Adultery Anthology of a Slut Shanti

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Ch.  01



Shanti was one of the few women in his life whom Kamesh did not deliberately set out to seduce.Their affair was surprisingly spontaneous and, later, it seemed remarkable that it had not happened sooner.She was a born slut who fucked men at her convenience and need, a contemporary.

It was in the midst of a particularly brutal divorce wrangle, piquantly on a charge of adultery, that they became lovers.He was at her house late that night, working over the papers for the next day's trial. She lived alone in a sprawling old top-floor flat in a quiet, tree-shaded lane in a suburban neighbourhood once affluent and prestigious, now slowly going to seed.

She had one husband who was more a man-servant, impotent Sridhar.

It was a two-bedroom apartment with a large terrace and and the doors of the bedroom were wide open.

A fan whirred overhead. Kamesh sat in a comfortable wicker armchair, papers on his lap, files scattered over the floor, his half-moon glasses on his nose, utterly absorbed. Shanti sat cross-legged on the bed, checking cases from a huge pile of books at the foot of the bed.

She glanced up at him, and her heart skipped a beat. He was so handsome, with that hard, yet gentle face, those sharp, piercing, yet infinitely tender, dark brown eyes, the square jaw, the hard nose, the lean looks, the immensely powerful body. She took in the breadth of his shoulders, the astoundingly savage V of his torso, the strength in his arms and legs. Her body tingled as she stripped him mentally. His shirt was open low now and she noticed that his chest was broad and hard and deeply cleaved and quite hairless.

His hips were high, the waist narrow, and she noticed, looking down the V of his shirt, that his belly was hairless too, and hard as a washboard. There was not a roll of fat in it as he bent over the papers on his lap. She could even see his small, dark, prominent nipples, stretched wide apart on either side of his massive chest. Feeling intensely horny, she returned to her books.

A few weeks earlier, she had jettisoned her last lover, a sturdy eighteen-year old with unusually impressive sexual skills, when he proposed marriage. She wanted no such ties in her life, not yet anyway. In her typically gentle fashion, she fucked the youth relentlessly till he was drained and then quietly ended the relationship.

He left with a smile, no regrets and a standing over to return to her bed whenever he liked.

Since then, she had fucked her father in law Arjun and his brother Ramesh, to sate her powerful sexual appetite.

They were good, but she craved variety; someone younger, stronger, better.

Desperate, she had taken two of the sons of Ramesh, Barman and Chandru, as lovers. They fucked her superbly, but their visits were far too irregular to be satisfactory. Kamesh finished with the papers. He stacked them neatly and, tying them into their folder, tossed it aside with a sigh. He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes wearily.

"Okay, that's it. Enough." he muttered.

She shut her book in relief. She hadn't his capacity or endurance. She smiled at him.

"Thank god," she said.

"What for?"

"I thought you'd never finish."

"I haven't," he chuckled. "Just wait till tomorrow!"

He rose to go and she had to quell her disappointment. She got up off the bed.

"Okay, *ciao* love, see you tomorrow," he murmured.

"Kamesh. Wait."

She put her hand on his arm and he turned. Her face was turned up to his, and their eyes locked. He felt a sudden jolt hit him as he looked at her. She was quite lovely. Her hair was dark and silky with a superb sweep and a wave, parted slightly to one side, framing her firm-chinned, oval face. Her nose was a tad beaky, but on her it was perfect. Her lips were full, yet delicate, and she had a bright, alluring smile. Her eyes were dark, lined delicately with *kajal*. She had a good line to her jaw. Her skin was tawny, like wheat, and she had a few delectable beauty spots on one side, and an inter interesting little scar near her left eye.

Her fingers and toes were shapely.

Her body was short and slight, yet slender and well-filled. Her breasts were high and firm, the belly tender and flat, though not hard, the hips nicely widened, the legs and arms smooth. She was wearing a simple *churidar* and *kurta* outfit of some semi-synthetic material that clung to her curves like film.

Their eyes locked. They were standing very close. Her lips parted slightly. He could see the white of her perfect teeth. She felt her body flush with excitement.

His head bent to hers. Her lips parted, and he felt her breath warm and sweet on his face. Their lips met, brushed, fleeting, then met again, in a long, delicate kiss. He drew her lip between his and sucked and gently she slid her tongue out between his lips, probing his mouth. Her arms wound about his thick shoulders, fingers entwining in his hair. Her body smelled musky with the sweat of the day, his was tacky and manly.

His hands slid up from her waist to her breasts. He felt them swell and grow hot and turgid in his hands. He squeezed gently, rolling the fleshy mounds in his hands, and her nipples, stubby and hard, popped out hard through the thin cloth. He realised that she didn't have a bra on. He flipped open the buttons of her *kurta*. They went down low, almost to her waist and he pulled it wide. Her breasts were perfect: large and firm, with a nice thrust and slope and a good cleavage. He slid his hands under her blouse and she arched her head, eyes fluttering shut, gasping softly as his expert hands caressed her nipples.

"Shanti ..."

"What," she murmured.

"Tell me ..."

"What?"

"Is this ..."

She understood the unasked question, and debated whether to answer, not knowing what his reaction might be. Finally, she shook her head, looking him straight in the eye.

"No," she said softly, "it's not my first time ..."

He arched an eyebrow in genuine surprise, and she smiled.

"Good," he murmured, smiling. "That's a relief."

Kamesh's lips met hers. She flicked open the buttons of his shirt, caressing his wonderful, hard, smooth, deeply muscled chest and belly, wondering what his prick would be like. He tugged at the draw cord of her *churidar* and it puddled about her feet with a sigh. She had nothing on beneath. He cupped her cunt, her fuzz neatly trimmed and found her already damp with excitement. His hands returned to her breasts, already swollen, the nipples hard in his fingers.

He kissed her face and tongued her ear gently. She murmured in pleasure. He lifted her *kurta* and drew it off her head. She kissed him again, her tongue hungry in his mouth. He caressed her soft mound, wetting his fingers in her juices and caressing her breasts. She shivered in pleasure. They moved to the bed and his lips trickled down her throat to her chest.

Shanti whimpered as he lapped at her rigid nipple. Her fingers twined in his hair. Her nipple was erect and it quivered in his lips. He fondled her other breasts, gently teasing the first, making her groan softly.

He squeezed her breasts together. His tongue flickered across one nipple, then the other, then the first again. Slowly, he drew the luscious mound into his mouth and sucked on it, teething the nipple, rasping it against his teeth and palate, flicking one with his tongue, the other with his fingers. He moved to the other and she groaned loudly, her body hot, her pulse racing, her face arched back, a vision of lust.

He slid lower and instantly, her legs spread open for him. He dragged his tongue down her belly, through her navel, nuzzling her pubis, her thighs, sliding down her legs to her feet, sucking onher toes, licking her soles, sliding up again. Shanti gasped and thrust her moist cunt up, the cunt-lips unfurled, her clitoris gorged and stiff. He pushed his face between her thighs.

Shanti hissed as his hot breath seared into her cunt, and then whimpered and gasped as his tongue followed, flickering like fire in her cunt, flicking her clitoris this way and that, his lips pressing in to suck her clitoris. He nibbled it gently and her hips jerked up savagely, her hands on his head, pinning him to her musky loins, her cunt juices streaming now . Her head jerked from side to side, and she panted and gasped with lust.

"Ohhhhh Kamesh yes ... OHHhh uhhhh OHHH yes yes yes ohhh god yes ohhhhh uhhh OHHH!" she moaned.

He stopped suddenly, just short of her orgasm. He turned her over onto her front and bent over her, kissing the nape of her neck, nuzzling her sweet smelling, silky hair, teasing the gold chain around her neck, trickling his tongue down her spine and the curve of her hips and buttocks, teething them, prising them apart to rim her dank, puckered anus with his tongue. Shanti gasped and he thrust his hands under her chest, crushing her swollen breasts in his hands. Her hard nipples quivered in his fingers.

Kamesh paused to admire the delectable curve of her naked body as she lay on her front before him, her slender legs spread wide, her face on its side on the pillow, eyes closed, hands hugging the pillow. Her silken hair was awry now. He bent his face and she shivered in delight as his tongue slid over her naked heels and soles and toes again, his lips parting to gently suck on them.

Slowly, he rose up higher, his tongue slithering up one naked leg, his fingers tracing the line of the other, teasing the backs of her knees. He rose higher still, over the backs of her slim thighs and they shook at his touch. He kissed her buttocks, and her hips quivered under him, as his fingers fondled her inner thighs tenderly. Gently, he parted her buttocks.

"Kamesh ... please ... go on..." she muttered, deeply aroused.

Smiling to himself, he prised them open further and she gasped, her head rising, mouth parting in a wide 'O' of delight as his tongue flickered gently against her anus, probing the dank, puckered flesh. He slid his fingers and hands under her thighs. Her hips jerked up, her thighs spreading. Panting with excitement, she plunged a hand between her legs and spread her cunt-lips wide for him with her fingers.

"Kamesh ... tongue-fuck me again," she gasped.

Chuckling, he slid his head lower and she gasped, crying out as he pushed his tongue up into her wide, gaping cunt once more. He rolled his tongue inside her cunt and her finger arched up between his lips, flickering between his mouth and her cunt, his tongue dancing around her finger and her cunt, her finger rolling inside her cunt, her hips grinding round and round. She gasped, veering towards a climax.

He stopped her short again. He ripped off his trousers, taking his cock in his hand. He began to masturbate quickly, and she looked over her shoulder at him and gasped at the size of his gargantuan penis. His cock became hard and stiff, hungry for her. He bent over her,deciding that if she had been fucked before he could as well fuck her from behind right way, take her nice and slow and deep. He pressed his cock against her buttocks, sliding it lower, and her fingers curled about it with the confidence of an able lover.

"Ohmygod!" she gasped.

"Seen bigger?" he chuckled.

"Only ...only in a dream ... Oh God Kamesh ... I want it ... I want it inside me!"

He drew her hips higher. Holding his erect tool in his hand, he slowly squeezed his huge cock-head into her. She gasped, rising onto her forearms, hands clenching the counterpane, then ducked her hand between her legs to spread her cunt-lips wider apart.

"More ..." she gasped, "Put it all in, Kamesh ... I want all of you in there ... God ... Kamesh, please ... hurry ... fuck me ... quickly .... shove it in OH uhh OH uhh Oh yes Oh god yes Oh yes oh god oh god OH GOD OHHHHHuhhhhhhh YES YESYESYES!"

Grinning in delight, his mind soaring, he skewered her cunt slowly, thrusting his cock slowly into her, the thick-veined, hairy shaft rasping against her inflamed clitoris, pranging her belly deeply, making her shudder and moan and cry out at the enormity of it inside her. She thought it would surely tear her in two and come ripping out of her throat .

Kneeling behind her, he waited till she caught her breath. His huge cock was embedded deep in her cunt, and its incredible heat made her cunt boil, her body flame with lust. She moaned. Her head sank between her arms, then rose in ecstasy, her eyes closed, and she bit her lower lip. Her hips began to move, slowly at first, round and round, churning her cunt with his huge pestle, then faster and faster, and back and forth. She rocked on all fours, jerking her cunt up and down on his lance with shuddering cries, pulling up till only the top of the big cock-head was inside her,then pushing heavily down again. Faster and faster she went, moaning and keening desperately. Finally, he began to move, sliding his hips back and forth in a heavy, steady, demanding rhythm, forcing his penis as deep into her cunt as he could, moving faster and faster, his thighs and balls slapping loudly against her buttocks, his head arching in delight. She was good, very good, her cunt hot and wet and tight as a drum.

"Ohhhh uhhh OHHHHH uhh OHHHH uh OH OH OH OH OHHHHHHH!" she went.

He paused and held her still and she waited as he spread his legs and pushed her down onto her front, her face on side on the pillow. He rose over her, knees astride her buttocks.

"Oh god Kamesh ... fuckme..." she gasped, her mouth open. "Keep fucking me!"

He began to move again. His body corded with strain, his belly drew in. Hands on her buttocks, he stroked smoothly in and out of her cunt, keeping her pinned beneath him. Faster and faster he went, till his cock was running in and out of her like a piston, pumping furiously up and down and in and out, the huge cock thrusting in, jerking out, thrusting in, jerking out, pile-driving, glistening, dark, hot, throbbing, squelching and rasping into her cunt.

Shanti moaned deliriously.

She orgasmed, mewing and crying out, spasming and jerking, clawing at the counterpane. He continued to ram-fuck her from behind, plunging more and more deeply into her, his hips pounding against her buttocks. He sensed the end of the orgasm and slid smoothly out of her.

"C'mon bitch ... now gimme some head," he grunted.

Panting, hot, streaming with sweat, still deeply aroused, Shanti turned and bent before him as he knelt on the bed. Kamesh watched as she took his cock lovingly in her hand and began to jerk him.

She bent forward, parting her lips to swirl her tongue over his cock-head. He jerked her head forward and she took him deep into her mouth. He gasped. Her face distended, cheeks hollowed, she began to suck him hungrily, her head bobbing rapidly back and forth, up and down his sticky shaft, licking it, kissing it, sucking the cock-head and shaft deeply, lingering his balls, suckling them one by one, caressing her face with it, all the while fondling her own breasts. He felt his spoot roil up hot and he groaned, fucking her face with delight, moving her head back and forth to suit his pleasure.

"Come on, cunt ... on your back!" he commanded.

She went down onto her back and once again he took her, this time leaning over her, his hands bending her thighs up, her knees hooked over his shoulders. She reached down to guide his cock into her cunt. He went into her smoothly, quickly, fast, running his lance into her in one skewering thrust. Shanti cried out, the

breath driven from her body and arched hard under him, his balls thumping against her buttocks, her body folded up in half.

He fucked her hard, pumping his hips up and down, his buttocks rising and falling furiously, rapidly, his huge cock sliding in deep.

"Yes yes Ohhhh god yes fuck me ... fuck me ... fuck me Kamesh ohhhh yes!" she cried.

"God ohhhh god ohhhhh yeh ohhhh uhhh OHHHHH yeh yeh YEHHHH uhhhh OHHh god yes!" he responded.

Her body jerked and rocked under his, their bodies hot, streaming with sweat, the fires rising in their loins, commingling, his huge cock rasping into her, squelching in,stretching her cunt-lips to their fullest, filling her to the brim. Her hands were on her jiggling breasts, squeezing and rolling them in an erotic frenzy, and she cried out for more, her voice rising in pitch and volume, her hips bucking at his, her cunt spasming and clamping hot and tight on his enormous dick, his huge cock rasping against her gorged clitoris, pounding and stroking in and out like a mechanised trip hammer, till she exploded once more, and then again and yet again. At last, he skewered her deeply and lingered, quivering inside her, his hips twitching and thrusting at her cunt, his cock throbbing and burning fiercely inside her sodden cunt.

He flung his head back and growled like an animal and she felt the quicksilver slugs of his spoot spurting into her in a hot, endless flood.

Gasping, his magnificent body streaming with sweat, Kamesh slid down onto Shanti, his enormous cock still inside her. She realised with a start that it was still rock-hard. She felt it throb and quiver inside her, felt the ooze of more jizz. She moaned her surprise and pleasure, tonguing his ear lasciviously, grinding her breasts under his hard chest.

"Fuck me again, lover ... fuck me again," she murmured hoarse voiced.

"With pleasure," he chuckled.

He swung over onto his back and took her on top of him, straddling his lap, her knees bent and folded under her buttocks, her cunt impaled deeply on his pole. He kissed her slowly, fondling her heavy, turgid breasts, examining their superb contours with his expert fingers, marveling at their perfection. The gold chain with its pearl pendant swung against his chin. She rose, her hips grinding heavily against his and pressed her breast to his lips.

"Suck it ... suck it Kamesh," she moaned.

He flipped his tongue at the rigid nipple, making her gasp, her head snapping up, mouth open in delight as he flicked the nut hard breast tip. He scbangd it across his teeth and gums, across the roof of his mouth, pinching and tweaking and twirling the other nipple, squeezing and kneading the fleshy mounds.

She began to move in excitement, rocking back and forth, up and down, her breasts and the gold chain jiggling heavily, her cunt rising and falling on his cock, going up a good eight inches, then slowly slithering down deep again, impaling itself on his penis.

Kamesh held her hips and began to move her up and down in a steady rhythm, lifting her high, easing her down, his own hips moving now in a motion that matched hers, his hips rising as hers fell.

"Ohhhhhh uhhh Ohhhh Kamesh Kamesh Kamesh Kamesh yes ... ohhh god yes yes yes ... ohhh uhhhh ohh ma uhhhh Ahhhh uhh Ahhhh uhhh Ohhh uhhhh yes ohhh yes ohhh uhh ohhhh yes that's it ... ohhh god yes ... do it Kamesh ... do it ... mmm, yes ohhh uhhh ohhh yes!"

Her head was tilted back, her face a vision of lust, her lips parted, the nostrils flared, the perfect teeth bared. She hissed as he slid his fingers under her buttocks, a thick finger pressing insistently at her anus. She yielded and cried out as it slid in slowly, wriggling and jerking inside her.

"C'mon bitch ... take it ... mmm, yeh ... ohhh yes take it slut take it all ... ohhh god yeh ... take it ... take my cock, cunt ... take it ... ohhhh yeh Mmmm yes ... god, yes ...!" he gasped in unfaked delight.

He took control now, and began to move with her, bucking up heavily under her, tossing her on his lap, heaving with his powerful hips and loins.

She cried out as his cock pranged deep into her, her hands on her breasts, at her cunt-lips, flicking her clitoris, reaching back to cup and squeeze his balls, then going back to her breasts to crush and maul and knead the fleshy mounds in frenzied excitement, her head whipping from side to side, her lovely hair tossing wildly, the gold chain slapping and thumping on her chest, her body shining with sweat as she cried out louder and louder, exploding at last in a shattering orgasm, her cunt spasming uncontrollably on his enormous battering ram.

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Quickly, he rolled her over again onto her back and took her rapidly once more, thrusting furiously in and out of her body for several minutes, making her moan and cry out. Her body jerked and snapped and rolled hard under his thrusts. He levered her legs wider apart and pumped and piston furiously in and out her cunt.

Her head jerked from side to side, her breasts jiggled and bounced under thrusts. She came again, her cunt convulsing frantically on his monstrous penis. He groaned and plunged deep into her, his head arched, his teeth bared in a rictus of lust. She squeezed his buttocks, forcing his cock deeper into her, clamping her cunt tight on his cock and he gasped and exploded again, shooting thick hot wads of gunk deep into her flesh, bridging the gulf of fate.

"That was good," he murmured a few minutes later, as they lay together, their limbs entwined, caressing each other tenderly. "I'm pleasantly surprised."

"For God's sake, Kamesh," she replied, squeezing his penis "I am a woman you know, a perfectly normal woman, with normal desires."

"So I see."

"Then what is it that surprises you?"

"Your skill. Your love of sex."

"I told you I'm not a virgin."

"Who was it? Who was your first lover, babe?"

"How does it matter?" she protested.

"Just curious."

"Only that?"

He grinned wryly. "Um, well, all right, not really. I find it sexy to know."

She sighed, then grinned. "Okay. No harm telling you, I guess. I lost my virginity at nineteen - not to a stranger in Madras a friend of my father. Aryaman around 40 that time, he was very good, loved to suck my dirty pussy and ass. Then there was a college friend's Pankaja's brother, Priyank. Then my neighbour's husband Anuj. Then I had an affair with another neighbour, Rahul, even though he was married. and his younger brother, Ritesh. I had several affairs in College, I still sleep with some of them regularly. My father in law made me a mother, Sridhar is impotent and his brother Eayapaan is another regular, sometime both enjoy me together but my favorite are my nephews, Dinesh and Suresh, they like butt-fucking me, sons of Eayappan "

Kamesh stared at her.

"Are you upset?"

A grin creased his face and he began to laugh.

"Not at all, lover. Quite the reverse, in fact. Give me an experienced lover any day."

"My sister Chitra Vaishali used to say that."

"Vaishali? Rahul? Dinesh?" He paused, his eyes narrowing.

She looked at him puzzled. "Why, what's the matter?"

They hadn't bothered to close the bedroom door.

Shanti's neighbor Rahul, stood there now, watching them and smiling. He was happy for her. She was a dirty sexy promiscuous slut, a great ride, and deserved better mounts than she'd had of late.

This man was a thoroughbred. He watched as she slid down and took Kamesh's penis in her mouth. He knew how good she was at sucking cock, how well she did it.

She would make him happy. And that pleased her neighbour.

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Ch.  02


Shanti had a very intimate relationships with men who were either boyfriends or husbands of her colleagues or women friends – she had this adept penchant of luring seducing and making these men fall for her hook line and sinker and drain them completely – much to the chagrin and many times divorce and in one unfortunate case where both the woman and the man committed suicide.

Her latest conquest was Kamesh – husband of Aruna – her colleague at the Bank – Sridhar was in the same branch and he introduced Aruna and they happened to visit them one evening and it was love or should we say lust at first sight – both Kamesh and Shanti knew the impact their mating eyes were having the mating organs and it was a matter of time – he would add his name to her innumerable lovers and partners in conjugal bliss – Shanti had lost the count – last time she counted was Khalid a few months ago – he was her 24th victim and later she just lost the interest to count – she was more interested in the event and not the participant.

A few days after that evening – Kamesh dropped her home and Aruna was in the car – and this continued for some time – every time Shanti will come home, Aruna innocently entrusted the task to Kamesh and soon it was alone – only the two of them, and after a few weeks – she asked him to come home but he will remind her he had to reach early or go to work or some other issue and delayed the dropping at her house, he also wasn't sure of Sridhar – and it was in one of the bouts with Aruna when he came to know that Sridhar was incapable to take her fire out between the legs and this emboldened him and he decided that next time he will accept the 'invite' and make himself available.

Shanti could sense some change in him the very next day and make out his excitement and decided not to let him drop her – she wanted to torment him, her instincts and knowledge of sexually aroused 'animals' told her, he was ready but she wished 'procrastination' and that was her style – It was a Tuesday one week when Shanti came to Aruna's place and was startled to find Kamesh -- Aruna's husband.

The two saw each other and the message was clear. Both gave the same signal to each other of course knowing very well that it was not possible. Shanti knew it had to be made possible -- this was the chance to get even with the mistress of this house. She could clearly see that the couple were very close and looked like it was a perfect harmony in the family unlike her own -- which was all turmoil.

Months passed and Shanti would meet Kamesh at their place -- and it was no secret that the man was secretly masturbating immensely thinking of the Tamil slut. Of course he was also not in knowledge of her true dark side. One day -- Shanti decided to bite the fruit a bit and knowing that he was at home, came early and took the younger daughter Ayesha in her arms and asked her, " Hi Ayesha uhmmmmmmaaa, you are so sweet, you are smelling, not taken a bath yet? No problem even I have not -- I do not like to take a bath so early" and all this in the safe distance of Kamesh to hear who got an instant hard on when he heard this conversation. In fact it was followed up by Ayesha coming and laughing at the episode and asking our dear Shanti to have a bath in their house.

Shanti did have the bath but not before Kamesh had shagged three times in that one hour before she took her bath and all this while she would deliberately pass by him while he was on the dining table taking his breakfast or standing near the door taking his coffee only to let her sweat odor make it extremely difficult for the stud to hold on, he wanted her badly but how -- he knew she was taking him up the spike but was scared if it turned around him and made him look shafted. He finally left for work that day hoping one day he will hit the sack with her naked body in his arms. He already was fantasizing a lot of course all unknown to Aruna mostly during the bouts in the night.

In the darkness when he was squeezing his dick into her pussy, our man would dream he was fucking Shanti.

This hide and seek continued -- and though they did not go beyond this titillation and tormenting game Shanti knew it was going to happen soon when she will have him around her pussy begging to fuck but wanted it to be the day of revenge, cultivated pay back.

One day Aruna asked Shanti if there was a housemaid available in her knowhow – she was pregnant and needed help at home – Shanti saw big chance and promised help. Ina week or so – she got her sister Chitra to convince the steno at work Veronica who was vivacious and slut of the the third degree to accept this role – the plan was to seduce Kamesh with Veronica and make him their slave – Shanti was vicious and planned different with varied men – and this was her method of putting cocks to her use.

Veronica arrived and duly got introduced – she took a 2 month unpaid leave from work to do this dirty deed and had no compunctions – she was looking forward to the ultimate seduction and roll in the bed naked with Kamesh – dusky and extremely well chiseled Veronica was a slut of very high beauty and sexy features, she had fucked more than 15 men and all on duty – she did not have time for love only sex – and for her own pleasure, she fucked her brother, cousin and her brother in law and his father – once she fucked both together when the sister was out of town.

The stay began and very soon Veronica started to have her effect on the man – she would wear demure and extremely traditional clothes but would not lose opportunity to let a few slips here and there and let low cut revelations – sleeveless armpit smell permeate and many a time when Kamesh would come to the kitchen deliberately – slip the 'chunni' purposely and hum some sexy tune – giving him all right signals.

Today – she chose well – he was back home after his shift and it was two full hours before Aruna would return, Ayesha was still at college and he came back from work emboldened – wanting to sink his prick into the dusky woman – he wanted the silky moist woman to give him the 'forbidden' pleasure – he had yet to taste a woman besides his wife and this was his opportunity.

Humming to herself, Veronica selected a cassette and popped it into the stereo deck. She adjusted the controls and a popular number began playing, with a steady, insistent beat. Snapping her fingers, mouthing the words, jigging in tune to the music, she crossed to the bank of closets. Kamesh's view was obscured by the open leaf. She closed it, her arms full of clothes and dumped them on the bed at the far end of the room, directly opposite the door. She flipped open a box of chocolates from the bedside table and popped one into her mouth.

There was a dressing table with a full-length mirror at the foot of the bed. She stood in front of it and quickly unbuttoned her long black *kurta*, pulled it off her head. Kamesh gasped behind the door. He could see hear naked back, the black bra straps. She tugged at the draw cord of her *churidar* and it rustled to her feet.

Her panties were very small, lacy, black, sexy narrow at the back, giving him an unimpeded view of her lovely, firm, curved buttocks with the enticing dark cleft between them. She paused, her back to him and ran her hands down her flanks, squeezed her buttocks. Humming, she turned sideways, looking at herself in the mirror, and then turned around, facing them, looking over her shoulder in the mirror at her buttocks. Now he had a glimpse of her full frontal. His penis bounced erect.

She had a lovely oval dusky face with a pointed chin, a slim, straight nose and slightly flared nostrils, small, cutely stuck-out ears.

Her face was small and delicate, that, from some angles, it looked like her cheeks were plump, but even that was really cute. Her cheekbones were high. Her eyes were lovely, large, brown full of magic. Her lips were light and full and her teeth were white and strong and even, the left incisor slightly chipped an attractive irregularity.

Her skin was like gold, smooth and clear, firm as a gbang. Her hair was dark and tumbled about her shoulders or flounced in a sexy pony tail or was coiled up neatly high on the back of her head. Her neck was superb, an exceptionally long, slender, graceful column under her firm, pointed chin. Her arms and legs were nicely turned and slim, with attractive ankles and wrists and slim fingers and toes, beautifully shaped and arched.

Her breasts jutted out, full and ripe and high, like succulent fruit. Her belly was dark in colour, firm and flat. Her bra was very pretty, with thin straps and tiny cups that only just covered her nipples, leaving most of the luscious globes bare. He could see the points of her nipples and the dark shadows of her aureoles through the fine material. Her panties were so small that they barely covered her slit, and tiny dark hair crept from either side of the V. Kamesh groaned as he watched her.

She paused and reached behind her with both hands to unhook her bra. Her chest thrust outward and her breasts strained at the confines for a second, and then she slipped the straps off her rounded shoulders and her breasts bounced free. She tossed the bra into the pile of clothes at the foot of the bed and then, hooking her hands in her panties, rolled them down and kicked them aside. Kamesh stared at her naked body in mounting desire. The dark triangle of her cunt mesmerized him. As he watched, she bent to pick up the discarded clothes and carried them to the laundry basket in the corner. She dumped them in it and strolled back. Kamesh watched her breasts bouncing.

She stopped before the mirror, right in front of him. He could see her front in the reflection quite clearly. Reaching up, she coiled her hair into a knot high on the back of her head, accentuating the sweep of her neck. The gold chain glistened on her flesh.

Then she paused and smiled at her reflection. She looked at her teeth, grimacing, turning her head this way and that. Then she stopped, and he saw her eyes sparkling with mischief. She held her palms between her breasts, the outside edges touching, palm to the tip of her little finger and slowly weighed and lifted her breasts. Gently, she began to thumb her nipples. Moistening her finger with her tongue, she rubbed her nipples and aureoles.

Her nipples stiffened and she pinched them gently, tweaking and twirling the hard stubs. Kamesh saw her breathing get shallower and more rapid, the tensing of her body the parting of her lips the flaring of her nostrils all the unmistakable signs of sexual arousal. She squeezed her breasts in her hands, the flesh squeezing between her fingertips and arched her head, her tongue arching lasciviously over her upper lip. Outside, watching her,Kamesh groaned and pulled his erect cock out of his jeans and began to masturbate slowly. He pressed his eye to the keyhole again.

She was still fondling her beautiful breasts. Veronica knew Kamesh was watching her. He had been doing this for some weeks now; she had led him to it, satisfied when she saw the dark eye glittering at the key hole, Kamesh was tall and dark and muscular, with a finely chiseled face and strong features. His eyes were deep-set and dark, his nose fine and straight, his mouth lean and wide. His shoulders were broad, his chest cleaved and muscular and hard and his belly was firm and flat.

His waist was narrow his hips were high and buttocks taut. His arms and legs bore thick bunches of musculature. She knew his body was lean and tough, his torso smoothly hairless. She had often watched him as he came out of his bath in his shorts and nothing else, toweling his thick, tousled hair. His nipples were small and dark and pulled low and wide on either side of his heavy pectorals. All said and done, Kamesh was one sexy hunk, as good as Kenny or Harry – her two lovers, one her bot friend, the other his friend, who had no regrets in sharing her in bed.

Over the past week or so, Kamesh's lust for her body had become overpowering, and he could not take his eyes off her. He watched as she continued to fondle herself, squeezing and massaging her gorgeous, full breasts. How he wanted to feel them, take them in his hands, sense their weight and fullness, feel the stiffness of her nipples in his fingers, watch her pleasure as his hands, not hers, moved over her irresistible flesh.

He gasped softly. In the room, With lot of encouragement and training and all allowances from Shanti who was braining the fuck with Kamesh, Veronica smiled wantonly at her reflection and slid a hand down to her crotch. Kamesh watched her face crease in pleasure as she teased her cunt-lips open and rubbed her finger along the slit. She gasped and her hips lurched, her buttocks writhing and twitching. Her mouth fluttered open and, slowly, she slid a finger into her cunt. Gently, she masturbated before the mirror, moving her finger in and out of her slit, twisting it round and round, while her other hand fondled her visibly swollen breasts. She gasped softly and her hand moved faster in her crotch, her wrist pumping back and forth. Her hips twitched and lurched, rocking and jerking back and forth, and her fingers were frenzied on her breasts. Kamesh groaned in despair.

She deserved better than her fingers; she deserved a cock, a big, thick cock in her cunt; a cock like what he possessed, which was waiting to lodge itself in the dark folds of the sensuous pussy hole.

Veronica kept masturbating and, as he watched, leaned forward on an outstretched arm, her hand on the dresser counter and spread her feet wide. Her buttocks splayed open and Kamesh had an unobstructed view of her puckered anus and her unfurled cunt-lips with her slender, shapely, elegant finger arched into it, rocking in and out, in and out. In the mirror, her upturned face was a vision of lust, her mouth a wide 'O'. Kamesh pumped his cock eagerly, moaning and gasping. In the room, Veronica's body rocked back and forth and he saw her pendulous breasts jiggling and bouncing, saw, too, the expression of delight on her face and her finger, wet and sticky, darting in and out of her tender cunt.

Abruptly, she stopped and rummaged in a drawer in her cupboard and pulled out something. Kamesh gasped when he saw that it was a vibrator, he expected her to use it as a dildo, but she surprised him yet again. Her chest heaving with excitement, her eyes glassy, her nostrils flared, Veronica moved away from the mirror. The bed had a carved wooden head-board and a matching, slightly lower foot-board. There was a decorative mirror above the bed, too. The ends of the foot-board bore carved wooden knobs, raised high, just below groin-level. Kamesh watched pop-eyed as she mounted the knob, spreading her legs on either side of it, one foot on the bed with her knee deeply bent, the other on the floor, her back to him. Slowly, she eased her cunt down onto it, and in the mirror, her face spasm with lust and her head arched back and her mouth jerked wide open as she sank her cunt onto the knob. He watched her moan, heard her voice, soft and husky and sexily sibilant and she gripped the vibrator and forced her cunt deeper onto the pillar. It disappeared into her flesh, the entire knob and part of the supporting cylindrical shaft. Whimpering, she rocked slowly back and forth, her cunt impaled on the wood. Moaning, she leaned forward and gripped the carved fretwork. Kamesh saw her buttocks flex tight, open, flex again and then she was fucking herself slowly and heavily on the bedstead, her buttocks writhing, swaying rocking back and forth, up and down.

Her face turned, her eyes half-closed, her mouth open sensuously and her tongue swirled in an erotic arc over her upper lip. How he longed to fuck her mouth, feel her suck and lick his raging erection. His fingers were sticky with gunk.

On the bed's foot-board, Veronica gasped and moaned, rocking her body back and forth. The knob and shaft glistened with cunt-juice. Her cunt ran up and down the shaft, and her hips swirled, her cunt churning itself with the knob. She caressed her swinging, pendulous breasts sexily. The gold chain around her neck rocked back and forth. Groaning, she fumbled for the *vibrator, slowing her motions, she paused to uncap a jar of cream and dipped the narrower end of the apparatus into it. Pulling it out, she smeared it slowly and then her hand went between her buttocks and Kamesh saw her anoint her anus and understood what she was going to do and his jaw dropped in shock and astonishment.

Moaning, Veronica leaned forward again and shuffled her feet further apart. Holding the bed-stand with one hand, the *vibrator* in the other, she stretched a hand behind her buttocks and pressed the lubricated tip of the rod to her anus. He saw her pause and then her arm flexed and she pushed the *vibrator* into her asshole.

Her head snapped up and he heard her cry. "OHHHHHHHHHH ma unhhhhh OHHHHHHH!"

Her fingers tensed on the fretwork. Her face convulsed and spasm in a contortion of excitement. Her buttocks lurched and writhed and sank deeper onto the upright pole and knob. The hand behind her began to move slowly, rocking back and forth, pushing the tip of the *vibrator* in and out of her anus.

At the same time, her cunt slid up and down the bedpost. Faster and faster she went, moaning, gasping, rocking and lurching. Her breasts jiggled and bounced and he saw that her nipples were nut-hard. Her hand rocked behind her back, moving the *vibrator* in and out of her anus faster and faster, deeper and deeper.

The gold chain around her neck looked sexy, slithering on her tawny breasts.

With a shuddering gasp, she had an orgasm, her back bowing inward, her face jerking up and contorting with lust, the hand behind her back tensing, pressing the *vibrator* deep into her anus while her cunt sank deeply onto the bedpost. On and on it went, and she moaned, gasped, her chest heaving till it gradually ebbed. Slowly, she slid the *vibrator* out of her anus and gingerly lifted her cunt off the bedpost with a shaking moan.

She flopped on the bed and lay across it, her hips at the edge, her feet on the floor, her chest heaving. He could see her cunt-flesh clearly, for her thighs were spread wide. Moaning, she caressed her breasts again, and her hand slid down her body to her cunt and she slid her finger sensuously up and down the wet slit. Kamesh thought the sight of her dark, wet cunt against her slender, bejeweled finger was incredibly erotic.

At last she rose and smiled to herself. It was a satisfied, sensual, wanton look, her eyes glittering with pleasure. Kamesh saw that she was sweating, beads of perspiration dotting her upper lip and coursing between her breasts. She went into the bathroom, leaving the door open. Her breasts bounced as she walked.

The bathroom was positioned so that her every move was reflected in the mirror above the bed outside, or the one above the dressing table and so fully visible to Kamesh at the keyhole. He watched her on the toilet, douching herself carefully and then she went into the shower, humming to herself. Kamesh watched as she bathed and shampooed.

When she soaped herself, her hands roaming her breasts and buttocks and thighs, lathering her crotch, Kamesh saw her smile again in pleasure. She plucked the hands shower from its bracket in the wall and adjusted the spray to a hard, drumming, spurt. She ran it over her breasts and he saw her nipples harden.

Then she spread her legs and, arching her head, directed the jet into her slit. Kamesh watched her move it closer to her cunt-lips. Finally, she had it jammed to her cunt-lips and with her other hand she turned the tap up full.

The water pressure must have been terrific gauging from her reaction for she gasped and her hips lurched and her head snapped back and she moaned wantonly.

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Again she squeezed her breasts in excitement as the water drummed and hammered into her cunt. Her hips twitched and jerked back and forth. She clenched the shower-rod and gasped and her face contorted in a rictus of pleasure, her head arching back, falling forward, rolling from side to side as she moved the water-jet around in her groin.

A few minutes later, she emerged from the bath with a towel wrapped around her waist, her torso bare. Her body glistened with water. Absurdly, there was a big, long carrot on her desk.

Taking it, she turned and advanced to the door. Kamesh froze, terrified that she might fling it open and catch him. Instead, she stopped and slowly dropped her towel. Her cunt was inches from his eye, just on the other side of the door. His vision filled with it. He stared at it greedily, longing to plunge his now throbbing penis into it again and again, to feel its heat and wetness and tightness.

On the other side of the door, Veronica parted her cunt-lips and he saw clearly the tender bright cunt-flesh, the hard stub of her clitoris and he longed to suck it, nibble it, taste the juice that seemed to flow still for the flesh was wet. She lay on the floor on her back and spread her legs wide, lifting her feet to the wall on either side of the door beyond which Kamesh knelt, gasping and gaping. Now she was right in front of him and he was looking between her split legs, straight down at her unfurled cunt.

Veronica smiled wantonly at the door, and, holding the carrot, inserted it slowly into her cunt. Her arms were stretched and her breasts bunched between them. Kamesh gasped. Slowly, she began to masturbate, moving the carrot in and out of her cunt. He watched it grow wet and shiny with her cunt-juices. She murmured in pleasure and her hips lurched and rocked and her body rocked gently back and forth. She moved the carrot in and out of her cunt, round and round. Licking a fingertip, she moistened her aureoles and caressed her breasts sensuously while her other hand kept working between her legs. On and on she went and finally exploded, gasping and mewing, her hips arching and lurching upward.

Slowly, she slid the carrot out of her slit and, with a lascivious grin, began to nibble on it.

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

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

Kamesh did not get her that day, both chickened out and did not push for the forbidden pleasure and it had to wait for another day,



A few days later – he had just come back from work in the afternoon and Veronica was feeling sexy and they were alone -- neither Aruna or Auesha were there today, and Shanti was out of town. She lay in bed, masturbating gently and unhurriedly with a large, long white radish. She slid the vegetable gently in and out of her cunt and ached to have a real penis in her flesh. If only there was a man available ... realisation hit her suddenly and she stopped. Kamesh, she was here to get him taste her pussy.

Of course. Kamesh was available. He was in the house, and they were alone, and she had been tormenting him long enough. It was time to act. Veronica's pulse quickened.

Abandoning the radish, her heart racing with excitement, Veronica got up. She knotted her hair quickly behind her head and, for a second, debated what to wear. Looking around, she spotted her tennis gear, and grinned in delight.

If it worked for Kenny, it would work for Kamesh. Quickly, she slipped into her white cotton T-shirt and short tennis skirt, deliberately abjuring all underwear. She braided her hair and, holding her shoes in one hand, her racquet in the other, she twirled before her full-length mirror. The T-shirt was translucent and her breasts and nipples and aureoles were clearly visible. Her breasts bounced as she moved and she thought it very erotic.

Bending over, she smiled at her reflection as she saw her skirt slide up her thighs and reveal her buttocks and naked cunt beneath. Perfect. Kamesh would not be able to resist.

He was in the hall, sprawled on the floor working on the laptop computer when she entered and dumped her sports bag on the sofa seat. For a moment, she looked at him with a rush of pleasure. He wore a tight white vest and skimpy shorts and his body looked gorgeous. He looked up at her and she saw the swift intake of breath.

"I'm going to the shop, want something" she murmured, eyeing him lasciviously.

He stared at her and nodded slowly.

She turned her back and bent forward at the waist over the back of the couch to pick up her bag, her feet spread apart. Her skirt slid up, high over her hips and she heard him gasp when he saw her naked buttocks and thighs, the puckered darkness of her anus, the bewitching fuzz of her cunt. With her legs spread, her cunt-lips opened slightly and he could even see the tender flesh within.

She paused for the merest fraction of a second, letting him have a good look. There was no sound, utter silence. The fingers on the keyboard fluttered in the breeze from the fan. Veronica didn't move. Suddenly, she gasped. Kamesh's hands slid up her legs and over her buttocks. She wanted to turn and look at him, but held herself back. A soft rustle, a snap and then she bit her lower lip and felt dizzy with excitement. His cock, thick, long, hard, throbbing, pressed between her buttocks and thighs, moving to her cunt. Veronica tensed, trying to gauge its size. The heat was intense and overpowering. It pressed to her cunt-lips. His hands pushed her T-shirt up under her arms and roved over her breasts. They were hard and swollen with excitement, her nipples erect. She held still.

And then the heat of his cock burst into her cunt and she cried out, her head snapping up, her face contorting in an explosion of pleasure. His penis surged powerfully into her flesh and his fingers crushed her breasts. Veronica dug her fingers into the upholstery and moaned, her head jerking up, her mouth opening in a wide 'O' of lust. She felt a rush of joy ... she had him now! The young man flexed his buttocks and his hot, hard penis drove deeper into her cunt. Veronica gasped and cried out, her cunt contracting and convulsing frantically on his penis. Kamesh groaned in excitement.

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

Kamesh fucked her hungrily, rapidly, hard. He pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her cunt and then began to rock his hips swiftly, running it greedily in and out of her flesh. Veronica gasped and cried out, rocking back and forth under him. His cock felt wonderful, better than she had hoped. It was hot and hard and it mashed her gorged clitoris in its passage. Faster and faster he went, plunging into her sodden cunt-flesh. Veronica began to orgasm helplessly. Kamesh gasped, flinging his head back, holding her hips and jerking her cunt up and down on his shaft, squeezing her swinging, swollen breasts feverishly. His cries rang in her ears, obscene, guttural.

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

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

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

He drove deep into her with a rasping cry, ramming himself into her flesh, making her cry out and, buried deep in her spasm cunt-flesh, his buttocks twitching and flexed taut, his cock throbbing furiously, he came.

Veronica moaned in joy as she felt the sharp sting of his sperm in her cunt-flesh. jet after jet of jizz spurting into her hot slit. Slowly, he eased out of her.

Veronica stayed bent over, panting and gasping, her body burning with lust. At last, she straightened and turned to face him. His face was grey with tension and nervousness, fear of the consequences of what he had done. Veronica smiled slowly, seductively and, stretching out her hand, pulled him to her.

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

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

"There's something you should know," she said, her lips fluttering against his. "I've been waiting for this a long time. I am been wanting it teasing you for quite a while now."

Kamesh's eyes widened in surprise and disbelief, though he did think she was setting him up but for what – he was not so much a hunk, there was something missing – a code he must crack.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Veronica's eyes dancing with lust. "Yes," she breathed. "Fuck me, Kamesh."

"Like a whore."

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

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

It was wonderful. Kamesh was imaginative, controlled, hard-bodied, skilled, not quite as good as Kenny, but better than Shankar.

Veronica started to have orgasm repeatedly as he fucked her mouth, her breasts, and her cunt repeatedly in a variety of positions.

When he licked her slit, he did at length, with exquisite delicacy of touch and she went wild with excitement, gasping and thrashing and writhing, crushing her breasts erotically, her body jerking and lurching as though under a man's thrusts.

Veronica couldn't get enough of it. When he stopped, she groaned and flung herself at him, burying her face in his crotch, sucking his cock furiously.

He groaned and exploded in her face, making her moan as the hot seed splashed into her mouth and over her face and breasts. He fucked her again, slowly and deeply on her back on the living room floor, his penis gliding in and out of her cunt, then faster and faster till he was ramming furiously in and out of her flesh.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Want some excitement?"

"This is exciting."

"More exciting."

"Like what?"

"I want to fuck the woman who has sent you here, she you and me together."

She froze and then smiled, her eyes dancing with excitement.

"How do you know she put me on you to fuck me, now that you seem to have cracked it, I was waiting for you to tell, one of these days.She craves for you though and put me here to try you out "

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Ch.   03


Veronica did her bit and Kamesh was in the net completely – Shanti was walking back home that evening along with Aruna when they heard a honk, only to find the Zen and Kamesh in it, Shant I sat at the back while Aruna slid next to Kamesh – " Drop me home and take Shanti to the Mall, she needs to buy something, I wanted to go with her but am having a split headache, will have Veronica give me a hot cup of ginger tea."

Shanti slid into the passenger seat after Aruna left – "Take me home "

Kamesh smiled and looked towards her, she looked straight and was not willing to make any eye contact - "So you set up Veronica?"

"And you enjoyed the treat I bet – she has updated me, Want to hear some of your episode recordings – she kept her phone on with me while your sexercise calisthenics was at its peak"

"Listen to this – this is in your voice " she was coquettish in her looks at him and her eyes were piercing – they looked like striking rays to his dick which was rising in the enclosure inside the jeans.

"I bet. You ever had a cock in your cunt and ass?" he was telling Veronica.

"At the same time in me you will be one?" Veronica had smiled at him.

"Yeah, I will be one of them sure" he quipped.

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

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

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

"Nah. The broads love it. I know a woman, Does it all the time. Even takes three, one in her mouth as well."

"Oh god, Kamesh!" Veronica moaned.

"What say, bitch? You game?"

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

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

Back to the present in the Zen, Shanti stopped the voice player on the phone and looked at him – "Now tell me, are you a normal or a maniac – sex maniac?" and laughed. "Wolf or Bear "

Kamesh dropped her home and did not do the obvious which she was wanting, he decided to give her a skip and retuned home. He was not keen to mix up issues so soon, one Veronica for now was enough and he did not want to complicate things, he had settle this issue of Shanti holding the strings on Veronica and he called her out to the parking and while she waited down, he taxied around for some time around before coming into the building parking and found her at his spot – parked and asked her "Why did allow Shanti to spy on us and let her possess evidence on our escapade? We need to trust each other if we have to continue otherwise leave the place right now and give some excuse to Aruna"

"Either way – I cannot escape Shanti – she is the one who manages my escort business – I am a whore and work as an escort, I don't have any other job so this is not going to work either way, I can minimize the impact on you and from now we can be more discreet and allow privacy to our affair – will think on what to tell her" frankly spoke Veronica.

Veronica was instructed by Shanti "slide him into complete debauchery, he should come panting for me after he has been drenched in your sluttish holes"

Veronica dressed carefully for the occasion, in a knee-length gown in black cotton. It had broad shoulder straps and a square, button-down yoke in front that was closely contoured to her chest. She left the buttons undone so that her breasts were squeezed together by the tightly configured cloth to form a deep and tantalizing cleavage in which her gold necklace nestled. The back of the gown dropped low to just above her buttocks. She wore no underwear and her hair was coiled in a cute bun behind her head. The gold chain glittered on her honey skin. She looked bewitching.

He came out of the door and held her and turned her around and slapped her "How long will you torture me like this" and his cock was all over the place "COME ON, Veronica ... lick my cock ... suck me with your tongue!"

The slut was going over it like she was programmed and took his dick in her hand and moistened her fingers with saliva and whispered "I know you are lusting for me for quite a while" voice was husky and sibilant, deeply erotic.

The darkly handsome, Kamesh smiled down at his lovely, dusky maid, her body was luscious, already ripened into womanhood, with large breasts and flared hips. Her belly was firm and flat, her arms and legs smooth and slender. Her face was delicate, with a fine nose, flared nostrils, a lovely, sexy mouth meant for sucking and kissing and fucking. Her eyes were large and brown rimmed with *kajal*, and her hair was silky and dark with auburn highlights, twisted into a braid.

Kamesh smiled and thrust his face into her crotch. Veronica gasped softly and arched her back in pleasure. His tongue rippled down her sodden cunt-lips and through moist flesh within. It felt wonderful. Veronica spread her legs still wider and, gripped his head in her crotch, her hips raised high. His tongue swirled through her cunt-flesh and flickered against her gorged clitoris. "Ohhhh uhh yeh ... ohh god Kamesh yeh!" she moaned softly.

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

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

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

It was not long before Shanti had her share of the 'victim' and he succumbed – he was after all lusting for her since long now – right from that evening when she had come to their place along with Sridhar – a year ago, and Veronica did her job well.

A few days into her 7th month, Aruna and Ayesha left – to Aruna's parents' and it was a faked poignant send off – Shanti was there at the station and so was Veronica. That evening – Veronica was in the kitchen cooking and by design Shanti was stationed tonight – she wanted to eat her cake and have it too, it was first night mood and she picked out the white saree from her fiend's closet and asked Veronica to do quick pedicure work on all parts of her body especially anal and the crevice between the two crucial holes – she knew what was to be done there – and it was not going to be easy for him to refuse her today.

Shanti knew that Kamesh and Veronica would fuck incessantly for a week till, in the end, both were drained and exhausted. Their love and lust was so intense that it threatened to consume their beings, and they seldom fucked except by careful design. Instead, both contented their natural sexual urges by fucking right inside the house with Aruna very much around. Shanti was glad for it. It told million about the lecher he was and how much infidelity in him and adulterous she was – both sinners and extremely sexually liberated animals.

The evening arrived – and he did not have much to resist – he tried to fondle and rub his hands around the maid in the kitchen when the pussy in the stunning dress showed up and radiated – and after collecting some butter and milk and some cut fruits left for the bedroom "Hi – am retiring to your bedroom for today – you can say Good night later if you want to sleep with me" she winked.

Shanti closed her eyes on the bed and pictured Kamesh's cock.

It would be dark and thick, too thick to take fully in her mouth, too thick even to encircle fully in her fingers. It would be long and strong, pulsating, dark, thick-veined. She could almost feel it now, touching her cunt-lips, gently prising them open, than spreading them wider and wider to receive its immensity, then piercing through, touching her very soul. She ached for it, for that beautiful enormity to invade her flesh and plough into her body mercilessly tormenting her and driving her to fits of passion that no one else could. She knew that she would love every inch of his body and his cock, every vein, every curve and contour; and she would love his cock with her mouth, her face, her breasts, her cunt, her anus, her entire being.

Soon our man came and he was there – completely naked with cock protruding and he drew her closer and her body warmed at the touch of his hands on her naked midriff. His head bent to hers and her eyes fluttered shut, her lips parting slowly under his. His lips met hers, brushed them, then slowly he drew the lower one between his and sucked on it. His tongue invaded her mouth slowly, gliding between her lips and flicking against her own and she groaned deep in her throat as her excitement mounted. His hands slid up over her short, tight silk blouse to cup her breasts. As he squeezed the fleshy mounds gently, marveling at their superb contours, relishing the feel and weight and shape of them filling his hands, they grew hot and hard and swelled, her nipples stiffening quickly. His lips slid down over her mouth, down the line of her neck and throat and he slid the *pallu* of her *silk sari* of her shoulder. His lips and tongue trickled into the deep valley between her breasts, and his hands and fingers stroked her bare belly, caressing it just above her pubis, gently sliding around to her buttocks, back again to her thighs. He flicked open the buttons of her blouse and opened the top two.

He bent his head and his tongue explored the deep vale between her breasts. Shanti trembled in excitement. His hot breath seared on her nipple through the thin material of the blouse and she shuddered in excitement, arching her head. Her nipple quivered between his lips. He tugged at it gently with his teeth, rolled it between them. She gasped as the fires leapt to her groin. He moved to the other breast, kneading the first in his fingers. Shanti unbuttoned his loose shirt with trembling fingers. She pulled it off and, moaning softly, caressed his sculpted chest. His hands slid down her smooth back and he tugged at her *sari*. It unraveled and fell to her feet with the softest of whispers. She was naked under it and his hands slid over her firm, flat buttocks and slender thighs. She trembled and bent her head to his chest, licking his nipple. He sighed softly. Her tongue swirled over the tough little knot of flesh, and then her lips flowered around it and she sucked gently.

Kamesh sighed in pleasure as tiny flames of pleasure leapt from his nipples and coursed through his magnificent frame. He cupped her cunt and was delighted to find it already wet. She groaned and her legs shuffled apart, her cunt-lips opening for him. He arched a finger into her slit and she whimpered deep in her throat, moving to his other nipple, her hips swaying and writhing erotically.

Shanti began to move lower and Kamesh murmured in pleasure as her tongue and lips snaked down his torso. He slid his hands into her blouse and cupped her swollen breasts, flicked her rigid nipples, kneeling before him, Shanti nuzzled his crotch. She moaned softly and kissed the enormous bulge between his thighs. Slowly, her hands crawled up to the clasp of his trousers. She flipped it open and slowly pulled down his fly and stretched it open in a wide V. She moaned at the sight of his mammoth shaft tucked neatly in the fly; he wore no underwear. Her lips parted hungrily and her eyes glittered with lust, her nostrils flaring. Kamesh knew the signs well and he smiled gently. Whimpering in excitement, Shanti pressed her lips to the base of his shaft as she pulled his trousers open and tugged them down his legs. They puddled at his ankles and his limp cock hung before her face, gargantuan, glorious, gorgeous, Shanti thrilled with lust at the mere sight of it. She joined her palms from heel to the tip of her little finger, forming an open, shallow cup, such as ***** priests are wont to use in rituals. She cupped his shaft in her palms, the cock-head between her wrists, and lifted it gently to her parted lips. Kamesh reached down and rolled back his foreskin, watching her with a slight smile. Her face was suffused with excitement, her eyes half-closed. She was almost in a devotional trance. Slowly, her lips parted further and her tongue slid out and coiled sinuously around his bulging cock-head. He murmured softly. It felt wonderful. She licked it again, moaning deep in her throat and slowly, her lips inched towards it. He waited patiently. Her lips pressed to his cock-head, then parted and slowly slid down around it. He murmured as he felt her tongue at work on his cock-head in her mouth. She raked her fingernails up and down his shaft, cupped his balls lovingly.

The shaft of his penis was shorn smoothly to the base; his scrotum was shaved clean. He did this because, for one so hugely endowed, it was essential to ensure no discomfort to his partner, especially if he was sodomizing her - which he fully intended to do to Shanti. She loved having her butt fucked and he did it better than anyone else. The shaven cock-shaft also heightened his enjoyment. Kamesh sighed in pleasure as her warm, moist mouth engulfed his cock-head. She sucked cock like few women could, with longing and deep, genuine desire and relish. His belly rippled and he focused his mind on his groin, savoring the exquisite pleasure of her lips and tongue on his cock-head, her fingernails and teeth raking his thick shaft. Slowly, his cock stirred, warmed, filled with blood and lust. It grew longer and thicker and hotter and harder in her mouth, distending her face. Shanti moaned softly, sucking insistently, rising with his cock, her hands lifting her breasts erotically. Kamesh murmured in pleasure and fucked her mouth slowly and heavily, holding her face in both hands and rocking her head back and forth between his legs.

His cock felt heavenly, hot and thick and hard, throbbing with lust, musky and erotic. Shanti's head swam with excitement and she sucked it lovingly, with mounting desire. Slowly, her head rose and she moved higher, kissing his belly, tonguing his navel, and guided his cock into her cleavage inside her blouse. Kamesh sighed as she squeezed her breasts over his penis. "Mmm, yes ... that's nice," he murmured.

She groaned, rubbing her breasts over his shaft, raking it with her nipples. He could feel her long *mangalsutra* and gold necklace rippling against the shaft of his cock and it felt very sexy.

"Kamesh ... please ... cream in my face ... and on my tits ... "

How could he refuse? He smiled gently and nodded.

Shanti slipped his penis out of her blouse. Smiling seductively, she lifted her hands behind her neck and released the clasp of her long *mangalsutra*. Kamesh watched, intrigued, waiting patiently. Her eyes dancing mischievously, she twisted it once round his shaft and then looped it over his hips, fixing the clasp in the small of his back. Now her *mangalsutra* was his girdle, the twin-cupped pendant nestled under his shaft against his balls. "That's better," she murmured, licking his cock-head. "That's very sexy."

Kamesh chuckled softly. If it turned her on, he saw no reason to object. On her knees, she leaned away, on hand outstretched, palm on the floor by her calves, her breasts thrust up. She guided his penis into her blouse again, this time from beneath, past the lower hem, so that it tunneled through her cleavage and the cock-head popped out in the neck of her blouse, towards her face.

She smiled sexily and her mouth opened and she craned her neck, questing for his cock. Kamesh was deeply aroused. Shanti rocked slowly on her knees with her hands behind her legs and her back curved and breasts thrust upward. As she moved, her breasts squeezed over his shaft, masturbating him. At the same time, her mouth was open and his cock-head was between her lips. And his penis was festooned by her *mangalsutra*.

Kamesh grunted in pleasure and fucked her breasts and face. Bent backward on her knees before him, Shanti sucked and licked his penis greedily, moaning as the heavy shaft rasped between her breasts. Her nipples were hard with lust, her breasts heavy and swollen. Kamesh pumped his hips rhythmically back and forth. She thought the sight of her *mangalsutra* on his hips, the pendant on his balls was infinitely erotic. She sucked his penis languorously, almost lazily, swirling her tongue over the swollen cock-head, rocking back and forth. Kamesh savored the gentle burgeoning of his prick as he pumped his hips back and forth at his sister-in-law. Finally, murmuring in pleasure, he allowed himself the pleasure of surrender. His cock throbbed and quivered. Shanti sensed his orgasm and opened her mouth wide, his cock-head resting on her lower lip. Jizz spurted suddenly from the slit in his cock-head and flooded her mouth. Shanti moaned and swallowed his spout, thick trails of it dribbling over her chin and cheeks. He slid out of her breast-sheath and she shook his cock in her fist, more gunk spurt out and spattered her face. She pointed it to her cleavage and jerked it vigorously. Jizz dribbled between her breasts. She squeezed her breasts over his cock again. Murmuring softly, she caressed her gunk-spattered face with his penis.

"It looks very sexy, with my *mangalsutra*," she murmured. "I want to suck your cock again."

"Later," he grunted, pushing her head away. "Enough for now I think."

"Never say that," Shanti giggled. "Not about your cock."

He laughed and they fell to the floor, kissing and fondling each other. He unbuttoned her silk first night blouse and pulled it off, how many times he had mauled this blouse off Aruna and now he was peeling it off her friend's torso, squeezing her hot breasts, sticky with his seed. He massaged his cum into her flesh, her aureoles, pinched her nipples. She shivered and writhed. He kissed her deeply, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She sucked on his tongue and her hands roamed his body, tracing its superb contours, caressing his flesh, crawling down to his crotch to fondle his penis. He cupped her cunt and she writhed as he split her cunt-lips open and rubbed his knuckle against her clitoris. She gripped his wrist and tried to get him to push a finger - preferably, several into her flesh, but he broke free. His tongue swirled through her ear and then followed the line of her face down to the hollows in her shoulders and slipped lower. Shanti whimpered in pleasure, her face turning to one side. His lips and tongue snaked lower, over her breasts, climbing one swollen crest, dipping into the sticky vale between up the other, running rapidly around the stubby point of the peak. Shanti shuddered and gasped. He sucked on one breast, nibbled the nipple, rubbed it across his teeth and gums and the roof of his mouth and then moved to the other. Squeezing both breasts together, he sucked on her nipples simultaneously. Shanti gasped and arched under him, her hands digging into his thick hair. He plucked her long gold necklace between his lips and rasped it over her nipples. She moaned, twisting and writhing in an agony of pleasure under him. Still squeezing her breasts, he moved lower, nuzzling her belly, tonguing her navel, moving his head between her thighs. Shanti moaned and spread her legs wide apart and stretched her cunt-lips open with the fingers of both hands. Her cunt was dripping wet, its musky, erotic odor made his head swim. His tongue slipped into her crack and Shanti gasped, arching sharply. His tongue was wonderful in her cunt, heavy and warm and hot. It slipped into her cunt-flesh, rippled through the moist softness, flicked like lightning at her gorged clitoris, slipped out, snaked inward again. Shanti gasped and panted in excitement. She clenched his head and moved it round and round between her thighs. Her hips jerked and lurched up and down. Her body snapped back and forth with little jerking motions, as though she was being fucked. Her mouth was open and she groaned and whimpered in pleasure, her head flipping from side to side. Her hands mauled her swollen breasts.

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"Ohhhhh ... yes ... yes ... oh god yes Kamesh yes! Ohhhhhh yes! Ohhh that's so good ... mmm ... yes ... that's it ... lick me, Kamesh, yes! Ohhh lick my slit Ohhh ma yes!"

Shanti loved being tongue-fucked. The sensations were exquisite, delicate, intense, profound, his tongue rapped and jabbed at her clitoris, flicked it, his teeth nibbled it, his lips sucked it. She gasped and cried out, crushing her breasts in her hands, her hips pumping joyfully up and down the cries frenzied and aroused. Her cunt-juices flowed thick and free and Kamesh lapped them in pleasure, relishing the musky taste of her sex. She was on the verge of an orgasm when he stopped and pulled away. She groaned in despair, her hips twitching and heaving, her breathing ragged, her voice hoarse. He laughed gently and got to his feet again, pulling her up to her knees, pushing his cock at her face. Moaning, Shanti began jerking it one fist and then took it in her mouth and started sucking him again. Now her hunger was sharp and keen and she gripped his hips and sucked his cock deeply and hungrily, her head rocking back and forth between his thighs. He pumped his hips at her face, holding her head and moving it back and forth, reaching down to fondle her swollen breasts. She caressed his balls, tongued them, licked them, smiling to herself at the sight of her *mangalsutra* dbangd around his hips, twined over his shaft, its amulet against his balls. She scbangd his shaft with the *mangalsutra* between her lips and he grunted and pushed his cock into her mouth again. She slid a finger between his buttocks and pressed it to his anus.

"Mm, yeh ... c'mon suck it, bitch," he grunted. "Suck it good ... mm, yeh ... that's it c'mon ... suck it harder ... Ohhh yeh!"

His anus went into spasm and convulsed under the pressure of her finger. That gave her an idea. She stopped sucking him and looked up. "Turn around. And bend over," she murmured. "I want your ass.

He chuckled and obeyed. Turning his back to her, he bent forward over the low bed, his hands flat on the counterpane, his legs spread wide.

Shanti shuffled around till she was behind him, on her knees. She pressed her face between his buttocks. Kamesh moaned softly. His anus was taut, puckered. Her tongue swirled over it. He moaned softly, his pulse quickening with pleasure. He could feel the softness of her face, the smooth skin of her cheeks and the moistness of her tongue between his buttocks. Her tongue rapped at his anus and her fingers stroked his cock and balls gently, deftly. Kamesh's body rippled with lust; his balls surged with excitement. Now Shanti unclasped the *mangalsutra* from the small of his back and drew the two strands between his thighs and up into the cleft between his buttocks. Her lips slid lower, down along the hard ridge of flesh under his anus to his balls. She sucked his balls one by one, flicked them with her tongue in her open mouth. She took the ends of the *mangalsutra* and pressed them to his anus with her fingertip as her head burrowed between his thighs. Now her head was under his cock, tilted back like a suckling calf's, and the *mangalsutra* ran over her cheek and behind her, to his buttocks. She flipped around between his legs and began sucking his cock again and pressed her finger to his asshole.

Kamesh gasped and yielded and she slid the strands into his anus. He flung his head back and moaned loudly.

"Oh fuck yes! Ohhhh yes Shanti yes! Ohhhhh god yes!" he gasped.

Her fingertip slipped into his anus and he groaned, jerking her head back and forth, pumping his hips at her face, his head flung back, his penis throbbing in her mouth. Her finger slid in and out of his anus, twisting and rolling the beads of her *mangalsutra* in his rear channel. The fires in his loins grew and spread. He gasped, his magnificent chest heaving, his face flushed with excitement. Abruptly, she stopped sucking his cock and slipped her finger out of his anus. He groaned. She grinned at him, and ensured that a good bit of her *mangalsutra* was still in his anus. He was about to pull it out when she stopped him.

"Leave it. I want it there. For later."

"Bitch."

"It takes two to tango, stud," she giggled. "That's my insurance."

"For what?"

"To make sure you come inside me."

"Fuck you."

"I certainly hope so."

He grinned and pushed her down on her back on the large, low, well-sprung bed. She giggled at the sight of her *mangalsutra* twined round his cock and balls, embedded in his ass. He scowled at her in feigned irritation. She giggled again, and her laugh was infectious and he laughed with her.

"It looks very cute," she said.

"Married to the cock."

"Mm. C'mon, Kamesh. Let's fuck."

He bent over her and they kissed slowly and deeply, fondling each other's bodies. He cupped her breasts and she caressed his muscular back and deep chest sensuously. He rummaged between her legs and they opened readily for him. Reaching into the drawer of the bedside table, he found a dildo. It was ten inches long, a hollow cylinder with knurls and knobs and spikes and ridges on its surface. Both ends were open, one slightly narrower than the other, so that it tapered. The edges were smoothly rounded. It was one of Shanti's favorites. Her eyes glittered when she saw it in his hands and she opened her legs and pulled her cunt-lips wide with one hand for it.

"Fuck yes, I want that," she muttered. "C'mon, shove it into my slit."

Slowly, Kamesh pressed the tube into her cunt. Shanti gasped and arched, the fingers of one hands keeping her cunt-lips stretched wide, her other hand digging into his shoulders. Her back arched and her mouth jerked open. Kamesh bent his head and sucked her breast, lying on side beside her. He pressed the tube deeper into her. Shanti's head snapped back, her neck craned, her face twisted in a rictus of lust. She squeezed her breasts with her free hand in a frenzy, her other hands clawing her cunt-lips wide. The huge tube tunneled into her flesh, the knobs and ridges and knurls crushing her cunt-flesh and clitoris, the hard spikes bending as they went in, then flipping up inside her to scbang her cunt-flesh gently.

"Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh ohfuckohfuckohfuck ohh yes oh yes oh uh oh oh oh uh oh uh," Shanti gasped, her chest heaving, her body writhing, her hips pumping.

Kamesh slid the dildo deeper and deeper into her and then began to masturbate her with it. His eyes never left her face. Shanti moaned and gasped, writhing and thrashing erotically on the bed by him. Her face was radiant with lust. He kissed her hungrily, immensely aroused by the sight of her. She groaned and caressed her breasts sensuously, hissing in pleasure as he rocked the dildo in and out of her flesh. Her hips pumped and jerked and her body jerked and snapped and rolled gently up and down on the bed. Kamesh sucked her breasts sharply and then, without warning, pressed his lips to the open end of the dildo and started blowing into it. Shanti gasped and cried out and arched steeply, her fingers digging into his hair. His breath was funneled by the dildo and speared her slit like a hot knife. He exhaled sharply, repeatedly, and her body jerked and arched, convulsing frantically. He crushed her breasts in his hands and she groaned, her hips thrust up, quivering in tension as the orgasm neared. Just before it broke, he rose. Her face twisted in rage and then the anger gave way to an expression of incredulous joy and wonder, for he had moved up over her, between her legs, and was slowly squeezing his rigid penis into the tube that impaled her cunt. He grinned down at her.

"Like it?"

"Oh fuck yes!" she gasped in awe as she felt his huge penis stretch the sheath and, through it, her cunt.

His penis squeezed through the sheath, both moving deeper into her, the ridges and knobs and knurls and spikes crushing her cunt-flesh. She gasped and moaned, her breath coming in sharp, heaving, ragged cries as he pushed and tunneled deeper and deeper.

'Oh god yes oh yes oh yes fuck me Ohhhh fuck me yes ohhh god yes Kamesh yes fuck me please ohhh yes!" Shanti gasped.

Now his magnificent body was angled over hers, his arms outstretched, his biceps bulging. On his knees between her thighs, he flexed his buttocks slowly, squeezing his cock deeper still into her flesh. Shanti's head swam with delirious excitement. It was wonderful, the very best fucking, better than with anyone else. She clung to his arms, panting and gasping like a bitch in heat, her chest heaving. Kamesh grinned down at her and pushed his cock deeper into her cunt. She was a fabulous fuck: her cunt was hot and tight as a vice, sucking voraciously and greedily on his mammoth erection and her fair-skinned, curved body throbbed and writhed eagerly for more. Deep in her flesh, he paused.

"Oh ma oh ma oh ma oh ma oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh," Shanti panted.

Her eyes were closed, her lips parted, her nostrils flared and her head was arched. Her chest rose and fell rapidly. Kamesh thought she looked incredibly lovely. He bent his head and dragged his tongue down her face to her breasts. She moaned as he lapped at one stiff nipple, then the other then slowly nibbled on them. Her hips gyrated beneath his.

"Come on, come on, come on," she muttered. "Fuck me, Kamesh, fuck me ... please!"

Gently, he began fucking his wife's best friend with smooth, long strokes, moving his hips steeply up and down, slowly back and forth. His penis moved a full ten inches in its sawing, grating, grinding, spiraling length; and the thick rubber tube rasped and scbangd over her cunt-flesh as he moved. His buttocks flexed and un-flexed rhythmically, steadily, unhurriedly. His penis crushed her cunt-flesh. Beneath him, Shanti gasped and panted, her back arching and falling in a rhythm that matched his thrusts. Kamesh watched the spasms of lust and pleasure on her face, moving slowly and unhurriedly. She dug her hands into his thick biceps, her forearms along his. Her breasts were hot and swollen. Her cunt was incredible: hot and tight and wet, convulsing and cramping powerfully on his piston like penis.

"Ohhh Kamesh yes! Ohhh god yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Ohhh ... uhhh ... Ohhhh ... uhhh ... ohhh uhhh ohh uhh ohhh uhhh ohhh uhhh ohhh uhhh uhhh uhhh uhhh uhhh ohhh uhhh yes!" she gasped.

Her body rocked and jerked and her breasts jiggled and bounced with his thrusts. Kamesh kept moving with an utterly steady, metronomic action, his penis sliding in and out, in and out in and out. Shanti's head rolled from side to side and she whimpered deliriously. His mammoth penis, sheathed in the hard rubber tube, crushed and plundered her flesh, filling her cunt to bursting. She could feel the extraordinary heat and hardness of him. Whimpering her hips and cunt heaving rhythmically under his, she smiled sensuously at him, caressing his handsome face, his deep chest.

Arching her head, she licked his small, hard nipples. Her hands slid down his back to his buttocks and she began toying with the *mangalsutra* that was still half-embedded in his anus. Kamesh smiled, grunting in pleasure, as she moved it in and out of his ass with her fingertip and then slowly began to draw it out. The release in pressure was exquisitely erotic. He groaned and pressed his cock deeper into her flesh, making her moan and arch in delight under him. The *mangalsutra* twined in her fingers, she caressed his body and back and arms. Kamesh's rhythm did not vary and Shanti whimpered deliriously; it was incredible, this relentless, demanding, driving fucking.

Kamesh paused and slipped the sheath of his cock. Shanti waited, whimpering, gasping and panting under him. Slowly, he slid into her again. She gasped, arching hard as his huge penis tunneled into her flesh, hot and hard. It felt wonderful, having his naked cock in her cunt at last. She groaned, and her hips churned hard against his. He fucked her for several minutes in that position, with the same, steady, unvarying rhythm. And then he began to move faster. Beneath him, Shanti cried out, her body twisting and lurching and writhing as the huge penis plundered her flesh. His buttocks flexed and un-flexed and his hips rose and fell in a mesmerizing, rapid rhythm. His cock appeared and disappeared into her flesh, pushing and squeezing and tunneling and burrowing and plowing in deeper and deeper.

"Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh ma uh oh ma oh ma oh ma oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh," Shanti panted deliriously, her head whipping from side to side.

"C'mon, take it, take it, bitch, take it, take my prick, whore take it! Oh fuck yes oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck yes oh fuck yes oh fuck yes take it *rundi, chul saali rahnd chul*!"

His words burned in her ears. He bent his head and thrust his tongue into her mouth. She arched her body under his, her breasts hot under his chest. She gripped his face, her *mangalsutra* twined in her fingers, and kissed him feverishly, sucked his earlobe, swirled her tongue lasciviously through his ear in an utterly wanton gesture.

"Harder," she gasped. "Fuck me harder, Kamesh! Fuck me like a whore!" He grunted and rose on his outstretched arms and knees. Flinging his head back, gasping loudly, he started ramming and reaming his cock into his sister-in-law's flesh. His hips snapped rapidly back and forth and his huge penis plunged went faster and faster, in and out of her cunt, till he was entering her at a furious, ramming pace. His knees levered her thighs wide and Shanti lay pinned under him, her body jerking and rocking violently with his thrusts. Her orgasm loomed and then broke in a series of crashing, back to back orgasms. Her cunt convulsed frantically on his penis. Groaning, he slowed abruptly and skewered her heavily, with a cruel, rolling twist of his hips that made his penis enter her from all angles. She gasped and cried out, her hands crushing her breasts in an erotic frenzy and then, abruptly, he resumed ram-fucking her. Shanti cried out thinly, her face contorting and twisting with lust as the huge cock hammered into her flesh. Her orgasm intensified and dragged on.

Finally, it ebbed and he slipped out of her cunt and turned her over onto her front. Shanti moaned thickly, her body still trembling with tension. Kamesh leaned over, his lips hot on her skin. She was sweating and strands of hair clung damply to the nape of her neck. His hard penis throbbed against her buttocks. He shoved his hands under her body and cupped her breasts, squeezing them hard. She groaned. Her face was turned on one side. He tongued her ear, sucked her lobe, kissed her deeply. He pressed his penis into the cleft between her buttocks. Shanti murmured softly as she felt the huge cock-head at her anus.

"I want your ass," he murmured. "I want to fuck your butt."

Shanti loved being sodomized. The erotic sensations of being fucked in the ass were unmatched; and no one did it better than Kamesh, with his monstrous penis and awesome skill. Incredibly, there was never pain, just wave after wave of intense pleasure. She spread her legs, squirming, lifting her buttocks. Kamesh chuckled.

"Later," he murmured. "After I finish with your cunt."

Kneeling behind her, he pulled her up onto her knees and forearms. Shanti groaned as he caressed her body, fondling her swollen, pendulous breasts, her belly, her hips, her buttocks and thighs. Her knees spread and he pressed his penis between her buttocks to her cunt. She groaned softly when she felt the fierce heat of the cock-head at her cunt-lips; and then, with a loud moan, flexing his buttocks and swinging his hips, he thrust into her smoothly and deeply. Shanti gasped sharply as the enormous penis burst into her cunt, surging swiftly deep into her body. Her head snapped up, her mouth jerked open in a wide 'O' and her body lurched forward.

"Ohmaunh AHHHHHHHHH!" she gasped. "Oh ma oh ma oh ma OHHH!"

"Yeh ... ohfuckyes!" Kamesh breathed as her cunt convulsed frantically on his hard, throbbing penis, squeezing it eagerly. Shanti's face creased in radiant pleasure. Moaning, she swung her hips gently in circular motion, mashing her cunt-flesh with his cock, spiraling backward onto his penis. "C'mon Kamesh fuck me fuck me ... please ... fuck me," she whimpered.

Grunting in pleasure, his fingertips in the small of her back, Kamesh fucked her steadily and swiftly. His hips swung back and forth in an undulating, curving action so that his penis sawed in and out of her cunt like a scimitar. Shanti moaned and cried out, rocking and jerking under him, her body swinging back and forth, her heavy, swollen breasts bouncing. Kamesh grabbed her *mangalsutra* from the bed where she had abandoned it and, flipping it over her neck again, twined his fingers in it and then cupped her breasts. Shanti gasped as the hard, cold metal bit into her aching, rigid nipples. "Oh yes! Ohh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me Kamesh! Fuck me harder!" she gasped.

They moved faster and faster and his penis appeared and disappeared between the creamy curves of her buttocks. Her breasts wobbled and swung with her necklaces. Her buttocks bounced off his thighs. He gripped her breasts and jerked her back and forth on his cock dragging her cunt down deeper and deeper, burying his burning penis in her hot, wet cunt-flesh. Her cunt convulsed and cramped in a frenzy of his penis and he groaned. She shoved a hand under her thighs and squeezed his balls eagerly.

Gasping in pleasure, Kamesh leaned forward over her, his hips pummeling her buttocks, and gripped her pendulous breasts. Shanti whimpered in joy and her buttocks writhed erotically under him. She turned her face to his and he kissed her hungrily, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth. Her breasts were hot and swollen in his hands, the nipples rigid. Kamesh crushed his cock deeper into her cunt.

With shuddering moan, Shanti orgasm, her cunt biting down on his sawing penis.

Kamesh gasped and grimaced, his handsome head flung back, his muscular body corded, sheathed with sweat. Holding her hips, he jerked her body back and forth greedily, yanking her cunt up and down the length of his shaft. Shanti moaned thickly, her head hanging between her arms.

At last he slowed and sank back on his haunches, his cock still inside her, bringing her body upright on her knees. She knelt in front of him, his cock deep in her cunt his hands on her swollen breasts. She tilted her face back and looped an arm over his neck. He kissed her, licked her armpit sucked her breast. She moaned writhing out her buttocks on his lap. "God I love your cock in my slit," she whimpered.

"And I love your cunt on my prick," he smiled, licking her nipple.

Kamesh squeezed and fondled her swollen breasts. Shanti whimpered, writhing in pleasure on his lap, and kissed him hungrily, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. His penis throbbed in her slit. Groaning, she arched her head and, leaning forward on her outstretched arms, began to move her body back and forth, sliding her cunt up and down the length of his immense shaft.

As her cunt went into a spasm and convulsed on his penis, squeezing eagerly on its thickness and hard heat. Kamesh crushed her breasts and moved her body up and down on his penis. They moved faster, their bodies rocking and jerking with rising urgency, her cunt sliding steeply up and down the length of his immense tumescence. Kamesh squeezed her heavy, swollen breasts and rolled them in his palms. Shanti moaned and ground her cunt around on his cock.

"Fuck me fuck me... yes ... fuck me Kamesh ... ohhhh god yes!"

"C'mon, take it! Take it Shanti, take my cock!" he grunted, swirling his tongue through her ear.

Shanti trembled and moaned and arched her head. "Ohhh yes! Ohhh god yes! Fuck me! Fuck me Kamesh yes ... ohhh god yes!" she gasped.

She whimpered and moaned as another orgasm rocked her body. Her cunt convulsed on his cock and her hips sank down deeply. Her face jerked upward and she gasped loudly, her back arching stiffly. Kamesh crushed her swollen breasts and tugged at her nipples. She shuddered and writhed on his lap. He waited patiently as the orgasm ebbed.

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"Now," he grunted his tongue in her ear. "Now I want your ass, bitch. I want to fuck your butt. Come on."

Shanti groaned thickly. Her head swam with pleasure and excitement. She enjoyed being sodomized and no one did it better than her brother-in-law. Gasping, she slid off his penis and she leaned forward again, pressing her shoulders to the bed, lifting her buttocks and hips high. She spread her knees wide apart and her buttocks creased open, exposing her tender anus to his view. Kamesh chuckled softly and caressed the narrow opening. Shanti writhed at his touch. Bending, he pressed his face to her butt and rimmed her ass with his tongue. She groaned loudly, her face turned on side on the bed. Her anus was musky and erotic to the taste. Her buttocks writhed in pleasure as he ran his tongue round and round the puckered flesh, pressing inward.

He rose and straddled her hips in a deep, strong squat, his knees bent. Shanti tensed as he pressed his penis between her buttocks. The enormity of his cock-head was at her anus.

"Set?" he murmured.

She nodded. Slowly, he flexed his buttocks. His hips slid forward. The huge cock-head pressed at the tight flesh of her anus, pushed through. The cock-head popped into her rear-channel.

"Ohunhhohunhunhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The breath whooshed from Shanti's throat. She dug her fingers into the rich counterpane. Her face contorted in a rictus of lust, her mouth wide open, her eyes squeezed shut, her lips drawn back over her strong, white, even teeth. Her neck jerked back and her body arched inward. Her buttocks stiffened, quivered, tensed. Kamesh paused with his cock-head in her asshole. "You okay?" he murmured softly. "Shall I stop?"

Shanti gasped and shook her head. "No ... for god's sake don't ... stop ... shove it all in Kamesh ... slowly ..."

Kamesh took his time. Few women could receive the immensity of his penis in their cunts, let alone in their anuses. Shanti was one of the exceptions. He knew that she loved this as much as he, and would want his entirety in her anus. Gently, unhurriedly, he slid himself deeper into her anal channel. The sensations of her brother-in-law's monstrous penis squeezing and crushing through her anal flesh were overwhelming. Waves of pleasure racked her body. Shanti gasped and moaned, rocking and swaying gently back and forth and from side to side. Deeper and deeper he went, his cock seemingly endless, pushing and probing the innermost recesses of her being. Her belly and anus ached and her body throbbed with hot lust. His hands slid gently up her flanks and cupped her succulent breasts. She groaned and pressed herself into his hard hands. Thrusting an arm under her body, she squeezed his heavy balls.

"Ohh ... uhhh ... ohhhh ... uhhh ... ohhh yes ... yes ... oh god yes, Kamesh, yes ... do it ... fuck me, baby ... fuck my ass!" Shanti panted.

Bent over her, his body angled steeply forward, his hands clenching and squeezing her breasts in excitement, Kamesh began fucking Shanti's ass. It convulsed frenetically on his throbbing penis, making him groan in pleasure. "Take it ... fuck yes! Take it all, whore, take my prick!" he gasped.

Slowly, he slid his hips back, un-flexed his buttocks. His penis slid outward, and Shanti gasped at the exquisite release in pressure. Out and out he went, till just the tip of his cock-head remained in her anus. She moaned and her buttocks rose eagerly, splitting open wantonly.

"Shove it in, Kamesh!" she gasped. "Shove it in again! Oh! Uhhh OHHHHH uhhh OHHH yes OHHHHHHHH yes-yes-yes!"

Kamesh slid his throbbing cock into her anus again, and Shanti the Tamil Iyer Whore – a very sexy faced woman gasped thickly, her body bending and arching, sliding forward under his thrust. Slowly, he slid out and in again, stroking gently and smoothly in and out of her clone rear channel. Shanti felt giddy with pleasure. His cock was enormous and it plowed deeply in and out of her anus with a smooth, slow, mesmerizing rhythm. She masturbated frantically, flicking her gorged clitoris with two fingers. Her buttocks writhed and shook as he impaled her asshole again and again. Her body rocked and swung with his motions. On and on he went, taking his time, sodomizing her unhurriedly and thoroughly.

"C'mon, bitch, c'mon ... take it ... uhhh yeh! Take it all, whore! Take it! Come on ... come on ... *come on*!"

His buttocks flexed and un-flexed rhythmically. His hips rocked back and forth. His enormous penis glistened and gleamed as it stroked slowly in and out of her asshole, appearing and disappearing between the creamy curves of her buttocks. He was bent steeply forward astride her, his hands crushing her breasts and, under him, her buttocks raised high, her shoulders pinned to the bed, Shanti moaned and gasped, her body rocking back and forth, sliding up and down the sheets with his thrusts. Between her legs, her fingers worked her cunt and clitoris frantically. Her hips swayed and trembled and shook with excitement as her orgasm neared.

"Ohhhh ... yes! Ohhh fuck yes! Fuck me! Fuck my ass Kamesh Ohhh uhhh OHH OH OH OH OHHHHH yes! Ohhh god yes! Yes! Yes!"

With a shuddering gasp, Shanti had a prolonged orgasm. Her cunt convulsed on her pumping finger and, simultaneously, her anus contracted in a frenzy state on his penis. Kamesh gasped and slid deeper into her, his handsome head arching back. Burying himself in her anus, he waited, savouring the exquisite pleasure of her orgasm. It ebbed slowly and he began moving again, fucking her butt once more, moving gently and steadily. The fires in his loins were uncontainable and, within seconds, he let himself go. The heat poured from his cock and she gasped as the searing jizz spurted into her asshole. Slowly, still ejaculating, he pulled out of her and spattered her buttocks and anus and cunt-lips with his jizz. Shanti gasped softly. He groaned in relief and gingerly squeezed his cock into her anus again. Shanti moaned thickly. Her body sagged to the bed and Kamesh bent over her, his legs spread wide, his cock embedded deep in her anus, and kissed her neck and tongued her ear. She writhed under him. Slowly, he pulled out of her.

A few minutes later, he was on his back and she turned and slid over him and kissed him deeply. Her breasts were hot and heavy on his chest. He caressed her body tenderly.

"God, I love fucking you, so lucky to have you today finally, slightly guilty of cheating Aruna" he murmured, sucking her lip.

"That makes two of us, I am also doing the same cheating her, but it started with you straying and making it with Veronica." she smiled, her nipples hardening in his hands.

"I want to fuck again." There she was in all her bare essentials – Veronica demanding her pound for the night.

"Crazy whore." Shouted Shanti at Veronica.

"Mm. But lucky, I got him first" Veronica was not to lose her shirt so easily.

"If you say so come on join the party."

"I do," Veronica murmured and began to snake down his body, kissing his chest, licking and sucking his nipples, going down to take his semi-erect penis between her breasts.

She squeezed them in a warm, tight sheath over his cock and he could feel the hardness of her nipples scbanging his shaft. Then she slid down and her lips opened and her tongue swirled out. Kamesh craned his neck and watched, his lust mounting, as she began sucking his cock again so soon after his interlude with her mistress Shanti.

Shanti moaned softly watching the maid as she bent her head over Kamesh's lap. Holding his erect cock in one hand, she pumped the shaft eagerly. Her face was tilted to one side and Kamesh saw that it was radiant and soft with lust. Her lips parted and her tongue swirled over his cock-head. His penis was tangy and musky, erotic with the combined tastes of her cunt and ass and his jizz. She cradled his cock in an open palm and wound her tongue languorously around his cock-head. Kamesh groaned in pleasure. Whimpering and keening softly, as Veronica took his cock-head in her mouth and began to suck it gently, Shanti placed her mouth on the balls. Kamesh gasped at the touch. He caressed her face and breasts and then, as her sucking grew in ardor and intensity, held her head and rocked it up and down over his lap, pumping his hips under her face.

"Oh fuck yes! God yes ... c'mon suck it! Suck it, whores Suck my cock and Balls!" he groaned.

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Ch. 04


Kamesh had Shanti completely in his fold and firm grip– she pined for his prick and for a short period moved permanently with him – but then society starts talking and it became difficult to continue the act in his house – he was a smart guy – he had a penthouse without the knowledge of his spouse on rent a few months ago – he had taken it for his friend Ripu who came frequently down from Delhi and copulated with women he had taken up in the city, now it came to his use and what surprised him delightfully was the apparatus Ripu had installed in the bedroom of the penthouse –a whole video recording system and playback while conveniently relaxing back in the bed. Kamesh was going to enjoy this and the payback was Ripu at some time was going to have Shanti hook line and sinker – all her holes and in all shapes and also all the other sluts including her sister and Veronica.

Well – that was contemplated and now Shanti was giving up work husband and even Ratan Chitra and others for this latest flavor in her life – Kamesh. He was desirable and undisputed lust for him was surging and absorbing her completely – and she was sure to quench all her thirst of sex in this man – and make him her slave or become his slave – it was not clear which was the equation, but as it unfolded she had little left to betray of her desire and extreme lust for Kamesh. She felt satiated and completely filled up with him. And Kamesh was using this opportunity of his wife away suitably and fruitfully. He had applied to work from home and with no responsibility back home – this penthouse became a hub of the sexual calisthenics.

Everything was just the way Kamesh liked it.

Up there was his wife's best friend and his favorite slut who was hot, naked, and wild, poised sexily above him. His favorite brandy was warm and exhilarating inside him. The plush bedroom was lit just right, his favorite music was playing in the background, and huge mirrors were hanging in place above the big, round bed. And his expensive, sophisticated video recorder system was capturing it all on tape. Kamesh glanced to the side of the bed for a moment and caught a glimpse of the big TV screen with the lovely image of Shanti languidly fingering herself to orgasm.

He watched her slim fingers slowly dipping in and out of the brown slit between her long, loving legs. He heard her lust-filled voice coming through the speakers in gasps and sighs.

It had been several weeks since he had made that film, he remembered. He turned his head, propping up a silk pillow, and gazed at the reflection in the bright, strategically placed mirror at the foot of the bed. There was Shanti's lovely face again.

This time he viewed a reflection, but in the present and this time he saw her face flushed and excited and heard her moaning and gasping as she engulfed his swollen cock in her mouth. He watched contentedly. His cock felt wonderful in that hot, velvety mouth. She was as wildly turned on by sex as he was, just as promiscuous and just as daring, and he had never found anyone that could suck his long, thick pecker like she could. He enjoyed the show, watching first the taped Shanti playing with her wet, dark-haired pussy, then returning to the image of the real Shanti with her dark haired head bobbing up and down on his throbbing cock. He groaned deeply as he watched and felt her tongue lap hot circles around the bulbous head of his prick. The smooth dark of her tongue looked and felt beautiful against the red skin of his un-circumcised penis.

Kamesh grasped her thigh and pulled it closer to his head. She was kneeling with her full, dusky ass facing him. She raised her thigh as he pulled it toward him and straddled his head with her luscious hips, not missing a stroke on his cock as she did so, here was the third view that Kamesh had at his command -- Shanti's fragrant, hot pussy spread out invitingly right in front of his sex-flushed face and hungry mouth.

Her dark pubic hair was soft and fine, and framed her plump pussy-lips and tightly puckered anus.

He stared at the beautiful, juicy sight for a long moment before taking his first taste of her wet cunt.

Grasping the smooth, cool flesh of her buttocks, he spread her ass-cheeks and exposed even more of her lovely pussy. He saw her cunt open, her asshole spread, and her swollen clit strain from between her turgid pussy-lips as he pressed his face into her steaming crotch.

Shanti released an ecstatic groan as she felt Kamesh's skilled tongue touch her excited cunt. She sucked harder on the head of his cock, straining to get more of his massive prick into her mouth as he began to excite her juicy pussy.

Kamesh pressed his tongue lightly against Shanti's clit and licked smoothly up through the humid valley of her cunt, into her dripping hole, and onto her flexing asshole -- where he lingered for a moment to tantalize the wrinkled pucker. He then swept his tongue quickly back through the hot cleft of her cunt, pressing more firmly this time, and plucked the throbbing clit into his mouth, sucking hard.

"Aaaaahhhhh ... that's right ... suck my clit, Kamesh ... suck it hard!" she cried, her mouth involuntarily leaving his cock as the delicious feelings in her loins swept through her entire body. She sucked his cock back into her quivering mouth, pulling him in deeper this time as he continued to tease her clit. He knew the way she liked it. He kept a steady pressure on that swollen bud of clit-flesh, feeling it throb and move, and then began to flick lightly and maddeningly with the tip of his tongue.

Keeping the hot little love-button trapped with his lips, he vibrated it expertly with his tongue. He felt the warm sensation of his cock going deeper and deeper into her mouth in return. "Uuuuummmmm," she moaned her mouth and throat stuffed with Kamesh's cock. She was going wild with lust. Kamesh's hot mouth sucking and manipulating that most sensitive part of her cunt was unleashing all her passion. With her animal desires blazing, she fought back the reflex to gag and pressed her head down farther on Kamesh's long cock, letting it slide all the way into herthroat. Her lips pressed against his pubic hair as she gulped and sucked on his hot prick. The moans came from Kamesh now as he felt her consume his entire cock. He let her throbbing clit escape from his sucking mouth and began again to lap his tongue through the entire hot, wet region of her loins he licked in long strokes, massaging her burning crotch from clit to asshole.

His actions were becoming more and more frenzied, and he could no longer pull his face away from her pussy to look at her erotic image in the mirror or on the television screen. He knew that as they each sucked and licked, the video recorder was capturing every moment of their bliss on tape. Shanti was on the brink of orgasm. Kamesh could tell by the way his cock was deep in her throat, and by the way her hips were starting to buck and twitch above his face. He could also tell by the way her cunt-hole was squeezing his tongue as he plunged deep into her pussy, and by the way her asshole was flexing excitedly. He knew that now was the time to push her over the edge of bliss -- before he came and while she was at the peak of her passion. He again captured her twitching clit between his lips and massaged and pulled firmly on her small dark bud. He felt the tiny center of passion throb as he pulled, her hot pussy-flesh stretching and straining as he clamped down more firmly. "Aaaaahhhh ... uuuuhhhh!" His skillful manipulation of herclit did the trick. Her head was raised above his cock, her facea mask of passion as she howled and moaned in the ecstasy of her orgasm. As her orgasm gradually faded, Shanti relaxed her lust-tightened body. She hung her head back between Kamesh's legs and sucked gently just at the head of his bloated cock. She sucked with her eyes closed, a placid, satisfied expression on her face. Kamesh took one last, loving lick at her tightly flexed asshole and gently pushed her hips forward. She knew just what he wanted her to do. All that was needed was a hint. She crept forward slowly on her knees, still straddling Kamesh's body. He watched with pleasure the lovely scene her spread ass-cheeks made as they shifted from side to side, opening and closing to reveal her asshole and the dark-haired pouch of her pussy- lips.

Kamesh looked again at the TV screen. The image was still that of Shanti finger fucking. The scene was farther along now and her actions were less relaxed and more feverish. One hand was at hertits, kneading her soft, white tit-flesh while pulling at her erect nipples. Her other hand was still between her smooth thighs, her fingers alternately plucking at her clit, dipping into her twat, tantalizing her asshole. Her face now had the expression of a woman totally absorbed in the wonderful task of jerking off and doing a very good job of it. Shanti's hips were now poised over Kamesh's cock -- it waved erect, pointing straight at her luscious loins. Reaching between her legs, Shanti spread her hanging cunt-lips with her fingers. She pulled them widely apart, opening her twat for Kamesh's ten-inch prick. She slowly lowered herself until the head of his large tool was just touching the inner opening of her pussy. She released her hold on her cunt-flaps and her pussy-lips surrounded the head of his cock with warm wetness. "Uuummmmm ... you're hot tonight, baby," Kamesh groaned as thread of his cock was engulfed by her warm pussy.

"Just feel this," Shanti said lustily. "If you think my pussy is hot on the outside, it's boiling on the inside!" She relaxed her hips and allowed herself to descend smoothly and steadily, his prick sliding straight into her cunt. Her hands went involuntarily to her smooth belly as she felt a wonderful sensation of fullness.

Kamesh's hot cock was a perfect fit in her tight pussy. She lowered her hips until she was resting on Kamesh's pelvis, his cock buried to the hilt in the warm folds of her flesh. "Ooooohhhhh ... that's good ... can you feel how hot it is?" she asked in a hoarse, passion-filled voice as she enjoyed the tightly stuffed feeling in her deep pussy. She watched herself in the mirror at the foot of the bed. She had a full frontal view of her lovely body. Her long dark hair fell down on her shoulders. Her tits were taut and uplifted with jutting dark nipples. Her slim waist tapered out to full hips with the soft patch of her dark pubic hair at the base of her belly pressing into the blackhair that encircled the base of Kamesh's cock.

"Yeah, baby," Kamesh answered. "It's boiling ... it's boiling hot in there!" Kamesh was enjoying the wonderful tight heat of her pussy and admiring his triple view of Shanti at the same time. Heturned his head away from the TV screen where Shanti was now beginning to probe her pussy with a large blue dildo. He looked down at his hips where she squatted with her flawless back and achingly beautiful ass facing toward him. He could see the base of his cock encircled by the turgid lips of her cunt, and her asshole nestled against his pubic hair, as she held his cock all the way inside her pussy. Turning his head slightly sideways, he was able to see her front side reflected in the mirror at the foot of the bed. She was stroking her tits, lightly pinching her swollen nipples as she watched her reflection and relished the feeling of his big cock inside her loins. He could see his balls pulled tightly up against the base of his cock, directly under the triangle of dark hair at the apex of her lower belly.

She raised her body smoothly and slowly. His cock appeared, inch by inch, sliding wetly out of her pussy. It was red and glistening from the heat and wetness of her cunt. The lips of her cunt adhered to the smooth skin of his cock as she raised her hips higher. Her cunt seemed to suck at the prick that stretched her inflamed, dark lips. She stopped at the point where only the head of his burning tool was enclosed in the moist folds of her pussy-flesh.

"How does it feel in there tonight, honey?" she purred knowing how he loved that first complete immersion in her twat. She flexed the mouth of her cunt as she held her body steady, squeezing his hard cock-head.

"Oh, yeah ... it's good tonight, baby," Kamesh groaned, closing his eyes tightly from the biting sensation of her pussy squeezing his red, swollen cock-head. She's one in a million, he thought to himself. The only girl I've ever fucked who could control her pussy that way.

She began lowering herself again, her pussy sucking in his cock. He watched with pleasure as the huge head of his massive prick first stretched her pussy-lips to their widest point, then moved smoothly on through to her hot, tight cunt. He had always been amazed at the ease with which she could consume his cock with her mouth or her cunt. Even her ass could take in the whole thing -- but not quite as easily and usually not without some coaxing from Kamesh. His cock was long and thick, and many of the women he had fucked just couldn't handle it. Not Shanti, however. He never ceased to enjoy watching her engulfing his gorgeous cock with herlips or twat or asshole.

She was halfway down his cock by now, feeling the big head plow through her cunt-hole. Her pussy-juices were beginning to flow. She could feel them dripping from her widely stretched pussy. Her pubic hair and asshole were becoming saturated with her sweet, sticky juice. Shanti sighed deeply as the mouth of her pussy touched his pubic hair. She immediately began to slide her pussy up his cock again. She sped up her movements and was soon beginning another hot downward stroke. She began to groan deep in her throat with each upward stroke, then suck her breath sharply as she moved swiftly back down Kamesh's smooth cock, he watched her reflection in the mirror. Her face was flushed, her head thrown back with her mouth open, as she passionately caressed her tits and belly and thighs. At the downward portion of each thrust, she would grasp his fat balls in her hand and lightly squeeze his swollen nut-sac. As Kamesh looked back at the rear view of her body, her hips twitching and her ass-cheeks parting with each stroke, he realized that he was dose to shooting his cum into her pussy. He knew that now was the time to slow down and prolong the pleasure. He also knew that she was turned on enough at this point to take his entire cock into her tight, sexy asshole.

"Hold on, baby!" Kamesh commanded, grabbing Shanti's ass tightly as he leaned forward. He held her there at the top of her stroke, her pussy barely making contact with the head of his cock. "Let's slow down just a little," he said softly, teasing her by flexing his cock in the mouth of her cunt.

"Oh, Kamesh!" she whined. "Give it to me ... give it to me now!"

Kamesh held on tightly to Shanti's squirming ass and prevented her from ramming herself back down on his cock. He watched with delight as her tender asshole flexed excitedly. He knew she was hot enough to let him stuff his whole cock into that tight little hole.

"Okay, baby, okay," Kamesh said in a voice thickened by lust. "I'll give it to you ... in your ass."

"Oh, Kamesh," Shanti moaned, "anywhere ... anywhere you say!"

He looked on with pleasure as she raised her hips and released his cock from the strong grasp of her pussy. He was surprised at how easily she agreed to his demands. She usually had to be coaxed along for a while before she would let him stick that big cock of his into her ass. He released his grip on her ass-cheeks and turned his head to look at the television screen. The taped image of Shanti was going wild with the big, blue dildo. She was slamming the huge plastic cock into her pussy with crazed passion. Her face was flushed with deep, sexual desire. He loved watching her finger-fuck. Returning his gaze to the real Shanti, he saw that she had leaned forward, raising her ass away from his cock. He loved to watch her prepare herself for getting fucked in the ass.

She spread her thighs wider. Reaching down between her legs, she began to dip her long fingers into her dripping cunt then rub the juices on her tightly flexed anus. She was first using only two, but she gradually worked three fingers into her still-excited pussy. Slowly withdrawing them, enjoying the feeling as she did so, she smeared her sweet, sticky cunt-sauce all over her dark asshole. Kamesh enjoyed this part of their little ritual almost as much as he loved the feeling of her tight asshole sliding down his cock. The thrill of watching a beautiful woman playing with her pussy and asshole was almost beyond compare. As she gradually soaked her puckered anus in love-juices, it took on the dark brown, feverish color of her inflamed pussy-flesh. Once it was properly lubricated, she began to lightly probe into the opening with her fingertips. Slowly, she pushed two fingers into her hot opening, stretching it wider and wider. She continued to alternately plunge her fingers first into her asshole then back into her pussy, wetting her anus still more, finally sinking three fingers into her tight, puckered opening.

Kamesh saw her passionate expression in the big mirror as she leaned toward it, her big tits hanging forward and swaying with her movements. He glanced again at the TV screen and saw her now arching her back in orgasm, totally wild with lust, the blue plastic cock deep in her pussy. Kamesh again returned his gaze to the real-life Shanti and saw that she now had three fingers sunk completely in the widely stretched hole between the cheeks of her perfect, white ass. "Oh ... Kamesh," she gasped feverishly. "I'm ready ... I'm ready for your cock."

"Just a second, baby," Kamesh replied. "Scoot back here for a minute and give me a taste of that asshole before I put my cock in there."

Shanti complied with his order. She crawled backwards on her knees, her ass spread wide. Each backward movement she made with her knees pulled her cheeks apart invitingly as her loins moved closer to Kamesh's waiting mouth. She stopped with her beautiful ass and pussy spread wide and wet right in front of Kamesh's face. "Oh, yeah, baby," Kamesh moaned, placing his hands on the smooth ass-cheeks directly in front of him. He stretched them apart as wide as they would go, making her asshole actually protrude slightly from the wet crevice between her ass-globes.

Pulling her ass toward his face, he opened his mouth and pressed his lips to her dark, puckered hole. He held his open mouth against her closed anus. He licked it lovingly and tickled the very center of her tight little rosette with the tip of his tongue. He loved the way her anus tasted and felt after she had been playing with it and rubbing it with her pussy-juice. He pressed his tongue hard against the center of her tight ring of ass-muscle. Her fingers had loosened her tight sphincter and his tongue slid easily into the hot passage. He fucked his tongue in and out of the squeezing hole, enjoying the little moans and gasps his actions caused. He kept his lips pressed around the musky opening and continued to manipulate her anus with his tongue, just like he was kissing her mouth!

Shanti let a long, lusty sigh escape her throat as she felt Kamesh's tongue probe deeper and deeper into her inflamed anus. She felt him remove one of his hands from her buttocks and soon felt his experienced fingers take hold of her swollen clit. Shivers shot deliciously through her body as her clit was tweaked and lightly pinched. Then she felt the simultaneous deep thrust of his tongue and an extreme, squeezing pressure on her protruding clit.

"Aaaaahhhhh ... squeeze my clit ... squeeze it, baby!" she screamed. "Ooooohhhhh, that's sooooo goooood ... tongue-fuck my ass, lover!"

Kamesh loved the sound of her sexual excitement. He squeezed harder on her throbbing clit, sticking his tongue as deep into her shit-hole as it would go as a powerful orgasm swept through her lovely body. Removing his tongue from her hole, he pushed her sex-stunned body forward. "Okay, baby. Now for the real thing," he said lustily.

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She moved back down toward his still-erect cock until her hips were positioned above his throbbing prick. "All right, get it in there," he ordered in a husky voice. "Come on ... get it in your ass!"

Kamesh's glance at the TV screen showed him that the televised Shanti was now working that same blue dildo into her anus. Perfect timing, Kamesh said to himself. He watched as the bright-blue plastic cock disappeared into her spread buttocks. The real Shanti, meanwhile, was preparing to do the same with his real cock. She grasped Kamesh's thick tool in her fist and guided the head of it to the mouth of her ass. Placing the tip there, she began to slowly but steadily rest the full weight of her hips on Kamesh's dick. Kamesh moaned as he felt the sensitive head of his cock contact the hot flesh of Shanti's anus.

Shanti felt the bulbous head of Kamesh's beautiful cock spread open the tight ring of muscle and gradually enter her anal passage. She wiggled her hips to help ease it into her ass, loving every sensation of the hot cock head intruding into her bowels. Kamesh looked at the large mirror and enjoyed the ecstatic bliss of Shanti's face as his cock began to penetrate. He was able to watch his dick disappear into her beautiful ass, watch the lovely reflection of Shanti's face and body, and see a televised version of Shanti's frantically masturbating form all at the same time.

As the head of Kamesh's cock passed on into her squeezing shit- passage, Shanti threw her head back and howled at the burning sensation it created in her belly. "Aaaaahhhhh ... it feels so goooooood, baby," she groaned."Ooooohhhhh ... I love it, I love it!"

She reached down and grabbed her ass-cheeks with both hands and spread them widely apart to help accommodate more of Kamesh's big cock. Kamesh watched the lovely view of Shanti's ass opening wider and wider as his cock disappeared inch by inch into her squeezing shitter.

"Yeah, baby! Squeeze it in there! Squeeze my cock into that tight ass," he sighed. Her ass continued to suck in more and more of his hot cock-flesh. He was stretching her entire rectum with his magnificent prick.

"Ooooohhhhh ... I love it, baby," she cooed, unable to hold off the feelings of deep orgasm that were beginning in her belly and traveling up her spine. Her hand involuntarily reached for her twitching clit and began to manipulate it feverishly. Her other hand went to her swollen nipples and pinched and pulled the hot, hard, brown buds. She was going into a realm of sexual ecstasy: her clit was being rapidly stimulated; her nipples and tits were being stroked and caressed expertly; her asshole was being filled with hard, hot cock-meat. The only thing she lacked was something for her pussy, but catching a quick glance of herself in the TV screen, beginning to fuck both her asshole and pussy with two dildos, she had hope that Kamesh would do something about her cunt, too. Kamesh took intense sexual satisfaction in both the feeling and appearance of his ten-inch cock sinking into Shanti's butt, and he also noticed her beautifully passionate reflection in the big foot-of-the-bed mirror. Looking sideways, he saw the televised image of Shanti plunging a big, blue plastic cock into both her pussy and ass. He realized that that was probably what she wanted now, too, reaching forward, he took Shanti by the shoulders and gently but firmly pulled her backwards until she was reclining against him. He had even a better view now of his dick jammed into her hot asshole. The mirror showed him every detail of the humid, fragrant penetration.

Kamesh reached to the shelf at the head of the big bed and grasped the bright, blue dildo that Shanti had used in the taped sequence they were both casually watching. Positioning it between her legs and guiding himself by the reflection in the mirror, he placed the big head of the fake cock at the mouth of her gaping pussy. He slowly pushed the plastic prick into the wet folds of her pussy-flesh. She cried out in response. "Ooooohhhhh ... Kamesh, baby ... my ass ... my cunt ... FUCK ME... FUCK ME!" She was at the very brink of orgasm, beginning her rapid slide to ecstasy.

Kamesh watched the mirrored reflection: her hands were both now at her breasts, kneading and squeezing the firm mounds of dark brown flesh; her hips were bucking and writhing and sucking in the last few inches of his hot cock into her butt; her head was thrown back with her long dark hair flying about and her face flushed and distorted with sexual bliss. He felt the hot jism rising within his loins. The bucking movement of Shanti's ass was getting him off without her even beginning to stroke his heavy cock. He spasmodically heaved his cock roughly in and out of her ass, burying it completely in the tight, hot confines of her butt.

"Uuuuuhhhhh ... Kamesh ... I'm coming ... I'M COMING," Shanti cried frantically as the sensations of all her stimulations finally drove her over the brink into complete sexual abandon. Her hands squeezed and pressed her tits. Her loins twitched and bucked to gain each inch of penetration into her cunt and ass. She was coming beautifully.

Kamesh felt himself coming, too. He felt the thick, hot jets of cum traveling through his cock, splashing into the deep interior of Shanti's ass. Both their bodies shook and quaked as the intense powers of orgasm overcame them at the same time. They lunged feverishly against each other with all the force in their bodies ... once ...twice ... three times ... their orgasm took control. Their hot, flushed bodies did a sexual dance, moving to the need of their sexual drives, stirring the deepest source of their physical lust.

And it was all on tape.

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Ch.  05


Kamesh lounged luxuriously in his opulent living room, reviewing the tape of Shanti and himself he had made earlier that day. She's great, he thought to himself, a real natural for good fucking. The large red velvet couch he was reclining on was the only piece of furniture in that corner of the living room. The rest of the slightly secluded area of the large room was dominated by thehuge seven-foot projection TV screen Kamesh was watching. In between the red couch and big screen was a soft, thick rug and a variety of pillows and cushions scattered about. A perfect area for all the seductions and escapades he performed there in front of the big TV screen.

The problem in Kamesh's mind as he watched the excellent quality tape of Shanti sucking his cock in and out of her lovely lips was, "What next?" His life of wealth and leisure was flawed only by these occasional moments of boredom. He had had so many women, all shapes and sizes. With his kind of wealth and good looks it was easy to attract them. Adding the element of video-taping to his sex-life had increased the excitement for a while, but now he was longing for something a little bit different. What would happen, Kamesh wondered, if he was to share some of these video-tapes with someone else? Up until now he had saved the viewing of the tapes for himself and for Shanti, the most steady and loyal (and best in bed) of his many girlfriends. What would happen if he were to use the tapes he had made to help him seduce other people? What if he utilized his sophisticated tape recorder system to tape people without them knowing it and then used the tapes to his advantage by a little innocent blackmail? How he loved his friend Ripu – and he wondered how much similar that bastard would have done with this apparatus in the apartment – he wanted to speak to him but the bugger was in Moldovia on an official trip and had to wait for him to come back to Delhi and find out his tale of escapades and also witness all tapes that he made with his contingent of pusssies – he was interested in knowing some of them – he wanted to know how many of them would share his bed?

He wondered why he hadn't thought of it before. With his video system, all those concealed, unobtrusive cameras, the various video tape recorders he owned, the big screen TV in the living room and the several smaller screens in the bedroom, he could tape whoever he wanted and all that without them ever knowing about it. Until, that is, he chose to show them the tapes, or show the tapes to their husbands or wives or friends. The possibilities were endless, he thought excitedly. And now was the perfect time to begin his new video sex games.

He had invited a married couple from his wife – he knew them for some years now and they lived a few streets away and asked them over for that very night. Ajay and Vijayalakshmi, the perfect couple to begin his new experiments with, Ajay was a successful, hard-working accountant that and he envied the wild playboy lifestyle Kamesh led. He was good-looking, though not as good-looking as myself Kamesh thought. He was fairly broad-minded and Kamesh was sure that he loved sex enough that he would get quite a kick out of seeing a few of Kamesh's more choicefilms. The only drawback to Ajay was his wife, Vijaya.

Vijaya, Kamesh mused, a beautiful woman, no doubt about that but prim and proper as an old-maid college teacher. She was also dark haired, well-built with nice well-shaped tits, always a knockout at the company get togethers, But she had always been cold and uncooperative when Kamesh had proposed a little party with himself, Aruna and Ajay and Vijaya. Well, with Shanti the manipulations he could perform with all this video gadgetry could pry her out of that frigid mold. Kamesh could tell that behind that cold, prudish facade lurked a sensual, sexy woman. And the icing on the cake was Priyamani. Priya was Vijaya's niece and she was staying with Vijaya and Ajay for the summer. Kamesh wasn't sure just how old she was. But he knew she was old enough to enjoy sex if she hadn't been introduced to it already. Kamesh had always had a certain lecherous desire for young girls, and fucking Priyamani would be a dream come true. Fucking Priyamani and Vijaya both at the same time would be the ultimate. And having it all on video tape would record it for sexual history. He renewed his watching of the tape he had made that day with Shanti. They were to the part now where Shanti was opening her luscious asshole for Kamesh's cock.

Hmmmmm, Kamesh thought, all this and more to come and he wondered how this woman Vijaya would take his debauched life style, she knew Aruna though not much interaction though they had met a couple of times, but he went and took the risk and called Ajay to apprise him on what was in store and to his surprise Ajay was game all the way through, he did not see any issue with watching porn and that too –homemade along with his wife and confided that he and his wife were interested in a bit of outside sex – and she was demure conservative but okay for some small time fling. He had met Shanti and wanted a share of her for himself and Kamesh confided that to be possible soon – which invigorated Ajay who was smitten by the Tamil slut as any man was with her – she was sex goddess worshiped by men with no qualms.

Kamesh filled in Shanti with all his plans – he wanted this woman and their niece for himself – and wanted Shanti to play her role with both the husband and wife to enable the copulation planned well executed. She was not to come out and meet them till he told her to come out.

They came and they exchanged greetings – rather erotic and sensual. Both knew their sexual instincts.

Ajay and Vijaya were both pretty well lit up, Kamesh thought as he sat with the two of them in front of the big TV projection screen. He had maneuvered his way around to the subject of his video system and, after they had all consumed enough liquor, gradually worked in the topic of swinging sex.

They were now engrossed in a video-taped copy of a popular pornographic movie.

Kamesh had suggested that they view one just for the hell of it, but thought to himself that it would be a good way to warm up to his next move.

"Gosh, this is embarrassing, how come you are here with this woman when Aruna is out – naughty times with other women" Vijaya blushed, still watching the film intently, however.

"Ahhhhh, hell, this is great, honey," Ajay disagreed. "This is really living. To have all this on tape would be great. You just tune in to whatever you want. Right Kamesh?" he laughed.

"That's right. It's all right there on tape," Kamesh replied, pleased with the reaction to his pornographic movie.

"I bet you've even got tapes of some of those gorgeous broads you're always bringing up here," Ajay said half-jokingly.

"Probably got the real thing on tape, you wanyto watch?" Kamesh quipped.

"Ajay," Vijaya scolded, "of course he doesn't. Do you, Kamesh?

And if he did he wouldn't go around showing them to other people, if that's what you're thinking!" She was talking in a liquor- slurred voice and her main attention was still fixed on the movie. Right now the movie was showing two women and one man all sucking and fucking each other. Kamesh was glad to see Vijaya was enjoying it.

"Don't be so sure about me," Kamesh laughed wickedly. "This video stuff is so expensive I have to use it for something, don't l?"

"What do you mean?" Vijaya asked, puzzled. Ajay looked on with a knowing smile.

"Well, there have been a few times I've taped some of my little escapades," Kamesh explained. "There's even one girl who had been in a few of these pornographic movies at one time and said she didn't care if anybody else saw the tape."

"You're kidding," Vijaya exclaimed.

Ajay just chuckled. "Bring 'em on out, Kamesh. Come on, let's see 'em!"

"Well, I don't know," Kamesh said, stalling. "This girl is somebody you two might know. She lives here with me for a while now and works in a Bank nearby your place and actually lives in the building next to yours on the same street."

"Hell, our building's big enough we might never have seen her, Kamesh," Ajay urged. "And For me besides, if we have seen her that might make it even better!"

"Ajay! Kamesh!" Vijaya said. "I'm surprised at both of you. We shouldn't be watching pictures of anybody ... you know ... doing anything!"

"Hell, honey," Ajay laughed, "that's what you're doing right now!"

Vijaya blushed. Kamesh surveyed the scene closely to make sure his timing was right. "Well, I just happen to have a little tape right here that I made a while back. It might give you an idea of the possibilities of combining sex and video tape."

"Is it that sexy slut you were talking about?" Ajay asked.

"Yeah, sure," Kamesh answered.

"Is she as good looking as most of those girls we see you with, it must be her, frequently seen with you nowadays – Shanti?" Ajay asked excitedly.

"Well, decide for yourself," Kamesh responded as he loaded the new video cassette into the machine.

Vijaya and Ajay both turned their undivided attention to the screen as Shanti's figure appeared half-undressed.

She was unfastening her bra as the scene started.

Almost immediately her big, dark brown tits exploded into view. "Hey, I've seen her!" Ajay shouted. "Her name's Shanti, isn't it?"

"Yeah, that's right," Kamesh answered. "Have you ever seen her before, Vijaya?" "Yes, I have seen her couple of times in the neighborhood," she replied. "I sure never knew she'd been in porno pictures though."

Once Shanti had discarded her bra, she began unfastening her nylons and rolling them seductively around down her smooth, shapely legs. With her front to the camera, leaning back on the big round bed, she removed her panties and gave them all the first full shot of her luscious dark pussy.

"Whew," Ajay whistled. "She is good to look at!" "This really is embarrassing," Vijaya said, but she kept her eyes glued to the screen to see what would happen next. Shanti leaned back farther and spread her legs wide. She began to languidly stroke her gorgeous body. She ran her hands up the insides of her smooth, tan thighs, over her wet brown pussy-lips, across her rounded, sensual belly, and up over her heaving tits.

She paused there to gently pinch and squeeze her erect nipples before stroking her hands back down over her smooth body again.

"Wow! " Ajay exclaimed. "This really is something!"

"Just wait," Kamesh chuckled, "the best is yet to come."

Stopping her hands this time, after about the fifth or sixth trip up and down her body, Shanti began to concentrate on her pussy. She stretched the lips apart, giving a clear, open view of herentire cunt area. Her clit protruded from its little nest of folded skin. Her cunt gaped open and oozed drops of pussy-juice. Her inner cunt-lips took on a hot blushed brownish red color.

She began to rub the entire area of wet, dark pussy-flesh with one open hand. She caressed it with a circular motion, stretching and exciting the inflamed skin. Her facial expression was taking on a more passionate tone. She closed her eyes and began to lose herself in stroking her pussy. Kamesh looked over at Vijaya to gauge her reaction.

Her mouth was hanging open and a shocked, slightly dazed expression was on her face. She must be enjoying it, he thought gladly. Shanti had begun now to gently plunge a fingertip into her open pussy-hole. She teasingly probed the ragged dark opening then withdrew the finger to flick lightly at her swelling clit. Soon, she was dipping deeper and deeper into her dripping cunt and adding a second and then a third finger.

"She's really getting hot now!" Ajay remarked excitedly.

"Oh, I'd be so embarrassed to do that in front of a camera," Vijaya said.

"Well, you do it when you're by yourself, don't you?" Ajay teased, causing Vijaya to blush furiously.

Things are working out just right, Kamesh thought. The taped image of Shanti was still the main center of attention. Shanti was falling deeper and deeper into her finger-fucking fantasy. Her eyes were closed and a combination of peacefulness and passion was reflected on her face. She was now smoothly stroking three fingers in and out of her cunt. Her other hand moved gracefully from one tit to the other with an occasional stop between her legs to gently flick her clit. She was completely lost now in her manipulations. Her hand and her entire crotch area got covered with her glistening cunt-juice. Groping to the side of the bed with one hand, Shanti produced the big, ten-inch blue dildo. Pulling her hips up farther off the bed and spreading her knees wider apart, she placed the head of the fake cock at the mouth of her pussy and gently popped it in and out of the gaping hole several times. Once the head of the large tool was wet with her cunt-sauce, she plunged the full length of it into her pussy with one sharp stroke.

Kamesh turned up the sound track to the tape, and Shanti's sharp gasp as the dildo was suddenly buried in her pussy was amplified loudly in their corner of the living room. Kamesh noticed that Vijaya had been stifling a few gasps and sighs of her own as Shanti had readied the big dildo then shoved it home. He wasn't sure if she was turned on by the sight of Shanti's lovely crotch as she spread it out before their eyes, or shocked at the size of the dildo, or what. He was sure, though, that Vijaya was definitely turned on by something. Her mouth was open, covered by one hand to hide the sound of her gasps. Her other hand was pressed between her legs,drawn up into a fist.

"You seem to be enjoying this, Vijaya," Kamesh ventured, hoping for a positive response.

"Well ... she is a beautiful woman," Vijaya stammered. "It is ... it is quite a sight to watch."

"You're damn right it is," Ajay joined in. "She is one good- Looking female extremely sexy – what a moist skin and what a sensuous face, she looks hotter than hell! "

"Yeah, she's a hot one all right," Kamesh said as they all three watched the tape of Shanti driving the dildo deep into her pussy again and again. Her hips were high enough now that they could see her flexing asshole, juice-covered and glistening. Her free hand was ardently squeezing and pulling at her big, dark brown tits. Her legs were high in the air with her pretty dark-soled feet waving in time to her sharp thrusts. "Oh, Ajay," Vijaya gasped, "this is just too much. We really shouldn't be watching something like this."

"Just hang on, Vijaya," Kamesh interjected. "It gets even better than this."

Shanti's actions became even more frantic. Her voice was coming to them in deep gasps and moans. They could tell she was reaching a magnificent climax. Vijaya shuddered visibly as Shanti's movements and sounds reached a vibrant peak. Shanti's wild, lust-filled moans were blaring through the speakers.

"Ooooohhhhh ... ahh ... ahh... oooohhhh!"

"Oh, shit!" Ajay shouted. "This is really great stuff!"

"Just keep watching," Kamesh instructed calmly.

They proceeded to watch as Shanti produced another blue dildo, just as big as the first, and started to work it into her dark, dark-haired brown puckered asshole. They stared intently as she worked inch by inch of the big plastic dick into her tight hole.

It was worth the wait. She soon had two big blue dildos drilling in and out of her twin, juice-soaked holes!

"Oh ... how that must feel!" Vijaya uttered in a hushed voice, almost unaware of the presence of Kamesh and Ajay.

"It looks like it must feel just great!" Ajay replied.

"Yes, Shanti does like it in both spots," Kamesh said, directing his comment at Vijaya.

"Oh, Kamesh ... Ajay ... see how it stretches her ... her pussy and ... and her other hole," Vijaya stuttered.

She was extremely involved in the tape, Kamesh was pleased to notice. Now's a good time to change the subject matter a little, he thought to himself."As long as you two are enjoying this so much, let me show you a little of what I taped today," Kamesh suggested.

"You mean, with that same good lookin' broad?" Ajay asked.

"Well ... not just by herself," Kamesh teased.

Kamesh punched a few buttons on his console, switched tapes, and there was Shanti, bigger than life on the huge projection screen, with Kamesh's big cock in her mouth. The image was a tight close-up and his large cock and Shanti's soft, wet lips filled the entire screen.

"Oh, Kamesh!" Vijaya gasped.

"Yeah, now that's all right!" Ajay shouted. Deep gurgles and sighs of satisfaction came over the speakers.

Shanti's lips were nuzzling Kamesh's pubic hair. She had his entire cock in her mouth and throat.

The color and realism of the tape were fantastic.

As Shanti drew back her head, the red skin of Kamesh's cock glistened with the saliva that dripped from Shanti's full lips. She grunted audibly as she plunged her head back down, sucking the big, firm tool into her throat again.

"Hey, Kamesh. Is that you she's suckin'?" Ajay asked jovially."Hell, I know it is! You lucky bastard!"

"Is it you?" Vijaya asked, blushing. Kamesh nodded in agreement.

"Gosh! You're so ... you're so big," she stammered.

Uhmmmmm, Kamesh thought, she really is turned on. Let's see how she responds to the rest of the tape before making a little proposition.

"Let's just advance the tape a tiny bit," Kamesh said as he pressed a few buttons.

"Here's another shot you might find interesting."

He had advanced the tape to the segment in which Shanti was just beginning to allow him to penetrate her asshole. It was several moments before Vijaya realized what was happening on the screen. Kamesh had taken this section of tape from a camera concealed at the head of his large bed.

A completely different angle and a much wider view of the two lovers got now being shown.

"Oh, it is you!" Vijaya exclaimed as though she hadn't really believed before that it was Kamesh. Now she could see his face, flushed and lust-filled, and Shanti's passionate expression was also reflected in the mirror.

Shanti began her movements as they gazed intently. She lowered her pelvis slowly but steadily onto Kamesh's prick. Her asshole stretched wider and wider to accommodate his massive cock as it disappeared gradually into the steaming hole between the cheeks of her perfect ass. Shanti and Kamesh were both breathing and gasping with desire and lust. Their guttural gasps were loudly broadcast into the room.

"Ooohhhhh ... I love it, baby," they heard Shanti groan as Kamesh's entire cock was sucked into her hot ass.

Kamesh was pretending to enjoy the scene, but was watching and enjoying Vijaya's responses much more. He felt no embarrassment as she and Ajay watched him naked and hot on the TV screen. He enjoyed the feeling that other people were getting off just watching him fuck. Vijaya was getting hotter and hotter as she watched Shanti begin to play with her nipples and clit as Kamesh's dick filled her ass. She felt her cunt getting wet as she took in every bit of the passionate scene being revealed by the tape. It was different than she had felt before.

Somehow she had a strange desire to be with the two lovers as they fucked so intensely. She wondered what it would be like to have a cock that big inside her ass.

And she even let her mind wander to the possibilities of what Shanti's swollen tits and inflamed clit and pussy would feel like in her hands.

Vijaya became more entranced as Kamesh pulled Shanti back toward him and inserted the big, blue dildo into her gaping cunt. Vijaya silently mouthed the words along with her as Shanti creamed, "Fuck me ... fuck me!"

Kamesh watched Vijaya with satisfaction and desire. As the scene began drawing to its climax, Shanti fondling herself madly as Kamesh shoved his cock in and out of her ass, Kamesh thought he saw Vijaya reaching an orgasm of her own. His cock was stiff and hard inside his pants and he knew that he would have to somehow, someway get Vijaya in bed.

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Ajay was totally engrossed in the tape and hadn't noticed nearly as much of Vijaya's excitement as Kamesh had. As the moment of orgasm thundered to a peak then slowly passed through the two taped lovers, the three spectators gradually drew their eyes away from the screen.

"Wow ... that was really something," Ajay chuckled, not realizing the intense effect it had had on Kamesh and Vijaya.

"Yes ... yes, it was," Vijaya said in a soft, passionate voice.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. Won't be you two would like to make one sometime?" Kamesh said in a half-joking manner.

"Anytime," Ajay responded happily, not taking Kamesh seriously at first.

"I really mean it," Kamesh said. "It's a real turn on to see your self fucking on film."

"Hey, why don't we try that, honey?" Ajay asked Vijaya excitedly. Her infatuation with the film had cooled rapidly, though, as she was changing back to her old, prudish self.

"Are you serious?" she asked Ajay indignantly.

Kamesh didn't realize her sudden drop in passion and pressed on with his sexy proposition. "You'd look beautiful on tape, Vijaya!"

"What? You guys have gotta be kidding," she replied.

"I mean it, Vijaya. You and Ajay could go in my bedroom and I could film the whole thing!" he insisted, still not realizing her opposition to the idea. "And somebody else that would really lookgood on that big TV screen is that sexy niece of yours," he continued, impulsively.

"You're crazy!" she cried, and angrily jumped up from the couch and walked out of the room. Ajay and Kamesh heard the door slam behind her.

"Goddam. I guess I got a little carried away," Kamesh muttered apologetically. Suddenly realizing that Ajay might take offense at Kamesh's insistence that Vijaya be taped nude, Kamesh attempted to shift his attention to Vijaya's niece, Priyamani. "I was really trying to get her to say something about Priyamani," he explained. "I'd really like to film her!"

"Yeah. I know just what you mean," Ajay said. "I get the hot for Priyamani all the time, but there's nothing I can do about it. Don't worry about Vijaya, though. She's just old-fashioned."

"You mean you could get into some taping?" Kamesh asked, planning ahead as he said it.

"Sure!" Ajay replied. "I'd swap and swing and everything else if it wasn't for that damn Vijaya."

"Well, you never can tell," Kamesh said, "things have a way of changing."

"Yeah, but you've really got it made!" Ajay said enviously. "You've got Shanti and who knows how many others, and you could probably get Priyamani if you really tried. And even that sexy red black saree friend of hers!"

"Sexy red-black saree friend? Hmmmmm," Kamesh thought as he got up to fix them another drink.

You just can't tell where this might end.

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Ch.   06


A few days later, the slut in her won over the demure spiritual Vijaya and she called Kamesh – he was waiting and the next thing – well, the elevator stopped at the fourth floor.

Kamesh's floor, Vijaya was excited and the heart beat was beyond limits, it was several days after the evening she and Ajay had spent with Kamesh watching those dirty tapes. She hadn't stopped thinking about it since. It had been awfully dirty and awfully embarrassing, and when Kamesh had suggested that she and Ajay and even Priyamani might like to be taped in the nude and screwing. It had just been too much for her, she thought. But it had left her with a strange longing for a kind of wild sexual experience that she had never desired before. It felt as though some animal lust hidden deep inside of her had been partially released and excited by the tapes she had watched.

She had never really desired another man before, but now she had thoughts of Kamesh and that big, monster-cock of his. She'd never been that fond of oral sex, but seeing that woman suck Kamesh's cock like that had really turned her on. She never ever had anal sex, and seeing it on the tape had given her a strange desire for it. And she had never even dreamed of the possibility of having sex with another woman – but that Shanti had been so attractive, so sexy, so exciting. She just couldn't believe the thoughts she was having, the elevator door opened and Vijaya's mouth dropped open as well when she saw who stepped in. It was Shanti! It was the same beautiful, sexy woman she had seen in those tapes the other night, masturbating and sucking and fucking and all those wonderful, wicked things.

The sight of her brought a flush to Vijaya's face and a warm glow to her loins.

Shanti did not realize at first who Vijaya was, though Kamesh had told her that he had let a couple who lived in the apartment building near to her building down the street to see the tapes. She had been excited as he had explained his plan to try to do some maneuvering and manipulating with the video tape equipment. A little innocent blackmail, Kamesh had called it. She had been intrigued, also, when Kamesh had described how the woman, Vijaya he said her name was, had become so excited by watching the film of Shanti finger-fucking. Shanti had made it with other women before, and the idea of someone new to seduce was as appealing and exciting to her as it was to Kamesh, Shanti noticed the strange way the woman in the elevator was looking at her. There was a dark blush on her attractive face and a look of mixed surprise and desire in her eyes. Then it hit her – this must be Vijaya, of course, she looked just like Kamesh had described her. And the crazy look of embarrassment and surprise on her face convinced Shanti that this was the woman who had seen the explicit video tapes and became so turned on.

"Vijaya?" Shanti ventured tentatively.

"How did you know my name?" Vijaya gasped.

"Well, I just kind of put two and two together," Shanti said in a warm, friendly manner, stepping closer.

"Mmmmmm, I see why Kamesh wants to screw her and enjoy this dusky dark but extremely exotic and voluptuous sexy and exciting woman," she thought. "She's gorgeous."

"Kamesh told me he showed some of our tapes to some friends the other night," Shanti explained. "He told me how much you enjoyed them."

"Yes ... yes, I did enjoy them," Vijaya stammered. She was feeling both embarrassment and a strange, warm desire as Shanti kept moving closer. And the warm, teasing look that Shanti was giving her was making her feel good all over.

"I'm glad you like them. We've made so many of them and they're all so good I'm glad somebody finally got to see them," Shanti said, moving right up next to Vijaya as she spoke.

"You're not embarrassed that I ... that somebody else saw you ... you know ... doing what you were doing in those tapes?" Vijaya asked in a weak voice. She was becoming turned on in Shanti's presence just like she had been that night when she watched Shanti jerk off on tape.

"No, not at all," Shanti the Tamil slut laughed.

"I kind of like the idea of somebody seeing me hot and naked like that. I was not always like that but when I realized a few years ago how important youth in me is to enjoy sex and not to lose a moment of it – I gave up on my façade of spirituality, chastity and all fake devotion to one man – and fidelity"

She noticed how Vijaya blushed more furiously and breathed more passionately as she spoke about the tapes. She pressed on. " And now Vijaya, I am a self-made slut and have many experiences with men and women – Kamesh is just one of my playthings and current flavor of the season, with him and with men and even women I just love to play with my pussy and fuck and everything and now with Kamesh, this new thing, watch it on tape. I am sure you will like to or would have tried it?"

No ... no, I haven't," Vijaya said in a breathless voice.

"Oh, god," Vijaya thought, "she's talking about her character, her evolution into a slut and even how much she enjoys her pussy right in front of me. And she's standing so close to me. And she's so beautiful and sexy."

Shanti knew how turned on Vijaya was getting. She could see it in her face and hear it in her breathing. Oh, wouldn't Kamesh be thrilled if I could get her on tape, she thought. And wouldn't I be thrilled if I could get her into that big round bed of Kamesh's with me. Shanti decided to go all the way. She leaned forward and placed her hand gently but firmly on Vijaya's curved hip. "And there are more of those tapes with all sex, you know. Some even better ones!" she said, leaning her face closer to Vijaya's. "How would you like to go watch some of them with me?"

Vijaya's mind reeled with the thought of being with Shanti and seeing more tapes of her gorgeous sexy body. She felt herself giving in to her crazy lust.

"Okay, I'd like to," she said softly. "You mean right now?"

"Yeah, my Mallu slut in the making," Shanti said, slowly caressing Vijaya's hip. Vijaya was from Calicut settled in Bangalore.

"We will watch right now!" She took Vijaya gently by the arm and led her through the open elevator door. They walked briskly and silently down the carpeted hallway to Kamesh's apartment. Shanti unlocked the door with the key Kamesh had given her and they stepped in. Taking Vijaya by the hand, she walked her directly to the red velvet couch in front of the big TV screen. "You just sit right here, honey, and I'll turn on the tapes," she said in a friendly but firm voice. She knew she didn't have Vijaya in bed with her yet and that she might have to exert some authority. That's the way it usually was when she seduced other women, she thought. A little force always seemed to do the trick.

Vijaya sat back nervously on the couch and watched Shanti adjust some controls on the video player. Shanti had kicked off her shoes and was sitting on the floor with her legs tucked under hershapely ass as she browsed through the many tapes Kamesh had. Shanti inserted a cassette into the machine and turned it on. Vijaya again felt the warm, wicked glow of lesbian desireflowing through her body as she saw the beautiful scene of Shanti's passionate, naked body explode onto the screen. The tape had begun with the segment where Shanti was fucking herself with the big dildo and Vijaya was turned on immediately. Then the same luscious woman she was watching on the screen sat down right next to her. "This is the one you saw the other night, isn't it?" Shanti asked as she tucked her long, wheatish colored legs under her and leaned next to Vijaya.

"Yes ... yes ... this is the same one," Vijaya uttered in a husky voice. The sensation of Shanti's body so close to hers was making her both nervous and excited at the same time. Oh, I just don't know, she thought. Can it really be that I want another woman to touch me? Her mind was filled with hot lust. She relaxed and felt only excitement now as Shanti leaned so close that their shoulders touched and she could feel Shanti's warm breath on her neck.

"Uuuuummmmm ... it makes me horny just watching it," Shanti sighed. "That dildo is so big that it makes my whole pussy just ... just burn when I shove it in like that!" She scooted a little closer to Vijaya. Their hips were slightly touching now and she could feel the passionate warmth of Vijaya's tempting body. "Do you use a dildo like that when you play with yourself?" Shanti asked softly, watching Vijaya blush.

"No, I never have," Vijaya said, embarrassed again by Shanti's explicit and personal sexual talk.

"Oh, it's great!" Shanti whispered her mouth close to Vijaya's smooth neck. " Do you know and in fact the bigger the better, too. Do you want to see a tape with an even bigger one?"

"Yes ... I'd love to," Vijaya said, excited by the thought I can't imagine you using one any bigger."

"I have one special one that's bigger. The biggest one I have!" she said as she went to the video console and quickly changed the cassette. "It's special, though ... real special!"

The new tape flashed onto the screen and Vijaya gasped at what she saw. The tape showed Shanti and another beautiful dark woman, she was Chitra the sister in crime both naked on their knees with their asses pressed together. As she watched more closely and their writhing, bucking hips moved apart, she saw a gigantic dildo was connecting the two of them by their stretched, dripping pussies.

It was a double-headed dildo. Vijaya had never seen one before. It was much bigger around than the other one Shanti had used, bigger even than Kamesh's cock had looked. She watched with rapt attention as Shanti and the other women stimulated themselves by moving their naked, luscious asses together. They were actually fucking each other, she realized. Vijaya noticed that Shanti had come back over to the couch and as moving close to her. She wasn't hesitating this time and Vijaya felt her warm body press against her own. She felt Shanti's intent gaze on her, also, as she continued to watch the incredible scene on the TV screen. Shanti knew she was hot, she realized. She's getting turned on watching me get turned on, she thought passionately.

"How do you like the size of that one?" Shanti whispered sexily in Vijaya's ear. She brushed Vijaya's long brown hair back with her hand and pressed her lips against Vijaya's smooth neck.

"Oh Shanti I am addicted - please, don't," Vijaya said breathlessly. "Not yet at least ... give me time."

"Don't worry, honey," Shanti said, continuing to caress Vijaya's neck with her lips, placing a hand on Vijaya's quivering thigh."We'll have all the time we need."

Shanti continued her light, passionate caresses and Vijaya felt herself falling into a sexual haze. She relaxed more, letting herself recline more easily back on the couch, enjoying Shanti's tender touch as she continued to gaze intently at the screen. She sighed as she felt Shanti's hot tongue touch the sensitive skin of her neck – and then saw Shanti and Chitra on the screen convulse in orgasm.

Vijaya watched in a daze as they climaxed wildly. She spread her thighs apart as Shanti's hand moved toward her hot pussy. She moaned as Shanti touched her warm mound through the thin cloth of her panties. She pushed against the warm hand, trying to cure the burning desire developing in her loins. Shanti held her hand still and only allowed a light touch, however, teasing her on to even more passion. Shanti pulled away from Vijaya abruptly, deliberately depriving her of what she wanted.

Vijaya collapsed against the back of the couch, gasping with her eyes closed as Shanti again went to the video console to put on another tape. Vijaya opened her eyes when she felt Shanti sit down again next to her.

The new scene on the big screen was of Kamesh fucking the other girl with his huge cock as Shanti knelt naked beside them.

The camera was now stationary, fixed at an angle behind the two screwing lovers.

Vijaya had a perfect view of the other girl's spread buttocks and Kamesh's muscular ones as he pounded his cock into Chitra's open, dark-haired pussy.

His balls slapped against her wet, flexing asshole with each downward thrust he made. Her long legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, pulling him into her belly more and more deeply with each thrust she made.

Vijaya felt Shanti's hand go again to her pussy she could feel how her juices had soaked through her panties and into her pubic hair. Shanti's hand pressed hard against the soft, hot mound and Vijaya groaned deep in her throat with the pleasure it gave her lust-filled body. She quickly released the pressure, however, and left Vijaya wanting more and more.

"Please ... touch me more ... touch my ... my pussy, please," she begged breathlessly, still watching the screen.

"Take off your clothes, baby," Shanti whispered in her ear, dipping into it with her tongue. "Take them off," she ordered gently, "then I'll make you feel real good."

Vijaya obeyed without hesitation, her saree was already in a dishelmed state, now removed and quickly stripping her blouse, bra and petticoat and underwear off as quickly as she could and she was completely naked in a few brief moments and reclined again on the couch, waiting for more of Shanti's tender caresses. Shanti did not respond immediately, though. She gazed with lust at Vijaya's naked body, feasting her eyes on her full, large-nipple tits, wetly shining brown-haired mound, and softly rounded hips. Vijaya felt both humiliated and excited at the same time as Shanti stared so openly at her cunt. She knew that now she would do anything Shanti told her to do. She wanted Shanti to give her the gratification her lust-filled body so urgently needed. She somehow knew that Shanti had deliberately manipulated her into needing her so badly and into her embarrassing nakedness, but she didn't care now. She wanted her. She needed her in her pussy. Her skilled fingers, her hot tongue, her nipples, her toes, anything, everything!

She sighed as Shanti finally reached out and stroked the warm mound of brown hair at the base of her belly. "Spread your legs, baby," Shanti commanded softly. Vijaya did so and was rewarded with the touch of Shanti's warm hand on the hot flesh of her spread lips. Shanti withdrew her hand almost as soon as she had touched, though. Taking Vijaya's hand, she placed it on her inflamed pussy. Vijaya didn't realize for a moment what Shanti was doing and gasped in surprise.

"Play with your self Mallu slut" Shanti ordered gently. "Let me watch you play with your pussy while you finish watching the tape. Then I'll lick your pussy and rub my tits between your legs and fuck you with the dildo and everything!"

Vijaya couldn't refuse. She had begun to gently rub her swollen clit with her fingers even before Shanti finished speaking. It felt so good, she thought! And somehow Shanti watching her made it even better. She sighed with satisfaction as her fingers caressed her burning flesh! Shanti gazed at her passionately, removing her own clothing as she did so. She'll do anything now, Shanti thought excitedly. Just wait till I get her in the bedroom. Vijaya glanced at Shanti and say that she was half-undressed. Only her bra and panties remained to hide Shanti's exquisite body from her eyes. The sight served to give even more passion and fever to her manipulations of her pussy. She reached down with her other hand and held the swollen lips of her cunt widely apart, opening her pussy even more. She plunged three fingers into the ragged, dark hole, seeking to satisfy the burning desire in her loins.

Shanti watched with delight as Vijaya increased the intensity of her actions. She removed her bra, her eyes glued to Vijaya's sexy, masturbating body as Vijaya's eyes were glued to the TV screen. Vijaya was too entranced by the tape to notice that Shanti had completely removed her clothes and was kneeling beside her. Vijaya felt herself beginning to climax as she continued towatch the scene of Shanti on the screen. She felt Shanti's nipples brush against her face and turned toward her as she felt her body and mind swirling to the peak of her orgasm. Shanti clutched her head and pulled her beautiful face into her large, soft tits, holding her there as she came.

"Oooohhhh ... Shanti ... you're so beautiful!" she cried, licking and biting at Shanti's gorgeous tits as she came and came and came. Vijaya's body went limp in her arms as Shanti squeezed her to her tits. Her orgasm had diminished and she was dazed and stunned by the intensity of her massive climax.

"Come on, baby," Shanti commanded. "Let's go in the bedroom and really get down to business!"

Vijaya sprawled invitingly across the big round bed. Shanti had taken her by the hand and led her into the big, plush bedroom. Vijaya, still dazed from her recent orgasm in Shanti's arms, was waiting, naked and hot, for Shanti to come to bed with her and do all those things she had said she would. Her smooth, lust-filled body writhed on the silk bedspread as Vijaya anticipated the touch of Shanti's tongue and mouth on her sensitive pussy-flesh. Shanti quietly and secretly turned on the video recorder as Vijaya reclined with eyes closed on the bed. Vijaya would not be aware of it, but every second of the sexual escapade to follow would be captured on Kamesh's elaborate video system.

I just can't wait until Kamesh sees this, Shanti thought excitedly. He'll know exactly what to do with it, she mused. Our little blackmail plot will soon be a reality. Shanti knew the camera was pointed straight at the middle of the bed, right where Vijaya was lying. Vijaya was facing right into the camera and the videotape was already recording her as she lewdly spread her legs in anticipation of Shanti's caresses. The camera was recording every bit of her still-wet and glistening pussy that revealed itself as her thighs parted. With cameras rolling, Shanti approached the bed. She took the big blue dildo from its hiding place and climbed into bed with Vijaya. Vijaya's eyes opened expectantly when she felt Shanti's warm body next to hers. She began to passionately and shamelessly rub her brown-haired mound against Shanti's belly.

"Ummmmmmmm, that's right, baby," Shanti sighed. "I love to see you all excited and hungry like that!" She began to lightly rub the blue dildo up and down Vijaya's smooth thighs. Keeping in mind the placement of the video camera, Shanti teased Vijaya with the dildo until she was positioned just right with her knees spread and raised and her hot pussy gaping open for the big, blue tool.

Placing the head of the massive object at the mouth of Vijaya's open cunt, Shanti whispered lewdly in her ear, "Let's see how this feels, baby!" She shoved hard and sent the huge dildo roughly into the depths of Vijaya's trembling pussy.

"Aaahhhhh," Vijaya cried out, lost in a sudden rush of pain and pleasure. She jerked her hips involuntarily, first to withdraw from the intruding object then to suck in more and more of the delicious feelings it stirred in her belly. She pressed her hips against Shanti's hand at the mouth of her cunt, trying to bury as much of the dildo as she could deep within her pussy.

"Uuummm," Shanti replied, "you just love that, don't you, baby? Uuummm ... isn't that good? Doesn't that make your pussy feel good, baby?" She maintained the delicious pressure on the dildo, holding it deep inside Vijaya's belly as Vijaya continued to buck and writhe on the bed.

As abruptly as she had shoved it in, Shanti pulled the dildo back out, leaving only the large head of the object inside Vijaya's pussy. She worked the head around lightly, teasing Vijaya, stimulating just the lips of her cunt. Vijaya continued to grind her hips in a circular motion, still trying for more of that deep satisfaction.

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"Shove it in ... give me more ... please, Shanti," Vijaya begged. The begging added to Shanti's pleasure. It made her feel completely in control of the person she was sexually manipulating.

"Beg for it, baby," Shanti whispered in Vijaya's ear. "Tell me how you want it!"

"Please ... please," Vijaya begged breathlessly, wanting the dildo deep in her cunt like she had never wanted anything before. "Shove it in me ... please, Shanti, please!"

Tell me where you want it, baby," Shanti teased, delighting in the exquisite torture she was inflicting.

"In my cunt ... deep in my cunt ... please, oh, God, please!" Vijaya cried, shoving her hips up toward Shanti's hand and the object of her wild desire.

Shanti plunged the dildo hard and deep into Vijaya's quivering pussy, watching the look of pure rapture that appeared on Vijaya's face as she shoved.

"That is exciting Shanti, Aaaahhhhh ... oh ... harder ... harder ... deeper in my cunt!" Vijaya yelled in response.

Shanti once again grabbed Vijaya's hand and guided it to her own throbbing pussy. Vijaya grabbed the base of the dildo immediately and began to convulsively shove and drive the huge tool into her hungry pussy. Shanti watched with pleasure – she delighted in watching Vijaya fuck herself and knew that Kamesh was going to love seeing it on video tape. She knew that Vijaya was reaching another orgasm from the wildness of her movements and the hysterical fevered pitch of her squeals and cries. She needed to come, too, but realized she wanted to watch Vijaya.

Shanti restrained herself from joining in and knelt beside the frenzied Vijaya, giving the camera an open view of the mounting orgasm. Vijaya's back was arched, her hips vibrating and humpingabove the bed as she slammed the dildo again and again into her burning cunt. Her voice was now a series of short, passionate squeals that escaped her throat with each inward thrust of the big fake cock. She was coming and her writhing body was flushed with her passionate heat and wet with sweat. Her hips gyrated even more wildly now as she reached the pinnacle of her orgasm and completely lost herself in sexual oblivion.

"Qoohhh ... ooohhhh ... aaahh, it's sooooo goood!"

Shanti couldn't resist Vijaya's appealing actions and reached forward, grasping a firm tit in each hand and squeezing the rubbery flesh and lust-hardened nipples, adding to Vijaya's ecstasy.

"OOOHHH ... SHANTI ... OOHHH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME!" Vijaya screamed.

Vijaya's body relaxed and Shanti fell forward on top of her, still holding her tits. Their hips met and Vijaya felt her passion pulling her into the luscious lesbian embrace. It was a new experience for her, the touch of another woman's lips, the pressure of another woman's naked body on top of hers. She loved it. Her hungry mouth sucked in Shanti's tongue. Her lips kissed and caressed Shanti's lips. She felt wonderful and wildly sexy unlike ever had before. She knew that what she was now doing was something she had always thought of as being wrong, but she didn't care. The wickedness of her actions excited her still more and she wrapped her arms around Shanti's smooth back and grasped Shanti's rounded hips with her thighs. She squeezed and caressed Shanti's warm, naked body as Shanti caressed hers as they both hungrily licked and sucked each other's lips and tongue.

Then Shanti began thrusting the big blue dildo more furiously into Vijaya's sopping wet pussy. Vijaya thrashed about on the big bed wildly, caught up in the first tremors of a bone-shattering orgasm. "Harder!" Vijaya screamed, bucking her hips to try and take as much of the dildo up her fiery cunt as she could. "Make me come! Aaaahhh!"

Shanti smiled evilly and rammed the dildo deeper into Vijaya's cunt, working up a sizzling froth of fresh pussy-sauces. "I'm coming! Oh, sooo gooood!" Vijaya bellowed.

"This is it! Arrrggghhh!"

As Vijaya squirmed frantically on the bed, Shanti looked up at the hidden lens of the video tape camera.

Kamesh is really going to like this, she thought, driving the dildo fiercely into Vijaya's cunt until the girl passed out from the intensity of her gut- wrenching climax.



To be continued....

[blackdesk]

Ohh you are a hell of a writer. Cock breaking writer I can say. It is sheer pleasure reading your story.

[kamdev99008]

udate next dear

[Rkdesi007]

Ch. 07


Vijaya made one mistake – she went into hibernation after the last filming at Kamesh's place and that was for a long period and upon repeated calling did not respond either to Kamesh or Shanti – Ajay was not contacted by the duo for obvious reasons and then Shanti came up with a brilliant idea and this was to be executed without Kamesh in the loop and she used her other paramour Ratan.

Ratan knew how to track down women and in three days – he smoked out the dusky Mallu pussy out of her hole – and she was in his arms within no time – seduction was his passion and he would do anything for his love Shanti – which we already know.

She was brought to his house and blissfully unaware of the presence of her nemesis – and after a couple of drinks and play – she was handed over to the captor.

Shanti circled the bed slowly.

Vijaya shat bricks as soon as she saw the bitch and her expressions were fear gnawed and extremely remorseful. How could she not understand this – why will someone just contact her and give her so much attention overnight – how come she failed to grasp this and fell hook line and sinker – but she had not choice and she was now encircled.

Vijaya's arms were firmly held to the bedframe by the shackles on her wrists. A broad leather strap held her body down on the bed. She strained to reach Shanti's soft skin and lush body, but the Tamil slut dark haired slut just held back just out of reach. Both women were naked. Shanti held a large vibrating dildo that was covered with flavored desi ghee in one hand, and a leather strap in the other. Her tits bounced on her chest as she surveyed her captive.

Vijaya's fingers could just reach Shanti's smooth belly. Shanti watched as her Mallu slut tried desperately to stroke her breasts and pussy. She giggled and pulled back a few inches, slapping Vijaya with the strap, leaving a broad red welt on her arm.

Vijaya moaned in frustration and threw herself back on the bed. She lay back and spread her thighs wide apart, to give Shanti a good view of her dripping and swollen pussy, hoping to entice the bewitching bitch into licking at her dripping crotch. Vijaya still could not reach her cunt with her hands. She had been kept on the brink of orgasm all afternoon, and was going out of her mind with lust. She tensed and released her pussy muscles, making her cunt lips open and close like a sideways mouth. The hot smell of her crotch drifted forth as a few droplets of Vijaya's cream oozed out.

"Please! Let me suck you! I'll do a good job, I promise. You'll be begging me to go on! I *need* your cunt, you little slut!" Vijaya was beyond feeling humiliation, and openly begged for Shanti to open her slippery slit before Vijaya's hungry mouth.

Shanti realized that she was suddenly in control. All these weeks she had been the tormented for this pussy, never in her life did she lust for a pussy and Vijaya was a tormentor, and Vijaya had been the authority figure, vanished after the last encore where her role was fantastic which was taped and available for viewing private but could be made public – and that was the 'blackmail' which conveyed to Vijaya made her the willing slut this afternoon – she was in the snare and completely entrenched in the sin and now was into homework and handing out tests. Now the roles had been reversed and Shanti could make Vijaya do anything she wanted. Her mouth watered with the possibilities.

"Listen, you bitch" Shanti yelled, "You'll do as *I* say, and will suck cunt when *I* tell you to! Is that clear?"

Vijaya cowered on the bed, her face reddening with shame. "Y-yes, Shanti" she stammered out.

"Yes, *WHAT*?" Shanti demanded, whipping Vijaya's thighs with the strap.

"Yes....mistress!" Vijaya said.

"Good. Now, I want to set some ground rules for you. Here's the key to your handcuffs. I'm going to leave it here on the nightstand where you can reach it. You're free at any time to unlock yourself and leave. Only, if you do, my pussy will be off limits for you forever! Now, can you handle that? And you know the tapes – Right?"

Vijaya mutely nodded that she understood, and said that she would obey her mistress, and not unlock herself without permission.

Shanti beamed with pride, and set to work. She lay back on the edge of the bed, only inches from Vijaya's feet, and began to caress her own body. She clicked the vibrator on, and let it slowly slide down her body, from her delicate neck, over her heaving breasts, down past her smooth belly, and towards her fragrant, dripping cunt.

She pulled her pussy lips apart, revealing her well-stroked clit. The tip of the vibrator found her opening, and slid inside. Shanti stared into Vijaya's eyes as she thrust the dildo deep inside her pussy. Vijaya's hands were clutching at her belly, trying to reach her distended clit. Creamy cuntal lubrication dripped from her hole. Tears welled up in her eyes as she felt she would never be able to reach the climax she had been craving all day.

Shanti finally took pity on Vijaya and pulled the buzzing cock from her cunt, and held it out towards Vijaya's crotch. Vijaya gasped with delight, and thrust her hips forward.

"If you want this, you'll have to beg!" Shanti purred, smiling wickedly. The tip of the vibrator was around 3 inches from Vijaya's dripping box. Vijaya begged and pleaded for Shanti to cram it inside her. Shanti poked at Vijaya's clit, keeping the vibrator directly on her love button for only one or two seconds at a time. Vijaya's hips arched up off the bed, her cunt homing in on the buzzing love-toy. Shanti held it over almost a foot away from the bed so that Vijaya had to fully arch her back, almost to the point where she thought she would snap in half. She could just feel her clit touch the vibrator when she had to fall back in exhaustion.

Vijaya screamed again with desperation, and with a yell, Shanti shoved the full 12 inch plastic device up Vijaya's cunt, and she collapsed back on the bed, her hips pounding up and down furiously. She came and came. Juice poured out the sides of her pussy, drenching the sheets. Her cum lasted for almost 15 minutes before her spasm vagina began to calm down. She clutched at her breasts, her chest heaving and glistening with sweat.

Shanti allowed Vijaya no rest, however and she crawled up Vijaya's chest and straddled her face. "Now, bitch, start sucking! And don't stop till I tell you to!" She moved forward, planting her cunt directly over her professor's opened mouth. Just as Vijaya stuck out her tongue to caress Shanti's genitals, Shanti added, "And don't spill a single drop!"

With that, she began to piss into Vijaya's mouth. Vijaya started and reflexively closed her lips. Hot yellow piss spilled all over her face, and dripped down her neck onto the bed.

"You Bitch!" Shanti yelled. "Can't you even listen! You'll pay for this, you slut!"

She leaned back and pulled the vibrator from Vijaya's red, raw pussy, and tossed it off the bed. She grabbed a c-clamp from the pile of sex toys on the nightstand and started screwing it onto Vijaya's right tit.

"No, please!" begged Vijaya, "I'll do as you say. I love drinking your piss, it's like champagne! Please don't clamp my titties! No...NOO! ..AAAHHHH!" She screamed in terror as the metal clamp closed in on her nipple. Shanti tightened it until the tip of her nipple was almost totally flattened, then she started working on the other one.

Vijaya's screams became even too much for Shanti to handle after her second nipple was firmly squished between the metal edges of the clamp. She grabbed the ball-gag from table and shoved it into Vijaya's mouth. Now her professor was totally bound and gagged. Shanti watched as her naked sweaty body writhed in agony before her. Grabbing the leather strap, she began whipping Vijaya's belly and thighs. Her supple body twitched and shook with pain as the whip left its red marks all over Vijaya's white, creamy flesh. Soon a criss-cross pattern of welts was evident all over her skin.

When Shanti focused on Vijaya's tits, the c-clamps on her nipples were pulled and tugged by the whip as it struck. To Vijaya, it felt like her breasts were being torn from her chest. She twisted her torso in a vain attempt to avoid Shanti's blows, but this only exposed more untouched flesh on her sides and back for the Slimy Tamil Iyer slut to punish.

Shanti then turned her attention to Vijaya's still oozing cunt. She held Vijaya's pussy lips apart with her left hand, leaving her soft inner tissues totally vulnerable. The whip in her right hand came down hard on Vijaya's clit, and the bound slut went rigid with pain. Shanti whipped her cunt again and again, until Vijaya was beyond feeling. She could hear Vijaya's muffled cries even through the ball gag, and smiled to think of how she was similarly treated by her new boss just recently, and how she had loved it. Soon, however, Shanti got bored of whipping Vijaya's soft pussy. She went to the pile of leather toys and pulled out a new toy and looking at that Vijaya's eyes widened with fear as Shanti approached the bed. She tried to shrink away from the hard leather tip of the whip, which Shanti dangled before her eyes. She dragged it slowly down Vijaya's soft body, circling each tit before sliding past her crotch towards her feet.

Grabbing a bottle of oil from the table, Shanti covered Vijaya's feet with the shiny lubricant. She then pulled Vijaya's left leg out straight, so it was a few inches off the bed, and made her point her toes to the ceiling, holding onto Vijaya's big toe, Shanti began whipping the soles of Vijaya's feet. At the touch of the first whip blow, Vijaya jerked her foot up and away from Shanti's grasp. Shanti did not expect that kind of insolence, from her slave,and slammed the whip down on Vijaya's thigh with full force.

"Damnit! Did I tell you that you could move your foot, you bitch?!"

Shanti whipped Vijaya's thighs again and again, leaving wide red welts all over her skin. Some drops of blood oozed out along the deeper gashes. Vijaya screamed into her ball gag with terror. She had never felt such pain.

"Now, will you behave, slut?!" Shanti demanded. Tearfully, Vijaya nodded yes, and held her leg out shakily. Shanti began to whip her soles again. With each strike, Vijaya flinched, but did not pull away. Soon Shanti was able to whip her feet with brutal force and not have to hold onto her toes. The oil on her soles seemed to make each blow sting even more.

Vijaya eyed the key sitting on the nightstand. All she had to do was reach over and let herself free and this terrible whipping would stop. But that would also mean that she would never again know the softness of Shanti's thighs, and the taste of her slippery cunt.

Vijaya looked up at her torturer. Even as Shanti was punishing her, Vijaya couldn't help but lust after Shanti's voluptuous and sensual body. She was concentrating intently on striking every square inch of Vijaya's soles, and her brow furrowed with concentration. The smell of Shanti's sweaty body filled Vijaya's nostrils, and made her want to submit to Shanti's whims even more. It was Shanti's beauty and vivid sexuality then held Vijaya bound to the bed more firmly than any ropes or chains ever could.

Tears rolled down Vijaya's dark cheeks as Shanti savaged her feet. Each whip blow tore her soles, and sent daggers of pain up her legs. Blood covered the bottoms of her feet, but this only spurred Shanti on more. She whipped Vijaya's feet harder and harder, sweat shining on her bouncing tits. Incredibly, Shanti could see Vijaya's clit still pointing erect out of her pussy lips the entire time. Vijaya's whipping was turning her on, just as Shanti's had made her own pussy ooze creamy juice.

Finally, Shanti pulled the gag from Vijaya's mouth. The till now absconding Mallu pussy gasped for breath, no longer able to scream. "Now, my little Vijayalaxmi cunt, thank me for your punshment. Thank me and offer to lick my whip clean, or I'll start doing things to you that you don't even want to start thinking about!"

"Th-thank you, mistress. I love when you whip me like that. Will...will you do it some more? Please?" Vijaya was babbling incoherently.

"No, I don't think so" said Shanti, "I'm getting tired. Maybe I'll whip you some more tomorrow."

"Thank you, mistress, I'd like that. Now, please let me lick your whip clean!" Vijaya stuck out her tongue, and lapped the tip of the leather crop clean of her blood and sweat.

Shanti then crawled back up Vijaya's chest. She unclamped her nipples and sucked them to bring blood flowing through them again. Vijaya still moaned with agony, her body covered in sweat. Shanti grabbed Vijaya's hair and said, "OK, slut! Let's hope you've learned your lesson, and we'll try it again."

Shanti squatted over Vijaya's face, and again let loose a stream of piss. This time Vijaya eagerly opened her mouth and carefully swallowed every hot, bitter drop. Shanti purposely held back to make this last a long time. Vijaya licked her cunt clean after every spurt, and then Shanti would piss some more. Vijaya held the liquid in her mouth, tasting her captivity, until Shanti told her she could swallow it. Finally Shanti had no more left to piss, and Vijaya gently suckled at her pussy. Shanti massaged her tits and sighed with pleasure as she rode Vijaya's tender tongue to an orgasm.

Shanti collapsed onto Vijaya's body, their soft tits mashing against each other. She grabbed Vijaya's face and kissed her roughly, thrusting her tongue deep into Vijaya's mouth. Vijaya eagerly returned the kiss, nipping and sucking at Shanti's probing tongue. Shanti could taste the pussy juice and piss on Vijaya's breath. Vijaya began pumping her hips up and down, grinding against Shanti's pussy.

Shanti pulled back, a string of saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth onto Vijaya's tits. Giggling, she reached over for the phone by the bed. She ordered room service to send up a sandwich and a beer. Vijaya looked at her puzzle, but the door buzzed before she could find out what Shanti was up to.

Still naked, Shanti opened the door and let Ratan in. This lucky guy stared at the lush figure of the girl by the door, and the spread opened pussy of the one bound to the bed. The smell of two hot pussies permeated the room. Shanti closed the door behind him, and pulled him towards the bed.

With a practiced hand, she unclasped his belt and zipper, and pulled his pants down to his knees. She grabbed his hard cock and led him towards Vijaya's cunt.

"C'mon honey, fuck this bitch for me! You can do it, just look how wet she is. She wants it bad!"

Ratan needed no further prodding, and thrust his cock inside Vijaya's wet pussy. He slammed violently into her and she grunted with pleasure with each thrust. Shanti reached between them and fondled Vijaya's clit in between fuck-thrusts. Soon Ratan neared his cum, and pounded even

harder into Vijaya's body. He grabbed Vijaya's tits as he came, twisting them violently. Vijaya cried out with renewed pain as she felt his cum drenching her insides as he savaged her nipples.

Before he could collapse onto Vijaya's generous cleavage, Shanti grabbed his ass and pulled him off the bed, and neatly propelled him towards the door, his pants still down around his ankles. She caught a glimpse of a well-dressed couple walking down the hall, who recoiled with shock at the sight of the half-naked Ratan, his erect cock still dripping with cum and pussy juice. She slammed the door behind him and giggled as she could hear the couple yell for the manager.

Shanti laughed and started to munch on the sandwich. She ate about half, then climbed back onto Vijaya. She took a few pieces of the chicken meat of the Sandwich, and shoved them up her cunt. "Lunchtime!" she giggled, shoving her crotch into Vijaya's face. Vijaya obediently ate the cunt-flavored meat, sucking every piece from Shanti's hot slit, and licking clean every drop of russian dressing.

The Tamil slut next crawled a few inches further up the bed, so that her little dark brown asshole was directly over Vijaya's mouth. Vijaya could smell the shit inside Shanti, mixed with the odor of her steamy pussy. This was truly the heart of Shanti's sexuality - the most animal fragrance her body could produce.

Shanti grabbed hold of Vijaya's still sore nipples and twisted then cruelly.

"OK, bitch! Let's see if you can suck asshole as well as you lick pussy. Start sucking, or I just might let loose, and really fill your mouth! I want you to lick me spanking clean." To show Vijaya that she meant business, she relaxed her anus a litte, letting the tip of a small brown turd poke out before she tensed up and pulled it back in. Vijaya turned her head away in revulsion, but Shanti gave her tits another brutal twist for good measure, forcing Vijaya to turn her mouth back to Shanti's underside and slowly stick out her pink tongue. Shanti could now feel the dark-haired slut's lips and tongue begin to probe and lick at her bunghole.

Vijaya was afraid that her nipples would be permanantly scarred by Shanti's vicious grip - her fingernails were firmly planted into Vijaya's tits. Vijaya lapped and sucked for all she was worth, licking every speck of sweat, shit and pussy juice from Shanti's entire anus. When Shanti gave a further nipple twist, Vijaya even pointed her tongue, and shoved it directly up Shanti's shit-chute, cleaning her outer rectum out like an enema. Finally she could lick no more, and let her head fall back to the bed, her mouth smelling like a sewer.

"Here," said Shanti, "I'll give you some mouthwash for your breath."

Shanti grabbed the beer and twisted off the cap. She lay back on Vijaya's body, stuck the neck of the bottle up her cunt and began pouring the fizzy liquid into her pussy. She tilted her hips back so that almost half the bottle filled her up. She then leaned forward, causing the liquid to begin to drip onto Vijaya's face. As Shanti sat further up, more and more of the beer poured out, like a faucet of warm, bubbly fluid. Vijaya lapped and sucked until Shanti's cunt was empty. A light buzz now filled Vijaya's head. Before she knew it, the effects of the alcohol and her sexual exhaustion took over, and she fell back on the bed asleep.

When she awoke it was dark outside and Shanti was gone. She unchained herself and found a note by the door that simply read: Wednesday, 4pm at Kamesh's place and this time don't try tricks – it will be worse than this.

What would be next? Vijaya wondered.

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To be continued...

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Ch. 08

"This is great!" Kamesh said, obviously overjoyed at both the immediate visual pleasure and the untold manipulative potential that Shanti's tape had. "I just knew you'd like it, honey," Shanti cooed, loving Kamesh's affectionate approval. They were lying on the big round bed, naked and sweating from a recent session of love-making, lounging comfortably in front of the big television screen. Kamesh had had a video tape of himself and Shanti running while they were fucking andShanti had popped in her "special" tape after they had finished. Kamesh was lying spent and exhausted on the bed. Shanti had waited several days since she had made the tape of herself and Vijaya before surprising Kamesh with it. She had watched it several times since then, but had preferred to let Vijaya wait and have time for both her guilt and her lust to grow before showing the tape to Kamesh. Shanti was sure that Kamesh would want to lure Vijaya into his den as soon as he saw the incriminating and provocative tape. She was right.

"I can't believe this," Kamesh exclaimed excitedly. "How did you do it? When did you do it? God damn! I can't wait to get her over here and have her just the way I want her." The segment of the tape that Shanti was now showing was that of Vijaya jerking off with their favorite blue dildo. Shanti noticed that Kamesh's cock was reacting to the tape, too. His pecker was already stiffeningagain, and so soon after that fucking they had just had. Oh well, she thought, I can't let a little petty jealousy mess up the good time we're going to have with this.

"I taped it a couple of days ago, honey," she said proudly, groaning slightly as Kamesh shoved his hand between her thighs and groped for her pussy as he watched Vijaya manipulating hers on theTV screen.

"How'd you do it?" he asked, still staring in amazement at the tape as Vijaya began to climax.

"I just happened to meet her in the neighbourhood," Shanti replied. "She recognized me from the film you had shown her." Shanti did not reveal the intimidation she had to deliver to Vijaya and get her around for the sordid sex.

"Goddam! You're great, honey!" he shouted, then stared in open-mouth amazement as Shanti's figure came onto the screen at the peak of Vijaya's climax. "Shit! You got her to go lesbian, too?"he asked, watching intently at the taped image of Shanti squeezing Vijaya's full, white boobs then collapsing on top of her and engaging her in a wild, passionate kiss.

"That's right, honey," she said proudly, "but just watch.

You haven't seen anything yet!"

Kamesh leered intently and let out a hoarse, excited laugh as he watched the confused but passionate expression on Vijaya's face when Shanti trailed her way down her neck with kisses and stopped at her tits to squeeze and suck. Shanti glanced at the TV screen but was more attracted to the scene between Kamesh's legs. His fingers were working faster in her pussy, stirring up her juices and her desires. His dick was lengthening and hardening with each new change in the encounter on the screen.

"Yeah," Kamesh sighed as Shanti's mouth worked its way into Vijaya's pubic bush and Shanti's hot dark tongue darted out to flick at Vijaya's clit. "She loves it, doesn't she?" he said hoarsely, looking at Vijaya's lust-filled face as she felt the intimate oral caress of another woman for the first time.

"You bet she loved it. You know how good I am," Shanti whispered in his ear as she leaned toward him. She grasped his semi-erect cock in her soft, skilled hand and lifted it from where it lay across his thigh. She loved the feel of it. The skin was smooth and satiny. The head was perfectly shaped, hard and bulbous when fully erect. She loved his meat like no other man's, not even Ratan – who was her favorite, she thought as she felt the heavy weight of it in her hand. She just held it lightly at first, knowing that the mere touch of her warm hand on his cock-flesh was enough to excite him.

"Uuuuuummmmmm, you are good, baby," he sighed, enjoying the slight pressure of her hand around his pecker as he watched Shanti devouring Vijaya's widely spread pussy. She began to lightly stroke her hand up and down the length of his cock, stimulating the super-sensitive underside with her supple fingers, feeling it still growing and swelling in her hand. It was too big now for her to get her hand wrapped completely around it.

She could tell that his cock had now reached its full ten inches and that it was still just barely the slightest bit soft. In another few moments, it would be its full length, and the dark-red color of the cock-head would spread down his whole shaft. She grasped the hard, red bulb at the end of his long rod and massaged the tender flesh of the circumcised head. He groaned deeply in reply.

The television screen now showed the torrid scene of a lust-crazed Shanti rubbing her swollen tits against Vijaya's dripping pussy. Kamesh leaned back, propping his head on a pillow to keep the screen in view, and spoke gently but authoritatively to Shanti. "Suck me while I watch this, baby. Really suck me good. Goddamn! This is great!"

Shanti moved her head down to Kamesh's crotch. "Just keep watching, honey. I don't want you to miss the best part," she said softly but excitedly, knowing that she would time her sucking just right so that Kamesh would come deep in her throat as he watched the final scene of Vijaya fucking herself in the ass and licking Shanti's asshole. He'd just love it, she thought delightedly. Kamesh watched the TV screen hungrily as Shanti knelt between his spread thighs. She held his erect cock in both hands and squeezed the hard shaft, bringing a white pearl of fluid out of the slit in the massive head. She lapped the precious liquid hungrily then began to cover the swollen head with her tongue, licking and nibbling all around the hot bulging bulb. As she licked, she went lower and below on his cock-head and made bigger and bigger circles with her tongue until the entire head of his huge organ was inside her hot mouth. She loved the taste of it. The heat of it caused her pussy to quiver and burn.

Knowing that the video tape was now advanced to the segment where she was beginning to humiliate Vijaya, Shanti quickened her sucking. She slowly moved her head downward, savoring every inch of cock-flesh she sucked into her mouth. She felt the head of his red, steaming prick pressing against the back of her throat, but she relaxed and let it slide still deeper inside. Inch by inch, his big cock disappeared into her voracious mouth, filling her mouth and throat until she thought she couldn't hold any more. But she knew she still could. She opened her mouth still widerand drew the last few remaining inches of his cock into her throat. She loved the feeling of being stuffed full of his cock, feeling her lips brushing against his pubic hair, his big prick throbbing and pulsing in her mouth. Kamesh glanced down at Shanti, savoring the hot, wet pressure of her skillful mouth around his cock. He was delighting, too, in the scene on the screen as Shanti manipulated and used Vijaya. He had loved the way Shanti had made Vijaya lick Shanti's pussy-juices off the big dildo. He was gazing intently now as Shanti was forcing Vijaya to shove the big plastic cock up her virgin ass. And Shanti was beginning to suck harder on his cock now as he wondered what would happen next on the screen.

She raised her head back up to the top of his cock-shaft and was beginning another downward plunge. She sucked him back in faster this time, hearing him grunt in response. She released him again, his shaft now glistening with her saliva, and made her next stroke harder and more forceful as she plunged downward. Soon, she had developed a rhythm with her bobbing head that she could tell matched his point of excitement with the video tape. She sucked strongly and smoothly, savoring the feeling of his big prick sliding in and out of her mouth.

"Oh ... that's great, honey," he moaned. "And watching and looking at Vijaya fuck her ass like that is great, too." Shanti doubled her pace now and the tape was near the end. She was fucking his cock swiftly in and out of her mouth. She took his fat balls lightly with her fingertips and began to gently squeeze and pull at his nut-sac, raising his level of excitement another notch.

"Ooooohhhh ... that's great, baby," he groaned, watching the final scene of Vijaya's humiliation as she fucked her own ass and Shanti's gorgeous pussy and licked Shanti's asshole at the same time.And simultaneously, Shanti was sucking his cock like a madwoman and milking his balls. "AAAAHHHHHH ... SUCK IT ... SUCK IT!" he cried as the hot cum boiled out of his loins and sluiced through his cock.

Shanti could feel his balls tighten just before he came and squeezed them harder as he cried out. Her mouth involuntarily tightened around his dick as she felt his hot jism flooding her mouth and throat and oozing out of her widely stretched lips. She sucked in every drop she could, not for a minute wanting to miss any of his hot juice.

As his body relaxed and his cock ceased its violent pulsing in her mouth, she pulled her lips away and languidly licked and sucked his entire shaft, luxuriating in the delicious reward of his hot jism. He was dazed by the intensity of the orgasm and lay back exhausted as she covered his softening dick with her hungry lips and tongue. Once she had lapped up every drop that remained on his still-heavy shaft, she performed her final and favorite blowjob practice. She held his thick, glistening cock in both hands and pulled the tender skin downward until the slit at the top of the head gaped open. Then, placing her lips against the open piss-hole, she sucked the remaining thick jism from deep in his shaft, milking it with her hands to squeeze out every drop.

"Uuuummmmmm," he moaned softly, feeling that last deep suction of Shanti's mouth pull the last juices out of his softening pecker. She was the only woman who loved his jism so much that she got every drop like that. And he loved that part as much as any other part of her excellent blowjobs. Shanti relaxed with her head resting on Kamesh's belly. She felt content and satisfied with a job well done and knew they both needed to catch their breath before discussing Vijaya any further. Shanti toyed with her pussy as she rested, gently fingering her clit to bring herself to a light, but pleasant orgasm as she waited for Kamesh. She knew that he sometimes liked to doze for a few minutes after such a strenuous orgasm. She often passed the time by giving herself the luxury of an extra orgasm or two.

Reasoning that Kamesh had napped for long enough, two relaxing little orgasms' worth, Shanti moved her warm body up beside his. She awakened him by gently rubbing her fine, smooth tits and belly against his side. It was slow, but it always woke him up in a cheerful mood.

"Ummmm ... that was really something special, lover," he said as he stretched then pulled her closer to his side.

"I knew you'd be surprised," she whispered.

She could tell his attention was now turning to what possible use they could make of the film by the concerned expression that appeared on his face. "I wonder just how much we can get withthat tape?" he murmured.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I'm pretty sure from the way you handled Vijaya that we can have her up here tomorrow afternoon sucking and fucking both of us like crazy," Kamesh said. "One little suggestion to her that we might just show that tape to her husband will scare her bad enough to do just about anything we want."

"What else do we want?" Shanti asked, puzzled by what he said.

"Well, there's that cute little niece of hers. She's really something!"

"Hey, don't make me jealous," Shanti said, only half jokingly.

"Don't worry, honey," he reassured her, "you're still the best." But he secretly wondered if Vijaya's niece Priyamani might be even better. Seeing her at the swimming pool the past few days since he had first voiced his opinion to Ajay had really increased his awareness of her innocent, teenage beauty. She might not be any better than Shanti, but he knew she'd be good -- and he knew he was beginning to want her real bad.

"I wouldn't try to do too much with this one film," Shanti said. "We'd better work our way up."

"How's that?"

"Well, you can call Vijaya over here tomorrow afternoon and get a tape of you and her fucking," she explained. "And then maybe you can use that tape to persuade Priyamani."

"I don't know," he mused. "It might be a little tougher than that. She looks pretty inexperienced and pretty straight."

Shanti thought for a moment and then made the connection. "Hey! There's that friend of hers I don't know her name, but she's fair tall and a Tamil around 24 years age and good-looking and looks a lot wilder than Priyamani!"

"Yeah!" Kamesh said. "I'd forgotten about her. Ajay mentioned her the other night when he was here. Yeah ... she does look a little more corruptible than Priyamani."

"Good! We've got that settled then," Shanti said, ready for some more action. "We'll both nail Vijaya tomorrow and then I'll go to work on that fair Tamil. You think you can spare any for me?" she whispered in his ear.

"Any what?" he laughed.

"You know what, you bastard," she said, grabbing his rested and ready cock. "Are you gonna give me any more of that good jism of yours, or are you gonna waste it all on younger women and housewives?"

"Don't worry, baby, " he said, cupping one of her perfect tits in his hand. "There's plenty ... for everybody!"

The next day Vijaya got a call - "Hey, Vijaya," Kamesh said into the telephone, "are you busy this afternoon?"

"What do you mean?" she asked suspiciously. She had been afraid ever since that crazy day with Shanti at Ratan's place after the afternoon in Kamesh's apartment with Shanti that Kamesh might call.

She knew that Shanti just might tell Kamesh what had happened and she knew the only thing for her to do was deny it. Whoever told anybody anything about her would just be lying, she decided. If Kamesh approached her about it, she'd just say that Shanti had made up the whole crazy, depraved story. But after the assault the other day – she had lesser such options.

"Well, I just wondered if you could drop by," Kamesh said, trying to keep the voice as innocent sounding as possible.

"How come? Ajay's not here," Vijaya explained, beginning to think maybe this was just an innocent, friendly call after all.

"No, not Ajay ... you," Kamesh said emphatically. "I just want you to come over for a minute to show you something."

Vijaya was really lost now. What could he want? If he was going to try to trick her, she'd just call him a liar to his face and stomp out of there, she decided firmly. "Well ... okay, I guess," she stammered. "I guess I can come by in a little while."

"Don't take too long, Vijaya," Kamesh urged. "See you in a minute!" Kamesh hung up the phone and winked wickedly at Shanti lying beside him on the bed.

"Okay, baby. This is what we'll do," Kamesh explained. "I'm going to put on some clothes so l don't scare the shit out of her the minute she walks in the door." He began pulling on his pants as Shanti listened.

"And then I'll do all the persuading in the living room when she gets here. You stay in here and you'll be a little surprise for Vijaya once I convince her to take her clothes off and head for the bed."

"Sounds good, lover," Shanti said happily. "Uuummmm! I can't wait to see her in action again. For somebody that's been as frustrated as you say she was, she sure does catch on fire if you treat her right!"

"Just don't forget how to treat her," Kamesh ordered. "I can blackmail her and get her to do anything I want, but I don't want to have to bang her. I want her to be turned-on, too. And that's where I might need your help," he explained as he finished dressing.

"Don't worry," she laughed. "Always glad to lend a helping hand." She punctuated her last remark with a firm squeeze of Kamesh's cock. Even through his pants it excited her.

"There she is," Shanti cried gleefully as the doorbell chimed.

"Go on, lover. Don't keep the lady waiting!"

Kamesh snatched the "special" tape from on top of the video recorder and hurried to the front door. He opened it to find an obviously ill-at-ease but still sexy and very desirable Vijaya at the door. Images from the tape flashed through Kamesh's mind as he looked at her -- and he could already picture her naked. The lust in his gaze was more obvious than he realized.

"Well ... don't just stare at me ... well ... what did you want?" Vijaya stammered, blushing from the intensity of Kamesh's stare.

"Come m, come in," Kamesh said cheerfully, waving her into the plush living room. "Would you like a drink?"

"I don't know ... I don't think so," Vijaya replied. "What is it that you wanted to see me about?"

"Well, come on in and sit down," Kamesh suggested. "We don't have to talk standing up do we?" He walked over to the big velvet couch and casually dropped the "special" tape into his video console. He motioned toward the couch facing the oversize projection screen and Vijaya reluctantly walked over and sat down.

"What is it you want to talk to me about?" Vijaya asked again, suddenly remembering the rude remarks Kamesh had made the last time she ... no ... the last time she and Ajay were here. This is the same place where Shanti and I first got together with each other, she realized with an uncontrollable shudder.

"Something wrong?" Kamesh asked, wondering if Vijaya had any idea what he was getting ready to spring on her.

"No," she said angrily. "I hope you're not going to insult me again," she snapped, her nose in the air.

"What do you mean?" Kamesh asked with mock innocence.

"You know ... you know damn well what I mean," she said. "I hope you're not going to make anymore improper remarks about me and any of your ... your damn video stuff!"

"Well, that is what I wanted to talk to you about," Kamesh replied.

"What?"

"Well, you know how you were so turned off about the idea of being video-taped while you were having sex?" Kamesh ventured slyly.

"Yes?" Vijaya responded, more self-righteous than ever.

"Well, I think maybe you went ahead and did it anyway!" he remarked and switched on the video machine, sending a life-size image of Vijaya -- naked and masturbating -- exploding onto the big screen.

"Oh, my God!" Vijaya gasped, clutching her hands to her mouth and staring wide-eyed at the unexpected image. She was too shocked at first to even realize where the tape had come from.

Then as Kamesh turned up the sound, she could hear the sounds of herself reaching a climax, crying and groaning as she pounded her cunt with the dildo. And Shanti appeared on the screen ... grasping Vijaya's tits and then collapsing on top of her ...

"Turn it off ... Kamesh, please ... oh, God ... please, turn it off!"

"Okay, okay," Kamesh said in a soothing voice. "Calm down, relax, I'll turn it off." He reached over and pressed a button, making the screen go blank. "Let's just talk about it a little bit. Okay?"

"Where did you get that?" Vijaya cried, still not realizing her entire escapade with Shanti had been taped.

"That's not the important question," Kamesh replied, enjoying the way the always prim and proper Vijaya was reacting. "The big question is why did you say you wouldn't do it when you really did do it?"

"I ... I don't know what you mean!"

"Why did you let Shanti tape you and her making love?" he asked, delighting in her confusion.

"I didn't ... I didn't know ... I didn't know!"

"But you and Shanti did do it, didn't you? And if you'll do it with her then I suppose you'll do it with me, too," he said softly but firmly and began to walk toward her.

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"No ... no!" she cried. "I won't ...I'll tell Ajay!"

"I don't think so," Kamesh laughed, returning to the machine and advancing the tape cassette. "I don't think you'll tell him about me because I might just show him this." He pointed at the screen as the scene of Vijaya's ultimate humiliation came suddenly into view. There she was, fucking herself in the ass and burying her face in Shanti's ass at the same time.

Vijaya was again shocked but realized now what had happened. Shanti had deliberately set her up, deliberately taped her, deliberately made her do humiliating things so that she and Kameshcould blackmail her. It was her own fault, she realized. Her own fault for letting herself get carried away with Shanti. She sat still, waiting for Kamesh to make his demands.

"Now that we understand each other ... let's see what you look like in real life without any clothes," he suggested with a wicked laugh.

Vijaya complied slowly. She removed her sexy nylex black saree and unbuttoned her blouse and removed it, then her bra, then her petticoat dropped to the floor. She stopped with only her panties and shoes on.

"Come on, Vijaya," Kamesh teased. "I want to see everything Shanti got to see."

Vijaya slid out of her slippers and slowly pulled her panties down over her hips and legs, stepping out of them and adding them to the heap of clothes at her feet.

'Uuummmm," Kamesh murmured approvingly. "I see why Ajay likes to keep you to himself," he laughed.

Vijaya didn't respond. She was still too stunned by the sudden events. She stood there naked and humiliated, waiting for Kamesh to exact his punishment.

"See! It's not so bad," Kamesh coaxed, swinging open the bedroom door and leading the docile Vijaya into the room. "Your playmate is even here!" With that said, Kamesh stepped over to the side of the room and let Shanti go to work.

"Hi, Vijaya," Shanti said passionately from the center of the big, round bed. She was hot and naked, her legs spread wide as she fucked the bright, blue dildo slowly in and out of her wet glistening pussy.

"Shanti!" Vijaya cried.

"Come on, baby," Shanti cooed, "join me." She pulled the long dildo out of her cunt and crawled over to the edge of the bed, reaching her hand out toward Vijaya. "Let me make you feel real gooood again," she urged invitingly.

Vijaya felt the now-familiar feelings of hot, lesbian desire starting to build in her loins. Almost unconsciously, she raised her hand and reached out toward Shanti. Shanti took her hand gently and eased her toward the bed.

Shanti pushed Vijaya gently backward with one hand and casually slipped her other hand between Vijaya's thighs. Her fingers parted Vijaya's cunt-lips and gently began to stroke the soft, moist skin of her pussy.

"Uuuuummmm," Shanti moaned, "I'll make you feel good, baby. Just like the other day." She continued to stroke and caress Vijaya's pussy, feeling it growing hotter and wetter in response.

"Oh, Shanti ... oh ... yes, yes," Vijaya sighed, unable to control the passion that Shanti's skillful fingers were stirring in her cunt. She could feel her juices beginning to flow and her clit begin to swell from Shanti's wonderful stroking. Her lust and desire were overcoming her, making her forget the shock and shame of having been taped while fucking with Shanti. She was once again giving into the beautifully wicked desires and yearnings of her body.

Shanti felt the flow of fuck-juices beginning to soak her fingers and watched Vijaya with satisfaction as her body relaxed and her face flushed with a passionate glow. It had been even easier than she had imagined. She winked at Kamesh as he finished adjusting the video equipment and once more began a secret taping of Vijaya. Kamesh was amazed at Shanti's progress and immediately began to remove his clothes once he had the tape rolling. He watched Shanti and Vijaya as he undressed, observing Shanti's skillful manipulation of Vijaya's body as she continued finger-fucking Vijaya's pussy while working her mouth slowly down Vijaya's neck to her tits. Standing naked and semi-erect by the side of the bed, he felt his loins begin to burn with lust as Shanti buried her head between Vijaya's thighs.

"Goddamn, you work fast!" he exclaimed softly as he climbed onto the bed. He could tell that Vijaya was far enough gone by now that even if she had noticed him joining in she wouldn't care. She'll probably even want me to fuck her now, he figured as he moved in for a closer look at Shanti's hot, darting tongue whipping around and around Vijaya's clit. He reached behind Shanti's kneeling body and probed his fingers into her pussy and was pleased to find it just as hot and wet as Vijaya's looked.

Kamesh was more interested in Vijaya at the moment, however, and soon withdrew his wet fingers, noticing that Shanti immediately replaced them with her own. He moved up beside Vijaya's wildly thrashing body and knelt beside her, his cock almost fully erect and turning fiery red. Vijaya's mind reeled with the exquisite sensations of Shanti's tongue and lips tantalizing her clit. And she felt Shanti's supple fingers beginning to penetrate her cunt-hole, too. It was even better than the last time, she realized as she let the hot, sensual desire glowing in her cunt take complete control of her body. At first, she didn't even notice that someone had gently taken her hand in theirs. Then she felt it being pressed against something hot and hard.

"Oh ... Kamesh," she gasped in surprise at the appearance and touch of his huge cock that stood fully erect right before her face. She wrapped her fingers around his massive cock, marveling at the size of it and loving the heat and texture of the red, hot skin.

"It's so big ... even bigger than it looked in that tape," she murmured with growing lust. She stroked her hand smoothly up and down the long shaft, stopping at the top of his cock to wrapher fingers around the hard, swollen head. Shanti ceased her actions between Vijaya's thighs and scooted up beside Kamesh, scooping up his big, dangling balls in her hand as Vijaya held his cock with both hands.

"Isn't it gorgeous?" Shanti asked Vijaya in a hoarse, lust-filled voice. "Don't you want it inside your cunt, Vijaya?"

Vijaya seemed shocked at the suggestion. She was turned on with a new, hot cock-lust that she had never felt before, but she couldn't imagine fitting the huge prick into her tight pussy. It was even bigger than the big blue dildo she had used with Shanti, the biggest thing she had ever had in her pussy or ass. But Kamesh's cock was a full inch longer and much thicker around than the dildo. And the head of his cock seemed to swell and grow even larger as she held it in her hand.

"I don't think I can do it, Shanti," Vijaya whimpered. "It's too big. I've never had anything that big in my pussy."

"Oh, it's great," Shanti cried, "just watch!" She scooted her ass up next, raising and spreading her thighs until her knees pressed against her tits and her pussy was gaping open wetly. "Shove it in, lover!" she commanded.

Without hesitation, Kamesh turned to face her and leaned forward until the bulbous head of his cock was pressing against the open mouth of Shanti's pussy. He shoved in hard, burying his cock to the hilt in her dark-haired fuck-hole. Shanti and Vijaya both gasped simultaneously: Shanti from the sudden, deep penetration of her cunt and Vijaya from the sight of the long, thick prick boring into Shanti's juicy cunt. Vijaya watched hungrily as Kamesh slowly withdrew his cock. It glistened with her love-juices and stretched out the dark flesh of Shanti's pussy-lips. It almost looked to her like Shanti's pussy was sucking at his big rod. Kamesh shoved in again, even harder this time, and rapidly withdrew. He pounded in and out of Shanti's cunt-hole several more times, stirring her juices and making her cry out with sharp gasps. Withdrawing his cock slowly once more, he pulled it completely out of her pussy, making a wet sucking sound as the big head popped free of her tight cunt-muscles.

He turned back to Vijaya, holding his dripping pecker right in front of her sex-flushed face. It was even a darker shade of red now and it glistened with Shanti's fragrant pussy-juice.

"Taste it," he commanded, as he took the shaft in his hand and pulled the wet skin back hard, making the head bulge and strain as his piss-hole stretched widely open. "Lick the head ofmy cock!"

Vijaya leaned her head forward and pressed her soft, open lips against the smooth, hot skin of his cock-head. She could taste the salty sweetness of Shanti's cuntal juices mingled with the special flavor of the pre-cum that oozed slightly from open slit of Kamesh's dick. She worked her tightly gripped hand up and down his smooth, thick rod as she covered more and more of the head with her mouth. She worked the entire bulb of his cock-head into her hungry mouth and moaned deep in her throat from the pleasure of the burning touch and the luscious taste. She held the bulbous head in her mouth lovingly, savoring the exquisite sensation. She'd never gotten this kind of pleasure from a man's cock before. She continued to stroke the perfect shaft of his cock with one hand and gently cupped his large, hanging balls with the other one. She rolled them adoringly with her hand, then lightly fingered the two swollen orbs separately, feeling his cock-head pulse in response as she still held it captive in her hot mouth. The burning in her pussy was growing fierce and she knew that she did want his monstrous cock shoved deep inside her cunt. She knew she could do it! She slowly removed her mouth from his delicious prick, lingering just long enough to press her tongue once more into the tight piss-hole. "I'm ready for it now," she breathed lustily."I want it inside my pussy ... please ... now, Kamesh!"

Kamesh needed no further urging. The tantalizing way she had held his cock-head in her hot mouth had made him ache for the sensation of what he knew would be a tight, throbbing cunt. He positioned himself between her spread legs and pushed her knees up to her tits, angling her spread pussy toward his angry, red cock. He rubbed the head of his prick up and down through the wet, burning valley of her crotch.

"Uuummmmmm," Vijaya moaned as she felt his hot cock-head touch her sensitive pussy-flesh. "Put it in me ... shove your cock into me ... fuck me, Kamesh... fuck me!" she begged passionately.

He placed the tip of his cock at the mouth of her dripping pussy and slowly screwed the big head into her cuntal opening. "Oh, God, you're tight!" he grunted as he felt the tight muscles at the opening of her fuck-hole grip his throbbing cock-head. Shanti had been watching passionately beside them, tickling her clit with her fingers as she watched Vijaya suck and massage Kamesh's cock and balls. She had begun to plunge her fingers deep into her pussy as Kamesh began to rub his cock against Vijaya's waiting cunt. She couldn't resist joining in now, and placed one hand on Kamesh's muscular ass-cheeks while pushing his hips toward Vijaya's pussy.

"Shove it into her, baby!" she cried with excitement, grasping one of Vijaya's firm tits with her other hand and watching the rapturous expression on Vijaya's face as she pushed Kamesh's ass harder, making his cock plow into Vijaya's straining, stretching cunt. "Make her scream, baby! Fuck it into her!"

Vijaya did scream as the huge cock stretched and filled her pussy. She screamed from the pure sexual pleasure the massive cock was creating. Her cuntal passage convulsed and quivered around his thick shaft, squeezing with muscles she had never even used before.

"AAAHHHHH ... IT'S SO BIG ... SOOO GOOD ... FUCK IT INTO ME!" she screamed, wrapping her strong legs around Kamesh's waist and pulling him in deeper.

"Oooooohhh ... you're so goddamn tight," he grunted as her cunt-muscles squeezed and hugged his thrusting prick. He couldn't hold back. Vijaya's tightening legs, Shanti's pressure on his ass, and the maddening sensation of Vijaya's cunt biting and squeezing his dick caused him to thrust forward as hard as he could. He felt his cock slam its full ten inches into Vijaya's quivering cunt. He saw her head jerk backwards and her mouth open wide in passion!

He began to fuck his cock in and out of her tight, vise-like hole with wild abandonment. She was letting out a sharp cry each time he slammed into her cunt. Her legs continued to pull him in harder and deeper with each thrust. He watched with passionate delight as Shanti grabbed both of Vijaya's straining, gorgeous tits and squeezed and pulled the inflamed flesh. Vijaya responded by reaching her hand between Shanti's spread thighs and shoving her fingers into the hot, dripping hole of her pussy.The incredible tightness and heat of Vijaya's pussy was bringing him rapidly to an orgasm that he could tell was going to flood her pussy with steaming, boiling jism. He knew he was going to come so much that his hot cum would overflow the lips of her tight cunt.

"Aaaahhh ... uungghhh," he grunted passionately. "You're gonna make me come, baby! Oh, shit ... I'm gonna come in your hot cunt ... aaaaggghhhh!"

"Come in my mouth!" Vijaya cried suddenly as she felt him approaching his orgasm. "Please, Kamesh ... I want to drink your cum ... I want it, I need it ... please!" She pulled her legs back from around his waist and began trying frantically to push him out of her cunt before he came. She wanted his hot jism in her mouth. Her whole body ached for it.

Shanti gasped as she felt Vijaya's pleading voice send shivers of lust through her cunt. She loved seeing Vijaya so excited. She moved back away from the two lovers slightly as Kamesh withdrew his incredibly red and swollen cock from Vijaya's cunt with a loud slurping pop. She could tell by the way Kamesh was grimacing and panting that he was trying hard to hold his cum inside his ballsuntil he could reach Vijaya's mouth. Vijaya's fingers continued to probe and pull her cunt as Kamesh straddled Vijaya's quivering, sweating body. Shanti began making small sighs and groans of her own as she felt Vijaya pushing all four fingers of her hand into her cunt. She urged Kamesh on as he crawled his way up to Vijaya's waiting mouth. "Shoot it all into her, baby! Let her drink all your hot cum!"

Kamesh knelt over Vijaya, his knees straddling her chest and his bursting cock pointed straight at her mouth. Shanti leaned forward and grasped Kamesh's red-hot cock in her hand, aiming it at Vijaya's mouth as she began stroking it vigorously.

"Uuuuuhhhhh ... give it to me ... give me all your cum!"

Vijaya cried wildly as she stared transfixed at the steaming prick Shanti was holding right in front of her mouth.

"Aaaahhhhh ... pull it, baby ... jack it ... aaaaahhhhhh ... OH SHIT, I'M COMING!" Kamesh cried with pure pleasure as he felt his jism began to race through the length of his burning cock. He looked down at Vijaya's face, her mouth open and tongue protruding, cupping the head of his cock with her waiting tongue.

"Uunghhh!" he grunted as the first hot jet of cum spurted out of his piss-hole and almost filled Vijaya's hungry mouth. Shanti squeezed his rod hard with each spasm of his hips, milking spurtafter spurt of thick jism out of his balls and into Vijaya's overflowing mouth.

Vijaya released a moan of pure passion from deep in her throat as Kamesh's boiling hot cum filled her mouth. She swallowed hungrily as more and more of his luscious cream shot into her throat. She felt his hot, thick jism spilling over her lips and dripping down her cheeks. She'd never felt anything as good as Kamesh's delicious cum.

Shanti continued to milk and squeeze Kamesh's convulsing cock until the last spasm had stopped. Kamesh panted and groaned with the final thrills his gigantic orgasm sent through his loins. He continued to kneel over Vijaya's cum-drenched face as Shanti gently rubbed the head of his still-erect prick over Vijaya's lips and cheeks as Vijaya lapped and licked at his sperm-smeared cock. He watched with satisfaction as Vijaya sucked up every drop of his cum.

Shanti released Kamesh's cock and moved her head toward Vijaya's face. Kamesh eased his leg over Vijaya's chest and moved to the side of her head as Shanti began to lick all the remaining cum from Vijaya's lips and face. She sucked and lapped hungrily, drinking in all the delicious jism she could. Vijaya held her cum-covered tongue out from between her wet lips and Shanti sucked it into her own mouth, sharing the pleasure of Kamesh's cum with Vijaya.

"Uuuuummmmm ... that was so goood," Vijaya sighed. "I want more ... I want more of his cum!"

"Here, baby," Shanti said. Grasping Kamesh's semi-erect cock, she squeezed her hand tightly from the base to the head, pressing the open piss-hole against the erect nipple of one of her tits. She milked out still more of the thick jism and smeared it all over her big, dark-tipped tit and then dangled her wet, sticky tit over Vijaya's flushed, lust-filled face. "Lick it off my tit ... suck every drop of it in!" Shanti said excitedly.

Vijaya grabbed her sticky breast and covered it with her wet, hungry lips and tongue. As Vijaya licked her tit and nipple, Shanti placed both hands around Kamesh's cock and placed her lips against the slit, sucking hard and extracting the last, thick drops of cum from deep inside his balls.

Kamesh watched the two women with a deep satisfaction, amazed and pleasured by the way they drank in every drop of his cum. Vijaya had surprised him. She was even more passionate and wilder than Shanti had led him to believe.

And once again, he mused wickedly, it's all on tape!

[Rkdesi007]

Ch. 09

That had been quite an encore and lot of fucking, Shanti reminisced as she sat by the side of the balcony back at her apartment -- she came back, Sridhar was in a state of panic and Chitra informed her that the Bank also was contemplating sacking her, she was already on 20 days LoP and this was going to be a loss of a different kind, a job in hand for a slut is a bonus which is an everyday bonus, she was relaxing, sunning herself and enjoying a nice Apple juice, thinking back to that wild session she and Kamesh and Vijaya had just a few days ago. Whew! WoW! she thought. That Vijaya was really a sex-driven woman once she got going. And that tape that they had made ... I wonder if Vijaya has guessed yet that we taped her again?

Shanti had been anxiously waiting for her chance to run into Priyamani's dark haired fair looking friend. Vijaya had said her name was Hema when Kamesh brought up the subject of Priyamani and her friend.

Vijaya was still dead set against any possible involvement of her niece, Priyamani, and Kamesh. But she didn't know that she had just been recorded fucking Kamesh! And even if she had known, she was too naive to realize the way the tape could be used to persuade Hema and, with luck, Priyamani to join in their video sex-games.

If I could just get acquainted with Hema and get her up to Kamesh's apartment, Shanti though, the rest would be easy. Treat her like an adult, get a few drinks in her, show her the tape and get her turned-on -- and the rest would come naturally. We'll all come naturally, Shanti laughed in the solitude of her balcony and this as the third day in a row that Shanti had sat by the balcony thinking of how to run into Hema.

She had seen her at the Local shopping complex several times throughout the summer and she knew that it was just a matter of time before she saw her. In fact, she was surprised she hadn't seen her already.

She was excited by the prospect of another lesbian seduction, especially with a girl as young as Hema. Hell, she thought, she might even be a virgin and she kind of doubted that, however, from the way she had seen Hema carrying on with some of the younger boys around the complex in the Mall and but the memory of how well the young Hema filled out her designer 'ghaghra' and the combined effects of the Apple juice and the night gin and the warm sun were making her hornier than ever -- and she hoped that today was the day. Goddamn! Shanti exclaimed under her breath, there she is now.

Shanti's waiting had paid off.

A couple of weeks later -- back at Kamesh's apartment, sitting on his balcony on a Sunday when he was out on work she noticed Hema had just come through the door from the apartment lobby across the road and was heading toward the Shopping Mall, Shanti had a clear view of her from where she sat on the opposite side of the road, and she could watch her closely and without detection as Hema padded barefoot along her apartment towards the lift and to the road downstairs --and quickly she was on the sidewalk.

Uuuummmmm, Shanti thought, just as good as I had remembered. In fact, Maybe even a little better. I hadn't really been looking at her with sex in mind the last time I saw her. Hmmmmm, nice tits, good figure, sexy ... just the way I like them, she thought hungrily. Hema dropped her dupatta on a side chair. Unaware of the attractive dark woman who was eyeing her from the other side of the sidewalk and she walked into the same side and headed directly for her. Hema walked gracefully through the cool corridor and emerged at the edge of the road right in front of Shanti's side chair. Pulling herself up on the edge and climbing to the tiled surface, she couldn't have planned a better opportunity for Shanti to introduce herself.

"Hi, Hema," Shanti said cheerfully, admiring Hema's slim body as it glistened with sunlight, barely concealed by her skimpy ghaghra and silky see through blouse. Shanti especially liked the color and texture of her delicately wheatish fair skin. A sexy contrast to her dark-hair and bright-red ghaghra suit.

"Hi," Hema answered in a confused but friendly manner as she swept her hair back from her eyes. "Do we know each other?"

"Oh, not really," Shanti explained. "I'm a friend of Priyamani's aunt, Vijaya."

"Oh. You mean Priyamani's aunt, Vijaya Righteous," Hema said in a smart-assed tone.

"That's right," Shanti said. "Vijaya the Spiritual and righteous woman, we must be talking about the same woman, all right."

"Hey, I thought you said you were her friend?" Hema laughed, stepping up to the chair next to Shanti. "You must see her the same way I do."

Shanti motioned for her to sit down. "Oh, I'm her friend and a real good friend, as a matter of fact. Probably better than you might think."

"Huh? I don't understand what you mean," Hema said, screwing up her freckled nose in a way that Shanti found quite attractive.

"Well, let's just say I know her in a different way than you do," Shanti said, still evasive, enjoying her first chance to give Hema a good looking-over from up close. She liked what she saw.

"Well, all I know is that she sure is hard on Priyamani," Hema said with a conspiratorial half-whisper, looking around as if she expected Vijaya to be listening. "She won't let Priyamani do anything while she's staying with her this summer. She can't stay out late with any guys or even with me. She's such a prude!"

Shanti laughed to herself. If Hema could see Vijaya on tape she sure wouldn't think she was a prude. "Oh, I wouldn't call her that exactly," she said.

Hema didn't catch the irony in Shanti's voice. "Well, whatever you call her, she sure is tough on Priyamani. She's so afraid that Priyamani might be out ... you know ..."

"Screwing some boy?" Shanti interjected.

"Yeah! Right!" Hema agreed, happily surprised at finding someone sympathetic to her viewpoint. "Yeah, you know exactly what I'm talking about!"

"Poor Priyamani," Shanti said. "As good-looking as she is, l bet she's got all kinds of sexy guys trying to get into her pants."

"No kidding," Hema agreed. "But that damn Vijaya sure keeps them all away."

"Who keeps them away from you?" Shanti asked jokingly, reaching over to touch Hema's arm. "You look like a pretty hot little number yourself!"

Hema was surprised to find she was blushing at the sudden attention Shanti was paying her. "Oh, I do all right," she said with a note of self-pride in her voice. "I'm sure glad I don't have an Aunt Vijaya. That bitch!"

Deciding that now was the time, Shanti said, "How'd you like for me to show you something about Vijaya that might surprise the hell out of you?"

"What are you talking about?" Hema enquired.

"There's a certain video tape that a friend of mine has in his apartment that might change your mind about your dear Vijaya," Shanti said with a friendly wink. "What do you say we go take a look at it?"

"Wow! Sure!" Hema agreed, flattered at the way this attractive dusky but sluttish woman was treating her, enjoying having someone treat her like an adult instead of a young woman.

"Well, let's go!" Shanti responded. "Oh, by the way, you can call me Shanti."

"Pleased to make your acquaintance," Hema joked as she followed her new friend to the apartment lobby. She had seen Shanti around the Campus before, usually with the same good-looking man. She'd sure never expected to strike up a friendship with her, she thought. Not with somebody as attractive and mature and obviously older like Shanti was. She glanced at Shanti's full figure several times as they rode up in the elevator. She felt an odd mixture of envy and a familiar kind of sexual feeling as she compared Shanti's lush body to her own blooming form. I hope I'm as sexy looking as she is someday, she found herself thinking, not realizing that Shanti found her overpoweringly sexy right now.

Stepping out of the elevator at Kamesh's floor, Shanti took Hema by the hand and led her to his apartment. Unlocking the door and stepping inside, Shanti asked, "Would you like a drink?"

"Sure!" Hema answered enthusiastically. Shanti mixed two drinks and walked over to the corner of the living room where the big, comfortable couch and giant-sized view screen were arranged. "Wow, this is quite a place," Hema said as she followed Shanti to the couch. "I've never seen anything quite like it!"

"I'll bet you've never seen anything quite like this, either," Shanti said mysteriously as she handed Hema her drink. Motioning for her to sit down on the big, velvet couch, Shanti walked over to the video console and selected the incriminating tape. "Just watch the screen," she instructed as she dropped in the cassette and sent a larger-than-life-size image of Vijaya, naked and masturbating frantically, on to the big projection screen.

"Oh, Shiva Shiva My God!" Hema gasped as the TV picture exploded suddenly into view. Shanti turned up the sound and Vijaya's sharp cries and lustful groans filled the room. Watching Hema's reaction intently, Shanti moved quietly over to the couch and sat down close beside her. She found herself getting turned on, her breath quickening and pussy moistening, as she watched Hema watch the screen. Hema was totally captivated by what she saw. She was getting turned on by it, too, Shanti could tell, by the way Hema's hands had involuntarily gone to her lap, balled into fists and pressed in to her crotch with excitement. Ummmmmm, Shanti thought, and the only things standing between us are two flimsy dresses!

"What do you think of that, honey?" Shanti asked seductively, boldly leaning closer to Hema until her tits brushed against Hema's arm and her mouth was almost touching Hema's ear.

"Oh, God! I just can't imagine ... I can't imagine Vijaya letting herself be filmed like that!"

"She's not as much of a prude as you thought, is she?" Shanti asked softly.

"No ... no, she's great ... she's beautiful," Hema stammered, deeply moved by the sexual feeling being transmitted to her by what she was watching.

"Ummmmmm, you're beautiful, too," Shanti whispered and gently flicked her tongue into Hema's warm ear. She was responding even faster than Shanti had expected. Shanti was becoming more excited with each sighing breath that Hema took. Gracefully, Shanti moved to the video machine and changed tapes.As she walked back toward the bar she looked over her shoulder and saw the giant image of Kamesh fucking Vijaya with his monster dick. Hema was staring at it in amazement. Shanti was sure, as she watched that if Hema ever had been fucked before it had certainly not been with a dick that size. She mixed two more drinks but continued to stand by the bar and watch Hema's reaction to the tape. The image now included Shanti as she squeezed Vijaya's firm tits in time with Kamesh's deep thrusts. Hema's mouth was open with combined lust and amazement as she watched the passionate scene. Shanti noticed that she had begun to move her fists in the middle of her lap, almost unconsciously massaging her young cunt-mound as the burning, hot fucking on the TV screen spread its excitement to her loins.

"Mmmmmmm," Shanti moaned as she continued to stand by the bar and watch. She knew that the wild cum-scene with Vijaya and herself both milking Kamesh's hot dick was coming up in a few moments.

Preparing herself for her next step in the seduction of Hema, she removed her skimy saree and blouse -- now only in her panties -- she wore no bra today and stood languidly by the bar enjoying Hema's increasingly impassioned actions and her own wanton nakedness.

She gazed fondly at Hema as the battle over Kamesh's hot cum was re-enacted on the screen, observing that a flushed look of animal lust had come over Hema's face. Once the scene had progressed to the point where she and Vijaya were shamelessly tonguing and mouthing each other with Kamesh's jism spread all over their mouths and faces, Shanti quietly returned to the couch.

Sitting down closely beside Hema, Shanti plunged one hand underneath Hema's tightly clenched fists and cupped Hema's hot cuntal mound through the panty below her ghaghra in her hand. She put her free arm around Hema's shoulders and pulled her close. Hema responded passionately. Shanti pressed her face toward Hema's, lashing out with her tongue to find Hema's open mouth. She probed her tongue deep into Hema's hot mouth, amazed at the way she was responding so warmly to her lesbian embrace. Both women embraced each other feverishly, exchanging oral caresses with abandonment as the warm, stimulating sound of deep sighs and moans came from the tape.

"Uuuuummmmmm," Hema moaned, "you feel goooood." She quickly turned in no time and stroked Shanti's nude body uninhibitedly as Shanti continued to plant warm, soft kisses all over her sex-flushed face. Withdrawing from Shanti's arms, she reached behind her back and untied her kurti top, letting it fall to reveal her firm, womanly tits. Then, as Shanti watched with a look of pleasant surprise, she slid her ghaghra and panties smoothly down over her hips and legs and kicked them away.

"I hadn't expected such a quick response," Shanti said candidly in a sex-slurred voice as they both allowed their eyes to travel openly over each other's naked body.

"I just didn't know at first what you really wanted," Hema replied. "I just didn't think anyone as sexy as you would be interested in me."

"This isn't the first time you've been with another woman, is it?" Shanti asked as she reached out and allowed her hands to wander over Hema's body.

"No, this isn't the first time," Hema answered, gasping slightly as Shanti brushed her skilled fingertips over her clit. She spread her legs and raised one knee to the couch, making her pussy more available to Shanti's touch, at the same time moving her hands between Shanti's opening thighs. "Never and never was it... never with a real woman like you -- you are unbelievable," she gasped. "It was just with other girls in college ... never with anyone like you."

"You mean someone older like me or vivacious sexy and exciting like me? How old are you if I can ask?" Shanti asked as she pulled her thigh up and rested it on Hema's putting both their pussies within easy reach of each other's probing fingers.

"Yeah ... mmmmm - I am 19 + 2 months." Hema moaned as Shanti's fingers began a slow teasing journey around and around her clit. "You're so much more ... more mature. I didn't think you could possibly care about me."

"Uuuummmm ... pull my clit ... just pull it nice and slow, you know I am just 24" Shanti instructed, imparting her vast knowledge of love to her new young lover. "Why wouldn't I want you? You're so young and beautiful ... and you feel sooo gooood."

"But you are so experienced -- you are a expert in sex to me, teach me ... teach me how to make you feel good ... teach me what another woman likes," Hema panted. "I've only kind of ... kind of experimented with my friends ... it wasn't this good ... you must know how to do it right!"

"Have you ever done this with Priyamani? Have you ever felt her like this?" Shanti asked.

"Just once ... one time ... she was afraid and wouldn't really let me much."

Each woman was lazily fingering and pinching and pulling the other's hot cunt-flesh, the tape was still playing, showing a scene from later in that sex-session. Appropriately, it was a scene of Vijaya and Shanti engaged in a torrid sixty-nine entanglement. Kamesh had withdrawn from the bed and was working the camera by hand, Vijaya totally unaware of his actions. The screen showed alternate close-ups of first Shanti's lovely face buried in Vijaya's hot pussy, then Vijaya's lust-driven mouth devouring Shanti's glistening cunt.

"Aaahhhhh ... that's right ... this is sooooo nice," Shanti moaned as Hema's young fingers stroked her clit. They both divided their attention between the passionate scene on the screen and the scene of each other's body, lounging languidly on the velvet cushions as they continued the loving manipulations of each other's pussy.

"Like this?" Hema asked in a hoarse whisper, gently holding Shanti's swelling clit between two fingers and stroking it up and down.

"Uuuummmmm ... that's right," Shanti sighed, having to close her eyes tightly and gasp for air as Hema's fondling sent exquisite thrills through her fevered cunt.

"Is that good ... does it make you feel good?" Hema asked.

"Yes ... yes ... it's good, it's good," Shanti responded. "Now dip your fingers into my hole ... like this," she instructed and began to poke lightly, teasingly into Hema's tight cunt. "Aaaahhhhh ... that's it," she sighed as Hema repeated the movements. They both continued to alternately squeeze and stroke each other's swollen clit and plunge their fingers gradually deeper and harder into each other's cunt. They kept on, increasingly faster and with more delicious pressure, still gazing at the lesbian love depicted on the screen, hearing slight wet noises and deep sighs mix with their own panting and passionate moans.

"Teach me, Shanti ... teach me ... tell me what to do to you," Hema begged, extracting as much pleasure from her fingers being in Shanti's cunt as Shanti's being in hers. "Tell me ... I'll do anything ... anything" she sighed with a sound of deep sexual need in her voice.

"Haven't you made love to other girls? Don't you know what to do?" Shanti asked.

"This is all I've ever done ... just felt each other's cunt ... it wasn't this good though ... uuummmm, you're sooo good."

"What do you want to do to me?"

"Anything ... everything ... just tell me," Hema sighed as both women now had completely penetrated their fingers into each other's hungry pussy.

Shanti's mind reeled at the possibilities. She quickly jumped up from the couch and turned on the video recorder, bringing out the camera and pointing it at the couch. She started the recorder and rapidly adjusted the video console so that the camera would be both recording them and projecting their images on the screen in front of them simultaneously. Even better than that mirror on the bedroom, she thought wickedly as she saw Hema's excited, waiting body appear on the giant projection screen.

Shanti hurried to return to the couch, taking her place again next to Hema but stroking her tits and belly this time instead of her pussy. She gazed lovingly at the hot, vibrant young body next to her, glancing at the screen to see herself and Hema. "We can watch ourselves while we make love," she said softly to Hema, nodding at the screen. Hema's lust-filled eyes left their examination of Shanti's body to gaze at their images on the large screen in front of them. Shanti could tell by her expression that she liked it.

She continued to lovingly touch Hema's budding tits and her sharply pointed nipples, fantasizing over the things she could have Hema do to her and the things she could do to Hema. Hema kept on watching the passionate picture they made on the screen as Shanti felt her young body and contemplated just what she would instruct the impassioned youngr to do. She remembered the way she had commanded Vijaya to do such humiliatingly exciting things to both of them.

Shanti withdrew her hand from Hema's smooth pussy and inserted three fingers into her own gaping cunt. She stroked her pussy lightly, stirring up her hot juices, soaking her fingers in her hot liquids. "Did you like the way Vijaya and I ate all of Kamesh's jism?" she asked Hema. "Have you ever tasted a woman's juices?"

"No ... let me taste yours, Shanti ... let me taste your pussy," Hema begged.

"Here," Shanti responded, presenting her juice-drenched fingers to Hema. "Lick my juices off my fingers," she instructed.

Hema complied, licking at Shanti's wet hand, clutching it, running her tongue over every finger then sucking each one of them into her mouth. "Uummmmm ... you taste so good," she gasped between licks. Shanti pulled her hand away again and returned it to her cunt opening, soaking it again in her juices and enjoying Hema's hungry stare as she did so. "Let me lick your pussy ... let me taste ... let me kiss it," Hema begged.