Erotica by Mary Jorsay Gandmar


NOTE: This story may be archived and distributed free, but may NOT
be sold or otherwise distributed for commercial gain/profit.


Copyright 1997-8,
Mary Jorsay Gandmar

                            A JAM OF TARTS

                          THE GIRL NEXT DOOR

    To all appearances, Kiran was a little more than the girl next
    door. Demure and little more than pleasant, she seldom attracted a
    second glance. She was dusky, not very tall, with silky, dark hair
    cut short and bound in a high pony tail by an ordinary rubber
    band. She was dressed sedately in a *salvar-kurta* ensemble, with
    a light chiffon *dupatta* spread over her torso and knotted behind
    her back. She wore no makeup or jewellery, except a thin black
    thread with an amulet around her neck.

    She sprawled beneath him, panting and sweating from her sexual
    exertions, naked but for the *dupatta*. Her lover wondered how
    many people could even have guessed her to be such a performer in
    bed. He knew that she had her own management consultancy. He had
    never imagined that she would be a surprisingly proficient lover
    as well. He could scarcely believe his luck. He, a common servant,
    was bedding a regular *memsahib*, fucking her like a whore.

    He did several part-time jobs in the block of apartments where she
    lived. Earlier that night, he was down in the car-park, smoking a
    cigarette, his chores done. He looked up idly and his eyes slid
    past the windows of her house and then, in a classic double-take,
    snapped back. She stood at her window, looking at him. Even at
    that distance, there was no mistaking the fact that she was
    watching him. As he watched, she slid her hands under her
    *dupatta* and brazenly lifted her breasts. He dropped his
    smouldering cigarette in shock. She lifted her *dupatta* over her
    breasts and squeezed them in flagrant invitation. Watching him,
    she spread her feet apart and pumped her hips in an unmistakably
    obscene manner. Nodding slightly, she beckoned to him and stepped
    back into the shadows.

    His heart thumping with excitement, the servant raced up the
    stairs to her second floor apartment. At her door, he stopped and
    took a deep breath. His pulse throbbed. Gently, he tried the door.
    It swung open. He stepped in and shut it quietly. He knew she
    lived alone.

    Kiran was waiting in the living room. Except her transparent
    chiffon *dupatta*, she was naked. He stared at her. Her breasts
    were covered by the filmy material, but her belly and crotch were
    exposed to his gaze. Her eyes glittered with excitement. She
    lifted her *dupatta* over her breasts, lifting them in her hands.

    "Fuck me," she said softly in Hindi, her voice filled with lust.
    "Fuck me hard. *Chodhmujhe*. *Jorsechodh*."

    No introductions were asked for, none were needed. This was the
    best kind of sex, uncomplicated by any bond, an unabashed quest
    for physical gratification. They kissed hungrily, and her tongue
    was quick and eager in his mouth and her body was hot against his.
    She undressed him quickly and her cunt ground against his crotch
    and her breasts pressed warm on his chest. She slid a hand down to
    his groin and fondled his swelling penis. He groaned softly. She
    bent her head and sucked on his nipples, her fingers coiled around
    the long serpent of his penis. She fisted him slowly, feeling him
    harden in her hands, and slid to her knees before him. Flipping
    back his foreskin, she swirled her long tongue expertly over his
    cock-head. Her breath was warm on his tool-tip, and then her mouth
    enveloped his cock in its moist warmth. She began to suck hard on
    his penis, her head moving rapidly back and forth. He groaned and
    arched his head and wondered how often she had done this and with

    He fucked her mouth slowly, pumping his hips at her face, moving
    her head back and forth. His cock and her lips and cheeks grew
    shiny and sticky with his pre-cum gunk. He bent and fondled her
    breasts and found them swollen turgid, the rigid nipples quivering
    under his thumbs. His cock throbbed and pulsed ominously in her
    mouth. His cock was satisfyingly large, at least ten inches long
    and correspondingly thick. It was a long time since she'd had a
    cock as big. Its musky taste and the heady odour of his cum
    excited her. She was desperate for a fuck. She would offer him her
    mouth, her cunt, her ass, her breasts, any orifice he chose.

    One hand on her head, he rocked her face rapidly back and forth,
    grunting in delight. He bent his head to watch his cock glistening
    in and out of her mouth. His hips pumped and his belly sucked in
    with tension. Her face distended with his throbbing erection and
    she sucked harder, jerking his shaft with firm fingers.

    "Yeh ... suck it, bitch ... suck my cock ... oh fuck yes ...
    that's it, that's good ... c'mon ... suck my meat, whore ... oh
    fucking hell yes! *Choosrundi* ... *jorsechoosmerelavdeko*!"

    The spoot-heat roiled in his balls and he pushed her head away.
    Immediately, she turned around on her hands and knees on the floor
    like a bitch in heat and thrust her buttocks up at him. She spread
    her thighs and leaned forward on her forearms and reached down to
    spread her cunt-lips open. He could see the dewy beads of
    cunt-juice on her pubic fuzz. Her puckered anus enticed him and he
    debated whether to fuck her butt.

    "C'mon lover ... fuck me...fuck me hard," she grunted.

    He decided to fuck her cunt first. He dropped to his knees behind
    her and pressed his cock into the cleft between her buttocks. She
    felt his cock-head at her anus and promptly bent forward and
    clawed her buttocks open for him. He laughed softly.

    "Later, whore," he said. "I'll fuck your ass later.

    She nodded and spread her cunt-lips for him again. Slowly, he
    squeezed his cock-head into her. Kiran gasped as his penis seared
    into her flesh. The servant groaned and flexed his buttocks,
    thrusting deep into her. Her cunt was a hot, wet vice that cramped
    and convulsed on his penis. His head arched in pleasure. Gritting
    his teeth, he swung his hips forward and thrust deep into her.
    Kiran cried out loudly as the swollen penis pierced her belly. Her
    breasts were hot and swollen and they jerked and jiggled as he
    rocked into her.

    "C'mon slut ... take it!" the man gasped.

    The obscenity aroused her. Moaning deliriously, she rocked back
    and forth on her hands and knees. Her cunt ran up and down the
    length of his shaft, impaling itself on his cock repeatedly. The
    servant took several deep breaths to regain control. He waited
    patiently on his knees behind her and caressed her back. He
    watched her cunt slide up and down his rigid penis and the sight
    aroused him. He prised her buttocks open and pressed his finger to
    her anus. She moaned and her sphincter yielded and he inveigled a
    thick finger into her ass. He slid his other hand under her belly
    and flicked her gorged clitoris back and forth. She gasped and
    whimpered, her back bowing and arching, her body jerking and
    rocking under him. Her breasts swung with her motions and he
    squeezed them hard, rolling her rigid nipples in his fingers.
    Kiran's head snapped up and she moaned. Her cunt and breasts were
    fiery with lust. She moved faster. Her body rocked and jerked
    before him, her buttocks slapping loudly at his strong thighs. His
    balls pressed to her cunt-lips and he could feel the hot flow of
    her cunt-juices on his groin.

    "Yes! C'mon ... c'mon, whore ... take it! *Lelerundi* ... *aurle*!
    *Purale*, *saalirahnd*! *Chul*! *Aurle*! Take my cock ... yeh!
    Take it all! Harder, bitch! Ohhhh yes! Yeh! UNHHhhh Yes! Ohhh god
    yes," he grunted, forcing her to go faster and faster, jamming her
    cunt back on his prick.

    "Ohhhhh uhhhh OHHhhhh uhhhh OHhhh yes ohh god yes yes yes!" she

    He slid his fingers out of her cunt and ass and, his hands on her
    hips, began to move. His hips pumped and swung back and forth,
    each skewering thrust probing her cunt. He rolled his hips
    savagely and she gasped and moaned as his cock ran into her cunt
    from all angles. It rasped against her inflamed clitoris, and she
    felt his heavy balls swinging at her cunt-lips. She stretched a
    hand between her thighs and squeezed his balls. He moaned and
    fucked her faster and harder. His balls were on fire. He began to

    He pushed her down on her forearms, raising her buttocks higher.
    He spread his legs in a deep squat astride her hips and began to
    ride her. Her mouth split into a wide 'O' of pure lust as he
    ground his hips against hers. Then he fucked her hard with deep,
    punishing thrusts, his buttocks rising and falling, his penis
    going in and out of her cunt, glistening with their commingled
    juices. Her body jerked under his thrusts and she moaned loudly,
    obscenely, begging him to fuck her harder. He obeyed his mistress
    and started ram-fucking her cunt, thudding into her, his cock
    rasping in and out of her cunt with an audible rasp. She squeezed
    her breasts in a frenzy as he moved faster and faster till he was
    rocketing in and out of her cunt like a dervish.

    "Oh god oh ma unhh ohhh unhh ohhh unhh ohhh uhhh oh oh oh oh oh
    yes Ohhhhh yes Ohhh yes yes Ohhh god yes ... fuck me ohhh yes baby
    yes ... fuck me hard ... fuck me ... oh yes ... fuck my slit,
    lover ... fuck it hard!" Kiran chunnered. "*Chodhmujhe* ...

    Kiran orgasmed violently, shuddering and gasping as the heat
    swamped her. The man was magnificent. He went on fucking her hard,
    right through her orgasm. She expected him to come inside her as
    her cunt convulsed feverishly on his penis but, to her amazement
    and delight, he held back. She gasped softly in wonder and joy and
    heard him chuckle softly.

    He slid his penis out of her. She turned on her back and he knelt
    over her head and slid his cock into her mouth. She sucked it
    greedily and gasped as he bent over her and thrust his tongue into
    her cunt. They sixty-nined slowly and she whimpered in pleasure,
    sucking and licking his cock and balls. Her cunt tingled
    pleasurably. This man was good. His body was hard and lean and
    smelled musky and erotic. His tongue was wonderful in her cunt,
    thick and heavy, flicking her inflamed clitoris incessantly.

    He rolled off her and she knelt astride his groin, his cock in her
    hand. She guided it to her cunt and, with a shuddering gasp,
    squeezed the cock-head into her flesh. He grunted as the soft heat
    of her cunt-flesh enveloped him again. She paused with her hips
    high and just the cock-head inside her, leaning forward with her
    hands on his chest.

    Grunting with tension, gripping her buttocks, he fucked her
    furiously, ramming his hips up and down beneath her. She cried
    out, her head arching as the cock slammed in and out of her cunt.
    Her breasts bounced as his hips thumped against her buttocks. Then
    her buttocks crashed down greedily on his cock and he groaned as
    she began to rock and buck rapidly over him, her cunt sliding up
    and down his pole in feverish excitement. Her head whipped back
    and forth and her breasts jiggled and bounced. He held her
    buttocks and moved her on his lap. She reached back to cup his
    balls. He gasped loudly as she slid her cunt down deep onto his
    cock and flexed and unflexed her buttocks rapidly. Her cunt seemed
    to chew on his penis. She swung her buttocks round and round and
    her hand splayed flat on her belly and she fingered her clitoris.
    He watched her, deeply aroused. Faster and faster they moved and
    now she leaned over him on outstretched arms and rocked rapidly up
    and down on his cock. Her cries rang in his ears.

    "Yes ... yes ... OHhh yes ... fuck me ... fuck me hard,
    motherfucker, fuck me hard! *Chul*, *bhadva*! *Ragadkechodhmujhe*,
    *saala madarchuth!*"

    "*Hanh*, *rundichul*! *Lele*! Take it, bitch! Take my cock!
    *Lemerelundko*! OHHHh yeh! C'mon you whore! Take it!" he replied.

    Her buttocks caromed and bounced off his thighs, her cunt a hot,
    wet, greedy vortex of intense pleasure. He bucked furiously under
    her, making her groan and cry out in lust. Kiran's cunt blazed
    with heat and she soared up towards another orgasm. At the last
    minute, just before the sun broke through the clouds, she slid off
    his cock and turned on her back on the floor, spreading her legs
    and bending her knees. She clawed her cunt-lips open for him and
    reached for his cock as he moved between her thighs. He bent over
    her and slowly squeezed his cock into her cunt slowly with a loud
    gasp, Her back bowed and arched as his burning penis seared into
    her cunt. Her supple thighs coiled about his hips. She dragged his
    mouth to hers and kissed him deeply, her tongue feverish in his

    "C'mon you motherfucker ... screw my slit," she muttered. "Screw
    me hard!"

    "Yeh ... take it you whore ... take my cock," he rasped.

    Stretched over her on outstretched arms, his cock still pushing
    into her constricting channel, gasping and making her moan in
    delight as it burrowed deeper and deeper into her, he fought to
    steady himself. His cock throbbed ominously, and the jizz roiled
    in his balls, aching for release.

    Steadily, he drove himself deeper and deeper into her until he was
    fully embedded in her cunt, his cock in to the hilt. Kiran arched
    under him, her loins lurching up to his, her hands on his massive
    shoulders. He began to move and she responded eagerly, moving in
    unison with him. Soon, they were gasping and panting, their bodies
    streaming with sweat. Her body snapped back, her breasts jiggled,
    his thrusts got faster, deeper, harder.

    Within minutes, he was ram-fucking her furiously again. His head
    arched back and his buttocks plummeted up and down, up and down,
    up and down, his penis stroking powerfully in and out, in and out,
    in and out of her cunt. Kiran moaned deliriously, her head
    whipping ecstatically from side to side.

    "OHHHhh god yes yes ohh yes yes ... ohhhh yeh that's it ... c'mon
    fuck me lover .... yeh .... take me .... ohhhh yes!"

    "Take it bitch .... yeh cunt ... take it all yes!" he returned.

    She began to orgasm again and he kept fucking her, forcing her on
    to another orgasm and yet a third. She moaned and cried out, her
    body heaving and writhing and thrashing joyously under his.

    Now he wanted her for his own pleasure. He jerked out of her and
    fucked her again, this time lying on his side and thrusting
    quickly into her from behind, lifting one of her legs high in his
    hand. He fucked her rapidly, one hand on her hip, the other on her
    shoulder, jigging her furiously up and down on his cock. Her
    breasts bounced and she cried out, her eyes closed, whimpering
    tiredly. The enormous cock was relentless in her cunt, thrusting
    angrily in and out of her cunt, his balls slamming against her
    buttocks and thighs. She came again and he swore violently, his
    cock jerking into her over and over. He struggled for control.
    Somehow, he managed to hold back. She bowed her head, panting and
    gasping, awed by his stamina and staying power. Rarely did a lover
    satisfy her thus. She sensed his desire and she satisfied it

     Quickly, she got onto the nearest armchair on her knees, her
     hands clenching the backrest, her buttocks thrust back,
     proffering her anus. Gasping with excitement, the servant stood
     behind her and pressed his cock-head to her asshole. He was
     burning with lust. Her sphincter spasmed once and he cried out,
     his head snapping back and jammed his cock into her asshole.
     Kiran screamed softly, her face contorting in a grimace of pain
     and lust as the huge, fiery rod seared into her butt. She dug a
     hand into her crotch and began to masturbate frantically.

    "Yes ... yes ... fuck me ... fuck my ass ... fuck it hard!" she
    gasped. "*Maarmerigaand*! *Jorsemaar*!"

    Overpowered by lust, he ram-fucked her butt, jerking and slamming
    his hips back and forth, forcing his cock into her asshole again
    and again. It was burning hot and tight as a vice and it convulsed
    feverishly on his penis. He felt her orgasm and her ass cramped
    almost painfully on his dick. He cried out and rocked into her
    savagely and finally lost control. Beneath him, Kiran mewed in
    pleasure and joy when she felt the sharp sting of his spoot
    geysering in a searing flood into her asshole.

    He slid out of her asshole slowly, his cock quivering and
    throbbing. She moaned, and her breath came in heaving, rattling
    gasps. Her head bowed between her arms. He chuckled softly and
    squeezed her dangling breasts. She groaned.

    "Well, whore, like it? Had a good fuck?" he growled.

    She turned around and sat in the chair and smiled prettily. "Yes,"
    she said. "It was very good. Thank you. Are you game for more?"

    The man laughed. "Sure thing, bitch."

    "Good. Fuck me again."

    "Don't you wanna know my name at all?"

    She looked genuinely puzzled. "What for?" She fondled his cock and
    smiled gently. "As long as you're ready to use your cock on me, I
    don't care."

    The man laughed, shaking his head in disbelief. "You're one horny

    He told her his name anyway, Bhiku, and she told him hers, quite
    unnecessarily. He knew who she was. Kiran kissed the servant,
    holding his head in her hands and thrusting her tongue hungrily
    into his mouth. He squeezed her breasts. She arched her back and
    pushed his head to her breasts. He sucked them gently, then
    sharply. She groaned and pushed his head lower. He kissed her
    belly and nuzzled her crotch. Her legs spread wide, hooking over
    the arms of the chair. He thrust his face into her cunt.

    "Come on, loverboy ... lick my slit ... shove your tongue into my
    pussy! *Chaatmujhe*!"

    The servant pulled her cunt-lips open and slid his tongue into her
    crack. She groaned and closed her eyes, tilting her face up. His
    tongue was wonderful, thick and heavy, rippling through her sodden
    slit like fire. She squeezed her breasts with one hand, moving his
    head around in her groin with the other. Kiran whimpered her

    He tongue-fucked her steadily for several minutes, savouring the
    heady taste of her cunt juices and his own gunk. She moaned and
    whimpered happily, her hips jerking and writhing under his face.
    He straightened and climbed on the chair and gave her his cock to
    suck once again. She took it in her mouth greedily and sucked and
    licked it lasciviously, her tongue working its magic on the penis.
    He fucked her face unhurriedly, pumping his hips back and forth,
    rocking her head with one hand, bending his head to watch her suck
    his penis. She sucked harder and harder, moaning and whimpering in
    her throat.

    He pulled away and stood on the floor and leaned over her. She
    spread her legs wide and lifted her cunt up high. One hand on the
    back of the chair, his head bent to watch her under him, he flexed
    his buttocks and slowly drilled his cock into her cunt. Kiran
    moaned softly as the huge rod seared into her flesh. She gripped
    his buttocks and dragged his head down to hers.

    "Fuck me," she groaned in his ear, tonguing it. ""Fuck me Bhiku!
    Shove your cock into my slit ... I want it all! I want to feel it
    right up inside me! *Bhardemerechuthko*!"

    Slowly, the servant flexed his buttocks tighter and tighter. He
    grimaced and gasped as her hot cunt convulsed frantically on the
    intruding penis as it burrowed and plowed into her soft, eager,
    wanton flesh. Her head jerked to one side and she whimpered in
    pleasure, her chest heaving. Bhiku crushed her breasts with one
    hand. She groaned, clenching his arms, her hips arched high, her
    buttocks taut, her cunt squeezing and sucking hungrily on his

    "Oh fuck!" he gasped. "Oh fuck yes! Ohhh yes, baby yes! Take it!
    Take it whore! Take my cock!"

    "Ohhh ... uhhhh yes ... yes ... ohhhh yes ... yes ... ohhh uhhh oh
    ma uhhh ahhh ... yes ... oh ma uhhh ahh ... unhhh ohhh uhhh ohhh
    uhh Oh oh oh!"

    Now gripping both arms of the chair, gasping with exertion, the
    servant began to grind his cock heavily in and out of Kiran's
    cunt. She gasped and moaned, arching and writhing erotically under
    him, squeezing and crushing her breasts in an eager frenzy.

    "Fuck me!" she called. "Fuck me all night, Bhiku! Fuck me hard!"

    Not that he needed any bidding anyway ...

                                = o =