Fantasy VijayaLakshmi- A Legion of Sex by shanti2010-Completed

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Story :- VijayaLakshmi- A Legion of Sex

Written by shanti2010

Theme :-  Group Sex , Anal ,  Erotic .

[Ramesh_Rocky]

VijayaLakshmi- A Legion of Sex Ch. 01

When the doorbell rang the next morning, Vijaya glanced out the living room window to see her lecherous neighbor out in front and she felt herself tense while a ripple of distaste coursed through her.

She had never met anyone she disliked more than her owner's son-in-law. Everything about Ashok set her teeth on edge.

She answered the door with a grim look on her face, hoping that Ashok would pick up his television set and leave without stopping to pass the time of day with her.

She hated his boastful manner and parasitic tendencies. If I don't think of some way to get rid of him, Ashok will invite himself to lunch, Vijaya thought, opening the front door.

Ashok stood with his lanky form draped in the doorway, a cigarette drooping from his sullen lips. He appraised Vijaya's conservative outfit with cold, narrowed eyes. "Well now," he said in a mocking tone. "Don't you look sweet this morning!"

Vijaya was suddenly self-conscious about her conservative blouse and long nightgown. Ashok undoubtedly preferred seeing the opposite sex clad in something sexier, but Vijaya dressed to please her husband.

And Uday liked to see her dressed decently, even around the house. Ashok, however, would probably have preferred to find Vijaya in a pair of tight jeans and a low-cut sweater, trying to ignore his thinly veiled sarcasm, Vijaya pasted a thin smile on her face and stepped backward, inviting him in.

"Guess you've come for your television set," she said, trying to keep her voice pleasant. She gestured toward the portable set on the floor. "It's all ready for you," she went on. "The picture is really great now. Uday's got it fixed up like new."

Ashok took a drag-on his cigarette, glancing at the set with a bored expression. "Is Dolll at nursery school?" he asked, his pale-blue eyes darting about. Vijaya nodded, grateful that Ashok had come while her daughter was away. Otherwise, he might stop and play with Dolll, staying for hours.

The only redeeming quality about her lecherous neighbor was the fact that he did seem genuinely fond of his young niece.

The only real generosity he'd ever shown was toward little Dolll. He seldom came over without some sort of present for the girl. "I don't go pick her up until one o'clock," Vijaya explained, hoping the information would discourage him from sticking around. It was only a little after ten now. And Vijaya certainly did not welcome of having Ashok park himself for three more hours. "It's just as well," he said, crushing his cigarette in a nearby ashtray. "It's you I've come to see, anyhow," he added, looking at her with a strange grin.

Vijaya felt a flicker of annoyance. Why didn't he just pick up his television set and leave, she thought with exasperation. Didn't he realize that she had things to do?

She cleared her throat, quickly searching her mind for some phony excuse to get rid of him. "Well, I was just about to go out to do some grocery shopping, the supermarket has some good specials I can't afford to pass up. And it's much easier for me to shop without Dolll." Her lecherous neighbor crossed his arms and gave her a long look. "Is that right?" he asked, a smug look on his thin face. "Well now, bhabhi," he drawled, his lips twisting into a smirk, "it looks like you're just gonna have to postpone that shopping trip for a while."

The false smile left Vijaya's face to be replaced with a frown. Who did Ashok think he was anyway? "I'm sorry, Ashok," she said in a cold voice. "But I've already planned my day."

She walked over to the television set, lifted it and handed it to him in a gesture of dismissal. "Maybe you can come back sometime when Uday and Dolll are here," she told him. That way, Vijaya could leave the entertaining of this neighbor friend up to her husband while she went about her business.

Ashok took the TV set from her and set it down. "Oh, I don't think that would be such a good idea, Vijaya dear," he said, reaching into the pocket of his leather jacket. "Not unless you want your husband and daughter to see these!" His thick lips stretching into a sneer, he withdrew an envelope. His pale-blue eyes never leaving Vijaya's face, the young man removed the contents of the envelope and held them up in front of her.

Vijaya breathed a gasp of horror and her green eyes grew round as she stared, her mouth open and her jaw slack. For the lecherous neighbor she so despised was holding up copies of the four photographs she had received in the mail the day before! "Where did you get these?" she croaked, her cheeks flushing crimson.

"Down at my friendly neighborhood porno shop," he replied, his sneer intensifying. "And they've got lots more. Why, dear?" he taunted, his sneer stretching into a mocking grin. "Did you want a set for your family album?" he asked, thrusting the lewd photos at her.

"You!" Vijaya choked, clutching her throat as she held the pictures. "You sent the letter!"

"That's right, sweetie," Ashok said, unzipping his jacket. "My, you do catch on fast, don't you, Vijaya?"

"What is it you want?" she asked, her voice a ragged whisper. "I ... I can't give you much, Ashok. Only about some money a week!"

Ashok tossed his jacket on a nearby chair, an unpleasant smile on his thin face. "Oh, I don't want your money, sweet Vijaya," he told her, unbuttoning his shirt. "That would be like stealing from my own brother, don't you agree? I mean, after all, whatever you get comes from him, right?"

Vijaya's mouth felt like cotton and her heart pounded with fear. "You ... you're going to tell Uday, aren't you?" she asked, her voice cracking. "Not unless you make me, sweet Vijaya," he said, removing his shirt. Vijaya watched her lecherous neighbor fumble with his trousers and felt her heart skip a beat. "What do you mean?" she asked in a shaky voice.

"I mean, all you have to do is cooperate, baby," Ashok told her, unzipping his fly. "You know what a fun-loving guy I am, don't you, honey?" He let his pants drop to the floor, then stepped out of them, standing before her in just a T-shirt and jockey shorts. "And that's all I'm here for, sweetie so you and me can have ourselves a little fun!"

As Vijaya gasped in open-mouthed disbelief, Ashok reached out to grab the lewd photos from her. "The same kind of fun you seemed to be having when these pictures were taken," he added, returning the photos to his jacket pocket. All the color drained from the beauty's face as the meaning of his words became clear.

Her lecherous neighbor was blackmailing her, all right! But it wasn't cold cash that he wanted. Instead, he lusted for hot flesh and blood. It was her body, not her money that he wanted! Vijaya took a step forward, her face beseeching. "But, Ashok, you don't understand. I posed for those photos years ago! Before I even met Uday! Those pictures don't have anything to do with now!"

Ashok lifted his T-shirt, his eyes cold. "That's where you're wrong, baby," he told her pulling the undergarment over his head. "Those pictures have plenty to do with now because if you don't play along with me now, I'll blow the whistle on you to my brother!"

The lovely Vijaya stared at her nearly nude lecherous neighbor with a helpless look on her pretty face. As she stood in front of him, pale and trembling, she felt trapped and frightened. Having sex with the man she loathed made her stomach churn, but Vijaya did not know what else she could do. Uday trusted her, held her on a pedestal. Learning about the obscene modeling she'd done would surely destroy all feelings he had for her.

If Uday should learn of her sordid past, he would be so disillusioned that the love he now felt for her would cease to exist! And Vijaya loved Uday so desperately that she would do anything she could to keep their marriage intact including agreeing to Ashok's sexual demands. Even though the thought of having sex with her lecherous neighbor turned her stomach, it was better than losing the man she loved.

Vijaya's jade eyes dropped to the slight bulge between Ashok's legs.

"You mean," she began, swallowing hard, "that if I do what you want, you'll keep my secret?"

"Sure, baby," Ashok said. "All you have to do is let me have my fun, okay? After all, you were willing to let those guys in the photos have their fun with you. And they weren't even related, like we are. Then once I've had my fill of you, I'll never mention those photos again." He gave her a lascivious grin, his eyes traveling over the length of her voluptuous figure. "What d'ya say, honey? Is it a deal?"

Believing that Ashok would keep his end of the bargain, Vijaya nodded. "It's a deal."

"Good, then that's settled," he said, grinning lasciviously. "Now all you have to do is get comfy, dear sister-in-law. Just like I did." When he saw the fright reflected in Vijaya's jade eyes, he chuckled. "Take off your clothes, honey.

All except your bra and panty, that is," he added, licking his lips. "Keep those on." When Vijaya hesitated, staring at him with round eyes, Ashok snapped his fingers. "I said strip!" he ordered, taking a step forward. Then his eyes darted to the radio onthe end table and he smiled. "Or maybe you want to undress to music, huh, Vijaya?"

He walked over to the radio and turned the knob, a sudden blast of rock music piercing the air. "There," he smirked, flopping down on the sofa. "That's better."

Vijaya's fingers removed her saree and then moved to the buttons of her blouse while Ashok sat back and leered at her.

For some reason, stripping for her obnoxious lecherous neighbor was much more difficult than stripping for strangers had been during her brief modeling career. That had been just a job, one she was getting paid for. But following Ashok's orders put things on a strictly personal basis and she felt embarrassed and humiliated.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Dance!" Ashok ordered, watching her open her blouse, his eyes bright with lust.

Blinking back tears, Vijaya did as she was told, moving her feet to the heavy rock beat. She shed her blouse and let it drop to the carpet, feeling Ashok's icy stare focus on her black satin bra. She had been aware of his eyes on her boobs in the past but his glance had always been surreptitious.

Now he gazed boldy, his tongue sliding across his thick lips at the sight of her pale flesh spilling out of the 34-D bra. "Take off your bra!" he commanded, his penis growing in his shorts. Feeling her cheeks brighten, Vijaya reached behind her back to unhook the garment. She let the black bra slide down her shoulders, then fall to the rug, releasing her mammoth tits. She heard Ashok gasp as they loomed forward in rounded magnificence, their bright rosettes tightening into twin rosebuds at their sudden nudity.

"Shit, you really got a great pair of boobs, honey!" he praised, his hand lowering to the hot swelling in his shorts. He grabbed his growing prick and fondled it unabashedly as he eyed her firm mounds of ivory flesh. "Mmmmmm, I can't wait to have a go at them."

Moving in time to the music, Vijaya unzipped her petticoat and stepped out of it, tossing the garment to the floor. Doing a pirouette, she lowered her lacy half-slip. Once that garment was discarded, the lovely dusky beauty had only her white lace panties to shed.

Wriggling her shapely hips, she eased out of them, letting them drop to the floor. Whirling, she turned to face her lecherous neighbor clad only in a black see through leggings of nylon "Now let's see you dance for me, honey," Ashok ordered, his eyes bright as he gazed at the dark triangle of fuzz between her outstretched legs. "Really move!"

Her face bright with humiliation, the pretty south Indian dusky slut wriggled her hips and moved her legs in time to the heavy beat of the music.

Her long dark hair whirled as she gyrated and turned, giving Ashok the opportunity to ogle her luscious naked body from every angle. Her big tits jiggled enticingly, their rosy nipples looming forward.

She saw her brother-in- law caress his growing erection as his pale eyes devoured her nude body, his big lips hanging loosely. And she loathed the man as never before!

Ashok felt his hot prick expand rapidly at the delectable sight in front of him. Vijaya was really built and her enormous boobs were so nice and firm and high. The way they bobbed and undulated when she performed her disco dance really turned him on. And seeing her naked, except for her skimpy covering of nylon, made his throbbing cock mushroom even faster.

The sharp contrast of her pale thighs and abdomen against the shiny black satin stimulated the young man as much as if Vijaya were stark naked. The dark nylon stockings and high-heeled shoes made her shapely legs seem even more appealing. But now Ashok wanted to do more than merely look at her luscious nudity. Wearing an evil grin, he rose from the sofa to turn off the blaring music.

He went over to his pretty neighbor of who also happened to be his cousin's wife and so his sister-in-law and stood in front of her with his shorts bulging at the crotch area. He bent down to draw a bright nipple into his mouth, squeezing the pale flesh surrounding the brown rosette while his other hand reached down to finger the slit of her hesitating pussy. Vijaya gasped at the feel of his warm mouth upon her breast and the pressure of his fingers upon her sensitive cuntal tissues. Still, she dared not pull away. They had made a deal and she had no choice but to abide by it so that he would not reveal her dark past to her beloved husband.

His greedy lips moved from one rosy tip to the other, sucking voraciously while he dug his fingers into her fuzzy crotch. Despite the fact that she despised the man whose mouth was pressed against her ample breasts, warm tingly sensations coursed through her naked body and the nubof her clitoris rose hotly under his persistent fingers.

Fully aware of the speed with which Vijaya's tiny bud of femininity was responding to his caress, Ashok withdrew his mouth from her distended nipple to give her a knowing grin. "Like that, don't you, Vijaya?" he asked, rubbing her sensitive organ even harder.

"No!" she gasped, her cheeks flaming even more. But the way that the tiny penis like structure stiffened belied her words.

"Who you tryin' to kid?" he asked, laughing derisively. "You're gettin' all hot and bothered and we both know it." He pulled his hand from between her legs and stood up with the front of his jockey shorts protruding sharply. "On your knees, bitch!" he commanded. Her eyes wide, she quickly complied. "Take off my shorts," he ordered.

Her hands shaking, the kneeling brunette tugged at the elastic waistband, lowering her lecherous neighbor's underwear.

In seconds, she released his big crimson cock and its fiery tip bobbed menacingly in front of her face while its open glans gazed like a gaping, glaring eye. Smirking at her obvious discomfort, Ashok stepped out of his shorts, aiming his swollen rod directly at his sister-in-law's open mouth. "Now suck!" he told her. When she hesitated, her lips parted and her cheeks flushed, Ashok grabbed a handful of her dark hair to bring her face forward.

"Mmmmmmph!" she grunted as he forced his big hunk of meat into her mouth. She felt his warm penis ram the back of her throat as he jerked his hips, filling her entire mouth with one great phallic thrust. She tried not to gag as the blunt end bumped into her soft palate. Tears of humiliation stinging her eyes, she began to suck. The strong smell of his masculinity pierced her nostrils and she had to remind herself that she was performing this lewd act in order to save her marriage.

"Squeeze my balls!" he told her, giving her slender hips another forward jerk, sending the tip of his swollen rod down her throat.

Vijaya gagged then drew his distended pole of manhood back into her mouth while she reached obediently to fondle his huge sacs. The twin spheres felt sweaty under her fingers and she fought the urge to pull her hand away. She heard him moan with pleasure at the way her tongue was drawing on his smooth shaft while her hand fondled his hanging testicles.

Pretend it's Uday's cock you're sucking on and she told herself, fighting nausea. Make believe it's his balls you're squeezing, and it'll be all right! Vijaya squeezed her eyes shut and used her imagination to blot the fact that she was performing fellatio on a man she detested. "Ahhhh, that feels nice, baby!" Ashok encouraged, lacing his fingers through her long mane. "Mmmmm, keep on suckin'!"

Vijaya obeyed, sharply aware of the taste of masculine nectar upon her tongue as his open tip leaked forth its hot juices. Oh, if only this were all some horrible nightmare from which she would soon awaken to find everything right in her world again.

But Vijaya knew, with sickening clarity, that she was not dreaming, that the warm bubbling organ fucking her tortured mouth was all too real. She also realized that she was totally helpless in this appalling situation, subject to her despicable lecherous neighbor's slightest whim. Oh God, she agonized, her cheeks billowing in and out while her tightly oval mouth slid back and forth, what other perverted acts will he make me perform before he's finished with me?

Breathing hard, the naked young man stood with his heavily lidded eyes taking in the delectable sight of the naked bitch kneeling submissively between his split thighs, her huge melon tits dancing and quivering in time to her rhythmic movements. He saw the tempting curve of her parted ass cheeks and knew that in good time he would knead and caress the pale flesh to his heart's content.

For now, though, the intruder was content with the magnificent feel of her warm lips and moist tongue on his inflamed rod. He gasped and his legs trembled when Vijaya paused in her sucking to let her tongue swirl around the circumference of his gaping prick head, lapping up its sticky emission.

The feel of her pointed oral member upon his throbbing sensitive tip made hot bursts of wild sensation course through his naked body. "Faster!" he panted, clawing her long tresses frantically in heated response. Obeying, Vijaya moved her tongue in progressively faster circles while she clutched at the thick base of his massive cock with one hand and kneaded his prickly sacs with the other.

He moaned when she thrust the tip of her tongue down into the depths of his open glans with maddening force. His balls churned and his fiery cock lurched, sending more of its warm juices into the squatting brunette's mouth. Ashok bucked his pelvis forward to drive his great phallic length deep into Vijaya's throat. "Suck, suck!" he cried.

He whimpered in appreciation as he felt Vijaya wrap her soft lips into a tight ring around his wildly pounding organ to suck hard. She was laboring diligently now, sucking to please, her dark head twisting and bobbing up and down his pistoning shaft.

He watched the way her obscenely outstretched lips clung to his hot masculinity on each backstroke of her head. Moaning, he surrendered himself completely to the firm steady pressure of her mouth and tongue, enjoying the way her magnificent protruding tits brushed against his legs as she bobbed up and down.

As Vijaya continued to suck the lust-bloated pole of masculinity, its warm pre-coital juices coating her tongue, she began to experience a definite involuntary response. She no longer had to pretend that it was her husband's slippery shaft that she held captive in her crowded oral cavity.

No matter whose cock it was, all that mattered now was the wet satiny feel of the big bubbling spear against her tongue and roof of her mouth. An undeniable swift throbbing started between her parted thighs and she felt a warm trickle of feminine syrup ooze from her fuzzy triangle to dribble down her pale inner thigh.

Her heart pounded and her entire pelvis area swirled with the heat of desire. She felt just the way she'd felt when she'd sucked cock for the camera years before. As if they possessed a will of their own, her fingers clutched at the base of the swollen organ with a fierce possessiveness, trying to draw every possible inch of warm meat into her oral receptacle. Her other hand kneaded Ashok's firm testicles with renewed vigor, the feel of his big prickly sacs stimulating her even more. Her tongue drew on the warm rod greedily, eager for more of its pungent secretions. She began to moan softly as she sucked, the hot palpitations of her oozing cunt increasing in strength and tempo. What's wrong with me? she wondered, a fleeting moment of sanity stealing over her. How can I LIKE sucking on Ashok's cock when I despise him so? But her silent questions were soon obliterated by the wild fluttering of her wet pussy, the luscious taste of warm pre-coital juices upon her drawing tongue. The naked kneeling brunette tugged on the swollen shaft of manhood as if it were a tasty lollipop that she couldn't get enough of, for her mouth hungered for more than just tantalizing trickles of pre-seminal juices.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Vijaya wanted to make her lecherous neighbor's piston cudgel explode in her mouth so that she could swallow his hot masculine juices the way she'd swallowed hot cum during her brief modeling career. Oh, it's been so long since I've tasted a warm prick like this, she thought, her mouth sliding back and forth while her cheeks worked in and out with fierce determination. I can't wait to drink a big mouthful of tasty sperm!

With a surge of triumph, Ashok sensed the subtle change in Vijaya's ministrations. Her hands were bolder, her mouth working more voraciously and he knew that she too was consumed by passions she could no longer control. He watched in lustful delight as she went at him with the fervor of a harlot, whimpering softly. "Suck, bitch, suck!" he gasped, hurling his hips forward, pummeling her receptive mouth with his pounding hunk of rigid flesh.

His lust heightened by his sister-in-law's total involvement in the lewd act she was performing, his breath came hot and heavy. He felt his overloaded testicles ache under the burden of their turgid cargo and knew that his moment of ultimate carnal pleasure was painfully near.

The excited young man panted and groaned, his fiery prick pounding savagely under her skillful and slavish ministrations. Suddenly he could not hold back the eruptive force of his steaming load one second longer. His hips pumped wildly.

"Suck, suck!" he whined, his exploding penis spurting its torrid juices into Vijaya's tightly oval mouth. The kneeling dusky slut instinctively tightened her hold on his hotly convulsing shaft, her head bobbing and twisting in harmony with his fierce ejaculations. The sounds of their mutual moans filled the room as the climaxing young man shot his searing hot wad, his fingers twining savagely through her long dark hair. "Drink!" he gasped, his features contorted by lust as his hips jerked.

"Drink my cum!" The whimpering bent brunette needed no prodding, for her throat worked convulsively. Again and again she swallowed, savoring the distinctive bittersweet taste of his nectar on her laving tongue, the slippery warmth of hot cum sliding down her throat.

Her palpitating pussy was soaked with the syrup of her arousal, coating the dark matted pubic hair gracing her heated mound. She drank thirstily, greedily, her tongue still drawing on the ejaculating rod in an effort to collect every possible drop of spurting liquid.

His hot forceful release seemed endless, making her throat open and close with great rapidity in order to accommodate the fiery bursts. Half-crazed with sexual excitement as the hot masculine juices filled her cheeks to overflowing and Vijaya felt her foaming pussy throb harder and harder.

At last, the hot nub of her rigid clitoris fluttered wildly, while great waves of searing orgasm convulsed throughout her saturated cunt. "Aghhhhh!" she cried, opening her mouth to cry out in sweet release. Her slippery treasure slid from her mouth, bobbing away like some venomous snake, sending more of its warm venom spurting into her face and across her melon breasts.

The feel of the hot liquid upon her bare flesh merely served to heighten her forbidden enjoyment. Her eyeballs rolled back in their sockets and her hands fluttered to her bosom to smear the hot cum across her quivering mounds of femininity. The jerking spitting prick bobbed erratically as it released the last of its fiery load. By the time the emptying cock grew still, Vijaya's face was glistening with cum and her tongue darted out to lap up any of the precious liquid still within its reach. Ashok gazed down at his naked, panting, cock sucking blackmailed sister-in-law with a searing look which reflected both triumph and disgust.

"Well, you really had yourself quite a time, didn't you, sweet Vijaya?" His thick lips curled into a sneer. "I always knew my brother was a sap for thinkin' you were so special! You don't know how fuckin' sick I am of hearin' him brag about you when all the time I knew damn well that you're just as big a slut as any other bitch I know. You're all the same, you cock-suckin' whores. Pretendin' to be somethin' you ain't, actin' so high and mighty around the likes of me." He grabbed a handful of hair to yank her head cruelly so that she was gazing directly into his cold eyes. "You don't look so special now, sweet Vijaya!"

Tears of humiliation burned her eyes as her lecherous neighbor laughed in her face. The taste of his semen still fresh upon her tongue, the sprawled brunette's cheeks flushed crimson. Her degradation was utter and complete, for there was no use in trying to pretend that she had not enjoyed sucking him off, that her mouth had not hungered for his hot juices.

Nor could she deny the humiliating fact that she had reached a thrilling climax while performing her perverse and debasing act. Chuckling softly, Ashok released his hold on her hair to glance at his watch. "Time to be runnin' along, dear Vijaya," he said. He reached for his strewn clothing, turning to curl his lip at her.

"But I'll be back tomorrow morning, sweetie. With a very special friend of mine. A gal whose just as big a slut as you are, honey. She may even teach you a thing or two!" He laughed cruelly, his pale eyes narrowing with glee as he watched her silent anguish. "Yes sir, I think you two will really love each other!"

While her lecherous neighbor dressed, Vijaya slumped into a defeated heap of naked despair. Whistling an off-key tune, the young man lifted his television set and headed for the door. "See you tomorrow, sweetie," he said, reaching for the door knob.

As the door closed softly behind him, Vijaya buried her face in her hands. A sick feeling engulfed the lovely dusky slut, for she knew without a doubt that from here on in, her life would never be quite the same!

[Ramesh_Rocky]

VijayaLakshmi- A Legion of Sex Ch. 02

After returning from her trip to the nursery school to drop off her daughter, Vijaya waited tensely for Ashok's arrival. Maybe he's changed his mind, she thought, her hopes rising as the minutes ticked by.

It could be that he and Rama had decided to do something else today instead.

Her hopes were soon dashed, however, at the sight of Ashok's red sports car pulling up to the curb. The nervous Slut stood by the window to watch Ashok and Rama get out and start up the front walk together.

Taking a deep tremulous breath, Vijaya straightened her shoulders and went to the door to let the unwelcomed pair in. "I take it Jill is in nursery school," Ashok said, sauntering into the living room while Rama followed sedately.

Vijaya nodded, stealing a sidewise glance at the tall slender pussy behind him. What, she wondered once again, did Ashok have in mind? "Take off your coat, honey," Ashok told his lovely companion, as he shed his leather jacket. "And make yourself right at home."

While Rama removed her coat, revealing a delicate willowy figure, Vijaya had to bit her tongue to keep from saying something caustic to her hateful brother-in-law. How dare he act as if this were his home instead of his brother's!

Her tension etched in her face, the nervous young wife perched on the edge of a chair, waiting for them to make the first move, to offer some clue as to what was in store now that the moment she had dreaded had finally arrived.

Her green eyes darted to Rama again and the beautiful dusky slut smiled sympathetically, lowering her slender form onto the sofa with feline grace. "You seem uncomfortable about all this, Vijaya," she said in her soft-spoken voice. "Please don't be," she urged, her liquid brown eyes reflecting concern. "Ashok here has explained everything to me and believe me, dear, I understand perfectly."

Vijaya gasped, her incredulous gaze shifting to her brother-in-law. Ashok looked back at her with a smug expression on his thin face, obviously enjoying her discomfort. "He did?" she asked in a high-pitched voice. What right did Ashok have telling anyone else about the photos? He shouldn't have said anything about them to anyone. Vijaya had thought he understood that. Especially when she was going along with him, doing everything he wanted her to do in order to keep him silent!

Rama nodded, her face softening.

"You mustn't be embarrassed by any of this, my dear," she assured. "After all, it's perfectly understandable that you should be sexually frustrated after living with an impotent man for such a long time."

Vijaya's jade eyes widened as they slid back to Ashok. "Uday ... impotent?" she echoed, glaring at her brother-in-law. "You mean you told her that?" she demanded in a shocked tone.

"How else could I explain the fact that you're so hard up for sex?" Ashok asked in an innocent voice, his eyes mocking. His challenging gaze seemed to be asking a silent question. Would you rather I tell her the ugly truth, dear sister-in-law? That I'm MAKING you do all this because of some dirty pictures you posed for?

"It's all right, Vijaya," Rama said, misinterpreting the dark-haired girl's reaction. "I know exactly how you must feel. Just as I understand your natural curiosity about a homosexual experience. I felt the same way once. Before I converted to lesbianism."

Vijaya felt as if she were on an elevator that had just plummeted from the penthouse to the lobby in record time. Her stomach lurched at the impact of the young woman's words. Rama was a lesbian!

And Ashok expected Vijaya to have sex with her! The thought of having anything to do with another woman made the shocked dusky's cheeks flame and her stomach churn with nausea.

Noting her hostess' flaming face, Rama smiled reassuringly. "It's going to be all right, Vijaya," she assured. "I'll make certain of that!" Vijaya listened incredulously as the fine-featured dusky beauty explained how Ashok, knowing that Rama was a lesbian, told her all about his frustrated and curious sister-in-law, showing Rama the wedding photo he carried in his wallet. Impressed by Vijaya's sultry beauty, Rama eagerly offered her services.

"You're about to cross the threshold leading to a new and beautiful experience, Vijaya," Rama concluded. "After today, you may not be troubled by your husband's inability to have sex with you." She gave Vijaya a warm admiring look, her brown eyes settling on the voluminous breasts rising so proudly under her sweater. "Like me, you may prefer women in a tear." Vijaya's hand flew to her mouth.

"I ... I don't know ..."

"Don't worry," Rama interrupted, silencing her with her slender hands. "You don't have to make any decisions today. And I won't pressure you either. But if you do decide that you want to see me again, Vijaya, Ashok has my telephone number." She smiled warmly. "I work as a hotel waitress from six until three but you can reach me during the day." Her voice deepened. "If you want to, that is."

Vijaya lowered her eyes, her cheeks still burning. She felt her brother-in-law's eyes upon her and knew, even without looking up, that he was grinning. Ashok had a right to gloat, for he could not have chosen a more effective way of degrading her.

He must hate me even more than I hate him, she thought, fighting back tears. To make me submit to something as perverse and unnatural as this! For a few frantic indecisive moments, Vijaya wondered if she should make them leave, refuse to go along with Ashok's bizarre scheme. No wonder Rama was playing a willing part in this sordid affair. The young woman was under the false impression that Vijaya hungered for a lesbian experience.

But Vijaya was not at all certain that she could force herself to submit to the sexual advances of another woman. Should she refuse to cooperate and risk the possibility of letting Ashok tell Uday about her sordid past? There was no doubt whatsoever in Vijaya's mind that her brother-in-law would do just that. And as quickly as he could. The mental picture of her husband's shocked face, his hurt and disillusionment as he gazed at the lurid photographs that Vijaya had posed for, however, told the distressed dusky that she had only one possible decision.

Her shoulders slumped in defeat. "Well," she asked, turning to her smug- looking brother-in-law with an air of resignation. "Shall we get this over with?"

Ashok's smile became a leer and his beady eyes narrowed with glee. This is gonna be good, he thought, licking his lips. Not only do I get me a free sex show, I get to pay Vijaya back for always actin' so high and mighty with me. Cracking his knuckles, he eyed the two women, eager to see the pair in action.

Vijaya will not be so uppish with me after today, he thought with perverse satisfaction. His lustful gaze traveled over the blackmailed young wife's ripe curves while his eager prick stiffened in anticipation. After Rama was through with Vijaya, Ashok planned to have some fun with her as well.

I already fucked her mouth, Ashok mused, remembering how pleasurable his sister-in-law's warm grasping lips had felt around his swollen hunk of meat, how thoroughly she had sucked him off until he shot his steaming load into her mouth. But I ain't fucked her pussy. Ashok planned to take care of that oversight today. But first, he wanted to watch the beautiful dusky beauty lesbian have her way with Vijaya. He had never seen two women make love before and the thought of having a live performance made his balls tighten.

"Let's start out by gettin' to know each other better," Ashok suggested, getting up to close the drapes. Turning, he grinned at the two women while he tugged at his sweater. "And I can't think of no better way to get friendly faster than in the shower!"

Vijaya sat unmoving while her brother-in-law quickly shed his clothes while the lovely Rama began to remove her dress. It wasn't until Rama had stepped out of the garment, standing in front of them in just her sheer petticoat that Vijaya's trembling hands began to fumble with her own clothing.

Knowing that she could no longer postpone the inevitable, the reluctant dusky beauty peeled off her sweater and skirt. By the time she was unhooking her bra, Ashok and Rama were both completely nude. Vijaya's eyes quickly darted from her lanky brother-in-law, his growing erection swaying and bobbing menacingly, to the naked young woman beside him. Vijaya gasped at the undeniable beauty of Rama's long lithe form. Her slender body was exquisite and Vijaya could not help but stare. Her figure was so different from her own. While Vijaya was tall and voluptuous, Rama was statuesque and willowy, almost regal in her bearing. With her long golden hair billowing about her shoulders, the beautiful young woman reminded Vijaya of some mythical goddess.

Gazing hypnotically, Vijaya removed her bra, spilling forth her magnificent boobs in naked splendor, the melon mounds of firm flesh rising proudly. The half-naked dusky saw the way Rama's liquid brown eyes flickered in warm appreciation as they lingered on her mammoth tits. Feeling her rosy nipples tighten into twin rosebuds, Vijaya reached for the elastic waistband of her black lace panties, a strange inexplicable tingle coursing through her body. The back of her knees suddenly felt weak and the fuzz-covered mound between her legs fluttered softly.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Once she had shed her panties, Vijaya stood in total nudity. The open hunger in the dusky beauty's face as she quickly appraised Vijaya's delectable curves made the naked dusky's checks grow bright.

"Ah, that's better," Ashok praised in a husky voice, his eyes devouring the two tempting nudes. Ashok's big joint felt hot, growing rapidly at the twin treat before him.

Vijaya and Rama were such complete opposites that his hungry gaze slid from one naked Slut to the other, taking mental notes. Vijaya's enormous tits were gorgeous, a good three times the size of Rama's, he quickly judged, licking his lips at the sight of the pale mountainous protrusions with the berrylike crests topping them. His beady eyes slid back to the fair-haired young woman. But Rama had an understated beauty that made his extending prick throb just as hungrily.

Although the tall dusky beauty's breasts were small, the pale spheres were perfectly shaped, their delicate nipples jutting perkily. Her waist was extremely small, accentuating the gentle curve of her hips. The bright tuft of her dark triangle made her fair skin appear almost alabaster by contrast. Her parted legs were long and well-shaped and her pert little ass protruded saucily as she stood watching the horrified housewife, two bright spots of excitement dotting her high cheekbones. Too bad Rama's queer, Ashok thought with a twinge of regret, his fiery cock twitching in appreciation. She'd make a real tasty piece! "Now whaddya say we head for the bathroom!"

Leading the way, Ashok sauntered down the hall, his dark crimson cock bobbing in front of him. Vijaya and Rama followed, padding down the carpeted hallway in silence. When the naked trio entered the bathroom, Ashok slid the shower doors open to reach for the bright nozzles. His pale buttocks jutting boldly at the two women, the lanky young man bent over the tub, the hairy slit of his asshole winking merrily. He tested the temperature of the water, then switched the lever so that a fine spray came from the shower head. "Okay, gals," Ashok announced, grinning over his shoulder. "Ladies first."

When Vijaya shot Rama a hesitant glance, the beautiful dusky beauty flashed an encouraging smile, gesturing for Vijaya to go ahead of her. Vijaya turned to her brother-in-law and shot him a venomous look when she saw the salacious expression on his face.

Taking a deep breath, she tensed and stepped into the glass enclosure. Rama quickly followed, standing behind her.

Ashok entered the stall last, closing the glass door behind him. Vijaya gasped at the feel of the warm spray upon her naked body. Ashok stood in front of the dusky so that she was nestled between him and the tall dusky beauty. Reaching for the bar of soap in the dish beside them, Ashok rubbed the bar between his hands to create a foamy lather. He gave the fragrant bar to his sister-in-law, ordering her to lather up. "Soon as you get some suds, pass it on to Rama, sweetie."

Vijaya did as she was told, turning the slippery bar over in her hands until they were thick with foam. As she turned around to give the bar to the woman behind her, Vijaya suddenly uttered a small cry of protest. For Ashok's soapy hand had slid unexpectedly into the slit of her unsuspecting pussy.

"Feel good, Vijaya?" he taunted, his fingers digging into the sensitive folds of her inner cunt. "Spread your legs, sweetie, so I can get at you better."

Feeling trapped, Vijaya split her thighs, gasping at the feel of her brother-in-law's probing fingers. They slid across the entire length of her parted slot, flicking across the nub of her clitoris before moving backward along the grooves and crevices of her open cunt, titillating and caressing. The lather on his hands made his fingers slide easily and Vijaya felt her gaping tissues swell in response to his probings.

A warm pleasant sensation swirled across her pelvis and her sensual lips parted. The combination of the tingling spray of water on her shoulders and breasts along with Ashok's exploring fingers was turning her on.

Ashamed of her reaction, the naked dusky tried to still the growing response of her body, the gentle throbbing that was starting between her outspread legs. I'm not enjoying this! she tried to tell herself. This whole sordid affair is disgusting and humiliating. But the steady palpitations of her stimulated cunt ignored her silent lecture, increasing in strength and tempo. Her thigh muscles tensed when Ashok forcefully thrust his forefinger up her vaginal opening, swirling it deliciously before withdrawing it to tease the tight ring of her inviolate anus.

He circled the puckered aperture several times, making Vijaya suck in her breath. No one had ever caressed her asshole before and the new sensation made her tingle with delight.

Even though she detested the man who was touching her tight sphincter muscle, Vijaya could not control the quick response of her treacherous body. She felt a stab of disappointment when Ashok drew his hand away. In moments, however, he was rubbing both his hands over the rounded curve of her buttocks, caressing and kneading the pale mounds of flesh with eager fingers.

"You've sure got a nice ass, honey," he whispered in her ear as the fine spray of warm water kept splashing across their shoulders. "But don't you think Rama looks kinda lonesome? Whaddya say you soap up those pretty little tits of hers." Even though Ashok had chosen his words carefully, for the benefit of the phony story he'd given the willowy dusky beauty, Vijaya knew all too well that her brother-in-law had just issued a command.

And if she knew what was good for her, she better obey it. Vijaya looked up to find herself gazing into the liquid brown eyes of the lovely dusky beauty. The naked desire reflected there gave Vijaya a strange feeling. She lowered her eyes to the twin hills of Ramaininity rising so delicately from Rama's bosom and felt an inexplicable flutter between her legs.

She had never touched a Slut breast before, even innocently. Now that she was about to caress another woman with the intent of bringing her physical pleasure, Vijaya found herself becoming aroused.

The way her nineteen-year-old brother-in-law's hands were massaging her bare ass added fuel to the fires of her passion.

Her pussy throbbed with greater urgency and Vijaya felt the warm nectar of her womanhood trickle from her vagina. "Don't be shy," Rama said in a velvety voice, a small smile curving her lovely lips.

"I want you to touch me, Vijaya. Just like I want to touch you." Her dark eyes growing dreamy, the naked young woman reached down to cup her lathered hand over the curly mass of pubic hair between Vijaya's outstretched legs.

The dusky gasped as Rama's hand applied pressure, then moved in slow sensuous circles, lovingly shampooing the voluptuous young woman's fuzzy cunt. The fact that another Slut was touching her in such an intimate spot brought color to Vijaya's cheeks. Suddenly she longed to touch the beautiful dusky beauty's exquisite breasts, to feel the soft mounds of forbidden flesh under her fingers. Moaning, Vijaya's hands reached out to cup the twin globes.

The firm smooth flesh felt pleasant and Vijaya found her hands moving in slow wet circles. Almost as if they possessed a will of their own, her fingers kneaded the ivory tits, creating a foamy lather that the shower spray quickly washed away. Rama's delicate nipples tightened under Vijaya's ministrations and the excited dusky let her fingers slide across the pink rosettes. The stiff nubs felt nice under her fingers, a totally new sensation, and Vijaya was pleased at the way they rose in quick response. Eager to bring Rama greater pleasure, she opened her hands to aim her palms at each distended nipple. Moving her hands in quick circles, she rubbed her palms across each fiery nub.

She heard Rama gasp then felt the dusky beauty's fingers move downward to slip into the gaping folds of her inner pussy. Vijaya's legs trembled and she split them even further to accommodate the beauty's searching fingers. While Rama fingered her throbbing cunt, Ashok reached from behind to enclose Vijaya's mammoth tits in his hands, kneading them vigorously, making her breath come in hot little gasps.

Vijaya abandoned the palming of Rama's distended nipples in order to grasp her pert little breasts the way Ashok was grasping hers, good and hard. Whimpering, Vijaya squeezed the twin hills of flesh enthusiastically, her excitement mounting. She heard her brother-in-law chuckle in her ear but suddenly it did not matter that he was laughing at her.

Nothing mattered now except the wonderful way that Rama was exploring her throbbing pussy while Ashok played with her tits. The combined carnal treat, along with the thrilling new experience of fondling another woman's breasts, was almost more than the excited dusky could bear. Her heart pounded and her breathing grew ragged.

She forgot her solemn oath to refrain from displaying any signs of physical enjoyment in front of her vile brother-in-law. She forgot everything but the frantic beat of her steaming cunt. Ashok's fingers moved to her nipples, twisting and pinching the fiery nubs while Rama's fingers toyed with her oily slit.

Finding the stiff nub of her clitoris, the beautiful dusky beauty squeezed it between her fingers. Vijaya's hips began to move in heated circles while catlike mewling came from her throat. Encouraged, the lovely dusky beauty flicked her forefinger back and forth across the fiery nub until Vijaya arched her back and cried out in orgasm, her hands still kneading Rama's breasts just as Ashok was squeezing her big tits. "Aghhhhhhh!" she cried, her pelvis bucking.

"Did you cum good, honey?" Rama asked when at last the dusky's hips grew still and her heavy breathing subsided.

"Sure she did," Ashok answered, dropping his hands from his sister-in- law's delectable boobs. "Christ, couldn't you tell? She was jerkin' so hard I could hardly hold onto her goddamn tits!"

Rama looked pleased. "See, Vijaya?" she said, smiling at the dusky. "Didn't I tell you it would be all right? Just wait till I get you into bed, honey," she added her dark eyes thick-lidded and bright with lust. "I'm going to make you feel even better!"

"Then what are we waitin' for?" Ashok asked, turning the knobs to shut off the water. He could scarcely wait for the show to begin. He opened the glass door and stepped onto the soft oval rug. "C'mon, ladies," he said, reaching for a towel. "Let's get nice and dry, then head for the bedroom. Here," he said, handing Vijaya a towel as she emerged from the stall. "You dry me first, then you and Rama can have a go at each other."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Rama waited behind the sliding glass door while the naked dusky rubbed the towel across her brother-in-law's slender body. A hot stab of jealousy ripped through her, making the willowy dusky beauty even more determined to give Vijaya a rich and satisfying sexual experience. Vijaya is much to good for a smut like Ashok, Rama thought, her dark eyes focusing on the dusky's tempting ass.

I wonder what she sees in him anyway. Sexually stimulated by the sight of Vijaya's pale moons, the beautiful lesbian made up her mind to show the uninitiated young woman how satisfying a lesbian relationship could be. Men are such clods, she thought, noting the Goosebumps on Vijaya's naked flesh. All they think about is their own pleasure!

When Vijaya reached Ashok's distended cock, the young man leered down at her. "Make sure you dry my prick real good, sweetie," he said. "It's the most important part of my anatomy," he added with a chuckle. Vijaya dropped to her knees, rubbing the turkish towel briskly across his crimson pole of masculinity, making it grow even more. She derived no pleasure, however, from her submissive act. Instead, she felt only contempt for the man who was forcing her to cater to his every whim. "Now do my balls!" he ordered, spreading his legs. He grinned as his sister-in-law drew the towel back and forth across his swollen testicles.

"Kiss me!" he commanded, aiming his vast spear at her mouth. The obvious discomfort on Vijaya's face increased his pleasure.

Feeling debased, the naked dusky lifted her face to plant a series of soft kisses upon his purple lust-bloated rod. To kneel before her contemptible brother-in-law was humiliating in itself but to do so in front of an audience was even worse. Painfully aware of Rama's presence, Vijaya felt her cheeks flush with shame. She must think I LIKE doing this, Vijaya realized. That Ashok is my lover. The beautiful dusky beauty had no inkling that Vijaya actually despised her brother-in-law, that the unprincipled young man was forcing Vijaya to make love to him.

"My balls too," he said, gazing down at his nakedly squatting young woman with a triumphant grin. He enjoyed having her completely at his mercy like this, waiting on him like an unpaid servant while Rama watched hungrily. Not only did it feed his ego, but it also excited him to know that the naked dusky beauty lusted for Vijaya, that she was undoubtedly envious of the way the curvaceous dusky was slavering kisses upon his genitals. Rama probably wishes Vijaya was kissin' her pussy instead of my prick and balls, he thought with a smirk.

But the impatient lesbian's turn, he knew, would soon come. From a spectator's point of view, Ashok was almost as anxious as Rama was for that moment to arrive. Shuddering, Vijaya lowered her reluctant lips to the prickly sacs dangling under Ashok's distended joint, forcing herself to press them against his warm testes. The scent of his masculinity touched her nostrils as she obeyed his command. "Now dry my legs, honey," he told her. "And make it snappy, 'cause Rama is gettin' all hot and bothered watchin' us."

After Vijaya dutifully blotted her brother-in-law's spindly legs, the lanky young man stepped back, gesturing for Rama to come forward. "She's all yours, honey," he said with a salacious grin. As the statuesque dusky beauty stepped from the shower, Ashok handed both her and Vijaya fresh towels. "Go to it, dolls," he invited, his beady eyes bright with lust.

Vijaya turned to face the beautiful young woman, her enormous boobs tightening into melonous mounds of firm flesh. Ashok felt his hot penis lurch while he watched the two naked women rub their towels across each other's naked bodies. This, he knew, was only the preliminaries. The real fun hadn't even started.

The slender young man was curious about the manner in which the two Sluts would make love. Is Rama gonna eat her cunt? he wondered, reaching down to grasp his distended rod. And suck her tits?

Or is she going to shove her finger up her cunt? Whatever Rama planned to do, Ashok felt certain that Vijaya would wind up enjoying herself. Just as she had enjoyed herself minutes before in the shower.

No matter what my brother thinks of her, Vijaya's really just a two-bit whore, he thought. And once I have my fun with her, I'll make sure he finds that out.

Once the two women had blotted their bodies dry, Ashok hurried the naked pair into the master bedroom. His vast hunk of meat twitching in hot anticipation for the show which was about to begin, he quickly lowered the bedspread, motioning for the two Sluts to hop on the mattress."Seein' I brought you two together," he said with a lecherous smile, "I'm sure you won't mind if I watch." He laughed, pulling the boudoir chair up to the side of the bed for a front-row view. "Who knows, I might even learn somethin'!"

Feeling apprehensive and self-conscious, Vijaya lowered herself onto the bed, wondering what was in store for her. Assuring her she'd be right back, the willowy dusky beauty hurried into the living room to return with a large shoulder bag which she placed on the floor beside the bed. "Roll over on your tummy, Vijaya," Rama said in a soft voice, joining the curvaceous dusky in bed. "While I try to massage some of the tension from your body."

Vijaya turned over on her stomach, the ripe curve of her pale buttocks rising saucily. The naked dusky beauty squatted on top of her with her parted pussy touching the small of Vijaya's back. The feel of Rama's fuzzy vulva lips and blossoming inner cunt against her bare skin was such a new sensation that Vijaya felt a warm tingle course through her.

Then the lovely dusky beauty began to stroke her naked flesh, caressing and kneading the tight muscles of Vijaya's back. As Rama's gentle fingers moved downward, Vijaya felt her rigid muscles relax.

She had never been massaged before and found it to be a pleasant experience despite the bizarre circumstances. "Now turn over on your back," Rama instructed, her lips brushing the dusky's ear before she dismounted.

Vijaya did as she was ordered, her voluminous breasts rising majestically. She saw the hungry way that the beautiful lesbian eyed her mammoth tits and the obvious lust in her dark eyes made Vijaya's rosy nipples spring to life, blooming like twin rosebuds.

Rama's warm gaze traveled from the vast mounds of Rama went down the soft rise of Vijaya's smooth abdomen to the dark triangle of down nestled between her legs. Her lips parted, the naked dusky beauty let her fingertips trace a gentle trail along the path her eyes were taking. Her touch was light and feathery like that of soft butterflies.

Vijaya felt a slow warmth creep across her pelvis as Rama's caressing fingers lowered to her smooth thighs. Goosebumps rose on her naked flesh at the other woman's touch. "Spread your legs, honey," Rama asked her voice breathless.

Vijaya turned her dark head to look at her brother-in-law who sat beside the bed, breathing hard while he fingered the gaping tip of his swollen penis. His lust-bloated organ was magenta, deeply veined, and hotly quivering. The shiny knoblike head glistened from the warm pre-coital juices that dribbled forth.

She caught Ashok's eye and his warning look told her that she better do as Rama requested. Feeling helpless, she split her legs apart to reveal the coral tissues of her inner cunt. Exposing herself like this for another woman caused her cheeks to flame.

At the same time, an undeniable thrill shot through her, making her gaping pussy flutter deliciously. What she was doing was perverse and scandalous but it was also forbidden and strangely exciting.

The fact that her brother-in-law was watching her obscene performance made it even more stimulating. Now that the moment she had dreaded had finally arrived, to open the most intimate part of her anatomy to another woman, Vijaya could not deny the humiliating fact that she was sexually aroused. She never thought it could happen, but it was happening right now. She was being turned on by a member of her own sex! She gasped at the feel of Rama's hands stroking her soft inner thighs.

Ripples of forbidden delight coursed through her when the lovely dusky beauty lowered her hands to the fuzzy V between her outstretched legs to separate the hair-lined lips of her vulva. Vijaya's bright inner pussy blossomed like delicate brownish pink petals, the nub of her clitoris fluttering involuntarily as the telltale oils of her arousal trickled from her vaginal opening.

"Mmmmmmmmm, what a juicy pussy you have, honey," Rama murmured in a husky voice, gazing dreamily at the lewdly parted tissues. She saw a milky droplet of musky syrup trickle from the dusky's secret slot and she licked her lips, hungry for the taste of the sweet nectar upon her hungry tongue. Her eyes heavy lidded and glassy, the excited dusky beauty lowered her head between Vijaya's wide open legs.

She heard Vijaya's soft moan as her tongue darted out to flick across her sensitive cunt tissues. The smooth feel of the slick membranes upon her lingual member made the willowy young woman moan with joy.

The scent of Vijaya's arousal graced her nostrils, stimulating her even more. She smelled so sweet and clean and deliciously Musky.

The knowledge that the voluptuous dusky was uninitiated to the joys of lesbianism made Rama's own throbbing cunt drip with excitement. It was always such a thrill to make love to a woman who was virginal.

To the devout lesbian, Vijaya was every bit as much as a virgin as though she still had her cherry. Heterosexual experience did not count as far as she was concerned. After all, Rama had let men fuck her in the past too. But it wasn't until she had first submitted to the embraces of another woman, that Rama felt her real sex life actually begin.

Determined to make Vijaya enjoy her introduction to lovemaking as much as she herself had years before, Rama swirled her warm tongue up and down the entire length of Vijaya's oily slit.

She let the pointed tip of her oral member jab and titillate, darting among the many folds and crevices lining the young woman's gaping pussy. She let her tongue slide up the dusky's oozing vagina, moving in vigorous circles before quickly withdrawing to travel down to the unsuspecting ring of her tight little anus. She drew lazy circles around the sensitive sphincter muscles, feeling the split-legged young wife's hips jerk at her unexpected oral caress.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Rama's hot pussy was palpitating wildly as she tongued the dark-haired woman's widespread cunt. Wet slurping sounds filled the room, accompanied by Vijaya's heavy breathing.

A soft whimper escaped Vijaya's throat when Rama's tongue returned to her heavily secreting split, pausing to apply sudden pressure on the swollen nub of her clitoris.

Ashok toyed with his hot pounding prick as he sat watching the two naked women perform. The sight of the lovely dusky beauty devouring his sister-in-law's gaping cunt and the wet slurping sounds of her swirling tongue had his balls churning as the open glans of his pulsating rod dribbled with excitement.

Gosh, look at Rama eat her pussy, he thought, his thin face flushed. And look at the way Vijaya's enjoyin' it. He grinned knowingly at the frantic jerks of his sister-in-law's pelvis, the erratic sounds of her breathing.

He saw the way her delectable nipples had risen into bright rigid nodules and knew, without a doubt, that Vijaya was deriving intense pleasure from the lesbian's voraciously lapping tongue. Just as he knew that later, when Vijaya had regained her senses, she would be thoroughly humiliated by the knowledge that he had observed her forbidden enjoyment.

An ugly smile tugged at his lips. By the time he was through with his sister-in-law, Ashok knew that she would have virtually no secrets from him. Ashok would know all her secret lusts, her deepest and most perverse sexual desires. Yes, he would see that Vijaya was thoroughly exposed and debased before he blew the whistle on her to his unsuspecting brother!

Her breath coming in excited gasps, Vijaya no longer cared that what she was doing was thought to be unnatural and wrong. Just as she no longer cared that the man she detested was watching her heated response. All that mattered now was the marvelous sensations tearing through her naked body, thanks to the beautiful dusky beauty Slut whose head was nestled between her lewdly splayed legs. Her steaming cunt was swollen and throbbing, leaking profusely.

Her creamy nectar flowed from her palpitating slit to be quickly lapped up by Rama's slithering tongue. Being fucked and eaten like this was wonderful, glorious! The fact that a member of the same sex was bringing her such carnal pleasure only fanned the flames of her passion. Her belly was a feverish mass of hot physical sensation.

Her split legs trembled and her hips moved in sporadic jerks. Catlike mewling came from her throat, and her head tossed back and forth on the pillow. Oh what wonderful things Rama's tongue was doing as it slithered up and down the throbbing length of her secreting pussy hole and at maddening intervals, the warm lingual member darted up her slick vagina, driving her wild with passion.

Splitting her legs so far apart that her thigh muscles ached, the lust-crazed young woman reached down to entwine her fingers through her lover's long golden tresses.

She twisted and tugged at the woman's hair in a frenzied effort to draw her head closer, to claim even more of her wonderful spiraling oral member. "Oh fuck, fuck!" she cried in a high- pitched voice, swirling her hips in the air. Fiery bursts of pleasure shot through her naked body as Rama's talented tongue continued to treat her pounding cunt. Every cell in the panting dusky's luscious body responded to the artful ministrations of the beautiful dusky beauty whose face was buried between her trembling legs.

Vijaya could not imagine a more marvelous sensation than the feel of Rama's long lingual member laving the leaking length of her steaming slit, darting up the spongy depths of her cavernous cunt tunnel before withdrawing to swirl among her gaping petals to cleanse her sensitive tissues of the milky nectar that flowed so copiously from her slick vagina.

She whimpered in protest when the lesbian suddenly lifted her head from between her legs to move to the side of the bed. "Don't stop!" Vijaya begged, lifting her hips hungrily. "Oh, please keep sucking me!"

"I will, honey," Rama assured in a throaty voice, reaching down to remove something from her purse. "In a way that you'll like even better!" With that, the beautiful dusky beauty aimed a rubber dildo at the dusky's pleading pussy. Rama saw Vijaya's oily slit part lasciviously as she pushed the immense knobby tip into her oozing aperture.

At first, she had difficulty in making Vijaya's cuntal opening stretch wide enough to accommodate the massive head.

After a slight hesitation, however, the dusky's flowing slit opened wide to receive the huge dildo. Her own pussy palpitating wildly at the knowledge of the supreme pleasure she was about to bring to the salaciously split-legged young woman in front of her, Rama shoved the big dildo into her creamy aperture, watching the greedy manner in which her eager pussy swallowed the plastic organ.

"How's this, honey?" she asked in a ragged voice, fucking the young woman's slick canal with well-practiced expertise.

"Oooooohhh!" Vijaya cried as the incredible rubber prick invaded her milky tunnel of love. "Oh Jesus!" she gasped, feeling the vast object crowd her wet cavern. Whatever Rama was fucking her with, it was even bigger than her husband's huge cock.

She felt the walls of her vagina widen in order to receive the immense invader. "Oh Christ, what is it?" she gasped, growing lighthearted at the mind-blowing new experience her pussy was being subjected to and battered.

"A dildo, Vijaya," Rama told her, her voice breathless. "A super-size imitation prick. Just relax, sweetie," she urged, her cunt leaking with excitement. The massive object she was forcing into the dusky's uninitiated slit was Rama's very favorite dildo, the one she most loved to be fucked with.

It had brought the beautiful lesbian countless hours of sexual joy and she knew, from experience, just how glorious it felt as it slowly disappeared into her secret depths.

Holy shit! Ashok thought, his eyes widening at the unbelievable size of the rubber organ being rammed into his sister-in-law's cock-starved cunt.

Will you look at the size of that fuckin' thing! Breathing hard, he craned his neck for a better view of Vijaya's violated slit, wondering if the massive intruder would split her in two. He dug the tip of his forefinger into the open glans of his hot bubbling penis, his excitement mounting at the perverse activity. His quivering rod was pounding and his balls felt tight and heavy under the weight of their turgid cargo.

The huge dildo soon filled Vijaya's cunt opening to full capacity with inches to spare. Giving the sex-gadget a hearty push, Rama sent it pumping against the mouth of the dusky's womb, causing hot bursts of masochistic pleasure to explode inside her.

Vijaya emitted a guttural cry, bright flashes of luminous color whirling in her head. She did not think that she could bear the immensity of the artificial cock another second. It was so incredibly huge that her violated vagina was stretched to a new diameter, protesting with a heavy jungle like beat.

"Oh stop!" she gasped drawing her knees up sharply. But Rama ignored her plea, slowly withdrawing the plastic object until all but the very tip of its massive head was protruding from her screaming tunnel. The fake cock was coated with the oils of her love, glistening wetly as it emerged from her aching pussy.

Her cheeks flushed, Rama shoved the dildo in again, pushing harder this time. Vijaya arched her back as the imitation prick pounded her tender cervix, making her head spin. "Oh please!" she gasped, her legs trembling.

But Rama withdrew it again, faster this time, only to more forcefully ram once more. Again and again she fucked the helpless dusky with the artificial penis, ignoring her cries of protest. As the merciless invasions continued, it wasn't long before Vijaya's cries altered, changing from cries of pain to undeniable cries of pleasure.

The knees she had drawn up opened wide and her pelvis began to move in vigorous circles. Her full lips parted and her eyes were practically closed.

The bright nipples of her uplifted breasts rose majestically, aiming at the ceiling while the melonous mounds of pale fresh surrounding them tightened into firm hills of excitement.

Sweat formed on her naked body as she worked in frantic harmony with the lesbian's persistent fuckings. Suddenly, she could not get enough of the fierce poundings.

She lifted her hips in sporadic jerks, trying to grasp even more of the magnificent dildo. But the rubber object was immersed as deeply into her pounding vagina as it would go, bumping into her cervix at every invasion.

Vijaya's sweating body was on fire.Perspiration ran down the sides of her face and along her scalp, making her hair curl into damp ringlets around her face. "Oh fuck, fuck!" she shrieked, responding wildly. "Deeper, harder!" Rama obeyed her command, ramming her viciously with the imitation penis.

To increase the dusky's pleasure, the beautiful lesbian reached down to flick her fingers across the stiff bud of Vijaya's clitoris.

The fiery nub grew crimson under her touch and Vijaya's hips spun even more crazily. "Rip me apart!" she screamed, panting heavily.

Her whole body was bathed in perspiration and the bed creaking under the weight of her heavy thrashings. The double treat of being so cruelly fucked and having her sensitive clitoris teased proved too much for the excited dusky.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Suddenly she cried out in wild abandon, her hands clawing at the bedding. "Aghhhhhh!" she cried, bucking and thrashing on the bed like a fish out of water. The saturated walls of her tormented vagina rippled and convulsed in great pulsating waves of carnal ecstasy as a soul-searching orgasm tore through Vijaya's hotly quivering body. At last, her spastic jerking subsided and her sated body grew still.

"Did I make you happy, Vijaya?" Rama asked, her dark eyes glittering as she withdrew the dildo from the dusky's contented pussy.

"Oh yesssssss," she murmured, gazing down at the lovely dusky beauty who had just given her such carnal pleasure. "It was wonnnnderfulll!"

"Then make me happy too, honey," she begged, rising on her knees to spread the lips of her fuzzy vulva, exposing the glistening coral tissues within, the bright bud of her clitoris beckoning. "Fuck me the way I just fucked you. Oh please, Vijaya! Shove the dildo deep into my cunt!"

Vijaya gazed at the naked pleading lesbian with a warm rush of emotion consuming her. Rama had made her feel good. Her body was still tingling from the vigorous fucking she'd just given her. Suddenly Vijaya wanted to do the same thing for her, to give the beautiful dusky beauty the same intense physical pleasure that she herself had just enjoyed. Breathing hard, the two women reversed positions.

Rama rolled over on her back as Vijaya quickly knelt between her legs just as Rama had done moments earlier. Now it was Rama's turn to receive just as Vijaya had under the lesbian's artful ministrations.

The beautiful dusky beauty had given Vijaya so much, brought her body to such new and inconceivable heights. Now it was her turn. "Spread your legs, honey," Vijaya said in a thick unnatural voice, strangely excited at the obscene act she was about to perform. She lifted the enormous dildo from the bed, noting the way it was still coated with the syrups of her pussy juices.

"Put it in!" Rama begged, splitting her long legs wide. "I want to feel your hot pussy juices blend with mine!"

Vijaya did as she urged, rubbing the shimmering tip of the massive pseudo-cock in wet uncertain circles until she found the right opening. Rama's eager aperture sucked at the huge dildo hungrily, quickly swallowing its mushroom like head.

She must be all stretched out from it, Vijaya thought, noting the ease with which the dusky beauty's grasping vagina accepted the invading rubber object. She must fuck with it all the time! "Oh fuck me hard!" Rama begged, lifting her hips.

Vijaya pushed at the dildo, feeling it stop when it struck the lesbian's cervix.

She quickly withdrew the rubber organ, fucking the willowy dusky beauty with the same fervor that she herself had been treated to a while back.

Thoroughly familiar with the oversize dildo, Rama's wet cunt sucked greedily, her saturated tissues clinging to the object with each withdrawal.

Vijaya went at her with gusto, fascinated by the ability of her slick tunnel to consume the vast sex-gadget. Rama's pelvis whirled frantically and her lips parted, baring her pearly teeth. "Oh that's good!" she moaned, lifting her hips to meet each forceful inward thrust. "You fuck good, sweetie!"

His fiery prick ready to explode at the carnality taking place just inches away, Ashok could contain himself no longer. Breathing heavily, he rose from the chair, his beady eyes focused on Vijaya's uplifted ass as she bent over the naked dusky beauty, totally intent on fucking her pussy with the rubber prick.

Ashok hurried to the foot of the bed, his steaming cock aching with lust. Scrambling up on the mattress, he positioned himself directly behind his sister-in-law, eyeing the tempting slit of her wide open vagina.

Aiming the bubbling tip at the slick opening, he thrust his swollen rod into her cunt-smeared slot, his testicles slapping her buttocks.

"Oooooooohhhhhhhh!" she cried, ramming the dildo in even further at the unexpectedness of her brother-in-law's warm joint spearing her pussy. His hands slid down to cup her large dangling breasts while he fucked in and out of her with ball-slapping enthusiasm.

He kneaded her firm tits, then reached down to pluck at her nipples, twisting and pinching the brownish rosy nubs. His punishing fingers sent fiery tingles of pleasure coursing through Vijaya's mammoth tits. The way he was punishing her hot rosettes made her tender nipples ache with simultaneous pain and pleasure. This was the way Vijaya longed for her husband to toy with her big boobs.

"Mmmmmmmm," Vijaya moaned, "that feels goood!" The dual carnal treat of having the bright tips of her breasts so deliciously manipulated and her pussy pounded savagely from the rear made the hot juices of her womanhood flow once again. It had been such an incredibly long time since she had been screwed like this. Not since the days of her secret modeling career. This was one of the many ways the lovely dusky longed to have her husband shove his thick penis into her.

The feel of a swollen cock ramming her from such a sharp angle made the warm hunk of meat seem even bigger, more demanding. Her cunt throbbing in heated response, Vijaya wriggled her pale moons excitedly, lifting her bare ass high in the air.

"Oh keep fucking!" she begged, pushing her ass backward to meet her brother-in-law's every pounding forward thrust. "And keep pinching my tits! Squeeze harder!"

In her excitement, the panting dusky automatically shoved the huge rubber dildo in and out of the split-legged lesbian's drooling pussy with renewed vigor.

"Ooooooohhhhhhhh!" Rama moaned, lifting her pelvis and whirling-it in sporadic circles. "Deeper, faster!"

Her pulpy throbbing canal sucked greedily each time the pseudo-prick disappeared into its inner depths then clung lovingly on each withdrawal. Seeing the lustful expression on the dusky's flushed face as her brother-in-law twisted and tugged at the ends of her big boobs while he speared her pussy from behind stimulated the lesbian even more.

Her violated aperture pulsated wildly, her responsive body climbing faster and faster toward the apex of physical sensation. Ashok grunted, sweat trickling down his naked torso as he pounded the voluptuous woman in front of him.

He could hear the beautiful lesbian's heated moans and outcries as well as his sister-in-law's wanton pleas.

The raggedness of their labored breathing, the wet sucking noises of Rama's grasping vagina, and the slapping sounds of Ashok's huge testicles spanking Vijaya's uplifted ass cheeks also filled the air.

Ashok's fiery prick pounded furiously, thrilling to the luscious wetness of Vijaya's cunt opening, the stimulating feel of her cervix bumping the bubbling tip of his crimson rod with each vigorous fuck. "Feel good, baby?" he asked, panting in her ear.

"Oh yesssssss!" she responded, wiggling her ass as she shoved the massive dildo into the dusky beauty's creamy slot.

"Like the way I fuck?"

"Yesssssss!" she replied, hot bursts of carnal sensation tearing through her flaming body, "Deeper, harder!" Rama begged, opening her long legs farther while she swirled her hips high in the air. "Oh fuck me, fuck me!"

The realization that all three of them were thrilling to carnal delights at the same time made Ashok's piston swell to the bursting point. He'd never been part of such a mind-blowing orgy before and now he could no longer contain himself.

His flying fingers flicked away at Vijaya's pointed nipples mercilessly. Hurling his slender hips forward in a few final jerks, his pummeling rod suddenly exploded within Vijaya's oily depths, sending a shower of hot semen splattering against the walls of her slick vagina. "Oh God!" he cried, his sweating body bucking wildly. "I'm cumming Aghhhhhhh!"

The increased fervor of his violent fucking, as well as the unrelenting way he was torturing her breasts, brought the bent dusky to the same feverish pitch like the young man positioned behind her.

Crying out in wild abandon, Vijaya rammed the dildo deep into the dusky beauty's starved pussy while her own vaginal walls rippled and convulsed in another powerful orgasm.

The final thrust of the massive dildo was so powerful that Rama arched her back, suspended in midair for a few breathtaking moments while blinding kaleidoscopes of color whirled within her head.

Then her naked body jerked and bucked as she emitted a high-pitched catlike wail. The bed shook as all three surrendered themselves to shattering orgasms, their naked sweating bodies working in unholy unison.

At last, the wailing ceased and their bodies grew still. Vijaya collapsed on top of the sated lesbian while her brother-in-law fell on top of both of them in a crumpled heap. While Ashok's spent penis emptied the last of its fiery contents into his sister-in-law's contented cunt, the three of them lay panting.

A rapturous expression graced the lesbian's beautiful face as she lay with the oversize dildo still protruding from her purring satisfied pussy. It was not until their labored breathing diminished and their heartbeats had returned to normal, that the naked trio drew apart.

While Ashok got up to go to the washroom, Rama withdrew the nectar-coated dildo from her dripping cunt. "That was fabulous, Vijaya," she said, turning to smile at the curvaceous dusky. Her voice grew husky and her lips curved into a dreamy smile. "I hope we see each other again, honey," she added. "I'll be waiting to hear from you!"

Although Vijaya said nothing, she knew that she would never contact the beautiful lesbian.

True, Vijaya had enjoyed the young woman's sexual attentions but she was thoroughly ashamed of herself for having done so and all she wanted to do now was to forget all about what had taken place here this morning, to blot the entire incident from her mind.

She had done what her vile brother-in-law had forced her to do and she was not proud of the part she had played in today's perverse orgy.

And she hated the way her body had betrayed her once again by responding to the lewd activity. Now that her passion was spent, her sanity returned and her face flamed with shame and humiliation.

Maybe this will be the end of it, she hoped, biting her lip.

Maybe now Ashok will be satisfied.

But Vijaya would soon learn otherwise.

When Ashok would bring along his roommate RDS the following Wednesday!

[Ramesh_Rocky]

VijayaLakshmi- A Legion of Sex Ch. 03

The physical satisfaction that Vijaya derived from the illicit sex acts she'd engaged in with her brother-in-law and his lesbian friend was short-lived.

Once her lust-crazed body had been satisfied, guilt rushed in to settle over her like a dark cloud.

It was a familiar feeling for the lovely Tamil beauty. She had felt exactly the same way after each pornographic session she had posed for during the time of her mother's illness.

Although the voluptuous young woman had responded enthusiastically during the lurid filming, the warm glow of her body never endured. Once her passion was spent and her mind, rather than her body, was in control again, Vijaya was always thoroughly ashamed of her wild response.

Still, she simply could not stop herself from enjoying the forbidden sexual acts she participated in for the camera.

Right or wrong, she liked the feel of a warm mouth against her breasts and she could not prevent the delicious tingles of pleasure from rippling through her when some man sucked voraciously any more than she could keep her legs from splitting wide and trembling with excitement whenever a talented tongue slid across the sensitive throbbing tissues of her gaping pussy.

Having her cunt and bare well shaven ass eaten was a marvelous sensation, one that Vijaya enjoyed thoroughly.

Yes ... and she loved sucking cock too and being fucked in all kinds of thrilling and imaginative positions. Surely she was oversexed, Vijaya thought for the hundredth time. Why else would she respond so heatedly to the lickings, sucking, and fucking she was paid to indulge in with strangers years before?

Just as she had enjoyed herself with the brother-in-law she despised also and even though Ashok had forced her to submit to his outrageous sexual demands, Vijaya had wound up bucking and thrashing about in thrilling orgasm and now, she had reached the lowest of lows for she had engaged in lesbianism and so thoroughly enjoyed her perverse acts.

Rama's mouth and tongue had felt marvelous between her outspread legs, how could she help but respond? And so had the incredibly huge dildo the lesbian had fucked her with, it was even more thrilling than the battery-operated vibrator that Vijaya kept hidden in her dresser drawer and just thinking about how the massive pseudo-prick had prodded her secret depths, hurting and exciting her at the same time, made Vijaya's cunt throb with forbidden desire.

Still, the voluptuous young woman was plagued with guilt and would the day ever come, she wondered, when she would enjoy sex without carrying a heavy burden of guilt afterward?

Admittedly, she never felt dirty or ashamed after Uday made lover to her but she never really achieved a very powerful orgasm with her husband either and in an effort to atone for her secret and shameful acts, Vijaya was more indulgent than ever with her family, she spent extra hours with her daughter and she pampered her husband by serving elaborate meals, even that, however, did not still the small inner voice that plagued Vijaya.

"I don't deserve a fine man like Uday", she agonized, thanking he doesn't know what I'm really like. Vijaya cringed whenever she thought about the shocking and lewd acts she'd performed since her brother-in-law started his terrible game of sexual blackmail. And her cheeks burned with shame when she recalled her own wanton enjoyment.

Although she was filled with distaste whenever she thought about what was to take place on the next encounter with her brother-in-law while her unsuspecting husband was working at the shop, Vijaya felt certain that this would be one time when her body would not betray her.

RDS, Ashok's roommate, was so repulsive to Vijaya that she shuddered just thinking about what was in store for her. "I could never enjoy sex with a fat slob like RDS" she thought, goose bumps rising on her flesh.

Even though her cold- hearted brother-in-law was humiliating her by forcing her to have sex with his disgusting friend, at least Vijaya would not humiliate herself by responding.

With a man as disgusting as RDS, she felt certain that she would feel nothing except revulsion and even though Vijaya could think of nothing else, Ashok phoned to remind her of their upcoming date.

"And be nice to RDS," he warned. "He's my best friend, understand? And the poor guy doesn't score too often. Broads always give him the brush and he's long overdue for a good time, know what I mean?"

Vijaya sighed into the phone, for she knew what he meant, all right "Look, Ashok," she said in a tired voice. "Just when is all this going to end? Haven't I done more than enough already?"

Ashok laughed mirthlessly. "Almost, sweetie, almost and show my pal a real good time tomorrow and that'll just about even the score and just one more private session with you and me then that's it, okay?

After that, I'll forget all about those pictures. Make sure you shave your pores scent them well leave some muck and have sweat beads around the navel where you wear the girdle and make sure your mouth works wonders on the fat fart – I need his investments and you are my passport."

Hope fluttered within the Tamil slut beauty's breasts. "You mean it?" she asked, her hand tightening on the receiver.

"I give my word," he said, his lips curling into a sneer that she could not see.

Unaware of how worthless her brother-in-law's word really was, Vijaya was determined to get through Wednesday morning's ordeal without revealing her inner disgust.

Pretty soon this whole ugly mess will be over and she reminded herself whenever shivers of distaste rippled through her. No matter what I have to do with RDS, it'll be worth it. Then things can get back to normal around here.

It wasn't until Ashok and his obese friend actually showed up, however, that the well-stacked Tamil beauty learned just how much was to be expected of her.

"RDS's always had this secret fantasy, Vijaya," Ashok explained, taking off his jacket while the unattractive young man beside him stared at Vijaya in slack-mouthed fascination. "And I told him you'd be more than happy to act it out for him."

Vijaya's eyes moved to her brother-in-law's roommate who clutched a small paper sack, his puffy eyes glittering with excitement. "What ... what kind of fantasy?" she asked, feeling her body tense.

The two men exchanged glances and then grinned at each other before returning their gaze to the lovely Tamil beauty.

"You'll see," Ashok answered cheerfully. "Now, what I say we all get undressed and get right down to business? Something tells me this is going to be fun!" he added, moving to close the living room drapes.

In moments, the unlikely trio was completely nude. Icy fingers crept along Vijaya's spine at the eager way in which RDS's eyes devoured her naked body.

Bright splotches of color dotted his fleshy cheeks as his eyes wandered over her, sliding from the twin hills of femininity, with their delectable brown dark nipples, to the dark triangle of fuzz nestled between her legs.

"Lovely bitch, you sure are built!" he praised, the lust- bloated prick protruding from between his heavy thighs, bubbling in warm appreciation. Shanti did not really shave and she trimmed her pussy bush and left a lot to be explored by the fat short bastard.

Vijaya was unable to return the compliment. The young man's body was a shapeless mass of pasty flesh and his breasts were so layered with fat that they swelled like those of a girl in puberty.

Rolls of blubber encircled his thick waist and his stomach bulged like that of a middle- aged man. Compared to her lean brother-in-law, the naked young man's obesity seemed even more evident.

"Into the kitchen everybody," Ashok ordered. "And don't forget your equipment, RDS," he reminded. The young man's dimpled ass cheeks jiggled loosely as he hurried to the sofa to get his paper sack.

His distended rod leading the procession, Ashok headed for the kitchen, quickly lowering the shades. "Up on the table, dear sister-in-law," he instructed, removing the sugar bowl to place it on the counter.

When Vijaya just stared, he gave her bare ass a playful slap. "Move, doll," he said, snapping his fingers. "One of RDS's favorite fantasies includes a kitchen table, right, pal?"

His fat friend grinned and nodded his head, his dark hair swinging back and forth in greasy strands. "Yeah," he agreed, his voice breathless as he watched the voluptuous Tamil beauty climb up on the table.

"I always wanted to fuck a broad right smack in the middle of a kitchen table." His swollen cock bobbed and swayed between his thick thighs, its color deepening. "While another guy watched," he added, grinning lewdly at his roommate.

Ashok grinned back. "Well, the slut Vijaya here is your broad, RDS," he said. "And I'm your audience. So go to it, pal."

"Lay down, honey," RDS said, approaching the table where Vijaya sat, her melon like breasts protruding enticingly. "And spread your legs apart so I can see your pussy."

Vijaya saw Ashok hand his blubbery friend the paper sack. Dreading what was ahead, the naked Tamil beauty did as he asked, lowering her head. Her enormous tits rose proudly, their pink rosebuds aiming for the ceiling.

Sighing softly, she split her thighs, exposing the coral tissues of her inner cunt. As she lay on the table, split-legged and expectant, she heard the rattle of the paper sack then felt something cool touch her mound of Venus.

"Ohhhhh," she gasped, her body tensing. "It's just jam, sweetie," Ashok informed her in an amused voice.

"Yeah, strawberry jam!" RDS added, his pudgy fingers smearing the bright confection along the fuzzy lips of the Tamil beauty's vulva."My favorite!" Vijaya's widely splayed legs quivered when RDS's fingers moved across the sensitive bud of her clitoris, coating the tiny nodule with the thick substance.

The jam felt pleasantly cool on her warm membranes and a ripple of unexpected pleasure coursed through her naked body.

RDS dipped a spoon into the jar for more of the sweet substance before returning his jam-coated fingers to the gaping slit between her widespread legs.

Her lips parted at the feel of his gooey fingers sliding along the length of her pussy, digging into the many grooves and crevices of her open slit to coat every secret hollow

"Oh!" she cried, when his fingers darted up the slot of her vagina, swirling around to coat her inner walls with strawberry jam.

Vijaya had never had a foreign substance introduced into her secret cavern before and the novelty of the act made her hollow throb in quick response.

The brownish tips of her mammoth breasts rose into hard points and her pelvis lifted ever so slightly.

Ashok caught the soft rise of her hips, the unmistakable way her bright nipples hardened. "Feel good, Vijaya?" he taunted, leaning against the counter and seeing his friend smear the bright confection onto his sister-in-law's gaping cunt made his vast pole of manhood throb deliciously.

Grinning at the lewd performance, he reached down to grab his distended joint, rubbing it back and forth between his fingers, stimulating himself even more.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Vijaya's hips jerked again when RDS's finger left her vaginal opening to spoon more jam onto her widespread pussy before returning to attack her anus. His pudgy fingers circled the tight ring several times, teasing it deliciously before darting up inside.

Vijaya sucked in her breath at the sudden invasion. She squirmed as his jam-coated finger climbed higher and higher, digging into the tight aperture, smearing its walls with the sweet preserve.

The throbbing of her lewdly displayed cunt grew harder and the jam-covered nub of her clitoris began to swell. RDS's spiraling finger hurt, but at the same time it brought her a new kind of pleasure as well.

Although the tight ring of her violated anus puckered and winked in protest, the bright folds of her gaping pussy swelled in heated response.

"Oh God", Vijaya thought, her naked body writhing on the table, "I actually LIKE this! God help me, his sticky fingers feel GOOD!" even though she hated herself for responding, the naked Tamil beauty could not stop her pelvis from rising, moving in slow sensuous circles.

"Mmmmmm," she moaned, her eyes growing dreamy as RDS's probing finger continued to invade her rectum. "That's niiice!"

The warm syrup of her arousal flowed forth, oozing from her sticky slot to blend with the strawberry jam. Stimulated even more by the lovely Tamil beauty's obvious pleasure, the obese young man withdrew his finger.

Suddenly, touching Vijaya's parted pussy wasn't enough. He wanted to taste it as well. "This is going to feel even nicer!" he promised before lowering his face between her legs.

Vijaya cried out at the pressure of his warm lips against her jam-covered cunt. RDS's tongue darted out to swirl up and down the length of her secreting throbbing slit, gathering the ambrosial substance from its many crevices.

The naked young man tasted the nectar of her femininity as well as the strawberry jam and the sweet combination made his lust-bloated hunk of meat pound hotly, Mmmmmm, what a sweet pussy, he thought, his tongue slavering among the wet folds.

When he came upon the slit of her flowing vagina, his tongue poked its way among the creamy tissues to lap up the jam his fingers had deposited there. Diluted by the cunt juices of her arousal, the distinctive flavor was highly pleasing to the young man's taste buds.

Once he had cleansed her feminine aperture of its nectar, RDS's oral member sought the tight ring of Vijaya's anus.

Grabbing her thighs to split her legs even futher, the over-weight young man sent his long oral member far up into the tight opening, swirling it around her asshole ring and rectum aperture and once he had lapped up the sweet confection he had placed in Vijaya's rectum, he withdrew his tongue to grin up at the naked Tamil beauty, his face smeared with jam and feminine secretions.

He loved her ass and that was evident and Vijaya was learning how much her lovers in the future will love her more for her ass giving and she knew how much it was important to keep that hole clean neat and attractive for her men lovers.

"Now for your tits!" he panted, reaching once again for the jar of strawberry jam.

Moving to Vijaya's bosom, he dipped the spoon into the jar to deposit a generous portion of the flavorful spread on each of her uplifted nipples.

Setting the jar on the floor, RDS bent over the table to lift a savory brown aureole into his edger mouth.

Sucking voraciously, his pudgy hands kneaded at the firm hills of flesh surrounding the delectable tip.

Mmmmmm, what a tasty pair of knockers, he thought, his big balls churning.

Watching his friend devour the jam-coated nipple proved too much for Ashok and his hot shaft of masculinity was pounding furiously and his lips hungered for the same carnal treat that his roommate was enjoying.

Moving quickly, Ashok circled around to the opposite side of the table, bending his slender body over his sister-in-law's other luscious mound of femininity and drawing the jam-coated nipple into his mouth, he drew on it vigorously while his fingers dug into her warm flesh.

Even though he had little use for Vijaya, Ashok had to admit that she had a gorgeous pair of boobs.

Vijaya arched her back, moaning in ecstasy. Oh, it felt so heavenly to be sucked like this by two hungry mouths. This was the best going over her aching tits had ever received.

Her brown dark distended nipples felt as if they were about to be torn off but she did not want the delicious sucking to cease.

Her entire pelvic area swirled hotly while her clitoris caught fire again, rising from its hooded refuge. "Suck, suck!" she cried in wild abandon, writhing on the table. "Oh, it feels marrrvelousss!"

Hearing her wanton plea made RDS's deeply veined organ ache with need, a need that could no longer be denied.

Whimpering, he lifted his mouth from her breast to climb up on the table. His breathing grew even more labored at the physical exertion. Panting, he straddled the naked Tamil beauty and then yanked her legs apart.

The sight of his friend still sucking away on Vijaya's uplifted tit only added to the heat of his lust. His semen-packed balls pounded, demanding release.

His fingers shaking, RDS grabbed his thick shaft and poked it wetly and uncertainly among the slippery folds of her pussy and then finding the right aperture, his blood-filled organ slipped inside. The wetness of her grasping cunt felt wonderful and he fucked fast and hard, ramming his vastness into her with all the strength he possessed.

His beloved sexual fantasy was becoming reality at last and he was actually fucking a beautiful woman on top of a kitchen table!

All he needed to make it complete was a pair of observing eyes. "Watch us, Ashok," he gasped, his hips jerking back and forth, making the table shake. "Watch us fuck!"

Ashok lifted his head from Vijaya's nipple and the bright brown radiating sweating nipple slipped wetly away, red and elongated and glistening with saliva. "I'm watchin', RDS,"

Ashok assured, grinning lasciviously."Go ahead and fuck, pal. Give her the fucking of her life!"

The obese young man balanced his heavy weight with his arms, ramming the Tamil beauty's inner depths with determination.

The few times he'd fucked before were with real dogs, women who very seldom felt a hot prick within their vaginas.

Although they had met his physical needs, the women he'd screwed before had not excited him the way that Vijaya was exciting him now and never in his wildest dreams did he ever think that he would be pounding his hot prick into someone as luscious as the naked dark-haired young wife who lay defenselessly under him and swept away by physical sensation, Vijaya lifted her hips in harmony with each forward thrust of RDS's heavy body.

The fact that he was homely and fat was blotted out by the incredible vastness of his hot penis, the thrilling and forceful manner in which his big pole of masculinity was cramming her inner pussy depths.

"Harder!" she begged, swirling her pelvis. "Push harder!"

Pleased by his sister-in-law's performance, Ashok played with himself while he watched and he squeezed his dangling sacs with one hand while he rubbed the knoblike tip of his cock with the other while he saw Vijaya's legs curl around his friend's thick waist and he grinned, pulling even harder on his fiery shaft.

Vijaya sure knows how to fuck, he observed. RDS's having the time of his life!

Their naked bodies moving in frantic accord, the copulating couple's energetic gyrations caused the table to shake.

RDS's pale flaccid ass cheeks jiggled like gelatin and his big balls slapped against the Tamil beauty's buttocks as he tore in and out of her slick aperture. His greasy hair swung back and forth and his wet mouth hung loosely, spittle trickling down the sides of his chin.

He wanted this glorious fucking to go on and on, to last an eternity.

Aware of his friend's observing eyes, the young man's passion rose to a feverish pitch. Harder and harder he fucked, his lust overpowering him. Unable to hold back a moment longer, his massive bulk humped wildly, sending fiery spurts of sperm exploding into the Tamil beauty's creamy vaginal walls. "Oh shit!" he gasped, "I'm cumming! Aghhhhh!"

The harsh volcanic bursts within her made Vijaya's steaming cunt ripple and convulse in thrilling orgasm.

She dug her fingernails into RDS's fleshy back, straining against him, her throbbing pussy sucking at his erupting cock.

A strange gurgling sound came from RDS's throat as he emptied his pulsating organ into her canal. The spouting head of his ejaculating prick rammed the mouth of her womb as they bucked and jerked up on the table, climaxing in unison, until the consuming waves of carnal sensation finally diminished.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"How was it, RDS?" Ashok wanted to know, leering at his fat friend whose spent penis was still deeply embedded in Vijaya's saturated pussy. "Did she give you a good fuck?"

"Oh God, yes!" the sated young man replied, lifting a heavy leg to dismount. "Better than all ever had!"

Ashok looked pleased. "Glad to hear it, pal. But then Vijaya's got a real generous nature. Always willing to cater to a friend in need, right, Vijaya?" he added, his mocking gaze shifting to his sister-in-law.

"Now that RDS's been takin' care of, how about actin' out one of my fantasies, sweetie?" Pulling out a kitchen chair, he turned it around and sat down on it, his towering cock rising like a sapling reaching for the sun.

"Get on top or me, doll," he instructed, patting his lap. "And I'll make you feel every bit as good as RDS just did."

Her cheeky bright with humiliation, Vijaya slid off the table and straddled her brother-in-law. She hadn't meant to enjoy herself like that, but somehow her traitorous body always got the best of her.

The fact that Ashok had observed her enthusiastic response to his roommate's table fucking meant that he had succeeded in degrading her once again.

She had no secrets from him now. Not after all Vijaya had endured ... and yes, enjoyed ... under his watchful eyes.

She'd been forced to suck Ashok's cock and had ended up swallowing his hot cum in great greedy gulps, kneeling in front of him in naked abandon.

Her throbbing cunt had been fingered and tongued and she had flipped her pelvis in heated response. She had been subjected to the perverted passions of another woman and had writhed in forbidden ecstasy.

Ashok had even witnessed the invasion of her helpless pussy by an oversized dildo and saw the shameful way her streaming cunt welcomed the huge rubber cock. What was the point now in trying to hold back?

There was nothing new that her brother-in-law could learn about her, so Vijaya decided, with a sense of total debasement and defeat, that she might just as well relax and enjoy the lap-fucking she was about to receive.

Grasping her by the hips, Ashok guided her naked body downward until her parted pussy hovered directly over his taut glistening prick head and the huge knoblike tip poked wetly among her saturated membranes until it found the sperm-soaked slit it sought.

Once the mushroom like head of his dripping organ found its target, Ashok pulled the split-legged Tamil beauty down hard while he jerked his pelvis, sending his hot poker far into her vaginal orifice.



"Oooooohhhhhhh!" Vijaya cried as he penetrated her with lightning speed and sitting on top of him like this made his swollen shaft seem even bigger, more punishing.

It crowded her cunt opening at a breathtaking angle, its thick base rubbing briskly against the nub of her clitoris, making her pussy come alive again. It throbbed in quick response, grasping greedily at this new and glorious invader.

Again and again, Ashok lifted her high in the air before yanking her down on his lap. He fucked her mercilessly, pounding against the mouth of her womb on each reentry, making her gasp for air.

The steady friction of his piston like cudgel against her sensitive clitoris made the tiny organ quiver hotly.

Vijaya's cheeks were flushed and her eyes glazed. Her long dark hair awhirl, she flew up and down on his distended shaft, her melon like breasts dancing wildly.

"Deeper!" she begged, her fingers clutching his shoulders as she rode him like a broncobuster. Completely consumed by flames of passion, the bobbing Tamil beauty knew no shame."Split me in two!" she pleaded, her lovely features contorted by lust.

This was the first time when she was fucked by two men back to back in her pussy while she was still holding the first man's jism in her orifice and the slick hole was now accommodating a second cock which would spew more semen in a short while – she had arrived and was now the cherished whore – slut – harlot and the most sought after sexual object.

RDS watched the copulating couple with a look of glee upon his fleshy face and now that his lust had been satisfied, he was thoroughly enjoying the role of spectator, watching someone else fuck was another of his secret sexual fantasies and he grinned foolishly, fondling his withered organ as he gazed.

She sure is dynamite, he observed, watching Vijaya ride his roommate's prick.

Ashok is one lucky son-of-a-bitch to have her for a sister-in-law.

Ashok was almost mindless with animal lust while hurling his hips savagely, he grunted like a pig as he tore into her. Vijaya's cunt was wet and satiny and it clung tightly to his piston rod, making it good for him and he felt the mouth of her womb bump into the sensitive tip of his organ, driving him wild with carnal joy.

He jerked his hips as hard as he could, trying to fuck her even deeper, to make his fiery shaft split her in half and her big tits undulating just inches from his face increased his excitement until it rose to a feverish pitch, with one final savage thrust of his pelvis, Ashok's steaming cock erupted inside her, sending fiery bursts of hot semen to blend with the passion juices already coating her pulpy vaginal walls.

The violent explosion inside her innermost depths made Vijaya climax too and their naked sweating bodies humping on the chair, the orgasm filled pair moaned and whimpered in sweet release.

When it was over, Vijaya collapsed on top of her brother-in-law, her sated pussy purring contentedly while her cunt overflowing with the combined juices of masculinity.

Vijaya knew that the afterglow in which she was basking would end all too quickly, that the pleasant warmth would soon be replaced by the dreaded cloak of guilt, and that the familiar garment would hang heavily on her shoulders.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

VijayaLakshmi- A Legion of Sex Ch. 04

Ashok grinned when his sister-in-law answered the door. "Well, sweet Vijaya," he said, sauntering into the living room with a confident air. "This time it's just the two of us. So what do you say we make it a time to remember?"

Vijaya looked at him with resignation.

There was no way she could avoid this final confrontation with the unprincipled young man who was blackmailing her, so why fight the situation? She would submit to his sexual demands this one last time.

Then she would be free and if she managed to enjoy herself in the process, what of it? At this point, it scarcely mattered. She had already been forced to break her marriage vows and been stripped of her self-respect. What more did she have to lose?

Without further ado, the voluptuous Tamil slut led her brother-in-law into the bedroom. Reaching into his jacket pocket, the lanky young man withdrew the pornographic photos Vijaya had posed for and held them up. "Here they are, sweetie," he said, handing them to her. "They're all yours now." He failed to add, however, that he had a duplicate set at home which he planned to show his brother that very evening.

Now that he had had his fun with Vijaya, it was time to destroy her marriage. He owed it to his older brother to expose his wife for what she really was. Uday would be upset at first. It was only natural. But in time, he would thank Ashok for opening his eyes.

In the meantime, Ashok intended to make the most of his final rendezvous with Vijaya. Once he blew the whistle on her, she would no longer be putty in his hands. But that was okay by him.

His sister-in-law was no different from any other cunt and there were still plenty of hungry pussies willing to put out for him.

In Vijaya's case, the fun had been in manipulating her, making her dance to his private tune. And watching her pathetic attempts to pretend she hated the things he made her do. And her humiliation each time she failed.

Ashok was sure that he had just about broken her. How she had loved the vigorous lap-fucking he'd treated her to the other morning. She'd flipped and whined on top of him like a bitch in heat.

They both knew now how she gloried to the feel of his cock inside her pussy. Try as she might, Vijaya could not keep her ass from shimmying every time he fucked her. Ashok planned to prove his manhood again this morning.

He wanted to hear his sister-in-law beg for his sucking and fucking as never before.

Vijaya took the photos from Ashok, set them down on the night stand, and reached for the buttons of her blouse.

If it hadn't been for these, she would not be taking off her clothes right now, getting ready to spread her legs once more for the man she hated.

She sighed heavily. At least it was almost over.

As soon as Ashok left, she would tear up the obscene photos and flush them down the toilet.

Then she would try to forget the shocking things she had done in order to keep her husband from learning the truth about her sordid past.

On his way back to the shop after picking up a color television chassis that needed major repairs, Uday Roy braked at the busy intersection. While he waited for the light to change, an old man weaved his way toward him, selling bouquets of cut flowers to the waiting motorists.

When he approached his truck, Uday rolled down the window."How much?" he hollered.

"Two bucks," the old man replied, holding up a colorful bouquet of mixed carnations.

On impulse, Uday reached for his wallet and withdrew two singles.

He gave the money to the vendor and grabbed the tissue-wrapped bouquet. He smiled, thinking how pleased his wife would be at the unexpected gift. "I should do things like this more often," he muttered under his breath and pressing the accelerator as the light turned green.

Still riddled with guilt over his most recent indiscretion, Uday decided that they would hire a babysitter for the following night so that he and his wife could go out to dinner. Maybe they would even take in a movie afterward.

Uday realized, with sudden shame, that he hadn't taken his wife out in weeks. Yet he had gone to the Brewery by himself and Vijaya had never once complained. Filled with remorse at his lack of thoughtfulness, he decided to stop at the house and give his sweet Vijaya these carnations right now.

It would mean going just a few blocks out of his way and the colorful flowers would undoubtedly brighten Vijaya's whole day. On a gloomy overcast day like today, they should be especially welcome.

And I'll tell her to arrange for a sitter, he thought, turning the wheel. Heading for his house, the burly Irishman tried to imagine Vijaya's reaction when he showed up with the cheerful blooms. He could not remember the last time he brought his wife a present like this for no reason at all other than the fact that he loved her.

I bet she'll really be surprised, he thought with a smile. Just how surprised his wife would be at his unscheduled arrival Uday would soon discover!

When he pulled up in front of the house, Uday's eyebrows rose at the sight of his younger brother's red sports car and "well, I'll be!" he thought, applying the brake.

Ashok must have stopped by to see Vijaya. The thought pleased him for he often wished that the two people he loved so dearly enjoyed a warmer relationship.

Although neither openly criticized the other, Uday often had the uncomfortable feeling that Vijaya and Ashok were not especially fond of each other.

That's why he was always pointing out his brother's best qualities to Vijaya and bragging about his wife to his brother.

So they would appreciate each other more. He smiled, grabbing the flowers and opening the door. If Ashok was stopping by to see Vijaya during the day like this, maybe Uday's efforts were finally beginning to pay off.

Uday unlocked the back door and came into the kitchen with an expectant look on his handsome face, thinking he would find his wife and his brother sharing a cup of coffee. When he found the kitchen empty, he headed for the living room, the bouquet of flowers hidden behind his back.

A frown creased his forehead when he saw that Vijaya and Ashok were not there either.

He was about to call out when he heard strange sounds coming from the bedroom. Perplexed, the husky young man strode down the hallway, his footsteps muffled by the plush carpeting. Following the incoherent noises, he passed his daughter's empty bedroom and continued down the corridor until he stood outside the master bedroom.

The door was slightly ajar and he could hear the sounds of labored breathing mingled with moaning cries. Completely baffled, Uday took a step forward to peer around the partially closed door.

Suddenly the bouquet of flowers fell from his hand, dropping noiselessly onto the carpet. His eyes widened in shock as his jaw went slack.

The air escaped from his lungs in a painful rush as though he'd been hit in the gut with a baseball bat. A sick feeling flooded his veins at the unbelievable sight before him. The wife he adored was lying naked on the bed, her full lips parted and her features contorted by lust while the brother he loved and trusted lay on top of her, pounding his swollen prick into her uplifted cunt!

Grunting and sweating from his efforts, Ashok fucked her the way that Uday himself had never dared to screw his wife.

Even more incredulous, Vijaya couldn't seem to get enough! Her legs were wrapped around his waist like a human vise and she swirled her hips in hungry loops, welcoming, each forceful invasion. Uday could scarcely believe his ears when Vijaya cried out in lustful abandon.

"Fuck harder!" she begged, her hands clawing his back. "Give me more, more!"

Paralyzed by shock, Uday stood motionless, his eyes drawn to the copulating pair like a magnet. Back in some distant corner of his mind, a small voice told him that he should let his presence be known, that he should take steps to end this shocking act of betrayal. But he was unable to move.

He kept staring in open-mouthed horror as his brother's blood- filled cock mercilessly pounded his wife's grasping pussy. Ashok's huge joint was bright with passion, shimmering wetly from Vijaya's milky cunt juices, and the wet sucking sounds of her grasping cunt accompanied their grunts and outcries.

"Like my prick?" Ashok asked, pounding into her.

"Oh yesssssss!" she wailed, tossing her head from side to side. "Keep fucking!" she begged, the pointed nipples of her uplifted breasts quivering with excitement. "Don't stop! Shove your big cock clear up to my throat!"

As Uday's voyeur eyes continued to observe the naked tangle of writhing flesh, he began to feel something other than horror. The unmistakable heat of passion crept through his loins, making his testicles swell and tighten while his penis grew rapidly, straining hotly against his trousers. He'd never seen his wife so worked up. Her flushed face, frantic gyrations, and wanton cries were turning him on, making his heart pound and his aching prick throb with desire.

His brother was acting out one of Uday's secret fantasies right before his eyes, fucking his wife savagely, spearing her tunnel of love the way Uday himself had longed to do ever since he met Vijaya. Vijaya was responding the way she always did in his wild imaginings too, grinding her foaming pussy against the root of Ashok's pummeling shaft, begging for more.

God, she fucks even harder that Seema, he thought, breathing hard. Look at the way she lifts her ass for a deeper fuck! And her legs are curled around him like goddamn pretzels!

Spellbound, Uday stood gaping from behind the door while his brother hammered into his beloved wife with fierce determination. He saw Ashok's hands slide under Vijaya's creamy buttocks to lift her even higher while he ripped into her steaming orifice like a hot poker.

Sweat trickled down his back to fade into the hairy slit of his bucking ass. His mouth hung open and his eyes were thick lidded and glassy. He grunted as he viciously rammed in and out, his huge prickly sacs swinging back and forth, batting Vijaya's uplifted moons with a steady rhythm.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Oh God!" Ashok suddenly cried, jerking his slender body even more savagely. "I'm cumming! Aghhhhhhh!"

Her pelvis whirling with maniacal frenzy, Vijaya joined her partner in illicit orgasm. She curled her legs more tightly around his waist, mewling and moaning as wave after wave of orgasm washed over her, drowning her in a sea of forbidden passion. She felt the hot semen burst within her rippling vaginal walls in sporadic jerks, blending with her own hot juices.

Seeing the bucking pair climax released Uday from his hypnotic state of immobility.

The look of total rapture on his brother's face as he spewed his hot seed into his wife's cunt opening suddenly made him regain his senses. He's shooting his wad in my Vijaya's pussy! He realized, jealous rage tearing through him like a blazing inferno, making his blood boil!

A strangled cry coming from his throat, Uday suddenly kicked the door open and lunged at the two naked infidels like a madman and his face purple with wrath.

Vijaya's head spun in his direction and she screamed and in seconds, Uday had his brother by the hair, lifting him off the bed as if he were a mere child. "You double crossing bastard!" he yelled, hurling the bewildered young man across the room. "Screwing my wife behind my back!" Ashok slammed into the opposite wall, grunting, then crumpled to the floor like a marionette, a dazed expression on his face.

He sat there gazing up at his brother with incredulous eyes, his shriveled organ still dripping its forbidden juices.

Uday crossed the room in angry strides to grab him by the throat, lifting him to his feet.

"No, wait!" Ashok begged, his eyes wide with fear as his brother's fingers closed around his throat. "Aghhhhhhh!" he cried, clawing at Uday's hands, his face reddening and his eyes bulging.

"Uday, stop it!" Vijaya shrieked, fearing that her enraged husband would choke the life out of his brother. "You'll kill him! He's not worth it, Uday!"

His fingers relaxed at Vijaya's pleas. She was right. Ashok wasn't worth going to prison for. Releasing his hold on the young man's throat, Uday clenched his fist and struck his brother in the jaw. A resounding crack filled the air.

Grunting, Ashok spun backward, his thin arms flailing wildly. When he toppled to the floor, Uday lifted his leg to kick him savagely.

Screaming in pain, Ashok doubled over, holding his rib cage. "God," he panted, his face twisted in agony as he rocked to and fro. "I think you just broke my ribs!"

"You're lucky I didn't break your neck!" Uday spat, feeling nothing but contempt for the cowering figure in front of him. "If you weren't my own brother, I'd break you in two!" He grabbed his arm to yank him to his feet.

"Now get your clothes on and get the hell outa here before I kill you!"

Whimpering like a beaten dog, Ashok staggered to his feet. "You don't understand," he said in a whining voice, reaching for his clothes.

"Vijaya's no good, Uday. And I can prove it to you!" Jerking on his pants, he reached for the pornographic photos on the night stand.

"Here!" he said, a triumphant look on his face as he handed the pictures to Uday.

"This is what your precious wife is really like!"

"No!" Vijaya protested, jumping from the bed. She tried to grab the photos away from her husband but Uday shoved her away, sending her staggering backwards.

Sobbing, the distraught Tamil slut watched helplessly as her husband quickly examined the photos. Her heart pounded and a sick feeling washed over her at the dark fury in Uday's face. "Uday, please!" she begged. "Let me try to explain!"

But he shot her a venomous look. "Seems to me things are pretty damn clear. You've been cheating on me with my own brother and posing for filthy pictures on the side!" Disgust and disillusionment flooded his entire being.

How could he have been so blind, go stupid not to see that the wife he held on a pedestal had been cuckolding him? His eyes narrowing, he turned to his brother. "Get out!" he hissed through clenched teeth. "I'll deal with you later!"

Ashok needed no further prodding, anxious to escape his brother's fury, he grabbed his jacket and fled from the room, his jaw throbbing and his ribs on fire and somehow the unscrupulous young man's scheme had backfired.

Vijaya was the only person who was supposed to get hurt. "I hope he beats the shit out of her," he muttered under his breath as he tore out the door and ran to his car.

Naked and trembling, Vijaya crouched on the bedroom floor, wondering fearfully what Uday would do to her. "Ashok made me go to bed with him!" she gasped as Uday came toward her menacingly, unbuttoning his shirt. "He said he'd show you those photos if I didn't!"

"Did he make you wiggle you ass like a two-bit whore too?" he demanded. "Did he force you to wrap your legs around him and beg for more? And did someone force you to pose for those dirty pictures too?"

He laughed mirthlessly, unzipping his trousers. "Just how dumb do you think I am, Vijaya?" he asked, coming closer, his face ominous.

"I had to do it, Uday," she explained, her face beseeching. "My mother was sick and I needed money to take care of her. It was the only way I could get it."

As she babbled on, trying desperately to make him understand, Uday removed the rest of his clothing until he stood in front of her stark naked, his huge cock bobbing in front of her face like a cobra about to strike. But Uday scarcely listened. His eyes were devouring his wife's luscious nudity while the blood soared hotly through his veins.

God, she's gorgeous, he thought. No matter what Vijaya had done, how she had betrayed him, Uday knew that he was still hopelessly in love with her.

That she was the only woman he wanted for his own. His mouth watered at the delectable mounds of firm flesh jutting forward in naked splendor, their brown nipples rigid with fear. His lustful gaze swept down over the pale rise of her smooth abdomen to the dark velvety mound between her legs.

She moved and he saw a bit of coral peek out from between her fuzzy slit and his swelling rod grew even more, throbbing with an urgency it had never known before, he longed to press his tongue between her bright inner pussy folds, the way the man in one of the lurid photos had done.

And his quivering pole of masculinity ached for the feel of Vijaya's warm lips encircling it just as her widely stretched mouth was fastened on the lust-bloated cock in still another photo and yes, Uday would make his faithless wife reenact each of the four obscene poses.

He would make her ride his cock while he fucked her from below and he would order her to bend over and spread her legs so he could screw her two-timing cunt doggie-style too and then he would force his wife to do something that wasn't included in the lewd pictures, something he had secretly longed to do for far too long.

I'll give her more prick than she's ever had before, he thought, his balls quivering in hot anticipation. Uday would fill every possible hole with his vast joint until Vijaya begged for mercy. He would prove to her that she did not have to search elsewhere, for Uday would give her the fucking of her life.

Once he was through with her, Vijaya would know, without a shadow of a doubt, that she needed no other cock but his!

"Get up, whore!" he ordered, yanking her by the arm to throw her across the bed. "Let's see if I can make your ass squirm and your pussy foam the way my brother did!" Lowering his naked body onto hers, the burly young man crushed his lips against hers, forcing his tongue into her mouth. His massive chest mashed her tits while his vast pulsating rod poked wetly against her thigh, leaving a trail of wet kisses. He felt the fuzziness of her pubic hair scrape against his as he bore down on her.

She lay under him tense and rigid and then as his warm lingual member swirled within her mouth, he felt her body relax. His kiss was long and passionate, shaking him to the very depths of his being. By the time he drew away, both of them were gasping for air.

But Uday was just warming up. "Spread your legs," he ordered gruffly, forcing her thighs apart to reveal the saturated tissues of her sperm-soaked pussy.

"And let me suck your cunt!" Sliding his hands under his wife's hips, he lifted her gaping niche high and lowered his head.

He felt her legs tremble at the touch of his warm tongue upon her sensitive inner folds and he swirled his oral member up and down the oozing length of her slippery crack, lapping up the feminine syrup and teasing her clitoris with the tip of his tongue, making it fill with blood.

Vijaya's lips parted and she began to moan and the warm persistent organ slithering up and down her delicate membranes was driving her wild while the fact that it was the man she loved who was doing such marvelous things to her throbbing pussy made her pink petals swell as never before. Her bright bud of sensitivity rose hotly, growing more and more rigid each time he passed over it, punishing it mercilessly.

The nectar of her arousal flowed forth only to be quickly consumed by the marvelous voracious tongue.

"Oh eat me!" she begged, reaching down to draw his head closer.

"Suck me dry!" Vijaya gasped, her pelvis jerking as Uday drew the hot nub of her clitoris into his mouth, sucking on it ravenously. Whimpering, Vijaya pumped her hips up and down, making her husband's head bob as she surrendered herself to a deep and penetrating orgasm.

"Aghhhhhh!" she cried, her climaxing cunt convulsing in great rippling waves and when at last her bucking body grew still, Uday lifted his head from between her slit, "Has anyone ever eaten your cunt better than that?" he asked, his face smeared with the fruits of his labor.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Oh God no!" she gasped, her mammoth breasts rising and falling with each labored breath. "That was marvvvelllousss! The best ever!"

Satisfied that he had surpassed the performance of the male model who devoured his wife's pussy in the obscene photo, Uday proceeded to duplicate still another pose.

"Lift your ass," he commanded. "And get on top of me. I want to give you a cock-ride you'll never forget!"

Splitting her legs wide, Vijaya straddled her husband, centering her gaping cunt over the open glans of his towering cock. Without hesitation, he rammed his great phallic length high into her innermost depths, making her cry out with both pleasure and pain.

"Oooohhhhhh!" she protested, her senses reeling at his incredible vastness. She had always known that her husband's cock was large, but until this very moment she had never felt each thrilling inch of his over sized organ with such spine-tingling intensity.

It crowded her slick tunnel as never before, its massive tip punishing her cervix with mind-shattering force, making her senses reel.

His hands encircling her slender waist, Uday guided her up and down on his lust-bloated hunk of meat, tearing into her with unrivaled speed and determination. It was so magnificent, it was almost unreal.

Vijaya felt her pussy come to life again, throbbing, leaking, spiraling toward still another peak.

She'd always dreamed of being fucked like this by the man she loved but Vijaya never truly expected her fantasy to become reality. To think that all this time, her husband's sexual appetite was every bit as lusty as hers!

She wasn't oversexed, after all! They just hadn't been communicating. But they were communicating with each other now as never before.

Uday's heavy breathing, forceful pelvic thrusts, and glassy eyes assured her that he was enjoying himself every bit as much as she. Her big tits whirling madly, she rode his piston cudgel with a dedication she had never displayed until now. This wasn't just an ordinary cock tearing into her ... it was Uday's magnificent pole of masculinity.

"Oh, Uday," she gasped, every cell in her curvaceous body aflame. "Oh, it ... feels good!" she gasped between fuckings. "You're so ... so big!"

His wife's impassioned praise brought Uday to the epitome of carnal sensation. Suddenly his bloated prick head swelled even more, erupting within her with savage force.

The hot shower of semen splattering against her vaginal walls brought the humping Tamil slut to orgasm as well.

Crying out like a banshee, she rode her husband's squirting shaft of flesh like a mad woman and their mutual moans intermingled in a discordant duet as their naked sweating bodies climaxed in frenetic unison.

Uday knew, by his wife's violent response, that she had just had herself the best cock ride of her life and he grinned with masculine pride as she collapsed on top of him.

Two down and two to go, he thought, very well knowing which lurid photo he would make Vijaya duplicate next. Feeling his spent rod dwindle within her soaked canal, he withdrew the limp organ and ordered her to her knees.

"Go down on me!" he commanded. "And suck some life back into my prick! Then I'll treat you to something even better.I've saved the very best for last!"

Kneeling between her husband's outstretched legs, Vijaya reached for his withered penis and brought her head forward.

The soft worm like appendage felt sticky between her fingers and the sharp odor of their mingled syrups reached her nostrils, making her wince. She had often dreamed of sucking Uday's magnificent cock but not like this.

Not when it was shriveled and mushy and soiled. The mere thought of putting it in her mouth made a shiver of revulsion course through her.

She looked at Uday with a pleading expression, hesitating, but he laced his fingers through her dark mane and yanked her head down hard until it was just inches from his genitals.

"Suck!" he demanded in a harsh voice. "Suck my cock, damn you!"

Her eyes wide with fright, Vijaya quickly obeyed, lifting his rubbery joint while she brought her face forward.

Uday sucked in his breath at the feel of her warm lips closing around the shaft of his weary organ. Her wet tongue pressed against the underside while she held onto the base with firm fingers.

Then she proceeded to suck, her cheeks billowing in and out while her dark head bobbed up and down. Warm bursts of pleasure shot through Uday's naked body at the delicious drawing sensations. Vijaya sucked so vigorously that his shaft of manhood quickly responded. His twin sacs swelled and filled and his prick grew rapidly within her oral cavity.

His breath coming faster, Uday watched her go down on him, admiring the tempting curve of her pale moons, the way her huge breasts danced and undulated, their rosy tips jutting enticingly.

"Squeeze my balls!" he gasped, craning his neck. "Ahhhhhhhh," he moaned in approval when her other hand began to massage his aching testicles.

His distended joint had almost reached its full capacity and it pounded hotly under her oral ministrations.

God, she could suck! She yanked at his swelling rod even harder than Seema!

Suddenly he felt her tongue flick at the widening tip of his bloated organ and he jerked his hips in quick response and around and around it swirled in maddening circles, driving him wild with pleasure.

When the pointed tip toyed with his leaking glans, stretching it so that her warm lingual member could dart down inside to jab and titillate, he arched his back, his fingers clawing her tresses. "Ohhhhhhhh, that's goooooood!" he gasped.

Now that her husband's swollen shaft was stiff again, Vijaya went at her lewd task with the gusto of a harlot.

His prick felt all smooth and firm and satiny the way she had always dreamed it would. Because she had sucked him clean, only the bitter sweetness of his warm pre-coital juices coated her tongue.

The pungent flavor of his masculinity made the blood roar through her veins and her mouth hunger for even more of his delicious manhood. Tilting her head, she opened her mouth wider, taking every possible Inch of his vastness into her mouth while the bubbled up mushroom tip bumped the back of her throat.

She fought the urge to gag but instead she lowered her head still further so that his warm prickhead slid down her throat.

"Mmmmmmmph!" she grunted. Her mammoth tits awhirl, she rode up and down his huge shaft so that only a small portion of the shimmering saliva-coated organ was visible on each down stroke. She was on fire now, totally consumed by her carnal act. Searing flames of passion licked at her pussy. Her eyes were hooded with pleasure and her pounding cunt was ablaze with sexual excitement.

Never had a man's prick felt so incredibly huge, so utterly delicious. "Mmmmmmmph! Mmmmmmmph!" she grunted, her cheeks billowing in and out, her lovely features contorted by lust. She bobbed up and down feverishly, longing to suck him to completion, to feel his steaming juices erupt in her mouth so that she could swallow his hot cum.

But Uday had other plans.

Even though Vijaya's mouth and tongue were bringing him unsurpassed pleasure, he knew it was time to stop. If he let her voracious oral cavern tug at his pulsating rod much longer, he would shoot his wad.

And the big North Indian had an even more tempting spot in mind. The look of sheer rapture on his wife's flushed face, the eager manner in which her fingers kneaded his balls assured him that she liked the feel of his warm meat inside her mouth. The way she yanked on him proved, without a doubt, that his mouth fucking surpassed the oral screwing Vijaya got when she posed for the lurid photo.

Satisfied that he'd proved his masculine superiority, Uday tightened his grip on Vijaya's hair and lifted her head. His saliva-coated rod slipped wetly away and she looked at it longingly like a child who had just had a lollipop snatched away from his mouth.

"That's enough far now," he told her. "But don't worry, baby. From now on, you're gonna give me regular blow-jobs. And next time, I wanna see you swallow my cum. All of it, you understand?" He chuckled at the eager nod of her head, the way her eyes glittered.

Vijaya's sexual appetite even surpassed that of the lusty divorcee he'd been screwing on the side. If only he had known what his wife was really like! Uday knew, with swift certainty, that there would be no more clandestine meetings with Seema.

Vijaya was not only prettier and more voluptuous as she out sucked and out fucked the fair Bengalee lass at his office as well. The time had come for the ultimate test. If his wife passed this final exam, Uday was certain that neither of them would ever stray again.

"Get up!" he ordered, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. "And bend over and give me your ass so I can fuck you doggie-style!"

Vijaya scrambled to her feet, bending submissively over the side of the bed, spreading her legs eagerly and her pale brownish moons rose temptingly and Uday eyed the creamy slit between her fuzzy cuntal lips seeing it quiver in anticipation. So she liked being screwed this way! But he wasn't about to wear himself out before the grand finale.

Uday would spear her milky slot a few times just to show Vijaya that he could stab her from the rear better than any other stud she'd offered her two-timing ass to screw and positioning himself directly behind his naked wife, he grabbed her rounded hips and poked his hot jutting shaft into her uplifted cunt.

"Oooooohhh," the Tamil slut sighed as she thrilled to the pressure of this new invasion. Wriggling her ass, she butted against him, trying to consume more of his vastness.

"Ooohhhhhh that feels so goooooood!" she moaned, meeting his powerful forward thrusts by pushing backward. Her eyelids grew heavy and her arms trembled on the edge of the bed.

"Deeper!" she begged, her hips working in swift harmony with those pressing against hers.

Uday fucked in and out of her with carefully measured strokes, but his eyes were riveted to the sphincter muscle directly above her cunt opening.

He licked his lips greedily, his eyes bright. He waited until Vijaya was skewering back on him vigorously, offering her great brown ass in total surrender, before he launched his attack.

With admirable skill and timing, he withdrew his lust-bloated organ completely, waiting for the next backward thrust of his wife's hips. His hands clutching her hips even tighter, the brawny young man aimed his quivering bubbling shaft of meat at the tiny ring of unsuspecting flesh directly above her oozing vagina.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

When her lunging behind came toward him, he inserted his mammoth prick-head into the tight orifice between her buttocks, hurling his hips forward.

Vijaya cried out in pain at the cruel invasion. Her entire body stiffened in protest and she tried to pull her hips forward.

Her efforts were in vain, for Uday's tightly clenched fingers held her firmly in place. "Aghhhhhhh!" she screamed when he pushed harder into her burning ass tunnel. Her inviolate orifice puckered violently in outrage and sharp tearing pains ripped through her rectum. "Oh stop!" she begged, gasping for air. "Oh God, it hurts!"

Hearing her agonized cries gave Uday a perverse thrill.

He pushed harder, sending his swollen punishing joint deeper into her unwilling aperture.

He felt her buttocks tense and heard her gulp for air. Her struggles were making his invasion even more painful for he and jerking his pelvis, he burrowed into her even more, forcing her virginal anus to stretch wider despite its reluctance.

"Please don't!" she pleaded, sobbing. "I can't stand it! You'll split my ass! Oh stop, stop!"

But Uday had no intention of desisting. He tore into her more savagely, burying his huge cock in her tightly constricted rectum. He had accomplished the first part of his mission, for his faithless wife was begging for mercy. Satisfied that he had given her enough pain, Uday decided that it was time to give her pleasure.

He withdrew one of his hands from her hip to stroke the creamy slit located under his deeply embedded organ.

His probing fingers slithered across her saturated membranes until they found the nub of her clitoris. He squeezed it gently, teasingly feeling it rise under his touch. As his fingers continued to caress the tiny penis like structure, he felt his wife's tense body begin to relax.

She stopped trying to jerk her pelvis forward and her sobs diminished. Uday waited until her hot nub of femininity was filled with blood, stiff under his touch, before he withdrew his other hand from her pelvis. When his hand left the curve of her hip, Vijaya did not try to pull away.

Uday shoved the first two fingers of his left hand up the Tamil slut's creamy vagina while he continued to torment her swollen clitoris with his other hand.

He heard the sudden rush of air whoosh from her lungs as she sighed in pleasure. Slowly, her hips began to move again. The burning of her tormented asshole was accompanied by a definite throbbing now.

Ripples of pleasure-pain coursed through her body. Her crowded rectum relaxed, opening wide to welcome its determined invader at last. Her body began to work with him rather than against him.

Every cell in her being was aflame with this new and glorious carnal sensation. The triple treat he was giving her of having her anus so thoroughly invaded, her clitoris incessantly flicked, and her vagina double-fingered was the most devastating sensation Vijaya had ever experienced.

Her full lips parted, she began to moan in ecstasy, her ass pumping backward to suck up every possible inch of Uday's great burrowing length and her vaginal opening secreted heavily, its milky nectar trickling down to coat Uday's fingers.

Never in her life had she been so thoroughly and completely conquered! Uday had fucked her cunt, her mouth, and now he was infiltrating still another orifice. Drunk with passion, she skewered back on his hot spear with dedication. Her cheeks flushed and her eyes glassy and she surrendered herself completely to his masterful invasion.

"Ooohhhhhh," she moaned, lifting her ass high in the air. "Fuck, fuck! Deeper, harder! Oh give me more, more!"

"Do you like having your asshole fucked?" Uday asked, breathing heavily as he tore into her.

"Yesssssss," she replied, shimmying wildly.

"Has anyone ever fucked your ass before?"

"Never!" she gasped, her legs trembling at the feel of his relentless fingers soaring up her oozing cunt, the steady pinching and tweaking of her fiery clitoris. "And I love it! I love you! Oh, Uday, Uday, keep fucking! Ohhhhhhhh!"

Triumph surged through his veins and he was intoxicated by the thrilling knowledge that he was fucking his wife where no cock had ever been before, he alone had claimed her virgin asshole, introducing her to the most thrilling of all carnal delights and he had made her love it! She was ramming her bucking ass up against him like a bitch in heat, begging for more, he had never seen such a heated response.

The realization that he had conquered her completely filled him with a heady sense of power, making him feel more masculine and virile than ever before.

That and the magnificent tightness of her grasping asshole brought him to the apex of physical joy and jerking his hips violently, he ripped into her again and again until his great shaft of flesh exploded, sending its scalding contents splattering against the tender walls of her crowded rectum. His handsome features altered by lust, he cried out in wild abandon.

"Aghhhhhhh!" he cried and his erupting prick emptying within her innermost depths.

Exquisitely aware of his steaming juices splattering within her newly conquered passageway, Vijaya soon joined her husband in thrilling orgasm. A strange catlike sound tore from her throat as she bucked and jerked, surrendering herself to the most devastating climax of her entire life. Her tormented clitoris fluttered wildly while the walls of her finger-filled vagina swelled and convulsed.

The volcanic eruption deep within her asshole heightened her response, making her head reel while her heart pounded and kaleidoscopic lights whirled in front of her eyes and she heard a ringing in her ears while their sweating dirty bodies working in unsurpassed accord, the bucking pair ascended the apex of carnal joy together, climbing to new and glorious heights of sensation, sharing the most soul-searing devastating orgasms of their lives.

When at last their epileptic seizures ceased, they collapsed on the bed in a sated heap.

Once Vijaya had caught her breath, she reached out to run her hand across her husband's chest. Never before had she felt so feminine, so womanly, so totally possessed by a man.

Bathed in the warmth of afterglow, she was filled with love and tenderness for the man who had just claimed her so magnificently, so superbly. He had made love to her in every conceivable manner, surpassing anything she had ever known before. His warm cum trickled slowly from her dual apertures and the taste of his pre-coital juices still lingered on her tongue.

Vijaya now knew that she was not oversexed, after all, that Uday's libido was every bit as powerful as hers. And she also knew that for the first time in her life, she would know total satisfaction without suffering from guilt afterward. And she knew why. It was because Uday was her husband, the man she loved and cherished with all her heart.

That made everything good and clean and right between them the way it could never be with anyone else and somehow she had to make him understand about those awful photos and her reasons for going to bed with his brother. "Oh, Uday," she whispered, snuggling close. "I love you so! Oh, darling, can you ever forgive me?" Her words coming in a rush, she tried, once more, to explain why she had posed for those pictures in the first place.

This time Uday listened, his arms reaching out to cradle her and when she got to the part about Ashok's attempted blackmail, Uday's jaw clenched and his eyes darkened in anger. Because he had idolized his younger brother so, it was hard to accept the fact that Ashok would stoop so low.But he knew it was so, for he had witnessed his betrayal with his own eyes, ugly and painful as it was, Uday had to face the truth.

"I was afraid to let you see those photos, Uday," she went on, her voice choking with emotion. "I didn't think you'd understand, that you'd hate me, so I did what Ashok wanted. To save our marriage." A strangled sob tore from her throat. "Oh I've been such a fool!"

"So have I, darling," Uday conceded, sighing heavily. His fingers caressing her shoulder, he confessed that he had been cheating on her as well.

"Oh, Uday," she whispered, snuggling close. "I love you so! Oh, darling, can you ever forgive me?"

Uday's face softened. "I guess I can see why you resorted to taking that modeling job, after all," he said with a heavy sigh when she finished. "Desperation can make us do things we'd never consider otherwise," he added, thinking how his own desperate need for physical release had driven him into the arms of other women.

"I didn't think you'd understand, that you'd hate me," Vijaya continued. "So I did what Ashok wanted. To save our marriage," she added with a little sob. "Oh I've been such a fool!"

"So have I," he said, pulling her close."I love you so!" His heart overflowing, Uday brought his lips down on hers.

Their bodies straining close, they lost themselves in a warm and tender embrace. Their fervent kiss washed away all the hurt and betrayal and misunderstanding between them, leaving only love in its stead. By the time they drew apart, their eyes were shining with a newfound joy.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

VijayaLakshmi- A Legion of Sex Ch. 05

THE HANDSOME YOUNG servant gasped softly in deep pleasure. He stood naked on the cool stone floor, his feet spread apart, his hands gripping the head of the nineteen-year old girl who knelt before him. Her pretty face was distended with the size of his swollen penis. He grunted and pulled her face deeper into his crotch, pushing his hips forward at the same time. She took his cock deep in her mouth, her hands clenching his buttocks, sucking hungrily. He groaned again, arching his head, his eyes fluttering. Her mouth was wonderful, warm and moist and her tongue was like an electric eel, a thing alive, magical and irresistible.

"Yes!" he groaned. "C'mon ... do it! Suck my cock, bitch! Suck it! *Choos*, *rundi*! *Jorse* *choos*! *Choos* *mere* *lavde* *ko* ... *hanh* ... uhhh *hanh* ... uhhh *hanh* uhhh *aise* ... *chul*, *rundi*... *jorse* ... harder, slut ... suck harder!"

She whimpered in excitement at his coarse, sexy words and took his cock deeper still in her mouth, sucking feverishly. The servant grinned to himself. He could hardly believe his luck. Here he was, a mere servant, fucking the daughter of the household -- and she was his whore, *his* whore, his to fuck and fuck and fuck as and when he fancied her. He was the first man to fuck her, a few months ago and, so far as he knew, still the only one. He never ceased to marvel at how much she had learned and how quickly.

Her name was Vijayalashmi also known as Vijay and she was bewitching. She was so lovely, so pretty, so sexy, slender and curved. He couldn't stop ogling her. She had a lovely oval face with a pointed chin, a slim, straight nose and slightly flared nostrils, small, cutely stuck-out ears. Her face was narrow so 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 grape, without a trace of the body hair he so disliked in the women he fucked. 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 firm and flat.

He had been with the family for some time now. It was a large, airy three bedroom flat in one of four buildings around a large courtyard in a crowded locality in Central Chennai. The family was essentially *****, but they had converted to Christianity some generations ago. It remained a peculiar mix of the two religions -- very ***** in dress and speech and even in some food habits, but they all went to church and spoke English and ate beef. It was a bit of a crowd, with ten people under one roof. He learned that Vijaya's parents died when she was little and the house was shared by Vijaya, her sister Sheila and their brother Harish, who had one bedroom, and her father's two brothers, their wives and her four male cousins. Kartik and Laxman were the sons of her elder uncle, Sravan, and his wife, Radha. Coomar, the younger uncle, and his wife Mariamma, had Jose and Pran. Her uncles were in their forties. The elder boys were about Vijaya's age, their brothers a year or two younger. Vijaya's sister and brother were much older than she, and Vijaya was brought up by her siblings.

With so many people sharing a limited space, there was constant tension and, frequently, there would be flare-ups and fights. The uncles tried to keep peace but there were times when they were forced to side with their wives, which only exacerbated matters. Being the youngest, and essentially dependent on the uncles, Vijaya and her siblings were often isolated and picked on. As he grew older, Vijaya's brother afforded some protection but, without complete financial independence, he wasn't always free to act and speak as he felt.

Vijaya grew up in this atmosphere, surrounded by elders, mostly men, with very little female influence or companionship of her own age. By the time she attained puberty, she was used to seeing the men move around the house bare-chested in their trousers or shorts or with towels or *lungi*s wrapped around their waists. She had a lively mind and a vivid imagination and these, combined with the increasingly explicit quality of public media, soon turned the menfolk in the family from playmates and relatives to objects of fantasized desire.

At eighteen, Vijaya discovered the pleasures of masturbation. Her body matured early and she found she could elicit piquant sensations by playing with her breasts and slit. She spent hours playing with herself, pinching her nipples and rubbing her slit till, finally, there came the exquisite rush of heat that left her flushed and breathless.

Vijaya was frequently alone at home. Her cousins were at work, her uncles and aunts and her brother and sister held day-long jobs. Vijaya pretty much had the run of the house for several hours each day. As her fascination with sex and lust grew, she used this time alone to indulge her fantasies. She moved around the house naked, enjoying the thrill of it, studying her body in every reflective surface. She caressed herself on the rough curtain materials or ribbed corduroy upholstery. She flipped through film magazines ogling the pictures of handsome film stars, studying the contours of their bodies or closed her eyes and imagined her cousins or uncles or the house servant, seeing the hardness of their torsos, the deep clefts in their chests, the strength in their arms and legs.

While her hankering for physical satisfaction grew sharper, Vijaya still didn't have an accurate idea of what sex involved. She stumbled on it one day when she was rummaging through Kartik's bureau. He was her eldest cousin and easily the sexiest with a hard, tall body and handsome features. Of late, she had begun to go through their clothes, especially their underwear. Kartik's jock-straps fascinated her and she tried to imagine what he looked like wearing them. She pressed them to her face, trying to get his smell from his clothes, rubbed the cloth in her naked crotch, moaning softly as she brought herself off. One day, poking around in his room, she found he had left his cupboard unlocked. She opened it and went through his things. Stuffed under a pile of clothes, she found a large brown paper packet. Curious, she pulled it out. It was unsealed, and thick and heavy. She put her hand in and what she found made her gasp.

It was a pornographic magazine and, beneath it, was a video cassette. Vijaya stared at the cover of the magazine. It showed a photograph of a beautiful white woman wearing black lacy lingerie, her crotch and breasts bare, and she had one finger between her lips and another in her slit and she was smiling wantonly at the camera. Vijaya moaned in excitement and turned the page.

It was her first exposure to the intricacies of actual copulation, and Vijaya was riveted. She knew from her biology lessons in school that men had penises and that procreation involved the insertion of a penis into the vagina -- but what it meant and looked like and what was possible beyond this clinical description she had no idea. The magazine showed her. It was a wonderfully glossy journal, published, she noticed, by a Chennai company called Oranadu, a division of something called Tallamani & Jaya Ltd. There were shots of women sucking cock, of men licking slit, of a man fucking a woman from behind, a close-up of his cock going into her cunt, another of him fucking her from top with yet another close-up, shots of one woman being fucked by two men, two women fucking one man, lesbian sex, women masturbating, an exquisitely realized photo spread across four pages of a gorgeous woman being fucked in the ass by a black stud with a stunning body and a penis of awesome dimensions.

Vijaya's imagination ran wild. She masturbated frantically looking at the pictures and, oddly, found herself wanting more even after her orgasm. She read the magazine again, this time going through the text and finding words like fuck and cunt and slit and dick and pussy and clit and prick and whore and slut and bitch. She flipped over on her back on Kartik's bed and his jock-strap flung across her breasts and, holding the magazine in one hand, fondled her slit with the other. She came again. And still she wanted more. She tried the video-cassette, using the TV and video player in Kartik's family's room.

If the magazine was an introduction, the pornographic movie was a full-fledged intensive course. The titles showed that it was made by a company called Vivid Productions, also owned by the same Chennai company whose name she had seen on the magazine.

It was a stunning movie, more mind-blowing than anything she had seen or dreamed of --and, as she was to find in later years, when she herself acted in several such movies for them, typical of the company's quality.

The sets were lush and rich, the photography imaginative and detailed, the plot fully realized and engrossing, and the sex was unbelievable.

Incessant, prolonged, innovative, never boring or repetitious, it was the most erotic thing Vijaya had ever seen. The story told of the sexual awakening of a young woman called Anjali. She was gorgeous, earthy and sensual and utterly erotic. Her first sexual encounter was with a servant and she progressed rapidly from there, taking more and more lovers.

Vijaya watched the film through, seeing Anjali masturbating, at first using everyday household objects – hard cucumbers, *bottle gourd* gourds, under-ripe bananas, hairbrushes and the handle of a clothes-paddle -- graduating to more exotic aids like dildos and ejaculator vibrators, then moving on to sex with the servants and later to boys in college.

She saw Anjali sucking cock, having her cunt licked, locked in a sixty-nine; Anjali taking a cock in her cunt, between her breasts, in her anus; Anjali fucking two and three men simultaneously and, in a glorious orgy, whoring with a whole crowd of servants. Anjali had an affair with her cousin, seducing one hot summer afternoon, and Anjali did a live sex dance on a beach. The film ended, promising a sequel, with Anjali on the brink of matrimony.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Vijaya was overwhelmed. She watched the whole film through, all two hours and more of it, masturbating repeatedly, orgasm again and again and then she rewound it and began to watch it over. The film inspired her and she ran to the kitchen for a large cucumber and masturbated with it while she watched the movie, rocking the large green rough-skinned vegetable in and out of her spasm cunt, moaning and gasping and calling obscenely as Anjali did, writhing eagerly under the hot, hard, sweating body of a servant-lover.

The experience changed Vijaya's entire attitude. She felt emboldened and saw the men in the house in quite another light. She felt herself lusting for her cousins and even her uncles, not to mention the part-time servant, Shankar, who came in to sweep and clean, and the other boys in the neighbourhood.

Vijaya's waking hours were filled with fantasies of sex. When Kartik was out, she had a duplicate key made to his cupboard and then, whenever she was alone, she raced to his cupboard and rummaged in it.

He kept getting new magazines and videos, exchanging them from some library for the old ones. Vijaya never knew when he found time to watch them, but she didn't care. She soon began to recognize the women in the movies. She saw the entire set of six or more videos of Anjali's life, and others with equally gorgeous women - Sayali, Shanti, Anuja, Vaishali, Shampa, Falguni, Seema, Maya, Radha, Neha, Sneha.

Many of the men and women featured in the magazines, too. Vijaya especially liked three or four, Jayant, Kishore, Hari and a village stud called Mani. She tried to imagine what it might be like to have them fuck her. Vijaya noticed that the women seemed to like fucking men from socially inferior classes, servants and drivers and cooks.

A few weeks later, several incidents occurred almost simultaneously that marked a turning point and determined the course of her life. Thefirst involved her cousin Kartik and the others all had to do with her sister, Sheila.

Kartik came home one afternoon when she was alone. By the sheerest luck, Vijaya had just replaced the video and magazine in his cupboard and was masturbating in the bathroom when he came in. She heard him and went still. Perhaps this would be her chance. After all, if Anjali and the other women could fuck their cousins, so could she.

Vijaya heard him whistling and humming to himself in his family's room. She stole out of the bathroom, flung on a robe and peeped through the keyhole. She saw him open his cupboard and take out the video and magazine. He dumped them on the bed, shut the cupboard, slotted the tape into the video player and set it to rewind. Then he turned to face the full length mirror. Through the keyhole, Vijaya had an unobstructed view of him and his reflection in the glass. She watched as he unbuttoned his denim shirt and drew it off, pulling it out of his jeans. Vijaya bit her lower lip. His body was gorgeous -- broad shoulders, high hips, a narrow waist, a deep chest, a flat belly, thick biceps and arms and legs. His nipples were small and taut and pulled wide and low on either side of the might W that swept his chest. His torso was hairless and she noticed that even his armpits were depilated.

Obviously, he was working out and sculpting his body.

The muscle cuts and ridges were superbly defined. He flexed his arms and shoulders, expanded his chest cracked his muscles. Vijaya's breathing grew heavier and she felt a warm gush between her thighs. In the mirror, Kartik grinned to himself and slowly, sensuously, opened the clasp of his jeans and drew down the zipper. His jeans puddled to his bare feet. Vijaya stifled a groan. His buttocks were taut and firmly rounded, naked under the jock-strap, which bulged at his crotch. Kartik hooked his thumbs in the elastic band of his jock-strap and slowly rolled it down and kicked it off.

Vijaya stuffed her fist in her mouth. It was the first penis she had seen and it was gorgeous. Still limp, it was at least seven inches long and over an inch thick, circumcised. The pornographic magazines she had read told her that circumcised men made better lovers – they lasted longer ... and here was her own cousin, duly circumcised ... if only ... she longed to touch it, feel it, take it in her fingers, lick it, suck it ... she wondered how big it would get.

She found out in minutes. Grinning in the mirror, Kartik began to masturbate, pumping his cock-shaft in his fist, slowly rocking his hips to and fro. As Vijaya watched, gaping, her heart hammering in her chest, her breasts swollen and hard, her nipples rigid, her cunt seeping love-juice, Kartik's cock swelled and lengthened and hardened and rose, grew longer and thicker. His hips jerked back and forth and he groaned thickly, his chest heaving. Vijaya watched with her hands under her robe, one hand on her breasts, the other in her crotch, her finger buried deep in her convulsing cunt.

She saw gunk ooze from the tip in his cock-head and his fingers grew slippery with his seed.

The bell rang. Vijaya jumped, startled, her pulse pounding and, frantically, whipped around and dashed back into her bedroom. She shut the door softly and bent her eye to the keyhole. Through it, across the hall, she saw Kartik step out of his room, still naked, his cock still up hard. He walked quickly across the hall to the front door and looked through the spyglass. A grin spread across his face and he opened the door, shielding his nudity behind it. Someone stepped through and he shut the door quickly and turned with his back to it.

Vijaya gasped. She knew the girl who had just entered. Her name was Shanti and she lived in an apartment across the compound. The families knew each other. She was older than Vijaya, about Kartik's age, and she was, to Vijaya's mind, absolutely gorgeous. She was dusky and slender and tall with a stunningly curved body and finely chiseled features. Her eyes were elongated and almond shaped, lined with *kohl*, her cheekbones were high, her nose was slim and straight and delicate and her lips were full and wide. She had strong, white, even teeth. Her neck was long and graceful and her hair was dark and silky, caught in a flouncing pony tail with a crinkled bright cotton band.

Her limbs were smooth and curved and her breasts were high and ripe, her waist narrow, her hips bell-shaped, her stomach flat and firm. Her hands and feet were elegantly formed. She wore a light cotton button-down blouse tucked into a knee-length pleated skirt. Her feet were in open sandals. She wore a gold necklace, matching ear-studs and a small ring on one finger.

As Vijaya watched, her eyes popping, Shanti smiled and, tilting her face to Kartik, moved closer to him, her hand sliding between his legs, her fingers curling around his throbbing erection.

"And good evening to you, my randy prince," Vijaya heard her say. And then, as she masturbated Kartik, "Oh god, Kartik ... I'm so hot ... I want your cock, baby ... c'mon ... fuck me!"

They kissed, their lust apparent and crackling through the quiet air, and Kartik pulled off her clothes feverishly. She groaned as he fondled her breasts and caressed her buttocks and crotch, squirming against him. They stood in the hall, naked, kissing and fondling each other.

"C'mon ... I've got a new tape. And another pondie. Let's go inside."

"Yes," Shanti groaned. "God yes!"

They hurried to the bedroom, shutting the door behind them, and Vijaya sped out of her hiding place and scurried across the hall and bent her head to the keyhole.

In the room, the tape was playing, one Vijaya had watched and masturbated to not long ago, the story of a lovely young girl called Madhavi. In the scene, she was having sex with a young man, handsome and heavily hung, a youth who cleaned trucks, one she had called up only to fuck her. She was on her knees before him, sucking his cock eagerly and hungrily, pumping his shaft in her fist, rocking her head to and fro before him.

And Shanti was doing the same thing to Kartik.

Vijaya watched, masturbating frantically, as her cousin fucked Shanti's mouth. He rocked her head back and forth with his hands, pumping his hips to and fro, his head flung back, his face creased with pleasure, moaning and grunting loudly.

"Yeh ... c'mon ... suck it, Shanti, bitch ... suck my dick!" Kartik grunted. "Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck yeh ... c'mon ... suck harder, whore ... suck it! Suck my cock! OHHHH uhhh yes! Oh fuck yes!"

Shanti evidently enjoyed sucking cock. She moaned thickly, squeezing her breasts together, then gripped his buttocks and pulled his cock deeper in her mouth. Opening her mouth, her head and eyes tilted up, watching him as he looked down at her, she ran her tongue lasciviously around his bulging cock-head, pumping his shaft in her fist. Kartik pulled her head back to his crotch and she sucked his cock deeper and harder.

He pushed her head away at last, and Shanti got to her feet and they kissed hungrily, fondling each other and then she turned around on her forearms and knees on the bed. On the flickering TV screen, Madhavi was in exactly the same position and her lover was fucking her heavily and deeply from behind. Vijaya watched as her cousin copied the man. He and Shanti were both facing the TV screen now and, kneeling behind her, he shoved his cock slowly into her cunt. Shanti moaned, her head lifting, her eyes closed, biting her lower lip. Her breasts were hot and swollen, her nipples long and stiff. Kartik began to fuck her with deep, skewering thrusts, holding her hips and rocking his own steeply up and down, to and fro, driving his inflamed erection in and out of her flesh. Shanti moaned and gasped, rocking back and forth on all fours, her breasts swollen and pendulous with her gold chain rocking. Her face was suffused with lust, her head turned up, watching the images on the screen, where Madhavi was gasping and moaning thickly as the young man ram-fucked her from behind.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Fuck me! Fuck me, Kartik! Ohhh uhhhh Ohh uhhh oh baby yes! Fuck me!" Shanti cried. "Oh uhh ohma uhhh OHHHH uhhh OHHHH uhh oh yes oh yes oh god yes!"

"Take it ... c'mon, you fucking whore! Take it! Take my cock, you bitch! Take it! Ahhh uhhh ahhh uhhh hnggh uhh ohhhuhh oh fuck yes!"

Vijaya watched them, her hands mauling her breasts, her finger jabbing in and out of her cunt. She bit her lower lip to stifle her moan as her orgasmic spirits went sky rocketing. On the bed, Shanti shuddered and gasped sharply, stiffening, groaning, whimpering and, behind her, Kartik cried out, his head snapping back, his hands digging into the soft flesh of her buttocks and breasts. He rammed his cock into her again and again and then, with a shuddering groan, pulled out of her and, shaking his cock in his fist.

Vijaya watched, groaning softly, as the white, sticky stuff spewed from her cousin's cock-head and spattered his girlfriend's buttocks and back and dribbled in the cleft between her buttocks.

They broke apart and fell on the bed, kissing and fondling each other, and Vijaya rose and sped to her room. She flung herself on the bed and, grabbing a cucumber, turned on her back and, spreading her leg, pushed the rough-skinned vegetable into her slit and masturbated feverishly. She gasped and groaned thickly, her hips bucking and writhing, both hands gripping the cucumber, rocking it steeply in and out of her cunt, her breasts swollen between her arms. Her mind filled with images of Kartik and Shanti and her face was radiant with lust and excitement.

"Yes!" she gasped. "Oh god yes! Fuck me ... fuck me with your cock, Kartik! Fuck my cunt! Fuck me! Fuck me hard, baby! Fuck me like a whore!"

[Ramesh_Rocky]

VijayaLakshmi- A Legion of Sex Ch. 06

THE SECOND shock was even more dramatic.

A few days later, Vijaya came home unwontedly early from school. There were to be drama rehearsal's for the school's annual day and the students who weren't participating were allowed to go home. Vijaya was among them, and she was glad for the opportunity to spend a longer time naked, watching Kartik's pornographic movies, reading his 'pondies', masturbating. Perhaps she might see Kartik and Shanti again. She hurried home feeling increasingly horny, her cunt already moist.

She let herself in with her latchkey and was about to barge into her bedroom when she stopped, a puzzled frown on her face. The door was closed. That itself was unusual. Then she heard voices, a man and a woman, from the other side, a giggle, a chuckle, a sharp gasp. She went still and cold. She knew the voices.

Silently, Vijaya dumped her school satchel on the floor and, dropping to her knees, put her eye to the keyhole.

She almost cried out in shock at what she saw. Her jaw dropped and she stared in disbelief, stuffing her hand in her mouth to stifle her cry. In the room, her sister and her younger uncle, Coomar, were making love.

Actually, they weren't just making love. They were fucking.

It was hot, steamy, feverish, unbridled carnality.

Vijaya moaned softly, unable to tear her eyes from the keyhole. Her heart pounded in her chest. With a stab of shock, she realized that she ought to feel horror, revulsion, something, something *negative*; but the only sense she felt, the one that pervaded her being from head to toe, biting into the innermost recesses of her flesh, was raw, naked lust.

Vijaya's sister was an attractive woman in her early thirties. Her face was pretty, with soft, gentle features, warm eyes, dark hair, a slim nose, a pretty mouth and even teeth. Her body was firm and beautifully curved: her breasts were full and ripe, her belly was flat, her hips and buttocks swelled neatly. Her skin was dusky and smooth.

Coomar was in his early forties. He was the youngest of the three brothers; Vijaya and Sheila's father had been the eldest. Coomar was a dark, handsome man, tall and lean, with strong, aquiline features in a clean-shaven face. His shoulders were wide, the belly hard and trim, the hips narrow and his arms and legs were long and strong, rounded with firm muscles. His torso was covered with a mat of fine dark hair.

His cock was big, eight inches long, an inch thick.

They had obviously been at it for some time, for their bodies shone with sweat in the warm summer air. Coomar was fucking his niece on her back with rapid, yet measured, deeply skewering thrusts. She gasped and cried out, her pretty face suffused with lust, the gold chain around her neck slithering on her naked breasts which were swollen and turgid, the nipples nut-hard. She dug her fingers into his taut biceps as he leaned over her on his outstretched arms and knees, his hips rocking up and down between her forked, splayed thighs, his buttocks flexing and un-flexing rhythmically. Her legs were spread and her knees were bent and her hips heaved in unison with his. Coomar gritted his teeth, his face flushed with tension, his head bent between his corded, rippling shoulders.

"Yeh ... c'mon ... take it ... take it, Sheila, bitch ... take my cock!" he grunted. "Oh yeh ... c'mon, you fucking whore ... take it! Take it all!"

"Ohhh uhhh Oh Uncle Coomar ... yes ... fuck me! Fuck me, baby ... do it, Uncle ... fuck my slit ... ohhh uhhh yeh ... oh fuck yes ... give it to me, Uncle ... c'mon ... shove it in ... ahhh uhhh yeh ... oh yeh ... that's it ... c'mon, baby ... shove your cock right up my cunt ... ahhhhhh uhhh oh fuck yes! OHHHH uhh Ohhh yes ... oh baby yes!"

"OHHH uhh Oh man yeh ... take it, Sheila ... take it! Take my cock ...ohh uhh yeh oh yeh oh fuck yes!"

Faster and faster they went, their bodies rocking and jerking on the bed as Vijaya watched, dumbfounded, her body trembling with excitement. She jerked off her panties and bra and began masturbating frantically, stifling her moans, unable to tear her eye away from the keyhole.

"C'mon Sheila-whore!" Coomar gasped. "Talk to me, bitch! *Talk to me*! Tell me 'bout the others, slut ... *do it*!"

"Yeh ... oh yeh ... that's it ... do it, Uncle Coomar ... fuck my slit ... yeh ... that's it ... just like Uncle Sravan does, baby ... just like he fucks me ... with his fat long cock ... yeh ... that's it ...do it! Fuck me! Fuck me like Kartik does Uncle ... and Jose ... and ... and Harish yes ... ohhh uhhh yes ... c'mon ... fuck me hard, Uncle! Fuck me like a whore!"

Vijaya's ears burned. She could hardly believe what she was hearing. Her sister, her beloved sister ... she ... she slept with ... no, she *fucked* her uncles ... and their sons ... and the servant and ... and even their *brother*! She watched as they slowed, gasping and panting, and broke apart. Sheila turned around on her forearms and knees on the bed and, kneeling behind her, Coomar took his cock in his hand and slowly squeezed it into her cunt. She gasped thickly, gritting her teeth, biting her lower lip, her head rising and turning over her shoulder to her lover. Her breasts hung heavy and swollen and the gold chain around her neck swayed against her chin. Coomar ran his hands up her curved body and squeezed her pendulous breasts, pinching her nipples.

She squirmed her buttocks against his crotch.

"Mm ... ohh yeh ... oh that's good, Uncle ... that's so good," Sheila murmured huskily.

Coomar grinned and, bending forward, his hands squeezing her breasts, jammed his mouth to hers, kissing her deeply, thrusting his tongue in and out of her mouth.

"You still fucking the servant, whore?" he grunted, sweeping his tongue through her ear.

Sheila shuddered, groaned, writhed. "Mm ... whenever I can."

"What's he like?"

"Shankar? Great fuck. Good body, big cock. Bigger than yours or Uncle Sravan's. Not as big as Harish's, but then he's the biggest. You know that's why I first fucked him -- couldn't resist his cock!"

Coomar grinned and straightened, holding her hips, and began fucking her with long, slow, deep thrusts. On all fours beneath him, Sheila gasped, rocking to and fro and back and forth, running her cunt up and down the length of his cock, moving in concert with her uncle. Sheila's face was radiant with lust, her nostrils flared, her mouth open, and she moaned and hissed sexily, mouthing obscenities, goading her lover.

"Yeh ... fuck me, Uncle Coomar ... fuck me like a whore ... like a bitch ... oh god that's so good, baby ... ohhh uhhh yeh c'mon, Uncle, do it! Fuck me hard!"

Grunting, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hips, Coomar began fucking her faster and harder and deeper, rocking his hips against her buttocks with loud slapping sounds, swinging his hips quickly to and fro, flexing and un-flexing his taut buttocks. Vijaya watched, groaning in lust, as her uncle's distended penis appeared and disappeared alternately between the smooth curves of her sister's buttocks, glistening and gleaming with their coital juices. Faster and faster they moved, their cries rising in pitch and volume. Sheila's body jerked and rocked on the bed, her breasts jiggling with Coomar's thrusts. He gritted his teeth and, stretching his arms, gripped her shoulders and began to jerk her body savagely back and forth, yanking her cunt hard up and down on his cock. She cried out, and he gasped, flinging his head back, moving one leg up along her flank, moving faster still.

"Yeh ... take it! C'mon, whore! Take it! Take it, you fucking bitch!" he cried. "Take my cock, slut ... take it all! Ahhhh uhh ahhh uhh oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck uhhh yes ... ohhhh uhhhh yes!"

Sheila began to orgasm and Coomar moaned, wincing and gasping, still rocking his cock furiously in and out of her cunt. Her fingers clawed at the sheets and her buttocks writhed and squirmed in his crotch. Her orgasm ebbed and she moaned, shuddering, swaying drunkenly under her uncle.

"Uncle ... let me ... let me suck you," she moaned. "Cream in my face?"

Coomar grinned and, squeezing her breasts, slid his cock out of her cunt. He got to his feet and she turned on her knees and buried her face between his thighs, taking his cock deep in her mouth and sucking it hungrily. He gasped, his hands on her head, moving it back and forth to suit his pleasure as he pumped his hips to and fro, fucking her face. She evidently enjoyed sucking cock, for she moaned and whimpered deep in her cock-filled throat, pumping his shaft in her fist, her cheeks distended by the bulge of his penis.

"Yeh ... suck it, whore ... suck harder!" Coomar gasped. "C'mon, Sheila, bitch! Suck my dick! Suck it, slut ... suck, suck, *suck!*"

Sheila responded at once, gripping his hips and pulling his cock deeper into her mouth. She teased his buttocks open and pressed a slender finger to his anus. Coomar gasped, his hips twitching violently and, at once, Sheila opened her mouth wide under his cock, running her tongue rapidly and lasciviously around his bulging cock-head, pumping his shaft in one fist. With a shuddering groan, Coomar exploded. On the other side of the door, Vijaya watched, stunned, as her uncle came violently, gasping and moaning, his hips lurching and twitching as the heat spewed in thick, copious, sticky jets from the long slit in his cock-head and into her open mouth.

Her face creased in pleasure as she swallowed it, shaking his cock, spattering her face and breasts with her uncle's seed.

Coomar gasped and sank to the bed and Sheila went down on her back with him. They kissed, gently and deeply, and he fondled her cum-sticky breasts, massaging his seed into her flesh, rubbing her slit with his fingers.

"Fuck me again?" she murmured, sweeping her tongue through his ear, her fingers busy with his cock, her legs open, writhing against her uncle.

"In a bit. Need a break."

She giggled and lapped his nipple tenderly. "You're getting old."

"Mm. Can't be helped."

"Fortunately not too old to have the hots for me."

"Never that."

She smiled. "Can I suck your cock? Get you hard?"

"Try."

He turned on his back and she moved over him, snaking slowly down his body, lapping at his nipples, moving lower, rubbing her lovely breasts against his cock, nuzzling his crotch. He grunted thickly, lying back, eyes closed, one hand on her head, the other toying with her breasts.