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Next, Nazriya licked the head, rimmed the crown with long, hard strokes with her stiff tongue, and flicked at the Y junction that she knew would curl his toes instantly. She kept this up, now pumping and stroking his cock as she did to keep it long and hard. From time to time, she would reach with her hand splayed in passion and stroke the length of his thighs, feeling the hard muscles of his quads.

At this, Nazriya moaned and her ministrations quickened. She cupped his balls in her left hand as if to reassure her of the heft she knew was there, and then tugged on them the way he loved - careful but not too. She reapplied herself to licking his cock shaft, even sucking on it sideways from the base upwards while licking at the same time! She spent time on each rivulet of vein, following one down and another up, seeming to draw them to the surface like tiny ropes.

She took his cock in her mouth, sucking the large head as her cheeks hollowed, and she gazed deeply into his eyes. A smile worked its way around her full mouth and lips. Now, she took in half his cock, closed her eyes and headed with her lips to the base, stifling her gag reflex as his cock head touched the back of her throat.

"My little wife, you have become an expert cock sucker," Viswanath said holding her hair in his hands and thrusting his cock into her throat.

She eyed him with lustful abandonment then drew back, releasing his swollen hard cock from her mouth.

"I am happy that you made me a cock sucker. I'm going to ride you my, and fuck you my husband, like a bitch in heat," she said with a gleam in her eye.

"You are a slut young wife of mine, and I love you," Viswanath said as she mounted astride him, and guided his long thick dick to her hot wet pussy.

"You know Nazriya, my young wife, what I love, "said Viswanath.

"My husband, we have wasted already one year after I marry your son. All along your son was fucking me during this period and now, I want to make up for lost time," she said. She teased herself by rubbing her labia wings and clit with his now engorged head.

Then she said, "Your son does not want a baby now from me because it will be hindrance for him to fucking me. But I have decided to have a baby from my new husband who is father of my old husband. I think by this time, I am already pregnant by my new husband."

She guided the full head inside herself, dropping onto the nicely thickened shaft. "Oh," she exclaimed with a throaty cry as she felt him hit her cervix.

Nazriya settled and wriggled her bottom until she felt things were just right, and Viswanath's cock fully into her cunt. She used her hips in a gliding motion to fuck him in a steady, sensual rhythm, her huge breasts dangling above him - a temptation no man could resist!

Her dark pink cup-sized areolas and nipples hardened. Viswanath eased up and took each in his mouth in turn, giving oral supplication like a starving infant. At first, he suckled with both hands on a single breast to guide the nipple to its haven of warmth. His tongue next circled round and round each nipple, then licked each one back and forth, on and on. He used his hands to continue kneading her breasts, then to pull and squeeze her nipples.

Suddenly, she began to buck wildly in response to his ministrations.

Viswanath urged her on, "That's right baby, you are a cock crazy slut, fuck me!"

"Yes, I am your slut," she said.

This spurred her to even newer heights, and all the while Viswanath had remained still, letting her have this moment of glory on top, impaled on his swollen manhood, gliding, and bucking them to sensational heights. Now, placing his hands on her ass, Viswanath began to thrust upward with his hips to begin his turn of fucking her from below.

As his strokes quickened, he began to suck and nibble each nipple in turn on each up stroke. As he tired slightly, he lay back and she took over once again with her nimble gliding fuck.

Not as much traction, but it still kept the fires blazing. She arched her back, then reached behind with her left hand, and felt for his cock and balls, leaning round so she was able to gather his large balls, tug, and pull.

"Love your balls baby, so full for me. Going to fill me with your sperm?"said Nazriya.

He grunted his assent.

Satisfied, she went back to her gliding fuck.

This spurred her to more gyrations on his cock, mixing the gliding motion with bucking up and down, finally settling back on her rhythm glide. All the time, her pendulous breasts were bouncing, flapping and slapping her torso - and each other on occasion, when she really got going. As he looked at her, he could see she was consumed by lust; her eyes were unfocused, her lips swollen, her face flushed.

Finally, as her breasts flashed furiously, she gathered one breast in the crook of her arm as she reached across, and cupped the other, rolling her eyes at him as if to say it was a bit too much for her tender, sensitive breasts. Viswanath kissed the air at each of her breasts, then one directed at her lips. She just nodded breathlessly as their movements in unison continued. Her hair spread wide forming hallow around her face.

As Viswanath took his turn next, fucking her from beneath, he quickened the pace, and rammed his cock even harder. This caused a chain reaction, she began to sense her cum, throwing back her head and opening her mouth as a stream of obscenities, and cries escaped her lips.

"Yes, fuck me you stud, my new husband... oh, god yes... Harder, harder, fuck me harder with your dick... Oh, baby, your cock... Fuck, fuck yes, ohh, ahhh!" She squealed, and screamed as her eyes rolled back in her head.

Viswanath kept up a finishing stroke rhythm, and slowed to a stop as she came on top of him. She collapsed down on him while he made sure to stay inside her firmly pressed against her pubis as even now gentle shudders rolled through her body. He rolled over until she was now on top, never pulling out.

Viswanath kissed her all over; covering her like a stallion covers and mounts a mare. They rested for but a moment and then, like a phoenix rising, Viswanath began a slow fucking pace, in and out, in and out, making sure to stroke the full length of his cock.

"You didn't come?" she cried, pleasantly surprised to feel his cock still moving inside her.

Nazriya murmured soft at first, urging him on repeatedly. Viswanath just kept fucking her, now determined to fuck her as long as he could without stopping. She soon was back into it as his length was drenched in her womanly cum when his curved cock had done its job by hitting her G spot with his swollen cock head.

"Oh god, you're so thick, you are a stallion, so big, yes... Fuck me - hard, make me cum again and again," Nazriya rambled in her horny ecstasy.

Now as Viswanath stroked her, on every third or fourth stroke he would ram her hard and fast. He bent down, and sucked on her nipples, then licked round and round the nipple as before, and flicked hard with his tongue. She wiggled underneath him in response. He kept fucking her hard, alternating the rhythm and the angle of his strokes to hit her pussy and clit all over. She had a series of mini orgasms, giving them both ever-deepening satisfactions.

Viswanath continued fucking her harder, deeper and faster until he was in that super phase of blurred action. Soon he could feel his balls tighten and his ass muscles grip and his thrusts went into overdrive as he began to come hard and long.

Viswanath groaned with the effort. "Ahhhhhhhh!" he bellowed in a conquering voice as he filled her with a load of cum, spurt, after spurt.

Steadily, he kept fucking, stroking and milking both for every second of delicious aftermath. He pulled out and a small river of love juices drizzled out of her pussy.

Without hesitation, he scooted back until his face could reach her pussy, and he could gaze at her lovely, swollen pussy lips. He had always loved the extra-large folds of her labia that draped around her pussy, and now he pulled them out to their majestic fullness, like big butterfly wings. He twirled them between his thumb and fingers, and watched as her back arched and she thrust her pussy forward.

Then Viswanath licked them, sucked on them into his mouth like tiny ball sacs, drawing them into his mouth with building frenzy, tasting her gushed love juices, and his own sperm as they became one.

She let out a sudden groan, "Ohhhh, baby!"

She bucked against his tongue in a mock fucking motion, and so he fucked her greedily with his hardened tongue until she came again in shudders that rippled down her body, moaning sounds that were sweet as honey in the throes of her final coming. Viswanath had lost count of the number of orgasms she had enjoyed, and felt a rush of something like a wave of emotion rising from within him, knowing the pleasure he had given her.

Viswanath crawled up to her mouth, and kissed her, returning the tastes of their love juices to her lips. She could only smile and groan as they kissed passionately, their lovemaking over for now.

Viswanath whispered to her as he held her close, "I love you my little young wife, you goddess of lust."

For just a second, a smile flickered across her countenance, as if for once she would take the compliment into her heart. She smiled and playfully slapped his shoulder.

In Kolkata, Mr.Ghosh arranged a grand reception of his son's wedding ceremony on the fourthday of the marriage. A lot of friends and relatives were invited. In the night, the groom,Akash Ghosh fucked his newlywed wife,Nivetha.

He was very happy to fuck his young and virgin (Infact she was not a virgin at all) wife Nivetha. Dr.Amit had seen Akash Ghosh from his toddler stage. The irony of the fact was that his neighbor Uncle Amit's seed had already planted in the womb of his newlywed wife Nivetha.

Aditya wished all the best to his younger sister Nivetha and his new brother-in-law, and returned next day to Dhanbad. Before returning, he had already planted his seed in the womb of his mother-in-law, Shriya. He reached Dhanbad and warmly received by his wife Nazriya. Nazriya was very clever, she was well aware of the fact that she had already been impregnated by her father-in-law, Viswanath so in the same night she induced Aditya for a fucking so that she could tell him in future that she was pregnant out of this union.

Next day, Aditya's mom Nayanthara along with Vijay also reached home. She knew already that Vijay's seed was already in her womb so like Nazriya she also induced Viswanath for a fucking in that night for evidence that she was pregnant due to this union.

After 4 months, the households of Viswanath and Dr.Amit got the good news which was shared amongst them. Nayanthara revealed the news to Viswanath that she was pregnant and her daughter-in-law, Nazriya was also pregnant. In the same evening they received news from Nivetha's In-laws that Nivetha was pregnant. After sometimes, they received a call from Dr.Amit that his wife (Shriya, mother of Nazriya) was also pregnant.

After 10 months, first a male child was born from Nayanthara. Viswanath was very happy to have a second son, Aditya was also very happy to have a tiny brother, and the happiest person was Vijay, who became a bachelor father for the first time.

Then a male child was born from Shriya. Dr.Amit was very happy to have a son, Nazriya was very happy to have a youngest brother, but the happiest person was husband of Nazriya, Aditya. Aditya got an opportunity to become a real father.

Similarly, after few days, Nazriya gave birth to a son. Everybody was happy, Aditya became a father, Nayanthara became a grandmother but the happiest person was Viswanath, who was not only the grandfather of the baby but he was the real father.

Nivetha also gave birth to a son and the Ghosh family was very proud to have a grandson, but the most proud person was their neighbor Dr.Amit, who was the real father of the baby.

Everybody was happy.

...... THE END......

 

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After few days I came home unwontedly one hot midsummer morning, and found my wife fornicating with the servant.

They saw me. They didn't stop. Didn't miss a beat. They just went right on fucking, feverish and rabid. They actually seemed to enjoy having me there, the hapless, helplessly watching cuckold, my presence seeming to spur them. Their cries grew louder, lewder and both looked at me as their bodies thrashed and heaved and writhed in that frantic, eager, obscene lust.

Eesha lay naked on her back across the width of the bed, her legs spread wide, her knees forked and raised, her back arched, her gorgeous, swollen breasts thrust out, her nipples visibly stiff and nut-hard with excitement, the dark aureoles puckered. Her lovely face was flung back, almost over the edge of the bed, and it was a vision of lust: her eyes were wide and glassy, her nostrils were flared, and her mouth was open in a loud cry of lust that, as she saw me, died on her lips; but only momentarily. A slavish smile lit her face and I heard her moan again, now with heightened arousal.

Kneeling between my wife's splayed thighs with his legs folded under his buttocks, his knees spread wide, his hands under her thighs was our recently engaged twenty-two year old servant, Ramu. He was a tall, lean, muscular, handsome youth, with clean-shaven finely chiselled features: his nose was slim and straight, his eyes were deep and dark, his black hair was thick, his jaw was rugged. His body was strong, with broad shoulders sweeping past a deep and well-cleaved chest to a narrow waist and high hips. His arms and legs were long and sinewy, with thick, rounded muscles. His belly was flat, rock-hard, with a prominent six-pack of hard, cobbled muscles. His torso was hairless, even the armpits shorn.

And then there was that cock of his. It was truly magnificent, bigger than mine by far, a dream tool. I could see it clearly: at least nine inches or more in length, over two inches thick, standing out proud and rigid in front of heavy, low balls. When I came in, his buttocks were half-flexed, his hips in mid-thrust, hers in mid-rise and his cock was half-in, half-out of her cunt, its thick, long shaft glistening with their comingled coital juices. He stopped his thrust when he saw me; his eyes darted in fleeting panic from my face to hers; saw and gauged her reaction; and immediately his eyes and face lit with a triumphant, gloating grin and now, entirely for my benefit, he squeezed his cock back deeper into my wife's cunt, going in slowly and deeply. She moaned her lust aloud. The slut.

Physically, sexually, he was everything I was not. I could see why Eesha found him attractive. And how could he, for his part, have resisted her? She is one terrific looker, a great piece of ass. She is very lovely, very sexy, still has the irresistible bloom of youth. Slender and dusky, she has an elegant face, with high cheekbones, a straight nose, perfect teeth, a lovely smile and dark, elongated, kohl-rimmed eyes. Her mouth is sexy with a slender upper lip, the lower full and straight. The chin and jaw are beautifully sculpted and firm. Her shoulder length hair is dark and silky smooth. She wears small diamond earrings, finger-rings and toe-rings and a gold chain twinkles around her long and graceful neck. There are sexy hollows in her throat and shoulders. Her body is stunningly curved. Her breasts are full and ripe, tipped with dark aureoles and stubby nipples. Her belly is firm and flat, her hips are flared, and her buttocks are delectable curves. Her limbs are slender and well turned with shapely legs and slender ankles and wrists. Her fingers and toes are long and well shaped. Between her legs, the dark delta of her pubic hair is neatly trimmed.

And she loves sex. She craves it, hankers for it, demands it, always has since her early teens but she never showed after the last incidient she chnaged a lot. After that I have never been able to match her appetite. There was just no way could the servant have denied her, or she him.

Now a slow, lascivious smile creased her lovely face. Without taking her eyes off my face, she spoke to her lover.

"C'mon, Ramu ... show him. Show him everything you do to me. Everything. Let him see. Let him know! C'mon, fuck me ... fuck me like a whore ... fuck me hard!"

Her hands slid up to her swollen breasts, squeezing them erotically together, offering them to her servant-lover. Kneeling above her, the servant grinned, right into my face, then down at her, and flexed his buttocks and thrust deep into her, making her arch and gasp in pure, unfaked pleasure.

All I could do was watch numbly.

"Yeh, c'mon ... take it, slut!" Ramu grunted, flexing his buttocks and driving his cock deep into her cunt.

Beneath him, Eesha gasped as his penis surged into her cunt. Her hips jerked up at his and her body arched steeply under his. Her head arched back and her fingers clawed at his sprawling shoulders.

"OHHHH uhh Ohma uhh yes ... c'mon ... do it, baby ... fuck me! Oh that's so good ... yeh ... ohh uhh yes ... c'mon ... shove your cock right up my slit, baby ... ahhhh uhh yes ... oh fuck yes! C'mon! Fuck me, Ramu! Fuck me hard! Ohma uh yes uhhh Ohh Ramu!"

He moved masterfully, his muscles rippling like snakes under his taut skin, his hips rocking to and fro in a beautifully controlled rhythm. I watched, mesmerized, as his enormous cock ground in and out of her cunt, appearing and disappearing and shining and glistening with their consilient coital fluids. Her body jerked and rocked under his thrusts, her swollen breasts jiggling and bouncing sexily. She moaned and gasped her joy, digging her fingers into his bulging biceps, squeezing his buttocks, crushing her own breasts in excitement.

My erection was monstrous.

Grinning at me, the servant unfolded his legs and bend over her on outstretched arms and knees. He lifted his hips and, his eyes on my face, with a skewering rush of his hips, his buttocks flexing taut, thrust deep and hard into my wife's flesh. She cried out sharply, arching even more steeply, shuddering, her fingers clenching his bulging biceps. He laughed softly, scarcely out of breath and began moving fast, fucking her demonically. His hips rocked rapidly up and down, up and down, back and forth, to and fro, his buttocks flexing and unflexing. Under him, Eesha's body jerked and snapped with his thrusts, her swollen breasts bouncing wildly, the gold chain around her neck tossing, her feet locked in the small of his back. Her cries and lewd love-calls grew sharper, higher, and louder.

"OH! Ohma uhh OH uh oh yeh oh uh oh uh oh uh OHH uhh OHH uh OH uh OHHHHH!" she called loudly in broken, staccato gasps. "C'mon, Ramu ... fuck me ... fuck me! Your cock feels so good! C'mon! Shove it in! Shove it right up my cunt!"

"Yeh, that's it!" he grunted, really into the act with a vengeance now. "C'mon, you whoring bitch! Take my cock!" He grinned at me. "Your wife's a helluva slut, boss," he said. I noticed he didn't use the honorific and more respectful aap, just the familiar tu. I guess it made sense, given the circumstances. "Got a helluva itch in her cunt, the slut! And a nice and hot and tight cunt it is, too!" He laughed softly. "Loves fucking the servants, doncha, whore?"

 

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"Yes!" Eesha gasped, feverishly bucking her hips under his. He thrust deep into her and she arched and cried out and, as he slid out, moaned in pleasure, her hands sliding down his muscular back, clenching his buttocks, drawing him back deep into her. "Oh god yes, Ramu yes! I love fucking you! All of you! OHHH uhhh OHHHH Ramu uhh ohma uh yes uhh OHHHHH c'mon uh ohma uh yes uh c'mon, Ramu, c'mon! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" And then, "Show him! Don't stop! Show him everything!"

The servant winked broadly at me. "Hear that? See how she begs like a whore!"

He bent his head, his shoulders knotting together, and kissed her hard, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth. Eesha moaned and sucked on his tongue and lips, her arms wound slavishly about his sprawling shoulders, her feet hooked behind his knees, her swollen breasts flattening against his chest. His hips kept rocking up and down, his buttocks flexing and unflexing. He rose again and now I saw him grit his teeth and arch his head and groan thickly. He moved faster now, plunging steeply in and out of her cunt. Her body jerked and rocked under his thrusts, her breasts bouncing wildly.

As if on cue, they slowed and I realised that this wasn't the first time they'd been together. They knew each other's moods and desires too well. He slid smoothly out of her and, unbidden, still gasping and panting, she rolled slowly onto her front, facing me, raised on her forearms and knees, her body slanting down away from him. Her breasts hung heavy and pendulous, her gold necklace swung free. Her face glowed with a soft radiance of lust. She shuffled her legs apart and turned her face over her slender shoulder to the servant.

"Fuck me," I heard her groan. "C'mon, Ramu, fuck me from behind ... like a bitch ..."

The man chuckled and moved forward on his knees, pressing his cock-head between the curves of her buttocks. "She really loves it like this," he informed me. "Real bitch."

Now I had my chance. I turned the tables on them. I had my little vengeance. I stepped past them insouciantly, opened my cupboard and pulled out my digital video camera. I turned back to them. They were gaping at me. I grinned, winked and turned on the video camera.

"Go on," I said calmly, even cheerfully even. "She's a real randy bitch. A total slut. Keep fucking her, my friend. She likes that. Always did. Ever since she was 17."

I started filming them, moving in front to get a head-on shot. On the bed, Eesha moaned, her excitement as visible and naked as the rest of her. She got into the act very quickly and I could see that this new shift was actually arousing her.

"C'mon, Ramu, c'mon! Fuck me like a bitch!"

The servant moved his cock-head to her cunt-lips, wet and unfurled and quickly squeezed his cock-head into her. She bit her lower lip in anticipation. He gripped her hips, chuckled, and, in one long, punishing, piercing stroke, his buttocks flexing taut, his hips jamming against her buttocks, thrust deep and hard into her. She cried out sharply, a call of the purest joy, her mouth opening in a wide O, her head lifting.

"OHHHHH uh OHMA uhhh ohhhh uhh OHHH Ramu uhh OHHH!" she went.

"Yeh! Oh fuck yes!" he exulted. "C'mon! Take my cock!"

He started fucking her rapidly with deep, skewering thrust. His hips swung to and fro, his buttocks flexing and unflexing. In the camera's viewfinder, I could see his huge cock appearing and disappearing between the curves of her buttocks, grinding wetly in and out of her cunt. Her body rocked and jerked under his thrusts, her swollen breasts bouncing, her gold necklace tossing back and forth. His hands dug into the soft flesh of her hips as he moved faster, his thighs now slapping loudly against her buttocks, grunting and calling loud obscenities to her. Beneath him, she rocked back and forth, her shoulders hunching as her head sank low. He moved faster and I filmed him thudding into her, making her breasts bounce violently, her necklace tossing wildly. Her cries grew higher and her face contorted in lust, and I saw her squeeze her breasts feverishly, reach back and pull her buttocks further open for him.

"OHH yes! Oh god yes, Ramu, yes! Oh ma uh yes uhh OHHH!" she cried. "Oh yes! Fuck me! Yes! That's it! OH uh OH uh OH uh OH uh OHHHHH uh OHHHHH!"

He was moving furiously now, his thighs slapping loudly at her buttocks, caroming off them, his balls pressing to her cunt-lips with each thrust.

"Yes c'mon whore bitch yes! Take it! Take my cock!"

He slapped her buttocks sharply and she gasped and he grinned at me, then bent slowly over her body, pushing his hands under her breasts to cup and squeeze her turgid breasts. She turned her face over her shoulder and I watched them kiss, the servant and his memsahib, my wife, deeply and with enormous, visible desire. He slowed his thrusts for a moment and moved his legs apart and rose into a deep crouch on his heels astride her hips, his feet on either side of her belly, his fingers steepled in the small of her back. She was pinned under him and in this position his cock could drive down into her especially deep. She sank her torso lower on the bed, her face on one side on the sheets, her arms spread, whimpering thickly now.

"C'mon, cunt, whore, c'mon! Take my cock, you whoring bitch! Take it all!" He thrust in harder and faster, grunting loudly. "Let him hear yer, whore! Tell him you like it! Let your asshole husband hear it from yer! Let him hear your voice when a real man fucks you! C'mon, whore!"

It came quickly, eagerly, in loud, rattling, full-throated cries of ecstasy. "Yes! Oh god yes, Ramu yes! Oh ma uhhh yes oh god yes, c'mon, Ramu! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Fuck my cunt like a whore! Stuff me, Ramu! It feels so good!"

The servant moved in faster, now pistoning and plunging steeply in and out of my wife's cunt, jerking her body to and fro under his. The man was relentless. He just kept going. I could never have lasted half as long; the servant showed no signs of tiring or losing control. His body language was aggressive, dominant and demanding. Clearly, he was fucking my wife for his pleasure now. But there was nothing crude about his technique. It was a masterful performance: superbly adroit, totally in charge. It was obvious she loved every second of it, being fucked hard and rough like this, being treated like a common gutter whore.

From where I stood, facing them, I missed nothing. Eesha's face was turned to me and the effulgence of lust and excitement on her face said everything. Her back was arched upward from her shoulders to her raised hips and thrust-out buttocks. The servant's muscular body straddled hers and I could see his huge, dark, glistening penis stroking furiously in and out and up and down, plunging and pistoning like a mechanised trip-hammer, powering in and out of her wanton flesh, each thrust drawing a cracked sob of pleasure from her throat.

He slowed his tempo gradually and shuffled his feet back up a bit, lifted her torso up on her outstretched arms and hands again. She moaned, her shoulders hunching together, her head bowed, mouth open, her body jerking and rocking, her breasts bouncing, gold necklace tossing and swinging. He fucked her with slow, deep, skewering thrusts now, taking his time, evidently recouping his energy and staving off their orgasms. He moved his hand to her face and she kissed his fingers, sucking the fingertips sexily. Reaching down, he cupped her breasts again, squeezing them, pinching and tugging at her long nipples. She groaned, squirming her butt in his crotch and lifted and turned her face again and I watched them kiss again, with lots of tongue.

"Ramu ... please ... fuck my ass," I heard her moan thickly, breaking the kiss.

 

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"Hear that?" he crowed, grinning at me. "She even takes it up the ass. Didn't know that, did ya? Hope you're enjoying the show! Now just watch how I stuff your whoring wife up the ass, wimp!"

Up the ass? I couldn't believe it. I'd never imagined she'd agree to that, let alone want it or like it. In all our years together, I'd had no indication. This I had to see. I watched, my erection bursting as the servant took his cock in his hand and pressed it to her anus. I saw her tense fractionally, then relax and yield. She moaned eagerly.

The servant grinned devilishly. "See what I mean?" he said to me. Now just watch!"

A trifle rhetorical, that, I thought sardonically. I wasn't going anywhere and all three of us knew it. What was happening before my eyes was much too horrific, compelling, erotic and irresistible. At the moment, I was struggling to stop creaming in my pants and keep the camera steady. I had circled around to a side-on shot now.

The servant grinned down at her and nodded once. Slowly, he slid out of her and instantly she moved her knees further apart and bent forward steeply again, lifting her buttocks and opening her anus for the servant's pleasure. He moved away from her and from the small side-table beside the bed picked up a jar of lubricant I hadn't ever seen before. Unscrewing the lid, he scooped a gob on one finger and slowly coated her anus with it, then slid his finger into her, up to the knuckle. Beneath him, Eesha shivered in pleasure. He lubricated her rear channel thoroughly with more of the sufficient, then generously salved his cock-shaft and cock-head.

Satisfied, he moved over her again in a crouch and pressed his cock-head to her anus. She tensed again, and then yielded and instantly he pressed inward and his huge cock-head popped into her rear channel. She gasped once, loudly, tensing, chewing her lower lip, her eyes closed.

My eyes fell on the jar of lubricant. It bore a small label, facing me now. It said the salve was for 'use during sexual intercourse' and that it was non-toxic, with no side effects and 'safe for ingestion.' Well, well.

Back on the bed, Ramu had now thoroughly embedded his huge cock in my wife's ass. She moaned and gasped feverishly under him, her buttocks writhing and squirming, her head hanging between her arms, shaking drunkenly. Pressing his hands into the small of her back, the servant began sodomising her slowly and deeply and thoroughly. He moved unhurriedly, lifting his hips, drawing his huge cock-length out till just the cock-head was inside her, then slowly drilling deep into her again. She groaned and whimpered with each inward thrust. Gradually, he quickened the tempo and began moving faster, yet never losing the rhythm. He bent over her again so that they were now like copulating canines, his feet on either side of her belly, his knuckles on the bed outside her hands, his arms outstretched. His hips rose and fell and his glistening cock stroked steeply up and down and in and out of her rear channel. Her body jerked and rocked under his and I saw her twist her shoulder and thrust a hand under her legs and press her finger to her cunt, arch it inward and start masturbating slowly. Her voice rose in pitch and volume and the room filled with their cries.

"Yes ... uhhhh yes Ramu yes! C'mon! Do it! Fuck my ass!"

"Oh fuck yes! C'mon, whore! Take my cock!" he rasped.

Her finger worked her clit and cunt feverishly now and her hips shook and jerked and rocked under his thrusts as she soared to a wild orgasm. It hit her hard and she gasped, crying out, her hand flying back to her buttocks, the fingers of the other hand scrunching the counterpane. The servant let it come, peak and pass and kept moving, going even faster now, each thrust making her cry out sharply in an agony of lust.

Her orgasm ebbed and she moaned, turning her face to his, enticing him to yet another deep, lingering kiss. "I want to suck your cock, Ramu," I heard her murmur breathlessly.

The servant grinned at her and then up me, mocking me, and slid out of my wife's anus, making her gasp softly. He turned around and leaned back on his elbows, bending his knees and spreading his legs wide. His rampant penis glistened, quivering upright. With a loud moan, she turned around and buried her face in his crotch, sucking his rampant penis feverishly, crushing her breasts in her hands. He grunted, one hand on her head, moving it up and down to suit his pleasure, caressing her face, feeling her lips on his cock-shaft. She pumped his cock in her fist, opening her mouth wide, running her tongue around the bulging cock-head, running her tongue and teeth up and down the thick, vein-ridged shaft, so recently a welcome guest in her anus, then ducking her head and sucking his heavy balls, then sucking his cock again, her face distending with its size and the working of her tongue on it.

"God, I love fucking you," she groaned. "I love fucking all you servants. I love your cocks."

Servants? Plural? How many others had she fucked, did she fuck? My mind reeled in shock and amazement.

Ramu chuckled, one eye on me. "C'mon whore ... suck my cock!" he said. "Suck hard! Show him how much you want me!"

She squeezed her breasts over his cock-head, kissing and licking his belly, rising to suckle on his small, hard, dark nipples, then went down hungrily again to nuzzle his crotch, caressing her face with his cock. He pushed her head to his penis again, commanding her to suck him, watching her as she obeyed, my wife-slut.

"Now I'll fuck your mouth properly, whore. C'mon."

He got to his feet on the bed, legs apart and she rose on her knees before him, whimpering and moaning. I watched her take his cock in one hand, pumping it hard, opening her mouth and licking the bulging cock-head lasciviously. He watched her, head bent, one hand on the back of her head, his fingers twined in her hair. Slowly, he pushed her head into his groin and she opened her mouth wide and took him deep into it.

"Yes! Suck it! Suck harder, whore! Such harder!" he gasped.

She obeyed at once, her head moving from side to side, her cheeks billowing with the thickness of his cock-head in her mouth. The servant held her face in his hands and moved her head to and fro in his groin, fucking her mouth. His cock was huge and yet she managed to take it all, deep into her mouth, sucking feverishly, hungrily, her hands on her breasts and I realised that her sexual hunger was still unsated, that she was still in deep rut. How much more, I wondered, how much longer would she go on, how much more could she take, how much more did she want? How could I ever have satisfied her? How could I have dared believe I had ever been able to satisfy her?

On and on she went, begging and moaning, urging him to come in her mouth. The servant laughed at her.

"Beg, whore, beg!" he chortled. "Show him how much you want your servant!"

Just for my benefit, to make sure I wouldn't miss a thing, they turned to me in profile and my wife turned her face to me and laughed at me, her eyes shining with pleasure and arousal, the servant's pre-cum gunk shiny on her lips and cheeks. She kissed his cock, moving her face behind it, looking at me over it, then tilted her lovely dark eyes up at her servant-lover.

"Yes ... it's true ... I want you. You and all your pals. All of you!"

The servant laughed and pulled her head back to his crotch and she went back to sucking him hard. He fucked her face quickly now, pumping his hips to and fro, gasping and grunting, his cock bloating her mouth.

With a shuddering moan, he came and she groaned and opened her mouth wide under his cock, jerking his cock feverishly. I saw the servant's jizz spew thick and heavy and jet into my wife's mouth, splashing on her cheeks and neck and breasts and dribbling down her body. She moaned, smiling wantonly, gratefully up at him, and swallowed his cum, scooping it off her breasts and licking her fingers.

As if on cue, I felt someone by me and Raghu, the other servant rushed in, breathless, brushing past me.

"Fuck, sorry, sorry, sorry ... got held up!" he cried.

He saw me, stopped, saw them, understood at once what had happened and was going on and his handsome face split in a huge grin of delight. Still grinning, he tore off his clothes, approaching the bed as Ramu backed away, chuckling. On the bed, my slut-wife laughed softly in pleasure and stretched her hand out to the second servant.

"You want more, yes?" asked. "You're ready? This pimp hasn't tired you too much?"

My beloved wife only shook her head. She went down on her back on the bed, drawing the second servant over her, spreading her legs under him. His cock was already hard, almost as big as Ramu's and I saw her fingers curl lovingly around it.

"I'm always ready for you.," she murmured and drew his head down to hers in a lingering kiss. "Lick my slit?"

The second servant chuckled softly, winked over his shoulder at me, turned back to her. He didn't seem to mind that her breasts and lips were still slippery with the other man's gunk. He moved his head down to her cum-sticky breasts and nipples, drawing the succulent mounds into his mouth, nibbling her still stiff nipples.

I moved to my closet again. Ramu looked at me curiously. On the bed, Raghu was already eating my wife's slit, his head between her bent knees. She whimpered softly, caressing her breasts, her head rolling languorously from side to side, one hand on his head moving it in her crotch. I saw his tongue flickering in and out of her wet cunt, darting to and fro, slithering up and down her cunt-lips, probing the soft flesh.

 

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I handed Ramu a roll of banknotes, perhaps a thousand or more. "Share it with him," I nodded to Raghu. "Fuck her together. I want to watch the three of you. I'll give you more. A whole lot more if it's two together."

The contempt vanished from his eyes. He kept the money. As I knew he would.

THE-END

 

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Nazriya was in lounge of a reputed software firm in Bangalore for her job interview as a Data Analyst. She never had the need to search for a job after her BE graduation as her husband Raman Mathur was earning quite well. Since his accident three months back, he had lost his job and the rent his medical bills were mounting up day by day, and Raman's family nor her family come to their help because of the inter religion marriage, and they had deserted them two years back when they got married against their wishes.

Nazriya was really desperate for a job, and she had been rejected by many companies because of her lack of experience. She needed this job very badly to get out the financial crisis and was able to get an interview in this good company, with a well **censored** position.

She went to the interview wearing black pants, a white shirt and a black blazer over her shirt to impress the people who were going to interview her. Nazriya was wearing a black lacy bra under her shirt the bra could be seen between the shirt buttons and her blazer was helping her to cover her modesty.

It was almost 5.30pm and Nazriya saw most of them logging out and leaving their cubicles. She was the last to be called inside the office for her interview. When she entered the office she saw a man in his mid thirties sitting behind the big desk and his name read as Rajesh Sharma. It was a corner office and the windows in the office were the ones to look out, unable to open them for safety.

The interview went fine and Nazriya was giving all the details Rajesh was asking her and could see that he was spending more time looking at her boobs and undressing her with his eyes unabashedly.

Nazriya thought that Rajesh was more interested in her breasts rather than her resume. She thought why not entice him by showing her cleavage and impress him to get the job which she needed so badly.

She asked him, "Do you mind if I remove my blazer Sir, it's very hot in here." He smiled at her and said it was fine with him. She could see him trying to adjust himself in his seat behind his desk.

Nazriya removed her blazer and saw his eyes widen when he saw her breasts trying to pop out from her tight shirt. The interview went on some time and she thought he was taking his own time to interview her.

She saw Rajesh kept staring at her breasts and trying to look at her resume but she could tell he was still looking at her boobs he said, "Well, Nazriya, you have good qualifications, but I wonder if they are real or fake. You may have a chance to get this job, only if you could prove that your...qualifications are for real."

Nazriya knew exactly what he was talking about and that is when she realized this man wanted to see or maybe feel her breasts! She was offended and got mad on hearing him say that as the interview was turning into something sexual. She was tempted to walk out right then and there but she didn't as she needed this job very badly. Nazriya knew that she made her first mistake by removing her blazer exposing her breasts on her tight white shirt to impress him.

"Yes SIR, my qualifications are REAL, not fake. I think you need to read my resume carefully." Nazriya replied in a firm tone and let him know she knew what he was talking about. She thought that would end this but it didn't.

Rajesh smiled back at her and said, "Well, I guess I have to take your word for it. But this is an important job and I can't take chances on someone who might not have the right qualifications or is faking them."

"Sir, I am not a small school girl and I am 26 years old married lady and I know you are referring to my breasts. I can file a complaint to the police for sexual harassment."

Rajesh's smile was gone and said," Nazriya, I'm sorry if you misunderstood me. I think you are not suitable for the job here. I will get in touch with you if a suitable job comes up."

He placed her resume in the file folder and looked at her. Nazriya wondered if her attitude cost her job just now. Her mind was full of confusion as she was trying to think what went wrong, but then she caught him staring at her breasts again and she knew that she was right.

Nazriya badly needed this job and she knew that ball was in her court now. She could just have walked out of there with her dignity and head held high. Nazriya thought of the balance house rent and the mounting medical bills of her husband and the desperation for the job took over her common sense.

"Ok Sir. I will prove that they are real." Rajesh sat up hearing her. Nazriya began to unbutton her shirt and kept thinking, "What am I doing for a job.........Raman, please forgive me."

Rajesh had a wicked smile on his face as she completely unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it open revealing her lacy bra. She thought that would be enough for him, but he shook his head no and said, "Hmm,Nazriya, this is not sufficient, I need to see more."

Nazriya blushed as she unhooked her bra which was in the front and for the first time she was exposing her breasts to another man other than her hubby. She couldn't look at him as she pushed the bra cups off her breasts, the cool A/C air hit her nipples and they were erect. Nazriya looked up saw Rajesh standing up smiling, she looked down at his pants and she saw an erection.

 

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"You have nice qualifications; Nazriya, nice hard nipples and very good size breasts." He moved from his desk and stood in front of her.

" Nazriya how big is your...qualifications?"

"36Sir." Nazriya said and was ashamed of what she was doing and she sat down on the chair.

"GOOD, nice and beautiful qualifications, but I need to examine them more closely." With that, he moved behind her, reached over her shoulders and slowly ran his hands down to her boobs. Nazriya shivered as the man began to fondle her breasts.

She tried not to move, tried not show any pleasure; but when he began to play with and pull on her sensitive nipples she let out a moan. Nazriya experience intense pleasure when her sensitive nipples are touched or sucked on and Rajesh was doing the same which was getting her aroused. He pressed his crotch against the back of her head and she could feel his hard cock pressing against her head. She knew he had good length one and the girth was also more to her dismay.

Nazriya let him play with her boobs for few minutes. She just sat there and let this man, 'interview' her boobs and rub his hard cock on her head. Nazriya was very wet already as she was deprived of sex from three months with her hubby's accident. Every time he pulled on her nipples she moaned and he said, " Nazriya, you like me playing with your qualifications....eeerrr.....breasts."

Then he told her to stand up and she did without saying a word. He turned her around; Nazriya knew what he was going to do next. He bent his head down and began to suck on her breasts. He was so good at it that she let out a moan. Nazriya let the pleasure take over for a moment, placed her hands on his head, and guided him between her breasts letting him suck on both nipples. He looked up into her eyes as he flicked his tongue on her hard nipples, no matter how hard she tried to hide it; he could see the intense pleasure he was giving to her.

This went on for another five minutes or so before Rajesh suddenly stopped and walked behind his desk. He sat down and he told her to sit down too. Nazriya started to button up her shirt, but he stopped her before she got the first one buttoned up.

"Nazriya, your qualifications are real and perfect." she blushed and said "Thank you Sir. Then she saw a wicked smile on his face. "This job requires good oral skills, how is your oral communication skill?"

Nazriya wondered what he was talking about and saw his tongue move between his lips, she understood that he was asking her for a blowjob. She never enjoyed giving blowjob even to her hubby as she didn't like the-cum taste.

Nazriya hesitated and said, "Sir, please don't ask me to do that."

Rajesh stared at her, "Nazriya if you want this job you will have to show me some oral skills." Then he unbuttoned his pants and unzipped them. Nazriya watched as he pulled out his hard cock and she could see the pre-cum oozing out from the tip and cursed herself because of her dumb decision.

"It is time to show me your oral communication skills, Mrs. Nazriya."

Nazriya cursed herself for letting him go this far and thought that if she make him cum he might be happy at her and give her the job she needed so badly. Nazriya got up and slowly walked around to his side of the desk. She felt like a slut as she looked at him.

"Ok Sir, I will do it, but please don't make me swallow your cum." He smiled at her as she knelt down in front of him. As she reached for his cock he stopped her.

Rajesh stood up, looking down at her he said, " Nazriya if you want this job, impress me with your oral skills." He dropped his pants to his knees as she got ready to please him by sucking his cock. Rajesh wanted to see her suck his cock he wanted to stand over her, looking down at her as she gave him a blowjob. He wanted to her to feel like a slut in front of him. Nazriya grabbed his hard cock in her hands and it was throbbing; it was hot and sticky from his pre-cum. she cringed at knowing how it would taste as she opened her mouth.

"Nazriya! Look at me as you show me your oral skills." she looked up as him as she slid his cock into her mouth. His pre-cum tasted salty, sticky, she didn't have any choice but to swallow it.

Rajesh moaned as his cock disappeared in her mouth. Nazriya slid his shaft along her tongue, keeping her lips wrapped tightly around his thick shaft. When he felt her swallow his pre-cum he raised his eyebrows and smiled at her. Nazriya thought of giving him a quick blowjob and make him cum soon and went hard on his cock.

Rajesh shouted, "Don't rush me up, Nazriya. Take your time; I want to make sure your oral skills are perfect for the job."

Nazriya slowly worked his hard shaft in and out of her mouth. His moans could barely be heard over the slurping noise coming from her mouth as she sucked on his cock. He ran his fingers through her hair as she slowly slid his cock in and out of her mouth, repeatedly. A couple of times Nazriya let his cock pop out of her mouth to catch her breath. When she did that he hissed, "Lick it Nazriya. Lick my fucking cock."

Nazriya obeyed him and slowly ran her tongue down his cock, starting at his cock head, slowly snaking it around his throbbing shaft then slowly sliding it back up. He told her to stick her tongue out; he grabbed his cock and slowly slid his hand up his wet cock squeezing out some pre-cum onto her tongue. Then Rajesh said, "Nazriya, if you want this job you have to lick my cum." And she did it.

Then his office phone rang in the middle of the blowjob. Nazriya stopped as he picked up the phone, he looked down at her, "Did I ask you to stop Nazriya, and our interview is still on."

Nazriya mouthed his cock again like a whore and started sucking him off for the job. As she gave him blowjob, she was listening to him, "Yes I'm still in the middle of my interview. She is a very good candidate and I would like to talk to her longer. Yes, that sounds good."

Then Rajesh hung up the phone and looked down at Nazriya reached down with his hands and grabbed her boobs. He fondled them for a moment before he spoke. "That was my PA asking if she could go home. Now we have more time to continue our interview."

Then he told Nazriya that she could speed up, so she did as he ordered her. She worked his cock in and out of her mouth faster, playing with his balls at the same time. Nazriya thought that if she made him cum quickly, she could get out of here; She was so wrong as she was about to find out why.

After a couple of minutes, the office door opened and two more men came in. Rajesh was looking down at her, watching his cock getting sucked, but when the men came in, he turned to look at them. "Prem, Abdul, meet Nazriya, She is interviewing for the post we called for. She has great qualifications, as you can see she is showing me her oral communication skills."

 

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Almost immediately, Nazriya removed Rajesh's cock out of my mouth and looking at him said, "SIR, please, NO."

He ignored Nazriya, Abdul said, "I never thought M****'s women sucks cock so nicely and she is beautiful lady."Prem nodded in approval and said, "We need to interview her as well."

Rajesh grinned, "Sure Dudes. Come and have a look at her breasts. You can watch her oral.....err....cock sucking skills." He then grabbed his cock and slapped Nazriya on the face with his cock. "Your work is not finished yet Bitch. Keep on sucking!"

Mrs. Nazriya to Nazriya and now to Bitch. Nazriya knew she was trapped and she couldn't do anything now and it was too late to turn back now as she was at their sexual whims. Nazriya hesitatingly went back to suck on Rajesh's cock as fast as she could. She looked from the corner of her eyes and watched Prem and Abdul removing their pants. Nazriya never had sex with anyone apart from her hubby and never a M***** guy. Her eyes bulged out when he pulled out his cock, it was too big! He saw her and laughed, "Don't be surprised."

"She had an inter caste marriage and her husband's name is Raman, so she hasn't seen a M****'s cock before, I think Abdul."Rajesh said jokingly.

When the new men saw her breasts, their cocks jumped with joy. Prem said, "Oh God, look at her breasts, she can feed the whole office if she had any milk in them!"

Abdul said, "Yeah you are right, I would like to fuck her breasts."

The two of them knelt down on either side of Nazriya and began fondling her breasts. Rajesh told them to pull her nipples, "Guys, play with her nipples and this Bitch loves it." Two of them pulled both her nipples and Nazriya moaned and sucked Rajesh's cock harder. Rajesh noticed it and told them she was sucking his cock much better now.

Nazriya had never been with three guys before and it was turning her on more. The two of them grabbed her breasts and began sucking on them. Each of them held one of Nazriya's breasts with one hand and with their other hands; they rubbed her ass, squeezed and rubbed her pussy through her pants.

Nazriya nearly had an orgasm when they did that. Then Rajesh's cock stiffened even more and she could see his eyes glazing over and she knew he was about to cum. Then Rajesh said, "Bitch, I'm going to cum. Hey dudes, Nazriya told me she doesn't like the-cum taste. What do you think I should do?"

Nazriya pleaded, "Sir sir..Please, don't cum in my mouth or on my face, it may ruin my dress and I can't go out like this,"

"So where do you want me to cum bitch," Rajesh hissed at her.

Nazriya looked at his angry face and meekly said," if you want, you can cum in my pussy, I have got protection."

"Oh yeah, we can see her pussy in that way, Rajesh, dump your load in her pussy and we can teach her how to swallow cum later."Prem said.

Rajesh looked down at her pleading face and pulled his cock out of her mouth. "Ok, stand up and remove your pants and show us your pussy, Bitch."

Nazriya reluctantly got up unzipped her pants and pulled her pants and panties down to reveal her neatly trimmed pussy to these sex hungry men. Rajesh pushed her to the edge of the table, widened her legs to make room for himself. He placed his cock head at her pussy hole quickly and penetrated her without much effort as she was all wet inside.

"Fuck me back Bitch, I am very close to cumminggggg......aahh...oooh."

Rajesh groaned loudly, his body tensed up and then his cock erupted with a long load of cum. It was hot, sticky, and salty and Nazriya felt like he filled her pussy completely with his big load of cum. But that was not it; he then shot another load of his cum into her pussy. Nazriya couldn't do anything but lean back against the desk, her pussy receiving his cum into it. Prem and Abdul were watching them with desperation on their faces thinking when their turn will be coming up.

As soon Rajesh finished shooting his cum, he rammed his cock deep into her pussy and stayed still.

Nazriya I had no choice but to lie under him her pussy swallowing his cum. She felt so humiliated but had no one to blame but herself. She could have left, but didn't and now she was going to be a cocksucker for this job.

Satisfied Rajesh smiled and said, "Nazriya, you did a good job, you have good oral skills and your pussy milked my cock good, better than your mouth."

Nazriya felt ashamed and proud too on hearing his praise, but was taken aback when Rajesh pulled his cock out of her pussy and said, "Well Mrs. Nazriya, I'm sure Prem and Abdul can interview you now."

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Nazriya looked at Prem and Abdul who came jerking their cocks towards her and wondered what will happen to her now.

Prem and Abdul came towards her and pushed her down on the floor making her kneel in front of them. Both of them tried to shove their cocks into her mouth simultaneously, but Rajesh stopped them. "Guys, take it easy, don't scare her. We have enough time and I'm sure Nazriya will show you both her oral skills. Be patient and be gentle with her."

Rajesh helped her to get up and made her sit on the chair. "See Mrs. Nazriya, I am not the bad guy you are thinking. Your knees might be hurting. Sit here and show your oral skills to my friends, maybe one of us can hire you in our team and your job chances are more now."

 

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Nazriya sat on the chair; Rajesh pulled her shirt wide open exposing her breasts to his friends. He began to suck on one of her boobs making her moan. Prem and Abdul looked at each other. Prem said to Abdul he could go next, he would save the big Muslim cock for last. Prem stood next to Nazriya on one side of the chair, his cock aimed right at her mouth.

"Ok Nazriya, time to show me your oral skills." Prem said while giving her a dirty smile. There was no choice for Nazriya, so she grabbed his cock with her hands mouthed his 6 inch cock and began to give him a blowjob. Prem was a gentle guy unlike Rajesh; he slowly fucked her mouth as well.

Rajesh stood up and asked Abdul if he wanted to suck on Nazriya's breasts. Abdul grinned and yes. He sucked on her one boob, playing with both of them, squeezing them, fondling them and telling his friends that they were the perfect size to be fucked and my boobs would look great with his big cock between them.

Nazriya saw Prem slowly and gently fuck her mouth, and Abdul playing with and sucking on her breasts. Nazriya looked down at her legs and saw Rajesh kneeling down on the floor in front of her.

"I think Nazriya needs some special attention. I think she needs to get some attention too." He spread her legs and cleaned her pussy with a tissue paper which he had taken from his table. Throwing the tissue paper away her rubbed her pussy and said, "Oh Fuck Nazriya, I will give you an orgasm that you won't forget in your life."

Rajesh pulled her pants and panties down which were near her knees pulled them off her legs and rubbed her pussy. Nazriya squirmed and moaned even louder, Prem's cock slid out of her mouth as she let out a loud groan of pleasure. They loved hearing that and Nazriya didn't want to admit but she was getting intense pleasure from these three men which she never got from her husband Raman during their three years of marriage.

Rajesh smiled. "Look, Nazriya trims her pussy and it is clean down here guys." Then Rajesh planted his face on her pussy and started eating her pussy which her hubby never did. He was so good that she actually opened her legs wider to let him deep inside her. He was an expert with his tongue as lapped at her wet pussy.

Prem groaned, "How does her pussy tastes, buddy."

Rajesh looked up and said, "She has a tasty pussy. It's like licking a salty ice-cream."

Then he went back working on Nazriya's pussy over with his tongue. Nazriya was so horny at that point that she couldn't hold back on her own pleasure and could feel her own orgasm building up very quickly. Nazriya could sense that Prem felt the same way as she did because he was moaning louder and fucking her mouth faster.

Prem kept moaning repeatedly, "Suck it Nazriya, suck my fucking cock. Yeah that's it; you are such a great cock sucker."

Nazriya held onto his cock with her right hand and her left hand grabbed Rajesh's head as he ate her pussy. Nazriya ran her fingers through his hair, as she got closer to her orgasm.

Abdul said, "We have to appoint Nazriya. She will be our slut and she loves this and our cocks too, listen to her moaning, Guys."

Nazriya knew she was a slut, for doing this for a job, for letting three guys have their way with her at the same time. She didn't care at that moment, all she could feel was her orgasm building up and knew she couldn't hold back much longer. Then the moment hit, Rajesh's tongue flicked across her throbbing clitoris and her orgasm hit. Nazriya's mouth opened and she let out a loud moan.

"Oh my God Sir! Yesssss, I am cummimg!" Nazriya began to thrust her hips into his face, grinding her pussy onto his tongue as wave after wave of intense pleasure shot through her body. That was prem's breaking point. He yelled,

"Turn you head Nazriya! Keep your mouth open."

"No No..Sir, not in my mouth pleaseeeeeeeee." she groaned.

Nazriya turned her head to refuse him, but Prem held her head tight and Nazriya opened her mouth wide open as best she could and she screamed in pleasure and wanted to take this gentleman's cum in her mouth as she didn't want to disappoint him.

Nazriya heard Abdul say, "Give the Bitch your cum. Let her taste a man's cum." Prem was stroking his cock as fast as he could, grunting as he did it. Then he erupted and his cum shot out in smaller spurts as compared to Rajesh's huge spurt of cum.

One after another, a spurt of his cum jetted out of his cock and into her mouth. Nazriya was so horny that she actually love his cum's taste and she didn't mind him cumming in her mouth. She didn't mind the taste but loved it. Nazriya let him unleash his load into her mouth and swallowed it all like a real slut. Prem shoved his cock into her mouth and ordered her to suck him clean, which she did as Rajesh was lapping up her sweet pussy nectar.

Nazriya's body twitched for a bit from the intensity of her orgasm. Her breathing was laboured for a few minutes before she began to calm down. That is when she noticed the three guys standing around her, grinning. Prem's cock was still semi erect, Rajesh was hard again and Abdul's cock was rock hard, dripping pre-cum.

Rajesh spoke first, "Guys, her pussy tastes fantastic. Prem, do you want to taste Nazriya's sweet honey from her pussy?"

Prem smiled, "Why not, I love eating a tasty pussy like hers."

Prem moved away from her holding his cock. "Rajesh, you found a good cock sucker."

Rajesh said, "Oh yeah that's right." He looked at Nazriya, "You are the best at oral communication Nazriya. And you said you don't like cum and you swallowed Prem's cum like a professional. I missed it, no problem you can taste mine later."

Nazriya blushed and he was right; she did swallow Prem's cum with no problem. Then Abdul said, he said it was his turn to get blowjob. He looked at Nazriya and said, "Don't worry Nazriya, it's a little big, but you will love it."

Abdul pulled Nazriya up and told her to lie down on the floor. The other guys looked puzzled for a moment. Nazriya did what he said, she didn't protest at all as she wanted to please all the three horny men for the job.

As soon Nazriya was on the floor, Abdul got down on his knee's straddling her body he pulled her shirt open and slapped his big, thick cock between her big breasts. He looked at Rajesh and Prem, "You guys don't mind if I fuck this horny lady's breasts."

They both grinned, Prem said, "We don't mind, I'm going to taste her sweet pussy."

Rajesh looked at Nazriya and said, 'I'm sure. Nazriya won't mind sucking on my cock again as you fuck her nice big breasts."

 

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Abdul put his hands on her breasts, pressing them together around his cock. With the first stroke of his cock, everyone saw that he could fuck her boobs and still get his cock to Nazriya's mouth, it was soooo big!

"Don't worry Nazriya, I'm going to fuck your breasts very slowly and don't torture your gorgeous breasts."

All the three men went to work on Nazriya's body. She felt Prem lay down between her legs; he began to finger her very wet pussy. He started telling them how tight and wet she was on the inside before she felt his fingers slide in and out of her wet pussy lips.

Rajesh knelt down near Nazriya's head and just started slapping her face and forehead with his cock. He wanted to play a little as he told her to watch Abdul fuck her breasts. Abdul wasted no time, he started slow but soon he was fucking her boobs very fast.

"Nazriya, hold your breasts tightly. Push them together for Abdul." Rajesh ordered as he was the ring master in the room now. When Nazriya pressed her breasts together, he then said, "Good job Nazriya. Look at how much pleasure you are giving Abdul now. How do her breasts feel on your cock Abdul?"

"Ya., I can fuck Nazriya's breasts any day." He laughed.

Rajesh laughed too and he turned Nazriya's head and shoved his cock into her mouth. Nazriya tried to suck his cock but she was too busy watching the Muslim guy have sex with her boobs. She started to moan with Rajesh's cock in her mouth as Prem's also knew how to pleasure a pussy and she was getting very horny again now.

Rajesh gave up after a few minutes; Nazriya couldn't keep her head to the side good enough for him. His cock kept popping out of her mouth and with the moaning she was making, but he didn't mind. Rajesh moved behind Nazriya's head and then placed her head on his knees to give her head some comfort.

Rajesh's sticky hard cock was resting on Nazriya's forehead and Abdul told her to open her mouth and stick her tongue out. Nazriya didn't really think his cock would reach her tongue from under her breasts. But his circumcised cock was so big that it touched her tongue with each thrust of his.

"Nazriya, now you have two cocks to pleasure, Abduls cock is fucking your big tits and my cock into your mouth." Rajesh held her head grinning, 'I'm glad I kept Nazriya's interview till the evening."

Abdul was pumping his cock between her boobs faster and harder now and he said, "I'm glad I called you, and you gave me the code word to come to your cabin."

Then Rajesh asked Prem if he was enjoying eating her sweet pussy. Prem stopped licking her pussy for a moment and said, "I feel like a k** in a candy store for the first time. I can lick her pussy all day." Then he went back to lapping at Nazriya's pussy like a dog. Now the room filled with a mix of noises, moanings and gruntings as Abdul fucked Nazriya's big boobs and the slurping noises coming from Prem eating Nazriya's pussy.

Nazriya could feel another orgasm begin to build; as it did she began to moan louder. "Don't stop. Please Prem SIR, don't stop."

Abdul said, "what about me, you fucking slut?"

Nazriya wanted him to make him happy too, so she said, "You too Abdul SIR. Keep fucking my breasts. You cock feels so good between them." Then he asked if she wanted his cum. Nazriya didn't answer him so he asked her again.

Nazriya moaned, "Yes. I want your cum too. You can shoot it in my pussy or in my mouth. I promise I will swallow it as I liked Prem Sir's cum." Nazriya looked up at Rajesh and saw that he loved it and she was pleased.

Then Abdul's pace began to quicken. Nazriya knew he was getting ready to cum. He began to thrust his cock faster and faster between her sweaty breasts.

"'Fuck, your tits are going to make me cum big time." Then he changed, he began very aggressive in his talk and cock thrusts. Nazriya opened her mouth expecting him to erupt at any moment and she was very nervous because she had no idea how much cum to expect from his big cock.

"Rajesh Sir, do you want to cum now," she asked him.

"Of course Mrs. Nazriya, I want to, but can you take both mine and Abduls at one go looks like he is nearing......"

"Please Sir, I can't take cocks load at a time," to Abdul, "Abdul Sir, can you cum in my pussy just like Rajesh Sir, I will take Rajesh Sir's in my mouth."

So Abdul pulled his cock out from between Nazriya's boobs, he pushed Prem from her pussy and knelt down between her legs.

"Grab it! Grab my cock Nazriya, and shove it inside your pussy. I WANT TO FEEL YOUR PUSSY!"Abdul hurried her.

Nazriya did what he said, grabbed it with both hands. "Jerk me, Bitch! Nazriya, take it inside your pussy now." Abdul screamed at her.

Nazriya was concentrating on sucking Rajesh's cock to make him cum, and that made Abdul more aggressive then he yelled, "TAKE ME INSIDE YOUR PUSSY NOW, BITCH!"

That pissed her off, as Prem had brought her close to an orgasm by sucking her pussy in a gentle way. Nazriya inserted Abdul's big 10" cock with great difficulty in her pussy. Above Rajesh was close to cumming too in her mouth and he told her to open her mouth wide and keep her tongue out. Rajesh kept moaning, 'I'm gonna cum. I'm gonna cum."

Without much notice Rajesh yelled out, "Fuck..Fuck... yes Bitch, take my cum!"

The spurt of cum that blew out of his cock was huge! Nazriya gagged at the sheer volume of his cum that shot out into her mouth. It actually splattered onto her chin and face! Nazriya stopped jerking him off for a moment, he grabbed his cock, calling her a bitch, and he jacked himself off the rest of the way sending several more large spurts of his cum into her overflowing mouth. Nazriya was starting to gag; she didn't think she could swallow that much cum.

Then Abdul gave short little thrusts in her hot pussy and began shooting his load of cum in her pussy. Nazriya was paying so much attention to Rajesh's 8 inch, she didn't realize that Abdul's cock was fucking her moist pussy and was shooting his entire load of cum inside her. Nazriya wondered how her pussy could swallow Abdul's big cock inside her tiny pussy.