Incest Hema - Vivacious Beauty by shanti2010-Completed

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Story :-  Hema - Vivacious Beauty

Written by shanti2010

Theme :-  [b]Group Sex , Anal , Erotic ,[b]Incest/Taboo.[/b][/b]

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Hema - Vivacious Beauty Ch. 01

Hema had recently broke up with her long-time boyfriend, by the name of Ejaaz.

The two had planned to get married, but a disagreement and subsequent argument put an end to any possibility of that.

If Hema had one true weakness in life, it would be the circumcised men. Her knees would turn to jelly and she would most often transform into a submissive kitten around men. The attraction for her simply could not be described. It was so powerful and intense; words would not do justice.

Ejaaz, Hema 's ex-boyfriend, had been more than willing to share her in group-sex settings with two of his friends, Danish  and Kamesh , yes our very own Kamesh - the man who turned the pious Shanti into an evergreen Slut..

These hot three-on-one encounters took place even before Shanti had arrived on the scene. The four friends, at one time, were a very close-knit and tight group.

After her break-up with Ejaaz, however, Hema 's attention seemed to turn towards her pet subject in men , his excellency Kamesh. He wasn't a  like she preferred her men to be, but Kamesh was a nice and good-natured person who appealed to Hema in a special way. It also did not hurt Kamesh's standing with Hema that he always welcomed the idea of her hooking up with any and all men whom she was attracted to, in fact, Kamesh was a voyeur, and he truly got off on watching his Tamil whore get banged around by one or more at the same time.

He also LOVED to watch Hema and Shanti have sex together.

Before meeting Hema , Shanti had never taken part in gang- bang encounters with guys. However, that soon changed. The pair of lovely ladies had been involved in several dual gang-bangs since they had met one another. Shanti loved them almost as much as Hema did. In return, Shanti had introduced

her new lover to the concept of group sex with several other women. Both of them, as you can imagine, were quite happy. We will have an entire chain of episodes devoted to the sluts and their escapades shortly.

To put things simply, two beautiful women were living together and sharing each others' bodies as lovers. In addition, there was basically a constant stream of men who always seemed to find their way to the duo's apartment. Hema and Shanti always left the door open, so to speak, and just about everyone was invited to step inside ...

Earlier this morning, Hema woke up and knew that the time seemed absolutely perfect for a little fun with her three of her boyfriends. She hadn't been double- or triple-banged in a couple of days, which was rather unique for her. Plus, Shanti was in Mysore for the entire day, visiting some family on

this warm, lazy Sunday and most likely was going to seduce her nephew Mani into another long orgy of sex - last time he had wanted her to sleep with his best friend Mathew.

But most of all, Hema awoke with a sexual itch inside herself that needed to be taken care of, however, there was one minor problem - Hema had to work today, at the Real Estate Office. The young woman always put in an eight hour shift on both Saturday and Sunday, unless her sexual schedule dictated otherwise. Though it would be nice to have weekends off, she needed the extra money and those two days were her only chance to work full shifts. Of late she also was getting to know and her sixth sense was telling her that boss Mr. Reddy was trying hard to get into her panty. She noticed in the common rest room they shared between the two rooms, a lot of activity leaving plum spot of semen like substance and the toilet paper dumped in the waste paper basket, had too many stains. She knew it could be for multiple reasons but at work there was no other person like her who could get this juice of a man lie in this state, she was the only real 'turn on'. She knew it was not far - an interlude or an adventure with him - and he was definitely a hunk even at this age of 40+. Well - must be a Khan follower. She sighed at the prospect of this interlude leading to some increase in her compensation package. Only if it could happen fast, after her return from Trivandrum, she was almost broke and living off her parents was not going anywhere, what with her brothers more or less equally dunce and doing little to earn, the only thing they were interested in was sex, and if they did not get it outside, they would take it out on her. Of late she had started to keep a distance from both of them.

But that itch to fuck her two  boyfriends still existed, and needed to be remedied in the worst possible way. Hema was not the type to feign sickness and call off from work, though. So, she simply gave her paramour, Kamesh, a telephone call in the morning and basically told him to round up two of her favorite  studs (Mahroof and Raza) for a late afternoon gang-bang. Raza, by the way, was someone who Hema had recently met. Kamesh was more than happy to oblige; he and Hema set specifics for the encounter and then bid farewell for now - they would meet again at 4:00pm.

Hema 's today of work today at the Office, seemed to drag on forever.

Quitting time could not come soon enough, as Hema knew a short ten minutes later, she would be servicing three guys, all at the same time. The idea made her tingle inside... Hema , however, received some bad news a little after 3:30pm. Her boss, Mr. Reddy, asked her to stay an hour

extra today. The man told Hema that since business was booming today, he needed her stay over for an hour. Although she wanted to get out of here, Hema really had no choice but to say yes. After all, this was her job and she needed to be in good standing with her boss. So, her encounter with the guys would have to wait until 5:00pm or later. She called Kamesh - and let him know.

When the clock finally read 4:45 pm, Hema was all set to go. She was already on her way out the door when her boss, Mr. Reddy, suddenly came up from behind her and asked her to stop. Hema was a bit irritated, but did not let her boss know this. What could he possibly want now? The Office always closed at 5:00pm sharp on Sundays.

"I'd like to see you in my office." he told her.

Hema groaned inwardly but followed Mr. Reddy to his office in the back of the Office. Whatever this was - the Tamil slut told herself - it better be quick. Kamesh, Mahroof and Raza were all waiting for her. Mr. Reddy escorted Hema into his office, and motioned toward one of the chairs situated in front of his big desk. Hema took a seat and slipped her jacket off, then watched as her boss went behind his desk and did the same. He gave her a friendly smile before starting.

"Ms. Hema Balaji , I need to talk to you for a moment," the man said. His voice was somewhat deep and strong; and it caught the submissive side of the young woman. She felt a shiver run through her body as he spoke those particular words.

"Yes?" Hema replied meekly. "What is it, sir?"

The man leaned forward on his desk and looked intently at her. "Earlier, I asked you to stay here an hour extra because we were a little busy today with customers. You did... and for that, I am very grateful."

"That's not a problem, Mr. Reddy," the 27-year-old replied, a bit nervous. She could sense something was up with his tone. "I... I can use the extra money."

"The reason I brought you into my office, Hema , is this... After I asked you to stay a little extra, I watched you go over and make a telephone call using office telephone, a private call. You know that I do not approve of such things while on the clock."

Hema gulped her throat. He sounded very serious. "I'm sorry, Mr. Reddy... I promise I won't do it again. I just had some plans for this afternoon - I wanted to tell my friend that I would be a little late. I wasn't on for long."

She paused and quickly added, "I need this job..."

The man nodded his head and looked at her. "Ahh, yes... plans. Well, since you were using my telephone on my time, I thought I had every right to do a little eavesdropping. And that is what I did..."

Hema 's face suddenly turned white. The telephone call her boss was referring to was the one she had with Kamesh at about 3:35pm. "Eavesdropping? Umm... what did you hear?"

Mr. Reddy let loose a huge smile, at which time Hema 's heart fell in her chest.

"I heard plenty, dear. Hmmm... let's see if I can remember some of what you said. Ahh yes... it's coming back to me now. `Kamesh, Reddy asked me to stay over an hour. I am sorry... I want to get fucked so bad - even more than you. Make sure Mahroof and Raza are ready for me, because I can't wait to get out of here so I can take all three of you on, my pussy has been burning all day long." he bragged.

He then paused, then again let loose another big, lascivious grin. "Yes Ms. Hema Balaji, it was something like that."

Hema felt horribly embarrassed. Never in her wildest dreams did she expect to have this type of conversation with her 40-something boss. It was humiliating...

"You're too good of a worker to fire," the gray-haired man said. "However, that does not excuse you from using the telephone on company time."

"Yes sir, I know," Hema replied, her gaze lowered.

"And especially, using my business line like it is a 1-800 sex line. I don't approve of that, Hema darling. You are to use that line for customer inquiries - ONLY."

"Yes, sir, stunned at his using the word 'darling' " the Tamil slut returned, meekly.

"However, I am a very forgiving man, Hema," Mr. Reddy said in a more upbeat tone. "I am willing to forgive your little transgression... provided you do me one little favor."

Hema 's eyebrows raised as she looked up at him. That tone of voice sounded familiar. "Oh yeah? What's that?"

Hema gasped as her boss stood up from behind his desk. His suit pants were nowhere to be found, and he was stroking a massive erection in his right hand. He pumped his cock several times, gauging Hema 's reaction, then wobbled it before her face. "Take care of this for me, dear." He grinned and added, "You're not the only one in this office who has been wanting to get fucked all day long."

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Something had told her that this was coming and Hema could not stop admiring the prick and inadvertently licked her lips and jiggered at the man. Although he was much older than her, the Tamil slut had always thought of Mr. Reddy as an attractive man. But only recently, though, did any of her ideas about him involve sex. But not so quickly and not now, at least. That cock sure looked delicious, Hema told herself...

"What would you like me to do, sir?" the Tamil slut asked in a sweet, tender tone.

Reddy grinned, knowing he had this grade-A piece of ass under his clamps. "Why don't you come over here and let me help you out of that outfit? It would be like unwrapping an early birthday present."

"Of course, sir," Hema squealed, getting out of her seat before making her way over to him. The young woman closed the distance between them, and immediately grasped her boss' thick cock while grinding her large, firm pair of breasts upon his chest. Reddy smiled, knowing he had stumbled across a literal gold mine here. Reddy used both hands to grope and squeeze Hema 's firm breasts through her thin blouse. He smiled down at her, as she continued to stroke his big cock with her right hand.

"I've dreamed about this moment since I hired you, honey."

"Too bad it didn't happen earlier," the Tamil slut giggled.

"From now on... when I feel horny at work, I know who to turn to... YOU! And you know that this will cost you double of the weekly wages you pay me currently."

"Oh yes," Reddy moaned, unbuttoning Hema 's blouse. His eyes were wide, bulging with lust, as he slipped the garment from his employee's shoulders. Hema continued to pump his cock while the man unsnapped her bra in back, and quickly got rid of it. What was unveiled was the most perfect set

of bare breasts the man had ever laid his eyes upon. The 40-something man continued to gawk at the sight of Hema and her perfect breasts, until she used her free hand to pull his head down to hers, for a searing kiss. Reddy's tongue dove right into Hema 's sweet mouth upon lip contact, while his hands closed over her 37-sized breasts and began massaging both with great eagerness and passion.

Meanwhile, Hema continued to pump her boss' cock with her right hand. The 27-year-old could feel it pulsate wildly in her grasp - and knew she could make him cum at anytime. But, that was not on her agenda at the moment. She wanted to make her boss last - and enjoy this.

The duo's lips were locked together in a vacuum-type seal. Both were kissing each other with wild abandon, their tongues dancing and dueling in passionate bliss. It wasn't too long, though, until Hema wanted to use her lips and mouth on the throbbing erection which she still pumped in her hand. After breaking the kiss with him, the Tamil slut dropped to her knees, which elicited a loud moan from Reddy.

Hema did not waste any time, however, as she quickly took the man's bulging cock into her mouth and bobbed away on its tip. The young woman's brown eyes shined with desire as she looked up at her boss, her lips and mouth busy savoring the taste and feel of his erection. The beautiful and innocent looking Hema had suddenly been transformed into a very skilled and thorough cock-sucker - much to her boss' delight.

Never before did Hema dream of servicing Mr. Reddy like this. As for the moment, though, Hema 's boss was the center of her universe. She had forgotten all about Kamesh, Mahroof and Raza - at least, temporarily.

Reddy, still wearing his dress shirt and tie, reached down with both hands and grabbed Hema 's head as she worked feverishly upon his erection. The enchantress bobbed her head back-and-forth at a quick pace, while never taking her eyes away from her boss' face.

Meanwhile, Hema was using two fingers from her left hand to tease and play with the man's hairy testicles. She would trap the delicate flesh between her fingertips and twiddle away, which sent shock waves of pleasure through Reddy.

Both individuals were really enjoying themselves... Hema 's boss let loose a wild, uncontrollable moan as she swallowed the entire length of his cock into her mouth, and began deep-throating him.

He looked down and noticed those big brown eyes, ablaze with passion, staring right back at him as the young woman tried to simply devour his shaft.

Reddy used his hands and pushed Hema 's head away from his cock, her mouth releasing it in the process.

The vixen looked up at him, wondering if she did something wrong, "That was the best blowjob I've ever had," Reddy told her, panting. "But I'm going to cum very soon... I can feel it." He paused and added, "I'd like to do it inside of your hot little pussy, Hema Balaji."

Hema smiled sweetly at him.

"Will you do me over the desk, sir?"

Another bolt of electric lust went throughout Reddy's body with those mere words. "Of course I will, dear. Why don't you stand up, and turn around here? I need to finish unwrapping my birthday present, first."

Hema grinned as she stood and turned toward the desk, her back to the man. She placed both of her hands upon the hard, oak-wood top, then bent over at the waist until her front was touching the surface as well. She immediately felt her boss' big, strong hands groping and squeezing her firm, rounded ass

through the black pair of ladies' dress pants she wore.

Reddy quickly reached around Hema 's slender waist and undid her belt, then slipped it off. Next, he quickly pulled her dress pants down, followed by the G-string that she wore. Reddy was witness to a perfectly-proportioned ass, and the sexiest pair of long legs he had ever seen on a woman. This 27-year-old was heavenly, he told himself. Hema stepped out of her pants and G-string, then spread her legs further apart and jutted her ass outward, in a very provocative manner. Reddy had to do a double-take - his body alive with unspeakable passion.

The man did take a quick step backward, though, and grinned to himself. This was incredible. Here he was, an older man (44, to be exact), with a young, Tamil slut bombshell leaned over his desk, waiting for him to fuck her. Reddy loved the sight of that ass, too - it was perfect. He could really do so many things right now with her in such a position. The man could fuck her pussy or ass, give her a really hard spanking, or kneel down and use his tongue to please her orally. Judging by that telephone call which he earlier eavesdropped on, Reddy knew his gorgeous, young employee would not object to anything he chose to do to her.

However, as he stated earlier, Reddy really wanted to shoot his pent-up sperm into Hema 's tender pussy.

The 27-year-old closed her eyes and sighed as she felt Reddy grasp her hips with both hands, then drive his big cock into her pussy. "Oh yes..." Hema moaned as her boss slid his entire length into her, slowly. She licked her lips, which were still moist from the earlier blowjob, then let out a very deep and content sigh. Hema sprawled her arms out across the desktop, her large breasts squished upon the oak wood-surface, as Reddy began to pump himself in and out of her at a steady pace. "That's it, sir!" she urged him, the lust level inside her building. "Fuck me! Fuck me harder, sir!"

"With pleasure!" Reddy growled as he fiercely gripped her ass, then began to thrust his cock into her pussy at a blistering pace. Still leaning over the desk, Hema reached back with both hands and spread her asscheeks apart, allowing her boss the deepest penetration possible.

"YES!" Hema screamed in wild passion. "YES! FUCK ME!"

This was Reddy' version of paradise. For a long time, he had lusted after Hema and dreamed of having her in this type of situation. He never thought it would come to pass, though. This was simply incredible for him.

"What a fucking slut!" Reddy roared as he continued to pound his cock in-and-out of her from behind. "When I first hired you, I should have made you start doing me these sexual favors right away! You love it, you fucking slut!"

"YES SIR!" Hema screamed, her body nearing the point of orgasm. "FROM NOW ON, SIR!"

Reddy let out a booming growl, then thrust himself into Hema one final time before grasping her hips with all the strength in his hands. Then, he just let loose... his cock exploding - firing spurt after spurt of hot jism deep within the confines of the Tamil slut's pussy.

Meanwhile, Hema was experiencing an orgasm of her own.

With her eyes closed and face flushed with pure ecstasy, she grinded her ass upon Reddy' pelvis as he continued to empty his seed into her. Both individuals screamed and roared in mutual release, then things began to slow down.

Eventually, Reddy withdrew his cock from Hema 's pussy and leaned forward, against her body, to support himself. He then let out a content sigh, and took a seat in his chair while Hema continued to lean over the desk, her shapely hips shuddering in the aftermath. The man reached out with his right hand and caressed her perfect ass.

"I've never had it any better," Reddy moaned, a grin on his face. "Never before in my life..."

"It was great for me too, sir." Hema whimpered.

"I'd love for you to spend the entire weekend with me, dear, I will give you a week doubled salary only for that one weekend with me." the man said, now running his fingertips through Hema 's silky, long-flowing Tamil slut hair. "But you have your three guys to go and see."

Those words made the vixen suddenly remember her stable of boyfriends. She glanced at the clock, which read 5:27pm.

Kamesh, Mahroof and Raza were probably worried about her...

"Yes, I do." Hema said, still not moving from the desk. "In fact, I was supposed to be there 15 minutes ago."

"Tell me, honey... do you gang-bang them?"

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"Yes, sir. I take all three at once..."

Reddy let out another moan. "You're still my employee and best salesperson, dear, but I want you to know that things will be a bit different around here from now on... especially between you and me. I can PROMISE you that."

"Yes, sir... and I'm looking forward to it."

"Drop this gang - and go home - pack your bags and come with me - we will go to Yellahanka to my private farmhouse- I promise a wild weekend - with 2 of my best body guards- they are also  guys and young - just 21 years but all with six Abs. They will give you the fuck of your lifetime and I will give you double your week's salary" he proposed.

"Make it 4 times - I need that money and will drop these guys and will be with you" Hema tried her luck.

"You greedy Tamil slut - okay - done. Now scamper and come back by 8 pm. We have to leave." he was going to have the sex of his life time - the 44 year old man.

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Hema - Vivacious Beauty Ch. 02

Hema walked through the door home from a long day at work just in time to hear the phone ring. "I wonder who that could be," she thought as she hurried to the phone.

"Hello," the beautiful young wife said.

"Hi Hema," returned a male voice.

Hema said pleasantly, "Oh hi Srini. I'm afraid Balu isn't here. Tonight he has class." Srini was a friend of Hema's husband and was a real estate broker.

Srini replied, "That's OK Hema. Actually, it was you that I wanted to talk to."

Srini had been after Hema to help him show property for some time. Srini knew from watching other female agents that Hema had the potential to be a good agent. She was young, only 26 years old and a bit shy but she had a pleasant personality.

The thing that convinced Srini of her potential was her looks. Hema was a very attractive woman. Srini just knew that she could charm the socks off any prospective male buyer.

She stood 5'4" with gorgeous legs and a 38DD-26-38 figure. Her reddish brown hair framed a beautiful face and hazel eyes. So far Srini had been unable to interest Hema in changing careers.

Srini continued, "Listen, I have an opportunity for you and I think you'll like it."

"You want me to show a house," guessed Hema.

"Yes, but before you give me your answer hear me out," said Srini.

"OK," said the tired wife.

Srini continued, "I have a client named Suman Sharma who is in town looking at houses. He's fairly young and yet he's looking at property in the 400 thousand range. I'd show the property myself but I've got a conflict this evening. You're my only hope. If you make the sale I'll give you three percent of the sales price. That comes to about twelve lakhs. What do you say?"

Hema was dumbfounded, "You mean twelve lakh rupees?"

"That's right," confirmed Srini.

Hema thought for a moment about how she could use that money before saying, "What do I have to do, Srini?"

Srini replied, "I have two properties for you to show him. All you have to do is open the door and lead him through each one. Point out what catches your eye in a positive way. Both places are empty so you won't have owners to deal with."

Hema said, "Sounds pretty easy."

Srini continued, "It should be a snap. If you can get him to buy one of the properties the commission is yours."

Hema thought for just a moment then said, "OK Srini, I'll do it. What's next?"

Srini replied, "I'll call Suman and tell him that you'll meet him at his hotel at seven then I'll drop over the packet of all you'll need. Sound OK?"

"Sounds fine," answered Hema.

Srini added, "Oh, and Hema, Suman is the type who appreciates an attractive woman. Put on a nice outfit if you can."

"OK Srini," said Hema a little annoyed.

"I'll see you in a half hour with the packet," said Srini before hanging up.

"Nice outfit," Hema said to no one still a little annoyed. She didn't really like the idea of dressing up for a man other than her husband, but for twelve lakhs it was worth it.

Hema headed quickly for the bedroom. She took off her clothes and stepped into the shower. Ten minutes later she had dried and was going through her closet looking for the "nice outfit". Hema naturally assumed that Srini had meant "sexy outfit". After a few moments she found what she thought Srini had in mind. It was one of her husband's favorites.

Hema started with a matching white bra and panty set. The panties were a very brief thong variety and the bra was lacy and sheer. Over the bra Hema put on a figure hugging white blouse. She added a pair of self-supporting hair simmering band. Hema finished with her red saree and inch red heels. The petticoat was short and came to mid thigh and the blouse was backless cut to her waist. Hema's large bulging bust put quite a strain on the blouse buttons. The overall effect was that of business attire but very very sexy business attire.

Hema checked herself in the mirror for a moment and felt satisfied that Srini would be pleased. She finished applying her makeup and fluffing up her hair just as he rang the doorbell.

"Wow," said Srini when Hema opened the door. "You look wonderful,just perfect," he added.

Hema blushed and said, "Thanks, Srini, please come in."

Srini walked through the door watching Hema's fantastic ass as she showed him to the living room. "This is going to work out great," he thought.

He hadn't said anything to Hema about the fact that his client had asked that Srini find a hot babe to show him around. Srini knew about Hema's shy and reserved nature and didn't want to frighten her away from the task at hand.

They sat down together on the sofa and went over the floor plans and contracts.

Srini couldn't resist sneaking peeks at Hema's great figure as they talked. "Balu's a lucky fellow," he thought. After fifteen minutes Srini had to leave for his engagement. He noted that Hema seemed enthusiastic about the showing. Srini was pleased with that.

No sourpuss ever sold anything.

As Srini left the house he said, "I'll be done around 9:30. I'll check back here then."

Hema said cheerfully, "Thanks Srini. I appreciate the opportunity you're giving me."

As Srini waved goodbye, he thought to himself, "Its me who should be thanking you." Srini knew that Suman Sharma would not be a buyer without Hema's help.

It suddenly occurred to him that Suman may have had something else in mind when he requested that a hot babe show him around. Srini dismissed the notion and headed off to his engagement.

Hema was standing in the lobby of Suman Sharma' hotel when two men approached. Hema had told Suman when she phoned from the lobby that she was wearing red. It really wasn't necessary because she was the only woman waiting in the lobby.

"Hi Hema," said Suman.

Hema jerked around, slightly started and paused while she took in the man offering his hand. Finally she lifted her hand to his and said, "Hi, you must be Mr. Sharma." Hema was not expecting the very handsome man now standing before her.

She felt the rush of blood through her veins. Suman Sharma appeared to be in his early thirties with sandy brown hair and crystal blue eyes.

He was tall and very fit and was dressed casually in shorts and a golf shirt.

Suman smiled and said, "Mr. Sharma is my father. Please call me Suman." He gestured to his companion and added, "This is my business associate Rashid Qureshi. He's here to keep me in line."

Hema turned to look at the man and found him to be equally attractive. She smiled a little nervously and said, "Its nice to meet you.."

"Rashid," he interrupted. Rashid was dressed similarly to Suman. Hema wondered now if she was a little too dressed up. She noticed both men looking her body over in the way that men usually did.

"Rashid," she agreed with a nervous giggle. Hema felt the heat in her cheeks and new that she was blushing. She realized that despite her saree attire the men seemed to be pleased with her appearance, must be the backless blouse and the saree itself, gone was the annoyance that she felt earlier about having to wear a "nice outfit". Now she felt proud of her figure and was pleased that the men had noticed. She felt a tingle between her legs. She tried to ignore it.

After the awkward pause Hema said, "Gentlemen, if you would like I can drive you to the properties that Srini suggested."

Suman responded, "That won't be necessary Hema, my driver Bhiku can get us there if you give him the directions."

Hema and the two men left the hotel through the front door and found Bhiku and a stretch limousine parked at the curb. The large Tribal man quickly opened the door and Hema disappeared into the car. Before both men entered, they gave each other a wink.

They were very pleased with their hostess.

Hema learned on the way to the first property that Suman wanted this house for the occasions when he would be doing business in town.

It seemed that Mr. Sharma was very wealthy and had homes in several cities. He required a home that he could entertain in and wasn't interested in anything that was suited for a family. He was not married.

They arrived at the first property and Hema began her best sales pitch. She was a little annoyed that the air conditioning was not operating as it was early August and very hot. After ten minutes of the sweltering heat Hema asked the men if they would mind terribly if she removed her jacket. Both men quickly made it plain that they wouldn't mind one bit.

Hema smiled nervously at their eagerness.

Rashid offered to hold Hema's information folder as she unbuttoned her jacket. Both men sighed as the bulge of her magnificent bust was uncovered. The shear blouse did little to hide the lacy bra underneath and the red saree was more disturbing and little assistance. Hema removed her jacket, folded the garment over her arm and thanked Rashid for his assistance with her papers.

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Suman and Rashid followed Hema around the house as she pointed out things. They looked at her as much as the house.

She was not oblivious to the looks they were stealing. She felt flattered at the attention. She felt good knowing that the two handsome men appreciated her body. Hema could now feel dampness between her legs. She reminded herself that she was a married woman but the tingle between her legs persisted.

It became clear soon enough that this property was more suited for a family and not for a bachelor using the place for business entertaining. Hema suggested that they move on to the next property. As Hema approached the car Bhiku held the door open.

It was clear from his expression that he liked Hema better without her jacket. Suman winked at him as Hema entered the car and Bhiku returned the wink.Ten minutes later they were standing in front of the second property.

This house seemed to suit Suman's needs more. Hema was thrilled when Suman said, "This is exactly what I'm looking for." She could feel that twelve grand in her hands already and was thinking of ways to spend it.

Finally Suman suggested that they find a place to talk about the terms of the sale. He asked Hema if she could suggest a nice restaurant for them to get a bite and talk.Moments later the trio was seated in one of Hema's favorite places.

They had a nice meal and spent most of the time talking about the city and Hema. She found herself enjoying the two men'sattention a great deal. After a couple of glasses of wine Hema had really loosened up. Suman and Rashid noticed this and began to compliment Hema on her beauty. She returned the compliment suggesting that a woman couldn't have two more handsome companions.

After Hema had finished the compliment she wondered how she could have been so bold. Too many glasses of wine were the answer but she didn't seem to care.

She was having a great time and she liked the two men. She liked them a lot. Hema couldn't help letting her eyes linger over her companion's bodies. She sensed that the crotch of her panties was now soaked. She couldn't remember that happening since the first few dates with her husband.

Hema struggled to get a hold of her own self and despite her shy nature she was a very passionate woman. Until tonight that passion had been directed solely at her husband Balu. Hema couldn't believe how wonderful she felt being with these men.

Finally she managed to collect her thoughts. She realized that there was business to attend to. One positive effect of the alcohol was added confidence. She was now determined to do whatever was necessary to make the sale. That very thought caused yet another tingle to be felt between her legs.

Hema chose a lull in the conversation to say, "So Suman, can I get you to sign a contract on the second property."

Suman smiled at Hema and her direct question and said, "Hema, I like the house a lot but I'm not sure I can agree to all of the details of the purchase."

Hema looked into Suman's eyes and said, "I see." After a moment she added, "You are welcome to make any offer you like."

Hema thought to herself, "I wonder what would satisfy him."

Suddenly, an amusing thought crossed her mind. She made a mental note to try to suppress her hormones.

Suman noticed a little gleam in Hema's eyes. He frowned, looked away from Hema and said, "Well, I would like to discuss a few points with Srini if I could."

Hema glanced at her watch and replied, "Srini is supposed to meet me back at my house in a few minutes. I would be happy for you to come by and discuss this further with Srini if you're sure I can no longer be of assistance." Hema surprised herself again with the suggestive comment.

She couldn't believe the effect these men were having on her.

Suman's attention returned to the beautiful woman as she spoke. He thought he noted a suggestive smile at the end of Hema's last statement. He wondered if the assistance that she implied was the type that he really wanted from her. Suman wasn't sure. Hema had been very business like and her manner, until recently, had been a little reserved if not shy.

Was it possible that she would use herself to close the deal and he decided to play out this possibility, Suman looked seriously at Hema and said, "It's possible that you can satisfy my needs, Hema and if you don't mind perhaps we could go to your home and discuss things further. If I'm not satisfied then maybe Srini can work things out."

Hema allowed a brief smile to form before she said, "That would be fine with me." She added, "Oh, would you drop me back to my car at the hotel?"

Suman replied, "Ah, don't worry about it. I'll have Bhiku see to it that its delivered back to your home safe and sound."

Hema smiled and thanked Suman. He called for the bill and twenty minutes later they were sitting comfortably in Hema's living room. Suman and Rashid sat on the sofa and Hema sat in a chair facing the two men. It was well past 9:30 and Srini hadn't arrived yet.

Suman had already explained to Hema that the financial aspects of the deal were not a concern.

This bit of information confirmed the suspicions Hema had about this deal.

She thought back to the conversation at the restaurant. She recalled the looks she received from the two men and the fact that Srini had requested that she handle this showing. It was all pointing to one thing. Hema knew what was at stake and what was necessary to close the deal.

Hema asked, "What have I missed? Are you sure there isn't something I can do to help you make your decision?"

Again, Suman noticed that smile. He also noticed that several buttons on Hema's blouse were now undone displaying a heavenly cleavage. Suman looked up at the ceiling and calculated his statement.

Finally he said, "I think there is something you can do, Hema. I am aware that you stand to make several thousand dollars commission on this sale. I'll see to it that your commission is doubled if you satisfy my conditions for purchase."

Hema uncrossed her legs and then crossed them again allowing her short skirt to ride up. She smiled as she played with the next buttoned button on her blouse and said, "That's very generous Suman.

You can count on me to do whatever is necessary to make the sale."

Suman and Rashid sat on the sofa watching Hema play with her button.

Suman said, "I'm very glad to hear that Hema." As Suman spoke, Hema began to slowly unbutton the remainder of the buttons on her blouse.

Suman continued, "I can see that we think alike. I am certain that it will be a great pleasure doing business with you."

Hema stood up in front of the two men and removed her saree and the blouse. Again the two men sighed at the site of her fabulous bust now only covered by her lacy strapless bra. With only a small pause, Hema began to slowly lower her short petticoat.

Suman and Rashid took the opportunity to remove there cocks from their shorts while Hema did her strip tease. Suman still wasn't quite sure if Hema intended more than just a strip tease. He hoped that she was savvy enough to know that his intentions were to have sex with her.

When Hema caught site of the two large specimens of cock flesh her passions ignited.

Hema swooned and began to rub her very wet mound. Her other hand began to pinch her nipples, first one then the other. She no longer remembered who she was. The alcohol and the circumstances had turned her into nothing more than a female in heat. She could think of nothing more than those two big cocks and her very wet cunt.

Suman stroked his big cock as he watched the beautiful and sexy woman rubbing herself before him. He was rock hard and ready. Hema couldn't take her eyes off Suman's eight inch pole. Slowly she moved closer to Suman until she stood over him. Hema looked Suman right in the eye as she rubbed her cunt with her right hand and massaged her big tits with the left.

Hema broke eye contact and looked down between her heaving tits to her mound. Suman's eyes followed as did Rashid's.

Slowly, Hema pulled aside the panties covering her cunt showing the men what was underneath. She used both hands to open up her slick opening so that both men could see just how hot and juicy she was and as Suman watched the wonderful site he noticed that Hema was getting closer and closer and soon her slick opening hovered over his very hard cock but only for an instant.

A second later Hema had impaled herself on the shaft. It slid into her buttery hole with no effort at all. "Oh YES," she bellowed. To make the sale Hema WAS willing to go all the way. Her reward was an instant fiery burst of sensations that consumed her.

Hema's orgasm was one of the largest that she could remember when she could remember again. Suman held on tight as she shook and vibrated from her head down to her toes. He'd never seen anything like it.

Hema began to frantically bounce up and down on Suman's cock. She made grunting noises with each plunge. Suman reached around and unhooked Hema's bra. She pulled it the rest of the way off allowing her big tits to escape. Hema pulled Suman's head into her bosom and smothered him as she pumped up and down on his shaft. Suman had remarkable staying power considering the treatment he was getting from the sexy overheated woman.

Two minutes later Hema was again climaxing. She screamed, "God, it feeeeeellllss ssoooo gggoooooddd." Once she had returned from bliss, Suman pulled her off his cock. Hema was clearly disappointed.

Rashid got off the sofa to give the couple more room. He sat in the chair and watched as Suman removed Hema's panties and then pulled her pussy over his mouth. He had to taste what had been giving off that wonderful aroma. Hema's sex was covered with the juices of two orgasms. Suman dove in and was soon in heaven. Hema moaned loudly as his tongue began to work on her clit.

"That's it. Lick it. Oh, that feels so wonderful," said Hema. She mashed her pussy into Suman's face to make tighter contact. Hema finally opened her eyes and noticed Suman's throbbing cock in front of her. She pulled herself into the classic 69 position and began to return the favor to Suman. She slurped his cock with abandon.

After licking the shaft from head to balls, she took the shaft into her throat and just held it there for safe keeping. Hema concentrated on the wonderful job Suman was doing on her clit while squeezing his cock with her throat muscles. Finally, she came up for air before running through the same routine again.

Suman couldn't believe what Hema was doing to his cock. He knew that if she kept up this treatment that he would blow his load.

Hema paused as she licked Suman's shaft to examine his large balls.

She observed, "Oooh Suman, it looks like your balls are swollen with sperm. God, I'd love to have you fill my body with your cum."

Hema's words inflamed Suman. They also perked Rashid's interest. What male would dismiss a female's craving of his sperm and it's biology. If a female wants it then she should have it. Suman lifted the still slurping Hema off him and laid her on her back on the sofa. He wasted no time in burying his cock deep inside Hema's pussy.

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Suman began to fuck her hard and she lifted her pelvis to meet each of his strokes.

Hema alternated rubbing her clit, pinching her nipples and pinching Suman's nipples. She encouraged Suman by begging, "Give it to me, baby. I want it hard and fast."

Each panting word from Hema inflamed Suman more and more. They continued to thrust into each other for several minutes before Suman announced, "Here it comes, baby."

Hema moaned back, "Fill me up with your sperm, Suman." With one last thrust Suman complied with Hema's request. She climaxed a second time as she felt his final thrust. His ass clinched with each pumping squirt that soaked deep into Hema's womb.

Eight squirts later he relaxed on top of Hema and kissed her passionately on the lips as there were juices mixed, so did their tongues. It was complete intimacy.

Suman finally broke the kiss and said, "Baby, you are fantastic. I haven't had a fuck like that in a long time."

Hema smiled and said, "We're not through yet stud. I'm just getting started."

Suman chuckled, glanced at Rashid and said, "Re-enforcement's?"

Rashid was ready. He said, "Stand aside Suman, if you please."

Hema was a bit puzzled but quickly realized that Suman was passing the baton to Rashid. Her first thought was that she wanted another round with Suman but the altered plan seemed fine. She thought, "If Rashid is half as good as

Suman then they can trade off as long as they want."

Rashid started by kissing Hema's large tits. She moaned as he let his teeth pull gently at her nipples. Hema caressed his head with her hands as he put love bites all over her tits. She was heating up again.

She pulled Rashid away from her tits and kissed him passionately. Rashid's cock grazed Hema's thigh and left a trail of pre-cum. She began to hump her cum filled cunt toward Rashid's cock. We little help from Rashid Hema's cunt was able to hunt down the head of his cock.

Rashid did the rest and plunged in smoothly.

Rashid fucked Hema as vigorously as Suman did. His cock was the same length as Suman's but slightly thinner.

Hema's tight box could barely tell the difference between the two. Hema's brain was yet again in sexual ecstasy. She came for a third time as she bellowed, "Fuck me hard. Give it to me, baby. I'm cuuummmmmmiinnnngg."

Mid-way through Rashid and Hema's fuck Suman realized that Hema was a very passionate and possibly insatiable. He was glad. He would be paying her a sizable sum and wanted to get his money's worth. Suman made it a point to reward his employee's whenever possible.

This situation would give him the opportunity. Hema was already working over Rashid and he was enjoying himself immensely. Suman felt he should allow Bhiku to have the same enjoyment. While Hema and Rashid were in the throws of ecstasy he slipped on his pants and left the house to find Bhiku. A moment later the two men reentered the house to find Hema sucking enthusiastically on Rashid's cock. Bhiku couldn't believe his eyes.

Rashid was nearing his first climax. He croaked, "Hema, you do that so well. You're about to get a reward."

Hema pulled the cock from her mouth and stroked it while she said, "Oh baby, let me taste your juice."

Rashid's first squirt splashed against Hema's face. She quickly latched onto the cock head and sucked the remainder of Rashid's cum out of his cock. Her actions caused Rashid to shiver all over and jerk out of control.

He involuntarily jerked his cock from Hema's mouth.

Fortunately, she had sucked him dry.

Hema looked up at Suman and noticed Bhiku for the first time. She smiled and said, "More help, eh Suman?" She sat up and motioned for Bhiku to come closer. She worked his uniform trousers down to his feet while he removed his coat and shirt. Bhiku stepped out of his pants and slipped off his loafers. Hema slowly worked his boxers down exposing a very large cock.

It had to be ten inches long and very thick.

Hema immediately attacked the long fleshy tube. She could only get about four inches into her mouth. It was simply too thick. Hema satisfied her lust by licking the shaft from head to root.

She took Bhiku's massive balls into her mouth and sucked on them.

Hema commented, "Oooh, I'll bet these balls have enough seed in them to drown me. God, what a way to go. It might be worth it." Suman and Rashid watched with amazement as the sex crazed woman bathed Bhiku's cock and balls with her tongue. Hema had Bhiku raise one leg and place it on the back of the sofa to give her better access. This allowed her to work behind Bhiku's balls and swab down his asshole. The trio of men had never seen a woman this hot.

Finally, Hema said, "Bhiku, I want this thick bat of yours in my pussy now."

Bhiku didn't have to be told twice. Hema was back on her back and Bhiku had the huge head of his cock knocking at Hema's pussy.

He thrust in and in and in. She took the entire length. The woman was designed to take cock and a lot of cock. She swooned and shivered with the very full penetration.

One stroke later and Hema screamed, "Fuck, I'm cuuummmiinnnggg."

Bhiku didn't stop. He began to saw into Hema as she flopped around on the sofa. She was in a sexual frenzy. She seemed to be having a continuous orgasm. She moaned and grunted trying to communicate but nothing was getting through.

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Bhiku seemed to be able to go on forever. Suman and Rashid watched as Bhiku tortured Hema for fifteen minutes before blowing his load up her cunt. Hema was out of it after Bhiku had finished. It took her a couple of minutes to be able to form a sentence.

Finally Hema croaked, "God, was that great." She sat up and several large globs of cum bubbled out of her pussy and dripped onto the floor.

Rashid said, "Look at that drooling pussy would you."

Hema scooped up what she could from her pussy and fed it to her mouth. She groaned with each taste as though she was tasting an expensive dessert. "I see you're doing all you can to please the client," said Srini. Suman had answered the door while Bhiku was rewiring Hema's circuits.

Now Srini had walked up to where Hema was sitting and eating her snack.

Hema jerked her head up in the direction of the new male voice.

Srini's thick cock met her face to face. Before she could say anything and Srini put the head of his cock in her mouth. Still somewhat in a sexual daze, Hema began to slurp Srini's cock with wild abandon.

Srini said, "I've dreamed of this Hema ever since I met you and you've exceeded my dreams. Wow, does your mouth feel good."

Hema looked up into Srini's eyes and she smiled around his cock. Srini continued, "As wonderful as your mouth feels, I would like to try another hole. It looks like the clients have done an admirable job on your pussy. I think I'd like to try your asshole."

Hema pulled Srini's cock from her mouth and said, "Oh yeah Srini, fuck my ass."

Hema turned around and put her knees on the sofa and rested her arms on the back of the sofa. Srini scooped up some of the still flowing juices from Hema's pussy and rubbed them on her asshole.

Hema had left Srini's cock slimy with her saliva so he was good to go. Slowly he eased his tool into Hema's ass. He gave her plenty of time to adjust to his thick cock.

After a couple of slow strokes Srini let Hema have it. He looked like a locomotive pumping into her. Hema began to whine and whimper with the onslaught. She had an orgasm the minute he started slamming her.

Hema began to get used to the pumping. The sensations she was feeling had leveled off to constant fire of pleasure. Most of the time her gaze was fixed over her shoulder at Srini's face or the shaft that penetrated her. Her gaze was broken at one point when Bhiku groaned and said, "Man, what a fine piece of ass."

Hema looked up and smiled at Bhiku and crooked a finger at him.

He walked around the sofa and stood in front of Hema. She didn't hesitate to take Bhiku's semi hard cock into her mouth. She began to make a mess of his cock and her mouth.

Saliva was flying about and her grunts filled the air. Bhiku's face was a torture of pleasure. He gasped, "Whoa, can this bitch suck cock." After five minutes he filled Hema's mouth and she swallowed the entire load.

Rashid was next in her mouth after a small adjustment on the couch. Suman had slipped under Hema and now had his cock up her cunt.

Srini continued in her ass and Rashid plugged her mouth. Now Hema's squeals were muffled but they still indicated her climaxes.

They seem to be coming with regularity now that three cocks filled her body.

The men developed a rhythm and kept Hema trapped between them. She had nowhere to go but ecstasy.

Srini, Suman and Rashid plowed ahead keeping the hot female quivering between them. Hema's circuits were now on overload.

She was reaching the limits of her ability to take pleasure and stay conscious. Fortunately for her, the men were nearing their end as well. Rashid was first delivering another foamy load into Hema's mouth. She tried to swallow it all but she was too overwhelmed by the other stimulation.

Srini was next.

He wanted to finish in Hema's mouth as well and she obliged him missing only a few drops of his gooey load. Now unencumbered, Suman began to slam the sexually overloaded woman down hard on his cock.

Hema's energy had been depleted to the point that she was only able to muster a whimper at the final onslaught.

A few strokes more and Suman added another load to the beautiful woman's womb.

Hema collapsed against Suman totally exhausted. Only one thing could have caused Hema to snap her head around.

"Well well God. It looks like you're been having a party without me," said Hema's husband Balu as he leaned against the door jam.

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Hema - Vivacious Beauty Ch. 03

Ashok rings the doorbell and waits. Before the chimes fade, the door opens and he steps through. It clicks shut quickly behind him and he smiles at his hostess. Her name is Hema and she is an attractive woman in her late twenties with a ravenous sexual appetite. Hema's husband is a prosperous businessman. He has a factory in a small industrial zone some distance from Chernnai. He travels a great deal on work.

The direct result of this is that the sex in Hema's marriage is infrequent, though excellent when she has it. Jayesh, her husband, is a powerful and demanding lover with considerable skill and stamina. He fucks her superbly and she loves it, for she has always loved sex since she was sixteen and first hungry for the experience. She knows, too, that Jayesh has several mistresses, and is regularly unfaithful to her, though they do not speak of it. Hema sees no reason to deprive herself, given the circumstances. Fortunately, they have no children, and she has the liberty to indulge herself, which she does, taking lovers as she pleases.

She has a small, independent consultancy and she meets several people during her work and has no trouble in finding lovers. Her favourites, though, are still the servants. She loves their hard bodies and demanding manner, the easy dispensation with social niceties and small chat.

She is fair-skinned and attractive with a round, smiling face. She has long, dark hair that she invariably wears in a tidy bun on the back of her head. Her eyes are deep brown and full of sparkle. She wears a red *bindi* in the middle of her broad forehead. Her lips are soft and full, her nose straight, if a trifle broad, but sweet on her all the same. She wears no makeup and looks clean and soft and desirable.

Her body has grown fleshy and ripe with time. Her breasts are heavy and full. She wears *sari*s with tight blouse and her breasts strain at the confines of the cloth, jutting out over the lower hem that runs hard under them. Her cleavage is deep and exciting. She wears a long black bead *mangalsutra* around her neck, nestling between her breasts. Her belly is rounded, yet firm and her hips flare to splendid buttocks. Her limbs are smooth and rounded, with shapely hands and feet.

Ashok notices that she is still in her formal attire, a white blouse with buttons down the front and a mandarin collar, and a light black and white printed cotton *sari*. Her feet are bare. He follows her as she walks through the short entrance foyer to the living room.

"Working late?" he asks.

"Mm. I had an important meeting."

She sees no reason to mention that the meeting was with her peon and it was entirely sexual, on the floor of her small office with the door securely locked. Her practice is small and, frequently, when the evenings stretch out endlessly with little work to do, she spends time having sex with her one or more of her peons, often having them fuck her together.

Ashok strips off his shirt and tosses it aside. Hema steps into her hall and turns as he comes up to her. Without another word, she lifts her face to his, her hands sliding up his deep, hard chest, caressing him sensuously. Of all her servant-lovers, Ashok is one of the best. He smiles and kisses slowly and deeply, his hands sliding up her soft, fleshy body, sliding under her *pallu*, cupping her breasts. The soft mounds fill his hands and he marvels at their size and weight and form, the hardness of her nipples. She wears no underclothes as a matter of habit. Slowly, he draws the *pallu* of her shoulder and unravels the *sari*. It slides to her feet, leaving her standing before him in her blouse and petticoat.

Hema presses to him as they kiss like lovers, her tongue flickering in his mouth. Her fingers crawl across his chest, and she scrapes her nails over his small, hard nipples. As he squeezes her breasts, her hands glide down his body, over his belly and she unclasps and unzips his trousers smoothly, sliding her hand into his crotch.

Ashok quickens with pleasure as her fingers close delicately around his thick, long penis. His trousers puddle to his feet. The top three buttons of her blouse are open, revealing her deep cleavage and he flicks open two more and pulls her long *mangalsutra* out of her blouse. Hema likes wearing it, to show that she is married. She knows that a visual reminder that she is married to another man excites many of her lovers. Ashok is no exception.

Her breasts swell and grow hot and hard in his hands. The kiss breaks and Hema arches her head, her face suffused with lust. Ashok nuzzles the nape of her neck and she runs her tongue through his ear. He pinches her stiff nipples through the fine cloth of her blouse. Bending his head, he drags his tongue into her cleavage and then, squeezing one breast, sucks it through the blouse. Hema whimpers softly, arching her back, feeding her breast to his mouth.

"Yes," she groans. "God yes!"

It feels wonderful, his warm mouth clamped on her breast-tip, his tongue flipping at her erect nipple through the blouse. His hands squeeze her buttocks now and he pulls up her petticoat and pushes his hands under it, sliding them up over her naked thighs and buttocks, squeezing them, parting them, pressing a fingertip to her anus. Hema groans and writhes against him.

Meanwhile, her hands are busy working his cock, stroking and jerking it deftly. It swells and hardens in her fingers and she flips the foreskin back over his bulging cock-head. With a shuddering moan, she sinks to her knees before him and quickly takes his erect cock in her mouth. Ashok gasps sharply, his belly snapping inward in shock and delight, his head arching back. Her mouth is soft and warm and wet and he can feel her tongue swirling over his thick cock-head, her teeth scraping delicately over his cock-shaft.

"Ohhh yes ... come on ... suck it ... suck my prick!" he gasps. "Suck it hard!"

Hema loves sucking cock. The tangy, musky taste and odour of a thick, hard cock filling her mouth never fails to arouse her. She groans, her eyes hooded, her head tilted to one side and, opening her mouth wide, jerking his shaft in her fist, winds her tongue cunningly around the cock-head, delicately probing the long slit in its tip. Ashok gasps thickly, his hips lurching and twitching back and forth, his hands on her head. He bends his head and watches her. It is an erotic sight and arouses him further. His cock grows slimy with pre-cum gunk and she whimpers in pleasure, caressing her face with it toying it with her lips and tongue and teeth. Rising, she licks and tongues his belly wantonly and pushes his cock down into her cleavage through her blouse.

Ashok gasps at the soft warmth of her breast-sheath. He can feel her hard nipples scraping his shaft as she squeezes her breasts over his penis; can feel, too, the rasp of the *mangalsutra* on his thick shaft. It is a wonderful feeling. His penis throbs and quivers in eager anticipation.

Hema groans. She loves the feel of his thick, hard cock between her breasts.

Drawing his cock out, she takes it in her mouth again and begins sucking it hungrily.

Ashok groans loudly and fucks her face, rocking her head back and forth in his hands, pumping his hips to and fro. His cock fills and distends her face. Her tongue and lips work his penis adroitly. The fires grow and spread in his loins. Gripping his hips, she takes him deeper in her mouth and sucks his cock rapidly, her head rocking swiftly back and forth. His cock glistens as it goes in and out of her mouth. "Yes! Ohhhh uhhh *hanh* ... yes! Suck it ... c'mon bitch ... suck my dick ... suck it harder!" he gasps.

Hema's body crackles with lust and desire. She sucks harder and faster, relishing the quick spurts of pre-cum gunk in her mouth and swallows his seed. Gasping, Ashok pushes her head away.

Hema rises and moves to a wide, deep armchair. Ashok kneels before her and pushes her petticoat up her legs and over her knees and thighs. Her legs spread open and she lifts them, hooking her knees over the arms of the chair. Ashok bends forward and kisses her, his hands on her breasts, crushing them hard. She clenches his head, caresses his shoulders. He flicks the buttons of her blouse and pulls it open. Her breasts are hot and heavy in his hands, her nipples stiff and hard. He squeezes her breasts, pinches her nipples. Her *mangalsutra* is crushed between the fleshy mounds. His tongue flips sexily in and out of her mouth. Hema groans deep in her throat and arches under him, her hands sliding down to his crotch, stroking and jerking his thick penis, cupping and fondling his heavy balls.

"Ashok," she moans. "Fuck me ... come on ... fuck me!"

He smiles and bends his head to her breasts. Hema whimpers as his thick, heavy tongue flips over one nipple, whipping it rapidly. Tiny flames of excitement leap through her body. He scrapes the nipple with his teeth, twirling and twisting it and she gasps, her face screwing up in lust, herhead jerking to one side, her back arching, her breasts rising to his mouth and lips. Squeezing the mound in his hand, the servant takes her breast in his mouth and sucks it. Hema moans, one hand under her breast, lifting it to his mouth, the other hand squeezing and kneading her second breast.

"Ohhh ... yes! Ohh god yes!" she groans.

Ashok sucks her breast sharply, let go and sucks again. He rubs her hard nipple across the roof of his mouth, over his gums, across his teeth. Hema shudders and moans in pleasure. He moves to the other breast and works that for some time. Then, squeezing both breasts together, he sucks them simultaneously, nibbling the twin nipples delicately. Hema gasps and writhes on the chair, clenching his head. Her tongue roves through his ear, her fingers caress his body delicately. Ashok twines her long *mangalsutra* in his fingers and, lifting his head to kiss her, scrapes the hard beads across her breasts and nipples. Hema's head jerks up and she gasps loudly, her face suffused with pleasure, soft and radiant.

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Ashok continues to torment her for several minutes, sucking her breasts, squeezing them in his hands, rolling the hard *mangalsutra* across her nipples. He knows her breasts are hypersensitive and that she is having tiny multiple orgasms. At last, he releases her breasts and, smiling in pleasure, moves lower, kissing her rounded belly, running his tongue through her navel. He sinks to his knees on the floor and slowly pushes her head between her thighs.

Hema's cunt is streaming now. She groans and claws her cunt-lips open for her servant lover. Ashok drags his tongue up one thigh, then the other, slowly moving to her slit. Hema groans and pulls her cunt-lips wide. Ashok drinks in the beauty of her cunt, the delicate cunt-lips rimmed with soft black hair framing the tender pink flesh within which glistens with her juices. He can see the quivering stem of her swollen clitoris and the darker opening of her cunt channel. Slowly, he drags his tongue up the wet crack. Hema gasps and arches her back, her head tilting upward.

"Ahhhhhh ... yes!" she groans.

Her cunt is musky and heady, her cunt-juices tingling on his tongue. He laps at them gently, flicking his tongue delicately around her cunt-lips, darting around her gorged clitoris. Her hips writhe and buck. He moves his tongue up and down her slit, twisting it this way and that, curving it to a sharp point and jabbing it in and out of her cunt-flesh. Hema pulls her cunt-lips wider open.

"Yes ... c'mon ... do it ... lick me, Ashok ... lick my slit ... come on ... yes ... ohhhh yes ... there ... ahhh yes ... ohhh god yes yes ... there ... ahhh yes there!"

Now Ashok whips his tongue at her clitoris, flicking it rapidly back and forth, and slides his thick, long middle finger into her cunt-hole. It is hot and wet and tight and it convulses frantically on his finger. He rolls his finger around in her cunt, arching it deep inward, masturbating her slowly while he tongue-fucks her. She clenches his head and bucks her hips up and down. Her head is tilted to one side, her chin on her shoulder, her mouth open. Her chest heaves. Her body rocks and jerks gently as though she is being fucked. Her hot, heavy, swollen breasts wobble and jiggle. Ashok pushes his face deep into her cunt and sucks on her clitoris.

Hema cries out, her head jerking back, her breath shooting from her throat in an ululating moan, "OHHHHHH! Oh ma uhhhh *hanh* uhhhhh OHHHHHHH!"

Ashok nibbles the hard knob of her clitoris and his finger runs rapidly in and out of her cunt, masturbating her furiously. Her body jerks and writhes frantically. She arches her back, lifting and squeezing her breasts, her hands clapped over the large, fleshy mounds, pinching and tweaking her rigid nipples. Faster and faster he moves his hand, sucking and nibbling her clitoris simultaneously and she hisses wantonly. Her body back bends and unbends, bowing and falling, her chest heaving, her hips writhing and bucking, her hands squeezing her breasts frantically as he brings her to the brink of a cataclysmic orgasm. He stops at the last minute and rises, sliding his finger out of her cunt.

Hema groans loudly, panting and gasping with lust. "God ... no ... don't stop ... don't stop now, Ashok, for heaven's sake!" she gasps.

Ashok laughs softly. "C'mon, bitch ... into the bedroom. I want to fuck you in bed."

He steps back and saunters into her bedroom, a large, airy room with a high, soft bed at one end. On the other side of the bed, twin louvered door open onto a small balcony. There are sheer curtains over the doors and they billow in the gentle breeze. The room is softly lit by bedside lamps.

Hema follows him, shedding her clothes as she goes. By the bed, he turns and pushes her to her knees and makes her suck his cock again. Gasping, Hema obeys, taking his cock deep in her mouth and sucking him eagerly, her hands working her breasts and cunt. Ashok grunts thickly and fucks her mouth with immense pleasure, rocking her head back and forth in both hands. Hema whimpers and groans deep in her cock-filled throat. Several minutes later, he pushes her head away.

He fucks her on her back on the high, soft bed. Hema spreads her legs wide, masturbating wantonly as he bends over and pushes his cock between her thighs. She reaches down with one hand to guide him to her slit. He bends over her on his knees and outstretched arms and slowly flexes his buttocks. His cock-head pops into her cunt, his shaft slipping between her fingers. She gasps and arches steeply, the breath shooting from her throat in a rattling gasp. His cock is big and thick and it fills her cunt, distending it fully, mashing her cunt-flesh and swollen clitoris.

"Yes!" she gasps. "Oh god yes! Do it, Ashok! Fuck me!"

The handsome servant groans and arches his head, his eyes fluttering shut. Her cunt is hot and wet and tight and it squeezes his penis feverishly. The fires burn in his groin and his balls ache for release.

He gasps, fighting for control, and slowly swings his hips in tight, snapping arcs, flexing his buttocks taut as he swings them, un-flexing, flexing again. His cock mashes her cunt-flesh and clitoris, and slowly spirals into her slit. Hema gasps and cries out, her cunt grinding up to meet his hips in descent. Deeper and deeper he goes, tunneling and burrowing into her hot furrow till he is embedded in her cunt to the hilt. She spreads her legs wide apart and arches under him, her face suffused with lust, panting and moaning obscenely, her fingers digging into the thick muscles of his forearms.

"Come on ... do it ... fuck me ... fuck me hard, Ashok ... fuck me! Take me, Ashok! Fuck me like a whore!" she pants, a bitch in rut.

Abruptly, Ashok swings his hips up, jerking his cock outward and then slams his hips down, ramming his cock deep into her cunt.

"C'mon bitch! Take it! Take my dick!" he cries.

The breath whooshes from her throat and she arches, gasping and crying out under him.

"OHHHHHHH yes! Ohhh god yes! Yes!"

His cock is magnificent, hot and hard and thick and long, filling her cunt, stretching it wide, grinding down deep into her flesh. Again he rocks out, slams in, rocks out, slams in, and yet again. Hema lurches and rocks under him, her body jerking with his mad thrusts.

Ashok thrusts faster and harder and deeper into her and then hits a smooth, swinging rhythm, stroking powerfully and rapidly and deeply in and out of her flesh. His hips swing up and down with steady, snapping motions, his buttocks flexing and un-flexing rhythmically, his cock plunging in and out of her cunt, grinding and squelching and ramming and reaming in deep. Hema whimpers her pleasure, her hands on her breasts, squeezing them eagerly, her hips rocking up and down under his. He bends his head and kisses her deeply, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She groans and arches under him, winding her arm about his head. Moving smoothly and seamlessly, he begins to swing his hips again in circles, mashing her flesh ruthlessly. Hema hisses in pleasure, her hands squeezing her breasts, scraping her *mangalsutra* over her hard nipples.

"Yes ... ohhh yes ... that's it ... ohhhh uhhh yes ... ohhh uhhh ahhhh uhhh yes ... there ... oh god yes ... oh ma uhhh *hanh* uhh ahhh uhhh ahhhh uhhh yes!" she goes.

"Take it ... c'mon, whore ... take my dick ... take it, you fucking bitch ... c'mon ... take it all ... oh yeh ... that's it ... oh fuck yes ... take it, you randy bitch ... take my prick!"

Hema begins to sweat. Perspiration trickles between her breasts, beads her brow and upper lip. Strands of hair cling damply to the nape of her neck. She gasps and whimpers, clenching his arms. Bending his head, he sucks her breasts and nipples, moving relentlessly in and out of her cunt. Her orgasm grows and looms. He thrusts deep into her and flips his hands up to her breasts, crushing them under his weight, pinning her beneath him. Hema moans and thrashes hotly under him, begging for more, whimpering and crying out.

Hema begins to orgasm and there is nothing Ashok can do to stop her. He groans as her hot cunt convulses frenetically on his penis and, flinging his head back, his hands crushing her breasts, drives his cock into her with deep, ramming thrusts, pausing and twitching with his penis buried in her slit. On and on he goes, ramming his cock into her till her orgasm wanes and her body sinks. She moans thickly, her chest heaving. Gently, Ashok slides out of her cunt.

"Now," he murmurs. "Turn over bitch. I want to fuck you from behind."

Hema groans, but is unable to resist. The temptation is too great. She turns around obediently and, on her forearms and knees before the servant, spreads her legs and presents her rear to her servant. She knows that she likes to fuck her ass; she doesn't mind it herself. Indeed, she rather enjoys the curiously sensation of having a thick, hard, long cock tunneling into her ass.

"Want my ass?" she murmurs, turning her face over her shoulder.

For a second, the servant is tempted. He caresses her smooth, creamy buttocks, spreading them open and fingering her taut anus. He knows just how good it feels on his cock, hot and tight as a vise. She looks lovely, wanton and eager, her face soft and radiant with pleasure. He knows she will not mind. But he decides against it, at least for now.

"Later," he says. "After I've fucked your slit some more."

He pushes his cock between her buttocks and to her cunt-lips. They are open and wet and he squeezes his cock into her cunt-flesh in a single penetrating thrust that forces the breath from her throat in a rattling moan.

"OHHHHH uhh yes! Ohhhh god yes!" Hema gasps as the huge penis surges into flesh.

Ashok starts fucking her rapidly from behind. He grips her hips and jerks her body back and forth, hammering his hips to and fro. His thighs slap audibly against her buttocks. His long, thick penis plunges and pistons and rams in and out of her cunt. Hema moans and cries out, her face lifted, her eyes closed, her mouth open. Her hot, swollen, pendulous breasts jiggle and wobble and her *mangalsutra* swings and flaps madly as the man ram-fucks her cunt.

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"Oh ma oh ma oh ma ohhh uhh *hanh* uhh oh uhh oh uh oh uh oh uh ahh uh ah uh ah uh *hanh* uhhh oh ma *hanh* uhhh ohhh!" she gasps loudly.

"Oh-uh-oh-uh-oh-uh-oh-uh-oh-uh-oh-uh-oh-uh c'mon ... c'mon you fucking whore! Take my cock! Take it, you whoring bitch! Take it!"

He slows and swings his hips in tight snapping circles, entering her cunt from all angles, spiraling into her deeply with a crushing plunger. Groaning, Hema runs her tongue sexily over her slim upper lip, hissing in pleasure. Her hips and buttocks sway and writhe erotically and turn her face over her shoulder to her servant-lover.

"Yes ... ohhh yes ... c'mon ... do it ... ohhh yes ... that's it ... mmm ... yeh ... c'mon ... fuck me, baby ... fuck me hard ... fuck me like a whore, baby ... yes ... fuck me! Fuck me like a whore, baby! Fuck me hard!"

The man chuckles and leans forward to kiss her hungrily, shoving his tongue into her mouth, his hands under her breasts, squeezing them hard in his excitement. Hema kisses him fiercely, her buttocks and hips grinding eagerly against his groin.

"C'mon ... fuck me ... fuck me hard!" she says in a husky, lust-laden voice.

The servant grins, squeezes her breasts, nuzzles the nape of her neck and straightens. Holding her slender waist, he snaps his hips forward, flexing his buttocks taut, ramming his cock into her cunt hard and deep. Hema cries out, her head jerking up, her face twisting in lust, her eyes screwed shut, her lips drawn back, her mouth a wide O. He pauses, buried deep in her hot cunt, his cock throbbing, his hips twitching at her waist and then, pulling out, rams in again. She gasps loudly.

"OHH! Oh ma uhh OHHH! OH! OHHHH uhh oh ma uhhh *hanh*!"

"C'mon! Take it! Take it, slut! Take it all! Ohh! Uhh ahh! UH! OH! UH OH! UH OH! UH OH! UH OH!"

"Oh ma ... oh ma ... oh ma ... oh ... ohh ... ohh ... Oh uh oh uh oh uh OHHHHH!"

Gasping, grunting, his head flung back, his fingers digging into her soft flesh, the man ram-fucks the lovely memsahib remorselessly. His ramming, jerking thrusts smoothen to a rapid back and forth rhythm. He rocks his hips to and fro, his fingertips in the small of her back, moving her body under his, jerking her cunt up and down and back and forth the length of his swollen shaft. His chest heaves. His cock appears and disappears between the smooth curves of her buttocks, grinding and squelching and rasping in and out of her cunt. His thighs slap at her buttocks, his balls press to her cunt-lips.

"C'mon whore take it! Take it, bitch, yes! Oh fuck yes ... c'mon, bitch ... take my cock! Oh fuck yes! That's it, whore, oh fuck that's good!"

"Yes uhhh oh yes oh yes oh yes oh ma uh oh ma uh oh ma uh oh ma uhh OH ma Oh Ashok! OHHHH uhhh OHHHHHH uh *hanh* ... fuck me! Fuck me, Ashok! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Ohh uhhh Oh ma uhh oh ma oh ma oh ma!" Hema sobs in delight.

Faster and faster he goes, now gripping her waist hard again, thrusting furiously in and out of her cunt, his hips pounding back and forth. Hema gasps and cries out, lurching and rocking and jerking under him, her head raised, her cries sharp and staccato. There is a full-length mirror in front of the bed and Ashok watches her reflection, transfixed, staring at the lust on her pretty face, watching her heavy breasts jiggle and wobble, the *mangalsutra* tossing and swinging frantically. The servant's buttocks flex and un-flex rapidly, his hips driving back and forth, slapping at hers, piston and plunging rhythmically in and out of her clone passage in its ceaseless quest for release. She begins to orgasm, panting and mewing ecstatically and he squeezes her pendulous breasts, crushing the heavy, swollen mounds in his hands, pinching the rigid nipples.

Hema's head swims with joy. His penis is incredible, hot and heavy and hard, moving relentlessly in and out of her convulsing cunt-channel, plunging in deep, pulling steeply outward, then spiraling down into her again. Her cunt contracts and spasms frenetically on the penis and she coasts from one orgasm to another and then on to a third. He continues fucking her furiously, banging his hips at her buttocks, making her body lurch and rock and jerk with his thrusts. His thighs whack her flesh with loud slaps that coincide with her choking gasps and shuddering moans.

Finally he relents as her third orgasm wanes, and slows his motions. Hema groans and, as he eases his cock out of her cunt, sinks on her front on the bed, gasping and panting heavily. She is still on her knees and her buttocks are thrust up high. Her shoulders are on the bed, and her face is turned to one side on the pillow.

The servant is beyond caring whether she wants more or not. He wants more, and that is all that matters. He rises and straddles her fleshy hips in a deep squat. Holding his cock in his hand, he pushes it back into her cunt and enters her again with a long, slow, skewering thrust.

Hema moans thickly, her fingers scrabbling at the sheets as the enormous cock bursts into her wet flesh. Ashok chortles softly, pushing his cock deeper and deeper into her cunt.

"Really love my dick in your slit, don't you, whore?" he says.

"Ohh uhhhh ohhh yes," Hema moans deliriously, beyond caring.

"I want your ass now," he announces.

Hema cannot refuse him, nor does she want to any longer. Ashok slips his cock out of her cunt and, spreading her creamy buttocks wide open, presses the swollen cock-head to her taut anus. Hema tenses. The servant pauses, grins in anticipation and then, flexing his buttocks, slides his hips forward and pushes his cock-head into her asshole.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh uhhh Ohma uhhh OHHHHHHHHH!"

The breath rushes from Hema's throat and her face contorts in a rictus of lust as the huge cock-head pops into her rear channel and the thick, long shaft follows, surging inexorably inward. Her loins flame with lust. Her anus convulses frantically on the invading penis and the servant gasps, flinging his handsome head back and groaning, pushing his penis deeper and deeper into the lovely memsahib's asshole. Gasping, he begins sodomizing her slowly and deeply and thoroughly, savouring the pleasure of her hot, tight anus on his throbbing cock's head.

His fingers dig into the soft flesh of her hips. Bending over her, he tongues her ear and nuzzles the nape of her neck. Sliding his hands under her body, he twines his fingers in her long *mangalsutra* and scrapes the beads over her stiff nipples. Beneath him, Hema whimpers joyously, her mind soaring, her body trembling and rocking and jerking as her servant-lover pushes his cock in and out of her flesh, possessing her totally and utterly, subjugating her flesh to the servant's desire.

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Hema - Vivacious Beauty Ch. 04

She had come to Chennai to attend a Family function. Her sister Sneha was pregnant and in her ninth month. It had been a tiring journey and she reached late in the night and at her sister's place – all were asleep when she reached, her younger brother had come to the station and he quickly got into bed and fast asleep.

But then, it was a hot Chennai night. Hema Balaji kicked off the bedcovers and groaned softly. It was stifling in her room. It must be the hottest night of the year, she thought. Her room felt like an oven.

Even though the window was open, the air outside was just as hot as it was inside. And the humidity was unbearable. She had put on her flimsiest nightie, which only went down to the tops of her thighs and was made of wispy transparent fabric, but even that was too much.

She decided to go to the refrigerator and get a glass of iced tea. Maybe that'll cool me off enough so that I can get some sleep, she thought. And she knew she should get some sleep too. Tomorrow would be a big day. She had the day off from her job as a maid for her sister's 'Seemantham' – the 9th month in a pregnancy for a South Indian Woman. And Hema would also be the maid of honor. She wanted to be at her best, fresh and rested. But how could she do that in this stinking weather?

She tiptoed quietly down the hallway to the kitchen, hoping that at least everyone else was asleep, though she didn't see how they could be in this heat. She knew that Ram, her brother-in-law, and Danush, her younger brother, had stayed up late playing a game, but they must have gone to bed too. The light was out in the living room.

She tiptoed past the guest room, where Ram was sleeping until the wedding tomorrow, and saw no light under the door. It was dark in the kitchen, but she knew the way to the refrigerator. The light inside of it made it possible for her to find a glass and fill it with iced tea.

"Oh, would you pour one for me too, while you're at it?" a voice behind her suddenly asked in a soft whisper.

"What?" Hema, startled, whirled around.

The iced tea she had poured for herself spilled onto the floor. It splashed onto her bare feet.

"Oh shit!" she gasped. "Now look what I've done!"

Again she looked up. In the dim light from the refrigerator, she saw Ram. His body was naked from the waist up, his shoulders muscular and powerful, his chest hairy and broad. He was only about five years older than she was, of course, but she had never thought of him-like that.

And just what do you mean, like that? she asked herself. But Hema could see that she was not exactly the only one who was struck by the moment. She suddenly realized that the weak light from the refrigerator was behind her, illuminating the curves of her own body through the filmy fabric of her nightie.

Ram, naturally, was looking. Quickly, she closed the door. Now they were in the dark.

"God, I've got to mop this up," Hema said.

"Here, I'll help," Ram murmured. "I didn't mean to make you spill it. I was just so hot. I thought I'd come in and get a glass for myself. Then, when I saw you-"

"Oh, I know," Hema said. "It's nothing. I'll clean it up."

She had grown up in the house, so she found her way to the kitchen towels easily. On the way back to the refrigerator, she bumped into Ram in the dark.

"Oh! Excuse me," she said.

But she didn't pull back. Her arm brushed his naked chest.

She could feel his breath on her neck. Finally Hema moved back away from him. But she could feel her pulse racing unexpectedly. She bent down and mopped up the puddle. When she stood up again, he was right there beside her. It was dark, but their faces were just inches away from each other.

"Hema, would you pour a glass for me?" Ram asked in a strange-sounding voice.

"You-could do it for yourself," she said nervously.

"What would you say if I told you I like to see the light shine through your nightgown?" he whispered.

"I don't know. Do you?"

"Yes!"

Suddenly she felt his hand on her face. He tilted her mouth up to his and his lips crushed down on hers. His tongue was inside her mouth before Hema even knew it, searching and probing.

His hands were up inside her flimsy nightie too. They found her firm young naked tits and squeezed them eagerly. His fingers pinched her soft, stiff nipples. Hema gasped.

"Oooohhh! God, we can't do this!" she cried, pulling back. "Ram! You know we can't! What do you think you're doing?"

But he knew very well what he was doing. And she couldn't help responding. Her body grew warm and pliant under his grasp.

"I can't help it, Hema!" he panted, kissing her neck. "I've always wanted you!"

"No, you can't say that," she said. "You're becoming a father soon. You can't have me. You can't want me."

She pulled his hands off her tits and stepped back away from him. But she half-wished he had not let her stop him. Part of her wanted him not to take no for an answer. She wanted him to rip off her nightie and throw her down and fuck her right there on the kitchen floor, even though she knew that was crazy. Her cunt was wet for him.

"I can't help it!" Ram whispered.

"You-have to help it," she said, trying to sound firm.

"Here."

She poured a glass of iced tea for him and handed it to him. She closed the refrigerator door before he could look too long at her body through her nightie. But Ram set the glass on the kitchen table.

He came toward her again. Hema didn't move. This time he encircled her body with his arms and dropped his hands to her ass. He got his hands under the skirt of her nightie and squeezed her high, round ass cheeks.

Hema felt hot arrows of lust shooting through her wet pussy. Oh, God, that feels good! she thought. She kissed him back eagerly this time.

When they stopped kissing, Hema was panting and gasping with excitement. Her blood was hot and racing. She wanted more. After all – she was an experienced Divorced Slut. She was the Corporate Whore for Balu and Sandi. She was full of sex.

"Ram, please!" she murmured, kissing his hard chest.

"Please what?"

"Please-stop this!"

"You don't want me to stop."

"I know I don't! But we have to! What if Sneha found out?"

"She won't find out unless we tell her. I certainly won't tell her."

"Ahhhnnn!" Hema groaned as she felt one of his hands slide around her body and dip into her wet crotch.

He slid a finger up into her pulsing pussy. She bit her lower lip. Her body shivered uncontrollably.

"Why don't we go to your room?" he asked.

"We can't!" She spun quickly away from him. "Now leave me alone. Please!"

"All right," he said. "Whatever you want."

He disappeared in the darkness, down the hall, back to the guest room. Hema took deep breaths to make her pulse slow down. She tried to pretend that the whole thing had not happened. She tried to control herself by gulping down the glass of iced tea. Then she went back to her room and shut the door. She lay down on her bed, trying to forget about the incident in the kitchen.

But it was impossible. Her body burned. She touched the wet lips of her sizzling young cunt with her fingers, recalling how he had touched her there. She knew he was only a couple of doors away, right down the hall.

He's probably lying there thinking how he wants to fuck me, just like I'm lying here tonight, she thought. But God, what if Sneha ever found out? She'd kill me. And she'd have every right.

Hema finally removed her nightie, as she had originally planned. She ran her hands all over her feverish body. Her smooth flesh glimmered in the moonlight that came through her open window. She cupped her full young tits, trying to imagine Ram's lips on them, sucking wildly.

The fingers of her other hand found her swollen clit and rubbed it. She tried to imagine his cock inside her, moving in and out. God, I want him to do it! She thought desperately. And then she thought she heard a very soft knock on her door.

"Who is it?" she asked in a loud whisper.

Slowly her door opened. Somebody slipped inside and closed the door again. "I'm sorry, but I didn't want anybody to hear me," Ram said. Hema forgot she was entirely naked until she saw the look in his eye as he came closer to the bed. He was devouring her with his gaze. Ram could hardly tear his eyes from her beautiful jutting tits. Hema remembered how she had just imagined his mouth all over them.

"Oh, Ram," she said in a soft voice, not knowing what to do. She didn't make any effort to cover herself as he sat down next to her on the edge of the bed. His hands came out and cupped her naked tits. His eyes burned with lust for her.

"Hema, you're so damned beautiful," he said. "I can't help it."

"What about Sneha?"

Forget Sneha! She is in no state to even think of a fuck. I want you!"

Hema didn't try to stop him as he lowered his mouth to her soft nipples. When he sucked one inside his mouth, she moaned softly. She knew that if she didn't let him fuck her, she would die of need.

"Oh, Ram, it feels so good!" she moaned into his ear, caressing his hair.

He sucked her gently at first, but as they both grew more aroused, his mouth became rougher, more urgent. He sucked both of her nipples sharply, and Hema began to whimper and squirm. Her hands ran all over his broad hard shoulders and muscular arms.

Finally, she let her hands fall to his crotch. She could feel the coiled power of his throbbing cock under his pants.

"God, I want you to fuck me, Ram!" she whispered hotly in his ear. Already she had his belt buckle unfastened. She unzipped his fly. Ram stood up and shed his pants. Hema pulled down his shorts. He had a long thick prick that was already stiff and jumping.

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Hema took it in both hands and smothered it with hot little kisses. She curled her tongue around the bulging head of his cock and licked him passionately. He lay next to her on the bed, and Hema took the head of his cock all the way into her mouth. She had never really wanted to suck a man's prick before, until now. But Ram's was so big and alive, so powerful inside her mouth.

She ran her sensual lips all over it, tantalizing him, making him want her to suck it. When she finally closed her lips over it again- it was full of her lipstick, gleaming in the shine of the cosmetic, Ram groaned softly. Hema massaged his balls and sucked him with slow gentle pulls of her lips.

He twisted his body around and got his head between her spreading thighs. The next thing Hema knew his tongue was slipping up into her juicy pussy.

"Ohhhnnnnn!" she groaned, letting his cock out of her mouth for a moment. She had never done a sixty-nine before, and found it wildly exciting. She began sucking him again, this time more rapidly, aroused by the flicking of his tongue against her tingling clit. Her body wriggled and quivered with sexual fires.

She realized that he was getting wildly excited too. Ram's cock was as hard as an iron pipe, and twitching crazily in her mouth. His hips jerked, driving his hard cock farther into Hema's mouth. Through the hot thrills she was feeling, she could hear her bed squeaking as the two of them writhed together.

Feeling herself on the verge of a climax, and knowing Ram was too, Hema pulled away from him suddenly. "Oh, Hema, don't stop!" he gasped in a panting whisper.

"Ram, we're making too much noise!" she murmured, turning around to face him. "What if they hear us? What if Sneha hears us?"

He didn't have an answer to that one. Instead, he kissed her searchingly, letting his tongue probe deep into her mouth while his hand found her pussy again. He rubbed her clit with his fingers until Hema was gasping helplessly with need.

"Oh, Ram, I want you so bad!" she whimpered. "I almost don't care if everybody knows!"

"We can be quiet."

"I want your cock in me!" Hema whispered. "I want to feel it inside me! Please!"

It only took him a second to slip between her thighs and slide his hard cock between her oozing warm puss lips. Hema felt her pulse flutter as the long thick cock fucked deep into her. She put her arms around Ram's neck, looking up at him in the darkness.

"I think I always wanted you to fuck me," she said to him. "From the very first time I saw you with Sneha."

"Hema, you're so tight!" he gasped.

"You like that?"

"God, yes!"

"Unnnggghhh!" she groaned as he withdrew his long cock, then plunged it deep into her again.

"Shhh!" he whispered. "We have to be quiet!"

"I know. God, it feels so good!"

The bed began to squeak and shake again as he began to fuck Hema more rapidly. Ram heard it too. He stopped. Hema could hardly stand it. She didn't want him to stop fucking for even a second.

"Ohhh, don't stop, Ram! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"

"Maybe we should do it on the floor," he murmured.

"On the floor?"

"It would make less noise."

"Okay."

They got out of her bed and lay down on the rug next to it. Ram grabbed Hema's pillow and put it under her ass. She didn't know what effect that would have, but this time when he slid his cock into her cunt, it went deeper than before. The sensation almost made her cry out.

"Ooohhhh!" she gasped. "Oh, god, that's deep!"

"Does it hurt?" he asked.

"No, it drives me crazy," she said, swirling her hips suggestively.

"Oh, Hema, you're so beautiful," he said again, now beginning to fuck her more urgently than before. Hema couldn't believe how aroused she was. She had fucked several times with all her paramours, but it had never been so good. Ram knew how to fuck her so that she wanted to scream with pleasure.

His hands roamed all over her smooth body, while his cock slid in and out of her clinging pussy. He clutched her ass, squeezing it roughly as the edge of his hard prick rubbed against her swollen clit. Hema nearly came unglued.

"Ohhhnnnn!" she moaned, pumping her cunt rapidly up into his strong thrusts. "Ohhh, Ram, I'm going to come! Do it hard! Deep! Oh, God, yessss!"

"Shhhh, Hema, don't make so much noise!" Ram panted.

"I can't help it!"

"Here, bite into my shoulder so you won't be heard," he said.

"Uhhhhh-uhhhhh!" Hema panted, right on the edge of an intense orgasm.

Ram fucked his cock deep into her exploding cunt, and she began to spill over with hot coming. She opened her mouth and bit into his shoulder, as he had told her to do, just as the involuntary screams started pouring out of her mouth.

"Unnngggmmeeee!" she wailed, her body seared by the fierce spasms of her climax. "Mmmm!"

Ram was close behind her. He fucked his cock deep into her and groaned softly. Hema could feel the long wet jets of his cum shooting into her pussy. They clung tightly together until the sharp throbbing pleasure died away. Then they relaxed, coming apart. Hema tried to hold his cock inside her, but finally he had to pull it out.

"Hema!" Ram whispered, pulling her body against him. "That was the best I ever had!"

"Me too," Hema said. "Only we'll never be able to have it again."

"Don't say that."

"Are you going to divorce Sneha?"

"How can I get out of it?"

"Then at least stay the night with me," she murmured.

She dropped her hand to his limp cock and began to massage it. Ram cupped her firm left tit and lowered his mouth to her soft nipple, sucking it heatedly. "At least we can fuck a few more times tonight," Hema said.

But then they both froze as they heard footsteps outside the door, in the hallway. The floorboards creaked.

"Oh, shit, who can that be?" Ram asked.

"I don't know. We'd better be very quiet."

After a few minutes, they heard the toilet flush. Then the footsteps passed again. But they both knew by now that they had risked more than they should.

Reluctantly, Ram pulled on his pants and kissed Hema once before slipping quietly out of her bedroom and going back down the hall to the guest room.

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Hema - Vivacious Beauty Ch. 05

Hema felt awful seeing Ram go out the door, shut it behind him, and go to his own room. She was still naked and hot. His jism was still leaking back out of her cunt. Just fuck me and then go and wait on my sister to produce his child, Uhmm? She thought ruefully. Somehow she felt really used and discarded. And yet she couldn't deny that it had been the best fuck ever for her. She was so horny and angry at the same time that she couldn't sleep. The heat hadn't gotten any better either. She checked the clock beside her bed and saw that it was shortly after midnight. Away from Bangalore and her Family was a good sign. She was just waiting for the Divorce. She had to stay in the same house hoping the verdict will evict Vinod and she can be the sole owner.

She was missing Balu – and he called her just then.

"Hi sweet heart – how is it going with Shanti", she teased him.

"OH Gosh, we just got through with her day before yesterday, both Sandi and me, am coming back home after dropping Sandi at the Airport, How is it going at Chennai?" – Ram quipped.

"Well, just now fucked my B_I_L and want to go for a cool bath." She responded.

"Ok, listen, Acharya, the Head of Traction Motors is very close to signing the deal and he is in Chennai staying at 'The Breeze'. He wants me to send the final proposal tomorrow, why don't you go and meet him. He loves to meet sexy Sales Executives. Wear erotic attire, of course a nice cotton saree, he is a Bong and loves cotton saree clad women with sleeveless blouses and no Bras.'

"Uhmmm, so even out here, you want me to Work", she put up a face.

"Do you have a choice, Corporate Whore?" and he put the phone.

Getting out of bed, she pulled on her salwar, first wiping away the last traces of Ram's cum. She didn't bother to put on any panties under them. Then she pulled on a loose silk kurta and went barefoot out into the back yard.

This was a traditional . house which had the toilets outside and an old open bathing spot used by men and women folks, women using it more in the night or early morning. A decade ago, Ram's parents had added toilets and bathrooms inside but these were still very much in use.

Our lady Hema just sat by the bathing area a while, watching the moon glimmer on the water in the big tub there in the middle. Then it suddenly occurred to her that one way to work out her anger and beat the heat at the same time would be to go for a long luxurious bath.

But she didn't want to go all the way back inside the house to get her towel and chemise for a bath. What the hell, she figured. Everybody else was asleep anyway. What did it matter if she just went in naked for a bath?

Nobody would ever know.

Quickly, she slipped out of her salwar and her kurta. She slipped into the bathing area and touched the water in the tub; the water was cool and wonderful. She lifted her armpits and smelt the cavity, Hum she liked the dirty grime mixed with sweat smell, and wondered how much it attracted Ram to suck most of the muck out of it. Even her pussy area was full of grime and muck, poured the entire length of the tub in one go onto herself, then laid on her back on the Floor allowing the water to seep below her and flow down the drainage. She felt great.

She must have been playing with the water from the tap into the tub and onto her for about ten minutes when she suddenly felt eyes watching her. She began to peer up into the darkness around the edges of the bathing area and finally, her eyes made out the person who was watching her. It was her young brother, Danush. He was sitting in a deck chair, wearing his Shorts. His eyes were riveted on Hema's wet, naked body.

"I hope you're enjoying the view," she said softly, putting the Tub down and pushing it to the edge near his chair.

"I-I'm sorry," he said, stammering nervously. "I guess I couldn't help myself."

"You couldn't?" she asked. She was under water now from the neck down. Water was pouring over her since she moved under the tap and turned it full on. He couldn't see her body. "You couldn't tell me you were there?"

"I-I didn't want to – I heard all that happened in your room with Ram."

Suddenly this hit her out of the blue and not knowing exactly why, Hema hoisted herself out of the bathing area and sat on the side platform. Her beautiful body glistened in the moonlight. The water beaded up on her tits and round puffy nipples, and on her smooth thighs. Danush couldn't take his eyes off her.

"Is this what you wanted to see?" Hema asked.

She turned her front to him so he could see all of her.

Danush's eyes roamed over her full young upswept tits. He rubbed his crotch self-consciously.

"Oh, does it make you get a hard-on?" Hema asked. "Looking at your own elder sister's body?"

"Gosh, Hema, give me a break, okay!" he said. "I didn't mean to. You were just-there. I got really worked thinking of you doing things with her own brother in law?"

Somehow, tempting him like this brought out a spirit of mischief in her. She got up and went over to him, sitting on the edge of the deck chair, pushing his legs away. Her brother's eyes widened as he saw her full naked tits up close.

"Have you not ever seen a girl's tits before, Danush?" she asked quietly.

"Not like this," he said.

"Do you want to touch?"

Hema realized that she was still horny from her encounter with Ram. She even drew her shoulders back so that her firm young tits jutted forward. The full globes were beaded with water and luscious in the soft moonlight. Danush nodded slowly, as if hypnotized. Hema reached out and took one of his hands. She put it on her wet right tit. Danush's hand closed over the firm ball of flesh.

"Squeeze!" she whispered.

The 18 year old – still in his Class 12th did not refuse and he did, and suddenly Hema realized that they were farther into things than she had thought. Hot darting fires shot through her body. She looked down at Danush's crotch and saw a huge lump. My god, it can't be that big, she thought, feeling her pulse race instantly. She put her hand on his Shorts, just to see if she was right.

"Laxmana, Oh GOD, Danush!" she gasped.

Hema suddenly saw her younger brother in a new light. He seemed to have grown up without her noticing. She was twenty three now, and he was younger, but the difference seemed unimportant. Danush had a strong virile young body and a handsome face. All the high school girls were wild for him. She squeezed his cock gently through his trunks.

Danush's eyes glazed. He gasped with surprise and pleasure.

"I want to see it!" Hema whispered.

She slipped her fingers under the top of his trunks and found the string tie. It came loose easily. Then she tugged them down. Danush helped by lifting his ass off the chair. The fattest, longest cock Hema had ever seen flopped out and began jerking to attention. She couldn't keep her hands off it. She stroked and caressed the enormous twitching prick. It was fierce and magnificent, and ripped with veins and jumping powerfully.

"Danush, it's gigantic!" she murmured.

He grinned sheepishly.

"The guys call me Mammoth" he said.

"Mmmmmm!"

Hema bent forward and began to lick it. She curled her tongue around the swollen purplish bulb at the top. Danush panted and quivered uncontrollably.

"Hema ... do you think we should be doing this right here? I mean, what if somebody wakes up."

"They won't."

"We did!"

"But Danush, I just want to take it in my mouth ... like this." She sucked the head of his cock into her warm wet mouth. Danush bit his lower lip. His massive prick flared and twitched crazily between her lips. Hema became so excited and aroused by the situation that she began to suck his cock passionately. She squeezed the rock-hard shaft and pulled on the fat round head of his prick with her sensual lips. Danush groaned softly, bucking upward with his hips. Hema felt the taste in her mouth and realized it was too late.

"Ummmgghphh!" Danush grunted.

Suddenly his cock erupted and shot cum into Hema's mouth. His climax was so violent and quick that his spurting cock slipped out of her mouth and strings of jism shot onto her face. Oh God! Hema thought, grabbing her brother's spewing prick and gobbling it again, sucking down the last few drops of his cum.

"Ohhhh God, Hema!" Danush gasped, collapsing back into the deck chair. Hema wiped away the cum from her cheek and chin with one hand. She realized that her cunt was juicy and pulsing with need. I wish I hadn't done that, she thought, because I'd really like to feel that monster inside of me. But she noticed that it didn't go limp, as she expected. Her brother's cock was just as hard and long and fat as ever. She licked it and heard him groan again.

"Danush, let's go over behind the bathing area into the shed!" she whispered, pulling him up. She knew where there was a cool spot of grass just to the side of the pump and filter inside the Shed and it was concealed. She took Danush there and pulled him down beside her on the grass. Now they were shielded from the house by the shed.

Danush lay on his back. Hema straddled his hips. She bent over and dangled her delectable young tits in his face, brushing his lips with her large soft nipples.

"God, Danush, don't tell anybody, okay?" she murmured. "I just want to feel it inside me. only for a second. Okay?"

She reached down and guided his long thick cock up into her melting pussy, clenching her teeth as she lowered herself onto it. The huge pole of flesh fucked deeper into her cunt than any cock had ever been. And it was so thick that she felt like she was splitting.

"Oh, holy shit!" she gasped, her eyes rolling up behind her eyelids. "It's so big! God, I've never felt anything like it!"

Meanwhile, Danush wasn't losing any opportunity to suck the beautiful tits Hema was dangling in his face. He held the firm globes in both hands and sucked her nipples so eagerly and hard that Hema began to moan and squirm with lust.

"Yes! Yessss!" she panted at him, gyrating her cunt up and down on his big prick. She realized that they were really fucking. She had tried to pretend that all she wanted was to feel it inside her. But there was no pretending now. Danush's strong hands dropped to her naked ass, and he fucked his huge cock up into her vigorously. Hema mashed her throbbing tits down into his face, whimpering softly and trying to keep control of her. But it was impossible.

The feel of his enormous prick fucking up into her aching cunt made her dissolve into hot shivers of lust. Oh God, my own little brother! She thought incoherently as his cock took a piercing jab deep into her flowing cunt.

"Ungghh!" she gasped. "Oh, Danush! Ungghh! It's so deep!"

"I-I'm sorry!" Danush panted.

"God, don't be sorry," she murmured, biting her lip. "Just fuck me, little brother. Fuck me hard! Yes, yes hard! Unghh!" She didn't have to ask. He was strong, and he fucked his cock up into her in short quick stabs that had Hema boiling over with orgasm before she even knew what was happening. Her whole body shook and shuddered uncontrollably.

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"Aagghhhh!" she groaned, trying not to cry out. "Unnmmeeee! Oh! God, Danush, yes!" She buried her face in his neck to muffle her moans. Danush gave a harsh groan himself. Suddenly she felt the fountain of his huge prick going off inside her cunt. It seemed like endless jets of cum shot into her. Finally, he was finished. Hema collapsed beside him on the grass. His huge cock was still embedded deep in her pussy. She kissed him for the first time, again appreciating how handsome he had grown.

"I'll bet all the girls wish they were in my place right now," she said to him.

"All the girls are afraid of my cock," he said. "But you're not."

"Mmmmm!" Hema sighed, rubbing herself up and down on the fantastic rod of flesh. "I just want you to fuck me over and over again."

But then reality suddenly came back to her. It was her own younger brother whose cock she was fucking herself up and down on. Who had just fucked her so wonderfully, who's cum was leaking out of her cunt.

You weren't supposed to do this. You were supposed to feel horribly guilty for doing it. And she did feel guilty, though not enough to take away the pleasure she had just felt.

"Promise you won't tell anybody!" she whispered to her brother. "It's really wrong, what we did!"

"I know." He looked down sheepishly. "I won't tell."

She gasped as he finally pulled his long cock out of her. It was still as stiff and huge as ever.

"Danush, you're a miracle," she whispered.

"If I don't tell anyone, do you think we can do it again sometime?" Danush grinned at her in the dimness.

"Absolutely not," Hema said firmly, unable to control the pulsing she felt inside of her pussy. "Try to forget it ever happened. You know how wrong it was."

She found her clothes by the tub and slipped back into them. She flung Danush's swim trunks at him, then disappeared into the house, back to her bedroom. Gosh, what a night! She thought.First Ram. Then Danush.

She knew she should be entirely satisfied as she shed her clothes and lay down again on her bed. Fucked twice in about an hour and a half, she thought, amazed. She felt her wet pussy. There deep inside her crotch, and inside the inner layer of her pussy which she did not wash, usually she will not and like the dirt which accumulated there laid the cum of both Ram and Danush intermingled with her own juices. Her cunt lips were still wet and warm, tingling. Gee, maybe the more they do it to you, the more you want, she thought.

Am I a nymphomaniac or something?

Maybe I am. Just having their cum in me like this seems to turn me on. Gosh, think of how exciting it would be to have them both come in me at once. She started to think of having both of their cocks inside my pussy at the same time.

Oh shit, with Danush's in there, it would tear me apart! And then, she thought mischievously – about the SIN it was to fuck her own brother in law and the bigger sin – her own brother.

The idea excited her wildly, but at the same time, it scared her. She could feel the hot fires inside her body grow hotter. Shit, I'm going to have to make myself come again, if this doesn't go away. I can't believe how horny I am!

Just as she was thinking on these lines and at that moment, she heard a soft knock on her door. Who could it be? Could it be her brother, Dhanush, getting the courage up to ask for one more time? Even though he had already shot off twice?

She tiptoed to the door and opened it a crack. She glimpsed Ram's handsome face in the shadows of the halfway.

"Ram! What is it?"

"Let me in."

She opened the door wide enough for him to slip inside then shut it again. Before she could even step back, he grabbed her naked body. His hungry mouth burned hers, his tongue probing and searching.

His hands dropped to her ass. One slipped around to the front and found her juicing cunt. He kissed her neck. The hand still on her ass came up to her tits, squeezing them eagerly.

"Hema, I've got to have you again!" he whispered. "God, I can't get you out of my mind!"

"Oh, Ram! God, that feels good!"

Hema gyrated her hips, pushing her oozing pussy into his working hand. Ram dropped his mouth to her nipples and sucked them sharply. Arrows of hot lust shot through her quivering body. She knew there was no way she could resist him.

"Ohhhnnnn, Sneha would be so pissed if she knew this was happening!" she gasped into his ear, her knees weakening. She slid one hand under his belt and plunged it down into his crotch. His cock was hot and throbbing. Quickly, she freed it. With her other hand, she unzipped him and unbuckled his belt. She sank to her knees and fed his twitching prick into her mouth. Ram gasped and held her head, thrusting gently as she sucked him. Hema realized that both of them were already groaning softly and panting as their sexual arousal heightened. She pulled him down with her on the floor.

"Don't you think we already risked enough?" she asked.

"I don't care," Ram said. "All I want in the world is to fuck you again."

"Really?" she asked.

"Yes!" he was desperate.

"We can't do it right here by the door. What if somebody goes by in the hall?" she quipped coquettishly.

"Over behind your bed," he said, pulling her with him. On the other side of the bedroom, behind Hema's bed, she suddenly got the surprise of her life. She was still on her hands and knees, from crawling there, when Ram took her from behind. He grabbed her hips and fucked his rigid prick all the way into her flowing pussy from the rear.

"Ohnnnn!" Hema moaned, a little louder than she wanted to.

It felt wonderful going in, filling her whole cunt and probing deep into her body. At the same time, some funky animalistic need awoke inside her, brought on by the way they were doing it.

She swirled her ass back into his thrusting cock. Ram leaned forward over her back and grasped her dangling tits with his hands. His fingers pinched and twisted Hema's excited nipples. Hema thought she was going to come unglued. The sensations that raced through her body were so intense that she hissed and moaned with each powerful thrust of Ram's prick deep into her throbbing cunt.

"God, I've never felt anything like it!" she moaned, biting her lower lip as the pleasure grew hotter. She looked back over her shoulder, wincing as he fucked his cock deep into her, then trying to kiss him. Ram leaned forward and caught her mouth with his. Then he fucked his prick deep into her again.

"Agghnnn!" Hema groaned. "Oh yes! Ungghh!"

"Quiet, baby, they'll hear us, or wake up," Ram whispered. "Ohhhhnnnn, I just want you to fuck me and fuck me so much, I don't care if they hear us!"

Hema moaned. "Ungh! Ungh!"

"You will if Sneha hears us!" Ram panted.

But Hema was too far gone with hot, throbbing lust to care. She put her face down on the rug between her hands, shut her eyes and gave herself up to the fierce fucking he was giving her. Ram got up on one foot for more leverage and fucked his cock down deep into her pussy with each thrust. Hema's ass was high in the air, wiggling and bucking. Her body quivered and ached with pleasure as Ram fucked his cock into her. She mewled and whimpered softly, trying not to make noise but unable to control the sounds that came from deep in her throat.

"Ohhhnnn My Lord Ram, fuck me, baby, fuck me!" she groaned in a husky whisper, feeling the first sharp twinges of a hot climax. Ram's hands were all over her smooth body. He fucked his cock into her tight cunt, ripping it up into her and lifting her knees off the carpet with each lunge. Hema yelped softly, already turning to mush as the true force of her orgasm began to hit her.

Ram came just seconds before her. He grunted and fucked his cock into her roughly, and Hema could feel it spewing poodles of warm cum into her cunt. The sensation made her dissolve in a wild swoon as shock waves of hot orgasm consumed her shuddering body.

"Ohhhnnnggg! God, baby, Ram, I'm coming!" she moaned.

"Aiiiyoooo! Aiiiiyooo! Ammmaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"

She knew she was wailing too loud, but she couldn't stop herself. The spasms of pleasure wrenched her flesh. She collapsed on the floor with Ram on her back, his pulsing cock still buried deep in her pussy.

"Oh God, oh God!" she finally whimpered as the spasms died out. Ram withdrew his cock and rolled over on the floor beside her. They kissed, and Hema rubbed her body against him. She couldn't believe that they had fucked twice on the night before his Wife's Seemantham(9th Month ceremony).

"Why did you marry Sneha!" she whispered to him. "How can we keep doing this?"

"It'll be even easier for us as we move forward, stay with us, you are any way getting divorced." he said.

"Vinod is a bastard, I can't live with him but cannot come to Chennai, What about my children, what about my job?"

Ram Shrugged, "So you're going through with it – the divorce?"

Hema responded, "How can I back out now, anyways, I have to fuck you whenever an opportunity shows up?"

Ram taunted her, "So I have to fuck you only because you are getting divorced?"

"In that case, you'd better get out of my room right now," Hema said, feeling both angry and hurt.

Reluctantly but internally jubilant, Ram got up and left.

Several minutes passed before Hema got up and lay down on her bed. She had been fucked three times in barely an hour, but she still couldn't fall asleep.

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Hema - Vivacious Beauty Ch. 06

After the fuck-party with her father in law and the guys, Hema was sore for days. The memory of the four cocks plunging in and out of her pussy at the same time almost made her come again. She would get all wet just thinking about it. Her cunt still ached from the fierce ripping fuck they had given her. But when she touched it with her fingers it throbbed and sliced and sluiced and responded, and she knew that if the guys were near, she would beg to have them do it to her again.

She also had a hard time getting out of her mind the sight of being fucked in the pussy and the ass at the same time. Just recalling her father in law involved in it made her pulse race. Her own tiny asshole fluttered and clenched as she thought of it happening to her. And yet she herself had been crushed between two men on two different occasions, feeling their hard cocks fucking in and out of her cunt and coming in hot wild bursts of screaming pleasure. She knew it was only a step from what she had done to her squealing ecstasy.

Her husband was away on office work, leaving her and children alone when Danush appeared on some work in Bangalore for the week. And dwelling in her imagination on the events of the party, Hema totally forgot about being alone with her younger brother, and the opportunity they now had to repeat their earlier encounter. But obviously Danush was aware of it.

She passed down the hall one day in the late afternoon after she had finished work and glanced into Danush's bedroom through the open door as she walked by. The children had just gone out to play after coming back from School. Danush was naked and sitting on the edge of his bed with his laptop on his lap and it was obvious a porn on the Screen. His hard young body caught Hema's admiring eye. Danush's shoulders were broad, his torso muscular and his thighs powerful. Hema lingered in the doorway, looking at him, letting her eyes finally drop to the long thick hanging rope of his huge cock. Again she could hardly believe her eyes. The blood beat in her throat.

Danush smiled at her. She couldn't help grinning back. "Don't you think you should put on some clothes?" she asked him.

"Why?"

"It's not decent."

"Why are you looking, then?" he asked.

"I ... can't help it."

As she watched, Danush's incredible cock began to swell and rise. She became even hotter, feeling her cunt itch and pulse, her nipples throb. God, we can't do it again! She thought. It was so wrong even to do it once! I can't let it happen. I'm the older. It's up to me to stop it.

But she kept remembering Anis's large cock, which was not even as big as Danush's, hammering in and out of her. Her cunt could still almost feel it. Her brother's prick was now standing and throbbing like a huge huge Banana. He walked toward her, holding his prick in one hand.

His eyes burned into hers.

Hema could feel tightness in her throat. In spite of herself, she could feel her cunt getting wet and pulsing insistently. She backed away as he approached her, still not taking her eyes off his magnificent jerking cock.

"Danush," she said softly. "You know we can't." Danush kept coming. He pushed her back against the wall of the Drawing Room. Then he reached out and took her wrist. He drew her hand down until her fingers brushed the stiff shaft of his twitching prick.

"Oh My God!" Hema gasped.

Her fingers curled around his stiff prick. Danush bit his lower lip. His cock got even harder and hotter in her hand.

"We can't, Danush!"

"Nobody will know," he said hoarsely.

"We will!"

"We kept it a secret last time."

"I know, but-"

Suddenly Danush had his hands under her sweater. It was cold on that day in Bangalore and she was feeling a bit feverish. They slid up to her bra. He squeezed her full tits through the fabric.

"I want to feel them in my hands," he whispered.

"Danush, don't!" Hema whimpered. But Danush was too far gone to stop. He crushed his mouth down on hers. His tongue stabbed between Hema's lips. She gasped and squirmed but was unable to escape from him. Danush pulled her sweater roughly up over her head, biting and kissing her smooth neck. His fingers tore at the clasp of her bra. Hema panted heatedly as she tried to pull away from him. He couldn't get it open. His urgent fingers bit into the smooth skin of Hema's back. She squeezed his hot, huge cock in her hand, almost instinctively.

"God, Hema, I've got to have you!" Danush panted, pulling at her bra.

"Don't, Danush, don't, the children will be awake!" she whimpered.

But his strength finally won out. The fabric of her bra snapped, and he ripped it off her. He took the torn piece of cloth and flung it down the Drawing Room. His eyes were raging with lust. Hema could feel her knees weaken. Her body grew pliant and yielding. She knew she wanted him as much as he wanted her. He kissed her shoulders and her throat. His mouth explored every inch of her throbbing tits. His tongue flicked her sensitive nipples. Hema moaned and shivered.

"Ohhhh God, Danush!" she sighed.

He sucked one into his warm wet mouth, holding her tit in both hands and kneading it. Hema Balaji felt a hot delirium of lust sweep through her quivering body. She grasped his huge prick in both hands and rubbed it eagerly. The young juicy married slut was a nympho, rarely seen but even one of them can be dangerous for the men, because then they are the true man eaters. Hema Balaji was an excellent example. She loved the specie - Man. Only for the oblong between the legs and it did not matter who it was as long as this part of his body was attractive.

"God, I want you to fuck me," she whimpered. "God, I want you to fuck me." She slumped to the floor of the Drawing Room with him. Danush took her other round tit in both hands and lashed her swollen nipple with his tongue. Then he sucked it hard. Hema shut her eyes and moaned. She pulled on his enormous prick, feeling it jump and strain with urgent life. Then she slithered down his body and laved it with hot kisses and saliva. Her fingers went into her mouth and came out slick with saliva and rubbed his balls before she closed her wet lips around the ballooning head of his thumping prick.

"Unnngggpphhh, God, Sis!" Danush groaned, this is one thing which no man can afford to dislike. A Woman's mouth on his cock, and he could not control himself. Suddenly, spurts of cum spouted out of his pulsating cock into Hema's face. Then she realized, she had forgotten how little control he had. "Oh God!" she gasped, sucking his cock back into her mouth and swallowing his sperm juice eagerly. She held his pumping cock and gulped wildly until he collapsed back onto the carpet, panting helplessly. Then she licked the last drops of cum off it and wiped the dripping beads of sperm off her cheek.

"Danush, you've got a wild one here," she said. "It just goes off like a rabbit without any warning. Next time give me a heads up, okay?"

"I'm sorry," her brother said feeling embarrassed.

Hema gave him a sisterly kiss on the lips. She felt a little self-conscious, having just gulped down his cum. On top of that, she realized that her own young body was still burning with need. He had gotten his rocks off, but she was still hornier than ever. Nevertheless, she tried to get control of herself. She patted his limp cock affectionately with one hand.

"No need to be sorry," she said. "It's good it happened, in

a way." Hema felt his cock quickly growing hard again next to her fingers. Within seconds, it was stiff and throbbing, a hot giant ready to fill her pussy. God, this brother of mine is a Find! She thought, looking at her brother's massive prick.

"You said you wanted me to fuck you, still hoping to fulfill his and her wish" Danush said to her.

His hands crawled all over Hema's smooth body. His mouth found her tits again and sucked sharply. Hema moaned and twisted under his rough assault."Oh, Danush, Danush!" she panted. "Look, I've got an idea!"

"I want you, I want to fuck you!" he gasped.

"How would you like to do it in ... my ass?" she ventured to risk.

"Really, you are sure?" Danush's eyes lit up.

Hema nodded yes. From the frantic throbbing of his cock, she could see he was excited by the idea.

"But you'll have to promise not to be too rough, or to hurt me, okay? I mean, you're a little too strong sometimes." She moaned with desire and erotic pleasure.

"I'll be careful." He was equally eager.

"Let's go in to the Guest Room" she whispered, slithering her tongue into his ear. Danush grabbed her and pulled her down on the carpet. His hand found her wet cunt and he jabbed two fingers up into it. He bit her neck, and Hema moaned uncontrollably. She was afraid he would bang her right there.

"Danush, please!" she moaned. "In the Guest Room! You can fuck me! Please!"

"Shit, I can't stand it!" her brother panted. Hema stood up and pulled him to his feet. She could hardly take her eyes off the huge twitching pole of his prick. It excited her when she thought of what was in store.

"Now you go in the kitchen and get some butter or something," she said. "Please get some butter or something slippery which will melt inside the ass hole, to keep you from killing me. Okay?"

"Okay!"

She picked up her torn bra at the end of the Drawing Room and went to the Guest Room. There she pulled the covers down on the bed and sat on the edge, waiting for him and trying not to shiver with excitement. Danush stood in the doorway, holding the butter plate from the kitchen in one hand. In his other hand, he clutched his throbbing cock. It was a huge swollen shaft of flesh, and Hema gulped as she realized where it was going. God, maybe we shouldn't after all, she thought as her brother approached the bed. She began shaking uncontrollably. Danush sat down next to her. He put the butter plate beside them. He pulled her down next to him on the mattress, running his eager hand all over her naked tits.

"I want to fuck you! I want to fuck you!" he chanted softly in her ear. "Are you going to let me fuck you in the ass?"

"Maybe we'd better not," Hema was now getting apprehensive.

"Oh yes, oh yes, we've got to," Danush said, turning her over onto her stomach. "I want to."

Her brother's hands found the smooth pale brown cheeks of her ass. He squeezed and kneaded them passionately. The dusky married sister laid her head on her arms and tried to stop shaking. Then suddenly the sensations grew even wilder. Danush was actually kissing her ass cheeks, pulling them apart and running his tongue up and down the crack of her ass. Hema squealed and wriggled crazily. "Oooohhnnn uhmmmmmmmmdssdmmm! Danush, where did you learn to do that? Agghhh!"

"I just wanted to," he murmured.

"Ungh! This must be from the blue movies you keep watching bastard, it must be the Sylvia Saint movies" she gasped as she felt him slip a finger into her ass. God, it'll never work! she thought. It hurts already! And that's only his finger!

But Danush quickly spread the soft butter all over two of his fingers. When he began to fuck her asshole with them this time, Hema relaxed and let the feelings of lust spread through her body. It felt good. She began to squirm, swirling her ass back and up into the motion of his hand.

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"Ohhh yesss, Danush, yes!" she moaned.

"Jeeva, Hema, your ass is beautiful and yes Silvia is my favorite -I am willing to pay any price for a roll with her!" her brother gasped as he hand-fucked it, opening her up.

"Bastard, so that is the trick, she is your cock throb, you going to fill it up with that giant cock of yours little brother?" she asked, whimpering uncontrollably as her sexual need got the better of her.

"You bet I love Silvia movies along with Veronica Diaz." Danush said.

She watched over her shoulder as he began to swipe the butter all over the enormous shaft of his prick. Soon the whole thing was glistening and slick. Danush put the butter aside. She watched him move in behind her ass cheeks and nestle his huge twitching cock in the crack between them. Then he pulled her ass cheeks apart. Hema held her breath. She clenched her teeth.

"Oh God, Danush, please, please don't hurt me and do not waste time on blue movies!" she answered softly. "God, it's so big!", she thought.

"I won't!" Danush gasped, inching the huge head of his stiff cock into the brown, puckered ring of her asshole. "Owwwnngg!" Hema cried out as she felt it penetrate her. She shut her eyes and winced as he forced the massive rigid rod into her. It felt like a ramrod pole. Her whole body throbbed and shook with incredible hot fires, stabbed to the quick by Danush's probing cock. He did not stop pushing until it was embedded deeply inside her. Hema's entire body felt impaled on it, stuffed to the splitting point. She could not even moan or cry. Small helpless sounds of panic mixed with intense pleasure came from deep in her heart.

"Ohhhhnn God, it hurts, don't move!" she cried, burying her face in the sheet. But the discomfort merged gradually into fantastic pleasure. Danush was crouched on top of her back, panting and groaning softly. Hema turned her face up to him. "Okay," she murmured. "Now, does it slow? Fuck me slow, Danush. God, it feels good!"

Lubricated by the butter, Danush's gigantic prick began to fuck in and out of Hema's ass. The sensations were excruciating but exhilarating for both of them. Hema only realized in the midst of her own moaning that she could hear her brother's moans intermingled with hers and it meant, he was fantasizing Silvia, Hema's whole quivering young body felt crammed with hot cock. She whimpered and squirmed, clenching her teeth and hissing uncontrollably as she tried to bear the fiercely intense feelings. Soon she got onto her knees, which tilted her marvelous ass up into Danush's frantic thrusts. He grabbed her hips and fucked his enormous prick deep into her asshole, making Hema cry out with mingled pleasure and pain.

"Annngghh! Ungg! Oh shit!" she moaned, feeling sizzling darts of pain spray through her impaled bung hole.

"God, Hema, I can't help it!" Danush panted. But the last thing she wanted him to do was stop. She got one hand to her crotch and began rubbing her swollen clit in frantic rhythm with his sharp plunges. The pleasure was so intense that she could barely keep from collapsing under him. Already she could feel the hints of the pulverizing orgasm that was about to swallow her. Danush kept jabbing his huge prick deep into her ass, making her wince and shudder, then bloom with agonizing hot spasms of pleasure. Sunk in a wild delirium of lust, she grunted softly and gasped with crazy passion, swirling her skewered ass back and up at Danush's drilling cock.

"Unnnggghhh God, yesss! Ungggh! God, it goes so deep! Oh, God yes, do it harder, Danush! Unggghh! Yes, yes, yes!"

Danush was just as wild with lust as Hema was. He got up on one knee and fucked his huge stiff prick deep down into her asshole, drilling and drilling her with it until Hema was a groaning, quivering wreck. Each lunge of his massive cock down into her ass made her see stars. She pinched her clit with her fingers, and suddenly her entire straining body was swallowed by an intense orgasm. It knocked the breath out of her, and she lay whimpering and gasping as Danush's cock erupted inside her ass at nearly the same moment. Then a second wave of spasms hit her, this one even more excruciating than the first.

"God-Danush! Anggheeee! Oh God, oh shit, unggghh, oh, again!"

The intensity was agonizing, almost unbearable. She clenched her teeth and hissed with choking pleasure, feeling her asshole pulse and flame as Danush's cock released pellets of warm sperm juice into her. He didn't stop fucking her roughly during the entire copulation, and that just made Hema have more climaxes, hot short violent ones that left her limp and mewling with exhaustion. Finally Danush stopped moving. He slumped forward onto her back. Hema collapsed face-down on the mattress. Her brother's throbbing cock was still buried deep in her ass. She experienced slight pain each time he moved.

"Danush, take it out slowly, okay?" she asked as she felt him start to withdraw his prick from her wounded asshole.

"Okay."

"Ohhhhnnnn!" she moaned, biting her lip and grimacing as the prick slid out of her. She rolled over and kissed him. Danush was grinning with guilty pleasure. "God, I can't believe how you banged my little ass so hard, Danush," she said to him, reaching down to caress his limp cock.

"I couldn't help it," Danush said sheepishly.

"But I loved it!" Hema murmured to him. "God, I thought was going to die of coming."

"Me too." He was in consonance.

"You liked it?"

Danush nodded vigorously. "Can we do it again?"

Hema could still feel the throbbing and burning in her poor ravaged ass. His warm cum was still leaking out of it. The thought of doing it again left her momentarily faint.

"Maybe sometime!" she whispered. "But you nearly killed me! I've got to recover first!"

"Can you do it the other way?" he asked eagerly. In her hand, she felt his incredible cock jumping to life once again. At the same time, she could feel her pussy beginning to bubble with juice.

"How can you still get a hard-on, after that?" she asked him.

"It's easy with you, Hema." He clutched her naked tits in his hands, squeezing them excitedly. Hema had no trouble guiding his long stiffening prick into her runny cunt. They were lying next to each other, and she threw one leg up over Danush's hip.

"Unnnggghhh!" she groaned softly as his cock fucked deeply into her, filling up her tight cunt.

"Oh gosh, Hema, I love to fuck you so much!" Danush gasped.

"God, you don't love it any more than I do, little brother," Hema said, embracing him and rolling over on her back.

She raised her legs until her knees were draped over his shoulders that made his huge cock fuck deep into her with each sharp thrust. She plucked on her ass and kissed his ear, driving Danush wild again with young, eager lust. After the violent fucking he had given her poor asshole, this was pure pleasure for Hema. His cock was gigantic, but the feel of it cramming her pussy made her quiver with bliss. She pumped her groin up into his piercing thrusts, growing faint as the sensations of a hot new orgasm began to approach.

"Oh, Danush, I'm going to come again!" she whimpered. "God, you fuck me so good! You've got such a great cock! Ungggh! God, yes, I love it when you stab me real deep like that! Unggghh!"

Danush's hands dug into her young smooth flesh. He fucked his stiff cock into her, panting and fucking her with quick hot jabs as his own climax grew closer.

Hema shut her eyes and bit her lip as she felt his prick begin to shoot cum into her. How he could have anything left, she didn't know. But the cum spouted out of his surging cock, filling her inflamed cunt and making her groan with pleasure as an orgasm engulfed her squirming body. "Aaaghhhh!" she groaned loudly as the fires of her climax swallowed her. "Unnnggggh, oh, Danush!" Twisting and wriggling under Danush's stabbing cock, she cried out with incredible pleasure. Danush kept fucking her until the last drops of sperm juice dribbled from the head of his plunging prick. Then he slowly put her legs down and pulled his cock out of her clinging pussy.

Hema pulled him down next to her and kissed him. "I can't believe you, you incredible guy," she said breathlessly. "You really know how to fuck. That prick of yours is the best there is."

He grinned sheepishly. "You think so, do you tell this to every man you fuck?"

Hema nodded. She was ashamed of herself for realizing that she was thinking of the last few weeks including the Chennai days.

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Hema - Vivacious Beauty Ch. 07

The Corporate Fuck happens at the Ceremony.

Hema was in Chennai to attend and participate in her sister's marriage and already the would be brother in law Ram took her in the house elaborately and luxuriously.

Finally the day arrived and it was Sneha's Ceremony.

Hema was surprised to find that she could barely look her sister in the face. She was afraid it was written all over her own features: He fucked me. The guy you're going to live all your life with whose baby you are within your womb, Sneha, he fucked me, last night. Not once, but twice.

And during the second time he caught me like an animal on the floor and fucked me from behind! And I loved it, Sneha, each time. Hema could feel her pulse quickening even as the words appeared in her head. She tried to avoid her sister during the minutes leading up to the ceremony. At the same time, she tried to avoid Ram and her brother Danush too. So she was sitting in the main hall, leafing through a magazine, when a very handsome guy in a Silk Angavastaram poked his head in the door.

"Whoops, I guess this isn't it," he said. "I'm looking for Ram Subbu. I'm his Friend." Hema smiled, intrigued by the good-looking man. She was almost sorry to be wearing a formal traditional South Indian dress, which covered up the lines and sex of her body. But she squirmed in her chair and crossed her legs, watching his eyes linger on her shapely calves.

"I'm Hema," she said. "I'm Sneha's sister."

He grinned and came over to her. He sat in the chair next to hers. Hema realized that these were the chairs couples sat in to be taken through the 'Pooja' ceremony planned during the day. The thought made her giggle softly. "I'm sorry, I know it's rare and odd to be wearing an Angavastaram," the man said, winking.

"Oh, no, I wasn't laughing about that."

"I'm Biswananth Arjun," he said, extending a hand. "Well, I guess I should be finding Ram."

"Oh, don't go yet. Are you by any chance working with Traction Motors?"

"Yes, I work for them as the Regional Manager for South India, how you know that?" he was certainly sounding curious. Little did he know about the conversation between Balu and this damsel?

Hema felt embarrassed. How to tell him about the conversation which she had with Balu and also, somehow thinking again about Ram and Danush had gotten her aroused. And Arjun made her feel even more excited for the reason which we all know, he was her next victim from a Corporate Whore angle and she had to tell him who she was. She knew it was silly, but she didn't want him to leave just yet.

"Did you have something else in mind?" he asked, looking down over her dress. Hema's young tits swelled under the frilly fabric of her dress. She uncrossed and crossed her legs again. Then she looked around the room, as if desperate to see if they could lock it or something.

"I am Hema, work for Company", and she saw Arjun beaming and leering at her after that. She understood the reason.

And she also realized that he was equally wild to fuck her.

"Oh, did Balu just-talk to you about me" she said nervously. Arjun's eyes continued to linger on the neckline of her dress. Just a soft hint of the valley between her two firm jutting tits was visible. He couldn't stop looking at it.

"You're very beautiful, Hema, I can't believe it; yes Balu spoke to me that you will come with the Proposal, but cannot wait till such time. I cannot wait to meet you, you are so lovely." he said under his breath.

He put his hand out, as if he wanted to touch her, but couldn't let himself do it. Hema took his hand in her own and drew it forward until it rested on the very spot he was glaring at, the 'V' between her tits. His fingers on the bare skin of her chest felt warm and dangerous. She leaned forward, her lips wet and parted. Two of Arjun's fingers slipped beneath her neckline. Hema could feel her pussy getting wet.

"Did you ever feel like you and someone else just had to-" But before she could finish, Arjun's mouth found hers. His tongue slipped inside and stabbed hers. His fingers dug into her flesh, trying to slip under the tight bra she wore.

"Wait a second! This is audacious. I am not so cheap that you just pounce on me like this" she panted and feigned annoyance softly. But this was an opportunity to be capitalized. She wound up taking his hands in hers and looked at the fingers silently, "You want them to do something? Do you have to talk here?" he quipped.

She realized that they were sitting right out in public, where anyone could pop in on them without warning. She looked into his eyes and made a simple statement. "Listen, Arjun, I need the Order from you, if you can call your office and get it ready, I promise you fun here today."

"Wow, how the hell was I to be prepared for it, I do not work today. And nobody in my office is aware of it. The Purchase guy will ask me 100 Qs." He showed his exasperation.

But she couldn't stop herself. She reached behind her back and undid the top buttons of her dress. Then she unfastened the clasp of her bra.

"Even now, it is not possible." She shook him out of his senses, he did not expect her to be such a brazen slut and it caused a tremor in his crotch.

Immediately Arjun plunged his hand under the cup of her bra and grasped her firm round tit. He squeezed it, and then pinched her thick swollen nipple, kissing her at the same time. Hema felt her cunt flood with juice.

"Oh God, yes!" she gasped into his ear. "I want you to suck it but the Order first; I need that right away, at least a mail confirmation to Balu from your Blackberry and the actual PO can follow. We will treat your mail as a LoI, and then am all yours!" She rearranged the blouse and hooked her bra back.

"Here, from here, I do not have my Black berry, do you have an internet connection?" he was amazed at her perseverance to get the work done for her company before he is allowed to fuck her.

"What if I do it --and you do not yield" he had a valid question.

Quickly she glanced around. Behind the hall and near the corner was a door, partially open, which led to a small bathroom. Hema stood up and pulled Arjun toward it." In here," she murmured, drawing him inside and locking the door behind them. "This is where I will fuck you and you can enjoy my body. Do you need any more evidence?"

The room was so small that there was barely enough room for the two of them. Without saying another word, Arjun started kissing her heatedly. Hema leaned against the small wash basin and coiled her searching tongue around his passionately. While he kissed her, Arjun tried to unfasten the blouse with the clips on the back of her dress. She held him, "I can feel your Mobile -- send a message to Balu and I will give you your treat."

He slipped out of the bathroom, and was away for a while. After 10 minutes, She got a call from Balu, "Hey my Queen, give him a nice time, he has just confirmed the order, and sent us a mail copying the Purchase guy. Treat him well. He wants you for the next two days, he has taken off and was supposed to go to Coimbatore but will like to spend it wit you at his house."

Just when the call got over, the lover returned and this time, closed the bathroom door himself and tore her dress off her shoulders. The dress fell to her feet. Her bra straps slid down her arms. Arjun could hardly wait for her to shed the bra before he filled his hands with her springy tits. Hema pulled his head down to them with both hands.

"Suck me!" she pleaded. She wanted him badly and he was extremely turned on by the silver anklets cling clang sound on the ankles and the lovely diamond stud on her nose ring.

"Suck me! Ohhhh, do it hard!"

He held one of her firm tits in both hands and sucked her throbbing nipple deep into his mouth and once in a while kissed her nose especially on the diamond stud. And every time he did that, Hema mewed like a cat and bit her lip. She almost fainted with pleasure. Finally, he tongued and sucked her nipple until it was stiff and rubbery, then turned to the other one. "Ohhhh!" Hema moaned, pushing her aching tit into his mouth. "It feels so good! Yes, suck hard! Unggghhh!" she was breathless with lust.

While he busied himself sucking her nipples, Hema got his belt buckle open. Then she undid the angavastaram role and she could feel the hot, coiled power of his thick cock through the cotton of his underwear. Her tits tingled and pulsed with fire under his working lips. He held them both in his hands, squeezing them roughly, devouring her pointy nipples again and again.

"Hema, what beautiful tits you've got!" he panted. "I've never seen any so lovely as these!"

"Really?" she whimpered, feeling her pussy melt with juice and throb with need. "God, Arjun, I want you to fuck me but please ensure Balu gets the order!"

"Here, I mean you want me to fuck you here? By the way, the Order is taken care" he asked and said, as if echoing his earlier question.

"No, here," Hema said in a sultry voice, taking one of his hands from her naked tits and pulling it down to her panties. He could feel the wetness of her cunt through the fabric. Seconds later, Hema slid her hand under his shorts and grasped his cock. She pinched the swollen prick head lightly with her fingers, and Arjun gasped.

"Don't you want to?" she asked, kissing his neck and stroking his thick hard cock.

"Of course I want to. But ... what if somebody comes in?" he was worried.

"I locked it."

"The ceremony is starting any minute."

"If you don't fuck me now, you'll never get another chance and I do not care of the Order you need to give Balu!" Hema whispered, sticking her tongue into his ear.

That was enough for Arjun. He pulled her panties down her legs with both hands. Hema kicked them off her ankles. She stood with her back against the tiny bathroom wall, opposite the toilet, and spread her thighs. Arjun was taller than she was. He had to stoop, bending his knees and guiding the long rigid shaft of his cock between her cunt lips.

"An ngggh!" Hema groaned as it fucked into her.

He kissed her neck and grabbed both of her tits in his hands. When he stood straight up, his cock lifted her off the floor. On the hard edge of it rubbed against her erect clit and made Hema whimper with intense pleasure. "Oh, shit, yes, I'm so close!" she moaned. "God, just fuck me fast! Unh, unh!"

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He started fucking her, thrusting his hard cock up into her streaming pussy, making her clit jangle wildly. Each upward thrust made her gasp and wince as incredible pleasure streamed through her quivering body. She clung to his shoulder, mashing her tits into his squeezing hands.

"Ohhhhh! Oh!" she gasped, reeling as he lifted her whole body up off the floor with each powerful thrust of his cock. But suddenly they heard voices on the other side of the door, in the minister's office. Arjun stopped in mid-thrust. Both of them were panting so heavily that Hema didn't know how the people on the other side of the door could possibly not hear them.

"Oh GOd!" she whispered.

"Shhhh!"

Straining her ears, she could just hear the priest talking to someone. Then she heard the holy bell ringing and the voices murmured some more. Then she heard him punching the buttons on the cell phone.

"God, aren't they ever going away?" Hema asked softly.

"What if he wants to use the bathroom?" Arjun asked.

"Oh shit!" while she said that, at the same time, she felt wildly excited by the danger they were in. Arjun's long hard cock didn't show any sign of wilting. His hands fell to her ass and he caressed and gently squeezed the smooth round moons while they waited. Hema could feel herself on the verge of coming just from the thrill of the moment.

"If you do that, I'm going to come," she said to him in a whisper. "Ohhhhh, I'm not joking."

"Shhhh, listen. I think they may be gone."

"What if they're just not talking?"

Arjun began to fuck his long prick up and down inside her pussy again. Hema felt her whole body shiver with hot tremors of pleasure. His fingers dug into the flesh of her naked ass, making her whimper with need.

"Ohhhh, God, I don't care if they are still there!" she moaned against his neck. "Just fuck me, please! Yesss!"

She hoped the priest and his companion were really gone, because she knew there was no way to stop her and Arjun from a blistering finish to their fuck now. He fucked his cock up into her steaming cunt, making her mewl with frantic need. Hema clung to him, her body tense with lust, moaning and sighing softly.

"Ohhhhnnnn, Arjun, I'm going to come!" she murmured into his neck.

"Me too!" he panted.

He pushed Hema's ass back into the tiled wall and fucked her splashing pussy wildly. Hema felt the orgasm wrench her with a sharp impact. Hot fuck juice poured suddenly from her shuddering cunt.

"Unnggghhhheee!" she squealed, burying her face in the shoulder of his jacket to muffle her screams.

"Unnnggg!" Arjun grunted as his stabbing cock began squirting cum into her. Paralyzed by the bliss of her climax, Hema felt her knees sag. She nearly fell to the floor, but Arjun caught and held her. They were locked together for several moments before the intensity of pleasure waned.

"Ohhhhh, God!" Hema gasped, finally getting control of herself again. "I hope nobody heard me! I really couldn't help it!"

Arjun was busy kissing and sucking her tits again. He didn't seem to be able to get enough of her. His hard cock was still throbbing inside her cunt.

"Don't you think we should show up for the Seemantham?" Hema asked him.

"To hell with it," he said. "I just want to go on."

"Mmmm, me too, but they might miss us."

Reluctantly, they disentangled and pulled on their clothes again. Luckily no one was in the open Hall when they came out of the bathroom. Arjun grabbed her before they left the place.

"I hope this won't be the last time, you need the Order and I need your lovely pussy" he whispered.

"Me too, I agree, please call me over, my cell phone is xxxxxxxxxx!" Hema smiled at him.

It was hard to go through the ceremony without looking at Arjun. So she looked down at her bouquet instead. It was also hard for Hema not to look at Ram. He stood stone-faced beside her sister Sneha, but once she caught his eye. She looked around the hall, trying to get her mind off Ram. But that was also a mistake, because her eyes lit on her brother Danush's face.

She couldn't keep her darting glance away from his crotch. She thought she could detect the outline of his enormous cock through his pants. Hema could still hardly believe it. To think that he'd been living under the same roof with her and here that enormous prick was hanging between his thighs. She could still recall the sensations of the huge rigid cock fucking up and down inside her cunt as she sat on it the night before.

Danush saw her looking at him, and at his crotch. He smiled, and she saw his prick actually swelling under his pants. That made her wet, and she felt her pulse racing. At the same time, the priest was speaking to Sneha and Ram about some 'mantras'.

God, this can't be happening to me! Hema thought it so odd, listening to Sneha getting to be a mother and wanting her husband and my own brother both to fuck me? How awful!

And her desire to have them fuck her somehow became twisted into a fantasy of both of them, Ram and Danush, fucking her at the same time. She glimpsed in her mind her naked body struggling and writhing between them while they fucked her. But soon, the ceremony was over. Ram and Sneha went down the Hall, and she followed them, hanging onto Arjun's arm.

Outside the Temple, they all posed for the Family picture.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Hema - Vivacious Beauty Ch. 08

The scene shifted to the house for a ***** ritual which was five kms from the Temple, and Arjun offered to drive her. Hema quickly accepted. But he had only driven one block before he veered off into a bye lane and sped off towards Adyar, and stopped exactly after 10 minutes in front of a huge building and pulled her out just to make sure, they get into the lift with the watchman just glaring at the couple and he didn't have to say anything. The guy was used to Arjun's lecherous behavior.

Upon reaching a particular flat which belonged to him, Arjun barely opened the door and he and Hema grabbed each other and began kissing feverishly. He got one hand up her dress and under her panties immediately again.

"You're so wet, baby!" he whispered.

"I thought I was going to come during the ceremony, just from looking at you!" Hema murmured. "Ahhhmmmm!"

His fingers on her clit drove her crazy. She arched her back and squirmed her juicing cunt down onto his probing fingers. At the same time, she unzipped his fly and took out his cock. It throbbed hotly in her hands. She squeezed and caressed it, making Arjun pant and clutch her body roughly.

Arjun groaned as his smooth body glistened with sweat. His chest was wide and deep, his dark flat surface hard and hairless. He closed his eyes and groaned loudly, his hips grinding down hard as though he intended to drive his entire being into the beautiful mouth of Hema who lay luxuriously next to him.

He was slightly exhausted and felt spent after the heavy fucking in the Bathroom at the Convention Hall, and sank onto her, and kissed her gently, his tongue slipping into her mouth. She held his sweating body, tenderly caressing his head and his powerful back, her fingertips contouring his fine physique. Her breasts pressed hot against his chest. His cock began to rise inside his underwear again and slowly, he slipped it out and rolled over onto his back beside her.

She wondered if he had the stamina to fuck her over again. She felt good. It was great sex, satisfying hard and demanding. Her body still tingled, and there was the deliciously sticky crawl of his spunk on her thighs, streaks of it on her breasts and her lips from the time when he had sucked her mouth and breasts in the bathroom. Hema was stinking and she liked it and so did Arjun, he loved the grime and dirt on a Woman.

She turned to him, rising on an elbow. Arjun thought she was one of the loveliest women he had ever seen. He cupped the side of her face. She kissed his groin tenderly, and then rose to kiss him on the mouth with gentle longing. Her tongue slipped into his mouth. His hand slid down her lovely long neck to the superb swell of her breast and cupped the warm flesh. Her nipples were still stiff. He smiled to himself. He would enjoy fucking her again.

"C'mon," he murmured. "Suck my cock again, my darling."

Hema giggled in pleasure, her eyes shining. She bent her head and lasciviously licked and sucked his nipples. He sighed in pleasure. Slowly, her tongue trickled down his hard body, swirled through his navel and dipped lower to nuzzle his crotch. He spread his legs wide and pulled her head into his groin.

"Do you want me to suck you?" she asked softly with mischief written all over. Arjun swore but nodded.

She bent her head down into his lap. Holding his jerking cock in both hands, she fed the swollen head of it between her sensual lips. She took it deep into her mouth. Hema's stunningly beautiful face was turned to one side, her lovely eyes closed and her lips parted in passion. Her breasts were swollen and hard, her nipples erect. The lust-heat was overpowering. Her body flamed with lust.

She licked and sucked his heavy balls delicately and then slowly took his cock in her mouth again this morning. He murmured his pleasure and closed his eyes in surrender. She was an incredibly sexy piece of ass and sluttish as a bitch in heat.

The memory of that long hot afternoon of glorious sex stirred their libido. Hema in particular was very aroused and her nipples stiffened as a breeze from the open window plucked at them. A thick river of sweat trickled sexily through the valley between her breasts. Hema's lips parted. Slowly, she drew her hands up over her thighs and firm belly to her breasts. She fondled them, and they swelled and grew turgid. Her pulse began to quicken. She squeezed the fleshy mounds together, rubbing and rolling the hard nipples under her palms. Her elegant fingers pinched her nipples, kneading and tweaking and plucking at them, and she bit her lower lip as a sudden jolt of electric lust flickered through her loins and breasts. Her legs split apart and she felt the first, delicious dewdrop of cunt-juice ooze between her thighs after they came into the house and into the bedroom.

"Please lick my cock, please!" he pleaded.

She looked at him holding his cock delicately and gave the cum drenched balls a swipe with the fingers running a tremor in his groin. She had stopped licking and it was troubling him. She wanted to tease him and torment him. She did not want to be easy this time. The soft, well-sprung bed on which they lay bounced and bucked with her lover's heavy, insistent rhythm.

Hema slid a finger down her crack, parting her cunt-lips gently with one hand, the other still on her nipples. Her finger curved into her cunt. She arched her back slowly, in exquisite delight, and slid her finger in deeper, to the knuckle, feeling the moist heat of her cunt and the hard tongue of her clitoris. She began to masturbate slowly.

Hema's stunningly beautiful face was turned to one side, her lovely eyes closed and her lips parted in passion. Her breasts were swollen and hard, her nipples erect. The lust-heat was overpowering. Her body flamed with lust. Behind her, Arjun, too, was masturbating. His eyes were riveted on her body. His cock glistened with pre cum gunk as he stroked its enormity and his cock and fingers soon grew sticky with pale secretions. He groaned softly. His penis was rock-hard and hot, throbbing and pulsating excitedly in his pumping fist.

On the bed, Hema's hips lurched at her wrist. Her shoulders were hunched; her head flung back, her lips parted in a wide 'O'. She mauled her breasts with mounting excitement, pumping the other hand between her legs. Her hips jerked up and down. Without pausing in her masturbation, she groped in her handbag with her other hand and pulled out something. Arjun squinted, trying to make out what it was. She pulled it free of the bag and he gasped when he saw that it was a fake Cock, a dildo. What he didn't know was that it was a vibrator as well one of the latest creations and it was ten inches in length, with a two inch thick shaft. It was dark, the color of a black man's penis. The shaft was ingeniously ribbed and spiked. It was of good rubber, and the surface looked flexible.

Hema looped the strap over one wrist and flicked the switch. It hummed softly and shook in her hand, growing hot and hard, like a real cock. Arjun looked at her curiously, wondering what she was up to. Moaning to herself, Hema kissed the cock-head, and licked and caressed its shaft. She slid the dildo over her breasts, rubbing it over her nipples, shivering in delight. Then she dragged it lower yet, down her belly, caressing the insides of her thighs and her cunt-lips.

She paused with it between her thighs. Her legs split apart and hooked over the arms of the chair and she slouched in the chair next to the Bed with her shoulders hunched, her breasts squeezed together, both hands holding the shaft. Slowly, she forced the cock-head into her cunt, and gasped loudly as the big cock-head stretched her cunt-lips open and bit into her flesh. Her back arched, her breath hissed between clenched teeth and her body tensed. She forced it deeper still, jerking it slowly from side to side, moaning and gasping, her head arching back. She licked her parched lips, murmuring in pleasure.

Her cunt flamed with lust. Her thighs trembled with tension. Slowly, they yielded and relaxed and spread further apart and she pressed the vibrator deeper into her cunt. It felt good, big and hard and thick, filling her cunt to the brim, the spikes and hard knobs scraping and pressing on her gorged clitoris as she slid it in deeper. Inch by inch, the dildo disappeared inside her till at last it was fully embedded in her cunt. Hema moaned loudly.

Arjun gaped, stunned. He had never even imagined anything like this.

"Like it, well I believe your Order is with no discount and for the good margins, we need to give you an incentive. This is the 1st installment, something to make you feel out of the World" she winked at him.

He rushed at her and took the dildo into his mouth and licked the creamy juice off the instrument and took her face in his two hands and kissed her feverishly, pulled her hair apart and sucked her nose nearly tearing the nose ring away from the hole. She was bursting in the heat equally and tore her nails into his vest and left a huge blood mark on his chest. Slowly after dipping the dildo in his saliva - he inserted it back into her pussy and slowly ran his thumb and index finger around her bung hole. She liked it and in no time she was plugged at both the ends and was generally enjoying it.

Arjun felt the hole to be ejecting some muck and slowly he realized that bung holes will contain muck - and removed the finger only to put it in her mouth - Hema loved the dirt and suck on the finger. It was easy to digest her own muck.

"Suck my cock," he commanded, finally trying to take control.

Hema's breath was short with excitement. She stepped forward and slipped to her knees before the Big Client. He waited, feet apart, head bent, watching her. She reached up and with trembling fingers slowly peeled down his huge cock, bigger than she had dared in the morning Bathroom interlude, she hoped. Now in the light of the room she could clearly see the prick which was still limp, it was at least eight inches long and over an inch thick, larger than most men's cocks were in full stretch. His balls were heavy and low. She noticed with a rush of pleasure that his entire cock-shaft and scrotum were closely shaved.