Chapter 03
Veronica did her bit and Kamesh was in the net completely – Shanti was walking back home that evening along with Aruna when they heard a honk, only to find the Zen and Kamesh in it, Shant I sat at the back while Aruna slid next to Kamesh – " Drop me home and take Shanti to the Mall, she needs to buy something, I wanted to go with her but am having a split headache, will have Veronica give me a hot cup of ginger tea."
Shanti slid into the passenger seat after Aruna left – "Take me home "
Kamesh smiled and looked towards her, she looked straight and was not willing to make any eye contact - "So you set up Veronica?"
"And you enjoyed the treat I bet – she has updated me, Want to hear some of your episode recordings – she kept her phone on with me while your sexercise calisthenics was at its peak"
"Listen to this – this is in your voice " she was coquettish in her looks at him and her eyes were piercing – they looked like striking rays to his dick which was rising in the enclosure inside the jeans.
"I bet. You ever had a cock in your cunt and ass?" he was telling Veronica.
"At the same time in me you will be one?" Veronica had smiled at him.
"Yeah, I will be one of them sure" he quipped.
No never. In fact, I've never had two guys together. Always wanted to, though." Veronica was getting hot.
"Well, all in the family bitch, all in the family!" he laughed.
"Will it hurt? Both together, I mean?"
"Nah. The broads love it. I know a woman, Does it all the time. Even takes three, one in her mouth as well."
"Oh god, Kamesh!" Veronica moaned.
"What say, bitch? You game?"
He remembered, she grinned, her eyes dancing, and, stopping him, rolled him over onto his back and straddled his hips, her cunt impaled on his penis. She bent and kissed him, her tongue deep in his mouth, her breasts hot on his chest.
"Oh yes, Kamesh baby ... I'm game. I'm game ... c'mon ... do it now ... fuck me, Kamesh ... fuck me like a slut!"
Back to the present in the Zen, Shanti stopped the voice player on the phone and looked at him – "Now tell me, are you a normal or a maniac – sex maniac?" and laughed. "Wolf or Bear "
Kamesh dropped her home and did not do the obvious which she was wanting, he decided to give her a skip and retuned home. He was not keen to mix up issues so soon, one Veronica for now was enough and he did not want to complicate things, he had settle this issue of Shanti holding the strings on Veronica and he called her out to the parking and while she waited down, he taxied around for some time around before coming into the building parking and found her at his spot – parked and asked her "Why did allow Shanti to spy on us and let her possess evidence on our escapade? We need to trust each other if we have to continue otherwise leave the place right now and give some excuse to Aruna"
"Either way – I cannot escape Shanti – she is the one who manages my escort business – I am a whore and work as an escort, I don't have any other job so this is not going to work either way, I can minimize the impact on you and from now we can be more discreet and allow privacy to our affair – will think on what to tell her" frankly spoke Veronica.
Veronica was instructed by Shanti "slide him into complete debauchery, he should come panting for me after he has been drenched in your sluttish holes"
Veronica dressed carefully for the occasion, in a knee-length gown in black cotton. It had broad shoulder straps and a square, button-down yoke in front that was closely contoured to her chest. She left the buttons undone so that her breasts were squeezed together by the tightly configured cloth to form a deep and tantalizing cleavage in which her gold necklace nestled. The back of the gown dropped low to just above her buttocks. She wore no underwear and her hair was coiled in a cute bun behind her head. The gold chain glittered on her honey skin. She looked bewitching.
He came out of the door and held her and turned her around and slapped her "How long will you torture me like this" and his cock was all over the place "COME ON, Veronica ... lick my cock ... suck me with your tongue!"
The slut was going over it like she was programmed and took his dick in her hand and moistened her fingers with saliva and whispered "I know you are lusting for me for quite a while" voice was husky and sibilant, deeply erotic.
The darkly handsome, Kamesh smiled down at his lovely, dusky maid, her body was luscious, already ripened into womanhood, with large breasts and flared hips. Her belly was firm and flat, her arms and legs smooth and slender. Her face was delicate, with a fine nose, flared nostrils, a lovely, sexy mouth meant for sucking and kissing and fucking. Her eyes were large and brown rimmed with *kajal*, and her hair was silky and dark with auburn highlights, twisted into a braid.
Kamesh smiled and thrust his face into her crotch. Veronica gasped softly and arched her back in pleasure. His tongue rippled down her sodden cunt-lips and through moist flesh within. It felt wonderful. Veronica spread her legs still wider and, gripped his head in her crotch, her hips raised high. His tongue swirled through her cunt-flesh and flickered against her gorged clitoris. "Ohhhh uhh yeh ... ohh god Kamesh yeh!" she moaned softly.
He slid his hands up to her turgid breasts and squeezed them, pinching her rigid nipples. Veronica sighed in pleasure, writhing on the bed. His tongue jabbed into her cunt and she gasped loudly, arching her back.
"Ohh! OH! Oh yes! Yes! Ohh! Unhhh! Ohhhh!"
Her face flipped languorously from side to side, her lips parted in a gentle 'O' of pleasure. Her body jerked back and forth on the bed as though she was being fucked, and her full, ripe breasts jiggled erotically. She squeezed them in rising excitement, moaning with pleasure.
It was not long before Shanti had her share of the 'victim' and he succumbed – he was after all lusting for her since long now – right from that evening when she had come to their place along with Sridhar – a year ago, and Veronica did her job well.
A few days into her 7th month, Aruna and Ayesha left – to Aruna's parents' and it was a faked poignant send off – Shanti was there at the station and so was Veronica. That evening – Veronica was in the kitchen cooking and by design Shanti was stationed tonight – she wanted to eat her cake and have it too, it was first night mood and she picked out the white saree from her fiend's closet and asked Veronica to do quick pedicure work on all parts of her body especially anal and the crevice between the two crucial holes – she knew what was to be done there – and it was not going to be easy for him to refuse her today.
Shanti knew that Kamesh and Veronica would fuck incessantly for a week till, in the end, both were drained and exhausted. Their love and lust was so intense that it threatened to consume their beings, and they seldom fucked except by careful design. Instead, both contented their natural sexual urges by fucking right inside the house with Aruna very much around. Shanti was glad for it. It told million about the lecher he was and how much infidelity in him and adulterous she was – both sinners and extremely sexually liberated animals.
The evening arrived – and he did not have much to resist – he tried to fondle and rub his hands around the maid in the kitchen when the pussy in the stunning dress showed up and radiated – and after collecting some butter and milk and some cut fruits left for the bedroom "Hi – am retiring to your bedroom for today – you can say Good night later if you want to sleep with me" she winked.
Shanti closed her eyes on the bed and pictured Kamesh's cock.
It would be dark and thick, too thick to take fully in her mouth, too thick even to encircle fully in her fingers. It would be long and strong, pulsating, dark, thick-veined. She could almost feel it now, touching her cunt-lips, gently prising them open, than spreading them wider and wider to receive its immensity, then piercing through, touching her very soul. She ached for it, for that beautiful enormity to invade her flesh and plough into her body mercilessly tormenting her and driving her to fits of passion that no one else could. She knew that she would love every inch of his body and his cock, every vein, every curve and contour; and she would love his cock with her mouth, her face, her breasts, her cunt, her anus, her entire being.
Soon our man came and he was there – completely naked with cock protruding and he drew her closer and her body warmed at the touch of his hands on her naked midriff. His head bent to hers and her eyes fluttered shut, her lips parting slowly under his. His lips met hers, brushed them, then slowly he drew the lower one between his and sucked on it. His tongue invaded her mouth slowly, gliding between her lips and flicking against her own and she groaned deep in her throat as her excitement mounted. His hands slid up over her short, tight silk blouse to cup her breasts. As he squeezed the fleshy mounds gently, marveling at their superb contours, relishing the feel and weight and shape of them filling his hands, they grew hot and hard and swelled, her nipples stiffening quickly. His lips slid down over her mouth, down the line of her neck and throat and he slid the *pallu* of her *silk sari* of her shoulder. His lips and tongue trickled into the deep valley between her breasts, and his hands and fingers stroked her bare belly, caressing it just above her pubis, gently sliding around to her buttocks, back again to her thighs. He flicked open the buttons of her blouse and opened the top two.
He bent his head and his tongue explored the deep vale between her breasts. Shanti trembled in excitement. His hot breath seared on her nipple through the thin material of the blouse and she shuddered in excitement, arching her head. Her nipple quivered between his lips. He tugged at it gently with his teeth, rolled it between them. She gasped as the fires leapt to her groin. He moved to the other breast, kneading the first in his fingers. Shanti unbuttoned his loose shirt with trembling fingers. She pulled it off and, moaning softly, caressed his sculpted chest. His hands slid down her smooth back and he tugged at her *sari*. It unraveled and fell to her feet with the softest of whispers. She was naked under it and his hands slid over her firm, flat buttocks and slender thighs. She trembled and bent her head to his chest, licking his nipple. He sighed softly. Her tongue swirled over the tough little knot of flesh, and then her lips flowered around it and she sucked gently.
Kamesh sighed in pleasure as tiny flames of pleasure leapt from his nipples and coursed through his magnificent frame. He cupped her cunt and was delighted to find it already wet. She groaned and her legs shuffled apart, her cunt-lips opening for him. He arched a finger into her slit and she whimpered deep in her throat, moving to his other nipple, her hips swaying and writhing erotically.
Shanti began to move lower and Kamesh murmured in pleasure as her tongue and lips snaked down his torso. He slid his hands into her blouse and cupped her swollen breasts, flicked her rigid nipples, kneeling before him, Shanti nuzzled his crotch. She moaned softly and kissed the enormous bulge between his thighs. Slowly, her hands crawled up to the clasp of his trousers. She flipped it open and slowly pulled down his fly and stretched it open in a wide V. She moaned at the sight of his mammoth shaft tucked neatly in the fly; he wore no underwear. Her lips parted hungrily and her eyes glittered with lust, her nostrils flaring. Kamesh knew the signs well and he smiled gently. Whimpering in excitement, Shanti pressed her lips to the base of his shaft as she pulled his trousers open and tugged them down his legs.
They puddled at his ankles and his limp cock hung before her face, gargantuan, glorious, gorgeous, Shanti thrilled with lust at the mere sight of it. She joined her palms from heel to the tip of her little finger, forming an open, shallow cup, such as Hindu priests are wont to use in rituals. She cupped his shaft in her palms, the cock-head between her wrists, and lifted it gently to her parted lips. Kamesh reached down and rolled back his foreskin, watching her with a slight smile. Her face was suffused with excitement, her eyes half-closed. She was almost in a devotional trance. Slowly, her lips parted further and her tongue slid out and coiled sinuously around his bulging cock-head. He murmured softly. It felt wonderful. She licked it again, moaning deep in her throat and slowly, her lips inched towards it. He waited patiently. Her lips pressed to his cock-head, then parted and slowly slid down around it. He murmured as he felt her tongue at work on his cock-head in her mouth. She raked her fingernails up and down his shaft, cupped his balls lovingly.
The shaft of his penis was shorn smoothly to the base; his scrotum was shaved clean. He did this because, for one so hugely endowed, it was essential to ensure no discomfort to his partner, especially if he was sodomizing her - which he fully intended to do to Shanti. She loved having her butt fucked and he did it better than anyone else. The shaven cock-shaft also heightened his enjoyment. Kamesh sighed in pleasure as her warm, moist mouth engulfed his cock-head. She sucked cock like few women could, with longing and deep, genuine desire and relish. His belly rippled and he focused his mind on his groin, savoring the exquisite pleasure of her lips and tongue on his cock-head, her fingernails and teeth raking his thick shaft. Slowly, his cock stirred, warmed, filled with blood and lust. It grew longer and thicker and hotter and harder in her mouth, distending her face. Shanti moaned softly, sucking insistently, rising with his cock, her hands lifting her breasts erotically. Kamesh murmured in pleasure and fucked her mouth slowly and heavily, holding her face in both hands and rocking her head back and forth between his legs.
His cock felt heavenly, hot and thick and hard, throbbing with lust, musky and erotic. Shanti's head swam with excitement and she sucked it lovingly, with mounting desire. Slowly, her head rose and she moved higher, kissing his belly, tonguing his navel, and guided his cock into her cleavage inside her blouse. Kamesh sighed as she squeezed her breasts over his penis. "Mmm, yes ... that's nice," he murmured.
She groaned, rubbing her breasts over his shaft, raking it with her nipples. He could feel her long *mangalsutra* and gold necklace rippling against the shaft of his cock and it felt very sexy.
"Kamesh ... please ... cream in my face ... and on my tits ... "
How could he refuse? He smiled gently and nodded.
Shanti slipped his penis out of her blouse. Smiling seductively, she lifted her hands behind her neck and released the clasp of her long *mangalsutra*. Kamesh watched, intrigued, waiting patiently. Her eyes dancing mischievously, she twisted it once round his shaft and then looped it over his hips, fixing the clasp in the small of his back. Now her *mangalsutra* was his girdle, the twin-cupped pendant nestled under his shaft against his balls. "That's better," she murmured, licking his cock-head. "That's very sexy."
Kamesh chuckled softly. If it turned her on, he saw no reason to object. On her knees, she leaned away, on hand outstretched, palm on the floor by her calves, her breasts thrust up. She guided his penis into her blouse again, this time from beneath, past the lower hem, so that it tunneled through her cleavage and the cock-head popped out in the neck of her blouse, towards her face.
She smiled sexily and her mouth opened and she craned her neck, questing for his cock. Kamesh was deeply aroused. Shanti rocked slowly on her knees with her hands behind her legs and her back curved and breasts thrust upward. As she moved, her breasts squeezed over his shaft, masturbating him. At the same time, her mouth was open and his cock-head was between her lips. And his penis was festooned by her *mangalsutra*.
Kamesh grunted in pleasure and fucked her breasts and face. Bent backward on her knees before him, Shanti sucked and licked his penis greedily, moaning as the heavy shaft rasped between her breasts. Her nipples were hard with lust, her breasts heavy and swollen. Kamesh pumped his hips rhythmically back and forth. She thought the sight of her *mangalsutra* on his hips, the pendant on his balls was infinitely erotic. She sucked his penis languorously, almost lazily, swirling her tongue over the swollen cock-head, rocking back and forth. Kamesh savored the gentle burgeoning of his prick as he pumped his hips back and forth at his sister-in-law.
Finally, murmuring in pleasure, he allowed himself the pleasure of surrender. His cock throbbed and quivered. Shanti sensed his orgasm and opened her mouth wide, his cock-head resting on her lower lip. Jizz spurted suddenly from the slit in his cock-head and flooded her mouth. Shanti moaned and swallowed his spout, thick trails of it dribbling over her chin and cheeks. He slid out of her breast-sheath and she shook his cock in her fist, more gunk spurt out and spattered her face. She pointed it to her cleavage and jerked it vigorously. Jizz dribbled between her breasts. She squeezed her breasts over his cock again. Murmuring softly, she caressed her gunk-spattered face with his penis.
"It looks very sexy, with my *mangalsutra*," she murmured. "I want to suck your cock again."
"Later," he grunted, pushing her head away. "Enough for now I think."
"Never say that," Shanti giggled. "Not about your cock."
He laughed and they fell to the floor, kissing and fondling each other. He unbuttoned her silk first night blouse and pulled it off, how many times he had mauled this blouse off Aruna and now he was peeling it off her friend's torso, squeezing her hot breasts, sticky with his seed. He massaged his cum into her flesh, her aureoles, pinched her nipples. She shivered and writhed. He kissed her deeply, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She sucked on his tongue and her hands roamed his body, tracing its superb contours, caressing his flesh, crawling down to his crotch to fondle his penis.
He cupped her cunt and she writhed as he split her cunt-lips open and rubbed his knuckle against her clitoris. She gripped his wrist and tried to get him to push a finger - preferably, several into her flesh, but he broke free. His tongue swirled through her ear and then followed the line of her face down to the hollows in her shoulders and slipped lower. Shanti whimpered in pleasure, her face turning to one side. His lips and tongue snaked lower, over her breasts, climbing one swollen crest, dipping into the sticky vale between up the other, running rapidly around the stubby point of the peak. Shanti shuddered and gasped. He sucked on one breast, nibbled the nipple, rubbed it across his teeth and gums and the roof of his mouth and then moved to the other. Squeezing both breasts together, he sucked on her nipples simultaneously. Shanti gasped and arched under him, her hands digging into his thick hair. He plucked her long gold necklace between his lips and rasped it over her nipples.
She moaned, twisting and writhing in an agony of pleasure under him. Still squeezing her breasts, he moved lower, nuzzling her belly, tonguing her navel, moving his head between her thighs. Shanti moaned and spread her legs wide apart and stretched her cunt-lips open with the fingers of both hands. Her cunt was dripping wet, its musky, erotic odor made his head swim. His tongue slipped into her crack and Shanti gasped, arching sharply. His tongue was wonderful in her cunt, heavy and warm and hot. It slipped into her cunt-flesh, rippled through the moist softness, flicked like lightning at her gorged clitoris, slipped out, snaked inward again. Shanti gasped and panted in excitement. She clenched his head and moved it round and round between her thighs. Her hips jerked and lurched up and down. Her body snapped back and forth with little jerking motions, as though she was being fucked. Her mouth was open and she groaned and whimpered in pleasure, her head flipping from side to side. Her hands mauled her swollen breasts.
"Ohhhhh ... yes ... yes ... oh god yes Kamesh yes! Ohhhhhh yes! Ohhh that's so good ... mmm ... yes ... that's it ... lick me, Kamesh, yes! Ohhh lick my slit Ohhh ma yes!"
Shanti loved being tongue-fucked. The sensations were exquisite, delicate, intense, profound, his tongue rapped and jabbed at her clitoris, flicked it, his teeth nibbled it, his lips sucked it. She gasped and cried out, crushing her breasts in her hands, her hips pumping joyfully up and down the cries frenzied and aroused. Her cunt-juices flowed thick and free and Kamesh lapped them in pleasure, relishing the musky taste of her sex. She was on the verge of an orgasm when he stopped and pulled away. She groaned in despair, her hips twitching and heaving, her breathing ragged, her voice hoarse. He laughed gently and got to his feet again, pulling her up to her knees, pushing his cock at her face. Moaning, Shanti began jerking it one fist and then took it in her mouth and started sucking him again.
Now her hunger was sharp and keen and she gripped his hips and sucked his cock deeply and hungrily, her head rocking back and forth between his thighs. He pumped his hips at her face, holding her head and moving it back and forth, reaching down to fondle her swollen breasts. She caressed his balls, tongued them, licked them, smiling to herself at the sight of her *mangalsutra* draped around his hips, twined over his shaft, its amulet against his balls. She scraped his shaft with the *mangalsutra* between her lips and he grunted and pushed his cock into her mouth again. She slid a finger between his buttocks and pressed it to his anus.
"Mm, yeh ... c'mon suck it, bitch," he grunted. "Suck it good ... mm, yeh ... that's it c'mon ... suck it harder ... Ohhh yeh!"
His anus went into spasm and convulsed under the pressure of her finger. That gave her an idea. She stopped sucking him and looked up. "Turn around. And bend over," she murmured. "I want your ass.
He chuckled and obeyed. Turning his back to her, he bent forward over the low bed, his hands flat on the counterpane, his legs spread wide.
Shanti shuffled around till she was behind him, on her knees. She pressed her face between his buttocks. Kamesh moaned softly. His anus was taut, puckered. Her tongue swirled over it. He moaned softly, his pulse quickening with pleasure. He could feel the softness of her face, the smooth skin of her cheeks and the moistness of her tongue between his buttocks. Her tongue rapped at his anus and her fingers stroked his cock and balls gently, deftly. Kamesh's body rippled with lust; his balls surged with excitement. Now Shanti unclasped the *mangalsutra* from the small of his back and drew the two strands between his thighs and up into the cleft between his buttocks. Her lips slid lower, down along the hard ridge of flesh under his anus to his balls. She sucked his balls one by one, flicked them with her tongue in her open mouth. She took the ends of the *mangalsutra* and pressed them to his anus with her fingertip as her head burrowed between his thighs. Now her head was under his cock, tilted back like a suckling calf's, and the *mangalsutra* ran over her cheek and behind her, to his buttocks. She flipped around between his legs and began sucking his cock again and pressed her finger to his asshole.
Kamesh gasped and yielded and she slid the strands into his anus. He flung his head back and moaned loudly.
"Oh fuck yes! Ohhhh yes Shanti yes! Ohhhhh god yes!" he gasped.
Her fingertip slipped into his anus and he groaned, jerking her head back and forth, pumping his hips at her face, his head flung back, his penis throbbing in her mouth. Her finger slid in and out of his anus, twisting and rolling the beads of her *mangalsutra* in his rear channel. The fires in his loins grew and spread. He gasped, his magnificent chest heaving, his face flushed with excitement. Abruptly, she stopped sucking his cock and slipped her finger out of his anus. He groaned. She grinned at him, and ensured that a good bit of her *mangalsutra* was still in his anus. He was about to pull it out when she stopped him.
"Leave it. I want it there. For later."
"Bitch."
"It takes two to tango, stud," she giggled. "That's my insurance."
"For what?"
"To make sure you come inside me."
"Fuck you."
"I certainly hope so."
He grinned and pushed her down on her back on the large, low, well-sprung bed. She giggled at the sight of her *mangalsutra* twined round his cock and balls, embedded in his ass. He scowled at her in feigned irritation. She giggled again, and her laugh was infectious and he laughed with her.
"It looks very cute," she said.
"Married to the cock."
"Mm. C'mon, Kamesh. Let's fuck."
He bent over her and they kissed slowly and deeply, fondling each other's bodies. He cupped her breasts and she caressed his muscular back and deep chest sensuously. He rummaged between her legs and they opened readily for him. Reaching into the drawer of the bedside table, he found a dildo. It was ten inches long, a hollow cylinder with knurls and knobs and spikes and ridges on its surface. Both ends were open, one slightly narrower than the other, so that it tapered. The edges were smoothly rounded. It was one of Shanti's favorites. Her eyes glittered when she saw it in his hands and she opened her legs and pulled her cunt-lips wide with one hand for it.
"Fuck yes, I want that," she muttered. "C'mon, shove it into my slit."
Slowly, Kamesh pressed the tube into her cunt. Shanti gasped and arched, the fingers of one hands keeping her cunt-lips stretched wide, her other hand digging into his shoulders. Her back arched and her mouth jerked open. Kamesh bent his head and sucked her breast, lying on side beside her. He pressed the tube deeper into her. Shanti's head snapped back, her neck craned, her face twisted in a rictus of lust. She squeezed her breasts with her free hand in a frenzy, her other hands clawing her cunt-lips wide. The huge tube tunneled into her flesh, the knobs and ridges and knurls crushing her cunt-flesh and clitoris, the hard spikes bending as they went in, then flipping up inside her to scrape her cunt-flesh gently.
"Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh ohfuckohfuckohfuck ohh yes oh yes oh uh oh oh oh uh oh uh," Shanti gasped, her chest heaving, her body writhing, her hips pumping.
Kamesh slid the dildo deeper and deeper into her and then began to masturbate her with it. His eyes never left her face. Shanti moaned and gasped, writhing and thrashing erotically on the bed by him. Her face was radiant with lust. He kissed her hungrily, immensely aroused by the sight of her. She groaned and caressed her breasts sensuously, hissing in pleasure as he rocked the dildo in and out of her flesh. Her hips pumped and jerked and her body jerked and snapped and rolled gently up and down on the bed. Kamesh sucked her breasts sharply and then, without warning, pressed his lips to the open end of the dildo and started blowing into it. Shanti gasped and cried out and arched steeply, her fingers digging into his hair. His breath was funneled by the dildo and speared her slit like a hot knife. He exhaled sharply, repeatedly, and her body jerked and arched, convulsing frantically. He crushed her breasts in his hands and she groaned, her hips thrust up, quivering in tension as the orgasm neared. Just before it broke, he rose. Her face twisted in rage and then the anger gave way to an expression of incredulous joy and wonder, for he had moved up over her, between her legs, and was slowly squeezing his rigid penis into the tube that impaled her cunt. He grinned down at her.
"Like it?"
"Oh fuck yes!" she gasped in awe as she felt his huge penis stretch the sheath and, through it, her cunt.
His penis squeezed through the sheath, both moving deeper into her, the ridges and knobs and knurls and spikes crushing her cunt-flesh. She gasped and moaned, her breath coming in sharp, heaving, ragged cries as he pushed and tunneled deeper and deeper.
'Oh god yes oh yes oh yes fuck me Ohhhh fuck me yes ohhh god yes Kamesh yes fuck me please ohhh yes!" Shanti gasped.
Now his magnificent body was angled over hers, his arms outstretched, his biceps bulging. On his knees between her thighs, he flexed his buttocks slowly, squeezing his cock deeper still into her flesh. Shanti's head swam with delirious excitement. It was wonderful, the very best fucking, better than with anyone else. She clung to his arms, panting and gasping like a bitch in heat, her chest heaving. Kamesh grinned down at her and pushed his cock deeper into her cunt. She was a fabulous fuck: her cunt was hot and tight as a vice, sucking voraciously and greedily on his mammoth erection and her fair-skinned, curved body throbbed and writhed eagerly for more. Deep in her flesh, he paused.
"Oh ma oh ma oh ma oh ma oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh," Shanti panted.
Her eyes were closed, her lips parted, her nostrils flared and her head was arched. Her chest rose and fell rapidly. Kamesh thought she looked incredibly lovely. He bent his head and dragged his tongue down her face to her breasts. She moaned as he lapped at one stiff nipple, then the other then slowly nibbled on them. Her hips gyrated beneath his.
"Come on, come on, come on," she muttered. "Fuck me, Kamesh, fuck me ... please!"
Gently, he began fucking his wife's best friend with smooth, long strokes, moving his hips steeply up and down, slowly back and forth. His penis moved a full ten inches in its sawing, grating, grinding, spiraling length; and the thick rubber tube rasped and scraped over her cunt-flesh as he moved. His buttocks flexed and un-flexed rhythmically, steadily, unhurriedly. His penis crushed her cunt-flesh. Beneath him, Shanti gasped and panted, her back arching and falling in a rhythm that matched his thrusts. Kamesh watched the spasms of lust and pleasure on her face, moving slowly and unhurriedly. She dug her hands into his thick biceps, her forearms along his. Her breasts were hot and swollen. Her cunt was incredible: hot and tight and wet, convulsing and cramping powerfully on his piston like penis.
"Ohhh Kamesh yes! Ohhh god yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Ohhh ... uhhh ... Ohhhh ... uhhh ... ohhh uhhh ohh uhh ohhh uhhh ohhh uhhh ohhh uhhh uhhh uhhh uhhh uhhh ohhh uhhh yes!" she gasped.
Her body rocked and jerked and her breasts jiggled and bounced with his thrusts. Kamesh kept moving with an utterly steady, metronomic action, his penis sliding in and out, in and out in and out. Shanti's head rolled from side to side and she whimpered deliriously. His mammoth penis, sheathed in the hard rubber tube, crushed and plundered her flesh, filling her cunt to bursting. She could feel the extraordinary heat and hardness of him. Whimpering her hips and cunt heaving rhythmically under his, she smiled sensuously at him, caressing his handsome face, his deep chest.
Arching her head, she licked his small, hard nipples. Her hands slid down his back to his buttocks and she began toying with the *mangalsutra* that was still half-embedded in his anus. Kamesh smiled, grunting in pleasure, as she moved it in and out of his ass with her fingertip and then slowly began to draw it out. The release in pressure was exquisitely erotic. He groaned and pressed his cock deeper into her flesh, making her moan and arch in delight under him. The *mangalsutra* twined in her fingers, she caressed his body and back and arms. Kamesh's rhythm did not vary and Shanti whimpered deliriously; it was incredible, this relentless, demanding, driving fucking.
Kamesh paused and slipped the sheath of his cock. Shanti waited, whimpering, gasping and panting under him. Slowly, he slid into her again. She gasped, arching hard as his huge penis tunneled into her flesh, hot and hard. It felt wonderful, having his naked cock in her cunt at last. She groaned, and her hips churned hard against his. He fucked her for several minutes in that position, with the same, steady, unvarying rhythm. And then he began to move faster. Beneath him, Shanti cried out, her body twisting and lurching and writhing as the huge penis plundered her flesh. His buttocks flexed and un-flexed and his hips rose and fell in a mesmerizing, rapid rhythm. His cock appeared and disappeared into her flesh, pushing and squeezing and tunneling and burrowing and plowing in deeper and deeper.
"Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh ma uh oh ma oh ma oh ma oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh," Shanti panted deliriously, her head whipping from side to side.
"C'mon, take it, take it, bitch, take it, take my prick, whore take it! Oh fuck yes oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck yes oh fuck yes oh fuck yes take it *rundi, chul saali rahnd chul*!"
His words burned in her ears. He bent his head and thrust his tongue into her mouth. She arched her body under his, her breasts hot under his chest. She gripped his face, her *mangalsutra* twined in her fingers, and kissed him feverishly, sucked his earlobe, swirled her tongue lasciviously through his ear in an utterly wanton gesture.
"Harder," she gasped. "Fuck me harder, Kamesh! Fuck me like a whore!" He grunted and rose on his outstretched arms and knees. Flinging his head back, gasping loudly, he started ramming and reaming his cock into his sister-in-law's flesh. His hips snapped rapidly back and forth and his huge penis plunged went faster and faster, in and out of her cunt, till he was entering her at a furious, ramming pace. His knees levered her thighs wide and Shanti lay pinned under him, her body jerking and rocking violently with his thrusts. Her orgasm loomed and then broke in a series of crashing, back to back orgasms. Her cunt convulsed frantically on his penis. Groaning, he slowed abruptly and skewered her heavily, with a cruel, rolling twist of his hips that made his penis enter her from all angles. She gasped and cried out, her hands crushing her breasts in an erotic frenzy and then, abruptly, he resumed ram-fucking her. Shanti cried out thinly, her face contorting and twisting with lust as the huge cock hammered into her flesh. Her orgasm intensified and dragged on.
Finally, it ebbed and he slipped out of her cunt and turned her over onto her front. Shanti moaned thickly, her body still trembling with tension. Kamesh leaned over, his lips hot on her skin. She was sweating and strands of hair clung damply to the nape of her neck. His hard penis throbbed against her buttocks. He shoved his hands under her body and cupped her breasts, squeezing them hard. She groaned. Her face was turned on one side. He tongued her ear, sucked her lobe, kissed her deeply. He pressed his penis into the cleft between her buttocks. Shanti murmured softly as she felt the huge cock-head at her anus.
"I want your ass," he murmured. "I want to fuck your butt."
Shanti loved being sodomized. The erotic sensations of being fucked in the ass were unmatched; and no one did it better than Kamesh, with his monstrous penis and awesome skill. Incredibly, there was never pain, just wave after wave of intense pleasure. She spread her legs, squirming, lifting her buttocks. Kamesh chuckled.
"Later," he murmured. "After I finish with your cunt."
Kneeling behind her, he pulled her up onto her knees and forearms. Shanti groaned as he caressed her body, fondling her swollen, pendulous breasts, her belly, her hips, her buttocks and thighs. Her knees spread and he pressed his penis between her buttocks to her cunt. She groaned softly when she felt the fierce heat of the cock-head at her cunt-lips; and then, with a loud moan, flexing his buttocks and swinging his hips, he thrust into her smoothly and deeply. Shanti gasped sharply as the enormous penis burst into her cunt, surging swiftly deep into her body. Her head snapped up, her mouth jerked open in a wide 'O' and her body lurched forward.
"Ohmaunh AHHHHHHHHH!" she gasped. "Oh ma oh ma oh ma OHHH!"
"Yeh ... ohfuckyes!" Kamesh breathed as her cunt convulsed frantically on his hard, throbbing penis, squeezing it eagerly. Shanti's face creased in radiant pleasure. Moaning, she swung her hips gently in circular motion, mashing her cunt-flesh with his cock, spiraling backward onto his penis. "C'mon Kamesh fuck me fuck me ... please ... fuck me," she whimpered.
Grunting in pleasure, his fingertips in the small of her back, Kamesh fucked her steadily and swiftly. His hips swung back and forth in an undulating, curving action so that his penis sawed in and out of her cunt like a scimitar. Shanti moaned and cried out, rocking and jerking under him, her body swinging back and forth, her heavy, swollen breasts bouncing. Kamesh grabbed her *mangalsutra* from the bed where she had abandoned it and, flipping it over her neck again, twined his fingers in it and then cupped her breasts. Shanti gasped as the hard, cold metal bit into her aching, rigid nipples. "Oh yes! Ohh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me Kamesh! Fuck me harder!" she gasped.
They moved faster and faster and his penis appeared and disappeared between the creamy curves of her buttocks. Her breasts wobbled and swung with her necklaces. Her buttocks bounced off his thighs. He gripped her breasts and jerked her back and forth on his cock dragging her cunt down deeper and deeper, burying his burning penis in her hot, wet cunt-flesh. Her cunt convulsed and cramped in a frenzy of his penis and he groaned. She shoved a hand under her thighs and squeezed his balls eagerly.
Gasping in pleasure, Kamesh leaned forward over her, his hips pummeling her buttocks, and gripped her pendulous breasts. Shanti whimpered in joy and her buttocks writhed erotically under him. She turned her face to his and he kissed her hungrily, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth. Her breasts were hot and swollen in his hands, the nipples rigid. Kamesh crushed his cock deeper into her cunt.
With shuddering moan, Shanti orgasm, her cunt biting down on his sawing penis.
Kamesh gasped and grimaced, his handsome head flung back, his muscular body corded, sheathed with sweat. Holding her hips, he jerked her body back and forth greedily, yanking her cunt up and down the length of his shaft. Shanti moaned thickly, her head hanging between her arms.
At last he slowed and sank back on his haunches, his cock still inside her, bringing her body upright on her knees. She knelt in front of him, his cock deep in her cunt his hands on her swollen breasts. She tilted her face back and looped an arm over his neck. He kissed her, licked her armpit sucked her breast. She moaned writhing out her buttocks on his lap. "God I love your cock in my slit," she whimpered.
"And I love your cunt on my prick," he smiled, licking her nipple.
Kamesh squeezed and fondled her swollen breasts. Shanti whimpered, writhing in pleasure on his lap, and kissed him hungrily, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. His penis throbbed in her slit. Groaning, she arched her head and, leaning forward on her outstretched arms, began to move her body back and forth, sliding her cunt up and down the length of his immense shaft.
As her cunt went into a spasm and convulsed on his penis, squeezing eagerly on its thickness and hard heat. Kamesh crushed her breasts and moved her body up and down on his penis. They moved faster, their bodies rocking and jerking with rising urgency, her cunt sliding steeply up and down the length of his immense tumescence. Kamesh squeezed her heavy, swollen breasts and rolled them in his palms. Shanti moaned and ground her cunt around on his cock.
"Fuck me fuck me... yes ... fuck me Kamesh ... ohhhh god yes!"
"C'mon, take it! Take it Shanti, take my cock!" he grunted, swirling his tongue through her ear.
Shanti trembled and moaned and arched her head. "Ohhh yes! Ohhh god yes! Fuck me! Fuck me Kamesh yes ... ohhh god yes!" she gasped.
She whimpered and moaned as another orgasm rocked her body. Her cunt convulsed on his cock and her hips sank down deeply. Her face jerked upward and she gasped loudly, her back arching stiffly. Kamesh crushed her swollen breasts and tugged at her nipples. She shuddered and writhed on his lap. He waited patiently as the orgasm ebbed.
"Now," he grunted his tongue in her ear. "Now I want your ass, bitch. I want to fuck your butt. Come on."
Shanti groaned thickly. Her head swam with pleasure and excitement. She enjoyed being sodomized and no one did it better than her brother-in-law. Gasping, she slid off his penis and she leaned forward again, pressing her shoulders to the bed, lifting her buttocks and hips high. She spread her knees wide apart and her buttocks creased open, exposing her tender anus to his view. Kamesh chuckled softly and caressed the narrow opening. Shanti writhed at his touch. Bending, he pressed his face to her butt and rimmed her ass with his tongue. She groaned loudly, her face turned on side on the bed. Her anus was musky and erotic to the taste. Her buttocks writhed in pleasure as he ran his tongue round and round the puckered flesh, pressing inward.
He rose and straddled her hips in a deep, strong squat, his knees bent. Shanti tensed as he pressed his penis between her buttocks. The enormity of his cock-head was at her anus.
"Set?" he murmured.
She nodded. Slowly, he flexed his buttocks. His hips slid forward. The huge cock-head pressed at the tight flesh of her anus, pushed through. The cock-head popped into her rear-channel.
"Ohunhhohunhunhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
The breath whooshed from Shanti's throat. She dug her fingers into the rich counterpane. Her face contorted in a rictus of lust, her mouth wide open, her eyes squeezed shut, her lips drawn back over her strong, white, even teeth. Her neck jerked back and her body arched inward. Her buttocks stiffened, quivered, tensed. Kamesh paused with his cock-head in her asshole. "You okay?" he murmured softly. "Shall I stop?"
Shanti gasped and shook her head. "No ... for god's sake don't ... stop ... shove it all in Kamesh ... slowly ..."
Kamesh took his time. Few women could receive the immensity of his penis in their cunts, let alone in their anuses. Shanti was one of the exceptions. He knew that she loved this as much as he, and would want his entirety in her anus. Gently, unhurriedly, he slid himself deeper into her anal channel. The sensations of her brother-in-law's monstrous penis squeezing and crushing through her anal flesh were overwhelming. Waves of pleasure racked her body. Shanti gasped and moaned, rocking and swaying gently back and forth and from side to side. Deeper and deeper he went, his cock seemingly endless, pushing and probing the innermost recesses of her being. Her belly and anus ached and her body throbbed with hot lust. His hands slid gently up her flanks and cupped her succulent breasts. She groaned and pressed herself into his hard hands. Thrusting an arm under her body, she squeezed his heavy balls.
"Ohh ... uhhh ... ohhhh ... uhhh ... ohhh yes ... yes ... oh god yes, Kamesh, yes ... do it ... fuck me, baby ... fuck my ass!" Shanti panted.
Bent over her, his body angled steeply forward, his hands clenching and squeezing her breasts in excitement, Kamesh began fucking Shanti's ass. It convulsed frenetically on his throbbing penis, making him groan in pleasure. "Take it ... fuck yes! Take it all, whore, take my prick!" he gasped.
Slowly, he slid his hips back, un-flexed his buttocks. His penis slid outward, and Shanti gasped at the exquisite release in pressure. Out and out he went, till just the tip of his cock-head remained in her anus. She moaned and her buttocks rose eagerly, splitting open wantonly.
"Shove it in, Kamesh!" she gasped. "Shove it in again! Oh! Uhhh OHHHHH uhhh OHHH yes OHHHHHHHH yes-yes-yes!"
Kamesh slid his throbbing cock into her anus again, and Shanti the Tamil Iyer Whore – a very sexy faced woman gasped thickly, her body bending and arching, sliding forward under his thrust. Slowly, he slid out and in again, stroking gently and smoothly in and out of her clone rear channel. Shanti felt giddy with pleasure. His cock was enormous and it plowed deeply in and out of her anus with a smooth, slow, mesmerizing rhythm. She masturbated frantically, flicking her gorged clitoris with two fingers. Her buttocks writhed and shook as he impaled her asshole again and again. Her body rocked and swung with his motions. On and on he went, taking his time, sodomizing her unhurriedly and thoroughly.
"C'mon, bitch, c'mon ... take it ... uhhh yeh! Take it all, whore! Take it! Come on ... come on ... *come on*!"
His buttocks flexed and un-flexed rhythmically. His hips rocked back and forth. His enormous penis glistened and gleamed as it stroked slowly in and out of her asshole, appearing and disappearing between the creamy curves of her buttocks. He was bent steeply forward astride her, his hands crushing her breasts and, under him, her buttocks raised high, her shoulders pinned to the bed, Shanti moaned and gasped, her body rocking back and forth, sliding up and down the sheets with his thrusts. Between her legs, her fingers worked her cunt and clitoris frantically. Her hips swayed and trembled and shook with excitement as her orgasm neared.
"Ohhhh ... yes! Ohhh fuck yes! Fuck me! Fuck my ass Kamesh Ohhh uhhh OHH OH OH OH OHHHHH yes! Ohhh god yes! Yes! Yes!"
With a shuddering gasp, Shanti had a prolonged orgasm. Her cunt convulsed on her pumping finger and, simultaneously, her anus contracted in a frenzy state on his penis. Kamesh gasped and slid deeper into her, his handsome head arching back. Burying himself in her anus, he waited, savouring the exquisite pleasure of her orgasm. It ebbed slowly and he began moving again, fucking her butt once more, moving gently and steadily. The fires in his loins were uncontainable and, within seconds, he let himself go. The heat poured from his cock and she gasped as the searing jizz spurted into her asshole. Slowly, still ejaculating, he pulled out of her and spattered her buttocks and anus and cunt-lips with his jizz. Shanti gasped softly. He groaned in relief and gingerly squeezed his cock into her anus again. Shanti moaned thickly. Her body sagged to the bed and Kamesh bent over her, his legs spread wide, his cock embedded deep in her anus, and kissed her neck and tongued her ear. She writhed under him. Slowly, he pulled out of her.
A few minutes later, he was on his back and she turned and slid over him and kissed him deeply. Her breasts were hot and heavy on his chest. He caressed her body tenderly.
"God, I love fucking you, so lucky to have you today finally, slightly guilty of cheating Aruna" he murmured, sucking her lip.
"That makes two of us, I am also doing the same cheating her, but it started with you straying and making it with Veronica." she smiled, her nipples hardening in his hands.
"I want to fuck again." There she was in all her bare essentials – Veronica demanding her pound for the night.
"Crazy whore." Shouted Shanti at Veronica.
"Mm. But lucky, I got him first" Veronica was not to lose her shirt so easily.
"If you say so come on join the party."
"I do," Veronica murmured and began to snake down his body, kissing his chest, licking and sucking his nipples, going down to take his semi-erect penis between her breasts.
She squeezed them in a warm, tight sheath over his cock and he could feel the hardness of her nipples scraping his shaft. Then she slid down and her lips opened and her tongue swirled out. Kamesh craned his neck and watched, his lust mounting, as she began sucking his cock again so soon after his interlude with her mistress Shanti.
Shanti moaned softly watching the maid as she bent her head over Kamesh's lap. Holding his erect cock in one hand, she pumped the shaft eagerly. Her face was tilted to one side and Kamesh saw that it was radiant and soft with lust. Her lips parted and her tongue swirled over his cock-head. His penis was tangy and musky, erotic with the combined tastes of her cunt and ass and his jizz. She cradled his cock in an open palm and wound her tongue languorously around his cock-head. Kamesh groaned in pleasure. Whimpering and keening softly, as Veronica took his cock-head in her mouth and began to suck it gently, Shanti placed her mouth on the balls. Kamesh gasped at the touch. He caressed her face and breasts and then, as her sucking grew in ardor and intensity, held her head and rocked it up and down over his lap, pumping his hips under her face.
"Oh fuck yes! God yes ... c'mon suck it! Suck it, whores Suck my cock and Balls!" he groaned.
Shanti slid into the passenger seat after Aruna left – "Take me home "
Kamesh smiled and looked towards her, she looked straight and was not willing to make any eye contact - "So you set up Veronica?"
"And you enjoyed the treat I bet – she has updated me, Want to hear some of your episode recordings – she kept her phone on with me while your sexercise calisthenics was at its peak"
"Listen to this – this is in your voice " she was coquettish in her looks at him and her eyes were piercing – they looked like striking rays to his dick which was rising in the enclosure inside the jeans.
"I bet. You ever had a cock in your cunt and ass?" he was telling Veronica.
"At the same time in me you will be one?" Veronica had smiled at him.
"Yeah, I will be one of them sure" he quipped.
No never. In fact, I've never had two guys together. Always wanted to, though." Veronica was getting hot.
"Well, all in the family bitch, all in the family!" he laughed.
"Will it hurt? Both together, I mean?"
"Nah. The broads love it. I know a woman, Does it all the time. Even takes three, one in her mouth as well."
"Oh god, Kamesh!" Veronica moaned.
"What say, bitch? You game?"
He remembered, she grinned, her eyes dancing, and, stopping him, rolled him over onto his back and straddled his hips, her cunt impaled on his penis. She bent and kissed him, her tongue deep in his mouth, her breasts hot on his chest.
"Oh yes, Kamesh baby ... I'm game. I'm game ... c'mon ... do it now ... fuck me, Kamesh ... fuck me like a slut!"
Back to the present in the Zen, Shanti stopped the voice player on the phone and looked at him – "Now tell me, are you a normal or a maniac – sex maniac?" and laughed. "Wolf or Bear "
Kamesh dropped her home and did not do the obvious which she was wanting, he decided to give her a skip and retuned home. He was not keen to mix up issues so soon, one Veronica for now was enough and he did not want to complicate things, he had settle this issue of Shanti holding the strings on Veronica and he called her out to the parking and while she waited down, he taxied around for some time around before coming into the building parking and found her at his spot – parked and asked her "Why did allow Shanti to spy on us and let her possess evidence on our escapade? We need to trust each other if we have to continue otherwise leave the place right now and give some excuse to Aruna"
"Either way – I cannot escape Shanti – she is the one who manages my escort business – I am a whore and work as an escort, I don't have any other job so this is not going to work either way, I can minimize the impact on you and from now we can be more discreet and allow privacy to our affair – will think on what to tell her" frankly spoke Veronica.
Veronica was instructed by Shanti "slide him into complete debauchery, he should come panting for me after he has been drenched in your sluttish holes"
Veronica dressed carefully for the occasion, in a knee-length gown in black cotton. It had broad shoulder straps and a square, button-down yoke in front that was closely contoured to her chest. She left the buttons undone so that her breasts were squeezed together by the tightly configured cloth to form a deep and tantalizing cleavage in which her gold necklace nestled. The back of the gown dropped low to just above her buttocks. She wore no underwear and her hair was coiled in a cute bun behind her head. The gold chain glittered on her honey skin. She looked bewitching.
He came out of the door and held her and turned her around and slapped her "How long will you torture me like this" and his cock was all over the place "COME ON, Veronica ... lick my cock ... suck me with your tongue!"
The slut was going over it like she was programmed and took his dick in her hand and moistened her fingers with saliva and whispered "I know you are lusting for me for quite a while" voice was husky and sibilant, deeply erotic.
The darkly handsome, Kamesh smiled down at his lovely, dusky maid, her body was luscious, already ripened into womanhood, with large breasts and flared hips. Her belly was firm and flat, her arms and legs smooth and slender. Her face was delicate, with a fine nose, flared nostrils, a lovely, sexy mouth meant for sucking and kissing and fucking. Her eyes were large and brown rimmed with *kajal*, and her hair was silky and dark with auburn highlights, twisted into a braid.
Kamesh smiled and thrust his face into her crotch. Veronica gasped softly and arched her back in pleasure. His tongue rippled down her sodden cunt-lips and through moist flesh within. It felt wonderful. Veronica spread her legs still wider and, gripped his head in her crotch, her hips raised high. His tongue swirled through her cunt-flesh and flickered against her gorged clitoris. "Ohhhh uhh yeh ... ohh god Kamesh yeh!" she moaned softly.
He slid his hands up to her turgid breasts and squeezed them, pinching her rigid nipples. Veronica sighed in pleasure, writhing on the bed. His tongue jabbed into her cunt and she gasped loudly, arching her back.
"Ohh! OH! Oh yes! Yes! Ohh! Unhhh! Ohhhh!"
Her face flipped languorously from side to side, her lips parted in a gentle 'O' of pleasure. Her body jerked back and forth on the bed as though she was being fucked, and her full, ripe breasts jiggled erotically. She squeezed them in rising excitement, moaning with pleasure.
It was not long before Shanti had her share of the 'victim' and he succumbed – he was after all lusting for her since long now – right from that evening when she had come to their place along with Sridhar – a year ago, and Veronica did her job well.
A few days into her 7th month, Aruna and Ayesha left – to Aruna's parents' and it was a faked poignant send off – Shanti was there at the station and so was Veronica. That evening – Veronica was in the kitchen cooking and by design Shanti was stationed tonight – she wanted to eat her cake and have it too, it was first night mood and she picked out the white saree from her fiend's closet and asked Veronica to do quick pedicure work on all parts of her body especially anal and the crevice between the two crucial holes – she knew what was to be done there – and it was not going to be easy for him to refuse her today.
Shanti knew that Kamesh and Veronica would fuck incessantly for a week till, in the end, both were drained and exhausted. Their love and lust was so intense that it threatened to consume their beings, and they seldom fucked except by careful design. Instead, both contented their natural sexual urges by fucking right inside the house with Aruna very much around. Shanti was glad for it. It told million about the lecher he was and how much infidelity in him and adulterous she was – both sinners and extremely sexually liberated animals.
The evening arrived – and he did not have much to resist – he tried to fondle and rub his hands around the maid in the kitchen when the pussy in the stunning dress showed up and radiated – and after collecting some butter and milk and some cut fruits left for the bedroom "Hi – am retiring to your bedroom for today – you can say Good night later if you want to sleep with me" she winked.
Shanti closed her eyes on the bed and pictured Kamesh's cock.
It would be dark and thick, too thick to take fully in her mouth, too thick even to encircle fully in her fingers. It would be long and strong, pulsating, dark, thick-veined. She could almost feel it now, touching her cunt-lips, gently prising them open, than spreading them wider and wider to receive its immensity, then piercing through, touching her very soul. She ached for it, for that beautiful enormity to invade her flesh and plough into her body mercilessly tormenting her and driving her to fits of passion that no one else could. She knew that she would love every inch of his body and his cock, every vein, every curve and contour; and she would love his cock with her mouth, her face, her breasts, her cunt, her anus, her entire being.
Soon our man came and he was there – completely naked with cock protruding and he drew her closer and her body warmed at the touch of his hands on her naked midriff. His head bent to hers and her eyes fluttered shut, her lips parting slowly under his. His lips met hers, brushed them, then slowly he drew the lower one between his and sucked on it. His tongue invaded her mouth slowly, gliding between her lips and flicking against her own and she groaned deep in her throat as her excitement mounted. His hands slid up over her short, tight silk blouse to cup her breasts. As he squeezed the fleshy mounds gently, marveling at their superb contours, relishing the feel and weight and shape of them filling his hands, they grew hot and hard and swelled, her nipples stiffening quickly. His lips slid down over her mouth, down the line of her neck and throat and he slid the *pallu* of her *silk sari* of her shoulder. His lips and tongue trickled into the deep valley between her breasts, and his hands and fingers stroked her bare belly, caressing it just above her pubis, gently sliding around to her buttocks, back again to her thighs. He flicked open the buttons of her blouse and opened the top two.
He bent his head and his tongue explored the deep vale between her breasts. Shanti trembled in excitement. His hot breath seared on her nipple through the thin material of the blouse and she shuddered in excitement, arching her head. Her nipple quivered between his lips. He tugged at it gently with his teeth, rolled it between them. She gasped as the fires leapt to her groin. He moved to the other breast, kneading the first in his fingers. Shanti unbuttoned his loose shirt with trembling fingers. She pulled it off and, moaning softly, caressed his sculpted chest. His hands slid down her smooth back and he tugged at her *sari*. It unraveled and fell to her feet with the softest of whispers. She was naked under it and his hands slid over her firm, flat buttocks and slender thighs. She trembled and bent her head to his chest, licking his nipple. He sighed softly. Her tongue swirled over the tough little knot of flesh, and then her lips flowered around it and she sucked gently.
Kamesh sighed in pleasure as tiny flames of pleasure leapt from his nipples and coursed through his magnificent frame. He cupped her cunt and was delighted to find it already wet. She groaned and her legs shuffled apart, her cunt-lips opening for him. He arched a finger into her slit and she whimpered deep in her throat, moving to his other nipple, her hips swaying and writhing erotically.
Shanti began to move lower and Kamesh murmured in pleasure as her tongue and lips snaked down his torso. He slid his hands into her blouse and cupped her swollen breasts, flicked her rigid nipples, kneeling before him, Shanti nuzzled his crotch. She moaned softly and kissed the enormous bulge between his thighs. Slowly, her hands crawled up to the clasp of his trousers. She flipped it open and slowly pulled down his fly and stretched it open in a wide V. She moaned at the sight of his mammoth shaft tucked neatly in the fly; he wore no underwear. Her lips parted hungrily and her eyes glittered with lust, her nostrils flaring. Kamesh knew the signs well and he smiled gently. Whimpering in excitement, Shanti pressed her lips to the base of his shaft as she pulled his trousers open and tugged them down his legs.
They puddled at his ankles and his limp cock hung before her face, gargantuan, glorious, gorgeous, Shanti thrilled with lust at the mere sight of it. She joined her palms from heel to the tip of her little finger, forming an open, shallow cup, such as Hindu priests are wont to use in rituals. She cupped his shaft in her palms, the cock-head between her wrists, and lifted it gently to her parted lips. Kamesh reached down and rolled back his foreskin, watching her with a slight smile. Her face was suffused with excitement, her eyes half-closed. She was almost in a devotional trance. Slowly, her lips parted further and her tongue slid out and coiled sinuously around his bulging cock-head. He murmured softly. It felt wonderful. She licked it again, moaning deep in her throat and slowly, her lips inched towards it. He waited patiently. Her lips pressed to his cock-head, then parted and slowly slid down around it. He murmured as he felt her tongue at work on his cock-head in her mouth. She raked her fingernails up and down his shaft, cupped his balls lovingly.
The shaft of his penis was shorn smoothly to the base; his scrotum was shaved clean. He did this because, for one so hugely endowed, it was essential to ensure no discomfort to his partner, especially if he was sodomizing her - which he fully intended to do to Shanti. She loved having her butt fucked and he did it better than anyone else. The shaven cock-shaft also heightened his enjoyment. Kamesh sighed in pleasure as her warm, moist mouth engulfed his cock-head. She sucked cock like few women could, with longing and deep, genuine desire and relish. His belly rippled and he focused his mind on his groin, savoring the exquisite pleasure of her lips and tongue on his cock-head, her fingernails and teeth raking his thick shaft. Slowly, his cock stirred, warmed, filled with blood and lust. It grew longer and thicker and hotter and harder in her mouth, distending her face. Shanti moaned softly, sucking insistently, rising with his cock, her hands lifting her breasts erotically. Kamesh murmured in pleasure and fucked her mouth slowly and heavily, holding her face in both hands and rocking her head back and forth between his legs.
His cock felt heavenly, hot and thick and hard, throbbing with lust, musky and erotic. Shanti's head swam with excitement and she sucked it lovingly, with mounting desire. Slowly, her head rose and she moved higher, kissing his belly, tonguing his navel, and guided his cock into her cleavage inside her blouse. Kamesh sighed as she squeezed her breasts over his penis. "Mmm, yes ... that's nice," he murmured.
She groaned, rubbing her breasts over his shaft, raking it with her nipples. He could feel her long *mangalsutra* and gold necklace rippling against the shaft of his cock and it felt very sexy.
"Kamesh ... please ... cream in my face ... and on my tits ... "
How could he refuse? He smiled gently and nodded.
Shanti slipped his penis out of her blouse. Smiling seductively, she lifted her hands behind her neck and released the clasp of her long *mangalsutra*. Kamesh watched, intrigued, waiting patiently. Her eyes dancing mischievously, she twisted it once round his shaft and then looped it over his hips, fixing the clasp in the small of his back. Now her *mangalsutra* was his girdle, the twin-cupped pendant nestled under his shaft against his balls. "That's better," she murmured, licking his cock-head. "That's very sexy."
Kamesh chuckled softly. If it turned her on, he saw no reason to object. On her knees, she leaned away, on hand outstretched, palm on the floor by her calves, her breasts thrust up. She guided his penis into her blouse again, this time from beneath, past the lower hem, so that it tunneled through her cleavage and the cock-head popped out in the neck of her blouse, towards her face.
She smiled sexily and her mouth opened and she craned her neck, questing for his cock. Kamesh was deeply aroused. Shanti rocked slowly on her knees with her hands behind her legs and her back curved and breasts thrust upward. As she moved, her breasts squeezed over his shaft, masturbating him. At the same time, her mouth was open and his cock-head was between her lips. And his penis was festooned by her *mangalsutra*.
Kamesh grunted in pleasure and fucked her breasts and face. Bent backward on her knees before him, Shanti sucked and licked his penis greedily, moaning as the heavy shaft rasped between her breasts. Her nipples were hard with lust, her breasts heavy and swollen. Kamesh pumped his hips rhythmically back and forth. She thought the sight of her *mangalsutra* on his hips, the pendant on his balls was infinitely erotic. She sucked his penis languorously, almost lazily, swirling her tongue over the swollen cock-head, rocking back and forth. Kamesh savored the gentle burgeoning of his prick as he pumped his hips back and forth at his sister-in-law.
Finally, murmuring in pleasure, he allowed himself the pleasure of surrender. His cock throbbed and quivered. Shanti sensed his orgasm and opened her mouth wide, his cock-head resting on her lower lip. Jizz spurted suddenly from the slit in his cock-head and flooded her mouth. Shanti moaned and swallowed his spout, thick trails of it dribbling over her chin and cheeks. He slid out of her breast-sheath and she shook his cock in her fist, more gunk spurt out and spattered her face. She pointed it to her cleavage and jerked it vigorously. Jizz dribbled between her breasts. She squeezed her breasts over his cock again. Murmuring softly, she caressed her gunk-spattered face with his penis.
"It looks very sexy, with my *mangalsutra*," she murmured. "I want to suck your cock again."
"Later," he grunted, pushing her head away. "Enough for now I think."
"Never say that," Shanti giggled. "Not about your cock."
He laughed and they fell to the floor, kissing and fondling each other. He unbuttoned her silk first night blouse and pulled it off, how many times he had mauled this blouse off Aruna and now he was peeling it off her friend's torso, squeezing her hot breasts, sticky with his seed. He massaged his cum into her flesh, her aureoles, pinched her nipples. She shivered and writhed. He kissed her deeply, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She sucked on his tongue and her hands roamed his body, tracing its superb contours, caressing his flesh, crawling down to his crotch to fondle his penis.
He cupped her cunt and she writhed as he split her cunt-lips open and rubbed his knuckle against her clitoris. She gripped his wrist and tried to get him to push a finger - preferably, several into her flesh, but he broke free. His tongue swirled through her ear and then followed the line of her face down to the hollows in her shoulders and slipped lower. Shanti whimpered in pleasure, her face turning to one side. His lips and tongue snaked lower, over her breasts, climbing one swollen crest, dipping into the sticky vale between up the other, running rapidly around the stubby point of the peak. Shanti shuddered and gasped. He sucked on one breast, nibbled the nipple, rubbed it across his teeth and gums and the roof of his mouth and then moved to the other. Squeezing both breasts together, he sucked on her nipples simultaneously. Shanti gasped and arched under him, her hands digging into his thick hair. He plucked her long gold necklace between his lips and rasped it over her nipples.
She moaned, twisting and writhing in an agony of pleasure under him. Still squeezing her breasts, he moved lower, nuzzling her belly, tonguing her navel, moving his head between her thighs. Shanti moaned and spread her legs wide apart and stretched her cunt-lips open with the fingers of both hands. Her cunt was dripping wet, its musky, erotic odor made his head swim. His tongue slipped into her crack and Shanti gasped, arching sharply. His tongue was wonderful in her cunt, heavy and warm and hot. It slipped into her cunt-flesh, rippled through the moist softness, flicked like lightning at her gorged clitoris, slipped out, snaked inward again. Shanti gasped and panted in excitement. She clenched his head and moved it round and round between her thighs. Her hips jerked and lurched up and down. Her body snapped back and forth with little jerking motions, as though she was being fucked. Her mouth was open and she groaned and whimpered in pleasure, her head flipping from side to side. Her hands mauled her swollen breasts.
"Ohhhhh ... yes ... yes ... oh god yes Kamesh yes! Ohhhhhh yes! Ohhh that's so good ... mmm ... yes ... that's it ... lick me, Kamesh, yes! Ohhh lick my slit Ohhh ma yes!"
Shanti loved being tongue-fucked. The sensations were exquisite, delicate, intense, profound, his tongue rapped and jabbed at her clitoris, flicked it, his teeth nibbled it, his lips sucked it. She gasped and cried out, crushing her breasts in her hands, her hips pumping joyfully up and down the cries frenzied and aroused. Her cunt-juices flowed thick and free and Kamesh lapped them in pleasure, relishing the musky taste of her sex. She was on the verge of an orgasm when he stopped and pulled away. She groaned in despair, her hips twitching and heaving, her breathing ragged, her voice hoarse. He laughed gently and got to his feet again, pulling her up to her knees, pushing his cock at her face. Moaning, Shanti began jerking it one fist and then took it in her mouth and started sucking him again.
Now her hunger was sharp and keen and she gripped his hips and sucked his cock deeply and hungrily, her head rocking back and forth between his thighs. He pumped his hips at her face, holding her head and moving it back and forth, reaching down to fondle her swollen breasts. She caressed his balls, tongued them, licked them, smiling to herself at the sight of her *mangalsutra* draped around his hips, twined over his shaft, its amulet against his balls. She scraped his shaft with the *mangalsutra* between her lips and he grunted and pushed his cock into her mouth again. She slid a finger between his buttocks and pressed it to his anus.
"Mm, yeh ... c'mon suck it, bitch," he grunted. "Suck it good ... mm, yeh ... that's it c'mon ... suck it harder ... Ohhh yeh!"
His anus went into spasm and convulsed under the pressure of her finger. That gave her an idea. She stopped sucking him and looked up. "Turn around. And bend over," she murmured. "I want your ass.
He chuckled and obeyed. Turning his back to her, he bent forward over the low bed, his hands flat on the counterpane, his legs spread wide.
Shanti shuffled around till she was behind him, on her knees. She pressed her face between his buttocks. Kamesh moaned softly. His anus was taut, puckered. Her tongue swirled over it. He moaned softly, his pulse quickening with pleasure. He could feel the softness of her face, the smooth skin of her cheeks and the moistness of her tongue between his buttocks. Her tongue rapped at his anus and her fingers stroked his cock and balls gently, deftly. Kamesh's body rippled with lust; his balls surged with excitement. Now Shanti unclasped the *mangalsutra* from the small of his back and drew the two strands between his thighs and up into the cleft between his buttocks. Her lips slid lower, down along the hard ridge of flesh under his anus to his balls. She sucked his balls one by one, flicked them with her tongue in her open mouth. She took the ends of the *mangalsutra* and pressed them to his anus with her fingertip as her head burrowed between his thighs. Now her head was under his cock, tilted back like a suckling calf's, and the *mangalsutra* ran over her cheek and behind her, to his buttocks. She flipped around between his legs and began sucking his cock again and pressed her finger to his asshole.
Kamesh gasped and yielded and she slid the strands into his anus. He flung his head back and moaned loudly.
"Oh fuck yes! Ohhhh yes Shanti yes! Ohhhhh god yes!" he gasped.
Her fingertip slipped into his anus and he groaned, jerking her head back and forth, pumping his hips at her face, his head flung back, his penis throbbing in her mouth. Her finger slid in and out of his anus, twisting and rolling the beads of her *mangalsutra* in his rear channel. The fires in his loins grew and spread. He gasped, his magnificent chest heaving, his face flushed with excitement. Abruptly, she stopped sucking his cock and slipped her finger out of his anus. He groaned. She grinned at him, and ensured that a good bit of her *mangalsutra* was still in his anus. He was about to pull it out when she stopped him.
"Leave it. I want it there. For later."
"Bitch."
"It takes two to tango, stud," she giggled. "That's my insurance."
"For what?"
"To make sure you come inside me."
"Fuck you."
"I certainly hope so."
He grinned and pushed her down on her back on the large, low, well-sprung bed. She giggled at the sight of her *mangalsutra* twined round his cock and balls, embedded in his ass. He scowled at her in feigned irritation. She giggled again, and her laugh was infectious and he laughed with her.
"It looks very cute," she said.
"Married to the cock."
"Mm. C'mon, Kamesh. Let's fuck."
He bent over her and they kissed slowly and deeply, fondling each other's bodies. He cupped her breasts and she caressed his muscular back and deep chest sensuously. He rummaged between her legs and they opened readily for him. Reaching into the drawer of the bedside table, he found a dildo. It was ten inches long, a hollow cylinder with knurls and knobs and spikes and ridges on its surface. Both ends were open, one slightly narrower than the other, so that it tapered. The edges were smoothly rounded. It was one of Shanti's favorites. Her eyes glittered when she saw it in his hands and she opened her legs and pulled her cunt-lips wide with one hand for it.
"Fuck yes, I want that," she muttered. "C'mon, shove it into my slit."
Slowly, Kamesh pressed the tube into her cunt. Shanti gasped and arched, the fingers of one hands keeping her cunt-lips stretched wide, her other hand digging into his shoulders. Her back arched and her mouth jerked open. Kamesh bent his head and sucked her breast, lying on side beside her. He pressed the tube deeper into her. Shanti's head snapped back, her neck craned, her face twisted in a rictus of lust. She squeezed her breasts with her free hand in a frenzy, her other hands clawing her cunt-lips wide. The huge tube tunneled into her flesh, the knobs and ridges and knurls crushing her cunt-flesh and clitoris, the hard spikes bending as they went in, then flipping up inside her to scrape her cunt-flesh gently.
"Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh ohfuckohfuckohfuck ohh yes oh yes oh uh oh oh oh uh oh uh," Shanti gasped, her chest heaving, her body writhing, her hips pumping.
Kamesh slid the dildo deeper and deeper into her and then began to masturbate her with it. His eyes never left her face. Shanti moaned and gasped, writhing and thrashing erotically on the bed by him. Her face was radiant with lust. He kissed her hungrily, immensely aroused by the sight of her. She groaned and caressed her breasts sensuously, hissing in pleasure as he rocked the dildo in and out of her flesh. Her hips pumped and jerked and her body jerked and snapped and rolled gently up and down on the bed. Kamesh sucked her breasts sharply and then, without warning, pressed his lips to the open end of the dildo and started blowing into it. Shanti gasped and cried out and arched steeply, her fingers digging into his hair. His breath was funneled by the dildo and speared her slit like a hot knife. He exhaled sharply, repeatedly, and her body jerked and arched, convulsing frantically. He crushed her breasts in his hands and she groaned, her hips thrust up, quivering in tension as the orgasm neared. Just before it broke, he rose. Her face twisted in rage and then the anger gave way to an expression of incredulous joy and wonder, for he had moved up over her, between her legs, and was slowly squeezing his rigid penis into the tube that impaled her cunt. He grinned down at her.
"Like it?"
"Oh fuck yes!" she gasped in awe as she felt his huge penis stretch the sheath and, through it, her cunt.
His penis squeezed through the sheath, both moving deeper into her, the ridges and knobs and knurls and spikes crushing her cunt-flesh. She gasped and moaned, her breath coming in sharp, heaving, ragged cries as he pushed and tunneled deeper and deeper.
'Oh god yes oh yes oh yes fuck me Ohhhh fuck me yes ohhh god yes Kamesh yes fuck me please ohhh yes!" Shanti gasped.
Now his magnificent body was angled over hers, his arms outstretched, his biceps bulging. On his knees between her thighs, he flexed his buttocks slowly, squeezing his cock deeper still into her flesh. Shanti's head swam with delirious excitement. It was wonderful, the very best fucking, better than with anyone else. She clung to his arms, panting and gasping like a bitch in heat, her chest heaving. Kamesh grinned down at her and pushed his cock deeper into her cunt. She was a fabulous fuck: her cunt was hot and tight as a vice, sucking voraciously and greedily on his mammoth erection and her fair-skinned, curved body throbbed and writhed eagerly for more. Deep in her flesh, he paused.
"Oh ma oh ma oh ma oh ma oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh," Shanti panted.
Her eyes were closed, her lips parted, her nostrils flared and her head was arched. Her chest rose and fell rapidly. Kamesh thought she looked incredibly lovely. He bent his head and dragged his tongue down her face to her breasts. She moaned as he lapped at one stiff nipple, then the other then slowly nibbled on them. Her hips gyrated beneath his.
"Come on, come on, come on," she muttered. "Fuck me, Kamesh, fuck me ... please!"
Gently, he began fucking his wife's best friend with smooth, long strokes, moving his hips steeply up and down, slowly back and forth. His penis moved a full ten inches in its sawing, grating, grinding, spiraling length; and the thick rubber tube rasped and scraped over her cunt-flesh as he moved. His buttocks flexed and un-flexed rhythmically, steadily, unhurriedly. His penis crushed her cunt-flesh. Beneath him, Shanti gasped and panted, her back arching and falling in a rhythm that matched his thrusts. Kamesh watched the spasms of lust and pleasure on her face, moving slowly and unhurriedly. She dug her hands into his thick biceps, her forearms along his. Her breasts were hot and swollen. Her cunt was incredible: hot and tight and wet, convulsing and cramping powerfully on his piston like penis.
"Ohhh Kamesh yes! Ohhh god yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Ohhh ... uhhh ... Ohhhh ... uhhh ... ohhh uhhh ohh uhh ohhh uhhh ohhh uhhh ohhh uhhh uhhh uhhh uhhh uhhh ohhh uhhh yes!" she gasped.
Her body rocked and jerked and her breasts jiggled and bounced with his thrusts. Kamesh kept moving with an utterly steady, metronomic action, his penis sliding in and out, in and out in and out. Shanti's head rolled from side to side and she whimpered deliriously. His mammoth penis, sheathed in the hard rubber tube, crushed and plundered her flesh, filling her cunt to bursting. She could feel the extraordinary heat and hardness of him. Whimpering her hips and cunt heaving rhythmically under his, she smiled sensuously at him, caressing his handsome face, his deep chest.
Arching her head, she licked his small, hard nipples. Her hands slid down his back to his buttocks and she began toying with the *mangalsutra* that was still half-embedded in his anus. Kamesh smiled, grunting in pleasure, as she moved it in and out of his ass with her fingertip and then slowly began to draw it out. The release in pressure was exquisitely erotic. He groaned and pressed his cock deeper into her flesh, making her moan and arch in delight under him. The *mangalsutra* twined in her fingers, she caressed his body and back and arms. Kamesh's rhythm did not vary and Shanti whimpered deliriously; it was incredible, this relentless, demanding, driving fucking.
Kamesh paused and slipped the sheath of his cock. Shanti waited, whimpering, gasping and panting under him. Slowly, he slid into her again. She gasped, arching hard as his huge penis tunneled into her flesh, hot and hard. It felt wonderful, having his naked cock in her cunt at last. She groaned, and her hips churned hard against his. He fucked her for several minutes in that position, with the same, steady, unvarying rhythm. And then he began to move faster. Beneath him, Shanti cried out, her body twisting and lurching and writhing as the huge penis plundered her flesh. His buttocks flexed and un-flexed and his hips rose and fell in a mesmerizing, rapid rhythm. His cock appeared and disappeared into her flesh, pushing and squeezing and tunneling and burrowing and plowing in deeper and deeper.
"Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh ma uh oh ma oh ma oh ma oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh," Shanti panted deliriously, her head whipping from side to side.
"C'mon, take it, take it, bitch, take it, take my prick, whore take it! Oh fuck yes oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck yes oh fuck yes oh fuck yes take it *rundi, chul saali rahnd chul*!"
His words burned in her ears. He bent his head and thrust his tongue into her mouth. She arched her body under his, her breasts hot under his chest. She gripped his face, her *mangalsutra* twined in her fingers, and kissed him feverishly, sucked his earlobe, swirled her tongue lasciviously through his ear in an utterly wanton gesture.
"Harder," she gasped. "Fuck me harder, Kamesh! Fuck me like a whore!" He grunted and rose on his outstretched arms and knees. Flinging his head back, gasping loudly, he started ramming and reaming his cock into his sister-in-law's flesh. His hips snapped rapidly back and forth and his huge penis plunged went faster and faster, in and out of her cunt, till he was entering her at a furious, ramming pace. His knees levered her thighs wide and Shanti lay pinned under him, her body jerking and rocking violently with his thrusts. Her orgasm loomed and then broke in a series of crashing, back to back orgasms. Her cunt convulsed frantically on his penis. Groaning, he slowed abruptly and skewered her heavily, with a cruel, rolling twist of his hips that made his penis enter her from all angles. She gasped and cried out, her hands crushing her breasts in an erotic frenzy and then, abruptly, he resumed ram-fucking her. Shanti cried out thinly, her face contorting and twisting with lust as the huge cock hammered into her flesh. Her orgasm intensified and dragged on.
Finally, it ebbed and he slipped out of her cunt and turned her over onto her front. Shanti moaned thickly, her body still trembling with tension. Kamesh leaned over, his lips hot on her skin. She was sweating and strands of hair clung damply to the nape of her neck. His hard penis throbbed against her buttocks. He shoved his hands under her body and cupped her breasts, squeezing them hard. She groaned. Her face was turned on one side. He tongued her ear, sucked her lobe, kissed her deeply. He pressed his penis into the cleft between her buttocks. Shanti murmured softly as she felt the huge cock-head at her anus.
"I want your ass," he murmured. "I want to fuck your butt."
Shanti loved being sodomized. The erotic sensations of being fucked in the ass were unmatched; and no one did it better than Kamesh, with his monstrous penis and awesome skill. Incredibly, there was never pain, just wave after wave of intense pleasure. She spread her legs, squirming, lifting her buttocks. Kamesh chuckled.
"Later," he murmured. "After I finish with your cunt."
Kneeling behind her, he pulled her up onto her knees and forearms. Shanti groaned as he caressed her body, fondling her swollen, pendulous breasts, her belly, her hips, her buttocks and thighs. Her knees spread and he pressed his penis between her buttocks to her cunt. She groaned softly when she felt the fierce heat of the cock-head at her cunt-lips; and then, with a loud moan, flexing his buttocks and swinging his hips, he thrust into her smoothly and deeply. Shanti gasped sharply as the enormous penis burst into her cunt, surging swiftly deep into her body. Her head snapped up, her mouth jerked open in a wide 'O' and her body lurched forward.
"Ohmaunh AHHHHHHHHH!" she gasped. "Oh ma oh ma oh ma OHHH!"
"Yeh ... ohfuckyes!" Kamesh breathed as her cunt convulsed frantically on his hard, throbbing penis, squeezing it eagerly. Shanti's face creased in radiant pleasure. Moaning, she swung her hips gently in circular motion, mashing her cunt-flesh with his cock, spiraling backward onto his penis. "C'mon Kamesh fuck me fuck me ... please ... fuck me," she whimpered.
Grunting in pleasure, his fingertips in the small of her back, Kamesh fucked her steadily and swiftly. His hips swung back and forth in an undulating, curving action so that his penis sawed in and out of her cunt like a scimitar. Shanti moaned and cried out, rocking and jerking under him, her body swinging back and forth, her heavy, swollen breasts bouncing. Kamesh grabbed her *mangalsutra* from the bed where she had abandoned it and, flipping it over her neck again, twined his fingers in it and then cupped her breasts. Shanti gasped as the hard, cold metal bit into her aching, rigid nipples. "Oh yes! Ohh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me Kamesh! Fuck me harder!" she gasped.
They moved faster and faster and his penis appeared and disappeared between the creamy curves of her buttocks. Her breasts wobbled and swung with her necklaces. Her buttocks bounced off his thighs. He gripped her breasts and jerked her back and forth on his cock dragging her cunt down deeper and deeper, burying his burning penis in her hot, wet cunt-flesh. Her cunt convulsed and cramped in a frenzy of his penis and he groaned. She shoved a hand under her thighs and squeezed his balls eagerly.
Gasping in pleasure, Kamesh leaned forward over her, his hips pummeling her buttocks, and gripped her pendulous breasts. Shanti whimpered in joy and her buttocks writhed erotically under him. She turned her face to his and he kissed her hungrily, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth. Her breasts were hot and swollen in his hands, the nipples rigid. Kamesh crushed his cock deeper into her cunt.
With shuddering moan, Shanti orgasm, her cunt biting down on his sawing penis.
Kamesh gasped and grimaced, his handsome head flung back, his muscular body corded, sheathed with sweat. Holding her hips, he jerked her body back and forth greedily, yanking her cunt up and down the length of his shaft. Shanti moaned thickly, her head hanging between her arms.
At last he slowed and sank back on his haunches, his cock still inside her, bringing her body upright on her knees. She knelt in front of him, his cock deep in her cunt his hands on her swollen breasts. She tilted her face back and looped an arm over his neck. He kissed her, licked her armpit sucked her breast. She moaned writhing out her buttocks on his lap. "God I love your cock in my slit," she whimpered.
"And I love your cunt on my prick," he smiled, licking her nipple.
Kamesh squeezed and fondled her swollen breasts. Shanti whimpered, writhing in pleasure on his lap, and kissed him hungrily, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. His penis throbbed in her slit. Groaning, she arched her head and, leaning forward on her outstretched arms, began to move her body back and forth, sliding her cunt up and down the length of his immense shaft.
As her cunt went into a spasm and convulsed on his penis, squeezing eagerly on its thickness and hard heat. Kamesh crushed her breasts and moved her body up and down on his penis. They moved faster, their bodies rocking and jerking with rising urgency, her cunt sliding steeply up and down the length of his immense tumescence. Kamesh squeezed her heavy, swollen breasts and rolled them in his palms. Shanti moaned and ground her cunt around on his cock.
"Fuck me fuck me... yes ... fuck me Kamesh ... ohhhh god yes!"
"C'mon, take it! Take it Shanti, take my cock!" he grunted, swirling his tongue through her ear.
Shanti trembled and moaned and arched her head. "Ohhh yes! Ohhh god yes! Fuck me! Fuck me Kamesh yes ... ohhh god yes!" she gasped.
She whimpered and moaned as another orgasm rocked her body. Her cunt convulsed on his cock and her hips sank down deeply. Her face jerked upward and she gasped loudly, her back arching stiffly. Kamesh crushed her swollen breasts and tugged at her nipples. She shuddered and writhed on his lap. He waited patiently as the orgasm ebbed.
"Now," he grunted his tongue in her ear. "Now I want your ass, bitch. I want to fuck your butt. Come on."
Shanti groaned thickly. Her head swam with pleasure and excitement. She enjoyed being sodomized and no one did it better than her brother-in-law. Gasping, she slid off his penis and she leaned forward again, pressing her shoulders to the bed, lifting her buttocks and hips high. She spread her knees wide apart and her buttocks creased open, exposing her tender anus to his view. Kamesh chuckled softly and caressed the narrow opening. Shanti writhed at his touch. Bending, he pressed his face to her butt and rimmed her ass with his tongue. She groaned loudly, her face turned on side on the bed. Her anus was musky and erotic to the taste. Her buttocks writhed in pleasure as he ran his tongue round and round the puckered flesh, pressing inward.
He rose and straddled her hips in a deep, strong squat, his knees bent. Shanti tensed as he pressed his penis between her buttocks. The enormity of his cock-head was at her anus.
"Set?" he murmured.
She nodded. Slowly, he flexed his buttocks. His hips slid forward. The huge cock-head pressed at the tight flesh of her anus, pushed through. The cock-head popped into her rear-channel.
"Ohunhhohunhunhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"
The breath whooshed from Shanti's throat. She dug her fingers into the rich counterpane. Her face contorted in a rictus of lust, her mouth wide open, her eyes squeezed shut, her lips drawn back over her strong, white, even teeth. Her neck jerked back and her body arched inward. Her buttocks stiffened, quivered, tensed. Kamesh paused with his cock-head in her asshole. "You okay?" he murmured softly. "Shall I stop?"
Shanti gasped and shook her head. "No ... for god's sake don't ... stop ... shove it all in Kamesh ... slowly ..."
Kamesh took his time. Few women could receive the immensity of his penis in their cunts, let alone in their anuses. Shanti was one of the exceptions. He knew that she loved this as much as he, and would want his entirety in her anus. Gently, unhurriedly, he slid himself deeper into her anal channel. The sensations of her brother-in-law's monstrous penis squeezing and crushing through her anal flesh were overwhelming. Waves of pleasure racked her body. Shanti gasped and moaned, rocking and swaying gently back and forth and from side to side. Deeper and deeper he went, his cock seemingly endless, pushing and probing the innermost recesses of her being. Her belly and anus ached and her body throbbed with hot lust. His hands slid gently up her flanks and cupped her succulent breasts. She groaned and pressed herself into his hard hands. Thrusting an arm under her body, she squeezed his heavy balls.
"Ohh ... uhhh ... ohhhh ... uhhh ... ohhh yes ... yes ... oh god yes, Kamesh, yes ... do it ... fuck me, baby ... fuck my ass!" Shanti panted.
Bent over her, his body angled steeply forward, his hands clenching and squeezing her breasts in excitement, Kamesh began fucking Shanti's ass. It convulsed frenetically on his throbbing penis, making him groan in pleasure. "Take it ... fuck yes! Take it all, whore, take my prick!" he gasped.
Slowly, he slid his hips back, un-flexed his buttocks. His penis slid outward, and Shanti gasped at the exquisite release in pressure. Out and out he went, till just the tip of his cock-head remained in her anus. She moaned and her buttocks rose eagerly, splitting open wantonly.
"Shove it in, Kamesh!" she gasped. "Shove it in again! Oh! Uhhh OHHHHH uhhh OHHH yes OHHHHHHHH yes-yes-yes!"
Kamesh slid his throbbing cock into her anus again, and Shanti the Tamil Iyer Whore – a very sexy faced woman gasped thickly, her body bending and arching, sliding forward under his thrust. Slowly, he slid out and in again, stroking gently and smoothly in and out of her clone rear channel. Shanti felt giddy with pleasure. His cock was enormous and it plowed deeply in and out of her anus with a smooth, slow, mesmerizing rhythm. She masturbated frantically, flicking her gorged clitoris with two fingers. Her buttocks writhed and shook as he impaled her asshole again and again. Her body rocked and swung with his motions. On and on he went, taking his time, sodomizing her unhurriedly and thoroughly.
"C'mon, bitch, c'mon ... take it ... uhhh yeh! Take it all, whore! Take it! Come on ... come on ... *come on*!"
His buttocks flexed and un-flexed rhythmically. His hips rocked back and forth. His enormous penis glistened and gleamed as it stroked slowly in and out of her asshole, appearing and disappearing between the creamy curves of her buttocks. He was bent steeply forward astride her, his hands crushing her breasts and, under him, her buttocks raised high, her shoulders pinned to the bed, Shanti moaned and gasped, her body rocking back and forth, sliding up and down the sheets with his thrusts. Between her legs, her fingers worked her cunt and clitoris frantically. Her hips swayed and trembled and shook with excitement as her orgasm neared.
"Ohhhh ... yes! Ohhh fuck yes! Fuck me! Fuck my ass Kamesh Ohhh uhhh OHH OH OH OH OHHHHH yes! Ohhh god yes! Yes! Yes!"
With a shuddering gasp, Shanti had a prolonged orgasm. Her cunt convulsed on her pumping finger and, simultaneously, her anus contracted in a frenzy state on his penis. Kamesh gasped and slid deeper into her, his handsome head arching back. Burying himself in her anus, he waited, savouring the exquisite pleasure of her orgasm. It ebbed slowly and he began moving again, fucking her butt once more, moving gently and steadily. The fires in his loins were uncontainable and, within seconds, he let himself go. The heat poured from his cock and she gasped as the searing jizz spurted into her asshole. Slowly, still ejaculating, he pulled out of her and spattered her buttocks and anus and cunt-lips with his jizz. Shanti gasped softly. He groaned in relief and gingerly squeezed his cock into her anus again. Shanti moaned thickly. Her body sagged to the bed and Kamesh bent over her, his legs spread wide, his cock embedded deep in her anus, and kissed her neck and tongued her ear. She writhed under him. Slowly, he pulled out of her.
A few minutes later, he was on his back and she turned and slid over him and kissed him deeply. Her breasts were hot and heavy on his chest. He caressed her body tenderly.
"God, I love fucking you, so lucky to have you today finally, slightly guilty of cheating Aruna" he murmured, sucking her lip.
"That makes two of us, I am also doing the same cheating her, but it started with you straying and making it with Veronica." she smiled, her nipples hardening in his hands.
"I want to fuck again." There she was in all her bare essentials – Veronica demanding her pound for the night.
"Crazy whore." Shouted Shanti at Veronica.
"Mm. But lucky, I got him first" Veronica was not to lose her shirt so easily.
"If you say so come on join the party."
"I do," Veronica murmured and began to snake down his body, kissing his chest, licking and sucking his nipples, going down to take his semi-erect penis between her breasts.
She squeezed them in a warm, tight sheath over his cock and he could feel the hardness of her nipples scraping his shaft. Then she slid down and her lips opened and her tongue swirled out. Kamesh craned his neck and watched, his lust mounting, as she began sucking his cock again so soon after his interlude with her mistress Shanti.
Shanti moaned softly watching the maid as she bent her head over Kamesh's lap. Holding his erect cock in one hand, she pumped the shaft eagerly. Her face was tilted to one side and Kamesh saw that it was radiant and soft with lust. Her lips parted and her tongue swirled over his cock-head. His penis was tangy and musky, erotic with the combined tastes of her cunt and ass and his jizz. She cradled his cock in an open palm and wound her tongue languorously around his cock-head. Kamesh groaned in pleasure. Whimpering and keening softly, as Veronica took his cock-head in her mouth and began to suck it gently, Shanti placed her mouth on the balls. Kamesh gasped at the touch. He caressed her face and breasts and then, as her sucking grew in ardor and intensity, held her head and rocked it up and down over his lap, pumping his hips under her face.
"Oh fuck yes! God yes ... c'mon suck it! Suck it, whores Suck my cock and Balls!" he groaned.
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