Tuesday , March 21 2023

My maid’s husband—A HOT STORY

“What is it?”
“Where have you kept my tie. I just can’t find it anywhere. ”
“It’s inside the wardrobe. ”
Amit always expected her to attend to him when he was getting ready for office. When they had got married ten years back she could do that. But now with their two kids going to school her morning schedule was hectic. Getting up early, preparing breakfast, waking up the kids, serving breakfast… it went on and on until Amit left for his office and she took the kids to the bus stand to catch the school bus.
Anita either slept nude or in a panty and that is why she made it a point to get up before the children. She had been asleep when the doorbell rang. She asked Amit to open the door but he was too sleepy. She tiptoed on her bare feet and peeped through the key hole. It was the maid Lakshmi. Anita opened to door. Lakshmi had had seen her nude off and on and so there was no problem in letting her see the breasts once again. Once in a while they had also discussed the lovemaking aspects of weddings. Lakshmi went to the kitchen and Anita saw that one of her anklets was missing. That is what happened when Amit made violent love. Before going to the kitchen she pulled on a knee length nightie and went to the kitchen.
Mornings were even tougher when the maid didn’t turn up. Lakshmi was a nice person and always went out of her way to help Anita. She never refused to do anything, quite unlike most of the maids employed by her friends and neighbours. When they had moved into this beautiful bungalow in Pratap Ganj, in the eastern suburbs of the city, she had felt elated. The apartment blocks would no longer stifle her. No doubt to it, she hated living in apartments.
But then Lakshmi had her own share of problems – her drunkard and abusive husband. He would return home late most of the days just managing to keep himself steady and would beat her up for flimsy reasons. Whenever the thrashing got too hard she had to stay away from work for a day or two. Anita pitied Lakshmi. Why did she stay with him? At times she tried to imagine an abusive Amit. If anything like that ever happened she would, surely, walk out. It was not a question of how much it hurt physically; it would be an intolerable insult on self-esteem. Then she would laugh at her idea of an abusive Amit…after all they had been college sweethearts and knew each other so well.
Whenever Anita expressed her opinion to Lakshmi, she laughed patiently.
“You don’t understand everything. ” Lakshmi would say, leaving Anita wondering.
But, Lakshmi had agreed that next time he repeated it she would bring him over for Anita to try to talk him out of this beastly habit. Yesterday when Anita learnt from another maid that Lakshmi wont turn up for work for a day or two she had expected them. They hadn’t turned up till now.
“Vipin and Varsha, I want you to finish your breakfast within five minutes. ” She warned. The kids were in their usual habit of messing up with the breakfast. Vipin with eight summers behind him was capable of taking care of himself but his six year old sister was still the baby of the family.
She looked up at the wall clock. It was eight-thirty.
“Honey, I’m off. Might be late in the evening. Amit stood beside her in the kitchen just long enough to plant a kiss on her cheek and if the situation permitted he would just slide the nighty aside and give a peck on her nipples. It’s one of those gestures that have stayed with them for the last twelve years. She followed him out of the kitchen, yanked the kids out of the table and sent them off to the bedroom to get dressed for school. They managed to do that on their own.
As she started to get dressed standing in front of the wardrobe mirror she mused that there was at least one bright side to her tough schedule. It definitely helped her to stay in shape. She was slim, tall – almost five feet seven and medium complexioned. She knew that even at thirty-two she was attractive.
“You are still a head turner, honey. ” Amit was always saying that. It was a harmless leg pulling on his part but going by the way people stared at her she knew he wasn’t wrong. Having put on her pale blue saree she turned, her side facing the mirror and arranged her shoulder length hair. That’s perfect, she decided. No unwanted prominence.
“Mama, we are ready. ” Their shout brought her back to her senses. It was time she took them to the bus stop for their school bus but luckily they went with Mrs. Pareek.
She flopped down on the bed. She felt too tired even to change her clothes. The blast of cool air from the ceiling fan helped her relax. It went just like that on day’s Lakshmi didn’t turn up. Later, she would get up, change and have her breakfast. A brief flip through the newspaper before she returned to the kitchen to get on with her daily chores. Now the only thing she could think of was to relax under the fan. Everything else could wait. She closed her eyes just to enjoy that stupor of sleep come over her.
The ringing doorbell brought her back to her senses. She looked at her watch. It was almost ten o’clock.
“Who can it be?” She murmured rising from the comfort of the bed. Peeping into the door-eye she could see Lakshmi standing outside. She opened the door to let her in. It was then that she noticed the man standing a couple of yards behind her, right on the driveway. She wondered whether she should let him in. She was wearing only a sleeveless nightie with no bra and a thong pantie which Amit liked. But since Lakshmi was there Anita decided to let them in.
“Do I need to tell you what happened day before yesterday?” Lakshmi said.
No, she nodded. “I have brought him with me. See whether you can talk him out of this beastly habit. I have my doubts. ”
Anita made way for Lakshmi to get into the house. As Lakshmi went past her she looked at the man standing there.
“Come in and close the door behind you. ”
She walked into the drawing room and sat down on the sofa. She was in a fix, should she invite them to sit on another sofa or on the floor. Before she could decide, Lakshmi made herself comfortable on the floor. Her husband followed suit.
“What’s your name?”
It was for the first time Anita had a close look at him. Unshaved, it looked he was having a hangover. That’s nothing surprising considering his habits. Otherwise, his hair was neatly combed and the shirt he was wearing was one of those she had given to Lakshmi. He looked fine in it. He must be around forty or so, she decided. He was couple of inches taller than she. Lakshmi had told her that he was a mason. Anita saw that his eyes were locked on her breasts. She wondered whether he could see her nipples through the thin material.

The next quarter of an hour she talked to them, at length, about the virtues of being a teetotaler. He seemed to understand everything, agreeing with her that he should get rid of this habit. While talking to them she bent down to pick a ball that the children had left on the floor. At that time the nightie also fell and she was sure that Bhasu saw her breasts.

“Nobody had explained to me the problems of being a drunkard the way you have done. ” He went on. “You are definitely younger to me in age but you are more matured. I guess, that’s what education does to you. Don’t worry, from this moment onwards I’ll concentrate on earning a decent living rather than wasting our earnings on drinks. ”

As they left, she could make out the gratitude on Lakshmi’s face.

More than an hour had passed by. She was still leafing through the newspaper…not feeling like starting the chores in the kitchen. But first, she had to change. She got up and started towards the bedroom. Just then the doorbell rang.

Must be the postman delivering the registered mail, she thought.

She opened the door to find Bhasu with a cloth bag.

“What is it?” She felt irritated, but controlled herself.

“I have put all the bottles that I had back home in this bag. As a tribute to the way you helped me I request you to throw these away yourself. ”

She agreed reluctantly, taking the bag from his out-stretched hand.

“Can I have a glass of water?”

“Sure. ” She replied putting down the bag on the floor.

When she returned with a glass of water, she found him standing inside. He gulped the water down and returned the glass to her. She took the glass but before she could move it away he caught hold of her hand pulling her to him. It was unexpected and fast…she just couldn’t react. All that she managed to do was to turn around so that he was behind her. At that moment panic struck her and the glass slipped out, shattering itself into pieces as it struck the floor. His hands were on her breasts gripping them so hard that it hurt. She bent forward to free herself form his amorous bear hug.

That didn’t help. To keep her balance she had to shove her behind at him. He responded immediately, his loins ramming against her behind. He was squeezing her breasts rather painfully.

“Stop or I’ll shout. ” She found her voice at last.

“I know you won’t do that. All that you need is a good fuck. ” He was panting. Recovering from her panic she fought back, her hands catching hold of his hair forcing him forward and her bare feet kicking at his shin.


He deserved it. Desperately, she clung to his hair. Unexpectedly, his right hand relinquished its hold on her. But it was only a brief respite. She felt his hands on her nightie, trying to pull it off. To her horror he succeeded, throwing it away from her reach. It lay in a crumpled heap on the floor.

Suddenly he released her.

She staggered, trying desperately to maintain her balance.

He slapped her hard, the sting ringing in her ears. Tears swelled in her eyes. Then came the second one, sending her reeling onto the floor. She was pinned down to the floor as the blows rained on her. She tried to resist, but most of them got through her defenses. Before long her strength began to wane away and the slaps coming in quick succession became unbearable.

“Please! I beg you…” She wailed.

Instantly it stopped. She started crying, drops of blood trickling down her nose.

“It’s nothing. Will be okay in a minute. ” He sneered as she felt his hands on her panties, tearing them off.

She couldn’t believe this was happening to her.

“Oh God! Let this be just a nightmare. ”

He couldn’t shift his eyes from what he had unveiled…long legs, firm thighs and neatly trimmed

pubic hair just covering her mons.

‘That is a nice pussy. If you are so fond of Lakshmi why did you not ask her to trim her pussy as


It was overwhelming. She was just what he had fantasized sitting on the floor in front of her,

listening to her crap on drinking.

He buried his head between her thighs inhaling the musk of her sex. Tentatively, he started licking her.

Oh God!” She shuddered clutching his head with her hands and trying to move him away. Amit never did that to her. As his tongue became more insistent increasing it’s rhythm and pressure she began to lose control. With a startle she realised that the body was capable of accepting what the mind rejected.

“Aah!” She moaned and moved her hands, putting an end to her feeble attempts to move him away.

Soon her moans became louder as she shuddered under his maneuvers. She was beyond all caring now…her background, education, husband, children…nothing mattered. There is no way out. She will have sex with this man…her maidservant’s habitually drunkard husband.

Abruptly, he got to his feet and started undressing. In his hurry he tore of his shirt and trouser. Lying on the floor, she had a fleeting glance of his manhood as he joined her. He is huge…certainly bigger than Amit, she thought. He raised her legs, arranged them on his shoulders and placed the tip of his cock at the entry of her pussy with just the head buried slightly in the folds of her pussy.

‘You want this inside? Do you get fucked daily?’

‘No, please don’t do it.’

“Hmm. so you don’t get fucked daily. Too bad. Perhaps he fucks Lakshmi.”She found the thought revolting. How could Bhasu think such a thing?

Slowly and steadily he started pushing. Anita was already wet and as her pussy held Bhasu’s foreskin back, his cock slid in smoothly.

‘I am so sorry but you did not resist enough and see it is already inside. It is nice, tight and warm. Obviously you don’t get fucked regularly. That is why you need me.’ And he increased the rhythm by fully withdrawing and then thrusting wildly. All the while he kept sucking her nipples and playing with the breasts.

‘Lakshmi had told me that you have nice breasts but these are just too good. Lucky man, your husband.’

“Oh God!” She sighed as her vagina stretched to accommodate him. She put her hands to her mouth stifling her moans as the tip of his penis drove all the way to her cervix again and again.

Bhasu seemed to carry on and on. Involuntarily she had locked her ankles around his back. An explosion that left them panting for breath. He discharged entirely inside her.

She looked at him.

“I told you that’s what you needed. You scare me the way you moaned. ” He was smiling. Embarrassed, she looked away.

When she tried to get up he pulled her back to him.

“Where are you going, my dear? We are not through as yet. Wouldn’t you like to fuck again?”

“I need to go to the bathroom. ” She tried to sound detached.

“But you can’t go like this. ”

He stood up and helped her to her feet. He had already stripped her naked. He turned her around.

“You can go now. ” He said patting her naked behind.

When she came back into the living room he was sitting in front of the television watching Sun TV.

“Come, sit over here. ” He was indicating his lap. She hesitated for a moment, acutely conscious of her nudity but then relented. He placed his cock at her pussy and wanted her to sit on it but the cock was limp after the discharge and did not go in.

Nevertheless as soon as she was on his lap his hands started caressing her again.

Half an hour later the smoldering fires began to burn again. But this time he wanted it differently…to come in her mouth. She had never performed fellatio, not even with Amit. It was perverse… something that you can read only in those English paperbacks. Certainly, she can’t do it.

“I won’t do that. ” She stood her ground.

Moments of his ecstasy he will not be able to hold onto her. Wanting to get over the whole thing she started to suck him vigorously.

The pressure of his hand on her head increased…she could feel his approaching orgasm. He was hard and huge inside her mouth. She started choking and gasped for air but there was no respite. She knew it was time to pull away…this would be the last time she would suck him in. He moved swiftly catching her unaware. His hands moved to the back of her head and powerfully pulled her to his groin. It was as if he knew from the very beginning what she had in mind. Tightly pressed against his groin, she was suffocating. She struggled to free herself, but he was too strong for her. Then suddenly he relaxed, allowing her to create just enough space to breathe. It was only a brief respite. The next instant she was again forced against his groin. As his penis hit the back of her throat he exploded. She had no other way but to gulp down his secretions to prevent herself from choking. When he released her she fell back, heaving a sigh of relief. Her cheeks and chin were covered with his semen that had escaped her mouth. Almost immediately she started retching and rushed to the bathroom, somehow managing to reach the wash basin, before throwing up. That gave her immediate relief from the nausea. When she looked up she found Bhasu standing beside her. She offered no resistance as he took her in his arms and gently ran his fingers through her hair to comfort her.

“Are you comfortable now?” He whispered. She nodded yes.

Bhasu helped her to clean up before leading her back to the living room. He helped her onto one of the sofas and then sat opposite her.

“Take it easy. ” Soon they were engrossed in the television.

“Okay its time. ” His words startled her bringing her attention back from the television.

“For what?

“Bhasu! Please don’t force me to do that again. I have never done that before. ”

“Okay, Okay. ” He seemed to understand and walked over to her.

She didn’t even get the time to flinch as he slapped her hard. Tears and stars sprang to her eyes.

He went back to the sofa.

“How many times do I have to tell you that your preferences don’t count. You don’t know your preferences, anyway. Just follow my orders and soon you will start enjoying it. Now crawl over here and you better keep it down this time. ” He threatened…

This time there was no nausea. When it was over she sat down on the floor, her head on his thigh – only inches away from his now satiated manhood. She felt too embarrassed to even look up at him. He knew how to have his way with a woman, there can be no doubt about it.

Anita looked at her watch and jumped. It was time for Varsha and Vipin to return home. Hurriedly she extricated herself from his embrace and got to her feet.

“Bhasu you have to go now. It’s time my son and daughter returned from school. ”

“Let me kiss you there one more time. ” He was looking straight at her naked crotch. “You look very nice when you are naked. Do you trim the hair there yourself or does your husband do it?”Anita remained quiet.

“Okay go there, stretch your arms overhead. Let me examine you. No hair under the arms, nice, very nice. A Mangalsutra in your neck. Good earrings. A diamong nose pin. A golden girdle around your waist, very expensive, no!But nice. Turn around. Oh nothing in your asshole. All it needs is a tight slap. Turn around again. Glass bangles on one wrist and gold one in the other along with a watch. And a combination of silver anklets and chain along with small toe rings. Nice red nail polish on your hands and toes. This is the way I want to see you when I come to … you tomorrow. You want to get… badly?Remember nothing else or else?” He said sneeringly

“You are nice to look at and nice to fuck. But we have missed out on one important thing.”said Bhasu “God!” Thought Anita. “Now what is it?”She was exasperated.. “Come closer, very close.” Anita complied. Bhasu too stripped quickly. “Now stand on your toes, cup your breasts and keep your nipples on mine.” Anita hesitated. “No! Why all this. You have had sex with me. Now why all this?”

“Shut up. Do it and you won’t get hurt. Or else you will get hurt and then do it. And don’t say that I had sex with you. Say that I fucked you” She stood on tip toe and placed her large pink nipples on Bhasu’s brown. He cupped both her buttocks and pulled her closer to him. However because of the difference in height his cock could not enter Anita’s pussy. It just kept pushing on the mound of her sparse pubic hair. “Now kiss me as you kiss your husband. Suck my tongue. Take your hands behind my head.” Anita wondered whether he would ever go. Since she wanted him to go early she was complying with his instructions willingly. She darted her tongue inside his mouth, found his tongue and sucked at it wildly. This again set her body on fire and gave Bhasu an erection again. “Good. One last thing. Get your cordless phone. Quick.” Anita picked it from the nearby cabinet. “Lie down. Open your legs”He then placed his cock at the tip of her ass-hole, and kept her ankle on his shoulder. With the wild kisses given by Anita his cock was rock hard again. “No, not in there.”Anita pleaded. Bhasu’s cock was slippery and placed just at the tip of her ass-hole. He kept his hands near Anita’s belly button and pulled her but the hole was too tight. ‘Please don’t put it there. It will be painful.’ Anita was almost begging him. “Well, okay your choice bring your hand and keep it wherever you want it.” Cursing Bhasu under her breath she held his cock and kept it at the opening of her pussy. “Now dial your husband.”

“Why?”Anita pleaded. “If you want to fuck me, do so. Why bring my husband into it?”

“Do as I say. Why do I have to repeat myself once you know that you have to do it. If you delay your children will come and they will not be too happy to see you like this.” Anita dialed Amit. As soon as she said hello Bhasu thrust his cock in. “Hi, love. How are you” Amit said. “Fine!” Anita replied. As the conversation proceeded Bhasu kept thrusting his cock in very slowly till it was fully embedded in Anita’s pussy. His strokes were also discreet. All the while he kept pulling her nipples and also nibbling at them. He withdrew only after the conversation ended, wiped the cum over her breasts and proceeded to get dressed. “Remember. Tomorrow. Now the pussy kiss.”

She came over and opened her thighs, allowing him to kiss her sex. He opened the lips of her pussy and darted his tongue inside. “The good part is that your pussy lips are visible even without opening them and Lakshmi has such a bush of hair there. You have seen her bush there?”

Anita shook her head.

“But she has seen you naked. Okay I understand. She comes to your house and in the house you can be naked. Since you don’t come to our house how can you see her naked?’

What had actually happened was that after making love she had fallen into deep slumber. Amit got up before her. He had put the latch from outside so as not to disturb her. Just as Amit was taking the children to school Lakshmi arrived. Amit completely forgot that Anita was sleeping naked. When he returned he took off his shoes as per his habit and entered. He saw that Anita was still asleep. Her left leg was straight. The right sole was on the left knee. One arm over the head and the other by the side. In this pose even the pubic hair trimmed as they were could not provide much protection. The lips of her pussy were slightly open and the breasts were rising and falling rhythmically. Lakshmi was sweeping the floor and was completely normal. She did not appear to be even slightly surprised that Mem Sahib was naked. Later when Amit told this to Anita she was not embarrassed by the fact that Lakshmi had seen her pussy as well but was surprised that she slept so soundly. He started getting dressed. She found it surprising that she no longer felt embarrassed to stand before him stark naked.

“I will be back tomorrow, same time. You will open the door wearing nothing. When I say nothing I mean nothing except of course, all your rings, necklace, bangles etc. ”

She nodded trying to get him out of the house as soon as possible.

She bumped into him as he suddenly stopped in front of the door. Turning around he cupped her breasts and sucked one nipple after another.

“Tomorrow you will receive a good thrashing first and the you will offer me your last virginity. ”

Was she a willing victim? It was then that Lakshmi’s words had struck her… “You don’t understand everything. ” Now she understood what lay behind the physical Pervert Exploits that Lakshmi silently suffered.

“The way he dealt with me was no different. ” Anita thought. And like Lakshmi she had endured his physical Pervert Exploit to satisfy her hideous animal passion.

The stillness of the night was unbearable. She got out of bed and tiptoed to the terrace. The cool southern breeze brought comfort.

How could she betray Amit with a moments passion, she wondered. They loved each other dearly, didn’t they? And is this what he expects in return? His beloved wife fucking and illiterate drunkard. What a shock it will be for him if he ever came to know of it. Didn’t her culture, education and children mean anything to her? She fought to control her tears. There’s no way she would allow Bhasu to have his way with her again.

“I am sorry Amit. I beg you to forgive me. I promise never to do that again. ” She murmured to herself. She resolved to straighten things out with Bhasu tomorrow. She will shut the door on his face…to let him know that whatever they did today meant nothing to her. She felt the burden lift from her heart.

“I love you Amit. ” She cried out into the stillness of the night.

She had asked him.

“What will happen if Lakshmi comes to know of this?” She looked at him expecting some sort of assurance.

He broke into laughter. “If you want you can go ahead and tell her. In fact, I was planning to have both of you together in bed someday soon. ”

“What do you mean? Are you crazy?” Startled, she sat up.

“I can assure you that nobody other than the three of us will ever come to know of this. You want me to carry on fucking you this way or do you want this to stop?'”

‘I want this is to stop.’ ‘Good. So I will fuck you no more. However tomorrow when I come you should be nude in the house, just as you were today. The only change is that when Lakshmi comes you will remain nude. Not only that after a while when I come still you will not run here and there like a fool hiding your breasts but remain casual. Okay? By the way what does your name mean?’ ‘I don’t know.’ ‘Well, so before I go won’t you give a nice long suck to this cock affectionately. Your husband’s would be slightly different, so enjoy this.’

“Why are you so late?” Lakshmi asked. “Why? What happened?”

“I have to go to Anita Mem Sahib’s place. As it is I am late. There is so much work.”


“Tomorrow Mem Sahib’s younger sister Sunita Mem Sahib is coming for two weeks.” Hearing this Bhasu started salivating again and imagining what Sunita would be like. With and without clothes

I came in the house through the garage door. I was early, about a day early. I was just about to call out, announcing my arrival home, when I heard a sound that caused me to pause.

I had been out of town on business for a week but the work got over in five days so I returned to my hotel room, packed my small bag and made for the airport and the return trip home.

On the two-hour flight home I fantasized about being in my beautiful wife’s arms. She was awesome. Her face was gorgeous. She had big brown eyes and a small nose. Her lips were full Her breasts were magnificent, full and erect. They were almost perfectly proportioned to her size, maybe even too large for her small frame. They were firm with gorgeous brown nipples. Her stomach was extremely flat, rippled with the musculature of her abdomen with absolutely no fat. She exercised religiously to maintain her figure. Her ass was awesome in both its tinyness and shape. She kept her already sparse pubic hair trimmed close, affording a wonderful view of and easy access to her womanhood. Her legs were shapely and thin. In my fantasy we were in bed, naked, making love. She lay below me with her legs spread wide as I slowly stroked my big cock deep into her dripping pussy.

I listened with my head cocked to one side. The sound was altogether too located. The sound was rhythmic, punctuated occasionally by a low mewling, moaning. I silently moved through the kitchen and dining room into the hall leading to the three bedrooms. My blood pressure was rising, my heart pounding, as I crept down to the end of the hall.

The sounds were emanating from the spare bedroom. I could hear the steady creak of the bed and a female moaning in obvious pleasure. Who could be having sex in our spare room?

The bedroom was to the right, down a short hall past the second bath. I crouched down low and crawled around the corner. On my hands and knees I crawled up to the bedroom door, keeping my body as close to the far wall as possible. I peered around the corner into the spare bedroom.

They were on the bed, naked, making love. My wife was on her back, her legs spread wide, thighs bent to her chest and held by the man on top of her. Her head was turning side to side, eyes pressed shut in ecstasy as she moaned in pleasure. Her boss, Ram, was leaning forward over her, propping himself up with his arms, driving his thick cock deep into her juicy pussy. Her legs were around the outside of his upper arms toward his shoulders, her pussy was wet and wide open, as he fucked her hard and fast with his big tool.

It took my breath away, seeing my wife fucked good, really good, by another man. All at once I was pissed off and turned on and was at a loss as to what to do.

I stayed there, watching in awe, as Ram pounded his big cock into Aarti’s dripping pussy. His cock was long and hard as he drove his thick member deep into her, thrusting himself into her cunt, burying his cock to the hilt. Her wetness glistened on his thick shaft as he stroked it in and out of her pussy. His cock was big. It was very thick and probably ten inches long. From my position I could see Ram’s cock stretching Aarti’s pussy as he entered her. Over and over he fucked his big cock deep into my wife, thrusting deep and pumping, pumping, giving her every inch of his great length and thickness.

Aarti enthusiastically received his huge penis into her, taking his cock deep into her cunt, moving with him, returning his thrusts, joyously working her pussy onto his big hard cock. She was loving it, her pussy was gushing her wetness as that mammoth cock filled her cunt again and again, opening her wide and filling her beyond belief, penetrating so very deep.

Aarti liked her sex hard. She liked to be fucked hard with a stiff, hard cock and I could tell she was getting just what she liked.

Aarti was panting and gasping, her juice running from her pussy, down the crack of her ass. She was humping and bucking against Ram, taking his huge cock deep within her to the depths of her womanhood, grinding on his great manhood and crying out her pleasure as he thrust deeply into her.

I was hypnotized by the sight of Ram’s huge cock invading Aarti’s pussy. The sight of him plunging his thick member deep into my wife’s cunt, stretching her, filling her to capacity — then withdrawing, wet with her juices, only to plunge again, driving deep into her excited pussy. Again and again Ram thrust his fat cock into her as Aarti wantonly spread herself for him, taking his ten inches of thick-veined manhood deep within her hot little cunt.

I was getting excited watching my wife being fucked like this. They had been at it for fifteen minutes and my cock was now rock hard as I watched my wife fuck Ram’s huge thick dick with wild abandon.

Aarti was in ecstasy, approaching orgasm, thrashing her head from side to side, her thick black hair flying. Her body was damp from the perspiration of her passion as she thrust her hips, taking Ram’s length deep within her. Her pussy was sloppy wet, gushing her wetness and making slurpy, sucking, gushy wet sounds as Ram pistoned his raging penis deep into her. She cried out, “Oh, yes! Oh, yes! Oohh, yes! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum! I’m goingg too cummmm!”

Ram continued to drive his cock hard and deep into Aarti’s pussy as she began to cum. She was delirious, yelling out, “Ohhh Yess! Ohhh God Yesss! Ahh! Ahhhh! Yes! Ohhhhuuunngghhhhh! Ohh Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!” Ram was relentlessly driving his massive cock deep into Aarti’s ravaged pussy, pumping, pounding his hard, thick manhood into her throbbing cunt. Aarti was endlessly cumming, yelling, crying out, thrashing, frantically thrusting her hips as over and over again Ram drove his huge penis to the depths of her cunt, causing wave after crashing wave of orgasm. Aarti was making guttural animal sounds as Ram held her by the hips, fucking his entire length and girth deep into her soaking pussy. Aarti was having multiple orgasms, her pussy was throbbing, contracting, sucking, milking Ram’s huge penis as he fucked her. Aarti was continuously moaning, throwing her head from side to side, delirious with orgasm as for several minutes Ram continued to pound his big cock into her.

As I watched my wife get her brains fucked out I was amazed at the intensity of her orgasms. She was cumming and cumming and screaming for Ram to fuck her amazing length and width deep within her tight folds. Their pelvic areas were drenched with the wetness flowing from Aarti’s pussy. I was in awe as Ram kept driving his huge penis deep into my wife’s pussy, over and over, thrusting, driving, pounding, causing her to scream as she climaxed again and again. Her cunt was throbbing and quaking, gushing her wetness as Ram’s massive cock pistoned deep into her over and over, causing her to experience multiple, shattering orgasms.

Soon Ram slowed his pace until he was languidly stroking his still hard and bulging member in and out of Aarti’s soaked and ravaged pussy as she came down from her orgasms. Aarti was as limp as a rag doll and her breathing came in ragged, panting gasps. She was still moaning as the last of her orgasms ebbed Aarti’s cunt, causing her to moan loudly in pleasure. In that position, pelvis Ram reached his right arm under her and around her waist, lifting her and holding her as he rolled over onto his back.

Aarti was now laying full length on top of Ram with his big cock still penetrating deep into her pussy. Aarti pushed herself up to a sitting position, leaning slightly forward, propping herself up with her hands on Ram’s chest. Aarti tilted her head back and cried out in pleasure as she leaned back and sank farther down onto Ram’s massive penis, her small body quaking in orgasm, her tight pussy clenching and contracting around the stiff manhood filling her so completely.

After her orgasm subsided, slowly, she began to ride him, raising slightly off his huge erection, then sinking back down upon it, taking him deep into her cunt, grinding down onto him, milking his marvelous penis.

“Oooh, yes,” she cooed, “Your cock is so fucking big! Oh it’s so…good!” Aarti was moaning quietly with her head thrown back as she gently rode his monster cock. She would raise slightly, an inch of his thick member withdrawing from her slick pussy, then she would grind down hard upon him, exulting in the depth to which he penetrated her, moaning from the exquisite pleasure his huge cock gave her. For a long time she rode him like
As I watched my wife ride Ram’s cock I had taken my erect cock out of my pants and had begun stroking it. Seeing my wife so wanton, so intoxicated by sex, so taken over by lust and animal passion had me turned on like I had never been turned on before.

Aarti’s pace began to increase. Her strokes were still short, but now faster, more insistent.

Ram was reaching up, squeezing Aarti’s firm tits in his hands, his fingers pinching her erect nipples as he thrust his cock deep up into her wet pussy while she ground down upon him.

Aarti’s juices were flowing from her cunt in a torrent. She was leaning forward, pressing her tits into Ram’s hands, moaning continuously as she rode Ram’s raging cock. “Oh yes! Oh God yes! Oh yes, yes, yes! I want to feel you cum! I want you to cum in me! Oh, yes, fill me with your cock, fill me with your cum!” Aarti was panting as her strokes became longer and longer until finally a full six inches of hard thick cock was pummeling in and out of her drenched cunt as she rode it with wild abandon.

Ram was ramming his huge erection hard up into Aarti’s cunt as she slammed down upon him, his cock driving, pounding, deep into her tight pussy. His toes were beginning to curl as Aarti furiously rode his mammoth cock.

Aarti’s cunt was gushing, slurping and farting as Ram’s giant rod rammed into her again and again. She was bouncing on top of his big cock now from the force of his thrusts, crying out “Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!” every time he rammed his ten inches home. She was a wild woman. She couldn’t get enough of his big cock as he pounded it into her. Suddenly Aarti stiffened and shouted as she orgasmed, then she screamed in a shattering climax as Ram’s huge penis erupted within her, exploding, throbbing, jerking and pulsing, loosing a geyser of his hot sperm deep into cunt, splashing his hot cum inside her, spraying his seed to the very depths of her pussy. Her cunt was throbbing, pulsing contracting and clenching around Ram’s cock as he filled her with his sperm. His ejaculation was gargantuan, his huge cock spasming, jerking, throbbing, pumping torrents of cum into her cunt. For more than a minute he continued to cum, pumping jet after jet of hot sperm into Aarti, sending her into orgasm as each spurt of his cum erupted into her already cum- drenched pussy.

Soon they slowed and finally stopped, Aarti again laying upon Ram’s chest. Come was oozing out of her cunt all around Ram’s cock, down the sides of her legs, running down his cock. Both their crotches were soaked in cum. Aarti began to move off Ram, raising up off his semi- erect cock. As his cock withdrew from her cunt, great wads of cum flowed from her, it was running down her legs, dripping onto the bed and onto Ram. Just as Aarti disengaged from Ram’s cock and flopped onto her back with a heavy sigh, I felt a hand placed on my back…


I almost hit the ceiling when I felt someone touch me. I whipped my head around to see who the hell it was. I was ready to yell something at them, they had given me such a scare, but when I turned I saw Shruti, Ram’s wife, standing there holding her finger to her lips shushing me.

She was five feet ten inches of woman. Her hair was long, fiery red and flowing. Her face was gorgeous, her features seemed to have been sculpted with exquisite care. Her nose was small, her nostrils flaring. Her eyes were a scintillating shade of green and her full lips were red and pouty. Her skin was fair, not a blemish to be seen. Her breasts were magnificent to behold. They were very large and full. They did not sag at all but were firm and upstanding. Her body was magic, with all the right curves in all the right places. And her legs — Her legs were very long and slender, the shape and musculature of her calves was superb. Her thighs were trim and where they joined her crotch they were separated by a wondrous gap within which her pussy resided. I had never seen her naked, but in a bathing suit she was a sight to behold. Her ass, perched atop her slender legs, was as firm and tight as an ass could be. Right now she was wearing a very tight pink dress that came down to just below her crotch and it appeared she was wearing little else.

I quietly backed up from where I had been watching Ram and Aarti and stood up. Shruti grabbed me by the front of my shirt and with her finger still pressed to her lips pulled me toward the master bedroom.

When she got me into the bedroom Shruti said, “Well, isn’t this a nice surprise?” and kissed me hard on the mouth, her tongue darting into my mouth, fluttering and dancing with my own.

I didn’t know whether she meant a nice surprise for her or for me. I returned her kiss, responding with a pent up passion.

Shruti broke the kiss and looked down at me. The front of my shirt was untucked and my belt and pants still undone, my semi-erect cock waving in the air. I had been jacking off while watching Ram screw my wife and hadn’t done anything about it.

Reaching up she started to take my tie off, pulling one side from the knot, then pulling it from around my neck. She asked, “So you like to watch your wife get fucked? Hmmm? Did you like to watch Ram pump his big, fat cock into your little wife? I bet you did! By the sounds of it, she liked his big cock alright!”

I didn’t say anything. I knew that it had turned me on no end to watch Aarti being screwed by Ram, but I hadn’t really analyzed my thoughts on how I felt about it.

Shruti continued to remove my clothes and talk to me. She had removed my shirt and undershirt and had slipped her hands into the waistband of my underpants, pushing them and my pants down. I kicked off my shoes as she nibbled her way down my bare chest slowly removing my pants as she went.

“How did you like seeing your wife cumming all over another man’s cock?” she asked between nips. “Hmm? What do you think of her pussy being filled with his cock, filled with his cum! Does it turn you on? It turns me on!”

I thought about it a second and said, “Yeah, it turns me on!” I had a giant erection by this time. Between watching my wife get thoroughly banged, Shruti slowly undressing me and talking about her husband fucking my wife, I was extremely excited — more excited than I have ever been.

Shruti just laughed. “I thought so,” she replied. She had pushed my pants and underpants down to my ankles. She was on her knees and I lifted each them. “Ooh, this is exciting,” she said as she grasped my hard cock in her hands. “Ram has wanted to fuck your little Aarti for some time,” she stated as she began to stroke my immense hard-on while looking up at me with those beautiful green eyes. “Do you want to fuck me?” she asked, still stroking my erection, looking up at me from her knees.

“Yes, I want to fuck you!” I said. “I’ve wanted to fuck you since the day we met!”

“If I let you fuck me, will you do what I say? Will you do everything I tell you?”

“Yes,” I groaned as she continued to masturbate my engorged penis.

“Good — I’ve often wanted you,” she said as she lowered her head and slipped her soft full lips over the head of my cock.

Her mouth was hot. It was delicious. Shruti grasped my cock around the base with one hand, gently milking. Her other hand gently pulled and squeezed my balls as she fluttered her tongue over the head of my cock and applied a little suction with her mouth. She began to move her mouth on my rigid cock, bobbing her head forward and back. Soon she was stroking my whole eight inches with her lips and mouth, taking me deep into her throat as she continued to jack my cock and squeeze and tug on my balls.

“Oh, yeah!” I moaned. I was already close to exploding after watching my wife get so thoroughly fucked that my cock was drooling with precum. I was rock hard. I reached out and placed my hands on Shruti’s head, curling my fingers in her luxurious hair as I pumped my hips, fucking my cock deeper into her hot, wet mouth.

Shruti released her grip from around the base of my cock, letting me fuck her mouth, moving her head in rhythm with my hip thrusts. My cock was sliding smoothly between her lips, her tongue lapping the underside of my swollen member as it drove deep into her mouth.

After several strokes I was ready to cum. I could feel the tension starting in couldn’t hold it back anymore. With a loud groan I let go, my cum exploding from my cock in a torrent. Shruti started to grunt and coo as she swallowed spurt after spurt of my semen. I felt as though I was ejaculating lava. My cum was hot, leaving a burning, tingling sensation in its wake as it erupted from my twitching member. There was so much of it I was surprised. I had been without for several days, and my excitement at the current events was helping to fuel my orgasm. I looked down, watching as Shruti continued to stroke her mouth on my cock, swallowing my cum as it burst from my penis. Some of my juice oozed from the corner of her mouth and down her chin as she sucked my hard, throbbing cock.

Shruti had sucked me dry, milking the last of my cum from my cock with her hands and mouth. She stood up, smacking her lips. “Ummm, I like that!” she said, wiping cum from her chin with her finger. She put her finger to my mouth, saying, “Now you can do me.” I opened my mouth and sucked on her finger, cleaning my cum from it as she stroked it, fucking my mouth with her finger.

She pulled her finger from my mouth and turned toward the bed, pulling her pink dress off over her head as she did so. She wore nothing underneath her dress. Shruti crawled on her hands and knees onto the bed, waving her fabulous ass as she went. She went to the middle of the bed and stopped. She pulled a pillow to herself, hugging it as she held ass up in the air, offering it to me.

The rear view of her ass and cunt was magnificent. Her tight, puckered, brown asshole winking at me and her pink cunt lips, parted like petals of a flower dappled in dew, surrounded by a halo of her red pubic hair was incredible.

I followed her to the bed. Moving up behind her I kissed the bottom of her left foot, tickling her a little with my tongue, causing her to jerk a little. Then I kissed the bottom of her right foot, again tickling her, then kissing and licking her ankle. I moved to her opposite ankle and up her firm, curvaceous calf, licking and kissing, switching from one to the other, moving up and up, licking the inside of her thighs, kissing the backs of her legs until I was kissing, licking and nipping her tight ass cheeks.

Shruti was squirming, pushing her ass back, panting and quietly moaning. She was saying almost in a whisper, “Oooh, yesss, eat me, eat my pussy, eat my asshole!”

flow. I couldn’t wait, I just had to taste her. I extended my tongue. Burying my nose in her crack I licked the full length of her hot, wet gash. Her pussy juice was nectar. I licked her again, this time delving my tongue deep between her folds. I sunk my tongue as deep as it would go and flickered it, letting my tongue dart quickly in and out.

As I tongued her cunt from the rear, Shruti raised her ass and spread her legs wider, trying to give me better access to her honey pot. I licked and tongue-fucked her pussy for several minutes, relishing the taste of her wetness and the delicate, hot, wet velvet feel of her vagina. I then moved up and ran my tongue over her little brown hole. Shruti let out a low groan and pressed back as I ran my tongue in little circles around her asshole. I stiffened my tongue and pressed it directly on her hole. I felt her sphincter relax and wiggled my tongue, gaining slight entry. I continued to rim Shruti’s asshole for a couple of minutes, licking, then sucking, then pressing my tongue into her asshole, going a little deeper each time as she moaned and squirmed at my attentions.

Shruti then pulled her ass away from me and rolled over onto her back, spreading her legs wide. I was now looking down at her magnificent pussy spread before me. She kept her fiery red pubic hair well trimmed, her soft pink lips were coated with her wetness and they were slightly parted, showing her inner folds. I bent and licked the outer lips of her pussy, stopping to pay special attention to the swollen bud of her clit, fluttering the tip of my tongue over it in small circles. Then, with a stiffened tongue, I plunged deep into her cunt, tasting her nectar.

Shruti held my head, pushing my face into her crotch and gasping as my tongue went deep into her pussy. I explored the inner depths of her womanhood with my tongue, alternately making wide circles, caressing the inside of her vagina, then fluttering my tongue, then licking and sucking her cunt. She thrust her hips up, her legs spread wide, her pussy grinding onto my mouth. She was gasping and panting as she ground her pussy onto my mouth while I frantically licked and sucked her.

I alternated between sucking on her clit and plunging my tongue deep into her pussy for a long time. As I sucked on her hard, erect clitoris I let my tongue play upon it, causing Shruti to squirm and moan in pleasure. As I ate Shruti’s delicious pussy, my hands roamed her body, caressing the flatness of her stomach, the firm swell of her breasts, pinching her hard erect nipples and returning to her pussy to hold her lips spread wide to give my tongue total access or to let my fingers sink deep into her cunt, probing and thrusting, then moving to finger her tight asshole before continuing their journey around Shruti’s body. I continued to let my tongue delve deep into her pussy, flickering rapidly, caressing her inner womanhood. When I withdrew my tongue I would curl it just a bit so as to capture as much of her wetness as possible and bring it into my mouth to savor as I began to suck on her clit again.

I could feel the tension building in Shruti’s body as she neared orgasm. Her cries and moans became louder and I felt the outer muscles of her vagina constrict. She was holding my head tightly. Her hips were rapidly, forcefully humping and thrusting her soaking wet pussy upon my mouth. As I was sucking on her clitoris Shruti began to moan louder, “Mmmmm, UUmmmmm, MMmmmmm, Ooohhh, Yes, Oh God, Oh yes I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum!”

I felt her pussy begin to convulse and she was bucking fiercely. I held tight to her legs so I could continue eating her pussy and taste the juice that was gushing from her as she rocked her hips up and down. I thrust my tongue deep into her pussy then sucked her clitoris, rapidly alternating as Shruti bucked wildly, crying out her pleasure. Shruti’s love juice flowed and she was moaning loudly, pressing my face into her cunt as I continued to lick and suck her pussy. Gradually, her orgasm subsided and she settled down and began to push me away from her saying, “No more, No more, it’s too much, No more…”

I ignored her for a moment, relishing the results of her orgasm and continuing to ditty her clitty and delve my tongue deep into her gently throbbing cunt as she tried to push me away.

Finally, smiling from ear to ear, I drew my head away, my face coated with her wetness.

“My God,” Shruti said, breathing heavily. “That was incredible!”

“Natural ability,” I said, extending my tongue, curling it down, easily touching my chin. I then stuck it straight out then curled it up, touching the bridge of my nose.

My cock was rock hard and standing tall. Shruti looked at my rigid member hungrily. “I want you to fuck me. Fuck me with your cock now, fuck me any way you want.”

Shruti was splayed out on the bed, her legs open, her silky red hair spread over the pillows. I moved up between her legs, causing her to spread them wider as I moved on top of her. With my arms straight, I held myself above her, watching her face and leaning down to suck each nipple in turn as I rubbed the underside of my hard cock up and down her wet pussy.

Shruti ground herself upon me from below as she squeezed and kneaded her tits, holding them up, making them easier to reach with my mouth. I changed my angle of attack and my bulbous cock head was in her pussy.

I watched her expression as I smoothly thrust my thick cock into her. She was very wet, enabling me to penetrate to the maximum. My entire cock was sheathed in her tight pussy with one thrust. Shruti gasped as I thrust deep into her. She immediately began to move her hips, thrusting and grinding against me as I held my cock buried within her. The feel of her working her pussy on my cock was amazing. I could feel her cervix bumping the top of my cock and I was amazed at how tight she was.

full. I pulled back, withdrawing almost my entire length, then slowly slipped back deep into Shruti’s tight, hot pussy.

Shruti accepted my cock into her, taking me deep, grinding her cunt onto my rigid cock. It was fantastic, the soft, wet slippery-smooth feeling of her pussy wrapping, surrounding, caressing my cock as I pushed it into her.

there and Shruti worked her cunt onto me, pushing and grinding, pulling on my ass, trying to take me as deep as possible.

hungry pussy, causing Shruti to whine.

I entered her again, very slowly, enjoying the feel of her pussy lips on my cock head, and then the feel of her velvet smooth tightness as I drove slowly deeper into her. I was in ecstasy, feeling her warm pussy engulf my thickness, swallowing it, enveloping it, coating it with her love juices.

Again I pushed my cock into her to the hilt, pausing deep within her, pushing and grinding to gain every millimeter of depth as Shruti moaned in pleasure, grinding and thrusting back.

I began to fuck her with my fat cock, taking long, slow strokes, withdrawing until nothing but the head of my penis remained, then plunging back into her, my cock driving deep, opening her wide, penetrating to the depths of her womanhood
Shruti matched my strokes, returning my thrusts with thrusts, my pushes with pushes and grinding her pelvis into mine as I became buried to the hilt in her gushing cunt.

Again and again I slowly stroked my hard cock into her wet pussy. She was softly moaning, squeezing my ass and lightly scratching my back as I fucked her deep my thick cock and both our pubic areas.

I lowered myself onto my elbows and continued to fuck her like this for about ten minutes, thrusting and grinding, humping and fucking, slow and delicious. It was magic, my cock was so hard, it felt as if it were a granite pillar, and her cunt was tight, hot and wet.

grunting each time I thrust my cock into her, “Unggh Yes!, Oh!, Hungh Yes!…harder! Ungh — harder!”

Soon I was rapidly thrusting my rigid cock into Shruti’s wide- open pussy. Her cunt was gushing with her wetness, slurping and farting as I pumped my raging hard cock into her again and again and again.

Shruti was breathing hard and gasping, humping and bucking, thrusting her hips as over and over and over I withdrew my long, hard cock, coated and slick with her wetness, and plunged it back into her sloppy wet pussy, slamming hard and deep, both of us grunting and moaning loudly, exulting in the depth of penetration and the exquisite friction as my thick cock advanced and retreated in the depths of her tight, hot womanhood.

Shruti was frantic as she approached orgasm, her nails digging into my back, her head thrashing side to side, she was returning my thrusts, pumping her hips up as I pounded my cock into her. She was wet with perspiration, moaning and shouting, “Ohhh Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Ohhh, ooohhhnnngg, fuck me hard! Harder! Don’t stop! Don’t stop — Yes! Yes! Ooohhh!…Fuck me!”

I could feel her inner vagina expand and her outer vagina contracting around my cock as she got closer to cumming. Her wetness was pouring from her, drenching our pelvic areas, filling the room with the smell of sex.

I was fucking her hard, rapidly, forcefully driving my cock into her over and over. Her body tensed and she yelled as she began to orgasm. “Aaahhh!
I continued to piledrive my hard cock into her throbbing pussy as she came. Her body shook and she was pulling on my ass, pulling me deeper into her as she came and came. Her pussy was heaving and contracting, milking my cock, but I wasn’t ready.

I kept up my pace, plunging, plunging, driving my thick member hard and deep into her cunt. Her orgasmic juices flowed from her in a torrent, her words were unintelligible animal sounds, her pussy, throbbing, contracting, milking me, was slick and drenched from her orgasms and was making gushing, farting, slurping sounds as over and over, I drove my long, hard cock to the depths of her while she wantonly heaved and bucked in orgasm underneath me.

Her orgasms seemed to go on and on as I continued to fuck my cock in and out of her ravaged cunt. After several minutes I tired and slowed, sliding my still hard cock languidly in and out of her as she came down. Her breathing was ragged and she was quietly moaning as I gently stroked my cock in her wet pussy.

I was still on top of her, the perspiration from our bodies mingling as we continued to make love slowly and deeply. I leaned down and sucked on her nipples again making Shruti moan. “I want you to cum,” she said as I flicked my tongue across her erect nipple.

“Turn over,” I responded as I withdrew my cock”from her cunt. I backed up and got up on my knees as Shruti rolled over onto her stomach, sticking her ass in the air.

I pulled up on her hips and she raised to a hands and knees position with her legs spread wide. I moved up behind her, between her legs. I placed the head of my cock at Shruti’s wet cunt hole and slowly pushed it in to the hilt. Pulling her by the hips, I ground myself as far into her as I could as Shruti moaned and laid her head down upon her arms.

Still holding her by the hips I stroked my cock in and out of her for several minutes. I pulled out of her cunt and rubbed the head of my cock on her tight brown asshole. Her pussy was so wet, her juice had run down the crack of her ass and her back door was already lubricated.

With a slight push the head of my cock disappeared into her asshole. Shruti gasped and moaned as I entered her asshole. It was very tight. I held myself there before penetrating further, feeling Shruti’s sphincter relax as I gently, minutely moved in and out of her back door.

Soon she was pushing back onto me and I knew she was ready. My cock was still lubricated with her pussy juice and as I pushed forward, my thick cock easily Shruti’s asshole she was moaning again, “OOhhhh yess! Ohh yess!” over and over again.

Gently I started to stroke my cock in her tight asshole, moving an inch or two in and out. Shruti became excited very fast, reaching with one hand to finger her cunt and rub her clitoris as my strokes became longer and harder. I could feel it with my cock as she deeply fingered herself with two fingers, stroking them in and out of her pussy, pushing them against the thin membrane to put pressure on my cock as I fucked her deeply in the ass.

I looked over to mirror on the dresser and had an excellent side view of Shruti and I fucking on the bed. The sight of my raging cock slipping in and out of her asshole turned me on. I was driving my cock deep into her ass, holding her by the hips, driving with long hard strokes.

her pussy was really getting me close to cumming. My cock was very hard and felt about to burst. Shruti was loudly moaning and panting, meeting my thrusts and grunting as I bottomed out in her asshole.

I looked again to the mirror to watch myself butt-fucking Shruti and was surprised to see Ram and Aarti in the doorway watching. They must have noted the look of surprise on my face because at once they both smiled.

Aarti’s eyes were the size of dinner plates as she watched me ass-fuck Shruti. Anal sex was one thing that Aarti said she preferred not to participate in. I was too far gone to stop and the fact that I now had an audience seemed to excite me even more.

My penis was dribbling lots of precum into Shruti’s ass, providing good lubrication as I rapidly pounded into her.

Ram moved over to the bed, climbing in front of Shruti, holding his semi-erect cock out to her. She pulled her hand from her cunt to grab his cock and guide it to her mouth. She swallowed him to the root and he began to slide his cock in and out of her mouth. His cock was soon swelled to ten full, thick inches as he swallowed him whole, deepthroating him as I continued to ravage her asshole.

Not to be left alone, Aarti stepped up to the bed and gave me a long hard kiss, her tongue darting deep into my mouth as she caressed Shruti’s back. Aarti broke the kiss, enabling her to lean down and finger Shruti’s cunt. I could feel Aarti enter her with first two, then three fingers. When she felt my cock through the thin membrane separating Shruti’s cunt from her anal passage, she also pressed against it, stroking my cock through Shruti’s cunt.

Aarti was bending over to finger Shruti’s pussy, so I reached out and inserted two fingers into her cum-slicked slit and began stroking them in her cunt.

Shruti was moaning and grunting around Ram’s big cock in her mouth, gyrating her hips as I cock-fucked her ass and Aarti finger- fucked her cunt. She was quickly approaching orgasm, as was I.

I looked up at Ram as he pumped his mammoth dick into Shruti’s mouth and noted that he was watching the whole scene in the bureau mirror. I looked over at the scene in the mirror. It was an awesome view to see myself fucking Shruti up the ass and fingering Aarti as Aarti was finger-fucking Shruti’s cunt and Shruti was sucking Ram’s big, fat cock.

I was on the edge of orgasm and I could tell by the look of it that Ram was close as well. Aarti’s pussy was getting wetter and wetter as I dipped my fingers deep then ran them in tiny circles around her clit.

Suddenly Shruti let out a loud groan as she started to cum. I could feel her asshole clenching and contracting around my cock, causing me to explode inside her, ejaculating my seed deep into her bowels.

Aarti felt my cock throbbing deep in Shruti’s asshole and pushed back onto my fingers, I stroked them once, twice and she began to cum. Watching this, Ram let out a groan and began to cum in Shruti’s mouth as she sucked and jacked his great cock.

My orgasm was tremendous. My cock was endlessly throbbing and pumping, shooting load after load of cum into Shruti’s asshole until it was leaking out and running down her legs. Her asshole was throbbing and contracting, milking my cock as she came.

Aarti’s pussy was dripping wet as she ground upon my fingers, orgasmic waves of
Shruti swallowed the first two or three shots of cum from Ram’s huge cock, then pulled him from her mouth and kissed the tip of his throbbing, cumming cock. His cum splashed on her lips and face as it erupted from his penis. Shruti was moaning and licking her lips as she rubbed Ram’s still squirting cock on her face. When Ram’s orgasm subsided Shruti swallowed his big cock again, cleaning his cum from it, then she pulled it out. She began to wipe the cum from her face with his penis, then sucked the cum off his penis.

I held my cock deep in Shruti’s ass as my orgasm subsided. I removed my fingers from Aarti’s cunt as I pulled my now-softening cock from Shruti’s asshole. My cock was covered in cum and it was oozing from Shruti’s asshole. Aarti immediately climbed onto the bed and began to suck and lick the cum from my suck the cum from in and around Shruti’s asshole, causing Shruti to give a heavy sigh of satisfaction. When Aarti had finished cleaning Shruti’s asshole she came to me, kissed me hard with cum on her lips and face and more on her tongue as she darted it into my mouth.

I kissed and licked the cum from her face and tasted what was in her mouth as she kissed me. She drew back and whispered to me, “I want you to fuck me like that! I want you to fuck me in the ass!” She then started kissing my neck and moving lower she kissed and nibbled my chest, then my stomach, until she reached my cock.

My cock had been on the way down until Aarti had said she wanted me to fuck her in the ass; now it was standing at half-mast as Aarti, on all fours, took my cock in her mouth. I immediately began to get hard again.

Shruti had collapsed onto the bed and rolled over onto her back and was now watching as Aarti ravenously sucked my cock. Ram was kneeling behind Aarti stroking his cock as he watched her suck me. It seemed as though his cock never went down. Ram moved up behind Aarti and between her legs and put his big cock up to her cunt.

Shruti reached out and helped guide him into her. As Ram pressed forward Aarti pressed back and Ram’s huge cock sank deep into Aarti’s tight little pussy.

Ram began to stroke his big meat in and out of Aarti’s cunt while she was on all fours sucking my cock. After several minutes Aarti was moaning heavily around my fat cock. She pulled her mouth off my erect penis and still breathing heavily, disengaged from Ram.

Aarti turned around and told Ram to lay down on his back, which he did. Aarti then mounted him, taking his giant cock up into her wet pussy. Letting out a deep sigh of contentment, she slipped down onto him, his entire length and thickness buried in her juicy cunt.

She leaned forward and lay full length upon him. I had a close-up view of Ram’s
Shruti moved over and began to rim Aarti’s asshole, first licking, then sucking her little brown opening, causing Aarti to squirm with delight, moving and grinding on Ram’s cock penetrating to the hilt from beneath her.

I was on my knees between their spread legs watching as Shruti began pressing her tongue into Aarti’s asshole, gaining slight entry. For several minutes Shruti rimmed Aarti’s asshole, making her shiver and squirm and providing good
I was very excited, my cock rock-hard as I moved up into a good position to enter Aarti. As I was getting in position Shruti leaned forward, grasped my erection and took my entire length into her mouth, sliding it in and out several times and thoroughly coating it with her saliva. When she let my stiff rod pop out of her mouth, I was definitely ready. I put my cock against Aarti’s asshole and pressed.

With a little pressure my cock head entered her tight little asshole. Aarti cried out in pleasure and pain as my fat purple cock head invaded her virgin ass.

She was much tighter than Shruti had been, but that could be due to Aarti already having Ram’s big thick cock fully sunk into her hot little pussy. I pressed forward, my cock sinking deeper and deeper into Aarti’s asshole. Aarti was constantly moaning as I entered her.

asshole. I could feel Ram’s cock filling Aarti’s pussy as I entered her.

When I bottomed out in Aarti’s ass, she was filled with ten inches of prime thick penis in her cunt and another eight in her asshole. With eighteen inches of hard cock in her, Aarti began to shudder in orgasm, her pussy throbbing on Ram’s big cock and her ass clenching and contracting on mine as she came.

Ram said, “Fuck her ass and I’ll be still,” so I started to gently stroke my cock in and out of her ass. Aarti had not stopped cumming yet and shook with another orgasm as I began to move inside her. As I butt-fucked Aarti with smooth short strokes, I could feel my cock rubbing the underside of Ram’s cock through that thin membrane, and the feeling was exquisite. I knew Ram enjoyed it as well, hearing him groan in pleasure each time my cock moved against his.

Aarti was constantly moaning, gasping and panting, cumming in multiple orgasms.

plunging back into her.

Ram began to move with me. Each time I plunged my thick cock into Aarti’s virgin ass he withdrew from her cunt, when I withdrew from her tight asshole he would pound his huge cock deep into her pussy. Over and over we pounded our cocks into her, alternately filling her asshole or her cunt.

Again and again I rapidly drove deep into Aarti’s tight asshole, withdrawing to allow Ram to plunge into her wet pussy. For a long while, we filled Aarti over and over with thick, hard cock until she was delirious with orgasm.

Shruti was beside us, frantically masturbating, as Ram and I gangbanged Aarti. We had increased our thrusts to a pounding pace. My precum was flowing like a river from my cock, providing tons of lubrication as I pounded into Aarti’s constantly throbbing and clenching asshole. Her cunt was gushing with wetness and I could hear gushing, slurping, sucking, fucking sounds as Ram’s cock pistoned over and over to the depths of her cunt.

Aarti had been cumming for more than ten minutes while we fucked her and when my cock exploded deep in the recesses of her asshole at the same time Ram plunged his giant cock deep into her cunt and exploded, filling her with his hot sperm, she was screaming and moaning, thrashing, humping and bucking trying to take us both deeper as she experienced continuous orgasms. Both our cocks shuddered in orgasm, pumping a flood of semen into her.

The feel of Ram’s big cock throbbing against mine as he filled Aarti’s cunt with his sperm was awesome and the thought of him cumming deep in Aarti’s cunt extended my orgasm and I wanted to make him feel the same.

I began to thrust my cock into Aarti’s dripping ass again, my cock sliding smoothly into her cum-lubricated orifice, at once filling her and massaging Ram’s cock as he came deep in her cunt. Ram groaned and thrust his fat cock deep into Aarti’s pussy as my movements and hers milked him of the last of his orgasm.

Finally I stopped moving and we all lay still. Aarti was dazed, eyes closed, breathing deep, gasping lightly. Her ass and pussy were still softly, gently throbbing on our cocks as they slowly faded within her. After several minutes we disengaged, letting Aarti lay on the bed between us

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