Erotica from the INDIAN HEAT archives


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Copyright 1997-8,
Mary Jorsay Gandmar

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                           Task Force Four

    Rajashri waited for her guests in the living room. She leafed
    through a back issue of Tentigina, one of Hedon & Venery's
    pornographic magazines. Like all their publications, it was
    superbly produced with glossy colour photographs of gorgeous women
    and incredibly well endowed men. She was featured in one spread,
    with Deepak, one of Jayant's peon-studs. The other women in the
    issue -- Nisha, Kuntal, Dipti and Susan -- were all stunning. It
    was immensely erotic.

    She had showered and dressed in a transparent white shirt and
    tight shorts. The shirt was unbuttoned, its ends knotted just
    below her breasts. It had a plunging neck. Her breasts squeezed
    together under the cloth. She wore her shorts well below her
    navel, just above her pubis and low on her hips. They were very
    tight and she left them unbuttoned and unzipped, so that the front
    split in a plunging V down to her crotch, exposing the trimmed
    fuzz on her pubis.. Her clothes were as light as gauze, and her
    nipples were clearly visible. She was barefoot. Most of her
    midriff was exposed. She wore a gold girdle, one gold bangle and
    matching earrings. Her eyes were lined with *kajal* and her hair
    was done in a flouncing pony tail. Her lips were subtly touched
    with gloss, and she wore a thin gold chain around her long neck.
    She looked devastatingly sexy.

    The bell rang. Rajashri tossed the magazine on the coffee-table
    and went to the door. Opening it, she smiled prettily, her eyes
    dancing. Bablu was surrounded by three young men. Seeing her,
    Bablu chuckled and his companions gaped. She was stunning and
    quite outrageous. Smiling, she stood aside to let them in and shut
    the door behind them.

    "What did I tell you?" Bablu said to his companions. "Great goods
    or what?"

    The three men grinned, and Bablu introduced them as Babu, Mohan
    and Sandip.

    Rajashri smiled at them, approving his choice. Babu was a tall,
    lanky young man, dark and lean, with sharp features and a
    pencil-thin mustache. He looked strong and lithe. Mohan was also
    tall, but more muscular, with wide, strong shoulders, a V-shaped
    torso, lean, high hips and a narrow waist. Sandip was shorter than
    the others, but intensely good-looking with clean, clear features.
    He was slim to the point of being thin. All of them wore trousers
    and open necked shirts and open sandals which they took off at the

    Bablu looked at her and chuckled. "Like them, whore? Like my

    She laughed prettily. "I'll tell you after I've seen what they can
    do, Bablu."

    The three grinned wolfishly. Bablu pulled her to him with an arm
    around her waist. He tilted her face to his and kissed her hard,
    thrusting his tongue into her mouth. He cupped her breast in full
    view of the others and squeezed her buttocks.

    "We'll show you, whore," he growled. "We're gonna fuck your brains
    out tonight, me and my boys are!"

    He pushed her away and she stepped back, her eyes glittering with
    excitement. It promised to be a night of good, hard, demanding
    sex. She turned and crossed to the bar and poured five glasses of
    the spiked lemonade from the pitcher Ramesh had been careful to
    refill. She set the glasses on a tray and carried them back to the
    waiting men, playing the considerate host to perfection. They
    drained their glasses. She arched an eyebrow and offered more. My
    god, she thought, with all that stuff, they'll never stop fucking

    The men gasped as the drug hit them hard. Their cocks quivered and
    their muscles corded and popped and they felt the jizz surge in
    their balls. Simultaneously, it hit her, too, and the men gasped
    in awe and astonishment as they saw its effect. Her breasts
    swelled visibly, her nipples jumped erect and her hips twitched
    provocatively. Her lips parted and her nostrils flared, her breath
    sharp and shallow.

    "Motherfucker!" Sandip gasped in awe.

    Bablu grinned at her. He had heard of such things. He began to
    unbutton his shirt. The three men came around and encircled her.
    She felt a sudden frisson of sexual excitement.  Bablu pulled off
    his shirt and she noticed that the others were doing the same. She
    stared at him and he grinned as her eyes fell involuntarily to his
    crotch. He undid his trousers and unzipped them slowly. They
    puddled to his feet. He kicked them away. She turned and one by
    one, the others stripped themselves. She felt her heart thud in
    her chest as she looked at their bodies. They were all
    well-muscled, lean and hard and their cocks looked lovely, long
    and thick and dark, all uncircumcised, with heavy balls, their
    pubic hair thick and springy. Mohan's cock was about seven inches
    long, an inch and a half thick; Babu's was a tad bigger.

    But Sandip's was incredible. It hung a good nine inches long,
    limp, and nearly two inches thick. Other women might have found it
    incongruous on one so short and thin; Rajashri found it intensely

    They stood there, watching her, chuckling at her glassy-eyed
    expression, holding their cocks in their hands. Bablu reached
    forward and hooked two fingers in the neck of her shirt, at the
    knot. He jerked it hard and she gasped as the knot fell open.
    Behind her, Babu pulled it off her shoulders and flung it aside.
    They turned her around, with her back to Mohan, facing Sandip.
    Mohan hooked his hands in the waist of her shorts on either side
    of her open fly and tugged downward. The shorts turned inside out
    and her buttocks and naked cunt were exposed to their view. Sandip
    pulled her shorts down her legs.

    Now they were very close to her, all four of them with their
    bodies almost touching hers. Her nostrils flared with the tangy,
    exciting, sweaty smell of their hot bodies. Four pairs of hands
    fell on her naked midriff. Rajashri tensed. The hands began to
    move, dexterously fondling her tingling flesh. Rajashri gasped and
    squirmed as she felt hands on her breasts and buttocks and in her

    A pair of lips nuzzled her neck. Someone tongued her ear. A finger
    probed her cunt. Another her anus. Someone squeezed her breasts
    and tweaked her nipples, which were nut-hard. Her breasts grew
    turgid. She gasped thickly as a mouth met hers, she did not know
    whose and a tongue snaked into her mouth. At the same time, her
    cunt-lips parted and two fingers arched into her flesh. She
    writhed and squirmed, whimpering and groaning. The two fingers in
    her cunt wriggled and twisted and her hips juddered in excitement.
    They pressed against her, their cocks rubbing against her cunt and
    buttocks. She moaned softly.

    The men stepped back. She stood in the centre, trembling and
    unsure. Bablu put a hand on her shoulder and pressed her to her

    "Come on, whore ... first suck our cocks ... then we'll fuck you
    one by one. The rest later."

    Her face was inches from Bablu's gorgeous cock. She held his hips
    and then a wild idea flashed across her mind. She looked up.

    "Bablu ..."

    "What?" he said impatiently.

    "I've got an idea."

    "What? Chickening out?"

    "Not at all," she said tartly. "Ever played blind man's butt?"

    He shook his head. "What's that?"

    "I'll show you. Give me a handkerchief, a nice big one."

    Bablu nodded and the men rummaged in their discarded trousers and
    pulled out coloured handkerchiefs. They were of thick, printed
    cotton and she nodded approvingly as they shook them open. They
    were sufficiently large for what she had in mind.

    "This is fine," she said, taking one and folding lengthwise into a
    long band.

    "It's like this," she explained. "First, you blindfold me. Then
    you fuck me blind. Wherever you like, as you like, without telling
    me whose doing it. I've to match man to cock."

    The men chuckled in excitement. This was terrific. She giggled at
    their enthusiasm. This game was popular at her bordello and had
    several variations. One required all the players to wear
    blindfolds. The men would then fuck her simultaneously and not
    only did she have to identify whose cock was in which orifice, but
    each had to guess where the others were fucking her. There was
    also a third variation, with several women, in which the men wore
    the blindfolds and had to guess whose cunt or breasts or ass were
    on their cocks or fingers or mouths. She had played these games
    frequently; they were especially popular with group bookings at
    the bordello. Once, she and Nisha and Dipti had serviced eight men
    together. The men were ecstatic. The girls went wild as cocks
    swapped with bewildering rapidity in their various orifices.

    She gave Bablu the folded band. She turned her back to him and he
    laid it over her eyes and knotted it firmly behind her head. She
    adjusted it. Sandip held four fingers in front of her face and
    asked her to guess how many. She could not. Mohan raised his hand
    as if to strike her hard. She didn't react.

    Smiling, she shuffled her feet, turning around several times to
    disorient herself. Silently, the men moved sideways in a circle
    around her. She went down on her knees and now she did not know
    who was before her. She held her hands up, reaching out for one of
    them, her arms apart and questing. The men chuckled softly. Her
    hand touched a hip. She slid her hand along it, found a cock. She
    moved her head closer, her fingers stroking and caressing the
    cock, trying to guess the identity of its possessor. The men
    grinned. She moved her head forward and opened her lips.

    The cock throbbed in her fingers and began to swell. She jerked it
    deftly, flipping back the foreskin. Her breath was warm on the
    cock-head. Her tongue swirled around the cock- head. The man
    stifled a gasp. Slowly, she slipped her lips down about the
    cock-head and began to suck on it. The man's hands fell to her
    head and his hips lurched at her face. His cock ballooned in her

    She sucked it slowly, sliding her lips up and down along its
    length, her head rocking back and forth, the cock glistening and
    gleaming between her lips. She cupped and fondled the man's balls.
    It wasn't Sandip -- the cock wasn't big enough; and it wasn't
    Bablu -- she knew his cock intimately. Mohan or Babu then. She
    sucked harder, moving her head faster, her finger pressed to his

    The men understood the game and kept their silence. Her excitement
    grew. This was going to be tougher than she thought. Shaking her
    head in defeat, she stopped and turned for another. This one was
    familiar -- the cock was big and hard, and she knew the smell and
    taste and shape and thickness of it.

    "Bablu," she said softly, looking up and smiling.

    Bablu grinned. "Yes, that's right," he acknowledged.

    The others clapped and she giggled.

    "Come on, now give me my present ... come in my mouth ..."

    She took his penis in her mouth and began to suck it hungrily and
    quickly. Bablu groaned and fucked her mouth rapidly, moving her
    head back and forth, back and forth, his hips pumping. The others
    watched. Her face distended with his size and her tongue worked
    his cock with cunning lasciviousness. She moaned happily deep in
    her throat.

    "Suck it ... suck it whore ... suck it hard ... Ahhhh yes ...
    that's it ... harder, whore ... harder! Ohhhh yeh ... yes!" he

    He exploded suddenly, the drug pushing him over the brink, the
    roiling jizz in his balls uncontainable. His cock spumed an
    awesome load of gunk, thick, hot, sticky gobs of it spurting into
    her mouth and down her throat. She opened her mouth wide as she
    drank his seed, letting them see it go into her mouth and spatter
    her face and lips. Sticky trails of it trickled over her chin and
    down her neck. She wiped her face with her fingers and smeared it
    on her breasts and belly and pubis and licked her fingertips.
    Bablu remained kept his place and was astonished to find that his
    erection had not waned a whit, nor had the clamour in his balls
    eased. He grunted and grinned and the men whistled in surprise.

    "Hey, look at this!" he cried. "The damn thing won't go down!"

    "It's the drug in the lemonade," she murmured. "It'll keep you
    hard forever!"

    The sight of her sucking his cock and drinking his jizz had
    aroused the others. Their cocks had grown erect. Quickly, she
    turned from Bablu to another. This cock was huge -- ten and a half
    inches long, nearly three inches thick. The man's hips were small
    and narrow. Sandip.

    She moaned softly and took his cock between her lips. The drug and
    Bablu's coming in her mouth had set her afire.

    "Sandip," she muttered. "This has to be Sandip."

    "Yes!" Sandip chuckled and jerked her face forward. "Suck it
    whore! Suck it hard! OHHHhhh ... unhhhh ... *hanh* ... UNHHHHH
    *hanh* ... that's it yeh ... take it bitch ... take my cock Ohhhh
    yeh ... suck it, slut ... suck my cock Oh god yes Ohhhh uhhh yes!"

    He took longer coming and she had to work harder on him. She
    quivered with excitement imaging how long he would take fucking
    her cunt before he came. His cock was incredibly big and hot,
    rock-hard and throbbing heavily, its shaft ridged with angry
    veins. In all her unusual experience, few lovers had bigger cocks
    -- Kishore and Jayant, certainly, and Hari, Neha's husband.

    Intensely aroused, she sucked his cock rapidly, both fists on his
    tool, jerking it faster and faster, her face bloated with the
    enormity of his erection. Sandip fucked her face, his head bent to
    watch her, his hips rocking, moving her head back and forth. She
    felt his cock quiver in her mouth and she goaded him to come with
    her tongue pressing at his frenum, trying to pry open the slit.
    The boy groaned, and jerked his hips at her face. His cock was
    magnificent. She guessed him to be about sixteen, and already he
    was a wonderful lover.

    She sucked harder, her tongue working frenziedly on his cock, her
    head rocking and jerking furiously back and forth, moaning and
    keening in her throat. The boy lost control and his jizz erupted.
    She gasped and opened her mouth wide, letting him spurt gunk over
    her face, into her mouth, and over her breasts and belly. His load
    was even thicker and heavier, a veritable deluge and it went on
    and on and on, spurting endlessly into her mouth and spattering
    her face and breasts. Gasping and groaning, Sandip pushed his cock
    into her mouth and made her suck it again.

    "Let her go, you bastard!" Bablu snapped and Sandip stepped away.

    Panting and gasping, she turned. At a signal from Bablu, the men
    circled her in silence, confusing her. She found another cock and
    jerked it, took it in her mouth. It was Bablu again. She stopped
    and looked up and he laughed. She turned for another cock. The men
    moved, too. She got Sandip, and then Bablu again and then Sandip
    again. She steadied herself and concentrated. At last she caught a
    cock she hadn't sucked yet. This one was the fourth. It was a big
    penis, about nine and a half inches long and correspondingly
    thick. It felt bigger than the first one she had sucked. This had
    to be Babu. She said so, and found she was right. Babu chuckled
    and the men applauded. He began to fuck her mouth slowly, grinding
    and jerking his hips. She sucked his cock steadily till he, too,
    came in her mouth.

    Turning to the last, she found that they had moved again. She had
    to take Bablu and Sandip and Babu several times in her mouth
    before she finally found Mohan. Flushed with success she sucked
    his cock ardently, giddy with excitement and the tangy smell and
    taste of their cocks and jizz. Mohan fucked her slowly, savouring
    the pleasures of her mouth, thrusting his cock in and out of her
    mouth for several minutes before he, too, came, flooding her mouth
    with his jizz and spattering her body with it.

    The game, and her success, excited her. Her tongue and lips
    tingled with the tangy taste of their gunk. Her breasts and belly
    were spattered with gobs of it. A thick, glutinous rivulet of
    spunk oozed slowly down her cleavage. Her body was aflame with
    lust. She got to her feet and took off the mask.

    "Come on, guys, carry me upstairs. Bablu, the second bedroom."

    Four pairs of hands lifted her dusky body over their shoulders as
    though on a bier. She let her head hang back and murmured softly
    as they took the opportunity to fondle her breasts and cunt.

    The second bedroom was large and cool, superbly furnished, with
    muted lighting and a well-sprung king-size bed. Three deep
    armchairs were arranged around a small coffee table by the window.
    The room opened onto a large deck with a round table and four
    chairs. On either side of the bed stood matching sidetables with
    elegant table lamps. A closet was fitted to one wall. There was a
    bathroom ensuite. The bed had curved wrought iron frames at its
    head and foot.

    Rajashri told Sandip to open the doors to the balcony. It was
    still raining out, and a cool breeze fluttered the curtains by the
    doors. She smiled prettily at them and got onto the bed on her
    hands and knees.

    "Want a show, guys?"

    "What kind of show?" Mohan said, eyeing her body greedily.

    She grinned. "Me fucking myself."

    They chorused their assent and she fumbled to the bed, groped open
    a drawer in the bedside table and pulled out several vibrators and
    dildos. Examining them by touch, she selected two. One was ten
    inches long and two inches thick, dotted with thick rubber knobs.
    The other was smooth and even, about eight inches in length, an
    inch thick. Both were shaped like penises, with bulbous
    cock-heads. The men gaped in surprise.

    Lying on her back on the bed, she began to caress herself,
    watching them. Sensuously, she caressed her breasts, squeezing
    them, rolling the rigid nipples in her fingers. She scooped gunk
    on her fingers and smeared it on her aureoles and lips, licked her
    fingers. Slowly, her hands crawled down her firm, flat belly to
    her crotch. She opened her legs and lifted her knees. The men
    shuffled around to the foot of the bed. They stared hungrily at
    her cunt as she slowly pulled her cunt-lips open, showing them the
    moist flesh within.

    "Mmm," she moaned, rubbing her long, slender finger up and down
    her crack. "That's good ... that's where I want your cocks ... in
    my hot cunt ..."

    One hand on her breasts, the other at her crotch, she began to
    masturbate, arching a finger delicately into her cunt. The men
    gaped as she moved it gently in and out of her cunt, murmuring

    "Yes ... here ... hard ... in my sexy slit ... I want your hot
    cocks ... your rock-hard cocks in my cunt ..."

    Sandip licked his lips. His cock throbbed. She tormented them,
    playing with herself before their eyes. Every one of them wanted
    nothing so much as to fling himself on her and plunge his cock
    into that tempting cunt. She picked up the knobbed dildo and,
    making sure that they were watching her, slowly slid it into her

    "Ohhhh ... if only ... if only this was your cock, Sandip ...
    don't you want to fuck me?"

    The poor boy gaped, nodded. His cock was out of control and she
    could see it starting to swell and thicken. She held the dildo in
    both hands and spread her legs further apart. Her shoulders
    stooped, her breasts, flecked with their gunk, squeezed in heavy
    luscious mounds between her arms. She moved the dildo slowly in
    and out of her cunt, twisting it round and round. There was
    complete silence, except for her voice.

    "Yes ... you will fuck me like this, won't you? Slowly ... slowly
    ... you will fill my cunt with your cocks, won't you?"

    She began to move it faster, her hips lurching and twitching, her
    face flipping from side to side, her back arching. Her breasts
    jumped and bounced. Her mouth was open and she slid her tongue
    around her upper lip in a wanton, lascivious gesture, her words

    "Bablu ... remember ... remember how you fucked me ... last night
    ... in my mouth ... in my cunt ... even my ass ... nice and hard,
    too ... it felt so good then ... don't you want to do it again,

    Mohan and Babu were losing control, too and she smiled to herself
    and began to move faster. Suddenly she flipped over onto all fours
    and, with one hand on the dildo between her legs, looking over her
    shoulder at the quartet, she continued masturbating. The men's
    eyes were riveted on her sodden cunt being invaded by the phallic
    substitute. It glistened and gleamed as it went in and out of her
    cunt, twisting and turning, rolling round and round. They could
    see the hard long tongue of her clitoris being scraped and bent
    under the stiff rubber knobs on its shaft. She moaned softly,
    jerking back and forth on her knees and one arm, her breasts
    swinging. Now even Bablu's cock began to respond.

    "Fuck me like a bitch ... like a whore ... from behind ... I'm
    your whore tonight ... fuck me hard ... and keep fucking me, guys
    ... that's the way I like it ... I want my cunt filled with your
    cocks ... I'm your whore, your slut ..."

    Moaning and gasping, jerking back and forth, Rajashri went on and
    on, the dildo pumping and grinding in her cunt. She stopped,
    leaving it inside her, sticking out of her cunt and picked up the
    second baubon. She stretched her arm down her back and pushed it
    between her buttocks. The men gasped when they realised her
    intention. Slowly, moaning and keening, she squeezed it into her
    anus. Her head arched and she cried out, her face contorting in a
    rictus of lust.

    "OHHHHHhhhh ... yes ... and ... don't forget ... to fuck my ass,"
    she moaned in husky sibilant voice. "Yes ... my cunt and ass ...
    together ... and ... and I'll even take two of you in my cunt ...
    at the same time ... you'd like that, wouldn't you, guys?"

    She butt-fucked herself slowly, pumping the dildo in and out of
    her anus and the men were mesmerized by the sight. Leaving the
    second dildo stuck in her ass, she went back to frigging her cunt
    with the first.

    Her buttocks writhed and her body swayed and lurched back and
    forth with the pumping of her hand. Her gold necklace swung and
    her breasts jogged as she moved.

    Then, half-twisting her body, she began to move both dildos
    together, rocking them simultaneously in and out of her cunt and
    ass. The men gasped in awe at her twitching and writhing before

    Sandip had abandoned all attempts to contain his erection. He
    moaned and gasped and began to masturbate his gigantic penis. Babu
    and Mohan soon joined in and even Bablu couldn't resist. Soon, all
    four were masturbating.

    Bablu groaned as he watched her hands pump the two dildos in and
    out of the adjacent orifices. Rajashri whimpered in a frenzy,
    gasping and keening, rocking the dildos deeply in and out of her
    cunt and anus. She toppled over onto her side and, in a frenzy of
    her own, started plunging and pistoning the two baubons in and out
    of her flesh as she soared toward an orgasm. With an ululating
    cry, she slid both deep into her and tensed, trembling and gasping
    as the orgasm hit her hard, sweeping her along on a wave of

    She lay there for a minute, catching her breath, slowly pulling
    the dildos out of her cunt. Then she turned over and looked at
    them, grinning wickedly.  Then she moved forward on her knees to
    where Bablu stood and slowly tilted her face up and drew his head
    down to hers, sliding her arms around his neck.

    "Now," she said. "Now you must pay me for the show!"

    They understood her meaning and broke into huge grins. She began
    to laugh and the others joined in. She went to each man in turn,
    gently kissing them, pressing her body to theirs. They were all
    dying to fuck her. She moved back to the centre of the bed and
    told Mohan to blindfold her again. He knelt behind her and tied
    the band around her eyes and she adjusted it firmly. He kissed the
    nape of her neck, his hands around her, fondling and squeezing her
    breasts. She cupped her hands in his and arched an arm up around
    his neck and turned her face to kiss him. She curled her other arm
    behind, for his cock. It was hot and hard, slippery with pre-cum
    gunk. She masturbated him gently and he pressed his cock to her
    buttocks, squeezing her breasts hard. Twisting her face to his, he
    kissed her roughly, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.

    "Not now," she murmured. "Fuck me later. Now let's play the second
    part of our game. Sandip, there's some rope in the cupboard. Get
    it, will you, there's a pet. Have you found it? Good. Okay, here's
    what we do. First, tie me to the bed, like this and fuck me and
    I'll guess you from your cocks. Then do it again, but from behind.
    Got it?"

    The men chuckled and Sandip tossed the rope to Mohan. She spread
    her arms and legs, lifting her knees. Mohan lashed her wrists and
    ankles to the bedposts. She lay before them, blindfolded and
    trapped, theirs for the asking.

    "Come on then ... fuck me!" she murmured sexily. "Fuck my cunt!"

    A warm, musky male body moved onto the bed and bent over her. His
    mouth met hers and his tongue slid between her lips. She writhed
    under him. It wasn't Sandip -- this man was too well built. One of
    the others. She felt the cock-head at her cunt-lips and arched her
    hips provocatively.

    "Fuck me," she moaned, lasciviously tonguing her unknown lover's

    He teased her hard nipples with his fingers and lips and bent his
    head to suck them. She shuddered in pleasure, but he kept his
    silence, enjoying the game. He squeezed her breasts gently,
    pressing and rolling the swollen mounds in her palms. He scraped
    his fingernails across her nipples and, moistening his fingertip,
    rubbed it over her aureoles. She shivered. Her breasts grew harder
    with excitement. He dragged his tongue down her neck and between
    her breasts, through the mucilaginous gunk smeared on her smooth,
    dusky flesh. She tensed as his tongue rippled up the swell of one

    She arched her back as though to feed it to his mouth. Teasing one
    nipple with his fingers, he ran his tongue in slow circles over
    the aureole of the other. Rajashri whimpered and writhed
    ecstatically. He flicked it back and forth with his tongue,
    rolling the other in forefinger and thumb.

    "Yes!" she gasped. "Ohhhhh yes ... yes ..."

    He tugged at her nipple with his lips, scraped his teeth across
    it. She gasped and her body twisted sharply under him. Slowly, he
    drew her breast into his mouth and began to suck on it with
    increasing pressure. She gasped thickly. Gently and slowly,
    nibbling her nipple with the lightest of bites, he let go and
    dragged his tongue across to her other breast.

    She arched her back to his face. His hand crawled down her firm
    belly to her cunt. Her legs jerked wide open and he slid a thick
    finger along her crack. She moaned and her hips jerked up. He
    found her clitoris, and pressed it hard with his fingertip,
    vibrating his hand rapidly. She cried out, and slowly, he arched a
    finger into her and began to masturbate her. She whimpered deep in
    her throat, her hips bucking and lurching, her head rolling from
    shoulder to shoulder.

    The man bent over her and pressed his cock-head to her cunt-lips.
    She arched her loins. He flexed his buttocks and eased his hips
    forward and sank his spear into her scabbard. She gasped softly,
    her head arching, her back bowing, her loins jerking upward as the
    searing heat of it slid deep into her flesh. Her hips jerked
    upward and her cunt engulfed his penis. She guessed it to be
    either Mohan or Babu, she still couldn't tell which.

    The man began to fuck her steadily and she whimpered, her body
    jerking and snapping, her head spinning from side to side.  He
    stifled his gasps, not wanting to give her a clue. She moaned and
    gasped, lurching and jerking as his thrusts grew faster and deeper
    and harder.

    "Ohhhh ... uNHhhh OHhhh ... who're you," she moaned in
    desperation. "Mohan? ... or Babu? ... Ohhhhh ... UNhhhh ... yes
    ... Unhhhhhh yes ... fuck me ... fuck me hard! Unhhhhhh ohhh yes
    ... fuck me ... fuck me yes!"

    The other three began to clap, pacing her lover's thrusts.
    Steadily at first, then faster and faster and faster, till her
    cries and the resounding cracks of their palms rang in her ears.
    She still couldn't tell. He began ram-fucking her and she went
    crazy as his cock pistoned and rocked in and out of her cunt.

    His buttocks rose and fell, bobbing and bouncing, flexing and
    unflexing, his swollen cock plunging and thrusting and reaming
    into her. She orgasmed without a clue as to her lover's identity.
    Her orgasm passed and still he kept stroking powerfully in and out
    of her. She stopped moving under him.

    "Later, again," she moaned. "I can't guess ... let somebody else
    try ..."

    She had no difficulty guessing the identity of the next man to
    fuck her. The ithyphallic youth was unmistakably Sandip. Levering
    her thighs open with his knees, he paused with his cock- head at
    her cunt-lips, flexed his buttocks and then drove his enormous
    penis smoothly into her cunt with a single deep thrust that sent
    her head whipping back. Her body cambered and bowed taut in shock
    and her fingers went white, clenching the bedpost.

    "Sannhhhhhhhhdiiiiiiiiiiip!" she cried. "OHmauhhhhOHHHHHH!"

    He chuckled and, bending his head, thrust his tongue into her
    mouth. She moaned ecstatically, writhing and twitching under him,
    his huge cock embedded deep in her flesh.  He fucked her slowly,
    his small, hard buttocks flexing and unflexing and bobbing gently
    up and down. His cock was incredibly big, thick and hot and hard
    and it throbbed and pulsed electrically, deep in her belly.
    Moaning heavily, she writhed under him, her hips heaving and
    grinding under his thighs. What a man, she thought, oh god, what a

    He bent his head and sucked her breasts and she writhed and
    gasped, her body thrashing and jerking, twisting and heaving.
    Fucking her steadily, he surprised her with his skill. He moved
    gently, letting her get accustomed to the enormity of his penis,
    swinging his hips in gentle undulating circular motions, grinding
    his cock in her cunt. Her jizz-spattered body arched and twisted
    under his, her turgid breasts and hard nipples scraping against
    his lean chest. His huge cock rasped against her inflamed

    "Yes ... Ohh YES ... YES OH GOD YES ... FUCK ME SANDIP ... FUCK MY
    CUNT ... YEH ... OHH YES ... THAT'S IT UNHH!" she whimpered.

    On outstretched arms and knees over her, the slender youth changed
    his rhythm and swung his hips smoothly up and down, back and
    forth. Taking his time, moving slowly and easily at first, gently
    probing her cunt, he slid his cock deeply in and out in a steady
    rhythm. His buttocks flexed and unflexed and his monster penis
    glistened and gleamed as it appeared and disappeared into her
    cunt. The others watched, fascinated.

    "Take it whore! Take my cock ... take it, YEH!" the lad gasped.

    Suddenly, he started ramming his penis into her cunt. She cried
    out in shock, her face contorting, her body twisting in lust under
    him. The huge cock thundered into her cunt, reaming and ramming,
    spiralling in deep. Her loins juddered and thudded up against his,
    its muscles convulsing and spasming frantically on the gigantic
    cock- shaft. Her breasts bounced and jiggled violently and the
    gold chain around her neck jumped and slapped on her flesh. Her
    back bowed and unbowed, rose and fell and her body jerked hard
    under his thrusts.


    Abruptly, just as she verged on the brink of an orgasm, he slowed
    again and began to fuck her slowly. She gasped in joy and awe and
    he bent his head to her breasts, making her moan softly as he
    teased her nipples with his tongue and teeth. Again, without
    warning, he reared up and slammed his cock into her and began to
    ram-fuck her, reaming his penis into her cunt. She screamed
    thinly, her body jerking, her back bowing and unbowing, her
    breasts bouncing and exploded violently. Her cunt convulsed in a
    frenzy on his penis, and he gasped and flung his head back and
    slammed his penis into her repeatedly. With a shuddering moan, he
    rammed in deep and held fast, his hips twitching at her cunt. His
    cock erupted, and she gasped and arched in unbridled joy as his
    lava-hot jizz spewed in a never-ending flood into her slit.

    Panting, Sandip rolled off her body. Within seconds, her third
    lover had his cock embedded in her cunt. She recognised him at
    once. This was Babu, and so the first had to be Mohan. Babu
    sniggered in approval and fucked her quickly and efficiently,
    pushing her to another orgasm before he exploded inside her. Then
    Mohan took his place and fucked her steadily till he, too, came.

    The last was Bablu. His cock was familiar and she didn't have to
    guess at all. It was beautiful, just right, big and strong and
    thick and hot and hard. He took her gently, kissing and fondling
    her body, caressing her breasts and face till she was whimpering
    with joy. He slowed and pulled off her blindfold. She blinked her
    eyes, squinted and smiled at him. She moved slowly under him, her
    cunt heaving and convulsing on his steadily stroking cock.

    "Having fun?" she murmured, tonguing his ear.

    "Mm. Yes. Very much. You're not tired?"

    She was touched by his concern. "Not at all. I could go on all
    night, no problem."

    "Good. These three are animals."

    "So much the better."

    "Listen. If you don't want to do anything they want, tell me. I'll
    stop them."

    "Will they listen to you?"

    "I'll stuff their balls in their asses if they don't!"

    She smiled. My hero, she thought. God, what a stud ... I must
    remember to report him to HQ. Him and the others. They're special.
    Jayant will be pleased.

    "Come ... now fuck me hard," she murmured.

    At once, he responded like a thoroughbred stallion, smoothly
    picking up speed. Faster and faster he went and she moved in
    perfect unison with him, matching him thrust for thrust, with
    practiced skill and ease. Their bodies rocked and jerked together,
    their cries rising in a crescendo of joy. He flung his head back
    as his buttocks pumped and pistoned faster and faster, thrusting
    his cock deeper and deeper into her, burying himself in the
    incredible warmth and tightness of her cunt-sheath. As his cock
    stroked powerfully into her flesh, she arched and bowed beneath
    him, her head turning sensuously from side to side, goading him
    with obscene words and lewd love-calls. He began ram-fucking her,
    moving furiously and she cried out, her body jerking and snapping
    under his thrusts, her breasts bouncing and tossing. Her cries
    rose and grew sharp and staccato and she orgasmed with intense
    pleasure, her body bowing taut under his. He groaned at the
    convulsing spasms of her cunt on his penis. He thrust into her
    again till she felt his seed spurt in her cunt.

    They rested, with Rajashri still lashed to the bed, the men
    sprawled about the room. Babu went down and fetched the lemonade.
    The men drank, then untied her and gave her a drink, too. The
    drugs sharpened their lust afresh. The four penises jerked erect
    and sawed the air. Smiling, she went to each of them in turn and
    took their cocks in her mouth, sucking hungrily.

    "Fuck me again," she grinned. "All of you. On my front this time."

    Returning to the bed, turning on her knees and forearms, Rajashri
    spread her thighs, offering the foursome her cunt and butt. Babu
    tied her wrists to the bedposts again but left her legs free. Her
    swollen breasts hung luscious and succulent. She looked over her
    shoulder at the four men and ran her tongue lasciviously over her
    upper lip.

    "Come on then ... fuck me ... fuck my cunt, guys ... I'm hot for

    Mohan sprang forward with a gasp and, kneeling behind her, quickly
    squeezed his throbbing penis into her cunt. She moaned softly with
    pleasure as his penis ran into her cunt. He fucked her rapidly,
    holding her hips and jerking his cock in and out of her cunt.
    Whimpering and gasping, she rocked under him, her breasts swinging
    erotically. He went faster and she cried out, her body jerking and
    snapping under his thrusts. His buttocks flexed and unflexed and
    his cock glistened and gleamed as it went in and out of her cunt.
    Faster and faster he went and their orgasms crashed together and
    he shot his load in her slit. Then it was Babu's turn, and Bablu
    followed, squatting astride her hips and ramming hungrily in and
    out of her cunt till he was sated.

    When Sandip took his chance, she was quivering with excitement. He
    pulled her hips up high, her legs out straight and, standing
    behind her, bent over her so that their bodies were like two
    hairpins. Slowly, he squeezed his cock into her, going in deep and
    then, as his mates watched, began to ram-fuck her cunt. His
    buttocks flexed and unflexed and the others could see the puckered
    flesh of his anus and the glistening penis as it thundered
    powerfully in and out of her cunt. Her head hung between her arms,
    and she clenched the bedposts, crying out in joy. Her breasts
    tossed violently under him and he squeezed them in a frenzy as her
    cunt cramped viciously on his cock and forced his orgasm.

    All five were doped to the gills with potent aphrodisiacs. Within
    minutes, they were fucking again. This time, she made them untie
    her and allowed them to do what they wanted.

    The men paired off and Mohan and Babu fucked her together in her
    cunt and mouth, switching places frequently. Then it was Sandip
    and Bablu, and, after they were done, she took them again, one by
    one. After a short respite, they said they wanted more. She did
    not refuse, and now she gave them a whirl. She took both Mohan and
    Babu in her cunt and ass simultaneously, while Sandip fucked her
    mouth. On and on they went, sating their lust. They were exhausted
    when they finally finished, several hours later. Rajashri left
    them and staggered to her bedroom and crawled into bed. Within
    minutes, she was asleep.

    She woke to the touch of Ramesh's lips on her nipple. She stirred
    and stretched and arched and he sucked gently on her nipple. She
    murmured her pleasure, caressing his head.

    "Good morning. Had fun last night?"

    "Oh yes. They were very good. And you?"


    "When did you get back?"

    "About three o'clock."

    "Were they still here?"

    "Yeah. Snoring. I threw them out. Enough is enough."

    "Good for you."

    Rajashri's driver smiled and kissed her deeply, his tongue
    inveigling into her mouth. She murmured softly, caressing his
    hard, naked body, her hand trickling down to his crotch. His penis
    hardened slowly as she caressed it. His lips slithered down her
    body and she arched her back when he swirled his tongue around her
    puckered aureoles and gently flicked her stiff nipples with his
    tongue. Slowly, he squeezed one succulent mound in his hand and
    sucked it tenderly, scraping her nipple across his teeth and gums
    and the roof of his mouth. She sighed in pleasure as tiny flames
    of excitement leapt to her groin. He squeezed both breasts
    together and sucked her nipples simultaneously, making her gasp
    when he nibbled sharply, briefly on her hard nipples.

    "Ohhhh yes!" she gasped. "Oh god Ramesh yes!"

    Chuckling softly, he moved his head lower, down her firm belly to
    her crotch and she spread her legs and caressed his head. He
    licked her slit gently and she murmured softly, moving his head
    round and round in her crotch.

    "Mm, that's lovely. Come on, give me your cock."

    He swung around and they sixty-nined. His penis was wonderful,
    thick and long and dark and she took it in her mouth and sucked
    gently on it, savouring its taste and weight and size. His tongue
    was lovely in her cunt, thick and rough and adroit. He rolled off
    and she slid her body over his, straddling his hips and swiftly
    impaling her cunt on her driver's penis. Suddenly, she giggled. He
    grinned, looking at her astride him, and squeezed her breasts

    "What's the joke, cunt?"

    She laughed. "Hey. When you do this to me, what are you?"


    "My screwdriver!"

    Ramesh laughed. She bent over and kissed him, sliding her tongue
    into his mouth. Her breasts were hot and heavy in his hands and
    she began to rock gently on his penis.

    An hour later, they were ready to leave. She came downstairs and
    said goodbye to the servants to had lined up at the door. She
    kissed each of them in turn, gently and tenderly, fondling their
    crotches. Pandu pawed her breasts and asked if he could fuck her
    one last time.

    "Do all of you want to?" she murmured, looking at Laxman and the
    cook and the gardener.

    They nodded and she smiled. "Okay, come on then. Out on the

    On the porch, Rajashri let them strip her slowly and fondle her
    body. One by one, she undressed them, pulling off their shirts,
    opening their shorts or trousers and gently fondling their long
    penises. Without exception, all the servants were well endowed.
    Rajashri let them crowd around her and, murmuring in pleasure,
    kissed one, then another, then the third and the fourth. Hands
    caressed her breasts and buttocks and cunt. Her body warmed with
    excitement and lust.

    She turned first to the gardener and, kissing him, slowly,
    lasciviously slid down his body, pausing briefly to suck his
    nipples, going down to her knees. Taking his cock in her fingers,
    she lifted it to her lips and started to suck it gently, her head
    rocking back and forth. The gardener grunted and fucked her face
    slowly, with visible pleasure, rocking her head back and forth in
    his hands. His cock swelled in her mouth. Then she turned to the
    cook and, when he was erect, to Laxman and finally to the
    impatient, grumbling Pandu.

    She laughed softly as she sucked him, and relented and let him
    fuck her first. Lying on her back on the cool tiles, Rajashri
    parted her legs and the servant bent over her and slowly ground
    his cock into her, watching her face and gasping. She moaned
    thickly, caressing his back and her hips bucked up to meet his in
    descent. Her hands slid down to grip his buttocks and her legs
    wound taut about his lean hips as she drew him deep into her
    flesh. His cock throbbed powerfully and she loved every inch of it
    inside her.

    "C'mon, Pandu," she said, kissing him deeply. "Now fuck me hard!"

    The servants fucked her by turns, quickly and deeply, thrusting
    greedily into her clonic, convulsing cunt again and again, taking
    her in different positions. After Pandu had finished, the cook
    fucked her from behind, kneeling behind her and holding her hips
    and rocking her cunt back and forth along the length of his thick,
    long penis. Then it was Laxman's turn and he fucked her on her
    side, lying behind her and jigging her eagerly up and down on his
    upright penis. The gardener loved sodomising her and she let him
    have his way, bowing to his desire when he squeezed his massive
    cock into her rear channel.

    Each of them came hard, spewing his gunk into her cunt or mouth or
    anus. Finally, they were sated and, after a few minutes, she rose.
    Going back to the bedroom, she cleaned up and said her final adieu
    and climbed into her car. Ramesh gunned the engine and the car
    slid smoothly forward. Rajashri waved to the servants and then
    rolled up the window and leaned back in her seat.

    "Home," she said. "Take me home Ramesh. And drive slowly."

    She slept for an hour and then, waking, told Ramesh to pull off
    the highway onto a small dirt track that led to the Indrayani
    river. He stopped the car on the riverbank and she got out and
    strolled down the edge, her sandals in her hands, dipping her feet
    in the rippling water. Ramesh followed at a distance. Rajashri
    strolled back to a leafy tree by the river's edge. There was a
    soft grassy carpet at its foot. She turned to her chauffeur and

    "Come here, lover," she murmured, unbuttoning her blouse. "Come
    and fuck me."

    Ramesh grinned and sauntered up. She tilted her face to his,
    closing her eyes and murmuring as his tongue snaked into her mouth
    and his hands cupped her beautiful breasts. She unbuttoned his
    tunic slowly, caressing his muscular torso with her shapely
    fingers and then slowly unbuttoned his trousers and pulled down
    his fly. His penis was warm and thick and inviting in her hands.
    With a soft sigh, Rajashri slid to her knees on the grassy verge
    and, opening her mouth, took her servant's penis in her mouth.

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