POONA COMPANY
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                    4 : Hard Cases Make Good Lays : Part A
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Anil found the front door open. He frowned and looked around. There was no
one in sight. Puzzled, he stepped in and quietly shut the door. Stepping
across the foyer, he studied the decor. It really was splendid.
He heard a door click and looked up. She stood at the top of the stairs,
dressed in a long skirt and cream, button-down blouse, smiling down at him
and his heart skipped a beat. She really was something else. Beautiful,
dusky, slender, just the way he liked his women. And intelligent to boot,
and one of the most splendid pieces of ass he had ever known.
"Welcome," she said. "I didn't hear the bell, I'm sorry."
"That's all right. The door was open."
She came down the stairs and he smiled with pleasure. She was truly lovely.
She came up to him and kissed him lightly on the lips and took his hand.
They moved to the living area and she poured him a long, cool soft lemonade
from a pitcher at the bar. He sipped it. It was delicious. He didn't know
it, but it was heavily spiked with Hedon & Venery's choicest sex-pep
powders. They were guaranteed to work -- his erection would be monstrous and
long lasting and he would be able to come repeatedly.
"Like it?"
"Delicious. Very refreshing."
"It's a special recipe. I've added some special things to it."
"Oh? What do they do?"
She smiled slyly. "You'll see ... I've never known them to fail yet."
He frowned suspiciously. "They ... it ... won't ..."
"No side effects. Trust me. I know," she reassured him.
He relaxed and smiled. "I suppose you would."
She took a drink herself and drained it quickly and filled a second glass
for herself.
"Is that how you're supposed to take it?"
"I like it double-strength."
"Very well, then. I'll join you." He drained his glass and held it out for a
refill. They sipped the seconds slowly.
He felt it within minutes and noticed its effect on her, too. Her eyes grew
sharp and bright, her nostrils dilated, her lips parted and her breathing
grew shallow. His body tingled and he felt his loins stir and his muscles
corded and popped. She linked her arms about his shoulders and drew his head
down to hers in a lingering kiss. Her body was warm and soft against his,
her breasts pressing against his chest.
"Mm. Come on Anil. Where would you like to fuck me?" she murmured huskily,
tonguing his ear.
He smiled. "That's a misleading question, Counsel. Is the reference to a
space in this house or in your body?"
"Both."
"Very well. What do you suggest?"
"Well, the bedroom's upstairs, but that's boring. Let's say out in the
garden? There's a nice porch swing there. And as to the orifice, you can
have them all."
"That, Counsel, is an offer I cannot possibly refuse."
"Ah. My man of business. Oh, I forgot. Guess what?"
"What?"
"The judge actually said, quote, the Defendants are clearly charlatans,
unquote, while the Plaintiff is quote evidently an honourable and upright
man."
"He didn't."
"It's in the judgment."
"What did you do, sleep with him, too?"
She stared at him speechless and shocked and was about to ask how he knew
when he laughed and patted her bottom.
"Just teasing," he said. "I'm sorry."
"Please. Don't say things like that," she said, turning her face and
feigning annoyance.
"I'm sorry."
She led him out of the house, calming herself. He had frightened the
daylights out of her. Then the piquancy of the situation made her smile. If
only her client could have seen her with the judge in the cathouse, giving
him his first ever butt-fuck, and later, after she had won, in his chambers,
sprawled across his desk as he fucked her cunt and ass and came in her
mouth.
"What's the joke?"
"Nothing. I'm just happy for you, that's all."
"You did a great job."
"Thank you. I'm glad things worked out well."
They carried their drinks out onto the porch overlooking the pretty garden.
There was large, lush lawn in front of them, bordered with flowering shrubs.
Shady trees rimmed the high compound wall that gave them complete privacy.
Statues and artifacts were attractively scattered around the garden. In one
corner was an imaginatively constructed rock garden with bonsai plants and a
rippling stream. The porch had a large and deep, well-upholstered swing with
a wooden backrest and an awning. A pair of comfortable bolsters was arranged
at its two sides.
"It's lovely," he said, looking at the garden.
"Yes. Our gardener has green fingers."
And a dark cock, she wanted to add. The gardener was a stocky, muscular man
with a handsome face and only two passions in life -- plants and women, not
neces*sari*ly in that order. He had fucked her often during her stay. They
stood in silence, gazing at the garden in the dappled light filtering
through the leaves of the tall shady trees, and she thought of the gardener
and the evening she had spent fucking with him. He was tender and adroit,
and he aroused her to fever pitch, dexterously keeping her teetering on the
verge of a thunderous orgasm. He fucked her repeatedly, alternating between
her cunt and ass. It was wonderful -- he reamed her ass for several minutes,
stopped abruptly and rammed into her cunt and fucked that for some time,
then paused, and raided her butt again. He had screwed her there, by the
rock garden in the sultry air between downpours, their bodies dripping
sweat. She lurched and gasped and thrashed frenetically under him, begging
him to fuck her harder, deeper, faster. He was only too willing to oblige
and she went wild with joy. His thrusts grew fiercer and more savage and he
began to ram-fuck her butt, making her giddy with the algedonic sensations
of his heavy, distended penis rasping and grating in and out of her anus.
She came violently, crying out and arching, her mouth torn open, the breath
rattling in her throat. He ground on and on, forcing another orgasm, and yet
another. Finally, he came in her ass and, his cock still spurting, thrust it
into her cunt. He fucked her still, jamming and ramming and reaming his big,
thick long cock into her, making her gasp and moan, then yanked out and
thrust his cock into her mouth and made her suck his cock and swallow his
gunk.
The memory aroused her. She took Anil's hand and led him down the two
shallow steps into the garden and showed him around. When they returned he
sat on the swing and leaned back with an arm on one bolster. She stood
before him, smiling down at him and fingering the top button of her blouse.
"Undress yourself," he said softly. "I would like to watch you."
After the night she spent with him convincing him to let her handle his
case, she had deliberately kept away from him, not wanting to cloud her
judgment. It had been rough on both of them, for they had enjoyed their sex
immensely.
Keeping her eyes on his, she opened her shirt. She pulled it wide open,
showing him her breasts and drew it off her shoulders and out of her skirt,
letting it fall to the ground. She wore nothing under it. Her breasts were
luscious and ripe, the nipples already stiff in puckered aureoles. She
cupped her breasts provocatively. His eyes were fixed on her as she reached
around to one hip and unzipped her skirt. It split open and slid to her feet
with a sigh. She was stark naked before him. She kicked off her sandals and
slid her hands to her groin, splaying her cunt-lips wide open like a common
slut.
"I want you," she murmured. "I want your cock."
He smiled. "And I want you," he replied. "Very much. Come ... suck my cock
... I want to watch you sucking my cock ..."
He spread his legs and she moved between them and bent over to kiss him. He
slid his tongue into her mouth and cupped her pendulous breasts and
marvelled at the perfection of their form. He squeezed them gently, rolling
them under the hard heels of his palms, twisting the nipples under his
hands.
Rajashri whimpered softly, deep in her throat as he scraped her rigid
nipples and began to flick them with his fingertips, pinching and tweaking
them suddenly. She writhed in pleasure and tongued his ear sensuously,
arousing him. He squeezed her breasts hard and she whimpered softly, kissing
him again.
Deftly, she plucked open the buttons of his shirt, pulling it open. He wore
no vest. She caressed his naked torso. He was firm bodied and lean and
strong and his chest was broad and muscular. His torso was covered with
short, dark hair. She was glad he wasn't too hairy -- as Sunnu, Jayant's
wife, often said, who wants to fuck an ape? Rajashri liked her men to have
hairless torsos, as most of her servant-lovers did, but then one couldn't
have everything all the time.
She caressed his chest and belly delicately, making him shudder when she
flicked his small, sharp nipples. Her lips fluttered down over his chest and
she licked his nipples with her mouth wide open, like a wild animal. He bent
his head, watching her. She sucked his nipples, gently teething and tonguing
them, nibbling tenderly. He groaned. Slowly, she slid lower, going down on
her knees, her lips and tongue roving on his firm, flat belly, swirling
through his navel. She unbelted his trousers and flicked them open and, with
tantalizing slowness, drew down the zip of his fly. She slid her hand
between his thighs and was pleased to find that he wore nothing under it.
She drew out his cock and kissed it affectionately. Not yet erect, it was
still seven inches long, over an inch thick, dark and ridged with thick
veins and uncircumcised. She jerked and stroked it deftly and felt it throb
and quiver in her fingers as it responded, and began to swell and harden.
Gently, she rolled back the foreskin and opened her lips and slid her tongue
out around the cock-head. Her client gasped softly, his belly sucking in
sharply, his hips lurching.
"Yes ... c'mon ... suck it ...," he groaned softly.
She pursed her lips on the cock-head, rippling her tongue against the
frenum, trying to pry it open. His cock throbbed and grew rock-hard under
her lips and sputtered beads of pre-cum gunk. She moved her head back a
little and lasciviously caught the dewdrops of his jizz on the tip of her
tongue and slowly swallowed them. It was an intensely erotic action and his
pulse raced. She kissed his cock-head again and now slowly parted her lips
and slid them down about it, engulfing it in the wonderfully moist warmth of
her mouth. Anil moaned softly. Her tongue pirouetted and swirled on his
cock-head voluptuously. Slowly, she took more of his cock in her mouth and
began to suck it, at first with a gentle pressure, using her tongue to lap
at it. She fisted his cock simultaneously and gradually began to suck
harder, moving her head back and forth and up and down, jerking his cock in
her fingers. Faster and faster she went, and he groaned, his head falling
forward, watching her, deeply aroused by the sight. His hips bucked at her
face and he put a hand on her head and moved it up and down and round and
round to suit his pleasure. His loins blazing with lust-heat, Anil gasped,
fucking her mouth eagerly. She stopped and lifted her breasts and squeezed
them in a tight sheath around his tumescence. She masturbated his cock in
her cleavage, her head bent, her long, sharp tongue flickering at his
cock-head as it slid up out of her breast-sheath. Her hard nipples scraped
on his shaft. He moaned softly. She stopped and reached under the swing and
brought up a small bag, smiling as she unzipped it.
"The tools of my trade," she explained with a giggle.
He gaped when she shook out the contents. Scattered on the swing was a
mind-boggling array of baubons, dildos, vibrators, sheaths and sexual toys.
Each was of the highest quality, and some he had never seen before. She
grinned at his expression and quickly selected one. It was a hollow tube,
about eight inches long and tapering gradually from a three-inch thick base
to an inch and a half at the tip. It was of semi-soft rubber, and its
surface was knobbed and ridged. She gave it to him and moved between his
legs.
"Here," she murmured. "Put it into me ... quickly ..."
She stood with her arms outstretched, her hands gripping the angular
supports of the swing, her legs spread wide, her cunt-lips unfurled. He took
the tube and pressed it to her cunt- lips. She moaned and arched her head
back, her eyes fluttering, her lips parting. Her face was radiant with lust,
her eyes glassy, her nostrils flared.
"Yes ... now ... put it in ... UNHhh ... OHhhyes ... yes ... mmm ... go on
... shove it in deeper ... AHHHH ... yes ... Ohhh that's good .. yes ... put
it all in Anil ... all of it ... OHH!"
Her cunt was moist and meable and slowly, he slid the entire dildo into her.
Her body spasmed, her belly drew in and she moaned, trembling and shuddering
sexily.
"Now ... suck my tits ...," she gasped.
He leaned forward and bent his head to her swollen breasts. She moaned as
his tongue and teeth found her nipple. He sucked on one, let go, sucked
sharply again. She whimpered. He moved to the other breast, squeezing and
fondling the first. She writhed erotically. He caressed her dusky torso with
gentle fingers.
"Mmm ... yes ... yes ... Ohhhh yes ... c'mon ... now frig me with it -- yes
Ohhhh yes ... that's it ... fuck my cunt baby ... Ohhh yes ..."
Her words excited him. He masturbated her rapidly, moving the dildo and out
and round and round. She writhed ecstatically. Her reaction aroused him and
he pushed her to her knees again. Gasping and glassy-eyed, pulling her hair
behind her ear, she bent her head and took his cock in her mouth again. He
groaned as she began to suck it hungrily, her head bobbing over his lap. His
hips jerked and lurched and he rocked her head up and down over his cock,
fucking her face. The fires in his loins grew and spread.
"Come in my mouth," she mumbled. "I want to swallow your cum ..."
He groaned and began to pump his hips rapidly at her face, jerking her head
furiously back and forth on his cock. He noticed that she was masturbating
slowly, moving the dildo in and out of her cunt, her hips writhing and
jerking this way and that. The sight turned him on even more. He fucked her
mouth with mounting urgency, abandoning all resolve to hold himself in check
for more sex. She sensed the imminence of his orgasm from the throbbing of
his cock. He orgasmed suddenly and she whimpered in delight as she felt the
hot, tangy spurt of his jizz in her mouth. She opened her lips wide and let
him see his gunk spuming into her mouth and down her throat, dribbling over
her lips. She shook his cock and let it spurt on her breasts and caressed
her face sexily with his throbbing cock. She licked his cock slowly with her
pointed tongue in a sensuous, erotic gesture. He was astonished to find that
his erection had not waned a whit. He still felt horny and ready for more
sex. She smiled up at him.
"My medicines work," she murmured. "This will last for a good while yet."
"I think I'll change my doctor," he laughed.
"I agree," she giggled. "This is so much more fun, besides."
"And good for the heart."
"Not to mention the other organs."
He laughed and she slithered up his body, squirming provocatively against
him, pulling off his clothes and stripping him. Her body was warm and sticky
with his gunk. He cupped her breasts. The dildo still protruded from her
cunt.
"Pull it out," she said. "Slowly ... mmmm ... yes ... oh that was good ... I
love your cum ... it tastes so good ..."
He grinned, massaging his gunk into her breasts. Her face was streaked with
it and her lips shone and he could taste it on her tongue when she kissed
him and thrust it into his mouth.
"Lick my slit," she whispered. "Tongue-fuck me now ..."
He turned around and lay back on the swing and she straddled his face and
lowered her moschate cunt to his mouth. He fingered her cunt lips apart and
thrust his tongue into her crotch. Rajashri gasped and flung her head back.
His tongue was wonderful, heavy and thick and rough. He began to jab it in
and out of her cunt, sipping her cunt-juice, flicking her gorged, stiff
clitoris. She whimpered, her buttocks writhing and squirming, her hands
gripping the angled metal chains of the swing. It rocked and swung with her
movements. She squeezed her breasts with one hand, feverishly rolling them
in her palms, pinching and tweaking her rigid nipples.
"Mmmmm ... ohhh yes ... yes Ohhhhh yes ... yes ... there ... yes ... there
... Ohhhhh baby yes ... ohhh god yes ... do it lover ... yes ... yes ...
fuck me ... AHHHH yes ... fuck me with your tongue ... my ... peon ... was
... doing this ... when I phoned you ... right then ... on my desk ... and
then he fucked me ... mm unhhhh OH uhh OH unhh OHH unhh OH unnnhhh OHH OH OH
OH OHHHHHH!"
Her words aroused him and he thrust his tongue deep into her cunt. She
orgasmed violently, her cunt spewing cunt-juice into his mouth, her body
going taut, her mouth torn open, her head flung back, her nipples nut-hard,
her breasts gorged and turgid. The potent aphrodisiacs she had taken left
her craving still more. Moaning and keening eagerly, she got off his face
and pulled him up to a sitting position again. Kneeling beside him, she bent
over and sucked his penis again till he was rock-hard and throbbing. He felt
wonderful, as if he could go on forever, his cock rampant, his balls surging
with copious loads of cum. She straddled his legs, her knees outside his
thighs, his cock in her hand and guided it to her cunt. Slowly, she squeezed
the cock-head into her cunt. He groaned at the sharp heat of it and flexed
his buttocks, thrusting his hips up. His lance ran into her damp slit like a
hot knife into butter. She gasped, her hands on his shoulders, her head
arching back, her breasts thrust out. He bent his head and sucked on them
sharply by turn and heard her loud moan. Her hips sank with his and his cock
was embedded deep in her flesh. He caressed her buttocks and back. She held
her face in his hands and kissed him deeply, her tongue thrust deep into his
mouth. He squeezed her breasts. Her hips began to writhe on his lap,
grinding round and round, mashing her cunt-flesh with his enormous pestle.
She arched her head from his and moaned thickly. He leaned forward and
sucked gently on her outthrust breasts, making her gasp when he tugged at
her rigid nipples with his teeth.
"Ohhhh ... yes ... yes ... Ohhh god yes ... your cock's so good in there
baby ... mmmm ... so hot ... so hard ... c'mon ... fuck my cunt lover ...
fuck it nice and slow ... mmmm yes ... ohhhh yes that's it mmmm yeh ... Ohhh
god yes ..."
She began to move on his lap, rocking up and down and back and forth, her
clonic cunt slithering up and down the length of his shaft. He moved
steadily with her, his hips rising and falling, his cock going in and out of
her cunt. He fingered her buttocks open and pressed his fingertip to her
anus. She gasped and writhed. The swing rocked and jerked with their
actions. Faster and faster she went, bucking and jerking, her head flung
back, her mouth open, her breasts bouncing, the gold necklace tossing on her
dusky flesh.
"Take it ... yes ... take it bitch ... take my cock ... take it, you whore
... c'mon slut ... Ohh yeh ... yes ... ahh yeh ... yes ... god you're so
tight bitch!"
Gasping and moaning, she lifted herself off his cock and turned around with
her back to him and impaled herself quickly on his upright penis again. Now
her legs were outside his, her hands on his knees. Her shoulders stooped as
she leaned forward and began to move faster and faster, bucking and jerking
like a maenad on his penis. There were sexy hollows in her shoulders. Her
face was upturned, her mouth open, her belly drawn in, her eyes hooded, her
cries sharp and staccato, mingling with his grunts and gasps. He bent his
head and watched her cunt rise and fall on his penis, transfixed and aroused
by the sight. Her breasts jumped and bounced as they moved and she squeezed
them in excitement. He prised her buttocks open and pressed his thumb to her
sphincter. Her cunt spasmed on his cock and she began to orgasm, her cunt
biting down hard on his cock. He groaned and reared up into her and she
cried out. He held her hips and jerked her down savagely on his cock several
times till he could hold back no more. With a shuddering groan, he came, and
felt the welcome surge of heat as his jizz spurted hot into her slit. She
whimpered in joy.
They were still unsated, their hunger even sharper. Getting off his penis,
she knelt on the swing with her arms on the backrest and her legs spread
wide, her feet over the edge of the seat, offering him her rear. On his feet
behind her, lobing her buttocks open, he thrust his tongue into the cleft
between. Rajashri moaned when she felt it flicker at her anus, then ripple
down to her crack. Tasting his jizz in her cunt, he tongue-fucked her
slowly. Her buttocks writhed. Slowly, he moved back and began to rim her
ass. She moaned.
"Put your finger into my cunt," she gasped. "Three fingers ... together ..."
He obeyed and she gasped, her body lurching as he tongue-fucked her ass and
finger- fucked her cunt. She groaned softly. He jabbed his fingers in and
out of her cunt, savouring the muskiness of her ass, his excitement intense.
"C'mon ... fuck me ..."she moaned finally and he straightened.
She scrabbled on the swing and handed him a sheath. It was of thick rubber,
with a gap at the top for ejaculation, and covered with thick, hard knobs
and flexible spikes. Large ridges ringed the shaft.
"Fuck me with it," she muttered in a thick, husky voice. "Quickly!"
Excited by the prospect, he drew the sheath onto his cock. It was a perfect
fit, firm and just long enough so that his cock-head stuck out of the top.
It made his cock feel harder.
"Shove it in, Anil ... shove it in hard!" she gasped.
He pressed his cock between her buttocks, paused with his cock-head at her
cunt-lips, held her hips firmly and then flexed his buttocks and swung his
hips violently forward, ramming his sheathed cock into her. She cried out,
her head snapping back, her body jerking and bending, her fingers tensing on
the backrest. The swing lurched and he tottered. He bent over and held the
backrest, too, pulled it slowly down toward his thighs, forcing her cunt
down onto his penis.
"OHmauhhhAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" she cried.
"Oh fuck oh fuck yes!" he gasped.
He paused with his cock inside her cunt, catching his breath, trying to
control himself. The sensation was incredible. Her cunt convulsed
frantically on the sheath and his cock throbbed and pulsed angrily in its
confines. Moaning his excitement, he began to swing his hips in tight
circles, grinding his cock around deep in her slit. She gasped as he found
her innermost recesses.
"Oh god yes ... fuck me Anil ... fuck me ... fuck me hard!" she begged.
Wild with desire and lust, he began to ram-fuck her cunt, jerking and
slamming his hips back and forth, reaming and jamming his cock into her,
holding the swing steady with his strong hands. His arms tensed with the
strain and his shoulders bowed. He flung his head back and moved faster
still. Her body jerked and lurched under his thrusts, her breasts jigging
and swinging back and forth, back and forth. Faster and faster he went, his
buttocks flexing and unflexing, his hips swinging back and forth like a trip
hammer at top speed, his cock appearing and disappearing between the twin
orbs of her buttocks. Her cries were sharp and loud and lewd.
"YES YES YES OHHH BABY YES FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME YES OHHHHH UNHH OHHHH YES
YES OHH GOD YES OHHHHH YES FUCK ME BABY FUCK ME!" she went.
"Take it ... take it ... take it whore ... take it cunt take my cock oh fuck
oh fuck oh fuck yes ... take it bitch ... Ohhhh uhhh ohhh uhhh ohhh fuck oh
fuck oh fuck yes! Take it, whore, take it! Take it!" he said.
She orgasmed yet again and, unbelievably, he found himself verging on the
brink of another orgasm himself. He thrust into her hard again and again,
ramming deep into her. Her breasts jiggled heavily with his thrusts. Again
and again he slammed into her and then let himself go with a juddering cry,
swinging his hips savagely, making her scream thinly as his penis spiralled
into her. Her cry turned into a joyous whimper when she felt his cock quiver
inside her and spit its load in stinging jets.
Gasping and panting, his cock still hard and buried in her flesh, he bent
over her and kissed the nape of her neck. Their bodies were filmed with
sweat now. He squeezed her breasts and she moaned.
"Baby, you're incredible," he gasped.
"So are you," she murmured softly. "So are you. That was fantastic!"
"God, if your father could see you ..."
"He'd die a hundred deaths ..."
Anil chuckled. "Think of it, bitch ... here I am, a regular litigant,
banging my lawyer!"
"Whose enjoying every minute of it, please note ... mmm ... don't move ...
your cock's nice in there ... wait a minute ... ahhhh ... yes ... that's
lovely ... mmmm that's good ..."
"Who'd have imagined it?" he said to himself. "His daughter, of all people
... a fucking randy whore!"
"Come on now ... stop talking and butt-fuck me quickly before I get bored."
He snorted with laughter and eased his cock out of her. She shuffled her
legs even wider apart and lifted her hips higher. Her sphincter winked at
him, temptation itself.
"With the sheath?"
"Not that one. Use another. Without the knobs and spikes."
He took off the sheath and found another one of similar design but without
the protrusions on its shaft. This one was smooth and slippery. His cock lay
atop the cleft in her buttocks. He slipped the sheath on. It felt good and
tight on his cock. He pressed his cock-head to her anus and she tensed.
"Ready?" he muttered.
She nodded. "Yes ... put it in slowly ... then fuck me hard ..."
He squeezed his cock-head into her sphincter, which yielded readily. She
gasped, chewing her lower lip, her breath shortening as she felt the fierce
heat of it in her ass, pain and pleasure flashing through her body.
"Yes ... yes ... deeper ... put it in deeper ... stick it in all the way,
Anil ... Mmmmm ... yes Unhh-Unh-Unhhh-OHhh-UNhhhh-UNhhhh yes-Unhhh more
Unhhh deep-unhh-er-yes ... unhh Unhhhhn ... illlll yes OHHHH YES!"
Her voice was thick and guttural and it aroused him. Slowly, he skewered her
buttocks, driving his hips forward and piercing her till he was embedded
deep in her ass. It was fantastic. He flung his head back and groaned,
holding her hips and moving his from side to side. Her ass was hot as a
furnace and tight as a vise. It convulsed and spasmed and cramped
frantically on his throbbing tool.
She moaned and whimpered at the sensations that crackled in her loins and,
thrusting a hand between her legs, began to masturbate slowly. Her wracking,
sobbing gasps excited him. She cupped his balls and squeezed them.
"C'mon Anil," she gasped. "Now ... fuck me hard ... fuck my ass Oh god yes
do it!"
It was the most intense pleasure. He began to fuck her ass slowly, ignoring
her plaintive wails to be taken harder, intent on savouring every transient
moment of this. Holding the backrest of the swing again, he moved his hips
gently back and forth, back and forth, forcing his cock in and out of her
asshole. Rajashri groaned and gasped, whining and chunnering and sobbing
joyfully under him.
"Yes ... ohhhh yes yes ... yes Ohhhh god yes ... fuck me ... yes ... fuck my
ass Anil Ohhhhh Unhhhhh yes ... ohhhh god yes ...," she gasped.
"Yeh ... take it bitch ... le rundi le ... le mere lund ko ..." he groaned.
"Take it, you whore ... you fuckin' slut take my cock ohhh yeh!"
He began to move faster and she gasped and lurched under him, every lunging
thrust driving the breath from her throat in a rattling gasp. Faster and
faster he went and the swing began to jerk unevenly. He flung his head back
and quickly stepped up speed, going faster and faster, his hips swinging
back and forth, his buttocks flexing and unflexing. The cocksheath glistened
as it emerged and disappeared into her asshole. He hit a furiously rapid,
ram-fucking rhythm, jerking and slamming and ramming and reaming and jamming
his cock into her asshole again and again. Her cries grew shrill and
frenzied and her face contorted in a rictus of lust.
"UNH UNH UNH OHH UNH UNH YES UNH OH YES UNHH UNH UNH UNH UNHH UNHH OHHH YES
FUCK ME UNHH FUNHHHCK ME UNNH YES OHHH UNNH UNHH UNH UNH UNH UNHH!" she
cried, her voice rising and falling in a crescendo, pitch and volume growing
higher.
"AH AH AH AH AH UNHH AH AH AH AH AH AH AHH!" he gasped.
Now he held himself still and began to jerk the swing backward, jamming her
ass onto his cock savagely, rolling his hips as he brought it down. She went
wild, her fingers clawing at the backrest, her body twisting and arching and
writhing and jerking and spasming in a frenzy. Rajashri groped for a dildo,
found a long hollow tube and quickly thrust it deep into her cunt.
Masturbating furiously, she moaned and gasped and cried out as he ram-fucked
her butt.
The orgasm crashed over her like a thunderclap and the breath hissed from
her throat and her body went rigid and tense with shock and joy. Sensing her
orgasm, Anil plunged his cock into her ass again and again, his hips
twitching and quivering at her buttocks. She moaned and whined and he pulled
out and rammed into her once, twice, three, four times and then shot and
shot and shot, his body quivering with tension as the heat surged from his
cock into her convulsing anus.
Trembling and gasping and panting, her body streaming with sweat and wracked
with shuddering sobs, she slipped onto her side on the swing. Anil leaned
over the swing, his chest heaving, his head hanging between his arms.
Slowly, she turned over onto her back and opened her eyes and smiled at him.
"My god, that was fantastic!" she murmured, holding her arms up to him and
drawing his head to hers.
They kissed slowly and he fondled her naked body and she his penis. She
slipped the sheath off his cock and made him move sideways so that it was at
her face. She took it in her mouth and began to suck it.
His cock tasted wonderful, with delicious tang of her cunt and ass on it. He
smiled and gently pumped his hips, fucking her face. His cock was still
rock-hard and he could feel fresh jizz roiling in his balls. This stuff was
terrific.
"Fuck me again," she murmured. "Long and slow this time ... and don't use
anything ..."
"Au naturel?"
"Yes."
She opened her legs wide and he moved up over her and slid his penis
smoothly into her, going in deep. She murmured in pleasure and arched under
him, her legs spread wide. She clenched his buttocks fiercely.
"I want your cock inside me forever," she whispered.
He kissed her and bent his head to her breasts. "I'm sure you say that to
every man who fucks you."
"True. I do," she smiled.
"And there must be hundreds."
"Probably true, again. But I still mean it. I love it."
"So I see."
"Mmm ... stop talking, idiot, and get on with it ... mmm ... yes ... that's
it ... slow and easy ... ahhhh yes ... ohhh that's so good ... yes ... mmm
... deeper Anil ... put it all in ah yes ... like that oh yes ... that's
lovely ... mmm ... yes ..."
They fucked gently at first, moving slowly and unhurriedly, savouring it,
knowing this would be the last. Then she spurred him on to move faster, and
then faster yet, till he was rocking furiously up and down over her, his
buttocks bouncing and bobbing, his cock plunging and pistoning rapidly up
and down, in and out, thrusting in harder and harder, making her body arch
and jerk and snap under his. Her breasts bounced with his thrusts, and her
face whipped from side to side in delight and joy. She pumped her hips
hungrily under his, her hands squeezing her breasts in frenzy. This time,
their orgasms crashed together and her body arched to his as she felt the
final spuming of his hot, sticky jizz into her sodden, convulsing cunt.
They lay together in silence and then he got up and picked up his clothes.
"I must go," he murmured.
"Yes," she said, sitting up and coiling her hair above her head prettily.
"Thank you for everything. You were wonderful."
She smiled. "Anytime."
"Can we meet in Bombay? I have to come there, you know. Your fees."
"Of course. You're welcome to stay with me. I live alone."
"That would be nice."
"Will you be there on the twenty-eighth?"
"I can, if you like."
"Do try. There's someone I want you to meet. A house-guest. You'll enjoy
meeting him."
"Fine by me."
"Good. I'll see you in Bombay, then."
He shook his head in wonder. "I'll always remember this."
"So will I."
He shook his head and smiled and got to his feet. "No. I doubt that very
much. You have too many lovers, many will be better than me. You won't
remember me long."
She smiled and got up, naked and beautiful. "You're probably right. You'll
just have to keep reminding me, won't you?"
He laughed. "You're incorrigible."
"I know. I can't help it."
"Lucky for your lovers."
They walked back into the house arm in arm, and at the door, she gave him a
small, gift-wrapped package.
"What's this?"
She smiled, her eyes dancing. "Your medication. Take it in a glass of water
or juice every time you fuck your wife. Blow her brains out."
"Thank you," he said, genuinely pleased. "Sushila will like that."
"You like fucking her, don't you?"
"Very much. She's a vixen in bed. Her cunt's like a suction pump."
"Better than me?"
"No," he smiled. "Not better than you. Close, but not quite."
"Thank you," she said gently. "That was smooth."
He chuckled and they kissed gently at the door and she waited till he got
into his car and backed down the drive, lifting a hand in farewell as he
turned onto the road.