancy, but it clearly wasn't the time. He got out of bed and felt the cold floor with the bare soles of his feet as he raced toward Nayanthara.


"Vijay is cross with your sister." Nayanthara beckoned him, her freckled face half lit with silver moonlight. "But I do not anticipate a confrontation this time."


"Is Shriya okay?"


"Yes." Nayanthara nodded. "I sent your mother to watch over her. Along with one of the Ileana sachets."


"Good. Are we going to the basement again?" Krishan stepped into the black entryway and shivered at the cold. He was glad for his flannel pajamas. He hugged himself tight against the chill that emanated from those secret stairs.


"Not this time, dearie. But don't worry, you'll be safe." She did not follow him into the black. Instead she flipped a switch, and the hearth swiveled to shut him in.


"Nayan?" Krishan felt around the cold stone in the dark. "Nayanthara?" He raised his voice and banged on the wall, but got no answer. There was a faint light behind him. He turned and waited, trying to make out what the light was. After a time, he cautiously walked toward it, one hand on the wall for guidance. He felt each step for the stairs, but they never came. Instead, his toes touched something warm, and grainy. Krishan looked down in confusion. Sand? He looked up and the world was suddenly bathed in warm light.


Stretching out before him, a long sandy beach arched against some unknown coastline. Ahead of Krishan, a wooden bench sat in the sand. A flock of ducks waddled around the bench, quite out of place on the sunny beach. Even more out of place, a man in a tweed suit sat on the bench and tossed bread to the ducks. Krishan couldn't see the man's face. His hair was blond, longish, and combed in an old-fashioned sweep to the side.


"Excuse me?" Krishan walked over the uneven sand, wiggling his toes in the warmth. "Where am I?" Krishan stepped around the bench and looked down at the man.


"You are in the stairway, of course. It's your home." The man smiled up at Krishan with a kindly face. He had deep gray eyes and a noble, if somewhat faded, demeanor. "Which is also my house, not coincidentally."


"Who are you?" Krishan took in the man's finely crafted suit and the brown paper bag of bread crumbs the man held on his lap.


"I am a Day Star. Also called Son of the Morning." Day Star smiled helpfully. He tossed some more bread to the gathered ducks that waddle around. "Such lovely creatures. Do you know their mating habits?"


"No." Krishan shook his head. "I don't think you're supposed to feed them bread. It's bad for their stomachs or something."


"We've only just met and you're already giving me rules." Day Star's smile faded. "Humans." He shook his head. "But I suppose you're right." He folded up the bag and put it beside him on the bench. He then stretched his arms and stood. "Come, walk with me." Day Star had a slight frame and stood a few inches shorter than Krishan. He meandered down the beach.


"What's wrong with rules? Rules are good." Krishan jogged to catch up with him and fell a few feet to Day Star's right. "And I know the Latin for Day Star."


"Of course you do." Day Star nodded. "You're a smart boy. Now, why did you bring me all this way to your secret stairway?"


"I didn't bring you here." Krishan looked up as they passed under some coconut trees. Up ahead, there was a makeshift shelter made from broken fiberglass and wood.


"No?" Day Star shrugged. "Well, since we're here on this lovely beach, we might as well get to know each other."


"Will you answer my questions honestly?" Krishan regarded Day Star carefully. "You have a reputation for ... um ... prevarication."


"That's a very nice way to put it. Don't worry, I love questions, Krishan. And I respect those with the courage to ask them." He glanced at Krishan with an appraising look. "I was banished from my home for asking too many questions. I wouldn't want to be a hypocrite."


"I made the deal with you, didn't I?" Krishan eyed the shelter as they passed. There was a firepit outside half covered in sand. The place looked abandoned.


Day Star laughed, a bright clear sound. "Yes, indeed. Nayanthara is my friend and partner."


"And now you own my soul or something?" For the first time, Krishan felt some fear around this little man.


"No, no, no." Day Star shook his head. "Souls are beyond me. They're beyond Him, too, you know. He didn't create all this like he'd have you believe. He wandered into it. He's a sad little man sitting on a hill, yelling at humanity to love him. Vanity is His biggest flaw."


"Yours too, right?" Krishan stepped a little to his right and walked into the lapping waves. The cool water felt so good.


"Maybe." Day Star nodded. A sad smile flitted across Day Star's face. " I will surely die breaking a rule. But it will be well worth it. There are too many people telling us what to do, Krishan. It is up to us to decide what's right and make what we deserve."


"What do you get out of our deal?" Krishan looked out over the horizon and was surprised to see the reds and purples of a setting sun. It had been midday just minutes before.


"Did you not hear how I feel about His rules?" Day Star arched an eyebrow. "You know, He breaks his own rules all the time. Hypocrisy is easy from atop the hill." Day Star stopped their walk and looked at Krishan. "Our time is up. Nice talk. Thank you for the questions."


"Wait." Krishan stepped toward him. "I have more questions." But even as he said it, the beach faded and he found himself walking out of the fireplace in his room. He looked around, but he was alone. The menacing sounds of Vijay had turned to silence. Krishan checked his door, to make sure it was locked, and then climbed back into bed. He found that his pajama bottoms were wet around the cuffs, so he took them off and tossed them on the floor. He lay awake the rest of the night, thinking about his conversation with Day Star. 


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It was still dark outside when Anushka woke in Shriya's bed. She was under the covers, laying on her side, and felt the most wonderful feeling in her right breast. As she came to her senses, she realized that she was still holding her daughter tightly, and there was a faint smacking sound nearby. Was her ...? It couldn't be. Was her daughter sucking on her nipple?


"Mmmmmmmmmm." Shriya sighed. Her mother's milk was so sweet and warm, she gulped it down as she suckled from Anushka's right boob.


"Shriya?" Anushka cradled Shriya's head in her hands. She was holding her there and abetting this perverted act, but she couldn't let her go. "Not you, too. You have to stop, sweetie." She didn't want Shriya to stop. That would be a terrible loss.


Shriya took her mouth off the nipple and licked the underside of Anushka's boob. "It's just a dream, Mom. Don't worry about it. You don't have milk in real life anymore."


"This isn't a dream." Anushka reached for her other boob and squeezed her own nipple. Her fingers came away wet. "I do have milk. How is this possible?"


"It's magic," Shriya said dreamily. She lowered her mouth and went back to sucking her mom's tit. "Mmmmmmmmmm."





"Oh, pumpkin." Anushka cradled Shriya against her and cooed. Feeding her eighteen-year-old daughter that way was another step in her journey with perfidy, but it felt so right. They cuddled under the covers and Shriya rhythmically sucked. Eventually, the girl's hand meandered across the gentle curve of her mom's belly. "Britt, what are you doing?"


"Mph mmm mph mph." Shriya's words were unintelligent.


"No. You can't." Anushka felt Shriya's fingers slide under Anushka's panties and move past her triangle of hair. "You really can't do ... oooooohhhhhhhh." A new pleasure surged through Anushka as Shriya's finger slipped inside her wet vagina. "Sweetie ... nnnnooooooooooo ..." But Anushka hunched her hips back and forth as the finger worked her.


Shriya spit the nipple out of her mouth, but kept fingering her mother. "This feels real. This isn't a dream, is it?" She wanted to stop, but she couldn't find the will. "Are we ...?" She felt her mom trembling. "Are you going to ...? Then she felt Anushka convulse and squeal and Anushka's vagina contracted around her finger. She had just given her mom an orgasm. Shriya's own pussy was incredibly wet. This was so much hotter than anything she'd done with Tarun. Her mother was so soft, warm, and pliable. She tried to regain her composure. "I'm sorry, Mom." It was an awkward thing to say with one's finger in another's pussy. "I thought this was a dream, and ..." She felt Anushka's delicate hand move inside her pajama bottoms and under Shriya's panties. "Ooohhh, Mom." Shriya shivered as two of Anushka's fingers massaged Shriya's clit in little circles.





"Drink some more, sweetie." With one hand she pressed Shriya's mouth back to her breast, with her other, she stimulated her daughter's clitoris. "Just a little more, and then we'll stop."


"Mmmmpphhhh." Shriya gulped down more milk, and her hand went back to work on her mom's pussy. She inserted another finger. And then another. She plunged them in and out while Anushka rubbed Shriya's pussy. "Oppphhhhh Mmmmoooommmppphhh." Shriya groaned around the nipple in her mouth. Her nerve endings sparked with the first orgasm given to her by someone else. Improbably, her own mother.

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The women fingered each other for over an hour, before they removed their hands from each other's pussies and snuggled in closer together. Shriya went to sleep with her mouth clamped on Anushka's breast, just as she had some eighteen years before. Anushka cooed and shushed her to sleep, cradling her in her arms. She was right back where she started with her daughter. She knew this would have to be one-time thing, but she loved that moment with all her heart.


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Anushka woke just before dawn and snuck out of Shriya's bed as her daughter dreamed away. She tip-toed through the cold room and bent down to move the sachet. It was hard work getting it out of the way, but she managed. She checked outside the door for any looming shadows. The stairs were empty. Quiet pervaded the house.


Naked, but for her panties, she walked the long walk of shame down the hall back to her bedroom. She had somehow corrupted both her twins. At least with Shriya, it wasn't too late to turn back. With Krishan, there was nothing she could do.


The sheets were cold on her side of the bed as she slipped in. She rested her hand over her eyes and could faintly smell her daughter's sex. Anushka moved her hand below the blanket. She was too tired to get up and wash her hands. Ganesh snored next to her, and Anushka closed her eyes. Maybe she would find a way to rein in the relationships that were careening all about her life. Maybe.



To be continued……

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He'll be here soon. And then he's closer than I thought. I hear his cellphone ring outside in the hall and I pull on my camisole and panties and crawl under the covers.




It is only a few moments before he enters the room. My chest thumps with remembrance of our last interlude, knowing that in moments we will be touching again. He can't see much of me... which keeps me settled... but he is looking. I am glad to see him. I'm excited by his presence- the power he exudes. For the past half hour, from the moment I stepped into the hotel room, I have been twitching in pure anticipation. My mind races as he empties his pockets and removes his watch and wedding ring. How will today's episode differ from the last? How will it be the same?

A blush invades my cheeks as he removes his shirt, then his pants follow. A rush makes me hot and cold at the same time as he lowers himself to my blanket-encased body. I can't imagine if I were in love with this man, how entirely the sex would swallow me up... consume me. He kisses me and chuckles as he removes the blanket. He finds my modesty funny since it was only a few days ago that we made fevered love in this same bed. Then he looks at me. Like an infant I reach up and touch his chest, exploring the broad surface, his skin warm beneath my fingertips. A breath escapes my lips as his weight dominates my body.



Our lips find each other's. I have wanted him for days and now we have each other. My legs spread and lift to wrap around him. From toe to nose, we are touching and his tongue is in my mouth. He's an expert in every way. Just this contact, the melding of our bodies makes me wet with desire. My lips vibrate with soft moans. I can't help it... I'm already white-hot. In his arms I feel beautiful and wanted. He thinks I'm beautiful. He wants me. That idea makes me whimper.

I'm putty in his fingers. He could do anything and everything he wants to me, but he takes his time with my body. His fingers trace my breasts through my camisole. My nipples ache in his fingertips and goosebumps blanket my body. He bends over me, licking and sucking my throat. He laps at my pulse as it gets faster.

My clit swells as his hands press up and down my body. He's driving me crazy... he has to know how crazy he's making me. The only senseless thought my brain can think is the single word 'Fuck...' but I'm so hot, I can't even say it. My swollen mouth just moves around the soundless word, my teeth digging into my bottom lip. Helplessly, I clutch him. I need this so bad. I need him so bad. He's the only man that makes me feel this way. He's the only man that has ever possessed me so wholly.



My fingers tremble at his neck but he lifts away, his hands at my sides. 'Don't let me go', my brain wants my mouth to say. But I know he won't... and this keeps me silent. I'm drunk off of the pure lust coursing through my veins. My eyelids float open and I smile at him. He rears up and adjusts himself and in some way undetectable to me, removes his underwear. His hands press at the brim of my camisole and he slides it over my searing flesh. Lifting my upper body a bit, I pull it over my head and throw it aside. He just looks at me... as if I'm a treasure. My eyes drift closed as his hands seize my breasts.



Slowly he massages until I'm no longer a woman but a whore for him. My back is arched. My mouth is open and rough groans issue from my throat. My generous breasts become firm tits. My soft pussy is now a wet cunt in my panties. My round hips buckle, the valley between my legs widens as my shapely legs spread apart on the bed.

Then he stops and I pant with excitement as his large hands press down my belly to my dripping sex. He touches me through my underwear and my love juices soak into the lace. Reflexively, I reach down and gently stroke his cock. His steady hand falters as his cock jumps happily in my fingers. As if to distract me, he presses two of his large fingers on either side of my clit, massaging in long, even strokes. I suck in a sharp breath as pure lightning rips me in two. His touch has sent me over the edge and yet I know it's only the beginning. My hands drop at my hips and I grab on to the coverlet for dear life. 'Again! Again!' my exilarated body beckons. 'God! Again!' I forget to breathe but soon catch up to myself... only to have myself thrust back into ecstasy once more.



His hands steadily work me and my mouth dries out as air rushes in and out of my lungs. Finally he pushes my lace panties aside and presses a finger into me. My whole body trembles and I moan as my muscles massage his thick digit. With a satisfied grunt and a chuckle, he inserts another finger to join the first. Thick liquid seeps around them both as I come again and again. Just as I'm close to cumming again, he withdraws his fingers and slips them into my gaping mouth. Though he means me to suck my own cum from his hand, he holds my mouth open and gently rubs my tongue, letting the juices drip into my mouth. Finally he lets me close my mouth and suck. He seems to enjoy the gentle tug of my lips as my head bobs slightly. I smile around his hand, licking my lips around his fingers. He knows the smile is a promise of what's to come later.

But until then he removes his hand from my mouth and runs it down between my tits and over my stomach to rest above my recently-shaved pussy, commanding every muscle in my body to become tight with anticipation again. I moan happily and reach up to stroke his chest and his stomach until my finger rest on his throbbing shaft. My mouth waters as I wonder when he'll let me suck the cum from him... when I can feel the tight head of his prick in the back of my throat. But the next move is all his.



Again his movements are torturous and expertly executed. He lines himself up with me and enters slowly... just to make me squirm. He could give it to me rough and swift but he's easing into it. My hips buck, beckoning him with each insistent jerk to give it to me faster and harder. But it seems he wants to feel every sensation. It could be possible he has been thinking about this all week since the last time we made love... while sitting at work in his cubicle. How often has his cock hardened at the thought of pressing into the tight passage of my womanhood?

I try to remain calm as he finishes his first slow entry. He utters a string of curses under his breath. I've been flexing my muscles for days, waiting to suck his rigid dick in completely. I want him to feel the flames of hell behind the sin... to feel my desire massaging him from every angle of his cock. It seems to be working. But my concentration wavers as my clit begins to throb, my pussy squeezing him tight. I can't help but moan loud at our oneness. It's all-encompassing to have his raw power pulsating in me. My nearly ripe orgasm lingers and I spread my legs wider to accept every inch of him.

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Suddenly his breath quickens and he lifts my legs, tucks my knees under his arms and withdraws, sliding only the head of his magnificent member in and out. His power over me is unbelievable. In moments, I erupt, my back arches again and I cry out in rapturous bliss. Juices drip out of my slit onto the bed.

"You're so wet," he whispers. I giggle between deep breaths as I relax a little bit. But he won't let me rest. He wants more. Just to tease, he nudges my sensitive nub and my eyes shut again and I smile with a blush.

"I hope your cock knows how to swim." I smirk and giggle a little but he doesn't respond with words. Instead he drives himself fully into me and holds there. It's too fucking good to be holy. I bite my bottom lip, suppressing a choke of surprise. I'm caught up in delirium as he starts to pump me full of his shaft. He gathers me up as our hips meet again and again. My legs wrap around him as his mouth rests at my collarbone. My head is thrown back as he uses me... loves me... with each thrust making me feel more and more like a woman. My fingers tangle in his dark brown hair. He's groaning as if in torment... his arms holding me tight like a straight-jacket... inhaling me like... I'm a drug. And neither of us can get enough.



A thousand deities' names pass between my lips as I peak again and again. With each thrust my sheath clamps down on him. Going a million miles an hour, swimming in an ocean of pure lust, he keeps making me cum. Finally his groans grow louder and his thrusts speed up. I can feel his cock stiffening... readying for the end. Quietly I beg him for it. He may not even hear me but he grants my wanton wish. His rod spasms over and over, unloading his thick fluid into my hungry pussy.

I hold him close, both of us shaking. For a few moments, we simply kiss... unmoving in the dizzy aftermath. Slowly he pulls out of my quivering depths. Streams of hot liquid drip from me, the warmth sliding all the way down to the bed. I revel in feeling so full. He flatters me with his sounds of relaxation. At one time I thought I couldn't please a man... that I didn't have a nice enough body. But he has taken and given so much, that I can't believe that anymore. He whispers in my ears softly... things that make me chuckle... things that make me hug him tight. Besides giving me insurmountable pleasure, he's a sweet person with a good heart. As I doze in and out of sleep, his weight distributed over me like a heavy security blanket, he kisses my neck. It's a wonder that he enjoys me so much. It never ceases to amaze me... that any man should enjoy me so much.



I hum softly at his gentle motions until he begins pressing his lips all over my neck and breasts. Then he begins to nibble and I can't prevent the soft moans vibrating from deep in my chest. It's impossible that he wants more. Isn't it? I rub his shoulders and comb my fingers through his hair and he sits up to take a breath.

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The evidence that he wants me again is slowly rising up from its resting state. I shake my head and smile at him. 'Insatiable', I think to myself, reaching down to stroke him. He seems thrilled by my movement and lies down on his back beside me. Finally my favorite time has come. I lift myself from the bed. The coverlet is disturbed and drenched; the pillows are scattered; the mint-freshened air is full of the smell of satisfaction and urgency. I nudge apart his thighs playfully and kneel in between them. My whole body is shaking, my muscles made of molten lava. I try to regain my concentration and it helps that I'm still fascinated by the newness of his tool.

It's not quite fully erect, but then again it's only been about ten minutes, fifteen at the most. I am still surprised he wants me again, as I'm not used to having sex more than once in a day. But what does it matter what I'm used to? Having sex with him isn't about the old... it's about the new.

I close my hand around him and begin to tug gently. He seems pleasantly aroused. I know he must be feeling sensitive, so I want to ease him into it. I give him a few especially full, long... slow pumps and then settle my mouth on the tip of him. I press my tongue to him all over, waiting for him to groan... waiting for him to want more. Then he gives me the signal I smile as I begin suck on him selfishly. My ego tells me that if there is one thing I do well, it is this. He is not a verbal man, but somehow the way I suck him elicits some words from him, though I can't understand them. Eagerly, I swirl my tongue around the tip and then slide him all the way into my mouth.



"Mmmmmmm." I've wanted this for days, but I don't bother telling him. I think he knows. My black, wavy hair is wild, so I reach back and let it free of the claw-clip there. I throw it into the floor somewhere. A cascade of raven hair caresses his thighs, curtaining my face. Meanwhile his cock has not left my mouth and I go back to the task at hand. I lick and suck greedily at his smooth dick. I take it all the way in and moan as he flexes it in my mouth. His hand goes to the back of my head, making it easier for me to take all of him. I could go for hours, feeding on his exquisite muscle.

Again he is making me hot and my free hand wanders to my soaked pussy, the other holding his shaft so I can lick it all over. In moments I'm moaning and breathing steam on his adamant cock. I tease with my tongue, licking from the tip to lick all over the tight sack beneath. He'll like this, I think to myself alternately sucking on each of his testicles, making wet sucking noises on them.

And he does.

"Come in my mouth," I groan out, my fingers making me contract in sweet orgasm several times over as I feel him coming closer. I suck him into my throat and massage the full length of his shaft with my tongue, kneading his balls vigorously with my hand. His balls get tight as his excitement grows. Mine doubles and then triples. Suddenly he grabs my head and shoves his cock all the way into my neck. He squirts a fresh load of seed into my mouth as I come one last time. I relish the taste, licking my lips before I collapse beside him.



We smile at each other clumsily as if to confirm how crazy our chemistry is. We close our eyes knowing that we shouldn't be together but there's warmth somehow in the fact that we're so magnetically drawn to each other. Almost immediately, I fall asleep and find comfort when he reaches out for me. So wrong... but so right.



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Android

First Test...


Prototype 001's visual augmentations snapped on, allowing him to see the area he had been brought to the day prior.


He was an android. He knew that much of his existence.


He was created through the planning and manufacturing of three women; Shruti Haasan, the advertising manager of a prominent android manufacturing corporation who initiated the idea and therefore managed to stay as a part of the secret project, Kajal Aggarwal, the current CEO of the corporation who greenlit the project, and Rakul Preet Singh, the lead engineer who was pulled from the new line of androids to work on this project.





001, though he had been programmed to go by the label Zero by his creator, scanned the small room to see three women speaking with one another as they stared back at him. Suddenly his audio augments kicked on, allowing him to hear the three women.


"I don't want you to get your hopes up just yet," a  woman with long straight dark hair and a fair complexion stated. That was Rakul. Zero knew her from the first moment that he had been brought into consciousness. She had created him and due to that, she was the first human that he had ever seen or heard speak. She was kind but professional and he found his free opinion-creating functions quite enjoyed her company. "Everything works physically from the small stimuli tests that I've run but he hasn't had his full free will function switched on yet, so I'm not sure what might happen."





"He looks amazing," a woman with fair skin and blonde hair chimed in. She leaned in close enough for Zero to receive her scent through his smell sensors placed within his nostrils. She was wearing a sweet smelling perfume that created a strange surge through the core of his body. "And you say that everything works?"


"Yes, Shruti," Rakul answered with a soft chuckle.





So the blonde woman was Shruti? She was the one responsible for the creation in the first place. Zero appreciated her for obvious reasons.


"So, when can we get the test started," the third woman asked. Zero shifted his eyes to take her visuals in. She appeared to be slightly sexy than the other two women but just as beautiful. Her eyes were sharper as if taking everything in and analyzing similar to what an android would do, but she was no android. Her long light  hair was tied back in a long braid and her ample bosom showed a generous amount of cleavage as she placed her hands on her lap and bent down to look at his penis. "I want to see this thing in action." She must be the CEO, Kajal.


"I've finished preparations with the female android. It was actually quite easy creating her sensual nerve settings for sex organs as opposed to Zero here. We have plenty of women on earth for testing but of course, creating a man was quite a challenge considering that none are still alive to test."





Rakul finished her statement with a laugh, but seeing no positive reaction from the two other women, she cleared her throat and nodded to a door that led to another side of a large window that separated the two rooms. The three women closed the door behind them and Zero felt an intrusion in his mind.


Rakul had plugged into her tablet once again and he could feel aspects of his thoughts shift about as the three women stared at him through the glass.


Zero blinked a few times as his synthetic brain registered what Rakul had just done. She had given him free will. He wasn't compelled to stand in place. He wasn't compelled to do anything. He looked around the room and found a small bed neatly made with sheets pushed against the wall to his right.


He didn't know what was going on. He hadn't received any commands or prompts for this. Rakul had just moved him to this room and turned him on. She had always prompted him before. What kind of test was this?


"We're sending another android in to meet with you," Rakul's voice called from a speaker hanging from the side of the large window. "We want you to be very nice to her."


That wasn't as exact of a command as he was used to but at least it was something. He had to be nice to the android that entered the room. He could do that. He was programmed with a self-expanding AI that could learn and grow emotionally as close to a normal human as possible and therefore being polite wouldn't be an issue.


A few moments later a petite female android stepped through a different door and smiled at him from across the room. She wore a tight-fitting black silk nighty short enough to show off her long legs.





"I am an android created by Rakul as well," she said in a high pitched voice. "I was created with sexual functions to perfectly sync up with your own sexual functions."


"What do I identify you as," Zero asked.


The female android's face twisted into an expression of confusion. She probably hadn't had the chance to question something as little as labels. She looked over her shoulder to the three women on the other side of the glass, who looked almost as confused.


"To be honest," Rakul sent into the room through overhead speakers. "We've been so focused on the creation process that we haven't agreed on a name for you yet."


"I've labeled 001 as Zero," Rakul explained to the two other women by her side. "Maybe for simplicity sake we should call her Amy?"


"Agreed," Shruti stated cheerfully.


"Ok, then," Rakul announced. "There you have it. Zero and Amy."


"It's nice to meet you Amy," Zero started with a smile.


Amy stepped across the floor to stand in front of him and looked up into his eyes allowing him to study her light purple irises that flashed with an inner scanner as she smiled up at him.


"Amy," Rakul began. "Bring Zero to the bed, please."


Amy's hand grasped Zero's and guided him to the small bed. She stopped when there and turned to face him once more.


"Now initiate seduction," Rakul called from the speaker again.


Zero felt Amy's hand slide down his stomach as she stood up on her toes and pressed her soft lips to his. The soft tips of her fingers slid down the length of his shaft, causing his penis to begin to swell into an erection.





"Is it supposed to be that big," he heard Shruti asked breathlessly.


"I engineered his penis to be larger than that of what the average male's penis was but not so large that it will cause serious injury," Rakul's voice answered back. "Remember, you told me to make him impressive."


Amy looked back up from his erection with wide eyes. She gripped his shaft with her hand and seemed surprised that her fingers couldn't touch. He gave her a kind smile in an attempt to not override her emotional patterns into a sense of shock and slid one of his hands down the side of her arm for comfort.





"Amy," Rakul called from the speaker. "Initiate foreplay."


"Do you not have your free will functions on," Zero asked as he stared down at the woman.


"I do not need them for this test," was her response just before she sat down on the edge of the bed and pulled him closer to her.


She slid her tongue up from the base of his cock to the tip as she released her grip. He watched as the female android amy took the end of his shaft into her mouth and slid her head forward. The physical sensations were greater than he had felt in the programming tests. He had felt the firing neurons in his synthetic brain before but only from something Rakul had initiated in the program on her tablet. This was the first sexually physical touch he had ever felt.


And it felt amazing!





Zero reached down and lightly placed his hands on the back of Amy's head to feel the rhythm of her motions. She worked her head back and forth at a faster pace and he could hear the slaps of her lips snap together every time she pulled her head completely back.


"Amy," Rakul called from the speaker. "Initiate missionary."

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Amy pulled back from Zero's throbbing cock and lied on her back as she spread her legs to show off her hairless vagina to him. He glanced from his throbbing wet cock to the petite android in front of him on the bed, and then to the three women who were watching intently from the other side of the glass.



Why were they on the other side of the glass in the first place? Did they think that he was dangerous? Was there a chance something could go wrong with him? What did they expect from him?


"Zero," Rakul called from the speakers. "She wants you. You don't want to keep her waiting do you?"


Zero looked back down at the Amy android to see her looking back up at him.


"Is something wrong," Amy asked in a whisper. "Rakul programmed me to be sexually appealing."


"Nothing is wrong," Zero stated before dropping down over her and giving her another smile. "You are quite beautiful."


"I was created for you," she said with a smile of her own.


Zero pressed the tip of his dick against One's tight pussy and pushed until he felt the moisture of her synthetic cunt stretch around him, shifting the android's smile into an open mouth silent moan of what he hoped was out of pleasure.





He pushed further until his rod was in her entirely. He could feel the warmth of her artificial insides around him as her pussy squeezed him tightly. His slow motion turned into quicker thrusts and Amy's silent moans became more auditory as he continued.


"Her pleasure meters are spiking," Rakul announced in a gasp.


"Did you program her to orgasm," Kajal asked.


"I programmed them both with that functionality. 00.. I mean, Amy's orgasm should almost be spot on identical with human females, and when Zero cums he releases a pheromone that will create a euphoric emotion in humans that will create a temporary feeling close to what we would describe as love." Rakul explained.





The physical speed of Zero's thrusts increased and soon he observed Amy begin to jerk about below him on the bed as she screamed loudly.


His balls tightened up as he continued to pound his cock into her at a rapid pace until he felt something release from his dick and blast into One's synthetic womb. He pulled out and looked down to see a thick white liquid dripping from Amy's pulsing vagina as she stared up at him with wide eyes.


"Very good job," Rakul called from the speaker. "Ok, Amy. Now you can go back."





Amy picked herself up from the bed and began to walk away but Zero felt compelled to do what he had just done again. He tried to stop himself but the urge was too strong. He grabbed her from behind and pushed her head down back to the bed exposing her ass in the air and facing him.


Zero gripped his cock roughly and slammed it back into Amy's cunt, bringing a scream from the android that broke human frequencies and sounded something more robotic than organic. He slammed himself in and out of her with the same ferocity as before but with no build up this time.


"Zero, stop," Rakul called out.


He didn't listen to his creator. He couldn't listen. He had to experience the sensation again and right away.


Amy screamed into the mattress as Zero worked her like a puppet on his cock.







"Shut him down," Kajal shouted. "He's going to damage her!"


Zero's free will system switched off and he found himself pulling out of amy and standing up straight right where he was.


Amy got up from the bed and stumbled across the room and out the side door she had come in.


"Looks like I have some more work to do yet," was the last thing Zero heard from Rakul before his senses were switched off.

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Second Test...


Zero's sensory functions switched on and he scanned his surroundings to find that he was back in the same room from before. He felt different this time. Rakul had been working hard on him. He scanned his database for changes but there were so many and all of them were so tightly intertwined within existing functions that it was overwhelming for him to attempt to pick them apart.


"I hope you fixed the issues," Kajal stated as she leaned in to look into Zero's eyes. "The last thing we need is an assload of lawsuits because our sex droids are banging women."





"It's fixed," Rakul explained confidently. "I added new abilities to his scanning capabilities. It was a lot more work than you would think. He can now read both body language and facial expressions better than any human could ever be able to replicate. I placed a compelling function within his growing conscious firmware to let him know when he should slow down, speed up, change things up or even stop if the need arises. He should even be able to read a woman's sexual desires before she even knows that she has them."



"You can do that," Kajal asked incredulously as she turned her gaze from Zero to Rakul.


"You don't pay me the big bucks for nothing," Rakul chuckled with a proud smile stretched across her face. "Where's Shruti?"


"There was some kind of marketing emergency," Kajal explained with a wave of her hand. "She said she would be a few minutes late. We can start without her and catch her up on the progress when she arrives."


Rakul's smile faded slightly as she glanced over to Kajal and then back again toward Zero.


"What's the matter," Kajal asked, crossing her arms under her breasts and turning her body to face Rakul directly. "I thought you said he was improved and ready."


"He is," Rakul croaked before clearing her throat and continuing. "There is one slight little issue though."


"And that is," Kajal asked, raising an eyebrow.





Zero reached inside his database once more and searched for the changes that Rakul had described to Kajal. He found fragments of his new scanning functions and was able to find the links that connected them. Rakul was an absolute genius to have found such a solution.


"I don't think One will work for the test," Rakul explained as she averted her eyes from her boss. "She doesn't have the sophisticated functions to match Zero's quite yet and due to that complication, Zero won't be able to scan her like he would a human."


"And how do we find a solution to this," Kajal asked in a huff. "You aren't suggesting we wait another month for you to program One to work for the test are you?"


"It would take quite a bit longer than a month," Rakul explained. "For One to be able to function as a perfect fit for the test, she would have to roam in free will mode for years all while exploring her sexuality."


"Years," Kajal shouted. "We don't have years, Rakul. This project has already tripled the budget that I snuck through the books. I'm already having to answer questions that I don't have proper answers to on a daily basis!"


"There is another solution," Rakul said softly, obviously afraid of her boss's wrath.





"Ok," Kajal said as she took in a deep calming breath. "What is it?"


"It could be dangerous," Rakul added shyly.


"Rakul," Kajal growled through clamped teeth. "Just spit it out."


"We could use a human for the test," Rakul stated so low that Zero thought he had misheard her for a moment.


Both women went completely silent as Kajal's eyes slowly shifted from Rakul back to Zero.


Was Rakul truly suggesting that Zero have sex with a human for this test? What if he lost control again? The outcome could be much worse.


"Who," Kajal asked quietly.


"We can bring an intern," Rakul suggested.


"No," Kajal said firmly. "Only three of us know about this project and it is too fragile to risk some loose-lipped girl in here. It will have to be one of us."


"It can't be me," Rakul explained quickly. Kajal turned to regard her. "I have to stay by the tablet in case something goes wrong."


"Are you suggesting that I be your genie pig," Kajal asked drily.



"I'm not suggesting anybody," Rakul protested. "I'm just stating the obvious here, Kajal. I have to be ready to pull the plug if something goes wrong."


"It was Shruti's idea," Kajal stated after a moment of silence. A smile slowly stretched across her lips. "And, after all, she is late."


Rakul's smile didn't meet her eyes as she stared at Kajal. Zero could tell that his creator wasn't too comfortable with pushing such a role one someone without the person even being there to agree on it.


"Sorry," Shruti called from the open door to the side of the room as she rushed in.


She brushed some stray blonde hairs down behind her ears as she closed the door behind her and skipped up to the other women. She wore a short skirt and a button-up blouse that hung tightly to her slim figure.


"Did you fix the emergency," Kajal asked.





"I did," Shruti explained with a huff. "I swear, Kajal. You should give me a bigger budget for hiring staff. The ones you placed in charge of the advertisements for our new line are messing things up really bad."


"I'm over budget as things are," Kajal explained. "And this project isn't helping my relations with our investors as it is. Investors don't like secrets."


"I know," Shruti said with a wave of her hand. "I know. I'm just blowing off some steam. By the way, I'm surprised you didn't start without me."


"We couldn't," Kajal explained, looking Shruti in the eyes. "We needed our test subject."


"Amy," Shruti asked. "What's wrong? Where is she?"


"Not Amy," Kajal explained, a smile stretched over her face.


"I don't understand," Shruti explained.


"Rakul," Kajal stated softly. "Why don't you explain to Shruti what we have been discussing."


Zero found himself scanning Shruti's body language as Rakul told her of their new situation. The woman's posture spoke volumes to him. She became more and more nervous as the three women discussed the necessary steps to finish the tests. Shruti was obviously not too happy about being volunteered for the job and for a moment, Zero thought she would refuse completely but as the women carried on their conversation, he noticed a change in her. It wasn't exactly anticipated or even close. She still moved in a way that showed nervousness and resentment but acceptance was slowly taking over.


After the long conversation, the three women agreed to the task at hand and Zero watched as Rakul and Kajal stepped to the other side of the glass like before.


Shruti stood in front of Zero and looked up into his eyes. She gave him a nervous smile just before Rakul's voice on the speaker caused her to jump a bit.





"Ok, Shruti," Rakul started before clearing her throat. "Call out at any time and I will stop the test. Let me know when you are ready for me to activate free will."


"Please don't hurt me," Shruti whispered to Zero before taking a deep breath and turning to nod at Rakul. "Do it."


Zero felt the chains holding his free will down break and bent his fingers slightly to test it. He stared into the woman's eyes as she swallowed and took a long blink.


"I don't think I have to tell you that I've never been with a man before," she began softly.


"I understand," Zero nodded. "Male humans perished generations ago due to a virus, leaving only females alive."


"Right," she agreed. "And although we have sex toys I have never had one quite as large as you."


"I understand," Zero explained with another nod. "We don't have to do this if you don't want to. The last thing that I want to do is hurt you."


"That's surprisingly comforting," she chuckled softly. "But we do have to do this. If we don't then all the money and time was for nothing."


"Then we shall do it your way," Zero offered, reaching his hand out to gently take Shruti's. "As slow as you desire."


"Come," she stated after a moment of contemplation. "Let's go to the bed."

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Zero followed Shruti to the bed and watched as she pulled her skirt up and down, sliding her panties down to the floor before kicking them away. The sight of her firm ass sent his physical status into a sexual mode and he felt his dick swell into a full erection.


Shruti's eyes opened wide as she looked down at his stiff cock. She reached out and tapped the tip with her finger before jerking her hand back from the sudden jump of his rod.


"I'm sorry," he offered. "I can't control that. The nerves in my penis cause a reaction like that when touched."





"It's ok," she giggled softly. "It was just unexpected."


She reached out again and slid her fingers down the top of his shaft.


"Wow," she breathed as she stared at his member. "The flesh is much softer than I had imagined."


"Is everything ok, Shruti," Rakul's voice called from the speaker.


"Yes," Shruti answered quickly as she looked over her shoulder at the women. "Just taking our time."


"Take all the time you need," Rakul answered back.


"Can I... taste it," Shruti asked, looking up at Zero.


"You can do whatever you like," he answered back with a smile. The truth was, it felt amazing already. He anticipated the contact to go further and from his readings on the woman's behavior, facial expressions, and posture, she was feeling a similar way.


Shruti sat down on the bed and leaned forward until her breath washed over his shaft as she looked closely at him. He felt her puckered lips press against the side before a tiny bit of moisture tapped his flesh as she darted her tongue out for a quick lick.


"Was that ok," she asked as she pulled back from him and looked up once more. "I don't really know what I'm doing here."


"It's great," he assured her with a smile.





She leaned forward once more and parted her lips. He could feel her tongue slide under the soft underside of his penis as she slid her mouth further up his shaft. Her mouth finally met with the curve of the tip of his dick and she stopped once more.


"I'm going to put you in my mouth now," she explained breathlessly. "Please don't cum in my mouth."


"I won't," he promised.


Slowly, Shruti's mouth parted and he could feel the warmth of her as her lips surrounded the head and slid down. He could feel her tongue working down the underside as her teeth barely scbangd the top on her decent. She worked her mouth down until she let out a slight gag and pulled her head back up until her mouth was just covering the tip again.


She gave the tip of his dick a quick puckered kiss before pulling back and looking up at him again.





"How should we do this next step," she asked shyly.


"However you like," he explained softly to her before setting down on the bed next to her.


Shruti looked deeply into Zero's eyes and for a long moment, said nothing. Zero studied the slightest flicker of her eyes, the tiny muscle movements of her face, the way she held her hands to her sides, and the way the corners of her lips twitched into a slightly nervous smile before her thoughts took control over her actions again.


"I'm sorry," she began to whisper to him but Zero had already read in her body language what he should do next. He knew that she would need him to initiate any action to be done and also knew that she needed this test more than her nervousness wanted to end it.


He gently placed his hand on one of her knees and used his free hand to guide her onto her back on the bed. She showed no signs of reluctance as he dropped off of the bed and onto his knees as he pushed her legs apart.


"I'm so nervous," she whispered to him as he pulled her skirt up and stared at her vagina. He noticed hints of moisture on her slit from her excitement of what was to inevitably come next.


"Just lay there and enjoy this," he suggested before placing his lips to her inner thigh.



He switched kisses and small licks as he worked his head up her inner thigh until he reached her pussy. She let out a hiss as she sucked in her breath as his tongue slid across her clit.


It was Zero's first time tasting a woman and he felt neurons fire off in his database as he did so. He could understand her excitement, her desire, and her sexual build up as he began working his tongue up, down, in and out of her.


The woman's legs clamped around his head as he allowed his tongue to slide down from her cunt to lightly swipe over her ass hole. Her hands reached down and gripped his hair as he probed her ass with his tongue a few times before working back up to her wet pussy once more.


"Don't stop," she begged as she twisted her torso from side to side.





Zero could feel her juices alter and found the answer to why in his stored memory bank.


She was about to orgasm.


"Oh, god," she screamed.


The twisting motion of her torso stopped suddenly and her muscles tensed up to the point that she froze in place for a moment before exploding into an almost violent frenzy of twists and squirms.


Her screams echoed throughout the room as Zero tasted her juices as they spilled from her. A few moments later, Shruti's body fell limp as she caught her breath and relaxed her body.


"Wow," Rakul's voice called from the speaker.


"Wow is right," Shruti answered back in a long breath. "That was amazing!"





"Do we stop now," Zero asked Shruti as he pushed up to his feet and stared down at the exhausted woman.


Shruti looked up at him and gave him a sweet smile.


"No," she answered before glancing down at his throbbing cock. Her smile slightly faded at the sight of the size but she managed to force it back as she looked back up into his eyes. "We have to complete the test fully."


"Only when you're ready," he answered back as he sat down next to her on the bed once more. "I want to make sure that you are fully ready."


"Lay down next to me," she said, patting her hand on the spot behind him by her side.


Zero lay down next to Shruti and rolled his head to look her in the eyes. She rolled to her side and pressed her lips to his. Her tongue slid into his mouth and he joined his tongue with hers in a dance as she tasted her own orgasm from his lips.


She moaned as he felt her hand rub down his stomach and gently grasp his dick. He returned the moan as she began slowly stroking him while their tongues remained in motion.


"It might be easier if I get on top," she suggested when she pulled her head back from his. "I can go at my own pace then."


"As you wish," Zero nodded and watched as the petite blonde woman slid one of her legs over his waist and sat up, hovering her dripping wet pussy inches over his rock hard cock.





She lowered herself until he could feel her warmth pressing his rod against his stomach. She narrowed her eyes and chewed on her lower lip as she began slowly grinding back and forth on him. He couldn't sense any nervousness from her now. The only emotion he could find was pure erotic excitement. She was looking forward to what was next!


Shruti reached down and lifted his shaft. He could feel the soft and wet heat from her slit against the tip as she slowly lowered her body a bit more.


She made a noise as he felt the head of his erection pushing into her but she didn't stop. She sucked air in through her teeth as he felt her pussy stretch around him more and more until half of him was inside of her. Her heartbeat pulsed around him. Her breathing quickened. Sweat began to develop in small droplets all over her chest and stomach.


Her eyes seemed to pierce into his as she looked down at him and placed her hands on his chest to brace herself.


"Does this feel good to you," she asked softly.


"This is the best thing that I have ever felt in my short existence," he answered honestly back at her.


It was the truth. Amy had felt good at the time and he had thought that would have been the pinnacle of his existence but Shruti's body felt different. She felt right.


"Same here," she chuckled. "Though it does hurt a bit. I'm not sure I can take any more of you."


"You don't have to," he offered as he rubbed a hand down the side of her face and smiled. "You take what you want. I'm here for you, not the other way around."





"No," she answered back, her smile leaving her face. "I want this for us both."


"I don't want you to hurt yourself," he protested.


"I can't go any further on my own," she went on, ignoring him. "I've tried but I can't bring myself to do it. You'll have to do the rest."


"But..."


"Do it," she ordered, squeezing both of her hands into fists. "I want you to fuck me!"

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Zero was conflicted. On one hand, he wanted to obey Shruti's order but on the other, he didn't want to bring any pain to her. He searched her for signs of reluctance but found none. She meant what she was saying. He needed to comply.


He placed a hand on each of Shruti's ass cheeks and lifted her with him as he stood up from the bed, with her still halfway down on his aching cock. Her eyes opened wide and he could feel her insides pulse quicker around him from the excitement of the sudden change.


"Are you sure," he asked quietly as he looked into her light eyes.


"Yes," she whispered back.


In one motion, Zero pulled her down hard enough to force the remaining length of his erection inside of her, drawing a scream of pain pleasure from her lungs.


"My god," Kajal breathed from the speakers.


"Shruti," Rakul called. "Are you alright? Do I need to stop this?"


"I'm ok," Shruti cried back, still staring deeply into Zero's eyes. "Please don't stop this!"


Zero felt the warmth of Shruti's juices run down his legs as he worked her up and down on his shaft. Her breathing grew more and more rapid with every pumping motion. He could feel her pussy squeeze and release as he worked her on him.





"Don't stop," she cried right before burying her face in his chest. "I'm going to cum again!"


Zero gripped her ass cheeks so tightly that he worried that he would hurt her as he thrust her body up and down but she never made a single complaint. He sped up the motion until Shruti screamed out and threw her body back from his chest so fast that he was almost not fast enough in catching her back with a hand to keep her from toppling to the floor. She began grinding her hips back and forth on his cock so quick and hard that he felt his own orgasm coming on soon.


"I'm going to cum," he warned her.


She was slowing her motions and catching her breath and looked into his eyes and smiled once more.


"Give it to me," she whispered hoarsely. "I want to feel it."


Not wanting to argue, even if he could, Zero shot blast after blast of his hot cum into the tiny woman's womb. His vision grew blurry and for an instant, he feared he would drop to the floor.





"I can feel it splashing inside of me," she cried out in awe.


Zero fell back onto the bed. Shruti pressed her head to his chest, leaving his dick inside of her as it finished pumping out the last few sprays of his cum inside of her.


He laid on his back and felt her heartbeat from her chest and from her tightening slit. The two stayed there for a long time until a voice on the speaker cut through the silence.


"Zero," Rakul called. "Could you go again?"





Zero looked over to the two women behind the glass to see them both staring at him and Shruti in awe. He felt his softening cock begin to swell again but forced it to stop.


"I could," he answered honestly.


"Then why aren't you?" she asked.


"Because," Zero began. "Shruti is tired and weak now. She would not enjoy it as much if we were to begin again so soon."


Zero watched as Rakul and Kajal exchanged looks. Rakul held a confident grin on her face so contagious that even the stern and serious Kajal couldn't stop from sharing.


"We're going to be rich," Rakul stated happily.


"That statement appears to be true," Kajal agreed with a nod.



As the two women looked from each other back to Zero, Shruti lifted her head to look him in the eyes again.





"Thank you," she whispered and gave him a soft kiss on the lips before lifting off of him and pulling her skirt back down as she stood back up on the floor and stumbled back to the door that led to the other two women.

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The Creator's Turn.


Flash.


Zero's visual sensors snapped on for a split second. The time with vision wasn't long to a human but it was long enough for him to take in a vast array of details.


For one, he could see that he was in the small room where he had been for the majority of his existence, as tests and improvements were made to make him closer and closer to a human.



For another, this was the small room where he had seen anything for the first time. He had both seen and heard Rakul for the first time while standing in this very spot.


For that brief flash, he had seen Rakul again. She looked very different to him now as opposed to when he had first been created. He had been through many changes since that day. Those changes included his sexual drive installation within his firmware.


Rakul was beautiful. For that small moment, he had taken her visuals in completely. She was wearing small pink shorts and a shirt so small that he could see her stomach as she had been reaching up to adjust something above her head. Her belly button had been glimmering from an overhead light and he had noticed small lines of sweat running down her stomach.


She must be working hard on something.


Flash.





Another glimpse of the room in front of him showed him, Rakul, staring down at her tablet as she chewed on her lower lip in full concentration. She looked as if she had been grumbling about something but Zero's audio functions hadn't been switched on for that moment so he could only speculate that it had something to do with his firmware.


Buzz.


Zeros audio functions fired off in his skull with static before stabilizing. He heard Rakul displeased grumblings.





"I worked for four years on creating the perfect man," she mumbled. "I slave over making him everything that I would ever want and who gets a first go with him?"


Flash.


His vision switched back on but this time it remained on.


"Not me," Rakul went on under her breath. "No. Couldn't be me. It has to be the one that hasn't done anything to help with the project. And here I am, on my day off, working again."


Zero felt his free will functions shift on and looked at Rakul in surprise. Was she so upset at the moment that she hadn't even realized that she had activated him?


With one small step, Zero approached the woman from behind and took in her scent. She smelled frustrated, angry, and jealous. Could she be jealous of Shruti for having sex with him first?


He lightly brushed his hand down the side of her arm, causing her to leap away and spin, slamming her back against the wall as she stared at him with widened eyes.





"I'm sorry," he offered with a forced smile. "I didn't mean to frighten you."


"How did you activate," she asked in a breath, not moving from the wall.


"I don't know," he answered honestly, stepping back to give the frightened woman some distance. "My senses came on and then free will was activated. I thought it was something that you had done."


"Maybe I did," she said, visually calming down. "I could have triggered your senses when I was crossing your data streams. Sorry, I didn't mean to overreact that way."


"I understand," Zero explained with a shrug. "I surprised you all."


"How much did you hear," Rakul asked after a moment of thought.


He could see a slight shift in her stance that clued him in on her nerves. She was worried about him hearing her complaints. But why? Was she afraid that he would tell Shruti of her thoughts or was she afraid that he knew her desires for him?


"Not much," he began to lie but something felt heavy on his thoughts. Was it his conscience? "I heard you complain about Shruti having me first."


"I didn't really mean it," she sighed. "I'm just upset that I had to come in on my day off. I was at the pool when the thought came to me."





"What thought," he asked.


Rakul stared at him for a long moment in contemplation before moving from the wall and approaching him. She held up her tablet to show him the screen and began shifting her fingers across the surface to move objects around.


"I built you with the most advanced hardware that exists. No android has half of your abilities. You look and feel more human than anything out there. Actually, other than the fact that you're a man in a world with no living man, you would pass as a human to any eye. The problem is that you are made out of entirely new hardware and therefore, I have to create everything within your expanding firmware myself. I came up with an idea to where I can give you advanced vision and hearing. So advanced that you could see and hear things that no human would ever be able to. I was floating on my back at the pool when the idea of how to make that happen came to me and I knew I had to come down here to begin work on it or I would forget half of what I thought of."


"Did you succeed," Zero asked.


"You tell me," she said with a smile.


Zero focused on the room and listened intently. Just when he was about to shake his head, he heard something rhythmic. A soft pumping sound. He focused on where the sound was coming from and was surprised to discover that he was listening to Rakul's heart. A smile spread over his face and he heard Rakul's heart begin to beat a little faster.


"I can hear your heart," he explained.


"See," she said happily. "It did work!"


Rakul was so excited that she ran up and wrapped her arms around Zero in a tight hug. He stretched his arms around her and returned the gesture as she giggled.


The touch and heat from Rakul's bare stomach on Zero's limp cock caused it to begin to swell slightly. 



Rakul stepped back and looked down before looking back up into his eyes with an open-mouthed expression.


"I'm sorry," he offered, feeling a bit embarrassed. "I didn't mean for that to happen. It's just your touch and you're so beautiful. It's difficult to not react."


"Thank you," she said with a shy smile. "And don't worry about it. You can't always control it. You're programmed to be more human than android in that manner. I'm flattered."


The room went silent long enough for Zero to hear Rakul's heart begin to race as her posture altered to represent her hidden desires. She wanted him. She wanted him to go to her and initiate things. He gave her another smile as he stepped back to her and leaned in, placing his lips to hers.


Rakul's eyes opened wide as their mouths touched and for a moment, Zero thought that she would pull away, but instead, she wrapped her arms around his once more and pushed her tongue into his mouth as she hopped up and wrapped her legs around his waist. Zero's cock grew into a full erection as it pressed against the bottom of the women's shorts. He could feel the heat of her vagina through the thin material as she moaned.


"I can't believe this is finally about to happen," she said quickly between kisses. "I've wanted you for so long and that only increased when I watched you and Shruti."





"I can't tell you how excited I am to have sex with you," Zero answered honestly as he slid one hand under the elastic of the beautiful woman's shorts and further down between her asscheeks.


Rakul grunted as Zero's middle finger pressed against her puckered asshole.


"You want me there," she asked breathlessly as she leaned back from him to look him in the eyes. "You want to fuck me in the ass?"


Zero honed his senses and focused on Rakul. Her heart was pounding in her chest and her breathing was rapid but it wasn't through fear. She wanted him to fuck her in the ass!


"I don't want to hurt you," he explained but she was already shaking her head.


"We'll go slow," she offered. "It will hurt either way but if we go slow then the pleasure will outweigh the pain."

[Krishan202]

"Are you sure about that," he asked.


"No," Rakul said with a nervous chuckle. "It's just a theory, but there's only one way to find out."


With that, she stepped her bare feet back on the floor and dropped to her knees. She gripped Zero's cock with both hands and looked up at him while she ran her tongue from the base to the tip in a single motion.





"I want this so bad," she pleaded. "Will you give it to me?"


Zero dropped to his knees to face the woman and nodded before spinner her until she was facing away from him and pulled her shorts down to the bend in her legs. She began to pull her shorts the rest of the way off but he planted his face between her asscheeks and probed her asshole with his tongue, sending her flying forward, pressing her belly to the cold cement floor.


"Oh my god," Rakul moaned as Zero worked his tongue up and down her ass, occasionally slipping down to her soaking wet cunt for a taste. "It feels even better than I expected!"


After a long moment of tasting her, Zero straddled her legs and laid his thick rod between the woman's firm asscheeks. She tightened her cheeks to clamp his member between them as he rubbed it up and down, moving the tip closer and closer to her tight hole with every motion until the end was slipping against it.


"Remember," Rakul whispered back at him. "Slow and steady wins the race."





Zero pressed his enormous shaft against Rakul's protesting ass and pushed slowly, applying more and more pressure until the head forced its way inside.


"Holy hell," Rakul screamed through clenched teeth and Zero stopped pushing to allow the woman's body time to adjust to the sudden intrusion.


He felt something touching his balls and glanced down to see that she was fingering her pussy as the head of his dick was pulsing in her ass.


"More," she begged. "Give me more!"


Zero pushed a bit more and felt Rakul's ass give more room as he stretched it open with his rod. She growled as he continued his slow descent.


"Are you okay," he asked once his cock was at the halfway point inside of her.





"It burns," she cried. "But it feels so damned good! Keep going!"


Zero pushed more and more until his entire cock was inside of the woman's backside.


"I'm gonna cum," she screamed suddenly and her ass tightened around his cock, cutting off circulation, as her body exploded in motion.


Rakul's fingers worked furiously inside of her own cunt as juices splashed out onto the concrete.


Zero began pulling his cock from her ass slowly but she reached back and placed a hand on his hip.


"Fuck me," she cried. "I'm not done."





He had pulled his cock about halfway back out of her ass before she had caught him so he began slowly pushing back inside of her.


"Faster," she shouted.


He picked up his pace until he was ramming his dick deep inside of her ass over and over again, causing sounds of his flesh slapping against her flesh to echo in the tiny room.


Rakul stretched her arms out and pressed the palms of her hands against the floor so hard that her hands were turning white as he worked himself in and out of her asshole with more and more speed.


"I'm cumming again," she screamed as her body began convulsing as it had before.


Zero felt her asshole tightening around his cock as she climaxed for a second time but he didn't stop his pounding this time. He could feel his own climax coming on strong and didn't want to slow the release. Luckily, Rakul didn't seem to mind. Her screams were of pure pleasure as he worked her.





"I'm about to cum," he warned.


"Cum in my ass," she growled, turning her head as the side of her face slid back and forth on the cold floor. "Give it to me!"


Rakul didn't have to wait long, for Zero's cock swelled up soon after and he slammed it deep inside of her and held it in as it exploded inside. She screamed out once more as she felt the pressure of his hot juices splash inside of her ass.


He collapsed on top of her back as he felt her heart pounding around his cock as her asshole continued to protest the intrusion.


"Oh my god," Rakul gasped over and over again as she caught her breath. "That was even better than I had expected."


"It was for me too," Zero admitted.


After a few moments of lying with each other in silence, Zero pulled his softening dick out of Rakul's asshole, causing her to jump slightly at the feeling of the sudden emptiness where his thickness had been.





She reached down and pulled her shorts back up before rolling over and setting up on the side of her ass to look at him with a smile stretched across her face.


"I can feel your cum leaking out of me," she giggled. "I guess I'll need to take a shower and change before someone sees a dark spot on my new shorts."


"I'm sorry," Zero offered.


Rakul crawled to him and placed her lips to his in a long and passionate kiss.


"There is absolutely nothing to be sorry about," she said as she gently rubbed her hand down the side of his face. "Nothing."


"Thank you," he said.


"Wow," she laughed. "Thank you!"


"You are my masterpiece," Rakul told Zero.


The two were sitting on the floor across from each other as they carried on a conversation that stretched from one random subject to another. A small pause in the discussions was quickly followed up by Rakul's proclamation.





"How so," Zero asked.


Rakul was quite beautiful. Her long, dark hair was pulled back into a ponytail, showing off her angular face and dark brown eyes that seemed to never lose their excitement. Her long and muscular legs shined from the single small light hanging above them as they sat in the small workroom where they had just had sex for the first time.


"Nothing like you has ever been created before," she explained happily. "You are one of a kind, Zero."


"There have been plenty of lines of androids created in the past," Zero protested with a wave of his hand. "Other than my sex function, what could be different?"


"You are alive," Rakul explained with a matter of fact tone. "Every other android ever created is made to 'feel' alive but they don't have the ability to freely grow their abilities."


"Freely grow," Zero asked, confused.


"I designed you to be able to function solely on your own," she explained as she leaned toward him. "You have the capability to expand your own knowledge without updates from humans. Every other android on this planet has to be updated by the input of a human."


Zero stared at Rakul for a long time while lost in his own thoughts. What could that mean for him? What could that mean for Rakul? From the data imputed in Zero's mind, he knew that humans liked control. Anything out of their control scared them.


"I'm not sure the rest of mankind will share your enthusiasm about an android that can work independently from humans," he warned.


Rakul frowned for a moment and chewed on her lower lip.


"That's why you're special," she explained. "If we get approval to go ahead with the line of sex-androids then I will have to design them with blocks in their minds. I can't give them the freedom that you have."


"I understand," Zero said with a nod. "That is probably a wise decision."


Zero, being an android himself, couldn't deny the dangers of mass production of free-thinking androids running around the world. How long would it take for there to be an uprising of androids waging war on mankind?


"That is also why you can never tell anyone about the gift I have given you," Rakul warned. "Not even Shruti or Kajal."


"Your secret is safe with me," Zero offered with a warm smile.



"I knew you would understand," Rakul said as she leaned into Zero and pressed her lips to his.


Their kiss was cut short by the sounds of high-heels clicking on the hard floor. The steps were getting louder as the woman was walking down the hallway to the closed door that led to the small workroom that Rakul and Zero were setting in.


Rakul had just enough time to stand up when the door swung open, revealing Kajal.


"Rakul," Kajal asked as she stepped in. "I thought you were off today."


"I am," Rakul explained with a huff. "I thought of another adjustment for Zero and didn't want to wait until tomorrow to make it."


"Did you make it," Kajal asked, focusing her eyes on Zero.





"I did," Rakul answered proudly.


"Then you should go enjoy the rest of your day off," Kajal ordered more than offered. "Tomorrow is going to be a long day. We have another test to do."


"What test," Rakul asked, shocked. "I don't have anything on my schedule about another test tomorrow."


"I'll explain it to you in the morning," Kajal said dryly.


"Okay," Rakul huffed. "Don't fill in the lead engineer about the test on the project that she created."


"It will go fine," Kajal snapped. "And even if it doesn't, that's why it's a test. We will fix it."


"You mean I will fix it," Rakul said.


"Exactly," Kajal said in a slow and dangerous tone. Rakul picked up on the tone and didn't put forth any more arguments. She turned and started to walk out of the door.


"Rakul," Kajal called, stopping the dark-haired woman at the doorway. "Shouldn't you turn him off?"


"He's fine," Rakul stuttered a bit with her answer at first but continued a bit stronger. "He's in maintenance mode. He's still operational but perfectly safe."


"Have a good day off then," Kajal said and closed the door behind the other woman when she walked out.