0 comments/ 8819 views/ 3 favorites Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 02 By: shanti2010 Shanti had a very intimate relationships with men who were either boyfriends or husbands of her colleagues or women friends – she had this adept penchant of luring seducing and making these men fall for her hook line and sinker and drain them completely – much to the chagrin and many times divorce and in one unfortunate case where both the woman and the man committed suicide. Her latest conquest was Kamesh – husband of Aruna – her colleague at the Bank – Sridhar was in the same branch and he introduced Aruna and they happened to visit them one evening and it was love or should we say lust at first sight – both Kamesh and Shanti knew the impact their mating eyes were having the mating organs and it was a matter of time – he would add his name to her innumerable lovers and partners in conjugal bliss – Shanti had lost the count – last time she counted was Khalid a few months ago – he was her 24th victim and later she just lost the interest to count – she was more interested in the event and not the participant. A few days after that evening – Kamesh dropped her home and Aruna was in the car – and this continued for some time – every time Shanti will come home, Aruna innocently entrusted the task to Kamesh and soon it was alone – only the two of them, and after a few weeks – she asked him to come home but he will remind her he had to reach early or go to work or some other issue and delayed the dropping at her house, he also wasn't sure of Sridhar – and it was in one of the bouts with Aruna when he came to know that Sridhar was incapable to take her fire out between the legs and this emboldened him and he decided that next time he will accept the 'invite' and make himself available. Shanti could sense some change in him the very next day and make out his excitement and decided not to let him drop her – she wanted to torment him, her instincts and knowledge of sexually aroused 'animals' told her, he was ready but she wished 'procrastination' and that was her style – It was a Tuesday one week when Shanti came to Aruna's place and was startled to find Kamesh -- Aruna's husband. The two saw each other and the message was clear. Both gave the same signal to each other of course knowing very well that it was not possible. Shanti knew it had to be made possible -- this was the chance to get even with the mistress of this house. She could clearly see that the couple were very close and looked like it was a perfect harmony in the family unlike her own -- which was all turmoil. Months passed and Shanti would meet Kamesh at their place -- and it was no secret that the man was secretly masturbating immensely thinking of the Tamil slut. Of course he was also not in knowledge of her true dark side. One day -- Shanti decided to bite the fruit a bit and knowing that he was at home, came early and took the younger daughter Ayesha in her arms and asked her, " Hi Ayesha uhmmmmmmaaa, you are so sweet, you are smelling, not taken a bath yet? No problem even I have not -- I do not like to take a bath so early" and all this in the safe distance of Kamesh to hear who got an instant hard on when he heard this conversation. In fact it was followed up by Ayesha coming and laughing at the episode and asking our dear Shanti to have a bath in their house. Shanti did have the bath but not before Kamesh had shagged three times in that one hour before she took her bath and all this while she would deliberately pass by him while he was on the dining table taking his breakfast or standing near the door taking his coffee only to let her sweat odor make it extremely difficult for the stud to hold on, he wanted her badly but how -- he knew she was taking him up the spike but was scared if it turned around him and made him look shafted. He finally left for work that day hoping one day he will hit the sack with her naked body in his arms. He already was fantasizing a lot of course all unknown to Aruna mostly during the bouts in the night. In the darkness when he was squeezing his dick into her pussy, our man would dream he was fucking Shanti. This hide and seek continued -- and though they did not go beyond this titillation and tormenting game Shanti knew it was going to happen soon when she will have him around her pussy begging to fuck but wanted it to be the day of revenge, cultivated pay back. One day Aruna asked Shanti if there was a housemaid available in her knowhow – she was pregnant and needed help at home – Shanti saw big chance and promised help. Ina week or so – she got her sister Chitra to convince the steno at work Veronica who was vivacious and slut of the the third degree to accept this role – the plan was to seduce Kamesh with Veronica and make him their slave – Shanti was vicious and planned different with varied men – and this was her method of putting cocks to her use. Veronica arrived and duly got introduced – she took a 2 month unpaid leave from work to do this dirty deed and had no compunctions – she was looking forward to the ultimate seduction and roll in the bed naked with Kamesh – dusky and extremely well chiseled Veronica was a slut of very high beauty and sexy features, she had fucked more than 15 men and all on duty – she did not have time for love only sex – and for her own pleasure, she fucked her brother, cousin and her brother and his father – once she fucked both together when the sister was out of town. The stay began and very soon Veronica started to have her effect on the man – she would wear demure and extremely traditional clothes but would not lose opportunity to let a few slips here and there and let low cut revelations – sleeveless armpit smell permeate and many a time when Kamesh would come to the kitchen deliberately – slip the 'chunni' purposely and hum some sexy tune – giving him all right signals. Today – she chose well – he was back home after his shift and it was two full hours before Aruna would return, Ayesha was still at school and he came back from work emboldened – wanting to sink his prick into the dusky woman – he wanted the silky moist woman to give him the 'forbidden' pleasure – he had yet to taste a woman besides his wife and this was his opportunity. Humming to herself, Veronica selected a cassette and popped it into the stereo deck. She adjusted the controls and a popular number began playing, with a steady, insistent beat. Snapping her fingers, mouthing the words, jigging in tune to the music, she crossed to the bank of closets. Kamesh's view was obscured by the open leaf. She closed it, her arms full of clothes and dumped them on the bed at the far end of the room, directly opposite the door. She flipped open a box of chocolates from the bedside table and popped one into her mouth. There was a dressing table with a full-length mirror at the foot of the bed. She stood in front of it and quickly unbuttoned her long black *kurta*, pulled it off her head. Kamesh gasped behind the door. He could see hear naked back, the black bra straps. She tugged at the draw cord of her *churidar* and it rustled to her feet. Her panties were very small, lacy, black, sexy narrow at the back, giving him an unimpeded view of her lovely, firm, curved buttocks with the enticing dark cleft between them. She paused, her back to him and ran her hands down her flanks, squeezed her buttocks. Humming, she turned sideways, looking at herself in the mirror, and then turned around, facing them, looking over her shoulder in the mirror at her buttocks. Now he had a glimpse of her full frontal. His penis bounced erect. She had a lovely oval dusky face with a pointed chin, a slim, straight nose and slightly flared nostrils, small, cutely stuck-out ears. Her face was small and delicate, that, from some angles, it looked like her cheeks were plump, but even that was really cute. Her cheekbones were high. Her eyes were lovely, large, brown full of magic. Her lips were light and full and her teeth were white and strong and even, the left incisor slightly chipped an attractive irregularity. Her skin was like gold, smooth and clear, firm as a grape. Her hair was dark and tumbled about her shoulders or flounced in a sexy pony tail or was coiled up neatly high on the back of her head. Her neck was superb, an exceptionally long, slender, graceful column under her firm, pointed chin. Her arms and legs were nicely turned and slim, with attractive ankles and wrists and slim fingers and toes, beautifully shaped and arched. Her breasts jutted out, full and ripe and high, like succulent fruit. Her belly was dark in colour, firm and flat. Her bra was very pretty, with thin straps and tiny cups that only just covered her nipples, leaving most of the luscious globes bare. He could see the points of her nipples and the dark shadows of her aureoles through the fine material. Her panties were so small that they barely covered her slit, and tiny dark hair crept from either side of the V. Kamesh groaned as he watched her. She paused and reached behind her with both hands to unhook her bra. Her chest thrust outward and her breasts strained at the confines for a second, and then she slipped the straps off her rounded shoulders and her breasts bounced free. She tossed the bra into the pile of clothes at the foot of the bed and then, hooking her hands in her panties, rolled them down and kicked them aside. Kamesh stared at her naked body in mounting desire. The dark triangle of her cunt mesmerized him. As he watched, she bent to pick up the discarded clothes and carried them to the laundry basket in the corner. She dumped them in it and strolled back. Kamesh watched her breasts bouncing. She stopped before the mirror, right in front of him. He could see her front in the reflection quite clearly. Reaching up, she coiled her hair into a knot high on the back of her head, accentuating the sweep of her neck. The gold chain glistened on her flesh. Then she paused and smiled at her reflection. She looked at her teeth, grimacing, turning her head this way and that. Then she stopped, and he saw her eyes sparkling with mischief. She held her palms between her breasts, the outside edges touching, palm to the tip of her little finger and slowly weighed and lifted her breasts. Gently, she began to thumb her nipples. Moistening her finger with her tongue, she rubbed her nipples and aureoles. Her nipples stiffened and she pinched them gently, tweaking and twirling the hard stubs. Kamesh saw her breathing get shallower and more rapid, the tensing of her body the parting of her lips the flaring of her nostrils all the unmistakable signs of sexual arousal. She squeezed her breasts in her hands, the flesh squeezing between her fingertips and arched her head, her tongue arching lasciviously over her upper lip. Outside, watching her,Kamesh groaned and pulled his erect cock out of his jeans and began to masturbate slowly. He pressed his eye to the keyhole again. She was still fondling her beautiful breasts. Veronica knew Kamesh was watching her. He had been doing this for some weeks now; she had led him to it, satisfied when she saw the dark eye glittering at the key hole, Kamesh was tall and dark and muscular, with a finely chiseled face and strong features. His eyes were deep-set and dark, his nose fine and straight, his mouth lean and wide. His shoulders were broad, his chest cleaved and muscular and hard and his belly was firm and flat. His waist was narrow his hips were high and buttocks taut. His arms and legs bore thick bunches of musculature. She knew his body was lean and tough, his torso smoothly hairless. She had often watched him as he came out of his bath in his shorts and nothing else, toweling his thick, tousled hair. His nipples were small and dark and pulled low and wide on either side of his heavy pectorals. All said and done, Kamesh was one sexy hunk, as good as Kenny or Harry – her two lovers, one her bot friend, the other his friend, who had no regrets in sharing her in bed. Over the past week or so, Kamesh's lust for her body had become overpowering, and he could not take his eyes off her. He watched as she continued to fondle herself, squeezing and massaging her gorgeous, full breasts. How he wanted to feel them, take them in his hands, sense their weight and fullness, feel the stiffness of her nipples in his fingers, watch her pleasure as his hands, not hers, moved over her irresistible flesh. He gasped softly. In the room, With lot of encouragement and training and all allowances from Shanti who was braining the fuck with Kamesh, Veronica smiled wantonly at her reflection and slid a hand down to her crotch. Kamesh watched her face crease in pleasure as she teased her cunt-lips open and rubbed her finger along the slit. She gasped and her hips lurched, her buttocks writhing and twitching. Her mouth fluttered open and, slowly, she slid a finger into her cunt. Gently, she masturbated before the mirror, moving her finger in and out of her slit, twisting it round and round, while her other hand fondled her visibly swollen breasts. She gasped softly and her hand moved faster in her crotch, her wrist pumping back and forth. Her hips twitched and lurched, rocking and jerking back and forth, and her fingers were frenzied on her breasts. Kamesh groaned in despair. She deserved better than her fingers; she deserved a cock, a big, thick cock in her cunt; a cock like what he possessed, which was waiting to lodge itself in the dark folds of the sensuous pussy hole. Veronica kept masturbating and, as he watched, leaned forward on an outstretched arm, her hand on the dresser counter and spread her feet wide. Her buttocks splayed open and Kamesh had an unobstructed view of her puckered anus and her unfurled cunt-lips with her slender, shapely, elegant finger arched into it, rocking in and out, in and out. In the mirror, her upturned face was a vision of lust, her mouth a wide 'O'. Kamesh pumped his cock eagerly, moaning and gasping. In the room, Veronica's body rocked back and forth and he saw her pendulous breasts jiggling and bouncing, saw, too, the expression of delight on her face and her finger, wet and sticky, darting in and out of her tender cunt. Abruptly, she stopped and rummaged in a drawer in her cupboard and pulled out something. Kamesh gasped when he saw that it was a vibrator, he expected her to use it as a dildo, but she surprised him yet again. Her chest heaving with excitement, her eyes glassy, her nostrils flared, Veronica moved away from the mirror. The bed had a carved wooden head-board and a matching, slightly lower foot-board. There was a decorative mirror above the bed, too. The ends of the foot-board bore carved wooden knobs, raised high, just below groin-level. Kamesh watched pop-eyed as she mounted the knob, spreading her legs on either side of it, one foot on the bed with her knee deeply bent, the other on the floor, her back to him. Slowly, she eased her cunt down onto it, and in the mirror, her face spasm with lust and her head arched back and her mouth jerked wide open as she sank her cunt onto the knob. He watched her moan, heard her voice, soft and husky and sexily sibilant and she gripped the vibrator and forced her cunt deeper onto the pillar. It disappeared into her flesh, the entire knob and part of the supporting cylindrical shaft. Whimpering, she rocked slowly back and forth, her cunt impaled on the wood. Moaning, she leaned forward and gripped the carved fretwork. Kamesh saw her buttocks flex tight, open, flex again and then she was fucking herself slowly and heavily on the bedstead, her buttocks writhing, swaying rocking back and forth, up and down. Her face turned, her eyes half-closed, her mouth open sensuously and her tongue swirled in an erotic arc over her upper lip. How he longed to fuck her mouth, feel her suck and lick his raging erection. His fingers were sticky with gunk. On the bed's foot-board, Veronica gasped and moaned, rocking her body back and forth. The knob and shaft glistened with cunt-juice. Her cunt ran up and down the shaft, and her hips swirled, her cunt churning itself with the knob. She caressed her swinging, pendulous breasts sexily. The gold chain around her neck rocked back and forth. Groaning, she fumbled for the *vibrator, slowing her motions, she paused to uncap a jar of cream and dipped the narrower end of the apparatus into it. Pulling it out, she smeared it slowly and then her hand went between her buttocks and Kamesh saw her anoint her anus and understood what she was going to do and his jaw dropped in shock and astonishment. Moaning, Veronica leaned forward again and shuffled her feet further apart. Holding the bed-stand with one hand, the *vibrator* in the other, she stretched a hand behind her buttocks and pressed the lubricated tip of the rod to her anus. He saw her pause and then her arm flexed and she pushed the *vibrator* into her asshole. Her head snapped up and he heard her cry. "OHHHHHHHHHH ma unhhhhh OHHHHHHH!" Her fingers tensed on the fretwork. Her face convulsed and spasm in a contortion of excitement. Her buttocks lurched and writhed and sank deeper onto the upright pole and knob. The hand behind her began to move slowly, rocking back and forth, pushing the tip of the *vibrator* in and out of her anus. At the same time, her cunt slid up and down the bedpost. Faster and faster she went, moaning, gasping, rocking and lurching. Her breasts jiggled and bounced and he saw that her nipples were nut-hard. Her hand rocked behind her back, moving the *vibrator* in and out of her anus faster and faster, deeper and deeper. The gold chain around her neck looked sexy, slithering on her tawny breasts. With a shuddering gasp, she had an orgasm, her back bowing inward, her face jerking up and contorting with lust, the hand behind her back tensing, pressing the *vibrator* deep into her anus while her cunt sank deeply onto the bedpost. On and on it went, and she moaned, gasped, her chest heaving till it gradually ebbed. Slowly, she slid the *vibrator* out of her anus and gingerly lifted her cunt off the bedpost with a shaking moan. She flopped on the bed and lay across it, her hips at the edge, her feet on the floor, her chest heaving. He could see her cunt-flesh clearly, for her thighs were spread wide. Moaning, she caressed her breasts again, and her hand slid down her body to her cunt and she slid her finger sensuously up and down the wet slit. Kamesh thought the sight of her dark, wet cunt against her slender, bejeweled finger was incredibly erotic. At last she rose and smiled to herself. It was a satisfied, sensual, wanton look, her eyes glittering with pleasure. Kamesh saw that she was sweating, beads of perspiration dotting her upper lip and coursing between her breasts. She went into the bathroom, leaving the door open. Her breasts bounced as she walked. The bathroom was positioned so that her every move was reflected in the mirror above the bed outside, or the one above the dressing table and so fully visible to Kamesh at the keyhole. He watched her on the toilet, douching herself carefully and then she went into the shower, humming to herself. Kamesh watched as she bathed and shampooed. When she soaped herself, her hands roaming her breasts and buttocks and thighs, lathering her crotch, Kamesh saw her smile again in pleasure. She plucked the hands shower from its bracket in the wall and adjusted the spray to a hard, drumming, spurt. She ran it over her breasts and he saw her nipples harden. Then she spread her legs and, arching her head, directed the jet into her slit. Kamesh watched her move it closer to her cunt-lips. Finally, she had it jammed to her cunt-lips and with her other hand she turned the tap up full. The water pressure must have been terrific gauging from her reaction for she gasped and her hips lurched and her head snapped back and she moaned wantonly. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 02 Again she squeezed her breasts in excitement as the water drummed and hammered into her cunt. Her hips twitched and jerked back and forth. She clenched the shower-rod and gasped and her face contorted in a rictus of pleasure, her head arching back, falling forward, rolling from side to side as she moved the water-jet around in her groin. A few minutes later, she emerged from the bath with a towel wrapped around her waist, her torso bare. Her body glistened with water. Absurdly, there was a big, long carrot on her desk. Taking it, she turned and advanced to the door. Kamesh froze, terrified that she might fling it open and catch him. Instead, she stopped and slowly dropped her towel. Her cunt was inches from his eye, just on the other side of the door. His vision filled with it. He stared at it greedily, longing to plunge his now throbbing penis into it again and again, to feel its heat and wetness and tightness. On the other side of the door, Veronica parted her cunt-lips and he saw clearly the tender bright cunt-flesh, the hard stub of her clitoris and he longed to suck it, nibble it, taste the juice that seemed to flow still for the flesh was wet. She lay on the floor on her back and spread her legs wide, lifting her feet to the wall on either side of the door beyond which Kamesh knelt, gasping and gaping. Now she was right in front of him and he was looking between her split legs, straight down at her unfurled cunt. Veronica smiled wantonly at the door, and, holding the carrot, inserted it slowly into her cunt. Her arms were stretched and her breasts bunched between them. Kamesh gasped. Slowly, she began to masturbate, moving the carrot in and out of her cunt. He watched it grow wet and shiny with her cunt-juices. She murmured in pleasure and her hips lurched and rocked and her body rocked gently back and forth. She moved the carrot in and out of her cunt, round and round. Licking a fingertip, she moistened her aureoles and caressed her breasts sensuously while her other hand kept working between her legs. On and on she went and finally exploded, gasping and mewing, her hips arching and lurching upward. Slowly, she slid the carrot out of her slit and, with a lascivious grin, began to nibble on it. All this time, her eyes were on the door and it seemed as if she knew he was there and wanted him to be. *Fuck me*, she seemed to say. *I want you*. It was what he desired more than anything else in the world and, on the other side of the door, so did she, groaning, Kamesh exploded, flooding his hand with jizz. And then she got up and hung her towel over the doorknob, covering the keyhole and eclipsing his pleasure. Kamesh did not get her that day, both chickened out and did not push for the forbidden pleasure and it had to wait for another day, A few days later – he had just come back from work in the afternoon and Veronica was feeling sexy and they were alone -- neither Aruna or Auesha were there today, and Shanti was out of town. She lay in bed, masturbating gently and unhurriedly with a large, long white radish. She slid the vegetable gently in and out of her cunt and ached to have a real penis in her flesh. If only there was a man available ... realisation hit her suddenly and she stopped. Kamesh, she was here to get him taste her pussy. Of course. Kamesh was available. He was in the house, and they were alone, and she had been tormenting him long enough. It was time to act. Veronica's pulse quickened. Abandoning the radish, her heart racing with excitement, Veronica got up. She knotted her hair quickly behind her head and, for a second, debated what to wear. Looking around, she spotted her tennis gear, and grinned in delight. If it worked for Kenny, it would work for Kamesh. Quickly, she slipped into her white cotton T-shirt and short tennis skirt, deliberately abjuring all underwear. She braided her hair and, holding her shoes in one hand, her racquet in the other, she twirled before her full-length mirror. The T-shirt was translucent and her breasts and nipples and aureoles were clearly visible. Her breasts bounced as she moved and she thought it very erotic. Bending over, she smiled at her reflection as she saw her skirt slide up her thighs and reveal her buttocks and naked cunt beneath. Perfect. Kamesh would not be able to resist. He was in the hall, sprawled on the floor working on the laptop computer when she entered and dumped her sports bag on the sofa seat. For a moment, she looked at him with a rush of pleasure. He wore a tight white vest and skimpy shorts and his body looked gorgeous. He looked up at her and she saw the swift intake of breath. "I'm going to the shop, want something" she murmured, eyeing him lasciviously. He stared at her and nodded slowly. She turned her back and bent forward at the waist over the back of the couch to pick up her bag, her feet spread apart. Her skirt slid up, high over her hips and she heard him gasp when he saw her naked buttocks and thighs, the puckered darkness of her anus, the bewitching fuzz of her cunt. With her legs spread, her cunt-lips opened slightly and he could even see the tender flesh within. She paused for the merest fraction of a second, letting him have a good look. There was no sound, utter silence. The fingers on the keyboard fluttered in the breeze from the fan. Veronica didn't move. Suddenly, she gasped. Kamesh's hands slid up her legs and over her buttocks. She wanted to turn and look at him, but held herself back. A soft rustle, a snap and then she bit her lower lip and felt dizzy with excitement. His cock, thick, long, hard, throbbing, pressed between her buttocks and thighs, moving to her cunt. Veronica tensed, trying to gauge its size. The heat was intense and overpowering. It pressed to her cunt-lips. His hands pushed her T-shirt up under her arms and roved over her breasts. They were hard and swollen with excitement, her nipples erect. She held still. And then the heat of his cock burst into her cunt and she cried out, her head snapping up, her face contorting in an explosion of pleasure. His penis surged powerfully into her flesh and his fingers crushed her breasts. Veronica dug her fingers into the upholstery and moaned, her head jerking up, her mouth opening in a wide 'O' of lust. She felt a rush of joy ... she had him now! The young man flexed his buttocks and his hot, hard penis drove deeper into her cunt. Veronica gasped and cried out, her cunt contracting and convulsing frantically on his penis. Kamesh groaned in excitement. "Ohhhh fuck yes!" he gasped softly. "Ohhhhh yes! Ohhh god yes!" Kamesh fucked her hungrily, rapidly, hard. He pushed his cock deeper and deeper into her cunt and then began to rock his hips swiftly, running it greedily in and out of her flesh. Veronica gasped and cried out, rocking back and forth under him. His cock felt wonderful, better than she had hoped. It was hot and hard and it mashed her gorged clitoris in its passage. Faster and faster he went, plunging into her sodden cunt-flesh. Veronica began to orgasm helplessly. Kamesh gasped, flinging his head back, holding her hips and jerking her cunt up and down on his shaft, squeezing her swinging, swollen breasts feverishly. His cries rang in her ears, obscene, guttural. "Ohhh uhhh yes uhhhh ohhh uhh yes ... uhhh ... c'mon baby ... c'mon Veronica c'mon take it ... take my cock ... c'mon ... Ohhhh uhhh yes!" She whimpered in pleasure and rocked back and forth under his thrusts, her swollen breasts jiggling, her gold necklace swinging against her chin. His thighs slapped softly at her buttocks as the swollen penis sawed rhythmically in and out of her flesh. On and on he went, driving his penis in and out of her cunt, his thighs pummeling her buttocks, his buttocks flexing and un-flexing, his hips swinging back and forth, his cock plunging in and out of her cunt, appearing and disappearing between the curves of her buttocks. At last, moaning, he lost control. He drove deep into her with a rasping cry, ramming himself into her flesh, making her cry out and, buried deep in her spasm cunt-flesh, his buttocks twitching and flexed taut, his cock throbbing furiously, he came. Veronica moaned in joy as she felt the sharp sting of his sperm in her cunt-flesh. jet after jet of jizz spurting into her hot slit. Slowly, he eased out of her. Veronica stayed bent over, panting and gasping, her body burning with lust. At last, she straightened and turned to face him. His face was grey with tension and nervousness, fear of the consequences of what he had done. Veronica smiled slowly, seductively and, stretching out her hand, pulled him to her. "Thank you," she murmured her face close to his. "That was wonderful." Kamesh's expression was an almost comic mix of relief and shock. She giggled. "There's something you should know," she said, her lips fluttering against his. "I've been waiting for this a long time. I am been wanting it teasing you for quite a while now." Kamesh's eyes widened in surprise and disbelief, though he did think she was setting him up but for what – he was not so much a hunk, there was something missing – a code he must crack. "Really," she smiled. "I was. It's not my first time, you know. I've been fucking Kenny these past few weeks and even his friend. I've seen you, too, with Aruna ... and I wanted you to fuck me." Kamesh's eyes were full of wonder and surprise. He grinned his delight. "Hey, cool, man!" he said. "Great. Really great." She giggled and tilted her head up to his. "C'mon, Kamesh boy ... I'm still hot. Fuck me again!" He shook his head in wonder and, sliding his hands up her T-shirt to cup her breasts, found her nipples still hard with excitement. He kissed her slowly, his tongue slipping between her lips. Veronica's tongue met his and their kiss deepened and she squirmed erotically against him. "God, I want to fuck you so much," he growled. Veronica's eyes dancing with lust. "Yes," she breathed. "Fuck me, Kamesh." "Like a whore." "God yes. Fuck me ... fuck me like a whore, Kamesh!" He laughed, his eyes sparkling with pleasure. They moved to the living room, and, on the cool tiles in the centre of the room, for the next hour or more, Kamesh fucked Veronica slowly and relentlessly, taking her repeatedly, making her come again and again. It was wonderful. Kamesh was imaginative, controlled, hard-bodied, skilled, not quite as good as Kenny, but better than Shankar. Veronica started to have orgasm repeatedly as he fucked her mouth, her breasts, and her cunt repeatedly in a variety of positions. When he licked her slit, he did at length, with exquisite delicacy of touch and she went wild with excitement, gasping and thrashing and writhing, crushing her breasts erotically, her body jerking and lurching as though under a man's thrusts. Veronica couldn't get enough of it. When he stopped, she groaned and flung herself at him, burying her face in his crotch, sucking his cock furiously. He groaned and exploded in her face, making her moan as the hot seed splashed into her mouth and over her face and breasts. He fucked her again, slowly and deeply on her back on the living room floor, his penis gliding in and out of her cunt, then faster and faster till he was ramming furiously in and out of her flesh. Veronica responded in unison, arching in joy when he came at last, his head snapping back, his penis buried deep in her flesh, spurting heat into her cunt. Now Kamesh lifted his head from her crotch and smiled as she moaned softly in pleasure. She looked lovely, naked except for her gold necklace, earrings, finger-rings. Very sexy. He rose to his knees and she turned around and pushed her face between his thighs and began sucking his penis greedily. He grunted in pleasure and fucked her face unhurriedly, moving her head back and forth with one hand, pumping his hips. "Mm ... yes ... take it ... that's nice ... suck it, Veronica-bitch... suck it ... yeh ... like that ... Ohhh yes ... suck it harder, whore ... come on!" Veronica loved the dirty talk. It turned her on. She sucked her employer's penis harder, using her tongue on the cock-head adroitly, relishing the musky odour and tang of his pre-cum gunk. He flunghis head back and moaned softly, his cock spurting beads of pre-cum jizz and, smiling happily, she licked and swallowed them. He groaned and rocked her head between his legs, fucking her face with immense pleasure. His cock filled her mouth and distended her face. She swirled her tongue cunningly around the cock-head in her mouth. He pushed her head away after several minutes. They fucked slowly. She went down on her back and, leaning over her, he squeezed his penis slowly into her body. Veronica murmured in pleasure, arching under him, caressing his bulging biceps and taut, flexing buttocks as he pumped his hips rhythmically up and down. He kissed her gently, his tongue slithering between her lips. "Hey, whore," he murmured, his tongue in her ear. "Mm, what?" Veronica craned her neck and sucked gently on his dark nipple. "Want some excitement?" "This is exciting." "More exciting." "Like what?" "I want to fuck the woman who has sent you here, she you and me together." She froze and then smiled, her eyes dancing with excitement. "How do you know she put me on you to fuck me, now that you seem to have cracked it, I was waiting for you to tell, one of these days.She craves for you though and put me here to try you out " Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 03 Veronica did her bit and Kamesh was in the net completely – Shanti was walking back home that evening along with Aruna when they heard a honk, only to find the Zen and Kamesh in it, Shant I sat at the back while Aruna slid next to Kamesh – " Drop me home and take Shanti to the Mall, she needs to buy something, I wanted to go with her but am having a split headache, will have Veronica give me a hot cup of ginger tea." Shanti slid into the passenger seat after Aruna left – "Take me home " Kamesh smiled and looked towards her, she looked straight and was not willing to make any eye contact - "So you set up Veronica?" "And you enjoyed the treat I bet – she has updated me, Want to hear some of your episode recordings – she kept her phone on with me while your sexercise calisthenics was at its peak" "Listen to this – this is in your voice " she was coquettish in her looks at him and her eyes were piercing – they looked like striking rays to his dick which was rising in the enclosure inside the jeans. "I bet. You ever had a cock in your cunt and ass?" he was telling Veronica. "At the same time in me you will be one?" Veronica had smiled at him. "Yeah, I will be one of them sure" he quipped. No never. In fact, I've never had two guys together. Always wanted to, though." Veronica was getting hot. "Well, all in the family bitch, all in the family!" he laughed. "Will it hurt? Both together, I mean?" "Nah. The broads love it. I know a woman, Does it all the time. Even takes three, one in her mouth as well." "Oh god, Kamesh!" Veronica moaned. "What say, bitch? You game?" He remembered, she grinned, her eyes dancing, and, stopping him, rolled him over onto his back and straddled his hips, her cunt impaled on his penis. She bent and kissed him, her tongue deep in his mouth, her breasts hot on his chest. "Oh yes, Kamesh baby ... I'm game. I'm game ... c'mon ... do it now ... fuck me, Kamesh ... fuck me like a slut!" Back to the present in the Zen, Shanti stopped the voice player on the phone and looked at him – "Now tell me, are you a normal or a maniac – sex maniac?" and laughed. "Wolf or Bear " Kamesh dropped her home and did not do the obvious which she was wanting, he decided to give her a skip and retuned home. He was not keen to mix up issues so soon, one Veronica for now was enough and he did not want to complicate things, he had settle this issue of Shanti holding the strings on Veronica and he called her out to the parking and while she waited down, he taxied around for some time around before coming into the building parking and found her at his spot – parked and asked her "Why did allow Shanti to spy on us and let her possess evidence on our escapade? We need to trust each other if we have to continue otherwise leave the place right now and give some excuse to Aruna" "Either way – I cannot escape Shanti – she is the one who manages my escort business – I am a whore and work as an escort, I don't have any other job so this is not going to work either way, I can minimize the impact on you and from now we can be more discreet and allow privacy to our affair – will think on what to tell her" frankly spoke Veronica. Veronica was instructed by Shanti "slide him into complete debauchery, he should come panting for me after he has been drenched in your sluttish holes" Veronica dressed carefully for the occasion, in a knee-length gown in black cotton. It had broad shoulder straps and a square, button-down yoke in front that was closely contoured to her chest. She left the buttons undone so that her breasts were squeezed together by the tightly configured cloth to form a deep and tantalizing cleavage in which her gold necklace nestled. The back of the gown dropped low to just above her buttocks. She wore no underwear and her hair was coiled in a cute bun behind her head. The gold chain glittered on her honey skin. She looked bewitching. He came out of the door and held her and turned her around and slapped her "How long will you torture me like this" and his cock was all over the place "COME ON, Veronica ... lick my cock ... suck me with your tongue!" The slut was going over it like she was programmed and took his dick in her hand and moistened her fingers with saliva and whispered "I know you are lusting for me for quite a while" voice was husky and sibilant, deeply erotic. The darkly handsome, Kamesh smiled down at his lovely, dusky maid, her body was luscious, already ripened into womanhood, with large breasts and flared hips. Her belly was firm and flat, her arms and legs smooth and slender. Her face was delicate, with a fine nose, flared nostrils, a lovely, sexy mouth meant for sucking and kissing and fucking. Her eyes were large and brown rimmed with *kajal*, and her hair was silky and dark with auburn highlights, twisted into a braid. Kamesh smiled and thrust his face into her crotch. Veronica gasped softly and arched her back in pleasure. His tongue rippled down her sodden cunt-lips and through moist flesh within. It felt wonderful. Veronica spread her legs still wider and, gripped his head in her crotch, her hips raised high. His tongue swirled through her cunt-flesh and flickered against her gorged clitoris. "Ohhhh uhh yeh ... ohh god Kamesh yeh!" she moaned softly. He slid his hands up to her turgid breasts and squeezed them, pinching her rigid nipples. Veronica sighed in pleasure, writhing on the bed. His tongue jabbed into her cunt and she gasped loudly, arching her back. "Ohh! OH! Oh yes! Yes! Ohh! Unhhh! Ohhhh!" Her face flipped languorously from side to side, her lips parted in a gentle 'O' of pleasure. Her body jerked back and forth on the bed as though she was being fucked, and her full, ripe breasts jiggled erotically. She squeezed them in rising excitement, moaning with pleasure. It was not long before Shanti had her share of the 'victim' and he succumbed – he was after all lusting for her since long now – right from that evening when she had come to their place along with Sridhar – a year ago, and Veronica did her job well. A few days into her 7th month, Aruna and Ayesha left – to Aruna's parents' and it was a faked poignant send off – Shanti was there at the station and so was Veronica. That evening – Veronica was in the kitchen cooking and by design Shanti was stationed tonight – she wanted to eat her cake and have it too, it was first night mood and she picked out the white saree from her fiend's closet and asked Veronica to do quick pedicure work on all parts of her body especially anal and the crevice between the two crucial holes – she knew what was to be done there – and it was not going to be easy for him to refuse her today. Shanti knew that Kamesh and Veronica would fuck incessantly for a week till, in the end, both were drained and exhausted. Their love and lust was so intense that it threatened to consume their beings, and they seldom fucked except by careful design. Instead, both contented their natural sexual urges by fucking right inside the house with Aruna very much around. Shanti was glad for it. It told million about the lecher he was and how much infidelity in him and adulterous she was – both sinners and extremely sexually liberated animals. The evening arrived – and he did not have much to resist – he tried to fondle and rub his hands around the maid in the kitchen when the pussy in the stunning dress showed up and radiated – and after collecting some butter and milk and some cut fruits left for the bedroom "Hi – am retiring to your bedroom for today – you can say Good night later if you want to sleep with me" she winked. Shanti closed her eyes on the bed and pictured Kamesh's cock. It would be dark and thick, too thick to take fully in her mouth, too thick even to encircle fully in her fingers. It would be long and strong, pulsating, dark, thick-veined. She could almost feel it now, touching her cunt-lips, gently prising them open, than spreading them wider and wider to receive its immensity, then piercing through, touching her very soul. She ached for it, for that beautiful enormity to invade her flesh and plough into her body mercilessly tormenting her and driving her to fits of passion that no one else could. She knew that she would love every inch of his body and his cock, every vein, every curve and contour; and she would love his cock with her mouth, her face, her breasts, her cunt, her anus, her entire being. Soon our man came and he was there – completely naked with cock protruding and he drew her closer and her body warmed at the touch of his hands on her naked midriff. His head bent to hers and her eyes fluttered shut, her lips parting slowly under his. His lips met hers, brushed them, then slowly he drew the lower one between his and sucked on it. His tongue invaded her mouth slowly, gliding between her lips and flicking against her own and she groaned deep in her throat as her excitement mounted. His hands slid up over her short, tight silk blouse to cup her breasts. As he squeezed the fleshy mounds gently, marveling at their superb contours, relishing the feel and weight and shape of them filling his hands, they grew hot and hard and swelled, her nipples stiffening quickly. His lips slid down over her mouth, down the line of her neck and throat and he slid the *pallu* of her *silk sari* of her shoulder. His lips and tongue trickled into the deep valley between her breasts, and his hands and fingers stroked her bare belly, caressing it just above her pubis, gently sliding around to her buttocks, back again to her thighs. He flicked open the buttons of her blouse and opened the top two. He bent his head and his tongue explored the deep vale between her breasts. Shanti trembled in excitement. His hot breath seared on her nipple through the thin material of the blouse and she shuddered in excitement, arching her head. Her nipple quivered between his lips. He tugged at it gently with his teeth, rolled it between them. She gasped as the fires leapt to her groin. He moved to the other breast, kneading the first in his fingers. Shanti unbuttoned his loose shirt with trembling fingers. She pulled it off and, moaning softly, caressed his sculpted chest. His hands slid down her smooth back and he tugged at her *sari*. It unraveled and fell to her feet with the softest of whispers. She was naked under it and his hands slid over her firm, flat buttocks and slender thighs. She trembled and bent her head to his chest, licking his nipple. He sighed softly. Her tongue swirled over the tough little knot of flesh, and then her lips flowered around it and she sucked gently. Kamesh sighed in pleasure as tiny flames of pleasure leapt from his nipples and coursed through his magnificent frame. He cupped her cunt and was delighted to find it already wet. She groaned and her legs shuffled apart, her cunt-lips opening for him. He arched a finger into her slit and she whimpered deep in her throat, moving to his other nipple, her hips swaying and writhing erotically. Shanti began to move lower and Kamesh murmured in pleasure as her tongue and lips snaked down his torso. He slid his hands into her blouse and cupped her swollen breasts, flicked her rigid nipples, kneeling before him, Shanti nuzzled his crotch. She moaned softly and kissed the enormous bulge between his thighs. Slowly, her hands crawled up to the clasp of his trousers. She flipped it open and slowly pulled down his fly and stretched it open in a wide V. She moaned at the sight of his mammoth shaft tucked neatly in the fly; he wore no underwear. Her lips parted hungrily and her eyes glittered with lust, her nostrils flaring. Kamesh knew the signs well and he smiled gently. Whimpering in excitement, Shanti pressed her lips to the base of his shaft as she pulled his trousers open and tugged them down his legs. They puddled at his ankles and his limp cock hung before her face, gargantuan, glorious, gorgeous, Shanti thrilled with lust at the mere sight of it. She joined her palms from heel to the tip of her little finger, forming an open, shallow cup, such as Hindu priests are wont to use in rituals. She cupped his shaft in her palms, the cock-head between her wrists, and lifted it gently to her parted lips. Kamesh reached down and rolled back his foreskin, watching her with a slight smile. Her face was suffused with excitement, her eyes half-closed. She was almost in a devotional trance. Slowly, her lips parted further and her tongue slid out and coiled sinuously around his bulging cock-head. He murmured softly. It felt wonderful. She licked it again, moaning deep in her throat and slowly, her lips inched towards it. He waited patiently. Her lips pressed to his cock-head, then parted and slowly slid down around it. He murmured as he felt her tongue at work on his cock-head in her mouth. She raked her fingernails up and down his shaft, cupped his balls lovingly. The shaft of his penis was shorn smoothly to the base; his scrotum was shaved clean. He did this because, for one so hugely endowed, it was essential to ensure no discomfort to his partner, especially if he was sodomizing her - which he fully intended to do to Shanti. She loved having her butt fucked and he did it better than anyone else. The shaven cock-shaft also heightened his enjoyment. Kamesh sighed in pleasure as her warm, moist mouth engulfed his cock-head. She sucked cock like few women could, with longing and deep, genuine desire and relish. His belly rippled and he focused his mind on his groin, savoring the exquisite pleasure of her lips and tongue on his cock-head, her fingernails and teeth raking his thick shaft. Slowly, his cock stirred, warmed, filled with blood and lust. It grew longer and thicker and hotter and harder in her mouth, distending her face. Shanti moaned softly, sucking insistently, rising with his cock, her hands lifting her breasts erotically. Kamesh murmured in pleasure and fucked her mouth slowly and heavily, holding her face in both hands and rocking her head back and forth between his legs. His cock felt heavenly, hot and thick and hard, throbbing with lust, musky and erotic. Shanti's head swam with excitement and she sucked it lovingly, with mounting desire. Slowly, her head rose and she moved higher, kissing his belly, tonguing his navel, and guided his cock into her cleavage inside her blouse. Kamesh sighed as she squeezed her breasts over his penis. "Mmm, yes ... that's nice," he murmured. She groaned, rubbing her breasts over his shaft, raking it with her nipples. He could feel her long *mangalsutra* and gold necklace rippling against the shaft of his cock and it felt very sexy. "Kamesh ... please ... cream in my face ... and on my tits ... " How could he refuse? He smiled gently and nodded. Shanti slipped his penis out of her blouse. Smiling seductively, she lifted her hands behind her neck and released the clasp of her long *mangalsutra*. Kamesh watched, intrigued, waiting patiently. Her eyes dancing mischievously, she twisted it once round his shaft and then looped it over his hips, fixing the clasp in the small of his back. Now her *mangalsutra* was his girdle, the twin-cupped pendant nestled under his shaft against his balls. "That's better," she murmured, licking his cock-head. "That's very sexy." Kamesh chuckled softly. If it turned her on, he saw no reason to object. On her knees, she leaned away, on hand outstretched, palm on the floor by her calves, her breasts thrust up. She guided his penis into her blouse again, this time from beneath, past the lower hem, so that it tunneled through her cleavage and the cock-head popped out in the neck of her blouse, towards her face. She smiled sexily and her mouth opened and she craned her neck, questing for his cock. Kamesh was deeply aroused. Shanti rocked slowly on her knees with her hands behind her legs and her back curved and breasts thrust upward. As she moved, her breasts squeezed over his shaft, masturbating him. At the same time, her mouth was open and his cock-head was between her lips. And his penis was festooned by her *mangalsutra*. Kamesh grunted in pleasure and fucked her breasts and face. Bent backward on her knees before him, Shanti sucked and licked his penis greedily, moaning as the heavy shaft rasped between her breasts. Her nipples were hard with lust, her breasts heavy and swollen. Kamesh pumped his hips rhythmically back and forth. She thought the sight of her *mangalsutra* on his hips, the pendant on his balls was infinitely erotic. She sucked his penis languorously, almost lazily, swirling her tongue over the swollen cock-head, rocking back and forth. Kamesh savored the gentle burgeoning of his prick as he pumped his hips back and forth at his sister. Finally, murmuring in pleasure, he allowed himself the pleasure of surrender. His cock throbbed and quivered. Shanti sensed his orgasm and opened her mouth wide, his cock-head resting on her lower lip. Jizz spurted suddenly from the slit in his cock-head and flooded her mouth. Shanti moaned and swallowed his spout, thick trails of it dribbling over her chin and cheeks. He slid out of her breast-sheath and she shook his cock in her fist, more gunk spurt out and spattered her face. She pointed it to her cleavage and jerked it vigorously. Jizz dribbled between her breasts. She squeezed her breasts over his cock again. Murmuring softly, she caressed her gunk-spattered face with his penis. "It looks very sexy, with my *mangalsutra*," she murmured. "I want to suck your cock again." "Later," he grunted, pushing her head away. "Enough for now I think." "Never say that," Shanti giggled. "Not about your cock." He laughed and they fell to the floor, kissing and fondling each other. He unbuttoned her silk first night blouse and pulled it off, how many times he had mauled this blouse off Aruna and now he was peeling it off her friend's torso, squeezing her hot breasts, sticky with his seed. He massaged his cum into her flesh, her aureoles, pinched her nipples. She shivered and writhed. He kissed her deeply, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She sucked on his tongue and her hands roamed his body, tracing its superb contours, caressing his flesh, crawling down to his crotch to fondle his penis. He cupped her cunt and she writhed as he split her cunt-lips open and rubbed his knuckle against her clitoris. She gripped his wrist and tried to get him to push a finger - preferably, several into her flesh, but he broke free. His tongue swirled through her ear and then followed the line of her face down to the hollows in her shoulders and slipped lower. Shanti whimpered in pleasure, her face turning to one side. His lips and tongue snaked lower, over her breasts, climbing one swollen crest, dipping into the sticky vale between up the other, running rapidly around the stubby point of the peak. Shanti shuddered and gasped. He sucked on one breast, nibbled the nipple, rubbed it across his teeth and gums and the roof of his mouth and then moved to the other. Squeezing both breasts together, he sucked on her nipples simultaneously. Shanti gasped and arched under him, her hands digging into his thick hair. He plucked her long gold necklace between his lips and rasped it over her nipples. She moaned, twisting and writhing in an agony of pleasure under him. Still squeezing her breasts, he moved lower, nuzzling her belly, tonguing her navel, moving his head between her thighs. Shanti moaned and spread her legs wide apart and stretched her cunt-lips open with the fingers of both hands. Her cunt was dripping wet, its musky, erotic odor made his head swim. His tongue slipped into her crack and Shanti gasped, arching sharply. His tongue was wonderful in her cunt, heavy and warm and hot. It slipped into her cunt-flesh, rippled through the moist softness, flicked like lightning at her gorged clitoris, slipped out, snaked inward again. Shanti gasped and panted in excitement. She clenched his head and moved it round and round between her thighs. Her hips jerked and lurched up and down. Her body snapped back and forth with little jerking motions, as though she was being fucked. Her mouth was open and she groaned and whimpered in pleasure, her head flipping from side to side. Her hands mauled her swollen breasts. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 03 "Ohhhhh ... yes ... yes ... oh god yes Kamesh yes! Ohhhhhh yes! Ohhh that's so good ... mmm ... yes ... that's it ... lick me, Kamesh, yes! Ohhh lick my slit Ohhh ma yes!" Shanti loved being tongue-fucked. The sensations were exquisite, delicate, intense, profound, his tongue rapped and jabbed at her clitoris, flicked it, his teeth nibbled it, his lips sucked it. She gasped and cried out, crushing her breasts in her hands, her hips pumping joyfully up and down the cries frenzied and aroused. Her cunt-juices flowed thick and free and Kamesh lapped them in pleasure, relishing the musky taste of her sex. She was on the verge of an orgasm when he stopped and pulled away. She groaned in despair, her hips twitching and heaving, her breathing ragged, her voice hoarse. He laughed gently and got to his feet again, pulling her up to her knees, pushing his cock at her face. Moaning, Shanti began jerking it one fist and then took it in her mouth and started sucking him again. Now her hunger was sharp and keen and she gripped his hips and sucked his cock deeply and hungrily, her head rocking back and forth between his thighs. He pumped his hips at her face, holding her head and moving it back and forth, reaching down to fondle her swollen breasts. She caressed his balls, tongued them, licked them, smiling to herself at the sight of her *mangalsutra* draped around his hips, twined over his shaft, its amulet against his balls. She scraped his shaft with the *mangalsutra* between her lips and he grunted and pushed his cock into her mouth again. She slid a finger between his buttocks and pressed it to his anus. "Mm, yeh ... c'mon suck it, bitch," he grunted. "Suck it good ... mm, yeh ... that's it c'mon ... suck it harder ... Ohhh yeh!" His anus went into spasm and convulsed under the pressure of her finger. That gave her an idea. She stopped sucking him and looked up. "Turn around. And bend over," she murmured. "I want your ass. He chuckled and obeyed. Turning his back to her, he bent forward over the low bed, his hands flat on the counterpane, his legs spread wide. Shanti shuffled around till she was behind him, on her knees. She pressed her face between his buttocks. Kamesh moaned softly. His anus was taut, puckered. Her tongue swirled over it. He moaned softly, his pulse quickening with pleasure. He could feel the softness of her face, the smooth skin of her cheeks and the moistness of her tongue between his buttocks. Her tongue rapped at his anus and her fingers stroked his cock and balls gently, deftly. Kamesh's body rippled with lust; his balls surged with excitement. Now Shanti unclasped the *mangalsutra* from the small of his back and drew the two strands between his thighs and up into the cleft between his buttocks. Her lips slid lower, down along the hard ridge of flesh under his anus to his balls. She sucked his balls one by one, flicked them with her tongue in her open mouth. She took the ends of the *mangalsutra* and pressed them to his anus with her fingertip as her head burrowed between his thighs. Now her head was under his cock, tilted back like a suckling calf's, and the *mangalsutra* ran over her cheek and behind her, to his buttocks. She flipped around between his legs and began sucking his cock again and pressed her finger to his asshole. Kamesh gasped and yielded and she slid the strands into his anus. He flung his head back and moaned loudly. "Oh fuck yes! Ohhhh yes Shanti yes! Ohhhhh god yes!" he gasped. Her fingertip slipped into his anus and he groaned, jerking her head back and forth, pumping his hips at her face, his head flung back, his penis throbbing in her mouth. Her finger slid in and out of his anus, twisting and rolling the beads of her *mangalsutra* in his rear channel. The fires in his loins grew and spread. He gasped, his magnificent chest heaving, his face flushed with excitement. Abruptly, she stopped sucking his cock and slipped her finger out of his anus. He groaned. She grinned at him, and ensured that a good bit of her *mangalsutra* was still in his anus. He was about to pull it out when she stopped him. "Leave it. I want it there. For later." "Bitch." "It takes two to tango, stud," she giggled. "That's my insurance." "For what?" "To make sure you come inside me." "Fuck you." "I certainly hope so." He grinned and pushed her down on her back on the large, low, well-sprung bed. She giggled at the sight of her *mangalsutra* twined round his cock and balls, embedded in his ass. He scowled at her in feigned irritation. She giggled again, and her laugh was infectious and he laughed with her. "It looks very cute," she said. "Married to the cock." "Mm. C'mon, Kamesh. Let's fuck." He bent over her and they kissed slowly and deeply, fondling each other's bodies. He cupped her breasts and she caressed his muscular back and deep chest sensuously. He rummaged between her legs and they opened readily for him. Reaching into the drawer of the bedside table, he found a dildo. It was ten inches long, a hollow cylinder with knurls and knobs and spikes and ridges on its surface. Both ends were open, one slightly narrower than the other, so that it tapered. The edges were smoothly rounded. It was one of Shanti's favorites. Her eyes glittered when she saw it in his hands and she opened her legs and pulled her cunt-lips wide with one hand for it. "Fuck yes, I want that," she muttered. "C'mon, shove it into my slit." Slowly, Kamesh pressed the tube into her cunt. Shanti gasped and arched, the fingers of one hands keeping her cunt-lips stretched wide, her other hand digging into his shoulders. Her back arched and her mouth jerked open. Kamesh bent his head and sucked her breast, lying on side beside her. He pressed the tube deeper into her. Shanti's head snapped back, her neck craned, her face twisted in a rictus of lust. She squeezed her breasts with her free hand in a frenzy, her other hands clawing her cunt-lips wide. The huge tube tunneled into her flesh, the knobs and ridges and knurls crushing her cunt-flesh and clitoris, the hard spikes bending as they went in, then flipping up inside her to scrape her cunt-flesh gently. "Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh ohfuckohfuckohfuck ohh yes oh yes oh uh oh oh oh uh oh uh," Shanti gasped, her chest heaving, her body writhing, her hips pumping. Kamesh slid the dildo deeper and deeper into her and then began to masturbate her with it. His eyes never left her face. Shanti moaned and gasped, writhing and thrashing erotically on the bed by him. Her face was radiant with lust. He kissed her hungrily, immensely aroused by the sight of her. She groaned and caressed her breasts sensuously, hissing in pleasure as he rocked the dildo in and out of her flesh. Her hips pumped and jerked and her body jerked and snapped and rolled gently up and down on the bed. Kamesh sucked her breasts sharply and then, without warning, pressed his lips to the open end of the dildo and started blowing into it. Shanti gasped and cried out and arched steeply, her fingers digging into his hair. His breath was funneled by the dildo and speared her slit like a hot knife. He exhaled sharply, repeatedly, and her body jerked and arched, convulsing frantically. He crushed her breasts in his hands and she groaned, her hips thrust up, quivering in tension as the orgasm neared. Just before it broke, he rose. Her face twisted in rage and then the anger gave way to an expression of incredulous joy and wonder, for he had moved up over her, between her legs, and was slowly squeezing his rigid penis into the tube that impaled her cunt. He grinned down at her. "Like it?" "Oh fuck yes!" she gasped in awe as she felt his huge penis stretch the sheath and, through it, her cunt. His penis squeezed through the sheath, both moving deeper into her, the ridges and knobs and knurls and spikes crushing her cunt-flesh. She gasped and moaned, her breath coming in sharp, heaving, ragged cries as he pushed and tunneled deeper and deeper. 'Oh god yes oh yes oh yes fuck me Ohhhh fuck me yes ohhh god yes Kamesh yes fuck me please ohhh yes!" Shanti gasped. Now his magnificent body was angled over hers, his arms outstretched, his biceps bulging. On his knees between her thighs, he flexed his buttocks slowly, squeezing his cock deeper still into her flesh. Shanti's head swam with delirious excitement. It was wonderful, the very best fucking, better than with anyone else. She clung to his arms, panting and gasping like a bitch in heat, her chest heaving. Kamesh grinned down at her and pushed his cock deeper into her cunt. She was a fabulous fuck: her cunt was hot and tight as a vice, sucking voraciously and greedily on his mammoth erection and her fair-skinned, curved body throbbed and writhed eagerly for more. Deep in her flesh, he paused. "Oh ma oh ma oh ma oh ma oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh," Shanti panted. Her eyes were closed, her lips parted, her nostrils flared and her head was arched. Her chest rose and fell rapidly. Kamesh thought she looked incredibly lovely. He bent his head and dragged his tongue down her face to her breasts. She moaned as he lapped at one stiff nipple, then the other then slowly nibbled on them. Her hips gyrated beneath his. "Come on, come on, come on," she muttered. "Fuck me, Kamesh, fuck me ... please!" Gently, he began fucking his wife's best friend with smooth, long strokes, moving his hips steeply up and down, slowly back and forth. His penis moved a full ten inches in its sawing, grating, grinding, spiraling length; and the thick rubber tube rasped and scraped over her cunt-flesh as he moved. His buttocks flexed and un-flexed rhythmically, steadily, unhurriedly. His penis crushed her cunt-flesh. Beneath him, Shanti gasped and panted, her back arching and falling in a rhythm that matched his thrusts. Kamesh watched the spasms of lust and pleasure on her face, moving slowly and unhurriedly. She dug her hands into his thick biceps, her forearms along his. Her breasts were hot and swollen. Her cunt was incredible: hot and tight and wet, convulsing and cramping powerfully on his piston like penis. "Ohhh Kamesh yes! Ohhh god yes! Fuck me! Fuck me! Ohhh ... uhhh ... Ohhhh ... uhhh ... ohhh uhhh ohh uhh ohhh uhhh ohhh uhhh ohhh uhhh uhhh uhhh uhhh uhhh ohhh uhhh yes!" she gasped. Her body rocked and jerked and her breasts jiggled and bounced with his thrusts. Kamesh kept moving with an utterly steady, metronomic action, his penis sliding in and out, in and out in and out. Shanti's head rolled from side to side and she whimpered deliriously. His mammoth penis, sheathed in the hard rubber tube, crushed and plundered her flesh, filling her cunt to bursting. She could feel the extraordinary heat and hardness of him. Whimpering her hips and cunt heaving rhythmically under his, she smiled sensuously at him, caressing his handsome face, his deep chest. Arching her head, she licked his small, hard nipples. Her hands slid down his back to his buttocks and she began toying with the *mangalsutra* that was still half-embedded in his anus. Kamesh smiled, grunting in pleasure, as she moved it in and out of his ass with her fingertip and then slowly began to draw it out. The release in pressure was exquisitely erotic. He groaned and pressed his cock deeper into her flesh, making her moan and arch in delight under him. The *mangalsutra* twined in her fingers, she caressed his body and back and arms. Kamesh's rhythm did not vary and Shanti whimpered deliriously; it was incredible, this relentless, demanding, driving fucking. Kamesh paused and slipped the sheath of his cock. Shanti waited, whimpering, gasping and panting under him. Slowly, he slid into her again. She gasped, arching hard as his huge penis tunneled into her flesh, hot and hard. It felt wonderful, having his naked cock in her cunt at last. She groaned, and her hips churned hard against his. He fucked her for several minutes in that position, with the same, steady, unvarying rhythm. And then he began to move faster. Beneath him, Shanti cried out, her body twisting and lurching and writhing as the huge penis plundered her flesh. His buttocks flexed and un-flexed and his hips rose and fell in a mesmerizing, rapid rhythm. His cock appeared and disappeared into her flesh, pushing and squeezing and tunneling and burrowing and plowing in deeper and deeper. "Oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh ma uh oh ma oh ma oh ma oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh," Shanti panted deliriously, her head whipping from side to side. "C'mon, take it, take it, bitch, take it, take my prick, whore take it! Oh fuck yes oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck yes oh fuck yes oh fuck yes take it *rundi, chul saali rahnd chul*!" His words burned in her ears. He bent his head and thrust his tongue into her mouth. She arched her body under his, her breasts hot under his chest. She gripped his face, her *mangalsutra* twined in her fingers, and kissed him feverishly, sucked his earlobe, swirled her tongue lasciviously through his ear in an utterly wanton gesture. "Harder," she gasped. "Fuck me harder, Kamesh! Fuck me like a whore!" He grunted and rose on his outstretched arms and knees. Flinging his head back, gasping loudly, he started ramming and reaming his cock into his sister's flesh. His hips snapped rapidly back and forth and his huge penis plunged went faster and faster, in and out of her cunt, till he was entering her at a furious, ramming pace. His knees levered her thighs wide and Shanti lay pinned under him, her body jerking and rocking violently with his thrusts. Her orgasm loomed and then broke in a series of crashing, back to back orgasms. Her cunt convulsed frantically on his penis. Groaning, he slowed abruptly and skewered her heavily, with a cruel, rolling twist of his hips that made his penis enter her from all angles. She gasped and cried out, her hands crushing her breasts in an erotic frenzy and then, abruptly, he resumed ram-fucking her. Shanti cried out thinly, her face contorting and twisting with lust as the huge cock hammered into her flesh. Her orgasm intensified and dragged on. Finally, it ebbed and he slipped out of her cunt and turned her over onto her front. Shanti moaned thickly, her body still trembling with tension. Kamesh leaned over, his lips hot on her skin. She was sweating and strands of hair clung damply to the nape of her neck. His hard penis throbbed against her buttocks. He shoved his hands under her body and cupped her breasts, squeezing them hard. She groaned. Her face was turned on one side. He tongued her ear, sucked her lobe, kissed her deeply. He pressed his penis into the cleft between her buttocks. Shanti murmured softly as she felt the huge cock-head at her anus. "I want your ass," he murmured. "I want to fuck your butt." Shanti loved being sodomized. The erotic sensations of being fucked in the ass were unmatched; and no one did it better than Kamesh, with his monstrous penis and awesome skill. Incredibly, there was never pain, just wave after wave of intense pleasure. She spread her legs, squirming, lifting her buttocks. Kamesh chuckled. "Later," he murmured. "After I finish with your cunt." Kneeling behind her, he pulled her up onto her knees and forearms. Shanti groaned as he caressed her body, fondling her swollen, pendulous breasts, her belly, her hips, her buttocks and thighs. Her knees spread and he pressed his penis between her buttocks to her cunt. She groaned softly when she felt the fierce heat of the cock-head at her cunt-lips; and then, with a loud moan, flexing his buttocks and swinging his hips, he thrust into her smoothly and deeply. Shanti gasped sharply as the enormous penis burst into her cunt, surging swiftly deep into her body. Her head snapped up, her mouth jerked open in a wide 'O' and her body lurched forward. "Ohmaunh AHHHHHHHHH!" she gasped. "Oh ma oh ma oh ma OHHH!" "Yeh ... ohfuckyes!" Kamesh breathed as her cunt convulsed frantically on his hard, throbbing penis, squeezing it eagerly. Shanti's face creased in radiant pleasure. Moaning, she swung her hips gently in circular motion, mashing her cunt-flesh with his cock, spiraling backward onto his penis. "C'mon Kamesh fuck me fuck me ... please ... fuck me," she whimpered. Grunting in pleasure, his fingertips in the small of her back, Kamesh fucked her steadily and swiftly. His hips swung back and forth in an undulating, curving action so that his penis sawed in and out of her cunt like a scimitar. Shanti moaned and cried out, rocking and jerking under him, her body swinging back and forth, her heavy, swollen breasts bouncing. Kamesh grabbed her *mangalsutra* from the bed where she had abandoned it and, flipping it over her neck again, twined his fingers in it and then cupped her breasts. Shanti gasped as the hard, cold metal bit into her aching, rigid nipples. "Oh yes! Ohh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me Kamesh! Fuck me harder!" she gasped. They moved faster and faster and his penis appeared and disappeared between the creamy curves of her buttocks. Her breasts wobbled and swung with her necklaces. Her buttocks bounced off his thighs. He gripped her breasts and jerked her back and forth on his cock dragging her cunt down deeper and deeper, burying his burning penis in her hot, wet cunt-flesh. Her cunt convulsed and cramped in a frenzy of his penis and he groaned. She shoved a hand under her thighs and squeezed his balls eagerly. Gasping in pleasure, Kamesh leaned forward over her, his hips pummeling her buttocks, and gripped her pendulous breasts. Shanti whimpered in joy and her buttocks writhed erotically under him. She turned her face to his and he kissed her hungrily, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth. Her breasts were hot and swollen in his hands, the nipples rigid. Kamesh crushed his cock deeper into her cunt. With shuddering moan, Shanti orgasm, her cunt biting down on his sawing penis. Kamesh gasped and grimaced, his handsome head flung back, his muscular body corded, sheathed with sweat. Holding her hips, he jerked her body back and forth greedily, yanking her cunt up and down the length of his shaft. Shanti moaned thickly, her head hanging between her arms. At last he slowed and sank back on his haunches, his cock still inside her, bringing her body upright on her knees. She knelt in front of him, his cock deep in her cunt his hands on her swollen breasts. She tilted her face back and looped an arm over his neck. He kissed her, licked her armpit sucked her breast. She moaned writhing out her buttocks on his lap. "God I love your cock in my slit," she whimpered. "And I love your cunt on my prick," he smiled, licking her nipple. Kamesh squeezed and fondled her swollen breasts. Shanti whimpered, writhing in pleasure on his lap, and kissed him hungrily, thrusting her tongue into his mouth. His penis throbbed in her slit. Groaning, she arched her head and, leaning forward on her outstretched arms, began to move her body back and forth, sliding her cunt up and down the length of his immense shaft. As her cunt went into a spasm and convulsed on his penis, squeezing eagerly on its thickness and hard heat. Kamesh crushed her breasts and moved her body up and down on his penis. They moved faster, their bodies rocking and jerking with rising urgency, her cunt sliding steeply up and down the length of his immense tumescence. Kamesh squeezed her heavy, swollen breasts and rolled them in his palms. Shanti moaned and ground her cunt around on his cock. "Fuck me fuck me... yes ... fuck me Kamesh ... ohhhh god yes!" "C'mon, take it! Take it Shanti, take my cock!" he grunted, swirling his tongue through her ear. Shanti trembled and moaned and arched her head. "Ohhh yes! Ohhh god yes! Fuck me! Fuck me Kamesh yes ... ohhh god yes!" she gasped. She whimpered and moaned as another orgasm rocked her body. Her cunt convulsed on his cock and her hips sank down deeply. Her face jerked upward and she gasped loudly, her back arching stiffly. Kamesh crushed her swollen breasts and tugged at her nipples. She shuddered and writhed on his lap. He waited patiently as the orgasm ebbed. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 03 "Now," he grunted his tongue in her ear. "Now I want your ass, bitch. I want to fuck your butt. Come on." Shanti groaned thickly. Her head swam with pleasure and excitement. She enjoyed being sodomized and no one did it better than her brother. Gasping, she slid off his penis and she leaned forward again, pressing her shoulders to the bed, lifting her buttocks and hips high. She spread her knees wide apart and her buttocks creased open, exposing her tender anus to his view. Kamesh chuckled softly and caressed the narrow opening. Shanti writhed at his touch. Bending, he pressed his face to her butt and rimmed her ass with his tongue. She groaned loudly, her face turned on side on the bed. Her anus was musky and erotic to the taste. Her buttocks writhed in pleasure as he ran his tongue round and round the puckered flesh, pressing inward. He rose and straddled her hips in a deep, strong squat, his knees bent. Shanti tensed as he pressed his penis between her buttocks. The enormity of his cock-head was at her anus. "Set?" he murmured. She nodded. Slowly, he flexed his buttocks. His hips slid forward. The huge cock-head pressed at the tight flesh of her anus, pushed through. The cock-head popped into her rear-channel. "Ohunhhohunhunhhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" The breath whooshed from Shanti's throat. She dug her fingers into the rich counterpane. Her face contorted in a rictus of lust, her mouth wide open, her eyes squeezed shut, her lips drawn back over her strong, white, even teeth. Her neck jerked back and her body arched inward. Her buttocks stiffened, quivered, tensed. Kamesh paused with his cock-head in her asshole. "You okay?" he murmured softly. "Shall I stop?" Shanti gasped and shook her head. "No ... for god's sake don't ... stop ... shove it all in Kamesh ... slowly ..." Kamesh took his time. Few women could receive the immensity of his penis in their cunts, let alone in their anuses. Shanti was one of the exceptions. He knew that she loved this as much as he, and would want his entirety in her anus. Gently, unhurriedly, he slid himself deeper into her anal channel. The sensations of her brother's monstrous penis squeezing and crushing through her anal flesh were overwhelming. Waves of pleasure racked her body. Shanti gasped and moaned, rocking and swaying gently back and forth and from side to side. Deeper and deeper he went, his cock seemingly endless, pushing and probing the innermost recesses of her being. Her belly and anus ached and her body throbbed with hot lust. His hands slid gently up her flanks and cupped her succulent breasts. She groaned and pressed herself into his hard hands. Thrusting an arm under her body, she squeezed his heavy balls. "Ohh ... uhhh ... ohhhh ... uhhh ... ohhh yes ... yes ... oh god yes, Kamesh, yes ... do it ... fuck me, baby ... fuck my ass!" Shanti panted. Bent over her, his body angled steeply forward, his hands clenching and squeezing her breasts in excitement, Kamesh began fucking Shanti's ass. It convulsed frenetically on his throbbing penis, making him groan in pleasure. "Take it ... fuck yes! Take it all, whore, take my prick!" he gasped. Slowly, he slid his hips back, un-flexed his buttocks. His penis slid outward, and Shanti gasped at the exquisite release in pressure. Out and out he went, till just the tip of his cock-head remained in her anus. She moaned and her buttocks rose eagerly, splitting open wantonly. "Shove it in, Kamesh!" she gasped. "Shove it in again! Oh! Uhhh OHHHHH uhhh OHHH yes OHHHHHHHH yes-yes-yes!" Kamesh slid his throbbing cock into her anus again, and Shanti the Tamil Iyer Whore – a very sexy faced woman gasped thickly, her body bending and arching, sliding forward under his thrust. Slowly, he slid out and in again, stroking gently and smoothly in and out of her clone rear channel. Shanti felt giddy with pleasure. His cock was enormous and it plowed deeply in and out of her anus with a smooth, slow, mesmerizing rhythm. She masturbated frantically, flicking her gorged clitoris with two fingers. Her buttocks writhed and shook as he impaled her asshole again and again. Her body rocked and swung with his motions. On and on he went, taking his time, sodomizing her unhurriedly and thoroughly. "C'mon, bitch, c'mon ... take it ... uhhh yeh! Take it all, whore! Take it! Come on ... come on ... *come on*!" His buttocks flexed and un-flexed rhythmically. His hips rocked back and forth. His enormous penis glistened and gleamed as it stroked slowly in and out of her asshole, appearing and disappearing between the creamy curves of her buttocks. He was bent steeply forward astride her, his hands crushing her breasts and, under him, her buttocks raised high, her shoulders pinned to the bed, Shanti moaned and gasped, her body rocking back and forth, sliding up and down the sheets with his thrusts. Between her legs, her fingers worked her cunt and clitoris frantically. Her hips swayed and trembled and shook with excitement as her orgasm neared. "Ohhhh ... yes! Ohhh fuck yes! Fuck me! Fuck my ass Kamesh Ohhh uhhh OHH OH OH OH OHHHHH yes! Ohhh god yes! Yes! Yes!" With a shuddering gasp, Shanti had a prolonged orgasm. Her cunt convulsed on her pumping finger and, simultaneously, her anus contracted in a frenzy state on his penis. Kamesh gasped and slid deeper into her, his handsome head arching back. Burying himself in her anus, he waited, savouring the exquisite pleasure of her orgasm. It ebbed slowly and he began moving again, fucking her butt once more, moving gently and steadily. The fires in his loins were uncontainable and, within seconds, he let himself go. The heat poured from his cock and she gasped as the searing jizz spurted into her asshole. Slowly, still ejaculating, he pulled out of her and spattered her buttocks and anus and cunt-lips with his jizz. Shanti gasped softly. He groaned in relief and gingerly squeezed his cock into her anus again. Shanti moaned thickly. Her body sagged to the bed and Kamesh bent over her, his legs spread wide, his cock embedded deep in her anus, and kissed her neck and tongued her ear. She writhed under him. Slowly, he pulled out of her. A few minutes later, he was on his back and she turned and slid over him and kissed him deeply. Her breasts were hot and heavy on his chest. He caressed her body tenderly. "God, I love fucking you, so lucky to have you today finally, slightly guilty of cheating Aruna" he murmured, sucking her lip. "That makes two of us, I am also doing the same cheating her, but it started with you straying and making it with Veronica." she smiled, her nipples hardening in his hands. "I want to fuck again." There she was in all her bare essentials – Veronica demanding her pound for the night. "Crazy whore." Shouted Shanti at Veronica. "Mm. But lucky, I got him first" Veronica was not to lose her shirt so easily. "If you say so come on join the party." "I do," Veronica murmured and began to snake down his body, kissing his chest, licking and sucking his nipples, going down to take his semi-erect penis between her breasts. She squeezed them in a warm, tight sheath over his cock and he could feel the hardness of her nipples scraping his shaft. Then she slid down and her lips opened and her tongue swirled out. Kamesh craned his neck and watched, his lust mounting, as she began sucking his cock again so soon after his interlude with her mistress Shanti. Shanti moaned softly watching the maid as she bent her head over Kamesh's lap. Holding his erect cock in one hand, she pumped the shaft eagerly. Her face was tilted to one side and Kamesh saw that it was radiant and soft with lust. Her lips parted and her tongue swirled over his cock-head. His penis was tangy and musky, erotic with the combined tastes of her cunt and ass and his jizz. She cradled his cock in an open palm and wound her tongue languorously around his cock-head. Kamesh groaned in pleasure. Whimpering and keening softly, as Veronica took his cock-head in her mouth and began to suck it gently, Shanti placed her mouth on the balls. Kamesh gasped at the touch. He caressed her face and breasts and then, as her sucking grew in ardor and intensity, held her head and rocked it up and down over his lap, pumping his hips under her face. "Oh fuck yes! God yes ... c'mon suck it! Suck it, whores Suck my cock and Balls!" he groaned. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 04 Kamesh had Shanti completely in his fold and firm grip– she pined for his prick and for a short period moved permanently with him – but then society starts talking and it became difficult to continue the act in his house – he was a smart guy – he had a penthouse without the knowledge of his spouse on rent a few months ago – he had taken it for his friend Ripu who came frequently down from Delhi and copulated with women he had taken up in the city, now it came to his use and what surprised him delightfully was the apparatus Ripu had installed in the bedroom of the penthouse –a whole video recording system and playback while conveniently relaxing back in the bed. Kamesh was going to enjoy this and the payback was Ripu at some time was going to have Shanti hook line and sinker – all her holes and in all shapes and also all the other sluts including her sister and Veronica. Well – that was contemplated and now Shanti was giving up work husband and even Ratan Chitra and others for this latest flavor in her life – Kamesh. He was desirable and undisputed lust for him was surging and absorbing her completely – and she was sure to quench all her thirst of sex in this man – and make him her slave or become his slave – it was not clear which was the equation, but as it unfolded she had little left to betray of her desire and extreme lust for Kamesh. She felt satiated and completely filled up with him. And Kamesh was using this opportunity of his wife away suitably and fruitfully. He had applied to work from home and with no responsibility back home – this penthouse became a hub of the sexual calisthenics. Everything was just the way Kamesh liked it. Up there was his wife's best friend and his favorite slut who was hot, naked, and wild, poised sexily above him. His favorite brandy was warm and exhilarating inside him. The plush bedroom was lit just right, his favorite music was playing in the background, and huge mirrors were hanging in place above the big, round bed. And his expensive, sophisticated video recorder system was capturing it all on tape. Kamesh glanced to the side of the bed for a moment and caught a glimpse of the big TV screen with the lovely image of Shanti languidly fingering herself to orgasm. He watched her slim fingers slowly dipping in and out of the brown slit between her long, loving legs. He heard her lust-filled voice coming through the speakers in gasps and sighs. It had been several weeks since he had made that film, he remembered. He turned his head, propping up a silk pillow, and gazed at the reflection in the bright, strategically placed mirror at the foot of the bed. There was Shanti's lovely face again. This time he viewed a reflection, but in the present and this time he saw her face flushed and excited and heard her moaning and gasping as she engulfed his swollen cock in her mouth. He watched contentedly. His cock felt wonderful in that hot, velvety mouth. She was as wildly turned on by sex as he was, just as promiscuous and just as daring, and he had never found anyone that could suck his long, thick pecker like she could. He enjoyed the show, watching first the taped Shanti playing with her wet, dark-haired pussy, then returning to the image of the real Shanti with her dark haired head bobbing up and down on his throbbing cock. He groaned deeply as he watched and felt her tongue lap hot circles around the bulbous head of his prick. The smooth dark of her tongue looked and felt beautiful against the red skin of his un-circumcised penis. Kamesh grasped her thigh and pulled it closer to his head. She was kneeling with her full, dusky ass facing him. She raised her thigh as he pulled it toward him and straddled his head with her luscious hips, not missing a stroke on his cock as she did so, here was the third view that Kamesh had at his command -- Shanti's fragrant, hot pussy spread out invitingly right in front of his sex-flushed face and hungry mouth. Her dark pubic hair was soft and fine, and framed her plump pussy-lips and tightly puckered anus. He stared at the beautiful, juicy sight for a long moment before taking his first taste of her wet cunt. Grasping the smooth, cool flesh of her buttocks, he spread her ass-cheeks and exposed even more of her lovely pussy. He saw her cunt open, her asshole spread, and her swollen clit strain from between her turgid pussy-lips as he pressed his face into her steaming crotch. Shanti released an ecstatic groan as she felt Kamesh's skilled tongue touch her excited cunt. She sucked harder on the head of his cock, straining to get more of his massive prick into her mouth as he began to excite her juicy pussy. Kamesh pressed his tongue lightly against Shanti's clit and licked smoothly up through the humid valley of her cunt, into her dripping hole, and onto her flexing asshole -- where he lingered for a moment to tantalize the wrinkled pucker. He then swept his tongue quickly back through the hot cleft of her cunt, pressing more firmly this time, and plucked the throbbing clit into his mouth, sucking hard. "Aaaaahhhhh ... that's right ... suck my clit, Kamesh ... suck it hard!" she cried, her mouth involuntarily leaving his cock as the delicious feelings in her loins swept through her entire body. She sucked his cock back into her quivering mouth, pulling him in deeper this time as he continued to tease her clit. He knew the way she liked it. He kept a steady pressure on that swollen bud of clit-flesh, feeling it throb and move, and then began to flick lightly and maddeningly with the tip of his tongue. Keeping the hot little love-button trapped with his lips, he vibrated it expertly with his tongue. He felt the warm sensation of his cock going deeper and deeper into her mouth in return. "Uuuuummmmm," she moaned her mouth and throat stuffed with Kamesh's cock. She was going wild with lust. Kamesh's hot mouth sucking and manipulating that most sensitive part of her cunt was unleashing all her passion. With her animal desires blazing, she fought back the reflex to gag and pressed her head down farther on Kamesh's long cock, letting it slide all the way into herthroat. Her lips pressed against his pubic hair as she gulped and sucked on his hot prick. The moans came from Kamesh now as he felt her consume his entire cock. He let her throbbing clit escape from his sucking mouth and began again to lap his tongue through the entire hot, wet region of her loins he licked in long strokes, massaging her burning crotch from clit to asshole. His actions were becoming more and more frenzied, and he could no longer pull his face away from her pussy to look at her erotic image in the mirror or on the television screen. He knew that as they each sucked and licked, the video recorder was capturing every moment of their bliss on tape. Shanti was on the brink of orgasm. Kamesh could tell by the way his cock was deep in her throat, and by the way her hips were starting to buck and twitch above his face. He could also tell by the way her cunt-hole was squeezing his tongue as he plunged deep into her pussy, and by the way her asshole was flexing excitedly. He knew that now was the time to push her over the edge of bliss -- before he came and while she was at the peak of her passion. He again captured her twitching clit between his lips and massaged and pulled firmly on her small dark bud. He felt the tiny center of passion throb as he pulled, her hot pussy-flesh stretching and straining as he clamped down more firmly. "Aaaaahhhh ... uuuuhhhh!" His skillful manipulation of herclit did the trick. Her head was raised above his cock, her facea mask of passion as she howled and moaned in the ecstasy of her orgasm. As her orgasm gradually faded, Shanti relaxed her lust-tightened body. She hung her head back between Kamesh's legs and sucked gently just at the head of his bloated cock. She sucked with her eyes closed, a placid, satisfied expression on her face. Kamesh took one last, loving lick at her tightly flexed asshole and gently pushed her hips forward. She knew just what he wanted her to do. All that was needed was a hint. She crept forward slowly on her knees, still straddling Kamesh's body. He watched with pleasure the lovely scene her spread ass-cheeks made as they shifted from side to side, opening and closing to reveal her asshole and the dark-haired pouch of her pussy- lips. Kamesh looked again at the TV screen. The image was still that of Shanti finger fucking. The scene was farther along now and her actions were less relaxed and more feverish. One hand was at hertits, kneading her soft, white tit-flesh while pulling at her erect nipples. Her other hand was still between her smooth thighs, her fingers alternately plucking at her clit, dipping into her twat, tantalizing her asshole. Her face now had the expression of a woman totally absorbed in the wonderful task of jerking off and doing a very good job of it. Shanti's hips were now poised over Kamesh's cock -- it waved erect, pointing straight at her luscious loins. Reaching between her legs, Shanti spread her hanging cunt-lips with her fingers. She pulled them widely apart, opening her twat for Kamesh's ten-inch prick. She slowly lowered herself until the head of his large tool was just touching the inner opening of her pussy. She released her hold on her cunt-flaps and her pussy-lips surrounded the head of his cock with warm wetness. "Uuummmmm ... you're hot tonight, baby," Kamesh groaned as thread of his cock was engulfed by her warm pussy. "Just feel this," Shanti said lustily. "If you think my pussy is hot on the outside, it's boiling on the inside!" She relaxed her hips and allowed herself to descend smoothly and steadily, his prick sliding straight into her cunt. Her hands went involuntarily to her smooth belly as she felt a wonderful sensation of fullness. Kamesh's hot cock was a perfect fit in her tight pussy. She lowered her hips until she was resting on Kamesh's pelvis, his cock buried to the hilt in the warm folds of her flesh. "Ooooohhhhh ... that's good ... can you feel how hot it is?" she asked in a hoarse, passion-filled voice as she enjoyed the tightly stuffed feeling in her deep pussy. She watched herself in the mirror at the foot of the bed. She had a full frontal view of her lovely body. Her long dark hair fell down on her shoulders. Her tits were taut and uplifted with jutting dark nipples. Her slim waist tapered out to full hips with the soft patch of her dark pubic hair at the base of her belly pressing into the blackhair that encircled the base of Kamesh's cock. "Yeah, baby," Kamesh answered. "It's boiling ... it's boiling hot in there!" Kamesh was enjoying the wonderful tight heat of her pussy and admiring his triple view of Shanti at the same time. Heturned his head away from the TV screen where Shanti was now beginning to probe her pussy with a large blue dildo. He looked down at his hips where she squatted with her flawless back and achingly beautiful ass facing toward him. He could see the base of his cock encircled by the turgid lips of her cunt, and her asshole nestled against his pubic hair, as she held his cock all the way inside her pussy. Turning his head slightly sideways, he was able to see her front side reflected in the mirror at the foot of the bed. She was stroking her tits, lightly pinching her swollen nipples as she watched her reflection and relished the feeling of his big cock inside her loins. He could see his balls pulled tightly up against the base of his cock, directly under the triangle of dark hair at the apex of her lower belly. She raised her body smoothly and slowly. His cock appeared, inch by inch, sliding wetly out of her pussy. It was red and glistening from the heat and wetness of her cunt. The lips of her cunt adhered to the smooth skin of his cock as she raised her hips higher. Her cunt seemed to suck at the prick that stretched her inflamed, dark lips. She stopped at the point where only the head of his burning tool was enclosed in the moist folds of her pussy-flesh. "How does it feel in there tonight, honey?" she purred knowing how he loved that first complete immersion in her twat. She flexed the mouth of her cunt as she held her body steady, squeezing his hard cock-head. "Oh, yeah ... it's good tonight, baby," Kamesh groaned, closing his eyes tightly from the biting sensation of her pussy squeezing his red, swollen cock-head. She's one in a million, he thought to himself. The only girl I've ever fucked who could control her pussy that way. She began lowering herself again, her pussy sucking in his cock. He watched with pleasure as the huge head of his massive prick first stretched her pussy-lips to their widest point, then moved smoothly on through to her hot, tight cunt. He had always been amazed at the ease with which she could consume his cock with her mouth or her cunt. Even her ass could take in the whole thing -- but not quite as easily and usually not without some coaxing from Kamesh. His cock was long and thick, and many of the women he had fucked just couldn't handle it. Not Shanti, however. He never ceased to enjoy watching her engulfing his gorgeous cock with herlips or twat or asshole. She was halfway down his cock by now, feeling the big head plow through her cunt-hole. Her pussy-juices were beginning to flow. She could feel them dripping from her widely stretched pussy. Her pubic hair and asshole were becoming saturated with her sweet, sticky juice. Shanti sighed deeply as the mouth of her pussy touched his pubic hair. She immediately began to slide her pussy up his cock again. She sped up her movements and was soon beginning another hot downward stroke. She began to groan deep in her throat with each upward stroke, then suck her breath sharply as she moved swiftly back down Kamesh's smooth cock, he watched her reflection in the mirror. Her face was flushed, her head thrown back with her mouth open, as she passionately caressed her tits and belly and thighs. At the downward portion of each thrust, she would grasp his fat balls in her hand and lightly squeeze his swollen nut-sac. As Kamesh looked back at the rear view of her body, her hips twitching and her ass-cheeks parting with each stroke, he realized that he was dose to shooting his cum into her pussy. He knew that now was the time to slow down and prolong the pleasure. He also knew that she was turned on enough at this point to take his entire cock into her tight, sexy asshole. "Hold on, baby!" Kamesh commanded, grabbing Shanti's ass tightly as he leaned forward. He held her there at the top of her stroke, her pussy barely making contact with the head of his cock. "Let's slow down just a little," he said softly, teasing her by flexing his cock in the mouth of her cunt. "Oh, Kamesh!" she whined. "Give it to me ... give it to me now!" Kamesh held on tightly to Shanti's squirming ass and prevented her from ramming herself back down on his cock. He watched with delight as her tender asshole flexed excitedly. He knew she was hot enough to let him stuff his whole cock into that tight little hole. "Okay, baby, okay," Kamesh said in a voice thickened by lust. "I'll give it to you ... in your ass." "Oh, Kamesh," Shanti moaned, "anywhere ... anywhere you say!" He looked on with pleasure as she raised her hips and released his cock from the strong grasp of her pussy. He was surprised at how easily she agreed to his demands. She usually had to be coaxed along for a while before she would let him stick that big cock of his into her ass. He released his grip on her ass-cheeks and turned his head to look at the television screen. The taped image of Shanti was going wild with the big, blue dildo. She was slamming the huge plastic cock into her pussy with crazed passion. Her face was flushed with deep, sexual desire. He loved watching her finger-fuck. Returning his gaze to the real Shanti, he saw that she had leaned forward, raising her ass away from his cock. He loved to watch her prepare herself for getting fucked in the ass. She spread her thighs wider. Reaching down between her legs, she began to dip her long fingers into her dripping cunt then rub the juices on her tightly flexed anus. She was first using only two, but she gradually worked three fingers into her still-excited pussy. Slowly withdrawing them, enjoying the feeling as she did so, she smeared her sweet, sticky cunt-sauce all over her dark asshole. Kamesh enjoyed this part of their little ritual almost as much as he loved the feeling of her tight asshole sliding down his cock. The thrill of watching a beautiful woman playing with her pussy and asshole was almost beyond compare. As she gradually soaked her puckered anus in love-juices, it took on the dark brown, feverish color of her inflamed pussy-flesh. Once it was properly lubricated, she began to lightly probe into the opening with her fingertips. Slowly, she pushed two fingers into her hot opening, stretching it wider and wider. She continued to alternately plunge her fingers first into her asshole then back into her pussy, wetting her anus still more, finally sinking three fingers into her tight, puckered opening. Kamesh saw her passionate expression in the big mirror as she leaned toward it, her big tits hanging forward and swaying with her movements. He glanced again at the TV screen and saw her now arching her back in orgasm, totally wild with lust, the blue plastic cock deep in her pussy. Kamesh again returned his gaze to the real-life Shanti and saw that she now had three fingers sunk completely in the widely stretched hole between the cheeks of her perfect, white ass. "Oh ... Kamesh," she gasped feverishly. "I'm ready ... I'm ready for your cock." "Just a second, baby," Kamesh replied. "Scoot back here for a minute and give me a taste of that asshole before I put my cock in there." Shanti complied with his order. She crawled backwards on her knees, her ass spread wide. Each backward movement she made with her knees pulled her cheeks apart invitingly as her loins moved closer to Kamesh's waiting mouth. She stopped with her beautiful ass and pussy spread wide and wet right in front of Kamesh's face. "Oh, yeah, baby," Kamesh moaned, placing his hands on the smooth ass-cheeks directly in front of him. He stretched them apart as wide as they would go, making her asshole actually protrude slightly from the wet crevice between her ass-globes. Pulling her ass toward his face, he opened his mouth and pressed his lips to her dark, puckered hole. He held his open mouth against her closed anus. He licked it lovingly and tickled the very center of her tight little rosette with the tip of his tongue. He loved the way her anus tasted and felt after she had been playing with it and rubbing it with her pussy-juice. He pressed his tongue hard against the center of her tight ring of ass-muscle. Her fingers had loosened her tight sphincter and his tongue slid easily into the hot passage. He fucked his tongue in and out of the squeezing hole, enjoying the little moans and gasps his actions caused. He kept his lips pressed around the musky opening and continued to manipulate her anus with his tongue, just like he was kissing her mouth! Shanti let a long, lusty sigh escape her throat as she felt Kamesh's tongue probe deeper and deeper into her inflamed anus. She felt him remove one of his hands from her buttocks and soon felt his experienced fingers take hold of her swollen clit. Shivers shot deliciously through her body as her clit was tweaked and lightly pinched. Then she felt the simultaneous deep thrust of his tongue and an extreme, squeezing pressure on her protruding clit. "Aaaaahhhhh ... squeeze my clit ... squeeze it, baby!" she screamed. "Ooooohhhhh, that's sooooo goooood ... tongue-fuck my ass, lover!" Kamesh loved the sound of her sexual excitement. He squeezed harder on her throbbing clit, sticking his tongue as deep into her shit-hole as it would go as a powerful orgasm swept through her lovely body. Removing his tongue from her hole, he pushed her sex-stunned body forward. "Okay, baby. Now for the real thing," he said lustily. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 04 She moved back down toward his still-erect cock until her hips were positioned above his throbbing prick. "All right, get it in there," he ordered in a husky voice. "Come on ... get it in your ass!" Kamesh's glance at the TV screen showed him that the televised Shanti was now working that same blue dildo into her anus. Perfect timing, Kamesh said to himself. He watched as the bright-blue plastic cock disappeared into her spread buttocks. The real Shanti, meanwhile, was preparing to do the same with his real cock. She grasped Kamesh's thick tool in her fist and guided the head of it to the mouth of her ass. Placing the tip there, she began to slowly but steadily rest the full weight of her hips on Kamesh's dick. Kamesh moaned as he felt the sensitive head of his cock contact the hot flesh of Shanti's anus. Shanti felt the bulbous head of Kamesh's beautiful cock spread open the tight ring of muscle and gradually enter her anal passage. She wiggled her hips to help ease it into her ass, loving every sensation of the hot cock head intruding into her bowels. Kamesh looked at the large mirror and enjoyed the ecstatic bliss of Shanti's face as his cock began to penetrate. He was able to watch his dick disappear into her beautiful ass, watch the lovely reflection of Shanti's face and body, and see a televised version of Shanti's frantically masturbating form all at the same time. As the head of Kamesh's cock passed on into her squeezing shit- passage, Shanti threw her head back and howled at the burning sensation it created in her belly. "Aaaaahhhhh ... it feels so goooooood, baby," she groaned."Ooooohhhhh ... I love it, I love it!" She reached down and grabbed her ass-cheeks with both hands and spread them widely apart to help accommodate more of Kamesh's big cock. Kamesh watched the lovely view of Shanti's ass opening wider and wider as his cock disappeared inch by inch into her squeezing shitter. "Yeah, baby! Squeeze it in there! Squeeze my cock into that tight ass," he sighed. Her ass continued to suck in more and more of his hot cock-flesh. He was stretching her entire rectum with his magnificent prick. "Ooooohhhhh ... I love it, baby," she cooed, unable to hold off the feelings of deep orgasm that were beginning in her belly and traveling up her spine. Her hand involuntarily reached for her twitching clit and began to manipulate it feverishly. Her other hand went to her swollen nipples and pinched and pulled the hot, hard, brown buds. She was going into a realm of sexual ecstasy: her clit was being rapidly stimulated; her nipples and tits were being stroked and caressed expertly; her asshole was being filled with hard, hot cock-meat. The only thing she lacked was something for her pussy, but catching a quick glance of herself in the TV screen, beginning to fuck both her asshole and pussy with two dildos, she had hope that Kamesh would do something about her cunt, too. Kamesh took intense sexual satisfaction in both the feeling and appearance of his ten-inch cock sinking into Shanti's butt, and he also noticed her beautifully passionate reflection in the big foot-of-the-bed mirror. Looking sideways, he saw the televised image of Shanti plunging a big, blue plastic cock into both her pussy and ass. He realized that that was probably what she wanted now, too, reaching forward, he took Shanti by the shoulders and gently but firmly pulled her backwards until she was reclining against him. He had even a better view now of his dick jammed into her hot asshole. The mirror showed him every detail of the humid, fragrant penetration. Kamesh reached to the shelf at the head of the big bed and grasped the bright, blue dildo that Shanti had used in the taped sequence they were both casually watching. Positioning it between her legs and guiding himself by the reflection in the mirror, he placed the big head of the fake cock at the mouth of her gaping pussy. He slowly pushed the plastic prick into the wet folds of her pussy-flesh. She cried out in response. "Ooooohhhhh ... Kamesh, baby ... my ass ... my cunt ... FUCK ME... FUCK ME!" She was at the very brink of orgasm, beginning her rapid slide to ecstasy. Kamesh watched the mirrored reflection: her hands were both now at her breasts, kneading and squeezing the firm mounds of dark brown flesh; her hips were bucking and writhing and sucking in the last few inches of his hot cock into her butt; her head was thrown back with her long dark hair flying about and her face flushed and distorted with sexual bliss. He felt the hot jism rising within his loins. The bucking movement of Shanti's ass was getting him off without her even beginning to stroke his heavy cock. He spasmodically heaved his cock roughly in and out of her ass, burying it completely in the tight, hot confines of her butt. "Uuuuuhhhhh ... Kamesh ... I'm coming ... I'M COMING," Shanti cried frantically as the sensations of all her stimulations finally drove her over the brink into complete sexual abandon. Her hands squeezed and pressed her tits. Her loins twitched and bucked to gain each inch of penetration into her cunt and ass. She was coming beautifully. Kamesh felt himself coming, too. He felt the thick, hot jets of cum traveling through his cock, splashing into the deep interior of Shanti's ass. Both their bodies shook and quaked as the intense powers of orgasm overcame them at the same time. They lunged feverishly against each other with all the force in their bodies ... once ...twice ... three times ... their orgasm took control. Their hot, flushed bodies did a sexual dance, moving to the need of their sexual drives, stirring the deepest source of their physical lust. And it was all on tape. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 05 Kamesh lounged luxuriously in his opulent living room, reviewing the tape of Shanti and himself he had made earlier that day. She's great, he thought to himself, a real natural for good fucking. The large red velvet couch he was reclining on was the only piece of furniture in that corner of the living room. The rest of the slightly secluded area of the large room was dominated by thehuge seven-foot projection TV screen Kamesh was watching. In between the red couch and big screen was a soft, thick rug and a variety of pillows and cushions scattered about. A perfect area for all the seductions and escapades he performed there in front of the big TV screen. The problem in Kamesh's mind as he watched the excellent quality tape of Shanti sucking his cock in and out of her lovely lips was, "What next?" His life of wealth and leisure was flawed only by these occasional moments of boredom. He had had so many women, all shapes and sizes. With his kind of wealth and good looks it was easy to attract them. Adding the element of video-taping to his sex-life had increased the excitement for a while, but now he was longing for something a little bit different. What would happen, Kamesh wondered, if he was to share some of these video-tapes with someone else? Up until now he had saved the viewing of the tapes for himself and for Shanti, the most steady and loyal (and best in bed) of his many girlfriends. What would happen if he were to use the tapes he had made to help him seduce other people? What if he utilized his sophisticated tape recorder system to tape people without them knowing it and then used the tapes to his advantage by a little innocent blackmail? How he loved his friend Ripu – and he wondered how much similar that bastard would have done with this apparatus in the apartment – he wanted to speak to him but the bugger was in Moldovia on an official trip and had to wait for him to come back to Delhi and find out his tale of escapades and also witness all tapes that he made with his contingent of pusssies – he was interested in knowing some of them – he wanted to know how many of them would share his bed? He wondered why he hadn't thought of it before. With his video system, all those concealed, unobtrusive cameras, the various video tape recorders he owned, the big screen TV in the living room and the several smaller screens in the bedroom, he could tape whoever he wanted and all that without them ever knowing about it. Until, that is, he chose to show them the tapes, or show the tapes to their husbands or wives or friends. The possibilities were endless, he thought excitedly. And now was the perfect time to begin his new video sex games. He had invited a married couple from his wife – he knew them for some years now and they lived a few streets away and asked them over for that very night. Ajay and Vijayalakshmi, the perfect couple to begin his new experiments with, Ajay was a successful, hard-working accountant that and he envied the wild playboy lifestyle Kamesh led. He was good-looking, though not as good-looking as myself Kamesh thought. He was fairly broad-minded and Kamesh was sure that he loved sex enough that he would get quite a kick out of seeing a few of Kamesh's more choicefilms. The only drawback to Ajay was his wife, Vijaya. Vijaya, Kamesh mused, a beautiful woman, no doubt about that but prim and proper as an old-maid school teacher. She was also dark haired, well-built with nice well-shaped tits, always a knockout at the company get togethers, But she had always been cold and uncooperative when Kamesh had proposed a little party with himself, Aruna and Ajay and Vijaya. Well, with Shanti the manipulations he could perform with all this video gadgetry could pry her out of that frigid mold. Kamesh could tell that behind that cold, prudish facade lurked a sensual, sexy woman. And the icing on the cake was Priyamani. Priya was Vijaya's niece and she was staying with Vijaya and Ajay for the summer. Kamesh wasn't sure just how old she was. But he knew she was old enough to enjoy sex if she hadn't been introduced to it already. Kamesh had always had a certain lecherous desire for young girls, and fucking Priyamani would be a dream come true. Fucking Priyamani and Vijaya both at the same time would be the ultimate. And having it all on video tape would record it for sexual history. He renewed his watching of the tape he had made that day with Shanti. They were to the part now where Shanti was opening her luscious asshole for Kamesh's cock. Hmmmmm, Kamesh thought, all this and more to come and he wondered how this woman Vijaya would take his debauched life style, she knew Aruna though not much interaction though they had met a couple of times, but he went and took the risk and called Ajay to apprise him on what was in store and to his surprise Ajay was game all the way through, he did not see any issue with watching porn and that too –homemade along with his wife and confided that he and his wife were interested in a bit of outside sex – and she was demure conservative but okay for some small time fling. He had met Shanti and wanted a share of her for himself and Kamesh confided that to be possible soon – which invigorated Ajay who was smitten by the Tamil slut as any man was with her – she was sex goddess worshiped by men with no qualms. Kamesh filled in Shanti with all his plans – he wanted this woman and their niece for himself – and wanted Shanti to play her role with both the husband and wife to enable the copulation planned well executed. She was not to come out and meet them till he told her to come out. They came and they exchanged greetings – rather erotic and sensual. Both knew their sexual instincts. Ajay and Vijaya were both pretty well lit up, Kamesh thought as he sat with the two of them in front of the big TV projection screen. He had maneuvered his way around to the subject of his video system and, after they had all consumed enough liquor, gradually worked in the topic of swinging sex. They were now engrossed in a video-taped copy of a popular pornographic movie. Kamesh had suggested that they view one just for the hell of it, but thought to himself that it would be a good way to warm up to his next move. "Gosh, this is embarrassing, how come you are here with this woman when Aruna is out – naughty times with other women" Vijaya blushed, still watching the film intently, however. "Ahhhhh, hell, this is great, honey," Ajay disagreed. "This is really living. To have all this on tape would be great. You just tune in to whatever you want. Right Kamesh?" he laughed. "That's right. It's all right there on tape," Kamesh replied, pleased with the reaction to his pornographic movie. "I bet you've even got tapes of some of those gorgeous broads you're always bringing up here," Ajay said half-jokingly. "Probably got the real thing on tape, you wanyto watch?" Kamesh quipped. "Ajay," Vijaya scolded, "of course he doesn't. Do you, Kamesh? And if he did he wouldn't go around showing them to other people, if that's what you're thinking!" She was talking in a liquor- slurred voice and her main attention was still fixed on the movie. Right now the movie was showing two women and one man all sucking and fucking each other. Kamesh was glad to see Vijaya was enjoying it. "Don't be so sure about me," Kamesh laughed wickedly. "This video stuff is so expensive I have to use it for something, don't l?" "What do you mean?" Vijaya asked, puzzled. Ajay looked on with a knowing smile. "Well, there have been a few times I've taped some of my little escapades," Kamesh explained. "There's even one girl who had been in a few of these pornographic movies at one time and said she didn't care if anybody else saw the tape." "You're kidding," Vijaya exclaimed. Ajay just chuckled. "Bring 'em on out, Kamesh. Come on, let's see 'em!" "Well, I don't know," Kamesh said, stalling. "This girl is somebody you two might know. She lives here with me for a while now and works in a Bank nearby your place and actually lives in the building next to yours on the same street." "Hell, our building's big enough we might never have seen her, Kamesh," Ajay urged. "And For me besides, if we have seen her that might make it even better!" "Ajay! Kamesh!" Vijaya said. "I'm surprised at both of you. We shouldn't be watching pictures of anybody ... you know ... doing anything!" "Hell, honey," Ajay laughed, "that's what you're doing right now!" Vijaya blushed. Kamesh surveyed the scene closely to make sure his timing was right. "Well, I just happen to have a little tape right here that I made a while back. It might give you an idea of the possibilities of combining sex and video tape." "Is it that sexy slut you were talking about?" Ajay asked. "Yeah, sure," Kamesh answered. "Is she as good looking as most of those girls we see you with, it must be her, frequently seen with you nowadays – Shanti?" Ajay asked excitedly. "Well, decide for yourself," Kamesh responded as he loaded the new video cassette into the machine. Vijaya and Ajay both turned their undivided attention to the screen as Shanti's figure appeared half-undressed. She was unfastening her bra as the scene started. Almost immediately her big, dark brown tits exploded into view. "Hey, I've seen her!" Ajay shouted. "Her name's Shanti, isn't it?" "Yeah, that's right," Kamesh answered. "Have you ever seen her before, Vijaya?" "Yes, I have seen her couple of times in the neighborhood," she replied. "I sure never knew she'd been in porno pictures though." Once Shanti had discarded her bra, she began unfastening her nylons and rolling them seductively around down her smooth, shapely legs. With her front to the camera, leaning back on the big round bed, she removed her panties and gave them all the first full shot of her luscious dark pussy. "Whew," Ajay whistled. "She is good to look at!" "This really is embarrassing," Vijaya said, but she kept her eyes glued to the screen to see what would happen next. Shanti leaned back farther and spread her legs wide. She began to languidly stroke her gorgeous body. She ran her hands up the insides of her smooth, tan thighs, over her wet brown pussy-lips, across her rounded, sensual belly, and up over her heaving tits. She paused there to gently pinch and squeeze her erect nipples before stroking her hands back down over her smooth body again. "Wow! " Ajay exclaimed. "This really is something!" "Just wait," Kamesh chuckled, "the best is yet to come." Stopping her hands this time, after about the fifth or sixth trip up and down her body, Shanti began to concentrate on her pussy. She stretched the lips apart, giving a clear, open view of herentire cunt area. Her clit protruded from its little nest of folded skin. Her cunt gaped open and oozed drops of pussy-juice. Her inner cunt-lips took on a hot blushed brownish red color. She began to rub the entire area of wet, dark pussy-flesh with one open hand. She caressed it with a circular motion, stretching and exciting the inflamed skin. Her facial expression was taking on a more passionate tone. She closed her eyes and began to lose herself in stroking her pussy. Kamesh looked over at Vijaya to gauge her reaction. Her mouth was hanging open and a shocked, slightly dazed expression was on her face. She must be enjoying it, he thought gladly. Shanti had begun now to gently plunge a fingertip into her open pussy-hole. She teasingly probed the ragged dark opening then withdrew the finger to flick lightly at her swelling clit. Soon, she was dipping deeper and deeper into her dripping cunt and adding a second and then a third finger. "She's really getting hot now!" Ajay remarked excitedly. "Oh, I'd be so embarrassed to do that in front of a camera," Vijaya said. "Well, you do it when you're by yourself, don't you?" Ajay teased, causing Vijaya to blush furiously. Things are working out just right, Kamesh thought. The taped image of Shanti was still the main center of attention. Shanti was falling deeper and deeper into her finger-fucking fantasy. Her eyes were closed and a combination of peacefulness and passion was reflected on her face. She was now smoothly stroking three fingers in and out of her cunt. Her other hand moved gracefully from one tit to the other with an occasional stop between her legs to gently flick her clit. She was completely lost now in her manipulations. Her hand and her entire crotch area got covered with her glistening cunt-juice. Groping to the side of the bed with one hand, Shanti produced the big, ten-inch blue dildo. Pulling her hips up farther off the bed and spreading her knees wider apart, she placed the head of the fake cock at the mouth of her pussy and gently popped it in and out of the gaping hole several times. Once the head of the large tool was wet with her cunt-sauce, she plunged the full length of it into her pussy with one sharp stroke. Kamesh turned up the sound track to the tape, and Shanti's sharp gasp as the dildo was suddenly buried in her pussy was amplified loudly in their corner of the living room. Kamesh noticed that Vijaya had been stifling a few gasps and sighs of her own as Shanti had readied the big dildo then shoved it home. He wasn't sure if she was turned on by the sight of Shanti's lovely crotch as she spread it out before their eyes, or shocked at the size of the dildo, or what. He was sure, though, that Vijaya was definitely turned on by something. Her mouth was open, covered by one hand to hide the sound of her gasps. Her other hand was pressed between her legs,drawn up into a fist. "You seem to be enjoying this, Vijaya," Kamesh ventured, hoping for a positive response. "Well ... she is a beautiful woman," Vijaya stammered. "It is ... it is quite a sight to watch." "You're damn right it is," Ajay joined in. "She is one good- Looking female extremely sexy – what a moist skin and what a sensuous face, she looks hotter than hell! " "Yeah, she's a hot one all right," Kamesh said as they all three watched the tape of Shanti driving the dildo deep into her pussy again and again. Her hips were high enough now that they could see her flexing asshole, juice-covered and glistening. Her free hand was ardently squeezing and pulling at her big, dark brown tits. Her legs were high in the air with her pretty dark-soled feet waving in time to her sharp thrusts. "Oh, Ajay," Vijaya gasped, "this is just too much. We really shouldn't be watching something like this." "Just hang on, Vijaya," Kamesh interjected. "It gets even better than this." Shanti's actions became even more frantic. Her voice was coming to them in deep gasps and moans. They could tell she was reaching a magnificent climax. Vijaya shuddered visibly as Shanti's movements and sounds reached a vibrant peak. Shanti's wild, lust-filled moans were blaring through the speakers. "Ooooohhhhh ... ahh ... ahh... oooohhhh!" "Oh, shit!" Ajay shouted. "This is really great stuff!" "Just keep watching," Kamesh instructed calmly. They proceeded to watch as Shanti produced another blue dildo, just as big as the first, and started to work it into her dark, dark-haired brown puckered asshole. They stared intently as she worked inch by inch of the big plastic dick into her tight hole. It was worth the wait. She soon had two big blue dildos drilling in and out of her twin, juice-soaked holes! "Oh ... how that must feel!" Vijaya uttered in a hushed voice, almost unaware of the presence of Kamesh and Ajay. "It looks like it must feel just great!" Ajay replied. "Yes, Shanti does like it in both spots," Kamesh said, directing his comment at Vijaya. "Oh, Kamesh ... Ajay ... see how it stretches her ... her pussy and ... and her other hole," Vijaya stuttered. She was extremely involved in the tape, Kamesh was pleased to notice. Now's a good time to change the subject matter a little, he thought to himself."As long as you two are enjoying this so much, let me show you a little of what I taped today," Kamesh suggested. "You mean, with that same good lookin' broad?" Ajay asked. "Well ... not just by herself," Kamesh teased. Kamesh punched a few buttons on his console, switched tapes, and there was Shanti, bigger than life on the huge projection screen, with Kamesh's big cock in her mouth. The image was a tight close-up and his large cock and Shanti's soft, wet lips filled the entire screen. "Oh, Kamesh!" Vijaya gasped. "Yeah, now that's all right!" Ajay shouted. Deep gurgles and sighs of satisfaction came over the speakers. Shanti's lips were nuzzling Kamesh's pubic hair. She had his entire cock in her mouth and throat. The color and realism of the tape were fantastic. As Shanti drew back her head, the red skin of Kamesh's cock glistened with the saliva that dripped from Shanti's full lips. She grunted audibly as she plunged her head back down, sucking the big, firm tool into her throat again. "Hey, Kamesh. Is that you she's suckin'?" Ajay asked jovially."Hell, I know it is! You lucky bastard!" "Is it you?" Vijaya asked, blushing. Kamesh nodded in agreement. "Gosh! You're so ... you're so big," she stammered. Uhmmmmm, Kamesh thought, she really is turned on. Let's see how she responds to the rest of the tape before making a little proposition. "Let's just advance the tape a tiny bit," Kamesh said as he pressed a few buttons. "Here's another shot you might find interesting." He had advanced the tape to the segment in which Shanti was just beginning to allow him to penetrate her asshole. It was several moments before Vijaya realized what was happening on the screen. Kamesh had taken this section of tape from a camera concealed at the head of his large bed. A completely different angle and a much wider view of the two lovers got now being shown. "Oh, it is you!" Vijaya exclaimed as though she hadn't really believed before that it was Kamesh. Now she could see his face, flushed and lust-filled, and Shanti's passionate expression was also reflected in the mirror. Shanti began her movements as they gazed intently. She lowered her pelvis slowly but steadily onto Kamesh's prick. Her asshole stretched wider and wider to accommodate his massive cock as it disappeared gradually into the steaming hole between the cheeks of her perfect ass. Shanti and Kamesh were both breathing and gasping with desire and lust. Their guttural gasps were loudly broadcast into the room. "Ooohhhhh ... I love it, baby," they heard Shanti groan as Kamesh's entire cock was sucked into her hot ass. Kamesh was pretending to enjoy the scene, but was watching and enjoying Vijaya's responses much more. He felt no embarrassment as she and Ajay watched him naked and hot on the TV screen. He enjoyed the feeling that other people were getting off just watching him fuck. Vijaya was getting hotter and hotter as she watched Shanti begin to play with her nipples and clit as Kamesh's dick filled her ass. She felt her cunt getting wet as she took in every bit of the passionate scene being revealed by the tape. It was different than she had felt before. Somehow she had a strange desire to be with the two lovers as they fucked so intensely. She wondered what it would be like to have a cock that big inside her ass. And she even let her mind wander to the possibilities of what Shanti's swollen tits and inflamed clit and pussy would feel like in her hands. Vijaya became more entranced as Kamesh pulled Shanti back toward him and inserted the big, blue dildo into her gaping cunt. Vijaya silently mouthed the words along with her as Shanti creamed, "Fuck me ... fuck me!" Kamesh watched Vijaya with satisfaction and desire. As the scene began drawing to its climax, Shanti fondling herself madly as Kamesh shoved his cock in and out of her ass, Kamesh thought he saw Vijaya reaching an orgasm of her own. His cock was stiff and hard inside his pants and he knew that he would have to somehow, someway get Vijaya in bed. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 05 Ajay was totally engrossed in the tape and hadn't noticed nearly as much of Vijaya's excitement as Kamesh had. As the moment of orgasm thundered to a peak then slowly passed through the two taped lovers, the three spectators gradually drew their eyes away from the screen. "Wow ... that was really something," Ajay chuckled, not realizing the intense effect it had had on Kamesh and Vijaya. "Yes ... yes, it was," Vijaya said in a soft, passionate voice. "I'm glad you enjoyed it. Won't be you two would like to make one sometime?" Kamesh said in a half-joking manner. "Anytime," Ajay responded happily, not taking Kamesh seriously at first. "I really mean it," Kamesh said. "It's a real turn on to see your self fucking on film." "Hey, why don't we try that, honey?" Ajay asked Vijaya excitedly. Her infatuation with the film had cooled rapidly, though, as she was changing back to her old, prudish self. "Are you serious?" she asked Ajay indignantly. Kamesh didn't realize her sudden drop in passion and pressed on with his sexy proposition. "You'd look beautiful on tape, Vijaya!" "What? You guys have gotta be kidding," she replied. "I mean it, Vijaya. You and Ajay could go in my bedroom and I could film the whole thing!" he insisted, still not realizing her opposition to the idea. "And somebody else that would really lookgood on that big TV screen is that sexy niece of yours," he continued, impulsively. "You're crazy!" she cried, and angrily jumped up from the couch and walked out of the room. Ajay and Kamesh heard the door slam behind her. "Goddam. I guess I got a little carried away," Kamesh muttered apologetically. Suddenly realizing that Ajay might take offense at Kamesh's insistence that Vijaya be taped nude, Kamesh attempted to shift his attention to Vijaya's niece, Priyamani. "I was really trying to get her to say something about Priyamani," he explained. "I'd really like to film her!" "Yeah. I know just what you mean," Ajay said. "I get the hot for Priyamani all the time, but there's nothing I can do about it. Don't worry about Vijaya, though. She's just old-fashioned." "You mean you could get into some taping?" Kamesh asked, planning ahead as he said it. "Sure!" Ajay replied. "I'd swap and swing and everything else if it wasn't for that damn Vijaya." "Well, you never can tell," Kamesh said, "things have a way of changing." "Yeah, but you've really got it made!" Ajay said enviously. "You've got Shanti and who knows how many others, and you could probably get Priyamani if you really tried. And even that sexy red black saree friend of hers!" "Sexy red-black saree friend? Hmmmmm," Kamesh thought as he got up to fix them another drink. You just can't tell where this might end. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 06 A few days later, the slut in her won over the demure spiritual Vijaya and she called Kamesh – he was waiting and the next thing – well, the elevator stopped at the fourth floor. Kamesh's floor, Vijaya was excited and the heart beat was beyond limits, it was several days after the evening she and Ajay had spent with Kamesh watching those dirty tapes. She hadn't stopped thinking about it since. It had been awfully dirty and awfully embarrassing, and when Kamesh had suggested that she and Ajay and even Priyamani might like to be taped in the nude and screwing. It had just been too much for her, she thought. But it had left her with a strange longing for a kind of wild sexual experience that she had never desired before. It felt as though some animal lust hidden deep inside of her had been partially released and excited by the tapes she had watched. She had never really desired another man before, but now she had thoughts of Kamesh and that big, monster-cock of his. She'd never been that fond of oral sex, but seeing that woman suck Kamesh's cock like that had really turned her on. She never ever had anal sex, and seeing it on the tape had given her a strange desire for it. And she had never even dreamed of the possibility of having sex with another woman – but that Shanti had been so attractive, so sexy, so exciting. She just couldn't believe the thoughts she was having, the elevator door opened and Vijaya's mouth dropped open as well when she saw who stepped in. It was Shanti! It was the same beautiful, sexy woman she had seen in those tapes the other night, masturbating and sucking and fucking and all those wonderful, wicked things. The sight of her brought a flush to Vijaya's face and a warm glow to her loins. Shanti did not realize at first who Vijaya was, though Kamesh had told her that he had let a couple who lived in the apartment building near to her building down the street to see the tapes. She had been excited as he had explained his plan to try to do some maneuvering and manipulating with the video tape equipment. A little innocent blackmail, Kamesh had called it. She had been intrigued, also, when Kamesh had described how the woman, Vijaya he said her name was, had become so excited by watching the film of Shanti finger-fucking. Shanti had made it with other women before, and the idea of someone new to seduce was as appealing and exciting to her as it was to Kamesh, Shanti noticed the strange way the woman in the elevator was looking at her. There was a dark blush on her attractive face and a look of mixed surprise and desire in her eyes. Then it hit her – this must be Vijaya, of course, she looked just like Kamesh had described her. And the crazy look of embarrassment and surprise on her face convinced Shanti that this was the woman who had seen the explicit video tapes and became so turned on. "Vijaya?" Shanti ventured tentatively. "How did you know my name?" Vijaya gasped. "Well, I just kind of put two and two together," Shanti said in a warm, friendly manner, stepping closer. "Mmmmmm, I see why Kamesh wants to screw her and enjoy this dusky dark but extremely exotic and voluptuous sexy and exciting woman," she thought. "She's gorgeous." "Kamesh told me he showed some of our tapes to some friends the other night," Shanti explained. "He told me how much you enjoyed them." "Yes ... yes, I did enjoy them," Vijaya stammered. She was feeling both embarrassment and a strange, warm desire as Shanti kept moving closer. And the warm, teasing look that Shanti was giving her was making her feel good all over. "I'm glad you like them. We've made so many of them and they're all so good I'm glad somebody finally got to see them," Shanti said, moving right up next to Vijaya as she spoke. "You're not embarrassed that I ... that somebody else saw you ... you know ... doing what you were doing in those tapes?" Vijaya asked in a weak voice. She was becoming turned on in Shanti's presence just like she had been that night when she watched Shanti jerk off on tape. "No, not at all," Shanti the Tamil slut laughed. "I kind of like the idea of somebody seeing me hot and naked like that. I was not always like that but when I realized a few years ago how important youth in me is to enjoy sex and not to lose a moment of it – I gave up on my façade of spirituality, chastity and all fake devotion to one man – and fidelity" She noticed how Vijaya blushed more furiously and breathed more passionately as she spoke about the tapes. She pressed on. " And now Vijaya, I am a self-made slut and have many experiences with men and women – Kamesh is just one of my playthings and current flavor of the season, with him and with men and even women I just love to play with my pussy and fuck and everything and now with Kamesh, this new thing, watch it on tape. I am sure you will like to or would have tried it?" No ... no, I haven't," Vijaya said in a breathless voice. "Oh, god," Vijaya thought, "she's talking about her character, her evolution into a slut and even how much she enjoys her pussy right in front of me. And she's standing so close to me. And she's so beautiful and sexy." Shanti knew how turned on Vijaya was getting. She could see it in her face and hear it in her breathing. Oh, wouldn't Kamesh be thrilled if I could get her on tape, she thought. And wouldn't I be thrilled if I could get her into that big round bed of Kamesh's with me. Shanti decided to go all the way. She leaned forward and placed her hand gently but firmly on Vijaya's curved hip. "And there are more of those tapes with all sex, you know. Some even better ones!" she said, leaning her face closer to Vijaya's. "How would you like to go watch some of them with me?" Vijaya's mind reeled with the thought of being with Shanti and seeing more tapes of her gorgeous sexy body. She felt herself giving in to her crazy lust. "Okay, I'd like to," she said softly. "You mean right now?" "Yeah, my Mallu slut in the making," Shanti said, slowly caressing Vijaya's hip. Vijaya was from Calicut settled in Bangalore. "We will watch right now!" She took Vijaya gently by the arm and led her through the open elevator door. They walked briskly and silently down the carpeted hallway to Kamesh's apartment. Shanti unlocked the door with the key Kamesh had given her and they stepped in. Taking Vijaya by the hand, she walked her directly to the red velvet couch in front of the big TV screen. "You just sit right here, honey, and I'll turn on the tapes," she said in a friendly but firm voice. She knew she didn't have Vijaya in bed with her yet and that she might have to exert some authority. That's the way it usually was when she seduced other women, she thought. A little force always seemed to do the trick. Vijaya sat back nervously on the couch and watched Shanti adjust some controls on the video player. Shanti had kicked off her shoes and was sitting on the floor with her legs tucked under hershapely ass as she browsed through the many tapes Kamesh had. Shanti inserted a cassette into the machine and turned it on. Vijaya again felt the warm, wicked glow of lesbian desireflowing through her body as she saw the beautiful scene of Shanti's passionate, naked body explode onto the screen. The tape had begun with the segment where Shanti was fucking herself with the big dildo and Vijaya was turned on immediately. Then the same luscious woman she was watching on the screen sat down right next to her. "This is the one you saw the other night, isn't it?" Shanti asked as she tucked her long, wheatish colored legs under her and leaned next to Vijaya. "Yes ... yes ... this is the same one," Vijaya uttered in a husky voice. The sensation of Shanti's body so close to hers was making her both nervous and excited at the same time. Oh, I just don't know, she thought. Can it really be that I want another woman to touch me? Her mind was filled with hot lust. She relaxed and felt only excitement now as Shanti leaned so close that their shoulders touched and she could feel Shanti's warm breath on her neck. "Uuuuummmmm ... it makes me horny just watching it," Shanti sighed. "That dildo is so big that it makes my whole pussy just ... just burn when I shove it in like that!" She scooted a little closer to Vijaya. Their hips were slightly touching now and she could feel the passionate warmth of Vijaya's tempting body. "Do you use a dildo like that when you play with yourself?" Shanti asked softly, watching Vijaya blush. "No, I never have," Vijaya said, embarrassed again by Shanti's explicit and personal sexual talk. "Oh, it's great!" Shanti whispered her mouth close to Vijaya's smooth neck. " Do you know and in fact the bigger the better, too. Do you want to see a tape with an even bigger one?" "Yes ... I'd love to," Vijaya said, excited by the thought I can't imagine you using one any bigger." "I have one special one that's bigger. The biggest one I have!" she said as she went to the video console and quickly changed the cassette. "It's special, though ... real special!" The new tape flashed onto the screen and Vijaya gasped at what she saw. The tape showed Shanti and another beautiful dark woman, she was Chitra the sister in crime both naked on their knees with their asses pressed together. As she watched more closely and their writhing, bucking hips moved apart, she saw a gigantic dildo was connecting the two of them by their stretched, dripping pussies. It was a double-headed dildo. Vijaya had never seen one before. It was much bigger around than the other one Shanti had used, bigger even than Kamesh's cock had looked. She watched with rapt attention as Shanti and the other women stimulated themselves by moving their naked, luscious asses together. They were actually fucking each other, she realized. Vijaya noticed that Shanti had come back over to the couch and as moving close to her. She wasn't hesitating this time and Vijaya felt her warm body press against her own. She felt Shanti's intent gaze on her, also, as she continued to watch the incredible scene on the TV screen. Shanti knew she was hot, she realized. She's getting turned on watching me get turned on, she thought passionately. "How do you like the size of that one?" Shanti whispered sexily in Vijaya's ear. She brushed Vijaya's long brown hair back with her hand and pressed her lips against Vijaya's smooth neck. "Oh Shanti I am addicted - please, don't," Vijaya said breathlessly. "Not yet at least ... give me time." "Don't worry, honey," Shanti said, continuing to caress Vijaya's neck with her lips, placing a hand on Vijaya's quivering thigh."We'll have all the time we need." Shanti continued her light, passionate caresses and Vijaya felt herself falling into a sexual haze. She relaxed more, letting herself recline more easily back on the couch, enjoying Shanti's tender touch as she continued to gaze intently at the screen. She sighed as she felt Shanti's hot tongue touch the sensitive skin of her neck – and then saw Shanti and Chitra on the screen convulse in orgasm. Vijaya watched in a daze as they climaxed wildly. She spread her thighs apart as Shanti's hand moved toward her hot pussy. She moaned as Shanti touched her warm mound through the thin cloth of her panties. She pushed against the warm hand, trying to cure the burning desire developing in her loins. Shanti held her hand still and only allowed a light touch, however, teasing her on to even more passion. Shanti pulled away from Vijaya abruptly, deliberately depriving her of what she wanted. Vijaya collapsed against the back of the couch, gasping with her eyes closed as Shanti again went to the video console to put on another tape. Vijaya opened her eyes when she felt Shanti sit down again next to her. The new scene on the big screen was of Kamesh fucking the other girl with his huge cock as Shanti knelt naked beside them. The camera was now stationary, fixed at an angle behind the two screwing lovers. Vijaya had a perfect view of the other girl's spread buttocks and Kamesh's muscular ones as he pounded his cock into Chitra's open, dark-haired pussy. His balls slapped against her wet, flexing asshole with each downward thrust he made. Her long legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, pulling him into her belly more and more deeply with each thrust she made. Vijaya felt Shanti's hand go again to her pussy she could feel how her juices had soaked through her panties and into her pubic hair. Shanti's hand pressed hard against the soft, hot mound and Vijaya groaned deep in her throat with the pleasure it gave her lust-filled body. She quickly released the pressure, however, and left Vijaya wanting more and more. "Please ... touch me more ... touch my ... my pussy, please," she begged breathlessly, still watching the screen. "Take off your clothes, baby," Shanti whispered in her ear, dipping into it with her tongue. "Take them off," she ordered gently, "then I'll make you feel real good." Vijaya obeyed without hesitation, her saree was already in a dishelmed state, now removed and quickly stripping her blouse, bra and petticoat and underwear off as quickly as she could and she was completely naked in a few brief moments and reclined again on the couch, waiting for more of Shanti's tender caresses. Shanti did not respond immediately, though. She gazed with lust at Vijaya's naked body, feasting her eyes on her full, large-nipple tits, wetly shining brown-haired mound, and softly rounded hips. Vijaya felt both humiliated and excited at the same time as Shanti stared so openly at her cunt. She knew that now she would do anything Shanti told her to do. She wanted Shanti to give her the gratification her lust-filled body so urgently needed. She somehow knew that Shanti had deliberately manipulated her into needing her so badly and into her embarrassing nakedness, but she didn't care now. She wanted her. She needed her in her pussy. Her skilled fingers, her hot tongue, her nipples, her toes, anything, everything! She sighed as Shanti finally reached out and stroked the warm mound of brown hair at the base of her belly. "Spread your legs, baby," Shanti commanded softly. Vijaya did so and was rewarded with the touch of Shanti's warm hand on the hot flesh of her spread lips. Shanti withdrew her hand almost as soon as she had touched, though. Taking Vijaya's hand, she placed it on her inflamed pussy. Vijaya didn't realize for a moment what Shanti was doing and gasped in surprise. "Play with your self Mallu slut" Shanti ordered gently. "Let me watch you play with your pussy while you finish watching the tape. Then I'll lick your pussy and rub my tits between your legs and fuck you with the dildo and everything!" Vijaya couldn't refuse. She had begun to gently rub her swollen clit with her fingers even before Shanti finished speaking. It felt so good, she thought! And somehow Shanti watching her made it even better. She sighed with satisfaction as her fingers caressed her burning flesh! Shanti gazed at her passionately, removing her own clothing as she did so. She'll do anything now, Shanti thought excitedly. Just wait till I get her in the bedroom. Vijaya glanced at Shanti and say that she was half-undressed. Only her bra and panties remained to hide Shanti's exquisite body from her eyes. The sight served to give even more passion and fever to her manipulations of her pussy. She reached down with her other hand and held the swollen lips of her cunt widely apart, opening her pussy even more. She plunged three fingers into the ragged, dark hole, seeking to satisfy the burning desire in her loins. Shanti watched with delight as Vijaya increased the intensity of her actions. She removed her bra, her eyes glued to Vijaya's sexy, masturbating body as Vijaya's eyes were glued to the TV screen. Vijaya was too entranced by the tape to notice that Shanti had completely removed her clothes and was kneeling beside her. Vijaya felt herself beginning to climax as she continued towatch the scene of Shanti on the screen. She felt Shanti's nipples brush against her face and turned toward her as she felt her body and mind swirling to the peak of her orgasm. Shanti clutched her head and pulled her beautiful face into her large, soft tits, holding her there as she came. "Oooohhhh ... Shanti ... you're so beautiful!" she cried, licking and biting at Shanti's gorgeous tits as she came and came and came. Vijaya's body went limp in her arms as Shanti squeezed her to her tits. Her orgasm had diminished and she was dazed and stunned by the intensity of her massive climax. "Come on, baby," Shanti commanded. "Let's go in the bedroom and really get down to business!" Vijaya sprawled invitingly across the big round bed. Shanti had taken her by the hand and led her into the big, plush bedroom. Vijaya, still dazed from her recent orgasm in Shanti's arms, was waiting, naked and hot, for Shanti to come to bed with her and do all those things she had said she would. Her smooth, lust-filled body writhed on the silk bedspread as Vijaya anticipated the touch of Shanti's tongue and mouth on her sensitive pussy-flesh. Shanti quietly and secretly turned on the video recorder as Vijaya reclined with eyes closed on the bed. Vijaya would not be aware of it, but every second of the sexual escapade to follow would be captured on Kamesh's elaborate video system. I just can't wait until Kamesh sees this, Shanti thought excitedly. He'll know exactly what to do with it, she mused. Our little blackmail plot will soon be a reality. Shanti knew the camera was pointed straight at the middle of the bed, right where Vijaya was lying. Vijaya was facing right into the camera and the videotape was already recording her as she lewdly spread her legs in anticipation of Shanti's caresses. The camera was recording every bit of her still-wet and glistening pussy that revealed itself as her thighs parted. With cameras rolling, Shanti approached the bed. She took the big blue dildo from its hiding place and climbed into bed with Vijaya. Vijaya's eyes opened expectantly when she felt Shanti's warm body next to hers. She began to passionately and shamelessly rub her brown-haired mound against Shanti's belly. "Ummmmmmmm, that's right, baby," Shanti sighed. "I love to see you all excited and hungry like that!" She began to lightly rub the blue dildo up and down Vijaya's smooth thighs. Keeping in mind the placement of the video camera, Shanti teased Vijaya with the dildo until she was positioned just right with her knees spread and raised and her hot pussy gaping open for the big, blue tool. Placing the head of the massive object at the mouth of Vijaya's open cunt, Shanti whispered lewdly in her ear, "Let's see how this feels, baby!" She shoved hard and sent the huge dildo roughly into the depths of Vijaya's trembling pussy. "Aaahhhhh," Vijaya cried out, lost in a sudden rush of pain and pleasure. She jerked her hips involuntarily, first to withdraw from the intruding object then to suck in more and more of the delicious feelings it stirred in her belly. She pressed her hips against Shanti's hand at the mouth of her cunt, trying to bury as much of the dildo as she could deep within her pussy. "Uuummm," Shanti replied, "you just love that, don't you, baby? Uuummm ... isn't that good? Doesn't that make your pussy feel good, baby?" She maintained the delicious pressure on the dildo, holding it deep inside Vijaya's belly as Vijaya continued to buck and writhe on the bed. As abruptly as she had shoved it in, Shanti pulled the dildo back out, leaving only the large head of the object inside Vijaya's pussy. She worked the head around lightly, teasing Vijaya, stimulating just the lips of her cunt. Vijaya continued to grind her hips in a circular motion, still trying for more of that deep satisfaction. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 06 "Shove it in ... give me more ... please, Shanti," Vijaya begged. The begging added to Shanti's pleasure. It made her feel completely in control of the person she was sexually manipulating. "Beg for it, baby," Shanti whispered in Vijaya's ear. "Tell me how you want it!" "Please ... please," Vijaya begged breathlessly, wanting the dildo deep in her cunt like she had never wanted anything before. "Shove it in me ... please, Shanti, please!" Tell me where you want it, baby," Shanti teased, delighting in the exquisite torture she was inflicting. "In my cunt ... deep in my cunt ... please, oh, God, please!" Vijaya cried, shoving her hips up toward Shanti's hand and the object of her wild desire. Shanti plunged the dildo hard and deep into Vijaya's quivering pussy, watching the look of pure rapture that appeared on Vijaya's face as she shoved. "That is exciting Shanti, Aaaahhhhh ... oh ... harder ... harder ... deeper in my cunt!" Vijaya yelled in response. Shanti once again grabbed Vijaya's hand and guided it to her own throbbing pussy. Vijaya grabbed the base of the dildo immediately and began to convulsively shove and drive the huge tool into her hungry pussy. Shanti watched with pleasure – she delighted in watching Vijaya fuck herself and knew that Kamesh was going to love seeing it on video tape. She knew that Vijaya was reaching another orgasm from the wildness of her movements and the hysterical fevered pitch of her squeals and cries. She needed to come, too, but realized she wanted to watch Vijaya. Shanti restrained herself from joining in and knelt beside the frenzied Vijaya, giving the camera an open view of the mounting orgasm. Vijaya's back was arched, her hips vibrating and humpingabove the bed as she slammed the dildo again and again into her burning cunt. Her voice was now a series of short, passionate squeals that escaped her throat with each inward thrust of the big fake cock. She was coming and her writhing body was flushed with her passionate heat and wet with sweat. Her hips gyrated even more wildly now as she reached the pinnacle of her orgasm and completely lost herself in sexual oblivion. "Qoohhh ... ooohhhh ... aaahh, it's sooooo goood!" Shanti couldn't resist Vijaya's appealing actions and reached forward, grasping a firm tit in each hand and squeezing the rubbery flesh and lust-hardened nipples, adding to Vijaya's ecstasy. "OOOHHH ... SHANTI ... OOHHH, FUCK ME, FUCK ME!" Vijaya screamed. Vijaya's body relaxed and Shanti fell forward on top of her, still holding her tits. Their hips met and Vijaya felt her passion pulling her into the luscious lesbian embrace. It was a new experience for her, the touch of another woman's lips, the pressure of another woman's naked body on top of hers. She loved it. Her hungry mouth sucked in Shanti's tongue. Her lips kissed and caressed Shanti's lips. She felt wonderful and wildly sexy unlike ever had before. She knew that what she was now doing was something she had always thought of as being wrong, but she didn't care. The wickedness of her actions excited her still more and she wrapped her arms around Shanti's smooth back and grasped Shanti's rounded hips with her thighs. She squeezed and caressed Shanti's warm, naked body as Shanti caressed hers as they both hungrily licked and sucked each other's lips and tongue. Then Shanti began thrusting the big blue dildo more furiously into Vijaya's sopping wet pussy. Vijaya thrashed about on the big bed wildly, caught up in the first tremors of a bone-shattering orgasm. "Harder!" Vijaya screamed, bucking her hips to try and take as much of the dildo up her fiery cunt as she could. "Make me come! Aaaahhh!" Shanti smiled evilly and rammed the dildo deeper into Vijaya's cunt, working up a sizzling froth of fresh pussy-sauces. "I'm coming! Oh, sooo gooood!" Vijaya bellowed. "This is it! Arrrggghhh!" As Vijaya squirmed frantically on the bed, Shanti looked up at the hidden lens of the video tape camera. Kamesh is really going to like this, she thought, driving the dildo fiercely into Vijaya's cunt until the girl passed out from the intensity of her gut- wrenching climax. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 07 Vijaya made one mistake – she went into hibernation after the last filming at Kamesh's place and that was for a long period and upon repeated calling did not respond either to Kamesh or Shanti – Ajay was not contacted by the duo for obvious reasons and then Shanti came up with a brilliant idea and this was to be executed without Kamesh in the loop and she used her other paramour Ratan. Ratan knew how to track down women and in three days – he smoked out the dusky Mallu pussy out of her hole – and she was in his arms within no time – seduction was his passion and he would do anything for his love Shanti – which we already know. She was brought to his house and blissfully unaware of the presence of her nemesis – and after a couple of drinks and play – she was handed over to the captor. Shanti circled the bed slowly. Vijaya shat bricks as soon as she saw the bitch and her expressions were fear gnawed and extremely remorseful. How could she not understand this – why will someone just contact her and give her so much attention overnight – how come she failed to grasp this and fell hook line and sinker – but she had not choice and she was now encircled. Vijaya's arms were firmly held to the bedframe by the shackles on her wrists. A broad leather strap held her body down on the bed. She strained to reach Shanti's soft skin and lush body, but the Tamil slut dark haired slut just held back just out of reach. Both women were naked. Shanti held a large vibrating dildo that was covered with flavored desi ghee in one hand, and a leather strap in the other. Her tits bounced on her chest as she surveyed her captive. Vijaya's fingers could just reach Shanti's smooth belly. Shanti watched as her Mallu slut tried desperately to stroke her breasts and pussy. She giggled and pulled back a few inches, slapping Vijaya with the strap, leaving a broad red welt on her arm. Vijaya moaned in frustration and threw herself back on the bed. She lay back and spread her thighs wide apart, to give Shanti a good view of her dripping and swollen pussy, hoping to entice the bewitching bitch into licking at her dripping crotch. Vijaya still could not reach her cunt with her hands. She had been kept on the brink of orgasm all afternoon, and was going out of her mind with lust. She tensed and released her pussy muscles, making her cunt lips open and close like a sideways mouth. The hot smell of her crotch drifted forth as a few droplets of Vijaya's cream oozed out. "Please! Let me suck you! I'll do a good job, I promise. You'll be begging me to go on! I *need* your cunt, you little slut!" Vijaya was beyond feeling humiliation, and openly begged for Shanti to open her slippery slit before Vijaya's hungry mouth. Shanti realized that she was suddenly in control. All these weeks she had been the tormented for this pussy, never in her life did she lust for a pussy and Vijaya was a tormentor, and Vijaya had been the authority figure, vanished after the last encore where her role was fantastic which was taped and available for viewing private but could be made public – and that was the 'blackmail' which conveyed to Vijaya made her the willing slut this afternoon – she was in the snare and completely entrenched in the sin and now was into homework and handing out tests. Now the roles had been reversed and Shanti could make Vijaya do anything she wanted. Her mouth watered with the possibilities. "Listen, you bitch" Shanti yelled, "You'll do as *I* say, and will suck cunt when *I* tell you to! Is that clear?" Vijaya cowered on the bed, her face reddening with shame. "Y-yes, Shanti" she stammered out. "Yes, *WHAT*?" Shanti demanded, whipping Vijaya's thighs with the strap. "Yes....mistress!" Vijaya said. "Good. Now, I want to set some ground rules for you. Here's the key to your handcuffs. I'm going to leave it here on the nightstand where you can reach it. You're free at any time to unlock yourself and leave. Only, if you do, my pussy will be off limits for you forever! Now, can you handle that? And you know the tapes – Right?" Vijaya mutely nodded that she understood, and said that she would obey her mistress, and not unlock herself without permission. Shanti beamed with pride, and set to work. She lay back on the edge of the bed, only inches from Vijaya's feet, and began to caress her own body. She clicked the vibrator on, and let it slowly slide down her body, from her delicate neck, over her heaving breasts, down past her smooth belly, and towards her fragrant, dripping cunt. She pulled her pussy lips apart, revealing her well-stroked clit. The tip of the vibrator found her opening, and slid inside. Shanti stared into Vijaya's eyes as she thrust the dildo deep inside her pussy. Vijaya's hands were clutching at her belly, trying to reach her distended clit. Creamy cuntal lubrication dripped from her hole. Tears welled up in her eyes as she felt she would never be able to reach the climax she had been craving all day. Shanti finally took pity on Vijaya and pulled the buzzing cock from her cunt, and held it out towards Vijaya's crotch. Vijaya gasped with delight, and thrust her hips forward. "If you want this, you'll have to beg!" Shanti purred, smiling wickedly. The tip of the vibrator was around 3 inches from Vijaya's dripping box. Vijaya begged and pleaded for Shanti to cram it inside her. Shanti poked at Vijaya's clit, keeping the vibrator directly on her love button for only one or two seconds at a time. Vijaya's hips arched up off the bed, her cunt homing in on the buzzing love-toy. Shanti held it over almost a foot away from the bed so that Vijaya had to fully arch her back, almost to the point where she thought she would snap in half. She could just feel her clit touch the vibrator when she had to fall back in exhaustion. Vijaya screamed again with desperation, and with a yell, Shanti shoved the full 12 inch plastic device up Vijaya's cunt, and she collapsed back on the bed, her hips pounding up and down furiously. She came and came. Juice poured out the sides of her pussy, drenching the sheets. Her cum lasted for almost 15 minutes before her spasm vagina began to calm down. She clutched at her breasts, her chest heaving and glistening with sweat. Shanti allowed Vijaya no rest, however and she crawled up Vijaya's chest and straddled her face. "Now, bitch, start sucking! And don't stop till I tell you to!" She moved forward, planting her cunt directly over her professor's opened mouth. Just as Vijaya stuck out her tongue to caress Shanti's genitals, Shanti added, "And don't spill a single drop!" With that, she began to piss into Vijaya's mouth. Vijaya started and reflexively closed her lips. Hot yellow piss spilled all over her face, and dripped down her neck onto the bed. "You Bitch!" Shanti yelled. "Can't you even listen! You'll pay for this, you slut!" She leaned back and pulled the vibrator from Vijaya's red, raw pussy, and tossed it off the bed. She grabbed a c-clamp from the pile of sex toys on the nightstand and started screwing it onto Vijaya's right tit. "No, please!" begged Vijaya, "I'll do as you say. I love drinking your piss, it's like champagne! Please don't clamp my titties! No...NOO! ..AAAHHHH!" She screamed in terror as the metal clamp closed in on her nipple. Shanti tightened it until the tip of her nipple was almost totally flattened, then she started working on the other one. Vijaya's screams became even too much for Shanti to handle after her second nipple was firmly squished between the metal edges of the clamp. She grabbed the ball-gag from table and shoved it into Vijaya's mouth. Now her professor was totally bound and gagged. Shanti watched as her naked sweaty body writhed in agony before her. Grabbing the leather strap, she began whipping Vijaya's belly and thighs. Her supple body twitched and shook with pain as the whip left its red marks all over Vijaya's white, creamy flesh. Soon a criss-cross pattern of welts was evident all over her skin. When Shanti focused on Vijaya's tits, the c-clamps on her nipples were pulled and tugged by the whip as it struck. To Vijaya, it felt like her breasts were being torn from her chest. She twisted her torso in a vain attempt to avoid Shanti's blows, but this only exposed more untouched flesh on her sides and back for the Slimy Tamil Iyer slut to punish. Shanti then turned her attention to Vijaya's still oozing cunt. She held Vijaya's pussy lips apart with her left hand, leaving her soft inner tissues totally vulnerable. The whip in her right hand came down hard on Vijaya's clit, and the bound slut went rigid with pain. Shanti whipped her cunt again and again, until Vijaya was beyond feeling. She could hear Vijaya's muffled cries even through the ball gag, and smiled to think of how she was similarly treated by her new boss just recently, and how she had loved it. Soon, however, Shanti got bored of whipping Vijaya's soft pussy. She went to the pile of leather toys and pulled out a new toy and looking at that Vijaya's eyes widened with fear as Shanti approached the bed. She tried to shrink away from the hard leather tip of the whip, which Shanti dangled before her eyes. She dragged it slowly down Vijaya's soft body, circling each tit before sliding past her crotch towards her feet. Grabbing a bottle of oil from the table, Shanti covered Vijaya's feet with the shiny lubricant. She then pulled Vijaya's left leg out straight, so it was a few inches off the bed, and made her point her toes to the ceiling, holding onto Vijaya's big toe, Shanti began whipping the soles of Vijaya's feet. At the touch of the first whip blow, Vijaya jerked her foot up and away from Shanti's grasp. Shanti did not expect that kind of insolence, from her slave,and slammed the whip down on Vijaya's thigh with full force. "Damnit! Did I tell you that you could move your foot, you bitch?!" Shanti whipped Vijaya's thighs again and again, leaving wide red welts all over her skin. Some drops of blood oozed out along the deeper gashes. Vijaya screamed into her ball gag with terror. She had never felt such pain. "Now, will you behave, slut?!" Shanti demanded. Tearfully, Vijaya nodded yes, and held her leg out shakily. Shanti began to whip her soles again. With each strike, Vijaya flinched, but did not pull away. Soon Shanti was able to whip her feet with brutal force and not have to hold onto her toes. The oil on her soles seemed to make each blow sting even more. Vijaya eyed the key sitting on the nightstand. All she had to do was reach over and let herself free and this terrible whipping would stop. But that would also mean that she would never again know the softness of Shanti's thighs, and the taste of her slippery cunt. Vijaya looked up at her torturer. Even as Shanti was punishing her, Vijaya couldn't help but lust after Shanti's voluptuous and sensual body. She was concentrating intently on striking every square inch of Vijaya's soles, and her brow furrowed with concentration. The smell of Shanti's sweaty body filled Vijaya's nostrils, and made her want to submit to Shanti's whims even more. It was Shanti's beauty and vivid sexuality then held Vijaya bound to the bed more firmly than any ropes or chains ever could. Tears rolled down Vijaya's dark cheeks as Shanti savaged her feet. Each whip blow tore her soles, and sent daggers of pain up her legs. Blood covered the bottoms of her feet, but this only spurred Shanti on more. She whipped Vijaya's feet harder and harder, sweat shining on her bouncing tits. Incredibly, Shanti could see Vijaya's clit still pointing erect out of her pussy lips the entire time. Vijaya's whipping was turning her on, just as Shanti's had made her own pussy ooze creamy juice. Finally, Shanti pulled the gag from Vijaya's mouth. The till now absconding Mallu pussy gasped for breath, no longer able to scream. "Now, my little Vijayalaxmi cunt, thank me for your punshment. Thank me and offer to lick my whip clean, or I'll start doing things to you that you don't even want to start thinking about!" "Th-thank you, mistress. I love when you whip me like that. Will...will you do it some more? Please?" Vijaya was babbling incoherently. "No, I don't think so" said Shanti, "I'm getting tired. Maybe I'll whip you some more tomorrow." "Thank you, mistress, I'd like that. Now, please let me lick your whip clean!" Vijaya stuck out her tongue, and lapped the tip of the leather crop clean of her blood and sweat. Shanti then crawled back up Vijaya's chest. She unclamped her nipples and sucked them to bring blood flowing through them again. Vijaya still moaned with agony, her body covered in sweat. Shanti grabbed Vijaya's hair and said, "OK, slut! Let's hope you've learned your lesson, and we'll try it again." Shanti squatted over Vijaya's face, and again let loose a stream of piss. This time Vijaya eagerly opened her mouth and carefully swallowed every hot, bitter drop. Shanti purposely held back to make this last a long time. Vijaya licked her cunt clean after every spurt, and then Shanti would piss some more. Vijaya held the liquid in her mouth, tasting her captivity, until Shanti told her she could swallow it. Finally Shanti had no more left to piss, and Vijaya gently suckled at her pussy. Shanti massaged her tits and sighed with pleasure as she rode Vijaya's tender tongue to an orgasm. Shanti collapsed onto Vijaya's body, their soft tits mashing against each other. She grabbed Vijaya's face and kissed her roughly, thrusting her tongue deep into Vijaya's mouth. Vijaya eagerly returned the kiss, nipping and sucking at Shanti's probing tongue. Shanti could taste the pussy juice and piss on Vijaya's breath. Vijaya began pumping her hips up and down, grinding against Shanti's pussy. Shanti pulled back, a string of saliva dripping from the corner of her mouth onto Vijaya's tits. Giggling, she reached over for the phone by the bed. She ordered room service to send up a sandwich and a beer. Vijaya looked at her puzzle, but the door buzzed before she could find out what Shanti was up to. Still naked, Shanti opened the door and let Ratan in. This lucky guy stared at the lush figure of the girl by the door, and the spread opened pussy of the one bound to the bed. The smell of two hot pussies permeated the room. Shanti closed the door behind him, and pulled him towards the bed. With a practiced hand, she unclasped his belt and zipper, and pulled his pants down to his knees. She grabbed his hard cock and led him towards Vijaya's cunt. "C'mon honey, fuck this bitch for me! You can do it, just look how wet she is. She wants it bad!" Ratan needed no further prodding, and thrust his cock inside Vijaya's wet pussy. He slammed violently into her and she grunted with pleasure with each thrust. Shanti reached between them and fondled Vijaya's clit in between fuck-thrusts. Soon Ratan neared his cum, and pounded even harder into Vijaya's body. He grabbed Vijaya's tits as he came, twisting them violently. Vijaya cried out with renewed pain as she felt his cum drenching her insides as he savaged her nipples. Before he could collapse onto Vijaya's generous cleavage, Shanti grabbed his ass and pulled him off the bed, and neatly propelled him towards the door, his pants still down around his ankles. She caught a glimpse of a well-dressed couple walking down the hall, who recoiled with shock at the sight of the half-naked Ratan, his erect cock still dripping with cum and pussy juice. She slammed the door behind him and giggled as she could hear the couple yell for the manager. Shanti laughed and started to munch on the sandwich. She ate about half, then climbed back onto Vijaya. She took a few pieces of the chicken meat of the Sandwich, and shoved them up her cunt. "Lunchtime!" she giggled, shoving her crotch into Vijaya's face. Vijaya obediently ate the cunt-flavored meat, sucking every piece from Shanti's hot slit, and licking clean every drop of russian dressing. The Tamil slut next crawled a few inches further up the bed, so that her little dark brown asshole was directly over Vijaya's mouth. Vijaya could smell the shit inside Shanti, mixed with the odor of her steamy pussy. This was truly the heart of Shanti's sexuality - the most animal fragrance her body could produce. Shanti grabbed hold of Vijaya's still sore nipples and twisted then cruelly. "OK, bitch! Let's see if you can suck asshole as well as you lick pussy. Start sucking, or I just might let loose, and really fill your mouth! I want you to lick me spanking clean." To show Vijaya that she meant business, she relaxed her anus a litte, letting the tip of a small brown turd poke out before she tensed up and pulled it back in. Vijaya turned her head away in revulsion, but Shanti gave her tits another brutal twist for good measure, forcing Vijaya to turn her mouth back to Shanti's underside and slowly stick out her pink tongue. Shanti could now feel the dark-haired slut's lips and tongue begin to probe and lick at her bunghole. Vijaya was afraid that her nipples would be permanantly scarred by Shanti's vicious grip - her fingernails were firmly planted into Vijaya's tits. Vijaya lapped and sucked for all she was worth, licking every speck of sweat, shit and pussy juice from Shanti's entire anus. When Shanti gave a further nipple twist, Vijaya even pointed her tongue, and shoved it directly up Shanti's shit-chute, cleaning her outer rectum out like an enema. Finally she could lick no more, and let her head fall back to the bed, her mouth smelling like a sewer. "Here," said Shanti, "I'll give you some mouthwash for your breath." Shanti grabbed the beer and twisted off the cap. She lay back on Vijaya's body, stuck the neck of the bottle up her cunt and began pouring the fizzy liquid into her pussy. She tilted her hips back so that almost half the bottle filled her up. She then leaned forward, causing the liquid to begin to drip onto Vijaya's face. As Shanti sat further up, more and more of the beer poured out, like a faucet of warm, bubbly fluid. Vijaya lapped and sucked until Shanti's cunt was empty. A light buzz now filled Vijaya's head. Before she knew it, the effects of the alcohol and her sexual exhaustion took over, and she fell back on the bed asleep. When she awoke it was dark outside and Shanti was gone. She unchained herself and found a note by the door that simply read: Wednesday, 4pm at Kamesh's place and this time don't try tricks – it will be worse than this. What would be next? Vijaya wondered. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 08 "This is great!" Kamesh said, obviously overjoyed at both the immediate visual pleasure and the untold manipulative potential that Shanti's tape had. "I just knew you'd like it, honey," Shanti cooed, loving Kamesh's affectionate approval. They were lying on the big round bed, naked and sweating from a recent session of love-making, lounging comfortably in front of the big television screen. Kamesh had had a video tape of himself and Shanti running while they were fucking andShanti had popped in her "special" tape after they had finished. Kamesh was lying spent and exhausted on the bed. Shanti had waited several days since she had made the tape of herself and Vijaya before surprising Kamesh with it. She had watched it several times since then, but had preferred to let Vijaya wait and have time for both her guilt and her lust to grow before showing the tape to Kamesh. Shanti was sure that Kamesh would want to lure Vijaya into his den as soon as he saw the incriminating and provocative tape. She was right. "I can't believe this," Kamesh exclaimed excitedly. "How did you do it? When did you do it? God damn! I can't wait to get her over here and have her just the way I want her." The segment of the tape that Shanti was now showing was that of Vijaya jerking off with their favorite blue dildo. Shanti noticed that Kamesh's cock was reacting to the tape, too. His pecker was already stiffeningagain, and so soon after that fucking they had just had. Oh well, she thought, I can't let a little petty jealousy mess up the good time we're going to have with this. "I taped it a couple of days ago, honey," she said proudly, groaning slightly as Kamesh shoved his hand between her thighs and groped for her pussy as he watched Vijaya manipulating hers on theTV screen. "How'd you do it?" he asked, still staring in amazement at the tape as Vijaya began to climax. "I just happened to meet her in the neighbourhood," Shanti replied. "She recognized me from the film you had shown her." Shanti did not reveal the intimidation she had to deliver to Vijaya and get her around for the sordid sex. "Goddam! You're great, honey!" he shouted, then stared in open-mouth amazement as Shanti's figure came onto the screen at the peak of Vijaya's climax. "Shit! You got her to go lesbian, too?"he asked, watching intently at the taped image of Shanti squeezing Vijaya's full, white boobs then collapsing on top of her and engaging her in a wild, passionate kiss. "That's right, honey," she said proudly, "but just watch. You haven't seen anything yet!" Kamesh leered intently and let out a hoarse, excited laugh as he watched the confused but passionate expression on Vijaya's face when Shanti trailed her way down her neck with kisses and stopped at her tits to squeeze and suck. Shanti glanced at the TV screen but was more attracted to the scene between Kamesh's legs. His fingers were working faster in her pussy, stirring up her juices and her desires. His dick was lengthening and hardening with each new change in the encounter on the screen. "Yeah," Kamesh sighed as Shanti's mouth worked its way into Vijaya's pubic bush and Shanti's hot dark tongue darted out to flick at Vijaya's clit. "She loves it, doesn't she?" he said hoarsely, looking at Vijaya's lust-filled face as she felt the intimate oral caress of another woman for the first time. "You bet she loved it. You know how good I am," Shanti whispered in his ear as she leaned toward him. She grasped his semi-erect cock in her soft, skilled hand and lifted it from where it lay across his thigh. She loved the feel of it. The skin was smooth and satiny. The head was perfectly shaped, hard and bulbous when fully erect. She loved his meat like no other man's, not even Ratan – who was her favorite, she thought as she felt the heavy weight of it in her hand. She just held it lightly at first, knowing that the mere touch of her warm hand on his cock-flesh was enough to excite him. "Uuuuuummmmmm, you are good, baby," he sighed, enjoying the slight pressure of her hand around his pecker as he watched Shanti devouring Vijaya's widely spread pussy. She began to lightly stroke her hand up and down the length of his cock, stimulating the super-sensitive underside with her supple fingers, feeling it still growing and swelling in her hand. It was too big now for her to get her hand wrapped completely around it. She could tell that his cock had now reached its full ten inches and that it was still just barely the slightest bit soft. In another few moments, it would be its full length, and the dark-red color of the cock-head would spread down his whole shaft. She grasped the hard, red bulb at the end of his long rod and massaged the tender flesh of the circumcised head. He groaned deeply in reply. The television screen now showed the torrid scene of a lust-crazed Shanti rubbing her swollen tits against Vijaya's dripping pussy. Kamesh leaned back, propping his head on a pillow to keep the screen in view, and spoke gently but authoritatively to Shanti. "Suck me while I watch this, baby. Really suck me good. Goddamn! This is great!" Shanti moved her head down to Kamesh's crotch. "Just keep watching, honey. I don't want you to miss the best part," she said softly but excitedly, knowing that she would time her sucking just right so that Kamesh would come deep in her throat as he watched the final scene of Vijaya fucking herself in the ass and licking Shanti's asshole. He'd just love it, she thought delightedly. Kamesh watched the TV screen hungrily as Shanti knelt between his spread thighs. She held his erect cock in both hands and squeezed the hard shaft, bringing a white pearl of fluid out of the slit in the massive head. She lapped the precious liquid hungrily then began to cover the swollen head with her tongue, licking and nibbling all around the hot bulging bulb. As she licked, she went lower and below on his cock-head and made bigger and bigger circles with her tongue until the entire head of his huge organ was inside her hot mouth. She loved the taste of it. The heat of it caused her pussy to quiver and burn. Knowing that the video tape was now advanced to the segment where she was beginning to humiliate Vijaya, Shanti quickened her sucking. She slowly moved her head downward, savoring every inch of cock-flesh she sucked into her mouth. She felt the head of his red, steaming prick pressing against the back of her throat, but she relaxed and let it slide still deeper inside. Inch by inch, his big cock disappeared into her voracious mouth, filling her mouth and throat until she thought she couldn't hold any more. But she knew she still could. She opened her mouth still widerand drew the last few remaining inches of his cock into her throat. She loved the feeling of being stuffed full of his cock, feeling her lips brushing against his pubic hair, his big prick throbbing and pulsing in her mouth. Kamesh glanced down at Shanti, savoring the hot, wet pressure of her skillful mouth around his cock. He was delighting, too, in the scene on the screen as Shanti manipulated and used Vijaya. He had loved the way Shanti had made Vijaya lick Shanti's pussy-juices off the big dildo. He was gazing intently now as Shanti was forcing Vijaya to shove the big plastic cock up her virgin ass. And Shanti was beginning to suck harder on his cock now as he wondered what would happen next on the screen. She raised her head back up to the top of his cock-shaft and was beginning another downward plunge. She sucked him back in faster this time, hearing him grunt in response. She released him again, his shaft now glistening with her saliva, and made her next stroke harder and more forceful as she plunged downward. Soon, she had developed a rhythm with her bobbing head that she could tell matched his point of excitement with the video tape. She sucked strongly and smoothly, savoring the feeling of his big prick sliding in and out of her mouth. "Oh ... that's great, honey," he moaned. "And watching and looking at Vijaya fuck her ass like that is great, too." Shanti doubled her pace now and the tape was near the end. She was fucking his cock swiftly in and out of her mouth. She took his fat balls lightly with her fingertips and began to gently squeeze and pull at his nut-sac, raising his level of excitement another notch. "Ooooohhhh ... that's great, baby," he groaned, watching the final scene of Vijaya's humiliation as she fucked her own ass and Shanti's gorgeous pussy and licked Shanti's asshole at the same time.And simultaneously, Shanti was sucking his cock like a madwoman and milking his balls. "AAAAHHHHHH ... SUCK IT ... SUCK IT!" he cried as the hot cum boiled out of his loins and sluiced through his cock. Shanti could feel his balls tighten just before he came and squeezed them harder as he cried out. Her mouth involuntarily tightened around his dick as she felt his hot jism flooding her mouth and throat and oozing out of her widely stretched lips. She sucked in every drop she could, not for a minute wanting to miss any of his hot juice. As his body relaxed and his cock ceased its violent pulsing in her mouth, she pulled her lips away and languidly licked and sucked his entire shaft, luxuriating in the delicious reward of his hot jism. He was dazed by the intensity of the orgasm and lay back exhausted as she covered his softening dick with her hungry lips and tongue. Once she had lapped up every drop that remained on his still-heavy shaft, she performed her final and favorite blowjob practice. She held his thick, glistening cock in both hands and pulled the tender skin downward until the slit at the top of the head gaped open. Then, placing her lips against the open piss-hole, she sucked the remaining thick jism from deep in his shaft, milking it with her hands to squeeze out every drop. "Uuuummmmmm," he moaned softly, feeling that last deep suction of Shanti's mouth pull the last juices out of his softening pecker. She was the only woman who loved his jism so much that she got every drop like that. And he loved that part as much as any other part of her excellent blowjobs. Shanti relaxed with her head resting on Kamesh's belly. She felt content and satisfied with a job well done and knew they both needed to catch their breath before discussing Vijaya any further. Shanti toyed with her pussy as she rested, gently fingering her clit to bring herself to a light, but pleasant orgasm as she waited for Kamesh. She knew that he sometimes liked to doze for a few minutes after such a strenuous orgasm. She often passed the time by giving herself the luxury of an extra orgasm or two. Reasoning that Kamesh had napped for long enough, two relaxing little orgasms' worth, Shanti moved her warm body up beside his. She awakened him by gently rubbing her fine, smooth tits and belly against his side. It was slow, but it always woke him up in a cheerful mood. "Ummmm ... that was really something special, lover," he said as he stretched then pulled her closer to his side. "I knew you'd be surprised," she whispered. She could tell his attention was now turning to what possible use they could make of the film by the concerned expression that appeared on his face. "I wonder just how much we can get withthat tape?" he murmured. "What do you mean?" "Well, I'm pretty sure from the way you handled Vijaya that we can have her up here tomorrow afternoon sucking and fucking both of us like crazy," Kamesh said. "One little suggestion to her that we might just show that tape to her husband will scare her bad enough to do just about anything we want." "What else do we want?" Shanti asked, puzzled by what he said. "Well, there's that cute little niece of hers. She's really something!" "Hey, don't make me jealous," Shanti said, only half jokingly. "Don't worry, honey," he reassured her, "you're still the best." But he secretly wondered if Vijaya's niece Priyamani might be even better. Seeing her at the swimming pool the past few days since he had first voiced his opinion to Ajay had really increased his awareness of her innocent, teenage beauty. She might not be any better than Shanti, but he knew she'd be good -- and he knew he was beginning to want her real bad. "I wouldn't try to do too much with this one film," Shanti said. "We'd better work our way up." "How's that?" "Well, you can call Vijaya over here tomorrow afternoon and get a tape of you and her fucking," she explained. "And then maybe you can use that tape to persuade Priyamani." "I don't know," he mused. "It might be a little tougher than that. She looks pretty inexperienced and pretty straight." Shanti thought for a moment and then made the connection. "Hey! There's that friend of hers I don't know her name, but she's fair tall and a Tamil around 24 years age and good-looking and looks a lot wilder than Priyamani!" "Yeah!" Kamesh said. "I'd forgotten about her. Ajay mentioned her the other night when he was here. Yeah ... she does look a little more corruptible than Priyamani." "Good! We've got that settled then," Shanti said, ready for some more action. "We'll both nail Vijaya tomorrow and then I'll go to work on that fair Tamil. You think you can spare any for me?" she whispered in his ear. "Any what?" he laughed. "You know what, you bastard," she said, grabbing his rested and ready cock. "Are you gonna give me any more of that good jism of yours, or are you gonna waste it all on younger women and housewives?" "Don't worry, baby, " he said, cupping one of her perfect tits in his hand. "There's plenty ... for everybody!" The next day Vijaya got a call - "Hey, Vijaya," Kamesh said into the telephone, "are you busy this afternoon?" "What do you mean?" she asked suspiciously. She had been afraid ever since that crazy day with Shanti at Ratan's place after the afternoon in Kamesh's apartment with Shanti that Kamesh might call. She knew that Shanti just might tell Kamesh what had happened and she knew the only thing for her to do was deny it. Whoever told anybody anything about her would just be lying, she decided. If Kamesh approached her about it, she'd just say that Shanti had made up the whole crazy, depraved story. But after the assault the other day – she had lesser such options. "Well, I just wondered if you could drop by," Kamesh said, trying to keep the voice as innocent sounding as possible. "How come? Ajay's not here," Vijaya explained, beginning to think maybe this was just an innocent, friendly call after all. "No, not Ajay ... you," Kamesh said emphatically. "I just want you to come over for a minute to show you something." Vijaya was really lost now. What could he want? If he was going to try to trick her, she'd just call him a liar to his face and stomp out of there, she decided firmly. "Well ... okay, I guess," she stammered. "I guess I can come by in a little while." "Don't take too long, Vijaya," Kamesh urged. "See you in a minute!" Kamesh hung up the phone and winked wickedly at Shanti lying beside him on the bed. "Okay, baby. This is what we'll do," Kamesh explained. "I'm going to put on some clothes so l don't scare the shit out of her the minute she walks in the door." He began pulling on his pants as Shanti listened. "And then I'll do all the persuading in the living room when she gets here. You stay in here and you'll be a little surprise for Vijaya once I convince her to take her clothes off and head for the bed." "Sounds good, lover," Shanti said happily. "Uuummmm! I can't wait to see her in action again. For somebody that's been as frustrated as you say she was, she sure does catch on fire if you treat her right!" "Just don't forget how to treat her," Kamesh ordered. "I can blackmail her and get her to do anything I want, but I don't want to have to rape her. I want her to be turned-on, too. And that's where I might need your help," he explained as he finished dressing. "Don't worry," she laughed. "Always glad to lend a helping hand." She punctuated her last remark with a firm squeeze of Kamesh's cock. Even through his pants it excited her. "There she is," Shanti cried gleefully as the doorbell chimed. "Go on, lover. Don't keep the lady waiting!" Kamesh snatched the "special" tape from on top of the video recorder and hurried to the front door. He opened it to find an obviously ill-at-ease but still sexy and very desirable Vijaya at the door. Images from the tape flashed through Kamesh's mind as he looked at her -- and he could already picture her naked. The lust in his gaze was more obvious than he realized. "Well ... don't just stare at me ... well ... what did you want?" Vijaya stammered, blushing from the intensity of Kamesh's stare. "Come m, come in," Kamesh said cheerfully, waving her into the plush living room. "Would you like a drink?" "I don't know ... I don't think so," Vijaya replied. "What is it that you wanted to see me about?" "Well, come on in and sit down," Kamesh suggested. "We don't have to talk standing up do we?" He walked over to the big velvet couch and casually dropped the "special" tape into his video console. He motioned toward the couch facing the oversize projection screen and Vijaya reluctantly walked over and sat down. "What is it you want to talk to me about?" Vijaya asked again, suddenly remembering the rude remarks Kamesh had made the last time she ... no ... the last time she and Ajay were here. This is the same place where Shanti and I first got together with each other, she realized with an uncontrollable shudder. "Something wrong?" Kamesh asked, wondering if Vijaya had any idea what he was getting ready to spring on her. "No," she said angrily. "I hope you're not going to insult me again," she snapped, her nose in the air. "What do you mean?" Kamesh asked with mock innocence. "You know ... you know damn well what I mean," she said. "I hope you're not going to make anymore improper remarks about me and any of your ... your damn video stuff!" "Well, that is what I wanted to talk to you about," Kamesh replied. "What?" "Well, you know how you were so turned off about the idea of being video-taped while you were having sex?" Kamesh ventured slyly. "Yes?" Vijaya responded, more self-righteous than ever. "Well, I think maybe you went ahead and did it anyway!" he remarked and switched on the video machine, sending a life-size image of Vijaya -- naked and masturbating -- exploding onto the big screen. "Oh, my God!" Vijaya gasped, clutching her hands to her mouth and staring wide-eyed at the unexpected image. She was too shocked at first to even realize where the tape had come from. Then as Kamesh turned up the sound, she could hear the sounds of herself reaching a climax, crying and groaning as she pounded her cunt with the dildo. And Shanti appeared on the screen ... grasping Vijaya's tits and then collapsing on top of her ... "Turn it off ... Kamesh, please ... oh, God ... please, turn it off!" "Okay, okay," Kamesh said in a soothing voice. "Calm down, relax, I'll turn it off." He reached over and pressed a button, making the screen go blank. "Let's just talk about it a little bit. Okay?" "Where did you get that?" Vijaya cried, still not realizing her entire escapade with Shanti had been taped. "That's not the important question," Kamesh replied, enjoying the way the always prim and proper Vijaya was reacting. "The big question is why did you say you wouldn't do it when you really did do it?" "I ... I don't know what you mean!" "Why did you let Shanti tape you and her making love?" he asked, delighting in her confusion. "I didn't ... I didn't know ... I didn't know!" "But you and Shanti did do it, didn't you? And if you'll do it with her then I suppose you'll do it with me, too," he said softly but firmly and began to walk toward her. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 08 "No ... no!" she cried. "I won't ...I'll tell Ajay!" "I don't think so," Kamesh laughed, returning to the machine and advancing the tape cassette. "I don't think you'll tell him about me because I might just show him this." He pointed at the screen as the scene of Vijaya's ultimate humiliation came suddenly into view. There she was, fucking herself in the ass and burying her face in Shanti's ass at the same time. Vijaya was again shocked but realized now what had happened. Shanti had deliberately set her up, deliberately taped her, deliberately made her do humiliating things so that she and Kameshcould blackmail her. It was her own fault, she realized. Her own fault for letting herself get carried away with Shanti. She sat still, waiting for Kamesh to make his demands. "Now that we understand each other ... let's see what you look like in real life without any clothes," he suggested with a wicked laugh. Vijaya complied slowly. She removed her sexy nylex black saree and unbuttoned her blouse and removed it, then her bra, then her petticoat dropped to the floor. She stopped with only her panties and shoes on. "Come on, Vijaya," Kamesh teased. "I want to see everything Shanti got to see." Vijaya slid out of her slippers and slowly pulled her panties down over her hips and legs, stepping out of them and adding them to the heap of clothes at her feet. 'Uuummmm," Kamesh murmured approvingly. "I see why Ajay likes to keep you to himself," he laughed. Vijaya didn't respond. She was still too stunned by the sudden events. She stood there naked and humiliated, waiting for Kamesh to exact his punishment. "See! It's not so bad," Kamesh coaxed, swinging open the bedroom door and leading the docile Vijaya into the room. "Your playmate is even here!" With that said, Kamesh stepped over to the side of the room and let Shanti go to work. "Hi, Vijaya," Shanti said passionately from the center of the big, round bed. She was hot and naked, her legs spread wide as she fucked the bright, blue dildo slowly in and out of her wet glistening pussy. "Shanti!" Vijaya cried. "Come on, baby," Shanti cooed, "join me." She pulled the long dildo out of her cunt and crawled over to the edge of the bed, reaching her hand out toward Vijaya. "Let me make you feel real gooood again," she urged invitingly. Vijaya felt the now-familiar feelings of hot, lesbian desire starting to build in her loins. Almost unconsciously, she raised her hand and reached out toward Shanti. Shanti took her hand gently and eased her toward the bed. Shanti pushed Vijaya gently backward with one hand and casually slipped her other hand between Vijaya's thighs. Her fingers parted Vijaya's cunt-lips and gently began to stroke the soft, moist skin of her pussy. "Uuuuummmm," Shanti moaned, "I'll make you feel good, baby. Just like the other day." She continued to stroke and caress Vijaya's pussy, feeling it growing hotter and wetter in response. "Oh, Shanti ... oh ... yes, yes," Vijaya sighed, unable to control the passion that Shanti's skillful fingers were stirring in her cunt. She could feel her juices beginning to flow and her clit begin to swell from Shanti's wonderful stroking. Her lust and desire were overcoming her, making her forget the shock and shame of having been taped while fucking with Shanti. She was once again giving into the beautifully wicked desires and yearnings of her body. Shanti felt the flow of fuck-juices beginning to soak her fingers and watched Vijaya with satisfaction as her body relaxed and her face flushed with a passionate glow. It had been even easier than she had imagined. She winked at Kamesh as he finished adjusting the video equipment and once more began a secret taping of Vijaya. Kamesh was amazed at Shanti's progress and immediately began to remove his clothes once he had the tape rolling. He watched Shanti and Vijaya as he undressed, observing Shanti's skillful manipulation of Vijaya's body as she continued finger-fucking Vijaya's pussy while working her mouth slowly down Vijaya's neck to her tits. Standing naked and semi-erect by the side of the bed, he felt his loins begin to burn with lust as Shanti buried her head between Vijaya's thighs. "Goddamn, you work fast!" he exclaimed softly as he climbed onto the bed. He could tell that Vijaya was far enough gone by now that even if she had noticed him joining in she wouldn't care. She'll probably even want me to fuck her now, he figured as he moved in for a closer look at Shanti's hot, darting tongue whipping around and around Vijaya's clit. He reached behind Shanti's kneeling body and probed his fingers into her pussy and was pleased to find it just as hot and wet as Vijaya's looked. Kamesh was more interested in Vijaya at the moment, however, and soon withdrew his wet fingers, noticing that Shanti immediately replaced them with her own. He moved up beside Vijaya's wildly thrashing body and knelt beside her, his cock almost fully erect and turning fiery red. Vijaya's mind reeled with the exquisite sensations of Shanti's tongue and lips tantalizing her clit. And she felt Shanti's supple fingers beginning to penetrate her cunt-hole, too. It was even better than the last time, she realized as she let the hot, sensual desire glowing in her cunt take complete control of her body. At first, she didn't even notice that someone had gently taken her hand in theirs. Then she felt it being pressed against something hot and hard. "Oh ... Kamesh," she gasped in surprise at the appearance and touch of his huge cock that stood fully erect right before her face. She wrapped her fingers around his massive cock, marveling at the size of it and loving the heat and texture of the red, hot skin. "It's so big ... even bigger than it looked in that tape," she murmured with growing lust. She stroked her hand smoothly up and down the long shaft, stopping at the top of his cock to wrapher fingers around the hard, swollen head. Shanti ceased her actions between Vijaya's thighs and scooted up beside Kamesh, scooping up his big, dangling balls in her hand as Vijaya held his cock with both hands. "Isn't it gorgeous?" Shanti asked Vijaya in a hoarse, lust-filled voice. "Don't you want it inside your cunt, Vijaya?" Vijaya seemed shocked at the suggestion. She was turned on with a new, hot cock-lust that she had never felt before, but she couldn't imagine fitting the huge prick into her tight pussy. It was even bigger than the big blue dildo she had used with Shanti, the biggest thing she had ever had in her pussy or ass. But Kamesh's cock was a full inch longer and much thicker around than the dildo. And the head of his cock seemed to swell and grow even larger as she held it in her hand. "I don't think I can do it, Shanti," Vijaya whimpered. "It's too big. I've never had anything that big in my pussy." "Oh, it's great," Shanti cried, "just watch!" She scooted her ass up next, raising and spreading her thighs until her knees pressed against her tits and her pussy was gaping open wetly. "Shove it in, lover!" she commanded. Without hesitation, Kamesh turned to face her and leaned forward until the bulbous head of his cock was pressing against the open mouth of Shanti's pussy. He shoved in hard, burying his cock to the hilt in her dark-haired fuck-hole. Shanti and Vijaya both gasped simultaneously: Shanti from the sudden, deep penetration of her cunt and Vijaya from the sight of the long, thick prick boring into Shanti's juicy cunt. Vijaya watched hungrily as Kamesh slowly withdrew his cock. It glistened with her love-juices and stretched out the dark flesh of Shanti's pussy-lips. It almost looked to her like Shanti's pussy was sucking at his big rod. Kamesh shoved in again, even harder this time, and rapidly withdrew. He pounded in and out of Shanti's cunt-hole several more times, stirring her juices and making her cry out with sharp gasps. Withdrawing his cock slowly once more, he pulled it completely out of her pussy, making a wet sucking sound as the big head popped free of her tight cunt-muscles. He turned back to Vijaya, holding his dripping pecker right in front of her sex-flushed face. It was even a darker shade of red now and it glistened with Shanti's fragrant pussy-juice. "Taste it," he commanded, as he took the shaft in his hand and pulled the wet skin back hard, making the head bulge and strain as his piss-hole stretched widely open. "Lick the head ofmy cock!" Vijaya leaned her head forward and pressed her soft, open lips against the smooth, hot skin of his cock-head. She could taste the salty sweetness of Shanti's cuntal juices mingled with the special flavor of the pre-cum that oozed slightly from open slit of Kamesh's dick. She worked her tightly gripped hand up and down his smooth, thick rod as she covered more and more of the head with her mouth. She worked the entire bulb of his cock-head into her hungry mouth and moaned deep in her throat from the pleasure of the burning touch and the luscious taste. She held the bulbous head in her mouth lovingly, savoring the exquisite sensation. She'd never gotten this kind of pleasure from a man's cock before. She continued to stroke the perfect shaft of his cock with one hand and gently cupped his large, hanging balls with the other one. She rolled them adoringly with her hand, then lightly fingered the two swollen orbs separately, feeling his cock-head pulse in response as she still held it captive in her hot mouth. The burning in her pussy was growing fierce and she knew that she did want his monstrous cock shoved deep inside her cunt. She knew she could do it! She slowly removed her mouth from his delicious prick, lingering just long enough to press her tongue once more into the tight piss-hole. "I'm ready for it now," she breathed lustily."I want it inside my pussy ... please ... now, Kamesh!" Kamesh needed no further urging. The tantalizing way she had held his cock-head in her hot mouth had made him ache for the sensation of what he knew would be a tight, throbbing cunt. He positioned himself between her spread legs and pushed her knees up to her tits, angling her spread pussy toward his angry, red cock. He rubbed the head of his prick up and down through the wet, burning valley of her crotch. "Uuummmmmm," Vijaya moaned as she felt his hot cock-head touch her sensitive pussy-flesh. "Put it in me ... shove your cock into me ... fuck me, Kamesh... fuck me!" she begged passionately. He placed the tip of his cock at the mouth of her dripping pussy and slowly screwed the big head into her cuntal opening. "Oh, God, you're tight!" he grunted as he felt the tight muscles at the opening of her fuck-hole grip his throbbing cock-head. Shanti had been watching passionately beside them, tickling her clit with her fingers as she watched Vijaya suck and massage Kamesh's cock and balls. She had begun to plunge her fingers deep into her pussy as Kamesh began to rub his cock against Vijaya's waiting cunt. She couldn't resist joining in now, and placed one hand on Kamesh's muscular ass-cheeks while pushing his hips toward Vijaya's pussy. "Shove it into her, baby!" she cried with excitement, grasping one of Vijaya's firm tits with her other hand and watching the rapturous expression on Vijaya's face as she pushed Kamesh's ass harder, making his cock plow into Vijaya's straining, stretching cunt. "Make her scream, baby! Fuck it into her!" Vijaya did scream as the huge cock stretched and filled her pussy. She screamed from the pure sexual pleasure the massive cock was creating. Her cuntal passage convulsed and quivered around his thick shaft, squeezing with muscles she had never even used before. "AAAHHHHH ... IT'S SO BIG ... SOOO GOOD ... FUCK IT INTO ME!" she screamed, wrapping her strong legs around Kamesh's waist and pulling him in deeper. "Oooooohhh ... you're so goddamn tight," he grunted as her cunt-muscles squeezed and hugged his thrusting prick. He couldn't hold back. Vijaya's tightening legs, Shanti's pressure on his ass, and the maddening sensation of Vijaya's cunt biting and squeezing his dick caused him to thrust forward as hard as he could. He felt his cock slam its full ten inches into Vijaya's quivering cunt. He saw her head jerk backwards and her mouth open wide in passion! He began to fuck his cock in and out of her tight, vise-like hole with wild abandonment. She was letting out a sharp cry each time he slammed into her cunt. Her legs continued to pull him in harder and deeper with each thrust. He watched with passionate delight as Shanti grabbed both of Vijaya's straining, gorgeous tits and squeezed and pulled the inflamed flesh. Vijaya responded by reaching her hand between Shanti's spread thighs and shoving her fingers into the hot, dripping hole of her pussy.The incredible tightness and heat of Vijaya's pussy was bringing him rapidly to an orgasm that he could tell was going to flood her pussy with steaming, boiling jism. He knew he was going to come so much that his hot cum would overflow the lips of her tight cunt. "Aaaahhh ... uungghhh," he grunted passionately. "You're gonna make me come, baby! Oh, shit ... I'm gonna come in your hot cunt ... aaaaggghhhh!" "Come in my mouth!" Vijaya cried suddenly as she felt him approaching his orgasm. "Please, Kamesh ... I want to drink your cum ... I want it, I need it ... please!" She pulled her legs back from around his waist and began trying frantically to push him out of her cunt before he came. She wanted his hot jism in her mouth. Her whole body ached for it. Shanti gasped as she felt Vijaya's pleading voice send shivers of lust through her cunt. She loved seeing Vijaya so excited. She moved back away from the two lovers slightly as Kamesh withdrew his incredibly red and swollen cock from Vijaya's cunt with a loud slurping pop. She could tell by the way Kamesh was grimacing and panting that he was trying hard to hold his cum inside his ballsuntil he could reach Vijaya's mouth. Vijaya's fingers continued to probe and pull her cunt as Kamesh straddled Vijaya's quivering, sweating body. Shanti began making small sighs and groans of her own as she felt Vijaya pushing all four fingers of her hand into her cunt. She urged Kamesh on as he crawled his way up to Vijaya's waiting mouth. "Shoot it all into her, baby! Let her drink all your hot cum!" Kamesh knelt over Vijaya, his knees straddling her chest and his bursting cock pointed straight at her mouth. Shanti leaned forward and grasped Kamesh's red-hot cock in her hand, aiming it at Vijaya's mouth as she began stroking it vigorously. "Uuuuuhhhhh ... give it to me ... give me all your cum!" Vijaya cried wildly as she stared transfixed at the steaming prick Shanti was holding right in front of her mouth. "Aaaahhhhh ... pull it, baby ... jack it ... aaaaahhhhhh ... OH SHIT, I'M COMING!" Kamesh cried with pure pleasure as he felt his jism began to race through the length of his burning cock. He looked down at Vijaya's face, her mouth open and tongue protruding, cupping the head of his cock with her waiting tongue. "Uunghhh!" he grunted as the first hot jet of cum spurted out of his piss-hole and almost filled Vijaya's hungry mouth. Shanti squeezed his rod hard with each spasm of his hips, milking spurtafter spurt of thick jism out of his balls and into Vijaya's overflowing mouth. Vijaya released a moan of pure passion from deep in her throat as Kamesh's boiling hot cum filled her mouth. She swallowed hungrily as more and more of his luscious cream shot into her throat. She felt his hot, thick jism spilling over her lips and dripping down her cheeks. She'd never felt anything as good as Kamesh's delicious cum. Shanti continued to milk and squeeze Kamesh's convulsing cock until the last spasm had stopped. Kamesh panted and groaned with the final thrills his gigantic orgasm sent through his loins. He continued to kneel over Vijaya's cum-drenched face as Shanti gently rubbed the head of his still-erect prick over Vijaya's lips and cheeks as Vijaya lapped and licked at his sperm-smeared cock. He watched with satisfaction as Vijaya sucked up every drop of his cum. Shanti released Kamesh's cock and moved her head toward Vijaya's face. Kamesh eased his leg over Vijaya's chest and moved to the side of her head as Shanti began to lick all the remaining cum from Vijaya's lips and face. She sucked and lapped hungrily, drinking in all the delicious jism she could. Vijaya held her cum-covered tongue out from between her wet lips and Shanti sucked it into her own mouth, sharing the pleasure of Kamesh's cum with Vijaya. "Uuuuummmmm ... that was so goood," Vijaya sighed. "I want more ... I want more of his cum!" "Here, baby," Shanti said. Grasping Kamesh's semi-erect cock, she squeezed her hand tightly from the base to the head, pressing the open piss-hole against the erect nipple of one of her tits. She milked out still more of the thick jism and smeared it all over her big, dark-tipped tit and then dangled her wet, sticky tit over Vijaya's flushed, lust-filled face. "Lick it off my tit ... suck every drop of it in!" Shanti said excitedly. Vijaya grabbed her sticky breast and covered it with her wet, hungry lips and tongue. As Vijaya licked her tit and nipple, Shanti placed both hands around Kamesh's cock and placed her lips against the slit, sucking hard and extracting the last, thick drops of cum from deep inside his balls. Kamesh watched the two women with a deep satisfaction, amazed and pleasured by the way they drank in every drop of his cum. Vijaya had surprised him. She was even more passionate and wilder than Shanti had led him to believe. And once again, he mused wickedly, it's all on tape! Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 09 That had been quite an encore and lot of fucking, Shanti reminisced as she sat by the side of the balcony back at her apartment -- she came back, Sridhar was in a state of panic and Chitra informed her that the Bank also was contemplating sacking her, she was already on 20 days LoP and this was going to be a loss of a different kind, a job in hand for a slut is a bonus which is an everyday bonus, she was relaxing, sunning herself and enjoying a nice Apple juice, thinking back to that wild session she and Kamesh and Vijaya had just a few days ago. Whew! WoW! she thought. That Vijaya was really a sex-driven woman once she got going. And that tape that they had made ... I wonder if Vijaya has guessed yet that we taped her again? Shanti had been anxiously waiting for her chance to run into Priyamani's dark haired fair looking friend. Vijaya had said her name was Hema when Kamesh brought up the subject of Priyamani and her friend. Vijaya was still dead set against any possible involvement of her niece, Priyamani, and Kamesh. But she didn't know that she had just been recorded fucking Kamesh! And even if she had known, she was too naive to realize the way the tape could be used to persuade Hema and, with luck, Priyamani to join in their video sex-games. If I could just get acquainted with Hema and get her up to Kamesh's apartment, Shanti though, the rest would be easy. Treat her like an adult, get a few drinks in her, show her the tape and get her turned-on -- and the rest would come naturally. We'll all come naturally, Shanti laughed in the solitude of her balcony and this as the third day in a row that Shanti had sat by the balcony thinking of how to run into Hema. She had seen her at the Local shopping complex several times throughout the summer and she knew that it was just a matter of time before she saw her. In fact, she was surprised she hadn't seen her already. She was excited by the prospect of another lesbian seduction, especially with a girl as young as Hema. Hell, she thought, she might even be a virgin and she kind of doubted that, however, from the way she had seen Hema carrying on with some of the younger boys around the complex in the Mall and but the memory of how well the young Hema filled out her designer 'ghaghra' and the combined effects of the Apple juice and the night gin and the warm sun were making her hornier than ever -- and she hoped that today was the day. Goddamn! Shanti exclaimed under her breath, there she is now. Shanti's waiting had paid off. A couple of weeks later -- back at Kamesh's apartment, sitting on his balcony on a Sunday when he was out on work she noticed Hema had just come through the door from the apartment lobby across the road and was heading toward the Shopping Mall, Shanti had a clear view of her from where she sat on the opposite side of the road, and she could watch her closely and without detection as Hema padded barefoot along her apartment towards the lift and to the road downstairs --and quickly she was on the sidewalk. Uuuummmmm, Shanti thought, just as good as I had remembered. In fact, Maybe even a little better. I hadn't really been looking at her with sex in mind the last time I saw her. Hmmmmm, nice tits, good figure, sexy ... just the way I like them, she thought hungrily. Hema dropped her dupatta on a side chair. Unaware of the attractive dark woman who was eyeing her from the other side of the sidewalk and she walked into the same side and headed directly for her. Hema walked gracefully through the cool corridor and emerged at the edge of the road right in front of Shanti's side chair. Pulling herself up on the edge and climbing to the tiled surface, she couldn't have planned a better opportunity for Shanti to introduce herself. "Hi, Hema," Shanti said cheerfully, admiring Hema's slim body as it glistened with sunlight, barely concealed by her skimpy ghaghra and silky see through blouse. Shanti especially liked the color and texture of her delicately wheatish fair skin. A sexy contrast to her dark-hair and bright-red ghaghra suit. "Hi," Hema answered in a confused but friendly manner as she swept her hair back from her eyes. "Do we know each other?" "Oh, not really," Shanti explained. "I'm a friend of Priyamani's aunt, Vijaya." "Oh. You mean Priyamani's aunt, Vijaya Righteous," Hema said in a smart-assed tone. "That's right," Shanti said. "Vijaya the Spiritual and righteous woman, we must be talking about the same woman, all right." "Hey, I thought you said you were her friend?" Hema laughed, stepping up to the chair next to Shanti. "You must see her the same way I do." Shanti motioned for her to sit down. "Oh, I'm her friend and a real good friend, as a matter of fact. Probably better than you might think." "Huh? I don't understand what you mean," Hema said, screwing up her freckled nose in a way that Shanti found quite attractive. "Well, let's just say I know her in a different way than you do," Shanti said, still evasive, enjoying her first chance to give Hema a good looking-over from up close. She liked what she saw. "Well, all I know is that she sure is hard on Priyamani," Hema said with a conspiratorial half-whisper, looking around as if she expected Vijaya to be listening. "She won't let Priyamani do anything while she's staying with her this summer. She can't stay out late with any guys or even with me. She's such a prude!" Shanti laughed to herself. If Hema could see Vijaya on tape she sure wouldn't think she was a prude. "Oh, I wouldn't call her that exactly," she said. Hema didn't catch the irony in Shanti's voice. "Well, whatever you call her, she sure is tough on Priyamani. She's so afraid that Priyamani might be out ... you know ..." "Screwing some boy?" Shanti interjected. "Yeah! Right!" Hema agreed, happily surprised at finding someone sympathetic to her viewpoint. "Yeah, you know exactly what I'm talking about!" "Poor Priyamani," Shanti said. "As good-looking as she is, l bet she's got all kinds of sexy guys trying to get into her pants." "No kidding," Hema agreed. "But that damn Vijaya sure keeps them all away." "Who keeps them away from you?" Shanti asked jokingly, reaching over to touch Hema's arm. "You look like a pretty hot little number yourself!" Hema was surprised to find she was blushing at the sudden attention Shanti was paying her. "Oh, I do all right," she said with a note of self-pride in her voice. "I'm sure glad I don't have an Aunt Vijaya. That bitch!" Deciding that now was the time, Shanti said, "How'd you like for me to show you something about Vijaya that might surprise the hell out of you?" "What are you talking about?" Hema enquired. "There's a certain video tape that a friend of mine has in his apartment that might change your mind about your dear Vijaya," Shanti said with a friendly wink. "What do you say we go take a look at it?" "Wow! Sure!" Hema agreed, flattered at the way this attractive dusky but sluttish woman was treating her, enjoying having someone treat her like an adult instead of a young woman. "Well, let's go!" Shanti responded. "Oh, by the way, you can call me Shanti." "Pleased to make your acquaintance," Hema joked as she followed her new friend to the apartment lobby. She had seen Shanti around the Campus before, usually with the same good-looking man. She'd sure never expected to strike up a friendship with her, she thought. Not with somebody as attractive and mature and obviously older like Shanti was. She glanced at Shanti's full figure several times as they rode up in the elevator. She felt an odd mixture of envy and a familiar kind of sexual feeling as she compared Shanti's lush body to her own blooming form. I hope I'm as sexy looking as she is someday, she found herself thinking, not realizing that Shanti found her overpoweringly sexy right now. Stepping out of the elevator at Kamesh's floor, Shanti took Hema by the hand and led her to his apartment. Unlocking the door and stepping inside, Shanti asked, "Would you like a drink?" "Sure!" Hema answered enthusiastically. Shanti mixed two drinks and walked over to the corner of the living room where the big, comfortable couch and giant-sized view screen were arranged. "Wow, this is quite a place," Hema said as she followed Shanti to the couch. "I've never seen anything quite like it!" "I'll bet you've never seen anything quite like this, either," Shanti said mysteriously as she handed Hema her drink. Motioning for her to sit down on the big, velvet couch, Shanti walked over to the video console and selected the incriminating tape. "Just watch the screen," she instructed as she dropped in the cassette and sent a larger-than-life-size image of Vijaya, naked and masturbating frantically, on to the big projection screen. "Oh, Shiva Shiva My God!" Hema gasped as the TV picture exploded suddenly into view. Shanti turned up the sound and Vijaya's sharp cries and lustful groans filled the room. Watching Hema's reaction intently, Shanti moved quietly over to the couch and sat down close beside her. She found herself getting turned on, her breath quickening and pussy moistening, as she watched Hema watch the screen. Hema was totally captivated by what she saw. She was getting turned on by it, too, Shanti could tell, by the way Hema's hands had involuntarily gone to her lap, balled into fists and pressed in to her crotch with excitement. Ummmmmm, Shanti thought, and the only things standing between us are two flimsy dresses! "What do you think of that, honey?" Shanti asked seductively, boldly leaning closer to Hema until her tits brushed against Hema's arm and her mouth was almost touching Hema's ear. "Oh, God! I just can't imagine ... I can't imagine Vijaya letting herself be filmed like that!" "She's not as much of a prude as you thought, is she?" Shanti asked softly. "No ... no, she's great ... she's beautiful," Hema stammered, deeply moved by the sexual feeling being transmitted to her by what she was watching. "Ummmmmm, you're beautiful, too," Shanti whispered and gently flicked her tongue into Hema's warm ear. She was responding even faster than Shanti had expected. Shanti was becoming more excited with each sighing breath that Hema took. Gracefully, Shanti moved to the video machine and changed tapes.As she walked back toward the bar she looked over her shoulder and saw the giant image of Kamesh fucking Vijaya with his monster dick. Hema was staring at it in amazement. Shanti was sure, as she watched that if Hema ever had been fucked before it had certainly not been with a dick that size. She mixed two more drinks but continued to stand by the bar and watch Hema's reaction to the tape. The image now included Shanti as she squeezed Vijaya's firm tits in time with Kamesh's deep thrusts. Hema's mouth was open with combined lust and amazement as she watched the passionate scene. Shanti noticed that she had begun to move her fists in the middle of her lap, almost unconsciously massaging her young cunt-mound as the burning, hot fucking on the TV screen spread its excitement to her loins. "Mmmmmmm," Shanti moaned as she continued to stand by the bar and watch. She knew that the wild cum-scene with Vijaya and herself both milking Kamesh's hot dick was coming up in a few moments. Preparing herself for her next step in the seduction of Hema, she removed her skimy saree and blouse -- now only in her panties -- she wore no bra today and stood languidly by the bar enjoying Hema's increasingly impassioned actions and her own wanton nakedness. She gazed fondly at Hema as the battle over Kamesh's hot cum was re-enacted on the screen, observing that a flushed look of animal lust had come over Hema's face. Once the scene had progressed to the point where she and Vijaya were shamelessly tonguing and mouthing each other with Kamesh's jism spread all over their mouths and faces, Shanti quietly returned to the couch. Sitting down closely beside Hema, Shanti plunged one hand underneath Hema's tightly clenched fists and cupped Hema's hot cuntal mound through the panty below her ghaghra in her hand. She put her free arm around Hema's shoulders and pulled her close. Hema responded passionately. Shanti pressed her face toward Hema's, lashing out with her tongue to find Hema's open mouth. She probed her tongue deep into Hema's hot mouth, amazed at the way she was responding so warmly to her lesbian embrace. Both women embraced each other feverishly, exchanging oral caresses with abandonment as the warm, stimulating sound of deep sighs and moans came from the tape. "Uuuuummmmmm," Hema moaned, "you feel goooood." She quickly turned in no time and stroked Shanti's nude body uninhibitedly as Shanti continued to plant warm, soft kisses all over her sex-flushed face. Withdrawing from Shanti's arms, she reached behind her back and untied her kurti top, letting it fall to reveal her firm, womanly tits. Then, as Shanti watched with a look of pleasant surprise, she slid her ghaghra and panties smoothly down over her hips and legs and kicked them away. "I hadn't expected such a quick response," Shanti said candidly in a sex-slurred voice as they both allowed their eyes to travel openly over each other's naked body. "I just didn't know at first what you really wanted," Hema replied. "I just didn't think anyone as sexy as you would be interested in me." "This isn't the first time you've been with another woman, is it?" Shanti asked as she reached out and allowed her hands to wander over Hema's body. "No, this isn't the first time," Hema answered, gasping slightly as Shanti brushed her skilled fingertips over her clit. She spread her legs and raised one knee to the couch, making her pussy more available to Shanti's touch, at the same time moving her hands between Shanti's opening thighs. "Never and never was it... never with a real woman like you -- you are unbelievable," she gasped. "It was just with other girls in college ... never with anyone like you." "You mean someone older like me or vivacious sexy and exciting like me? How old are you if I can ask?" Shanti asked as she pulled her thigh up and rested it on Hema's putting both their pussies within easy reach of each other's probing fingers. "Yeah ... mmmmm - I am 19 + 2 months." Hema moaned as Shanti's fingers began a slow teasing journey around and around her clit. "You're so much more ... more mature. I didn't think you could possibly care about me." "Uuuummmm ... pull my clit ... just pull it nice and slow, you know I am just 24" Shanti instructed, imparting her vast knowledge of love to her new young lover. "Why wouldn't I want you? You're so young and beautiful ... and you feel sooo gooood." "But you are so experienced -- you are a expert in sex to me, teach me ... teach me how to make you feel good ... teach me what another woman likes," Hema panted. "I've only kind of ... kind of experimented with my friends ... it wasn't this good ... you must know how to do it right!" "Have you ever done this with Priyamani? Have you ever felt her like this?" Shanti asked. "Just once ... one time ... she was afraid and wouldn't really let me much." Each woman was lazily fingering and pinching and pulling the other's hot cunt-flesh, the tape was still playing, showing a scene from later in that sex-session. Appropriately, it was a scene of Vijaya and Shanti engaged in a torrid sixty-nine entanglement. Kamesh had withdrawn from the bed and was working the camera by hand, Vijaya totally unaware of his actions. The screen showed alternate close-ups of first Shanti's lovely face buried in Vijaya's hot pussy, then Vijaya's lust-driven mouth devouring Shanti's glistening cunt. "Aaahhhhh ... that's right ... this is sooooo nice," Shanti moaned as Hema's young fingers stroked her clit. They both divided their attention between the passionate scene on the screen and the scene of each other's body, lounging languidly on the velvet cushions as they continued the loving manipulations of each other's pussy. "Like this?" Hema asked in a hoarse whisper, gently holding Shanti's swelling clit between two fingers and stroking it up and down. "Uuuummmmm ... that's right," Shanti sighed, having to close her eyes tightly and gasp for air as Hema's fondling sent exquisite thrills through her fevered cunt. "Is that good ... does it make you feel good?" Hema asked. "Yes ... yes ... it's good, it's good," Shanti responded. "Now dip your fingers into my hole ... like this," she instructed and began to poke lightly, teasingly into Hema's tight cunt. "Aaaahhhhh ... that's it," she sighed as Hema repeated the movements. They both continued to alternately squeeze and stroke each other's swollen clit and plunge their fingers gradually deeper and harder into each other's cunt. They kept on, increasingly faster and with more delicious pressure, still gazing at the lesbian love depicted on the screen, hearing slight wet noises and deep sighs mix with their own panting and passionate moans. "Teach me, Shanti ... teach me ... tell me what to do to you," Hema begged, extracting as much pleasure from her fingers being in Shanti's cunt as Shanti's being in hers. "Tell me ... I'll do anything ... anything" she sighed with a sound of deep sexual need in her voice. "Haven't you made love to other girls? Don't you know what to do?" Shanti asked. "This is all I've ever done ... just felt each other's cunt ... it wasn't this good though ... uuummmm, you're sooo good." "What do you want to do to me?" "Anything ... everything ... just tell me," Hema sighed as both women now had completely penetrated their fingers into each other's hungry pussy. Shanti's mind reeled at the possibilities. She quickly jumped up from the couch and turned on the video recorder, bringing out the camera and pointing it at the couch. She started the recorder and rapidly adjusted the video console so that the camera would be both recording them and projecting their images on the screen in front of them simultaneously. Even better than that mirror on the bedroom, she thought wickedly as she saw Hema's excited, waiting body appear on the giant projection screen. Shanti hurried to return to the couch, taking her place again next to Hema but stroking her tits and belly this time instead of her pussy. She gazed lovingly at the hot, vibrant young body next to her, glancing at the screen to see herself and Hema. "We can watch ourselves while we make love," she said softly to Hema, nodding at the screen. Hema's lust-filled eyes left their examination of Shanti's body to gaze at their images on the large screen in front of them. Shanti could tell by her expression that she liked it. She continued to lovingly touch Hema's budding tits and her sharply pointed nipples, fantasizing over the things she could have Hema do to her and the things she could do to Hema. Hema kept on watching the passionate picture they made on the screen as Shanti felt her young body and contemplated just what she would instruct the impassioned youngr to do. She remembered the way she had commanded Vijaya to do such humiliatingly exciting things to both of them. Shanti withdrew her hand from Hema's smooth pussy and inserted three fingers into her own gaping cunt. She stroked her pussy lightly, stirring up her hot juices, soaking her fingers in her hot liquids. "Did you like the way Vijaya and I ate all of Kamesh's jism?" she asked Hema. "Have you ever tasted a woman's juices?" "No ... let me taste yours, Shanti ... let me taste your pussy," Hema begged. "Here," Shanti responded, presenting her juice-drenched fingers to Hema. "Lick my juices off my fingers," she instructed. Hema complied, licking at Shanti's wet hand, clutching it, running her tongue over every finger then sucking each one of them into her mouth. "Uummmmm ... you taste so good," she gasped between licks. Shanti pulled her hand away again and returned it to her cunt opening, soaking it again in her juices and enjoying Hema's hungry stare as she did so. "Let me lick your pussy ... let me taste ... let me kiss it," Hema begged. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 09 "Just do what I tell you," Shanti commanded gently but firmly, "then I'll let you lick my cunt." She pulled her wet, sticky fingers out of her hole and angled her hips up higher so that Hema had a complete view of her spread crotch. She pushed her fingers into her asshole, closing her eyes and gasping from the powerful feeling as she slowly kneaded them in and out of the tight hole. "I'll let you lick my asshole, too," she said lustfully, watching Hema's entranced gaze as she stretched her shitter in ever- widening circles with her wet fingers. "Taste them again, baby," she instructed as she pulled out her finger and once more held them invitingly in front of Hema's face. Hema was even more passionate this time in her licking and sucking of Shanti's wet, fragrant fingers. She devoured every drop of Shanti's juices, inflamed by the combined taste of Shanti's sweet and musky asshole and pussy. Shanti reached now for Hema's pussy and buried two of her slim fingers in the tight, young opening. Hema moaned loudly as Shanti stroked the hole rapidly, stimulating her flow of fuck-fluids. Withdrawing her fingers, she spread Hema's juice over the large, erect nipple of one of her own luscious tits. Holding the boobs and cupping the juicy tit in her hands, held it toward Hema's mouth. "Lick my nipple," she instructed, her voice quivering with lust. "Taste your own pussy ... taste it ... suck it!" Hema eagerly obeyed, mouthing Shanti's sharp nipple hungrily, noisily sucking her own sweet juices from Shanti's tit. "Aaaaaaahhhhhh ... that's good ... suck it, baby, suck it!" Shanti gazed lovingly at Hema's young, virginal face, flushed with excitement at the taste of her own love juices and Shanti's fat nipple. Shanti pulled her foot up level with Hema's open twat and began to rub and caress the open, wet lips with her smooth, sensitive toes. Hema sighed deeply, leaning back against the couch, grasped Shanti's warm foot in her hands and rubbed her toes harder against her aching pussy-flesh. "Stick my toes in your cunt," Shanti gasped, loving the feeling of hot, wet cunt-lips against her tender foot. "Fuck yourself with my toes!" Holding Shanti's foot with both hands, Hema began to probe into her cunt-hole with Shanti's big toe, stroking it in and out of her hot slit feverishly. Hema moaned with pleasure at the penetration into her pussy, and Shanti felt the warm, wetness of her juices covering her foot. "Now in your ass ... fuck your asshole," Shanti ordered, watching with delight as Hema obeyed. She felt Hema's tight, virgin asshole open easily as her big toe pressed against its puckered opening. She was amazed and excited by the ease with which the rosy dark hole accepted the penetration. She panted with lust as she watched Hema jerk her ass-cheeks back and forth shamelessly, luxuriating in the feeling. "Suck my toes ... lick them ... lick your juice," she commanded breathlessly, pulling her toe from Hema's tight asshole and moving her foot towards her mouth. Hema hungrily devoured her own juices. She lapped and slurped hungrily at Shanti's lovely toes, sucking them into her mouth and tantalizing them with her tongue. "Uuuuummmmm ... you're so good, baby," she sighed as Hema continued with her sucking. "You can suck my pussy now. Put your head between my legs," she ordered, "but keep your ass up here by me." She guided Hema's head to her crotch and positioned her so that her head was pointing downward between Shanti's thighs and her knees rested beside Shanti, her ass high in the air and spread wide open to Shanti's touch. "Just take my clit between your lips," she said hoarsely, her voice thick and breathless with lust. She felt Hema's hot mouth encircle her clit, sending shivers through her loins. "That's right ... just hold it with your lips ... flick it ... flick it with your tongue!" she cried as Hema's hot, quick tongue sent shivers of delight throughout her entire body. Savoring the exquisite sensation of her clit trapped and vibrating in Hema's mouth, Shanti turned to Hema's lovely ass beside her. She spread the smooth young cheeks even wider with her hands and gazed greedily at the lovely sight. Hema's black tuft, soft pubic hair covered the fat pouch of her nineteen year old pussy, inside the inner lips of her pussy protruded slightly from the red-haired outer folds of flesh, her clit sticking out brown red and swollen. Love-juice oozed from the dark flesh at the mouth of her cunt, musky and enticing. Her asshole was hot dark in color and puckered tightly, just waiting to be licked. "Keep flicking it like that ... uuummmmmm ... that's right, baby," Shanti moaned as she continued to relish the sensation of her new lover's mouth tantalizing her clit. She began to teasingly play with Hema's pussy. She ran her fingertip along the edge of the slick inner lips, then pressed her finger between the fat lips and stroked it up and down through the humid valley of her cunt. She poked the mouth of Hema's cunt opening provocatively with her fingertip, eliciting deep, muffled groans from Hema. She plunged her fingers deep into the hot, fleshy hole, watching the way the hungry cuntal passage sucked her fingers inside and gripped them tightly. Stroking and stretching the soft folds of pussy-flesh for a few moments, she withdrew and gently plucked at Hema's throbbing clit, stroking it the way she would stroke her own. As Hema's groans increased with each new move Shanti's fingers made, her ass began to jerk hungrily, wanting more and more stimulation. Hema began to remove her mouth from Shanti's clit. "Keep sucking!" Shanti commanded, enjoying her power to control Hema and to have her hold her clit so excitingly in her mouth.She continued to tease Hema's pussy as she luxuriated in the feeling of her clit throbbing and warm inside Hema's mouth, being caressed by her lips and lightly flicked with her hot tongue.Departing from pulling and stroking Hema's clit, Shanti turned her attention to Hema's wrinkled asshole as it now flexed with hunger and excitement. She plunged her fingers deep into the hot opening, again amazed at the way it stretched almost as easily as did her cunt-hole. She fucked her fingers in and out rapidly before finally giving in to her desire to suck and lick Hema's luscious dark cunt-flesh. She pulled Hema's thigh across herself, straddling Hema's spread ass-cheeks over her tits. With a lusty sigh, she began to devour the sweet young flesh with her voracious lips and tongue, pulling her smooth ass-cheeks closer, her movements became wilder and more passionate as Hema began to stroke her own tongue up and down through Shanti's dripping slit, their actions became more and more frenzied as each woman drove the other to higher peaks of lust and animal desire, Shanti felt herself being completely overwhelmed by tremendous sexual power, their moans became sharp gasps of pleasure and ecstasy as their mutual sucking and licking took on a feverish pace. Their bodies bucked and writhed against each other in total abandon as their pleasure began to peak. And the camera saw it all! Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 10 A few days later in the vicinity they meet accidentally and it is a surprise, "Hi, Ajay!" Kamesh said pleasantly, greeting Ajay at the door. "What brings you over to my place?" he asked apprehensively, slightly fearing that Vijaya might have disclosed the fuck-session that had gone on between herself and Kamesh. "Hi, Kamesh," Ajay replied in a friendly manner, putting Kamesh at ease. "I've been meaning to get over here again ever since that night that Vijaya and I were here. I was wondering if you might do me a favor." "Sure! Just name it," Kamesh said, relieved. "Well, I was wondering if maybe you could show me that tape of your girlfriend again. You know the one where she's playing with herself." "Yeah," Kamesh responded, "come on in and I'll turn it on for you." He chuckled to himself at unexpected turn of events as he walked over to the video console. "Hey, I didn't get you out of bed, did l?" Ajay asked, noticing that Kamesh was wearing only a long, silk bath robe. "No, no. Don't worry," Kamesh answeblack jovially. "I was just getting out of the shower," he lied. He found the cassette of Shanti and dropped it into the machine, making sure Ajay had seated himself in front of the big screen before turning it on. "There! Is that the one you're talking about?" "Goddamn!" Ajay said as the image of Shanti's softly undulating body appeablack on the screen. "Yeah ... that's the one!" He gazed intently at the scene of Shanti he had seen the other night, the scene where she was fucking herself into a frenzy with a big, blue dildo. The tape was showing an earlier portion that he had not seen before, however. Shanti was on her knees with her spread ass- cheeks pointing at the camera, driving the dildo in and out of her box with her hand moving swiftly and smoothly between her open thighs. "Goddamn! What an ass!" Ajay gasped, almost salivating with desire as he watched Shanti go at it. The timing couldn't have been better, Kamesh mused to himself. "If you think that's something, just come in here for a minute," Kamesh said and walked toward the closed bedroom door. Ajay followed quickly, not knowing what Kamesh had in mind, but expecting the best. "God... I don't believe it ... it's her!" Ajay stutteblack in surprise as Kamesh threw open the door to reveal Shanti in the flesh, poised with spread legs and glistening pussy on Kamesh's big round bed. "I figublack if you liked the tape you'd probably like the real thing even better!" Kamesh laughed as he untied the sash to his robe and removed it. "Why don't you join us." "Yeah, Ajay," Shanti said seductively, "there's nothing better than two cocks at once!" That was all the coaxing he needed. He fumbled his way through his clothes as Kamesh returned to the bed and mounted Shanti. Shanti inhaled with a sharp gasp as Kamesh drove his big cock into her waiting cunt. Ajay continued to tug and tear at his clothes, unable to concentrate on the job at hand because of the passionate scene on the bed. "Come on, Ajay," Shanti sighed, "I want more cock in me!" Kamesh held Shanti's hips firmly against his own and eased slowly over until he was underneath her, her ass pointing invitingly up at Ajay. "Here's that ass you like so much," he called to Ajay."Come on and try it!" He pulled her cheeks widely apart with his hands, revealing her stretched pussy-lips wrapped tightly around his cock and her dark, wrinkled asshole flexing invitingly. She pushed her ass up at a higher angle, still holding Kamesh's cock deep inside her, making her white cheeks stretch even wider Ajay finally removed the last of his clothes and moved in a trance-like state toward the bed. He was transfixed by the magnificent sight of Shanti's ass being presented so passionately and wantonly. His erect cock, big and hard but in an entirely smaller class than Kamesh's monster, waved in front of him as he climbed onto the bed. He walked toward the coupled bodies on his knees, still staring with intense desire at Shanti's lovely ass. It glistened with the wetness from her excited pussy and its musky smell was luring Ajay closer and closer! "Hurry up, Ajay!" Shanti cried. "Stick your cock in my ass ... right now ... I need it!" She wiggled her butt shamelessly, enticing him with her lewd motions and her seductive voice. "Goddamn!" Ajay finally exclaimed and bent forward to grasp Shanti's smooth ass-cheeks. Kamesh moved his hands to Shanti's straining tits and gripped them hard, pushing her up away from him until her back was arched gracefully, her head thrown back and her ass jutting upward. She allowed her knees to spread farther apart and she rested her pussy on Kamesh's crotch, impaled on his huge pecker. Ajay began to stroke and caress Shanti's perfect ass, rubbing his hands in circular motions around the smooth, white skin of her delectably rounded cheeks. He traced the fine crease that separated her buttocks, running his fingers lightly over her sensitive anus. He toyed with the hot, puckeblack skin of her tightly closed asshole, imagining the tightness his cock would find there. Rubbing his fingers over the inflamed flesh of her stretched cunt-lips, he gatheblack up some of her dripping pussy-juice. Placing his fingertips at the hot center of her ass-opening, he paused to consider the beautiful sexiness of her dark, flexing hole. Knowing that in moments his cock would be inside her ass, he didn't wait to gradually stretch the tight ring of muscle with teasing probes of his fingertips. He shoved hard and plunged two fingers deep into the tight heat of her ass. "Aaahhhh!" Shanti cried with combined shock and pleasure. "Uuuummmmmm ... oh, it hurts ... it burns," she moaned, but twitched her ass back and forth shamelessly, enjoying the sudden penetration of her tightest hole. Ajay moved his fingers in and out of the hot opening, twisting and spreading his fingers as he stroked. Her asshole stretched elastically, growing a deeper dark in color. He pushed in another finger, eliciting another cry from Shanti, feeling her asshole respond by gripping his fingers with pulsing pressure. "Goddamn, that's very tight!" he said as he removed his fingers and moved his knees closer to Shanti's hips. He squatted behind her, between Kamesh's spread legs. Running his fingers again over her dripping pussy, he soaked up some of the juice that eased out from between the shaft of Kamesh's big cock and the surrounding flesh of Shanti's cunt-lips. He spread the juice over his cock, wetting himself thoroughly with her musky smelling pussy-sauces. Leaning slightly forward, Ajay guided the head of his rock-hard cock to the hot center of Shanti's asshole. He sighed with pleasure at the extreme heat of her puckeblack anus against the sensitive lips of his piss-hole. Watching the point of penetration with a hungry lust-feveblack expression on his face, he shoved forward. Her asshole responded immediately, opening up to his pressure, sucking in his hard cock. "Aaaaahhhh ... that's it ... aaaahhhh ... deeper, deeper, deeper!" Shanti cried as she felt the burning of her asshole and the fullness of two cocks inside her at once. It was too much. She felt herself soaring immediately to a shuddering orgasm, her cunt and asshole convulsed with tight, squeezing spasms that sent both of her lovers into moans and sighs of their own as she strained her head back and released a long, wailing groan of pure pleasure. Still in a state of blissful shock, she began to rock her hips forward and backward, fucking herself with both cocks at once. "Uuuuuummmmm ... I love it ... I love it!" she sighed with feverish delight as the two hard cocks inside her loins gave wonderful, warm satisfaction to that animal desire so deep inside her cunt. "Ooooohhhh ... you're so goddamn tight!" Ajay groaned as he watched her asshole slide up and down his cock. He didn't have to move at all. She was doing all the work. Her tight elastic ring of flesh sucked at his shaft as it withdrew. He loved the way it looked ... almost as much as he loved the way it felt. Kamesh could feel the other cock inside Shanti's cunt as she rocked her ass back and forth between the two men. His own cock throbbed with pleasure at the extra pressure and tightness in her pussy that Ajay's cock inside her ass created. He kneaded and pulled her pendulous tits, pinching the hard nipples between his thumb and forefinger, adding to her already intense pleasure. "Move your cock ... move it in my ass, Ajay," she sighed hoarsely. "Really let me feel it ... fuck it in and out!" Ajay responded by slowly pulling his cock almost entirely out of her hot ass, stopping only when he felt the hot opening of her ass squeezing the very head of his cock. Then he pushed forward sending his pecker gliding back into the hot, musky cavern of her ass. She gasped as she felt his cock squeezed in tightly with Kamesh's prick, loving the sensation of heat and fullness it causedin her loins. "Now you, Kamesh ... start fucking me ... both of you ... fuck me, fuck me!" she whined, desiring even more the sensation of both men pounding into her at once. "Aaaaaiiiiihhhh! " she cried with the crazed voice of a woman possessed by raw lust. Kamesh and Ajay were both stroking her simultaneously. Stretching and pulling the burning, sensitized flesh of her ass and cunt, sending wave after wave of exquisite sexual pleasure coursing through her whole body. '"O-oh ... aaaahhhhhh ... that's it ... uuummmmm ... harder, faster," she babbled with a wild quaver of lust in her breathless voice. "Ooooohh ... oohh ... it's so goooooood!" Ajay reached around her slim waist and gripped the warm, smooth flesh of her belly, holding on tightly as her actions became wilder and more frantic. Kamesh held on to her swollen tits, rolling them in big, warm handfuls against her chest. He could feel the jism begin to boil deep down inside him as her frenzied movements and lust-crazed voice fed the flames of his lust. Ajay felt his loins burning deep inside, as well. He held tightly to her waist and increased the speed of his long, smooth strokes into her ass, knowing that in a few moments he would fill her hot butt with his boiling cum. "Ah ... ah ... aaahhh ... more, more ... uuuuhhhh ... fuck, fuck ... more ... harder ... deeeeeper ... aaahhhh!" she screamed in sharp gasps as the pressure mounted within her. She was over the brink, totally blissed-out, screaming and gasping and frantically jerking her ass to meet the rough, pounding thrusts into her ass and cunt. "Aaaawwwwww ... shit ... I'm coming ... I'm going to come in your ass, baby ... uuuuuhhhhh!" Ajay groaned as he felt the hot jism begin to travel like sexual lightning through the shaft of his cock. "Uuuuummmmm ... that's good ... that's goooooood," Kamesh sighed as his own cock began to spurt thick jets of cum into Shanti's burning pussy. Shanti's head was thrown back, her mouth wide open with a long, sustained growl of lust escaping her throat as she felt both men shooting their cum into her loins. She felt like she had died and gone to sexual heaven as the hot, thick fluids filled her ass and cunt. She felt the final spasms of the angry cocks inside her, savoring the last few seconds of total sexual bliss as she gradually felt herself falling into a post-orgasmic daze. She collapsed forward onto Kamesh's sweating body. Ajay, in turn, fell on top of her, exhausted by the intensity of his orgasm. She lay peacefully sandwiched between the hot, heavy bodies of the two men that she had pleased so well, still enjoying the feeling of their now semi-erect cocks inside her, their combined juices oozing outof her throbbing holes. "Uuuummmm ... that was wonderful," Shanti sighed contentedly. "Show Ajay how much you like that hot jism we shot into you," Kamesh commanded softly, dazed and fatigued by their fucking. He knew Ajay would get a kick out the way Shanti went after their cum. Ajay rolled off of Shanti's reclining body and collapsed on his back, his cock still standing in its semi-erect state, shining with the mixture of Shanti's juices and his jism. He watched languidly as Shanti raised herself from Kamesh's body and knelt beside him. He felt Shanti's warm, skilled fingers grasp his cock at the base as she began to suck and lick the juice and jism that dripped from his pecker. Her tongue felt soothing to the tender skin of his cock as she expertly coveblack all of it in her hunger for his cum. Once she had eaten every drop of jism from his cock, she held the head of it to her mouth. He felt her soft lips encircle just the tip of his cock. With a strangely pleasant sensation deep down in his balls, he felt Shanti suck the last remaining tracesof cum from his shaft, lovingly cradling his prick in her hands as her lips and tongue softly caressed the sensitive lips of his piss-hole. "Uuuummmm ... you're beautiful," he moaned, more satisfied than he could ever remember being. He relaxed peacefully as he watched Shanti raise her head from his cock and lick her cum- glistening lips. She reached between her legs and probed her fingers into her dripping pussy and then her asshole. With a contented sigh, she raised her fingers to her mou h and licked and sucked the sweet jism from each one, hungrily sucking them like they were miniature cocks! "Don't forget me," Kamesh said softly, taking his still-swollen cock in his hand, raising it from where it had rested heavily on his belly. He squeezed it tightly, making the bulbous head swell sending a fresh drop of cum oozing out of the slit to mingle with the other sticky juices that coveblack his prick-tip. Shanti quickly captublack it in her hands and once again performed her loving ritual on Kamesh's long, thick cock. Both men watched with pleasure as she ate his cum and sucked the residual thick drops of it from deep in Kamesh's balls. "What did you think of that?" Kamesh asked Ajay as Shanti finished her hungry actions and curled up contentedly beside Kamesh. "She just can't get enough of it. I've never known another woman that loved jism like she does!" "Uuummm hmmmm. She's really something," Ajay agreed, still resting peacefully on the big bed. "That was one hell of a fuck, too! Goddamn, her ass was tight and hot!" "I'm glad you like it," she said quietly, pleased at the way they were admiring her. "Hey, let me show you something," Kamesh said, rising from the bed and going over to the video recorder. "You know that cute little Hema friend of your wife's niece?" "You mean Hema?" Ajay asked, his curiosity aroused all over. "Yeah, Hema," Kamesh replied. He found the tape Shanti had made of her fuck-session with Hema and dropped it in the video recorder. "Watch this," he instructed, pointing at the TV screen at the foot of the bed as it suddenly came to life. "Goddamn!" Ajay gasped as he saw the astounding image of Shanti and Hema with their faces buried in each other's cunt. He couldn't believe it, Hema, his niece Priyamani's friend. The one he had the hot for himself, right there on tape in a wild lesbian fuck-scene with Shanti. "I don't believe it! I just don't believe it!" Ajay exclaimed, his gaze fixed on the TV screen as Shanti and Hema enjoyed each other's lovely cunts with wild abandonment. He assumed that if Kamesh had a tape of her like that, then he probably fucked her, too, probably right at that same time. He was probably right beside them, out of range of the camera while they were licking and sucking each other like that. That son-of-a-bitch has it made and he thought enviously as he watched, unaware that Hema had been filmed by Shanti secretly. Unaware that the session of wild sex he had just had with Kamesh and Shanti was recorded on tape, too, Kamesh watched the tape with his lust for Hema growing, as well. I'll have her tomorrow, he thought smugly. And with the film of that little escapade, it's just one more step until I have Priyamani, he mused. And I'll have it all on tape. A few days later, Kamesh was lounging comfortably on the velvet couch, watching the tape of Shanti and Hema on the big projection screen. Hmmm, he thought, I wonder if Hema's going to be as good in real life as she is on tape? Shanti had left just a few minutes earlier to meet Hema at the Mall. They had planned to meet again today after that hot fuck-session they had had a few days ago. Shanti knew that Hema was expecting it just to be her and Shanti again, but a little surprise would be waiting for Hema once she got to Kamesh's apartment. A little surprise, Shanti laughed to herself as she walked toward the park area. A little ten-inch surprise! Kamesh was becoming excited with anticipation as he waited for Shanti to return with Hema. He decided that now would be as good as any to call Ajay and bring him into the plan. Reaching to the side of the couch, he picked up the phone and dialed Ajay and Vijaya's number, hoping that Ajay would answer and not Vijaya. "Hello," Ajay answeblack and Kamesh breathed a sigh of relief. "Hey, Ajay. This is Kamesh!" "Yeah?" "I'm in to do you a favor, buddy. And then you're to do me a favor," Kamesh said. "What?" "Well, you know when you were over here yesterday?" "How the hell could I possibly forget?" Ajay laughed. "Well, it's all on tape." "What!? What the fuck do you mean it's all on tape?" "Whoa! Relax, relax," Kamesh replied. "Nobody has to see it. Not if you do a little favor for me. And then I'll do you a favor." "Just what the hell do you mean?" Ajay asked angrily, furious that Kamesh had taped him fucking Shanti without him knowing it. "Here's what you do," Kamesh explained. "Tomorrow afternoon al two o'clock you arrange to have Priyamani come over here." "Hell, I can't do that. Vijaya watches her like a damn hawk!" "Find a way," Kamesh said. "That is, unless you want Vijaya to see that tape of you and me and Shanti." "Okay, okay, Goddamnit!" Ajay fumed, shocked and angeblack that Kamesh would blackmail him that way, using him to set up a seduction scene with Priyamani. "Just cool down a minute," Kamesh laughed. "You haven't heard what I'm going to do for you!" "It better be pretty goddamned good!" "It is, it is!" Kamesh chuckled. "In exactly thirty minutes you get your ass over here to my apartment. Got it?" "What the hell for? So you can blackmail me some more, you son-of-a-bitch!" "Hema's going to be here!" "What!?" "Hema's going to be here! Naked! And fucking with me and Shanti!" "No shit?" Ajay exclaimed, suddenly losing his anger. "No shit!" Kamesh said. "And if you get over here, you can fuck her, too!" "Goddamn! If you're telling the truth, that more than makes up for a little friendly blackmail," Ajay said with lust already evident in his voice. "Don't worry. I'm telling the truth," Kamesh assublack him. "See. It's not really blackmail. It's just a couple of friends doing each other a favor!" "Right! Right!" Ajay agreed emphatically. "See you in thirty minutes!" Good, Kamesh thought, that's all settled. Now if Shanti would just get here with that little sexy-haiblack piece of ass ... "Come on in, honey," Kamesh heard Shanti say to Hema as the door swung open. Kamesh watched as Hema followed Shanti into the living room. She hadn't noticed his presence. "Hi, Hema!" Kamesh sang out, knowing that she would be shocked as hell to see him there. "Who are you ... who's that ... who is he, Shanti?" Hema sputteblack, startled by the sight of a man right there in the room where she had hoped they were going to fuck. "Cool down, baby," Shanti said soothingly, reaching for Hema's dress strings as she spoke. Everything's cool. This is Kamesh. This is his apartment!" "Oh," Hema said weakly, already realizing the spot she was in. "I guess he's going to be here with us while we ... you know ..." Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 10 "That's right, baby," Shanti said as Hema's blouse and bra top dropped to the floor. "He's not just going to be here ... he's going to join in!" "Don't worry, Hema. This is going to even be more fun than what you had the other day," Kamesh said, pointing to the TV image of Shanti and Hema sucking each other wildly. "Show her what she's got in store for her," Shanti said. She had left Hema standing in the middle of the floor with just her salwar strings on while she hurriedly began removing her own clothes. "Yeah, Hema," Kamesh responded. He untied the sash to his silk gown and shrugged it off his shoulders. He dropped to the floor, revealing his semi-erect ten-inch cock already in a state of arousal. "Oh, God!" Hema gasped. "It's not like any of that young cock you've probably seen, is it?" Shanti laughed. She stepped out of the pile of discarded clothes at her feet and walked over to where Kamesh was standing. She picked up his heavy cock with one hand and said, "Come on over here, honey. You're just going to love this!" Hema was already responding. She had lost her initial fear as soon as she had seen the fascinating sight of that cock. Eagerly, she obeyed Shanti's command and walked over to where they stood. Her face glowing with a hot blush and a wicked grin, she stepped out of her panties and revealed her entire young body. "Uummmm," Kamesh said approvingly. "You're going to make this thing too big to handle if you keep turning me on like that," he said as she began to lewdly and shamelessly run her hands over her lovely skin, caressing her tits and belly. Kamesh's cock responded immediately to the seductive sight. It grew thicker and longer right before the eyes of the two deliciously naked women. Shanti began to slowly stroke her hand up and down the length of Kamesh's cock as it swelled larger. "Taste it, honey," she instructed. "There's nothing like it!" Hema dropped to her knees in front of Kamesh and grasped his cock with both hands. She raised it to her mouth and began to lick the head in light, teasing circles that elicited a sigh of pleasure from Kamesh. She continued to lick larger and larger circles around the bulbous head, trying to force his still-growing cock into her mouth. She obviously had never dealt with this size of cock before. "Just take it slowly, baby," Shanti instructed, getting down on her knees beside Hema. "A little at a time ... that's right ... cover the whole head with your tongue." "You tell her, baby," Kamesh groaned as Hema began the cock- sucking learning process from a true master of the art. She held off trying to force the head into her mouth and did as Shanti said covering the entire head of his prick with her roaming, wet tongue." "That's it ... slow and easy ... get it good and wet," Shanti said as she watched Hema's performance closely. She placed a hand on Hema's pert young ass and caressed her smooth cheeks as she gave Hema her lesson. "Now just a little at a time ... suck it in ... that's good ... uuummmmm, that's right. Isn't that great?" she asked excitedly as the head of Kamesh's cock disappeablack into Hema's mouth. Hema grunted her agreement and sucked in another inch of his massive cock, closing her eyes with delight. "Uuuummmm, just relax your throat ... let it in ... let it all in," Shanti sighed, running her fingertips through the warm crevice of Hema's ass. Kamesh sighed deeply as he felt and watched his cock being sucked into Hema's hot, wet mouth. Shanti began fingering Hema's pussy and asshole, preparing them for what was coming: Kamesh's ten-incher at its peak of passion. As soon as she had just a little more of his cock in her mouth and she was good and excited, the real fucking would begin. Shanti knew that Kamesh had called Ajay and that he would be there soon. And Shanti was sure that Kamesh wanted to be the first one to get his cock in Hema's tight little twat. Shanti probed deeply in Hema's pussy. Uummmmm, she thought, she's good and ready right now. "Okay, baby. That's all the time we've got for prick-sucking," Shanti said. Hema withdrew her mouth, letting Kamesh's cock ease out from between her lips. "I was just getting the hang of it," Hema whined. "Boy! No shit!" Kamesh agreed. "Come on over here to the couch, honey," Shanti instructed."Don't you want to feel that pretty cock of his in your little pussy?" Hema looked alarmed but excited by the possibility and seated herself on the couch next to Shanti. "All right, Kamesh. Give her a real taste of that thing!" Shanti laughed as she repositioned herself next to Hema so that she would have a good close-up of the action. "I hope you're ready for this, baby," Kamesh said lustily, "because I sure am!" With that, he knelt on the floor in front of the couch between Hema's outstretched legs. His cock was black and wet with Hema's saliva. He pushed Hema's knees up to her tits, spreading and exposing her black-haiblack snatch. "God, you look hot!" he exclaimed as her wet pussy came into view. He leaned forward and moved his cock toward her cunt. "I'll take care of that," Shanti said and grabbed his cock, placing it exactly at the open mouth of Hema's twat. She rubbed it around the opening, stirring up the hot juices inside. "She's all ready," Shanti said breathlessly. Hema closed her eyes as she felt the giant prick begin its low penetration into her. At first she felt like screaming. It was too big, she thought. But she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth and let the big cock slowly screw itself into her cunt. She could hear Kamesh breathing hoarsely and felt Shanti's warm presence beside her as her level of pain and pleasure mounted. She gasped involuntarily as the ten-inch prick began to fill her. Oh, shit, she thought, I can't take it! It's too much! But she felt her body giving in to the wickedly wonderful feeling. She pulled her knees higher and angled her pussy for deeper penetration. She felt her cunt-muscles throb and convulse uncontrollably around his huge pecker. She heard a passionate cry and then realized it came from her own lips as the base of his cock touched her stretched, strained cunt-lips and the head of his invading prick touched her somewhere deep inside. "Aaaaahhhhh ... oh, shit ... oh ... ooohhhh!" she cried as her pussy twitched in wild spasms of pleasure. She opened her eyes and gasped at the sight of her cunt stretched to the point of tearing, the lips a bright black color, wrapped tightly around the base of Kamesh's shaft. The erotic sight was soon blocked from her view by another erotic image. Shanti climbed up onto the couch and straddled Hema's reclining head. Her pussy was less than a foot from Hema's face. Hema groaned deeply at the combined sensations of deep cunt penetration and lesbian desire. She grabbed for Shanti's hips and pulled her dripping, hot cunt to her mouth, burying her face in the inflamed flesh, lapping and sucking and biting wildly. "Aaaahhhh ... suck it ... suck it!" Shanti cried as she let herself be pulled down on top of Hema's face. "Fuck her, Kamesh! She's going crazy on my cunt. Fuck her. Fuck her hard!" Kamesh began a slow steady rhythm in Hema's tight pussy as he gazed excitedly at the sexy younger devouring Shanti's cunt. He stroked deeply and smoothly, loving the gripping spasms of her almost virgin hole. They all three shook and writhed with their own intermingled lusts and pleasures, each feeding off the other as their excitement and frenzy grew and grew. They continued on bucking and twisting and groaning as they enjoyed each other's body. They had gone on for far longer than any of them realized, totally oblivious to time, when Ajay enteblack through the unlocked door. "Holy shit!" Only Kamesh even botheblack to turn his attention to the newcomer. "Come on in ... come on ... here she is," he gasped, critically close to shooting his wad into Hema's convulsing pussy. "Goddamn!" Ajay exclaimed as he stumbled over to the three lovers, tugging at his clothes and already getting a terrific hard-on. He stood to the side of the three wildly straining bodies and watched with excitement as he removed the rest of his clothes. He could tell that they were all three on the brink of orgasm, and he felt his own excitement growing with theirs. Hema felt the heat of her loins melt to pure sexual honey around Kamesh's deeply probing cock. She mouthed Shanti's cunt wildly and hungrily, driving on to more and more frenzied and delirious actions by Shanti's gasping and bawling. She could feel Shanti coming, the heat and throbbing of her greatly enlarged clit increasing magnificently in her mouth. It was pure ecstasy. She felt like she was coming in her cunt and in her mouth at the same time. "Aaaaaggghhh ... suck ... suck it ... aaaahhhh!" Shanti screamed with delirious delight as her orgasm shook her body. "Aaaawwww ... I'm going to come in you, baby!" Kamesh groaned in a deep sexual growl as he felt himself beginning to spurt and spew his hot jism, his cock-head buried as deep as it would go inside her tight little cunt. Ajay's excitement grew almost uncontrollable as he watched the three entangled lovers bucking and shouting and convulsing as they all three were over-poweblack by tremendous waves of orgasm. He gazed intently at Hema in particular as the massive group climax dwindled and Shanti climbed off of Hema's wet, flushed face, leaving her glistening and gasping and dazed. Kamesh withdrew his shining prick from her ragged dark hole and Ajay saw thick drops of cum oozing out of her gaping pussy. "Mmmmmmmm, that was good, baby," Shanti moaned, sliding down to the floor in front of Hema. "Didn't you just love that big cock?" she asked as she pressed her mouth to Hema's ravaged cunt and began to devour the cum that was leaking from deep inside her. "You're next, buddy," Kamesh said weakly. He was sprawled on the thick carpet, resting from the draining power of his orgasm. "And she is really one tight piece of ass!" "Just a second," Shanti said, lifting her head momentarily from between the thighs of the dazed, panting Hema. She plunged her tongue deeply into Hema's hole, trying to suck in every drop of Kamesh's jism that had flooded her pussy. She held the lips of the tender, young cunt-lips apart and pressed her open mouth against her open pussy-mouth, sucking hard to extract every drop of jism. "Okay, she's all yours," Shanti said, licking her lips hungrily. She grabbed Ajay by the hand and pulled him down to the couch, his angry cock sticking straight up and ready for action. Hema's desire had been reawakened by Shanti's avid tonguing of her pussy and she responded immediately to Shanti's instruction to mount Ajay's hard prick. She climbed on top of his lap, her thighs straddling him and her firm young young tits staring him right in the face. "Uuummmm, more cock. I love it!" she said as she loweblack her hips until her spread cunt touched the head of his cock. "Oooh, you're hot!" Ajay said. "Come on, Hema! Drop your ass right down on me! Let me really feel what it's like in there!" Hema loweblack her hips swiftly, sending Ajay's hard prick right to the center of her womb. "Aaaahhhhh," she sighed, regaining for a second time that feeling of a long, solid cock filling her young cunt! "Mmmmmmmmm ... I love it ... I love your cock!" Shanti, who had been attending to Kamesh's cum-coveblack prick, turned her attention to the two lovers. "That's right, baby! Take it all in!" she yelled, turned on at the sight of Hema's wriggling and squirming hips, impaled on Ajay's erect cock. "Lean forward, honey," she instructed. "Push your tits against his chest." Hema complied rubbing her tits and hard, hot nipples against Ajay's chest, their mouths meeting in a wild, passionate kiss. "Now spread her ass-cheeks apart, Ajay," Shanti ordeblack, gazing lustfully at Hema's tight ass bobbing up and down on Ajay's prick. Ajay grabbed a firm young cheek in each hand and pulled the two white buns of her ass apart to expose her dark, wrinkled asshole with its light surrounding fringe of black hair. "There it is, baby," Shanti said, turning toward Kamesh. "There's that crazy asshole of hers that I told you about. Looks nice, doesn't it?" As if to prove her point, she knelt between Ajay's legs and dipped her head down between Hema's spread cheeks. She flicked her hot tongue out at the puckered hole, tantalizing it with the tip of her tongue and nipping at it with her lips. She pressed her tongue into the very center of the tightly clenched hole as Kamesh watched and easily penetrated the seeming tightness. "Goddam! You're right, it loosens up just like that," Kamesh said, amazed at the depth to which Shanti had sunk her tongue into Hema's rosy asshole. "Move over, baby. I've gotta get me some of that!" Hema had been oblivious to their voices, aware only of the nice, long cock inside her pussy and the probing, snaking tongue inside her asshole. She didn't expect the sudden pressure of a much larger object against her sensitive but resilient shit-hole. At first it was just an added thrill to the pleasure she was already experiencing in her cunt. Then she felt her asshole being forced open wider and wider until she screamed out in pain. "Ooohhhh ... it's tooo big ... it hurts!" she cried, aware suddenly of the fact that it was Kamesh behind her, trying to spear her tender anus with his massive cock. "Aaahhh ... aaaahhhh," she sighed as she resigned herself to her fate, being held tightly in place by both strong men. It was so tight. She didn't know if she could take it. But it was going in ... she could feel it ... slowly pushing in deeper ... deeper ... "Aaaaahhhhhheeeeeeaaaaa!" she screamed. "SHOVE IT ... PUSH IT ... FUCK IT!" She felt the tremendous release of her asshole relaxing to receive the massive cock, the incredible feeling of her bowels being filled with hot, huge cock. The cock in her cunt was being squeezed even tighter by the ass-fucking. It was too much. She felt herself almost blacking out from the intensity of the crazy, gripping sexual pleasure. Shanti looked on with excitement of her own. She was amazed at how passionately intense the young woman of nineteen was, she was amazed at how turned-on it made her to watch Hema being fucked that way, too, she grabbed the big dildo from its hiding place and began fucking herself savagely. Hema's burning, stretching, oozing pussy and asshole drove all four of them on and on into sexual delirium! "Fuck her ... fuck her hard ... oh, God!" Shanti cried as she felt the intensity of the scene pushing her to the summit of a fiercely powerful orgasm. Oh, it's too good, she thought in her sex-ravaged mind. And tomorrow, she dreamily remembered, Hema and Vijaya and Kamesh and me ... and Priyamani, too! "Aaaaaahhhhhhh!" Kamesh waited patiently for what was to come. He was so hot and excited down deep inside he could hardly stand it, but he was straining to maintain his calm and patience. He knew it would be worth the wait. Goddamn, he kept repeating to himself, she's going to be great. He and Shanti had planned everything expertly. Their innocent little game of video blackmail was working perfectly, and Kamesh was ready now for the final payoff - Priyamani! The knock at the door made his cock twitch in his pants. He knew it was her. He knew that Ajay would come through like he said he would. His mind was in a sensual haze as he opened the door and saw her standing there. Her youth and innocence and baby-faced sexiness hit him like a brick. He'd rarely seen her on this close up and the texture of her skin and taut swelling of her young tits and hips was staggering. "Come on in," he said in a hoarse, lust-filled voice. He didn't even bother to hold the door or wait for her to enter, but just walked over to the big black couch and prepared to entertain her with a few select tapes. "Why did Ajay want me to come over here?" Priyamani asked softly as she strolled over to the couch. "Is he here?" she asked, looking around the room, giving Kamesh a long, cool view of her sexy face framed by soft dark curls. "No," Kamesh said softly. Goddam, he thought, I must sound like a zombie. Realizing how dazed his actions were, he tried to liven himself up. "Just you and me and two's company but three's ..." He trailed off in mid-sentence as Priyamani sat down beside him on the couch. Her body curved sexily into the soft velvet, contouring itself to the smooth material . "Just you and me?" she asked innocently with a voice dripping with sex. She crossed her legs gracefully, accentuating the curves of her body revealed through the light white cloth of her summer dress. The matching cloth of her blouse revealed the tightness and firmness of her young, budding tits as she placed one hand behind her head. Kamesh gaped with astonishment. God, he thought, she isn't even going to take any seducing. He allowed his eyes to wander over her luscious body, amazed at the sexiness this younger possessed. He never realized she was this sensual. Then it hit him: she was a natural. Just like Shanti. A gorgeous, passionate woman born to give and take the most intense of sexual pleasures, he could see it now in her languid blue eyes. That look sis him in and just like Shanti, only in a younger's face and a younger's body! Struggling to regain control of him and Kamesh walked slowly over to the video console and began to turn on the tape. "I have a tape I made that you might find interesting," he said in a soft, thick voice as he looked back over his shoulder at her sexy form that seemed to pulsate with lust. "I'd love to see it," she whispered, her voice filled with lust for Kamesh that was becoming more and more obvious. She lounged back against the couch even more sensuously, making herself invitingly open to him. "The hell with that," Kamesh said just as his finger touched the button. He flipped a few switches with one hand and point to the big projection screen with the other. "Watch," he instructed and sent a hot, pulsating image of lust-driven sexual activity bursting onto the screen. He changed his mind at the last minute. Why bother with all the preliminaries? he thought. Shit, I don't need it! And instead of beginning the series of different films that he had planned on showing her to build up her sexual desire, he went straight for the real thing. Priyamani responded as he had expected she would - not with a gasp of surprise but with a sigh of passion. The image before her was a madly passionate entanglement of her Aunt Vijaya, her best friend Hema, and Shanti. There were all three in a hot naked pile on Kamesh's big bed, tongues licking pussies, hands pinching nipples, dildos penetrating assholes - a wicked, wonderful view of sexual pleasure which appealed to her immediately. Kamesh turned up the sound and the moans and cries joined with the noises of passion that Priyamani was already making. "Oooohhhhh, baby," was all Kamesh could utter as he slid in beside her on the couch, immediately beginning to run his hands over the hot curves of her body. "Kamesh ... ooohhh," she moaned, pressing herself against him. "I've wanted a man all summer ... you ... it had to be you. I've been dreaming about you for months," she confessed breathlessly inan uncontrollable rush of young lust. It was music to Kamesh's ears! "I want you," she whispered in black, her face flushed with a dark glow and a languid look of passion in her eyes. She began undressing herself shamelessly, first removing her blouse to reveal her finely shaped tits with nipples swollen and aching for attention. Kamesh gazed on in a state of sexual shock as next she slid her ghaghra down her long, silky legs and revealed the golden- haiblack triangle at the base of her firm belly. "I've been dying for you all summer ... I want you now," she whispered, leaning back against the couch and spreading her legs with a complete lack on inhibition. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 10 "Goddamn," Kamesh muttered to himself as he stared at her perfect body. He could feel the heat of her passion-inflamed skin and smell the sweet, musky scent of her virgin pussy. He leaned forward and gently touched her hot cunt-lips. She moaned with an intensity of passion that assured him of the pleasure of things to come. He felt the heat and wetness and throbbing of her still-closed pussy-lips. Slowly and softly he opened them, watching the expression of rapture on her face, lightly stroking the tips of his fingers through the steaming wetness of her cunt. "I'm going to make you feel like you never imagined possible," he said in a hoarse whisper, feeling her cunt-hole nip at his fingertips just as Shanti's lovely cunt did. He raised his fingers to his lips and tasted the sweet innocence of her pussy. "Uuummmmm," he moaned deeply. "Priyamani? Do you like this?" he asked, nodding his head towardthe of the three female lovers on the video screen. "Uuuummmmm ... yes," she sighed as she returned her gaze to the stimulating scene. Vijaya's mouth was glued to Shanti's fat pussy, the sounds of her licking and sucking quite audible over the speaker. Hema was working the big dildo in and out of Vijaya's pussy and tickling Vijaya's flexing asshole at the same time. Hema's legs were spread wide and Shanti's skilled fingers pulled and stretched her swollen pussy-flesh as they devoured each other. It was a powerfully sexy scene to watch. "I thought you'd like it," Kamesh replied. "It's not a tape." "It's not?" Priyamani asked, turning her lust-filled face toward Kamesh. "No, baby," Kamesh sighed. "That's live! They're all three just in the next room. " Priyamani stablack at him unbelievingly with a look of growing excitement on her face. "What do you say to be with them?" "Will you ... will you fuck me?" she asked pleadingly. "Yeah, baby," he replied with a wicked gleam in his eyes. "And they can help!" They retired to the bedroom where Kamesh abandoned Priyamani to the three excited women in the bed. He undressed himself leisurely and watched with pleasure as Hema and Shanti and Vijaya caressed and kissed Priyamani's excited young body from head to toe. Within minutes, his ten-inch cock was buried to the hilt in the tender, virgin pussy of the beautiful younger her smooth pussy-muscles squeezed and kneaded his rock-hard meat just like he knew they would. The lust in her face as he moved his long cock slowly inside the sensitive tunnel of her cunt was that of a woman who had completely abandoned her body and soul to passion. The other three women continued to caress both Priyamani and Kamesh as the virgin fucking progressed. They stroked and kissed and licked every part of the two lovers' bodies as all five of them became engulfed in the passion of the moment. "Kamesh! Hey, are you here?" Ajay called out as he let himself in the unlocked door. Hearing no answer, he walked on in to the big living room and headed instinctively to the couch, attractedby the noise coming from the video recorder. He had wanted to find out how Kamesh had made out with Priyamani, but if there was a good tape on ... what the hell? He sat down on the couch and gazed intently at the scene, not recognizing all the participants at first. "Goddamn!" he cried as the initial confusion of the scene passed. There was Kamesh, his back to the camera and his big cock driving in and out of Priyamani's pussy. Ajay could just see Priyamani's face and could easily observe the intense passion that Kamesh was giving her. The lips of her tight, dark pussy were stretched in a hot, glistening circle around Kamesh's dick as it slid smoothly in and out of her cunt. He could make out her sharp cries of ecstasy each time his big cock slammed into her. "And three other women, too!" he said to himself, closely observing the rest of the erotic action. There was Hema and her face pressed between the cheeks of Kamesh's ass, licking his asshole whileshe fondled his balls with her fingers. And Shanti was at the other end, devouring Priyamani's perfect tits with her hungry mouth while she rubbed Priyamani's hand into her own hot pussy. And last of all there was his wife, Vijaya! She was crouched beside the two lovers, holding one of Priyamani's delicate feet as she sucked her toes, her other hand between Priyamani's dripping thighs where one finger was buried inside her young asshole. "Oh God," Ajay exclaimed, "what a tape!" Still unaware that the action he was watching was going on right then in the same apartment, he leaned back on the couch and decided to go ahead and enjoy it. "Goddamn," he muttered to himself enviously, "that sucker really has it made!" Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 11 I am in the first person this time – wanted to feel the pussy juices seeping out while I ooze my experiences and this tale is a very erotic one – one of my best in the various fucks over the period of my sexually active life. I must have been 27 years that time and married to Sridhar for over 2 years now and remember the marriage day at his village Villupuram Tamil Nadu – his was a large family and there were 4 Uncles and 3 Aunts – and the Family elder was a 62 year old Shivnarayan known as Shivu – he was a bachelor by choice and had not married for reasons known to him and some in the family and after lot of coaxing in one of my whorish bouts – Sridhar confessed to a betrayal when Shivu was 19 – the woman to whom he was betrothed eloped with someone else and that was enough for Shivu to take it upon himself a different profile – and was known as an extremely amorous man who did not leave any damsel in the vicinity. He fucked women with ease and at will – and women fell in his lap with complete cooperation and nil inhibition. I saw him on the marriage day –he conducted himself as the Family head and blessed them and at one occasion where he had to hold the hands of the couple – his fingers crept up on my wrist and the sensation reached her anal and cunt – flooding her with secretions inside the heavy silk dress I was wearing on the occasion of marriage. I was a glowing well fucked 24 year old in the wedding had been brought up mostly in urban places including a stay in Mumbai (India) and at 5 feet 6 inches, dusky fair in colour, extremely sexy looks moist face with good facials and sensuality oozing from every pore of my countenance, men and women alike imagined me in their sexual embraces 24/7. My vitals are 33-28-34. So coming back to this episode – we all in the family including Chitra and my mother Geeta along with Sridhar were on our way to Villupuram for a family wedding – Sridhar's cousin Smita was getting married and after that there were quite a few functions adjacent to this marriage and we were all going to be in the village for a month or more – it was an unusual situation for me – I had not had sex for quite a while now – all my paramours were traveling and it was quite a while since I had acquired new admirers though at the Bank there were a aream of mn wanting to go beneath my salwar and panty – but my strict principle deterred any liasions with men at work though there was one possibility – a customer who had been eyeing me a while now , rich man at 45 years and could be a possible money spinner, had to explore and close on him but for now there had been no sex since 45 days now and Sridhar was a non-exclusive member of this group , he had no urge to fuck me and that was important for any relationship when it came to calisthenics in bed with me – the man had to be interested in me and as I have shared getting interested in me is instant because my persona is a sexual paradigm which a man or a bisexual woman will find it hard to refuse. One of Sridhar's uncles was in charge of marriage arrangements and he was having a medium size room all for himself where all the materials of marriage was stored and he has a bed there where he used to sleep during night. Sridhar asked him whether he could sleep in his room for that night and he agreed for that. I slept in the room meant for the women and it was an eerie but exciting feeling – had not met Shivu yet and was told he had been to the neighboring village and would be back in the morning next day, the other uncles of Sridhar were like him – did not seem to have made much contribution to the progeny they claimed as 'fathered' – indeed started to believe that the other sons and daughters including Sridhar himself was a byproduct of Shivu – women would have loved to cozy in his bed and immediately went to bed and sleep with the virile man. It was rumored he had fathered at least 40-50 off-springs in the Village and quite a few in his own family. He was so amorous that some of his own aunts used to him to get their daughters and daughterss impregnated. I thought in mind that me and my father's brother Shivu have got same fate. Things went on by time, I started taking care of some formalities completely and even looking at the catering and managing the resource planning and also helping my mother-in-law. I had suddenly became a responsible woman, and started doing everything out here at my in-laws place though seriously loathed the bastard husband Sridhar – I pitied him for having to own a beautiful piece look me but not have the tool to drill the sculpture - have one of the finest green fields but not have the energy to plough the fields. The next morning while coming out of the toilet – at a distance in the foreground of the main lawn in the vast expanse of the cottage – noticed some men and standing tall was my 'target cock' – Shivu – I had made up mind to fuck him though had seen him just once some 2 years ago and even that melee could not trace him out but could feel him and there I saw him in a Tamil attire – nice angavastra and a silk lungi and my pussy leaks – dirty pussy and dirty ass – was not clean since 27 hours now and I started having crush on my father's brother and slowly started having a womanly love for him. I started feeling happy for my cunt which would be pounded soon by this 60 + man who was believed to possess libido and virility of a 18 year old, being close to him out here and helping the family with their family wedding and sadly Sridhar was missing, he was in Srilanka on an official mission and had deputed us, though I was happy for his condition. We met and the eye contact was searing and shearing – it went beyond cordiality and I could see the lust in his eyes for me – he crossed me while I was at the porch and soon went inside the cottage with the other men – but his eyes told his intent loud and clear and made me shiver in the hot weather of summer down south in Tamil Nadu. Soon it was nreakfast time and all women were to assemble and serve the men – which included the senior and elders who ate in a dining chamber meant only for the elite' – and by design or by desired planning the job of serving that area of dining chambers was given to me and another woman by the name Sneha. Both of us went and there were 5 men – I could recognize Raghavan Sridhar's father, Shivu and there were 3 more who weren't from the Family and most likely were the partners or village elders and were important for this event. While serving the food – all eyes were pretty focused amongst them and animated discussion between the folks did not look out of the ordinary but at some point or the other noticed Raghavan signal to a man in the side of his to Sneha – and she looked at that man with awe and intent and Shivu noticed it and was pretty cut up with Raghavan for all those lascivious glances, something told me that Shivu had special attention reserved for Sneha and it became apparent when his left hand was behind her back kneading the buttock when went around to his side for serving him food – I could easily make out her age to be not to be more than 19 years – and she must be college going – the others noticed the touch and feel and as it was going on – came to know that the man who was sitting next to Raghavan was Ayappan – Sneha's uncle – mother's brother and both the mother and Sneha had been bred by Shivu – and Raghavan was also involved in some of the bouts though not as virile or active or strong in bed – as Shivu. During Sambhar serving and payasam provisioning – noticed some streaks on his moustache and he called me over and asked me to wipe it with the tissue and while I tried doing it – my hands trembled and he held them firmly and sensually – he was sending me the right signals and Raghavan was quick to disapprove, he did not want his daughter to be consumed by the Rasputin in the Village but as I said fate is not in the hands of the observers , it is between the two who connect and the fire on both the sides – Shivu and me was equally strong. Later in the day I noticed Sneha cross over to the cattle barn and disappear and soon from a distance noticed Shivu going in the same direction – could not hold myself and went after them and the door was ajar – as if they really did not care if some would voyeur around – that was brazen and open shameless depiction of copulation which I was about to witness – and something told me – it was planned keeping in mind my watching it which became obvious. Shivu pulled the young lass down with him into the tall willowy grass of the sand dune. He'd carried her far enough away so that he knew they would not be disturbed, and the fact that she had come with him made him know that he could do what he wanted with her and not that he hadn't really known that all along and there were few women who cared to resist him for one reason or another, and the reason was usually that he knew just how to get to them. He'd been watching this one ever since she came to the house. She was his sister Ratna's personal lass and she was not more than 19, dark haired and freckle-faced. What a little beauty. He'd gotten her out of the house in her full lass's regalia, that ridiculous gray and white saree with the ruffled blouse in front just like some old fashioned Tamil lass going on. Shivu pushed himself down over the faintly struggling woman's body and kissed first the nape of her neck, and then started pulling away the top of her uniform. It was easy enough to pull the zipper down and to spread the front of it so that he could touch and kiss her pale freckled shoulder. She giggled and protested, but his hands sought out the small round orbs of her breasts, beneath the prim little brassiere that she wore. Christ, he hadn't been with a woman who wore a brassiere in so long, it felt positively wicked! Suddenly, he knelt up and pulled her up to her knees in front of him. "Beautiful!" he cried, "you're exquisite!" "Sssss Uncle ... Oh ... please ...!" The lass, Sneha, was blushing and looking down into the thatched bed before them. She wanted to run away, but yet she knew she couldn't. At the same time, she felt flattered that Shivu Pillai had been paying all this attention to her. For the past two weeks now he had been whispering compliments into her ear whenever he saw he about the house, and now today what with everyone gone and the others either resting in the blockade of rooms reserved for the wedding or gone to town themselves for the sight- seeing on the day, and the wives of his brothers all the Ms. Pillai up in their room, he'd found her and taken her out to walk on the barn. Sneha thought about the letter she'd been writing to her boyfriend in the Army and when he returned they would be married. How wonderful that she had not gotten pregnant in spite of having given into him the night before his departure for Mizoram. She was not pregnant and no one would know of the evil thing she had done. It had, after all, been very quick, and she'd scarcely felt a thing, except the initial pain and then a few quick thrusts and she'd waited and then Jose told her that it was over. Shivu Pillai had told her she could finish writing the letter later that a beautiful day like today wouldn't wait for them to enjoy it, and now here she was. He was so strong ... so good looking and his fingers seemed to burn her skin wherever he touched her. He was like a young god kneeling before her, and she felt unaccountably lowly and ashamed in his presence. She also felt strength of emotion at his insistent nearness, his touching and his kissing that she could not remember ever feeling with her boyfriend, Johnny. She felt herself beginning to tremble even though the sun was very warm as Shivu began to peel away her uniform. Bit by bit it was being taken off of her there in broad daylight and even though there was no one about for miles she seemed to feel eyes on her. Everyone would see her, know what she had done. But she remained limp unable to understand why she did not stop the young master of the house. He was famous ... they were all famous and they brought all those wonderful people she had only seen in magazines to the house, and now she was here alone with him, and he wanted to be with her! Shivu's hands smoothed downward pushing her saree down along her torso until it rode around the young woman's full rounded hips. Then he pulled it all the way down treating his eyes to her blushing beauty, her almost schoolwoman attitude as her semi-nakedness was revealed bit by bit to his lusting eyes. Soon she was wearing nothing but stockings and panties and her high heeled pumps. Her dark curly hair blew in the wind as ashamed and the young woman avoided his stare. The soft nakedly trembling protrusion of her breasts now freed from the enclosing fabric of her cotton brassiere seemed to be just waiting for Shivu's lips to take the brown nipples in like ripe berries that he would suck for a long while. Shivu ran his hands up the length of Sneha's calves, letting the thin skin of her nylon stockings sing beneath his fingers until he touched the nakedness of her fully rounded thins and then her panties and then her small waist. He hooked his thumbs in at the top of her panties and pulled them down exposing a gently rounded belly with deeply inset navel and then as he continued rolling the nylon material, the dark twining curls of the daughter of his partner woman's pussy hair became evident. "Ah!" Shivu cried, feeling his hunger for the woman mounting by the second. Sneha squirmed and began to whimper. "No ... no ... oh, pleassseee don't, Mr. Pillai!" But they both knew that it was too late for that sort of thing and she did not protest as he slid down both her panties and stockings which were attached together by snaps. Sneha felt cold now that she was naked and she felt her entire body begin to quake. Shivu had replaced her high heels upon her naked feet and she felt utterly strange ... dreamlike, sitting there in the sand with him like that. She felt it couldn't be really happening to her, and yet she knew it was, and Shivu Pillai was undressing in front of her, moving with an urgency that frightened her. His hard and muscular body stood tensed and naked before her within seconds and she found herself staring at the hard-up-thrusting weapon of his penis. It was long and fiercely red, the bloated tip fully emerged from the thick foreskin as the sturdy vein covered shaft bobbed expectantly before her. The young woman uttered a cry, her eyes big as saucers as she stared mesmerized at the lewd sight of her employer's masculinity. Like it?" Shivu inquired, his voice thick with lust as he moved toward her. Sneha began to mindlessly shake her head from side to side as Shivu bent over her. Underneath her bare back she could feel the shifting sand grinding into her sensitive skin. She was so frightened that she felt frozen to the spot. How had she ever gotten herself into this? But then his chest was pressing against her nakedly quivering breasts and pushing against her so hard that she was pressed deeper and deeper into the thatched dried graa and all lucid thoughts were being erased from her mind. This familiar man ... one of the brothers of the Pillai family was really a total stranger to her. She had never once dared to think of him like this, flushed with desire, naked ... his nakedness touching her, pushing against her! His mouth crushed against her parted lips, and she had one last thought of her boyfriend, off fighting in the war ... somewhere in danger at the very moment perhaps while she ... Shivu's tongue entered her mouth and suddenly she swallowed it hungrily, feeling excitement building inside her shivering body. The 62 year old scion of the Pillai family was breathing hot moist air all over her and then all his weight was on her and Sneha knew that within moments she would be penetrated by that fearsome looking instrument she had seen between his legs. When she had been with Jose that one night she hadn't even seen him ... he'd spared her that! But now, she knew, in fact she could already feel its hardness against one of her thighs. Would it ever fit inside her? "Oh, lord, does he think," as she wondered, "that I'm some experienced whore?" His heavy legs were pressing against hers now and he shifted upward letting the fiery pole of his desire-hardened cock pulse against her flat brown belly. "I ... I've only done it once before!!" she blurted out suddenly, and she was startled by his response. At first he looked surprised and then he flung his head back and laughed a few short peals of laughter that made a coughing sound in his throat. Brusquely, he stopped, and his face mirroring his lewd intentions, Shivu Pillai whispered to the girl, "There's always a second time. You'll like it ... you'll see!" With one sudden movement, Sneha's legs were being parted by his leg and the rubbery head of Shivu's pulsating cock was sliding inside the narrow cleft of her dark-haired pussy. "OH!" It moved up and down and back and forth slowly within the moist confines of the young girl's seeping cunt until Sneha heard herself moan and call out his name. "Ooooh ... mmmisss ...mister Pillai!" she cried, and the old lawyer in his conceit did not bother to tell her to call him by his first name. It simply wasn't necessary. Sneha's unprotected secret passage began to sense what it could be like to feel that burning, sliding cock rising inside her soft almost unused vagina. She wanted it as she realized with a certainty that alarmed her. She had finally truly come to the bad end her mother had long ago predicted for her when she was caught up in the attic playing doctor with the neighbor's son. Yes ... she wanted it and in spite of all her upbringing and going to temple every Thursday and Jose off fighting in the North east. She wanted him so badly that she felt she would scream for him to hurry any moment and his hands were moving, working steadily at her soft naked breasts and they felt raw and swollen. That was all that seemed to exist of her now ... her stinging yearning breasts and the moist pussy that accepted the blunt tip of her employer's swollen cock as it rubbed obscenely against her tiny hair-lined slit, creating an unbearably increasing friction. "OH OH OH OH OH OH OH!" she chanted, squirming down into the shifting blades of the fry grass bed. She started pushing her hips up higher and higher, trying to get a release from the torment he was creating inside her, but Shivu's lust-hardened cock continued to tease the young teenage maid's tormented hair-fringed pussy until wildly, she began to claw at his naked back. "Oh ... please ... I can't stand it ... I can't stand it!" she cried in a raspy voice that made Shivu's hair stand on end. He was sweating profusely and every muscle in his eager lean body was tensed toward the moment that was to come. The thick rubbery head of his desire-bloated penis stopped its incessant rubbing between Sneha's soft fleshy cunt lips and slid down, poised at the tiny pink entrance to her wide-spread seeping vagina. Hastily, his hands went underneath her legs drawing them up so that they splayed outward and nestled for comfort upon his back, her high heels digging for support. "You SLUT!" he exclaimed. "There was really nothing better on earth than cunt!" he thought, as he let his swollen penis part the sparse black pubic hairs and insinuate itself into the incredible wetness that surrounded the small pussy opening, burrowing, sliding, and at last finding just the right central place. His muscles started jerking involuntarily as he began to push and push hard against her, feeling the softness of her down there opening up, giving against his driving hardness, the petal-like lips parting as the little hair-fringed mouth between her pale open thighs gave way unwillingly in one sudden thrust. Shivu rammed halfway up inside the trembling, almost virgin passage of the young woman's wide-held cunt. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 11 "AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaEEEEEEEEEEEE!!" she cried out in pain. She had never felt anything like it. She thought that she had been split apart down there by the enormous hard circumference of the thrusting penis. Absurdly, she wondered how any woman could take such a thing inside her. And then the wealthy young man was moving higher inside her already torn and pain-filled passage and she started crying and begging him to stop. She couldn't believe that he wasn't paying the least bit of attention to her that he just kept right on grinding the impossible hardness of his cock straight into her, enjoying the pressure of her tightly clenching vaginal muscles as they rippled involuntarily in wet torment around his surging penis. "OH NO OH NO OH NO ... IT'S TOO BIG ... NO NO NO!!" But Shivu had decided that he couldn't stop now no matter what. He knew that he was hurting the little daughter of his partner but he also knew that chances were she would begin to enjoy it before long. In any case, it felt too good for him to stop himself now! The tenderness of the girl's inexperienced inner pussy was wrapped elastic-like around his churning, tingling cock, as grunting loudly he pushed it all the way to the end of her tightly resisting cunt passage. With a moan, he rocked his full weight against the sobbing young girl splitting her flailing legs wide apart and arching his cock upward inside her. He was dimly aware of her fists pounding at his back and face, but he could only grab onto her cushiony white buttocks, separating the already parted loaves of flesh still further and pulling Sneha's loins up still higher to meet his engorged cock's need. "OKAY? baby ... OKAY ... I'm gonna fuck you ... fuck you good and hard!" Clearly, I was in love with my father and wanted him to be his woman and this destruction of the young Sneha by him ran shudder and tremble down my spine and knew it was not difficult to know that he would target me soon – his looks were piercing my private parts and so he would startseducing me in different ways, he was still seeing me as a daughter in law but I knew he wanted to break that barrier between us. Next day – he came to me while I was having my cup of coffee near to the rose garden along with his nephew Roshan and smile at both of us and took a lot of interest in what we were talking and all through the days found ways to come near to me and we slowly started getting close to each other and in twenty four hours since my coming her I started sharing and chattering about everything with him. But three days into the marriage day and 4 days since we were here – he did not take any risk to propose or take me yet – when will he do it? Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 12 The Sneha fuck was invigorating and extremely arousing for me whose own track record was immensely avid and full of extremely sensual episodes which could make Cleopatra shy away when it came to sex and fucks – but it was soon we had to meet – and it happened on the 4th day post arrival and during lunch at the Excelsior Dining Room – it was only him and me was asked to serve and he made his advances.. He asked me to come with him to visit the ancestral village where they have enough cultivation land in that village. Next to the farm is a big lake. Shivu, was taking care of the farm. He took me around the farm; there was a big well in our farm. Then we moved to the lake area. After sometime we came back to our farm. Shivu had good physique. He is almost six feet tall and broad chest with full of hair. He went to the pump room and removed his dress and came out wearing shorts. He dived in the well and started swimming. He asked me "I, do you know swimming? I said "No Uncle". He said "Shall I teach you? I said ok. He came out and I stepped in the well through the steps. He dived first and showed me the way of moving legs and hands while swimming. He spread his hands and asked me to float on his hands. He asked me to move my hands and legs. I moved my hands and legs. I was in salwar kameez. He hold my waist and came along with me. It was wonderful. I was tired and stopped moving my limbs and hugged him. He pulled me closer to him and hugged me. The heat was between my legs and there was no going back now- was completely prepared to get fucked. Then I spread his hands and started swimming. Now his left hand went under my kameez and touched my belly. I enjoyed that. Since there was no resistance from me, his hand moved little up and touched my right boob. I was swimming and he also came along with me. Now he started massaging my right boob and his right hand came between my legs and came closer to my pussy. I stopped swimming and hugged him. We kissed each other passionately. We came out of the well and wiped ourselves. Shivu showed the field with full of tall maize crops and asked me "Shanti, Shall we go there" I said "Ok" and we went there. Both of us moved inside the field. The crops were more than six feet and we could not spot the person standing inside. He immediately hugged me and kissed me. He turned me and from the back he hugged me and kissed me on the neck and bit my earlobes. He inserted his hands under my kameez and played on my belly area. I became so hot and started enjoying the play. He massaged my belly and inserted his forefinger in my navel. His both hands cupped my breast and massaged my boobs. He removed my kameez and cupped my breast over my bra. He hugged me tightly. He unhooked my bra and removed it. He turned me towards him and sucked my right boob and crushed my left boob. He pulled my nipple. He swallowed half of my right boob, bit the nipple. At the same time his right hand fondled my left boob. His fingers played on my boob and crushed it. I felt the pain at the same time it was pleasure. Now he untied the knot of my salwar and it came to my feet. He sat in front of me caressed my legs. His hands move to my thigh. He kissed my pussy. He rolled my panty down and removed it. I was standing naked in front of him. He widened my legs slightly and started licking my pussy. He licked my pussy lips and opened it with his fingers and inserted his tongue inside my pussy. He moved his tongue close to my clitoris and gave a gentle bit. I jerked and pressed his head tightly to my pussy. He played well with his tongue and made me to reach the orgasm. I moaned due to pleasure. I released my pussy juice and he eagerly drunk it. He cleaned my pussy with his magic tongue. He spread my dress and asked me to lie on that. I did so. He removed his shorts. I was surprised to see his huge dick. He laid on me and kissed me and bit me on my shoulder. He rubbed his pubic hair with mine. I felt the heat due to friction. I really enjoyed that rubbing. He widened my legs with his legs. He moved his fore skin of his dick back. It was pink in color. He placed his dick on my pussy. I opened my pussy and guided him to enter my pussy. His thick dick was not able to enter completely. He entered inside me partly. Now he put his arms under my arms and came closer. He covered my mouth with his mouth and suddenly he applied more pressure and inserted his dick completely. I was not able to scream because he covered my mouth. He started fucking me. He moved his dick deep inside my pussy. I felt a thick wooden pole moving up and down inside my pussy. I was gasping for air. He put his tongue inside my mouth and played. At the same time he was moving gently inside my pussy up and down. His hairy chest pressed my boobs. It was really amazing moment for me. A huge thick dick moving inside pussy tightly is really superb. He fucked me about five minutes increased his speed suddenly. He asked me "I shall I fill your pussy with my sperm or take my dick out without filling?" I said "Shivu, please inject your sperm deep inside my pussy". He pressed his dick deep and ejaculated his sperm well inside my vagina. I hugged him tightly and kissed him. He spread on me for some time and caressed my body inch by inch. He got up and now I turned around facing the ground. Now he spread on me. His dick was rubbing my butt. He put his hand under my breast and cupped my boobs. I raised my chest little up and made convenient for him to play on my boobs. He pinched my nipples and made it hard. He said "Shanti, let us move". We both got up and dressed. We took bath in the small tank near the well and went home. In the noon we all had lunch and took rest. Night, Shivu went to the farm for night security. While going he asked me "Will you come tomorrow to learn swimming? I said "Yes, my dear uncle". Next morning I went little early to the farm. Shivu was resting near the pump room on the cot. On seeing me he smiled. We two entered the pump room. I hugged him tightly. He kissed me and played his hands on my back. He crushed my butt. We both removed our clothes. His dick was in full length and ready to fuck me. He hugged me tightly. His dick was rubbing my pussy. He hit my pussy with his hard dick. I put my right hand on his dick and moved the skin front and back. I asked him"Shivu, shall I take your dick in my mouth? He said "With pleasure". I sat in front of him and licked his balls and kissed it. My tongue was licking his dick inch by inch. I pealed his fore skin and allowed my tongue to play on the tip of his dick. He moaned. I took his dick in my mouth and started moving my head front and back. He was enjoying the play. I tried to swallow his full dick but it hit my throat and I choked severely. Tears came from my eyes. He took his dick from my mouth. I breathed heavily and rested for some time. Then we got up and dressed. He said "We will go to the lake area and have fun". I asked him "Shiv, will anyone can notice us? He said "I, there is a remote area on the other end of the lake, there no one will come". We moved to that area. The people movement was very rare. We stepped in the water and he guided me to safe point, where there was a rock. The water level was just above our shoulder. We removed our dress and kept on the rock. He hugged me and we two kissed each other. His hands come to my waist and massaged my waist. His right hand crushed my pussy. He inserted his middle finger inside my pussy and rubbed the wall. I was moaning. He finger fucked me for some time. He moved me to the rock and positioned me that my back was touching the rock. Then he guided his dick inside my pussy by opening my pussy lips. He slowly inserted his dick. His dick completely went inside my pussy. Now he started fucking me. He went deep inside me and made me to fly in the air. I was moaning loudly. He covered my lips with his lips and fucked me with his full strength. At last he released his sperm inside my pussy and hugged me tightly. We caressed each other. We dressed and came to the pump room. We took bath together in the well and went home. While coming Shivu said "Tonight I will not go to the farm so we will play another round in the night". That night Shivu stayed back at home. After everybody slept, we went to the Barn. He was expecting me. As soon as I entered the shed he hugged me and removed my dress. He was wearing dhoti. I pulled his dhoti. His junior was in full erection. He said "I, I want to do from your back". I went to the leg side of the thatched dry grass and adjusted my position by holding the iron pillar arms. He came behind me and crushed my butt. He bent me little and widened my legs. From the back he slowly inserted his dick inside my pussy. He slowly started fucking me. My boobs were swinging. He cupped my boobs and fondled them. I was really enjoying that fuck style. He kept on fucking for about five minutes and ejected his sperm inside my pussy. I hugged him and kissed him. We dressed up and we went back to the house hoping nobody had noticed us. We spend three days in the village and whenever we got the chance we would hook up. Daily morning he used to fuck me in the pump room and sometimes in the house till the Wedding Day. We returned to the Cottage and it was embarrassing since the folks who had come with us to the Village reported some stories which made people look at me with dirty and deceit – and I knew they were fully aware that Shivu had conquered me. The Wedding got over and we were now in the neighboring town of Erode where the Reception was held for the Reception of the newly wed. On the night of the Reception when I got out of the shower, saw that Shivu had already gone down to greet the guests. I walked over dressed and found a small box with a note saying "wear this tonight with your Saree." I opened the box was inside was a pair of black lace bra and panties. I felt the material and it had the freshness and softness of a brand new pair. I lifted it up and found a surprise. Both cups of the bra as well of the crotch of the panties had slits down right through the middle. The material was kept together by and small string tied in a bow in all the places. I just blinked for a second and then smiled very mischievously. I toweled myself dry, rolled on my deodorant and sprayed my favorite body spray on me, Rose with a touch of Jasmine; I then picked up the bra and examined it again. The slits looked provocative and I noticed that the sting was undoable allowing the slits to completely open. I started getting all sorts of naughty thought and had to shake my head to bring my back to my senses. I was expected down soon and I had to get ready. I wore the bra first and then slipped on my panties. When I bent down to wear my Petticoat (skirt worn inside the Saree) I felt my pussy lips pushing against the slit trying to slip out. Not the most comfortable feeling, but certainly an erotic factor. I wore very exquisite chiffon saree with gold embroideries and a red trim. I tied it low below the navel, just above the hip accentuating my almost flat tummy. The material was very transparent and when I draped the long end over my body, it did nothing to hide my belly and prominent navel. The accompanying sleeveless blouse was made of silk with a deep and board back and a V-neck pattern. I could feel my nipples pushing through the slit and occasionally peeking out as I wore the blouse. The ample bra covered bosoms was confined by thee hooks that kept the blouse from opening up. The saree drape again did nothing to hide the cleavage that was bulging out of the blouse. I could feel my nipple brushing against the lips blouse and getting hard frequently. This was going to be a very interesting night I thought to myself. Next came the jewelry and I wanted it to be extra special. I started with items I knew would get Shivu's attention. First I wore my payal (anklets), then the thin gold waist chat with the pendant resting right below the navel. I wore my wedding chain or Mangal Sutra which is the mark of every Indian married woman. I put on my wedding rings on my henna covered hands, and complimented them with my toe ring on my henna covered feet. I wore matching earrings and put the finishing touches on my outfit by putting on a small decorative Bindi (forehead décor) on my forehead, followed by the Teeka (hair pendant) that hung just below my hair line above my Bindi. I looked in the mirror and admired myself for a second. I had a sly smile on my face because I knew that Shivu was going to be floored. He always commented on my beauty and I knew that he loved me with all his heart. I wanted to see the look of awe on his face when I he saw him and experience the feeling of love, satisfaction and desire wash over me. I wanted to see his expression when I told him that I was wearing his favorite pair or bra and panties he had selected for me and knowing that in such a formal occasion he would be powerless to give into his lust, I wanted to see his agony. But I knew that I too would pay the price for this because I knew what laid ahead after the function and that was already causing my heart to flutter. Thinking about Shivu's prowess and sexual energy, which I had experienced many times, was causing my body to respond and awaken my own sexual desires. Forcing myself to calm down, I took deep breaths and walked out of the bedroom. I walked down the stairs and into the hall leading to the living room. Shivu was busy entertaining for of the early arrivals. He turned his head and almost bumped into the server when his eyes found mine and he gave a broad grin and winked me approvingly. He mouthed the words "love you" and as I smilingly went on my way, Shivu just gave a deep sigh counting the hours till he would enjoy his just rewards. This was a very festive night in the household as Shivu and his brothers were hosting Shivu's niece wedding reception. The wedding had taken place three days ago, and while the reception was going to be in a banquet hall of a luxury hotel, a number of the family had gathered at their place before heading out together. While segregation was never an issue, the older generation always preferred to stay within the sexes. So while Shivu was busy entertaining along with other uncles, and the grandparents, we women were busy taking care of the ladies' needs. Also the women who needed to make last minute adjustments to their wardrobe or makeup, all wanted opinion. I was somewhat of an expert in this area and was well accepted and respected ad the best looking and best dressed woman of the family. Suddenly the cell phone buzzed and I picked it up to see a text message from Shivu. Smiling I checked it and it said "U LK SXY". I felt my face flush. At around eight O'clock, everyone started to get ready to leave when the phone buzzed again. Shivu had sent another message "I WNT U." This time I felt a shiver run through my. I had been right, Shivu was counting the minutes to tonight and he wasn't going to make the wait easy for my eitmy. The bride and groom were staying in the honeymoon suite of the same hotel. Shivu and I along with the rest of the family and guests arrived at the hall, and the couple went up to the honeymoon suite to help the bride and groom came down. Shivu immediately started back slapping his nephew in a "well done" fashion while teasing his new sister-in- law. I in typical sisterly fashion chided the two men. "Don't tease me, you men. This is my special time." she admitted. But part of me was thinking how the bride and groom must have made love the past three nights. Just the thought of it brought back vivid and graphic memories of my wedding night. The rush with which my body responded to the sexual scenes in my mind surprised me even today and I excused myself to go to the bathroom thinking of the time when I fucked different men and none of them was my husband. I was not surprised to see a pair of very sexy and very revealing lingerie hanging on the bathroom. Pink was a very good color for the bride as it complimented my fair skin and the pink lace thong panties were exquisite. My curiosity got the best of me so I looked closer and smiled to find the crotch smeared with dried pussy juices. I was getting wetter thinking about their sex-filled night. Wanting to regain composure, I wet a towel with cold water and gently patted my neck to cool myself down. When I came out I saw the guys chatting in the couch and the bride was looking at me. I looked at her, gestured at the bathroom, and smiled, causing the bride to turn a bright crimson red. "Did you have fun?" I whispered walking over to her. "C'mon we're sisters now, you can tell me." "Yes I did." She smiled back. "He's very good" she continued blushing even more. I was getting horny hearing this, and felt my pussy moisten. Imagining the bride and groom in the throes of their passion in the bed I was sitting on was an erotic thought. "Any juicy details?" I inquired. "Well" was a very hesitant reply. After a moments silence she said "he's got a very talented mouth" and turned away. "Just like his Uncle" I thought and looked at Shivu and who looked back at me and winked. I smiled and felt my pussy moisten even more. When the bride was ready, the foursome walked into the banquet hall to applause as Shivu and his family escorted the newlyweds to the stage. The reception was a grand affair with guests from all over. After the ceremonial festivities, dinner was served and Shivu and his family and all of us sat next to the bride and groom in their pace of honor at the head table. Once the dinner had been served Shivu's lust went into overdrive. First he moved his hand behind my back running his finger across it and then trailed his fingers up and down my exposed spine. I sucked in air as I felt Shivu's hot touch yet teasing touch. "Please stop it honey, not now" I whispered. Shivu smiled and moved his hand back. I relaxed a little thanking my starts that my lover complied. I was busy enjoying my meal when I suddenly jumped a little in my seat. The people closest to my turned their head but I composed myself and smiled everyone away. Unknown to everyone else, using a guise of picking up the spoon, Shivu had slipped under the table and slipped his hand under my saree and caressed my leg starting his relatives. I composed myself again but didn't say anything. Shivu behaved himself through the rest of the dinner and when dessert was served he took a small spoonful and slowly fed his brother's wife the first bite. I loved his sweetness and took sweet's bite in my mouth. Then to tease Shivu, I extended my tongue and licked my lips making Shivu's eyes go wide. Seeing that everyone was still busy, he winked at I and before I could react, he was under the table again. Trying to maintain composure, I could feel Shivu's hand snaked up my leg under the Saree and gently start to caress my inner thighs. I felt his hand getting closer and closer to my crotch so involuntarily I parted my legs wider. Shivu got the message and rubbed his fingers on the crevice of my groin and on the elastic of my panties. I parted my legs wider hoping for his finger on my now wet pussy, but Shivu removed his hand and was back up. I looked at him with a mixture of excitement, disappointment and inquisitiveness. Shivu just replied "tonight." Not wanting to be left behind, I placed my hand on his crotch and felt it semi hard and started give it short squeezes under the table. I could feel Shivu start to lose control now and get hard. His cock was not forming a tent in his pants and as he closed his eyes in enjoyment, I removed my hand. When Shivu looked at me, I simply winked at him and said "tonight." Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 12 After dinner, the dance floor was inaugurated by the first dance between the bride and groom. Shivu and I followed with and performed an exquisite slow dance number. Shivu was very well trained in ballroom dancing and I had been an eager student after marriage. Shivu and I used the opportunity to get tease each other even more. More than often, Shivu placed his hands on my ass and squeezed them over and over again. I would feel his cock over his trousers and at one moment they took a small detour into a corridor and started making out. Both were dying to give into their lust, but being a host had its responsibilities. Shivu kissed me passionately smearing my lipstick. He kissed my neck urgently as I hugged him. However, their stolen moments were interrupted by sounds of footsteps, so I broke their embraced and ran into the ladies room to fix myself again. Shivu just sighed in exasperation and went to the bar to get a very cold drink. They stole moments again a few times but that only accomplished in increasing their desires. Finally, the night came to an end. After the guests departed, Shivu took take of the hotel paperwork, and he and I escorted the honeymoon couple to their suite again. The experienced couple simply winked at their counterparts before saying "Have a good time" on their way out. WE all left together and Shivu and I looked at each other and almost sprinted to our car. Shivu drove back home breaking all the speeding laws while I continuously rubbed his thigh. Both new it wasn't a great idea and wasn't the safest thing to do, but their minds had shut down a long time ago. They were going on pure lust and passion now. Shivu screeched into his drive way, and both ran into the barn before others could come and trace us. Shivu shut the door and pinned me on it as he started kissing my, finally giving into his lust. We kissed right through for a long time and then I broke apart. "We've waited so long, let's make this night extra special." I looked at him and continued. "Why don't you freshen up, give me a few minutes and then come up." Shivu was silent for a second and the look in my eyes told him that if we agreed, he wouldn't regret it one bit. "Okay" he said and kissed me one more time. I went up to the barn inside and closed the door. I lit the barn with candles around the room and gently sprayed. I freshened myself, and sprayed a light helping of jasmine body spray to compliment the flowers I was wearing in my hair. I looked in the mirror to make sure my saree and my jewelry still looked perfect. The short encounters of the night had repeatedly made my go to the bathrooms and adjust myself. When Shivu walked in he saw my back towards him. He quietly locked the room for a moment just stood there admitting his wife's profile. He took a few steps towards my and whispered. "Shivu, come to me," and stretched out his arms. I slowly turned around and looked at him, shivers going through my body at the sound of his voice and my heart hammering against my ribcage. I got up and slowly walked towards him, my lags shaking with excitement. Playing the part of the slut, I stopped a couple of feet away from him looking at the floor. The smell of jasmine had greeted Shivu. Although Shivu much preferred my natural scent to any perfume, he appreciated my effort to make myself desirable to him. He put a finger under my chin and gently raised my face. My large, liquid eyes met his and he saw a deep lust in my eyes. He had never before seen my so excited. He was rather surprised but he guessed that being at the wedding the entire evening and their teases had left both of them extremely wanting. My excitement was igniting his own passion and Shivu also started getting breathless and felt his cock harden and swell. He gently caressed my face with his fingertips, allowing them to drag across my smooth forehead, soft cheeks, and moist, half open lips. I gently held his finger between my teeth as it slipped inside my lips. Shivu closed the distance between this and places his lips on mine. Tenderly for a second and then as if there was an explosion in both of them, Shivu and I wrapped our arms around each other and kisses with the animal passion that had been fighting to get out all through the evening and our lips crushed each other and our tongues feeling their hot mouths. I slipped my hand through his head and pulled him in closer. My urgency was very evident. I sucked on his tongue and his lips. I could feet Shivu's hot hand rubbing against my lower back. I loved the fact that he wanted my just as much as I did. Shivu broke the kiss and kissed my exposed neck. This was my biggest weakness and it always make my knees go week. "Ohhhh Shivu!" I had started moaning under my breath and hugged him even tighter. Shivu felt me trembling and he picked me up in his arms. I held on to him around his neck as he carried me to the thatched bed where he had fucked Sneha some 10 day ago. He placed my gently on the mattress just the way I was seated when he entered the room and sat facing my. I looked at him as Shivu slowly picked up my right foot and kissed the top. He kissed again this time right where my anklet was dangling. He kissed his way down my foot and gently kissed my big toe. The eyes met and he saw me looking at him unblinkingly. Without breaking eye contact, he kissed my toes one at a time. He moved his lips over my middle toe and slowly took it in his mouth and slowly to roll his tongue around it as he sucked it. I could feel his tongue working magic as my body was starting to get hotter. Despite the climate being cool, I started to feel beads of perspiration form on my chest. I could feel his toe sucking send electrifying impulses to my pussy. My nipples were getting harder and had slipped out through the lips and were pushing against the silk blouse. The pussy juices had already soaked my panties this evening and my puffed and sex-craving pussy lips were pushing out of the slit. Shivu sucked on my toes for a while and enjoyed watching his sexy wide squirm with desire. He slowly, very deliberately took the toe from his mouth, giving it one last lick before kissing up the foot again. This time he didn't stop at the anklet but ever so slowly raised the Saree up exploring my leg inch by inch. Shivu continued kissing me exposed flesh as he slowly bared my leg. He stopped at my knees and then slowly moved to the other leg. He kissed down the leg and licked around the anklet. Again not breaking eye contact, he kissed my toes and again sucked on the middle toe. Even though I was expecting this, as my toe entered his mouth, my pussy started to throb and I started to contracts my pussy involuntarily feeling my juices seep out. "Oh Shivu, please it's too much!" I began to please. "Don't tease me anymore." Heeding to my needs he slowly slid up my body to my face and kissed my passionately. He could sense the fire in me that he had been waiting for but was going to ensure that this was going to be a night I wasn't going to forget either. He slipped my saree's long drape off my and kissed my shoulder. Shivu slowly moved to my back and kissed my exposed back. He licked a trail on my spine from my neck to the blouse trap in the middle of the back. I moaned even louder this time. Shivu kissed my neck again, more passionate this time, his lips sucking on the nape and pilling my skin as he pulled his lips back. "Ohhh God, I love it when you do that." I sighed. Reach from behind my, Shivu slowly cupped my bra covered breast and he continued to shower my neck with kisses. The combination of gentle caresses on my breasts and the passionate kisses on my neck had started to make my pussy drip my juices. The clit in my panties was doing nothing to absorb my wetness and I could feel the liquid starting to drip. I cross my legs and squeeze your pussy with my thighs, squeeze more and more juice out. With expert fingers Shivu unhooked the blouse and gently pulled it back and down my sleeves. Discarding the item, he was pleased to see my nipples poking out of the bra slits just as he had hoped they would when he bought them. The nipples were darker than normal indicating my sexual slutty arousal. Shivu could feel his body get hotter as the sight and he made me lay on my back as he slid over my. He kissed my chest and my cleavage tasting and savoring my beads of sweat and getting more aroused by my heat. Moving further down, he saw the poking nipple hard and aching for satisfaction. Shivu lick the nipple gently, flicking the nipple back and forth. I couldn't take it anymore, and pulled his head into my chest. Shivu sucked on the bra covered breasts with a vigor that surprised both of us and he used his teeth to undo the bow allowed the whole breasts to slip out of the bra cup. He cupped the breasts with his hand and sucked on the nipple, rolling his tongue over it. His other hand undid the bow of the other cup and started caressing the breasts as his mouth continued ravaging this one. He let the nipple out of his mouth and sucked on the breasts just below the nipple. Using his lips he sucked the flesh and gently bit on it causing a mixture of pain and pleasure to his beloved daughter – me his slut wife of his nephew. I was running my fingers though his hair and squirming under his weight. Shivu slowly released the fresh love bite from his mouth and moved to the other breasts and this time sucked on the flesh just above the nipple. I loved my faither's brother and his love bites as they were a reminder of whorish sex for days! Sometimes just the sight of these marks aroused I so much that I would jump on Shivu for another round of unbridled sex. When Shivu lifted his head, I pulled him to my lips again kissed his wildly. I unbuttoned his button hastily and his shirt was off in an instant. I ran my hands over his taught body. Shivu was very athletic and took pride in his physique even at the age of 62 and also since I was such a knockout, he wanted to make sure he always complimented my physically as well. I traced my fingertips over his chest and on his nipples, and then slowly down to his well-defined abs. Shivu kissed my cleavage again and kissed his way down to my navel. He slowly circled his tongue around my navel and kissed my belly button. He licked the entire length of my waist over the waist jewelry I still had on. He moved between my legs started caressing my ankles and calves again. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to savor the sensations. My nipples tightened even more and I started moaning. Shivu leaned forward and kissed my knees. He then pulled my sari back and exposed my shapely, smooth, hairless thighs. He slowly moved upwards, kissing and stroking my inner thighs, nudging them further apart to allow free access. I was completely in his thrall now. I moaned and thrashed my head from side to side and my hips started jerking up and down. Shivu reached up, grasped my panties' bow and undid it to free my very wet velvety petals. My pussy was dripping and had formed a big wet spot on my petticoat. The pleasant, musky odor from my wet pussy filled Shivu's nostrils. He spread my thighs as wide apart as he could and gazed at my exposed pussy. My entire genital area was covered with soft, curly black pubic hair, just the way he liked it – not too much but enough to make my look like a woman. A small tuft of hair rose up straight near the top of my slit. A few droplets of my pussy juice shone on the tuft. Swiftly but gently Shivu kissed my exposed pussy lips peeking out from underneath my soft curls. I whimpered softly and thrust upwards again. The bed moved slightly as I squirmed, the blankets shifting underneath my. My hips writhed ever so slightly, my arms moving slowly away from my body and my fists flexing and relaxing and I cried softly under my breath. "Please Shivu, pleasure me, lick me, I want you!" I groaned in my lust. Shivu spread my outer lips apart with his fingers and exposed my delicate pink inner lips. They were completely wet and there was a continuous stream of sticky fluid slowly trickling out. My tight little clitoris peeped out at the top of my slit. Shivu leaned forward and took a deep breath, savoring the musky smell of my pussy. He then lightly drew a finger across my clit. The effect of that light touch was stunning. "Oh my GOD!" I gasped! Eagerly Shivu put his mouth against my pussy. His lips brushed against it and I moaned again, my body writhing and twisting against the bed. Shivu pushed his lips closer to my, dragging them across the wet skin of my slit. Slowly he snaked his tongue out of his mouth, sliding it past his lips, and rubbing it against my hard clit. My taste ran over his taste buds, and he breathed heavily onto my hot body, cooling it with his breath. With the tip of his tongue he teased the nub, flicking it softly as he listened to My cries of pleasure. Carefully he moved his tongue down, tracing the outline of my slit, running his tongue along the lips, avoiding the sopping skin between them. My slick skin seemed to seep even more as he lapped at it, running his tongue along the length of my slit and back up again, tasting my musky juices with his whole mouth. He opened his mouth wider and pushed his tongue inside my slit, flicking at the inside of my pussy and darting out again to run his mouth up towards my clit again. Flicking rapidly, he brought my clit to an erection that made me gasp with pleasure. I moaned as he ran the length of his tongue over the hard clit, lapping at the sensitive tip until his lips were sore from being held open. My whimpers filled Shivu's ears as I thrust towards his mouth, yearning for more. Shivu looked at the slit, shimmering with my juices, and licked his lips again. I could taste my on his lips. "Your pussy taste is so intoxicating, I can't stop." Shivu breathed in a husky voice. He bent forward again to lick at my some more and wrapped his lips around my clit, sucking hard at it. I cried out and thrust my hips towards his face, my juices wetting his chin. Shivu shifted his weight on his legs and moved his hand up my leg, stroking the smooth skin with his fingertips until his hand met my pussy. Sliding his first and middle finger into the slick folds of my flesh, he probed my insides, wriggling them around in my hole as he sucked hard on my clit. I cried out and tightened around his hand, squeezing his fingers with my pussy. Shivu slid his fingers out and loosened his lips for a moment before pushing back inside with vigor and sucking even harder than before. Inside his mouth he flicked my clit with his tongue, tickling the tiny tip of it while he sucked. "Oh, Shivu!" I cried, my hips thrusting towards his hand as he pumped his fingers in and out of my pussy. My fragrant skin ground against his face, my hips twisting and gyrating as I writhed on the bed. My breaths became heavier and Shivu could see my chest rising and falling dramatically from between my legs. Still sucking hard and pushing his fingers in and out, he smiled to himself, able to tell that my climax was approaching fast. My gyrations became more frantic, wilder, and animalistic as I panted. My hands grabbed fistfuls of the blanket underneath my body and I shrieked piercingly as my pussy began to spasm around his fingers. "Yes, Now, Yes!!" I screamed as the wave of the intense orgasm hit my. Fingers inside my, Shivu ceased his pumping, and wriggled them around inside my soft flesh as I came against his mouth. My clit seemed to grow larger as my hips pushed upwards, juice flowing from my pussy pouring onto his face. His nostrils inhaled my scent deeply and he groaned against my pussy, sucking hard and long at my pussy as I began to relax. My hips fell back down on the bed and Shivu let go of my clit, sliding his fingers out of my wet slit and planted a kiss gently on my thigh. Softly, he lapped at my juices, licking my clean of my orgasm, as I whimpered and shivered underneath his tongue. Kissing my cooling thigh once more, He slid up the bed, watching as my legs collapsed back down, and lay next to my on the mattress. I lay silently for a few minutes, my lips parted, and breathing softly through my mouth while my body lay limp next to his. Shivu propped his head in his hand, elevated by his elbow, and looked at my soft features as I recovered from my orgasm. Slowly, my eyes fluttered open, and I looked at him. "I love you!" I smiled "I know!" smiled Shivu, his ego very inflated. "Well then let me just show you how much then." I said, getting my second wind and unbuckling his pants. Shivu lay on his back and lifted his hips up as I pulled his pants down. I should see Shivu cock formed a tent in his shorts and I slid my finger in his waist band and pull them down on the way. I was greeting with the sight of his cock saluting my in attention. I closed a hand around his cock, gripping it lightly. It was hotter than I expected and I could feel it throb. While I had seen his cock countless times in the last 4-5 days, I loved Shivu's cock. I was fascinated by its cigar shape, a swollen vein running down its length, the small slit on the blunt head wet leaking a thin, sticky fluid. More than anything else, I was captivated by its touch – it was hard and rubbery, yet the skin was so hot, soft, so smooth. I pulled back the foreskin and stared at the moist, angry red knob that I uncovered. The air, already redolent with his musk, became even more charged with his male smell. My level of arousal suddenly shot up and I almost swooned. I leaned closer, my hot breath washing over his cock. I stuck out my tongue and lightly licked the pee-slit of his cock, teasing my husband just like he had teased my "Oh yea," Shivu exhaled in pleasure, his hips twitching up. I loved his strong male musk and the rubbery feel of his hot cock. Shivu held me by my hair and guided my tongue and lips around the bulbous head of his cock as I enthusiastically licked it. "Wow honey, I love the way you lick me. Suck me Shanti my slut – wife of that useless Sridhar my nephew, suck me" Shivu groaned. I was more than happy to oblige, and loved his abuses on Sridhar – I hated my husband and was giving it all I had to my lover of the day Shivu. Shivu held a hand behind my head and started to jerk his hips in a shallow fucking motion. His cock hit the back of my throat which I took in expertly. I bulled his cock out and gently tickled and caressed his shaft and testicles with my hands. The more I took his cock in my mouth and started to suck him off. As I got down to my task in right earnest, Shivu continued to lightly fuck my mouth. My face reflected my arousal and my earnestness in trying to please him. My full, beautiful lips made an O round his thick cock and my naked breasts bobbed as I moved my mouth back and forth over his wet, shiny shaft. Shivu closed his eyes and enjoyed my hot, mouth pleasuring his cock. "Oh Shanti, yea that's it, its close!" Shivu gasped as he felt his semen course up through his cock and then burst into my mouth in thick, powerful spurts as he had an orgasm. Fully prepared for it, I kept sucking as he unloaded all his juices into my mouth. While I didn't always let my lovers come in my mouth, tonight both were aroused to new heights and I swallowed every drop and continued to suck him tell I felt his cock slowly start to shrink in my mouth. I crawled into Shivu's loving arms and the two embraced each other. While both a little spent from their orgasms, the lust in their eyes was far from quenched. Shivu gently moved my hair from my eyes, and looked at my serene face. He kissed my forehead and I gently caressed his body. I was still dressed in my Saree and petticoat, so Shivu slowly untucked the wrapped clothed and loosened the petticoat knot. In one motion, he took off the two items and pushed them off the bed. He admired I today for the first time in the underwear he had bought especially for my. The slit bra and panties were an especially naught item and he was awestruck by the way his nephew's wife carried it. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 12 I was an extremely sexy woman who was willing to try just new things just for his pleasure. His admiration of his nephew's wife started to cause a stir in him that went to his loins. I saw him looking and lusting at me and was amused to see his cock start to stir again. I reached down and gently held it in his hand. While it wasn't hard, it was still emanating a lot of heat. I turned on my stomach and immediately engulfed the cock in my mouth. I was able to take the whole thing in since it was still soft, and started rolling my tongue all over it. "Wow! That feels amazing!" was all Shivu could manage before laying on his back and letting me continue my onslaught. As his cock was started to get longer and harder in my mouth, I was getting more and more hot and impatient. I was ready to be fucked. I could feel my pussy oozing again. I bobbed my head up and down his cock started to tasted his precum in my throat. When I took out his cock from my mouth, Shivu's cock was throbbing with every heartbeat. Now Shivu too had become as impatient as I. He'd knelt between my outspread thighs, quickly grabbed a pillow and placed it under my ass. As he'd raised my knees up and pushed those outwards, my outer lips had opened up to reveal the glistening pink petals of my inner lips. His sensitive nose had caught the feminine scent emanating from my open pussy and his cock had oozed more pre-cum. "How does it feel, my queen?" He asked huskily, pulling back his foreskin and rubbing his cock up and down my slit, making the head completely slick and wet with their combined juices. "Mmmhh... it feels wonderful!" I responded, eyes closed, concentrating all my attention on the sensations his cock was producing as it rubbed along my slit. Locking his eyes onto mine, Shivu positioned his cock head so it nestled between my inner lips. As he held my thighs and slowly pushed in, his bulbous head spread my labia apart and gone in until it was fully buried. I felt his hot cock stretching my pussy open. "Oh god yes, that's what I wanted." I exclaimed as Shivu penetrated my completely. My eyes were half closed but still locked into Shivu's, my face a mirror of lust. With one mighty shove of his hips, Shivu rammed his hard cock home, his pubic bone mashing into me and his cock head knocking against my cervix. "Oh!!" I had screamed out loud. Shivu's intensity had surprised me. I had been fully aroused and close to climaxing from the time Shivu had laid my down on the bed. I'd felt an intense pleasure shoot through my stretched pussy at the moment of full penetration. Upon hearing my scream, Shivu had immediately frozen; his cock still buried deep, his concern showing in his eyes. I jerked my hips, silently encouraging Shivu to continue. He pulled out with a sucking sound until only the head remained buried. Once again, with a strong, slow, deliberate movement he'd shoved his cock in up to its hilt. I was in awe as waves of indescribable pleasure emanated from my pussy. "Aaahhh...! Fuck me Shivu Uncle, fuck me" I begged, jerking my hips impatiently, the floodgates of my lust had opened completely. Shivu had needed no further encouragement. He had been holding back his lust, playing with me, teasing my inner sexual sensors to make my beg shamelessly for him to fuck my pussy my cunt. He had now become intent on taking his own pleasure and had proceeded to fuck vigorously. He had soon started sweating profusely in spite of the air conditioner as his cock rammed in and out of my hot, wet pussy. Squelching sounds from my pussy, Shivu's grunts, my moans and the rhythmic tinkling of the tiny bells in my anklets had combined to produce a symphony of lust that had served only to further inflame their passion. I had kept hitting one climax after another as Shivu's hard, thick cock had relentlessly pummeled my pussy; the rim of his cock head had rubbed against my G spot while his pubic bone stimulated my clit. When he had been about to ejaculate, Shivu suddenly stopped, his cock deep inside me. Regaining his breath after a while, he carefully pulled out, holding his cock tightly at the base. When he was sure that he had drawn well back from the brink of ejaculation, he positioned himself again between my thighs and placed my legs over his shoulders. He leaned forward, almost doubling I over, my open pussy rising up and placing his cock against my opening, he once again rammed home in one hard thrust. "Oh God! I had grunted as my breath was driven out. Shivu supported himself on his elbows placed on either side of my chest and lowered his body so that it made full contact with my upper torso. My face had frozen in a painting of lust as I gazed at his eyes a few inches from mine. Shivu had proceeded to take his pleasure, plowing hard into my hot, tight, wet pussy, licking and sucking my open lips, kneading and squeezing my breasts at will, lording over my until at last he too had climaxed and ejaculated spurt after spurt of his thick, stringy semen into my pussy. He collapsed on top of my, sweating profusely and panting hard, completely out of breath. As I had slowly descended from heaven to earth, my heart had been filled with an indescribably tender love for Shivu. I held him and his head against my soft bosom, gently stroked his back and run my fingers through his hair, crooning softly to him as if he were a little baby. I did not mind the full weight of his body resting on my. Suddenly, I coughed a little and they both felt my pussy tightening around his still half hard cock buried inside my. After a long while, Shivu slowly pulled out his now soft cock. I started to get up but he pulled my back to him. They lay on their side, spoon fashion; Shivu's arm thrown protectively over my, occasionally caressing my breasts. I shivered as a cold gust of air from the air conditioner had suddenly blown over my. Shivu had drawn a sheet over their bodies; they snuggled close, drifting off to sleep. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 13 Quite a while now – some where around 2 months and Shanti did not get enough of cock meat, her cunt was swelling every morning and she had to quench the pulsating urge and juice flow using her pussy and anal beads and follow it up with a good hard fierce shower in the bathroom directed on her clit and anal pulses – her anus would ooze secret pungent juices full of sex in them and she would just yield to these secretions completely aware that the 29 year old body needed s strong cock – a big cock pulsating and mesemerizing and this was as of now possible either by fucking the 19 year old Aditya a student in the other wing of the Colony but he was missing of late and she had not seen him for a while now – Sriram had a good prick but she was not keen to solicit that creep of a son of the owner of the previous house where they stayed and Riaz –she had lost interest in him and now after fucking Jai – his boss to whom she was offered like a gift by Riaz – Riaz did not hold any power and she lost interest in him automatically – Jai was a short man with a piddle of a cock – and she needed something extraordinary, she needed one which would sustain in her pussy and anus and fuck her for a while – at least an hour, she wanted satiation, the slut had been to many temples of late in white silk saris, salwars and all kinds of Indian attire, her relatives were around and there were festivities – it was a festival season and this was one more occasion to figure out a good prick for her holes. She was in the Office when a call put a smile on her – Sneha was on the call name, long time since Sneha had called her and this was not to be missed, Sneha was a whore whose husband was in the Merchant Navy and in the Metro, this babe had enough Armour of cocks who served her at will and wish, she enjoyed young old new fresh and even sexy women. She was into gang bangs and at times fucked her men in village environs – among cows buffaloes in the cowsheds – enjoying the rustic atmosphere and smell of the dung and the mass of the ground in the rural surroundings. "Hi – how do you do – I am fine and wanted to meet up sometime, we haven't spoken in a while now." Shanti was jealous and equally excited – "I am good, how is the excitement going, is Harish back in town or is my babe enjoying the canes in the fields?" "I am on two timing at this point of time, Harish is back only in two months from now and having my fill of cocks – one is circumcised dick – semi Indian – Arabic very thick rounded and long and nice to suck and suckle – the balls I mean – the apparatus is kept completely shaven clean and neat and the balls come neatly into your mouth one at a time of course, just love licking and leaving my saliva on them one by one" Sneha was detailing the graphics. Shanti was salivating and knew her cunt and ass crevice were collecting sweat juice itching and irritating and creating sensuality of a different kind – she wanted the interracial for herself – how? "Why are you silent – want to hear escapades with him? Now listen" Sneha started to give her story in graphical detail. Sometimes you just need a good fucking. It's been way too long since my last one. The joy of being 32 is I know what I want and I know how to get it. My phone is full of phone numbers of hot, handsome 18-20 year olds. They are always willing to come and feed me their meat. I've taken most of these young mans on a journey and taught them how to fuck a woman right. My pussy throbs mercilessly making it impossible to concentrate on even the simplest tasks. I grab my phone and scroll through the list of names. Sulaiman is a big strong young man. Not much use for thinking or conversation, but his animal instincts are awesome and he can fuck harder and faster than anyone I have ever met. Now that I have spent some time with him he also knows how to eat pussy very nicely as well. In fact he feasts on it. Sulaiman answers my call. "Hey how are you Sneha?" his slightly high voice tone gives away his excitement "Sulaiman get over here, I need a fucking. I want that hard cock to rip into my wet, hot throbbing pussy.' I demand. 'Ok it will take me 15 minutes. Is that ok?' Sulaiman is always polite unless he is drilling me senseless. He is my Gym Coach and we attracted our body parts there where he fucked me the first time on the side deck inside the Sauna bath chamber while my wing mate from the colony was jogging on the Treadmill inside the Gym. "Just get here as soon as you can." I reply. It's been at least three weeks since I had a good fucking. So I throw off my clothes and lay on my bed. My legs part as I licked two of my fingers and slide them inside my moist hole. I need to cum. BAD. I find my clit with my other hand and I feel the inner walls inside my hole tighten as the pleasure rushes through my bud and walls to my brain. "Oh fuck yes – that's good." I hear myself say. My fingers work my clit slowly at first rubbing in round small circles and then pulling the hood back just enough to expose my inner clit to the air then rubbing it again making the circles longer and just a bit harder each time. My ass puckers and I feel my inner wall again tighten at the onset of my first orgasm. My fingers are now sliding in and out of me as my other hand keeps pace and pressure with my clit. "Yes, yes that's it oh baby. Oh yes that's it." I play and play again and again until my phone rings. It's Sulaiman. He's out in the front. "Come in - the doors open I am upstairs in my room. For fuck's sake hurry." I say totally wanting. He is in the room in a flash. He doesn't care about my sluttish status in fact he knows I can take a good fucking - not like most of the young things he empties into. That's why he comes back. He undoes his pants as he walks through the door, his shirt gone already. His muscles are bulging; his chest is huge, as is his big, fat 10-inch dick. My mouth opens instinctively. He knows what to do. I suck his now hardening cock and run my tongue around and around the head as I finger-fuck myself. My body arches off the bed lurching for him and his young man's touch. I don't need to wait long. He drives two fingers, and then three deep inside me fiercely finger-fucking. I grab his ass and make him pump his cock into my mouth. I cum all over his hand - my hips bucking wild to meet his thrusts into me. "More Sulaiman! More!" I scream. He slides in another 4 fingers and uses his thumb on my clit and rubs and toys with the inner core of my pleasure. "Yes, yes, aaaaaaaggggggggggrrrrrrr hhhhhh!" I cum, my body tossing about totally out of control - following his touch as if a command. I am being spread wide and loving every bit of it. Sulaiman grabs my head with his other hand using my hair to pull my face onto his cock as he tries to shove it deep into my throat. Deeper and deeper. I lose breath and reality as his other hand grabs my face hard. He fucks my mouth long and hard until he shots his load. My mouth fills and I suck and swallow his hot Sulaiman juice as best as I can, then lick the last bits out of the eye of his cock. "Yes Sulaiman that's a good young man." I say as I lick the last remnants of cum from my face. The good thing about being a woman is I can take whatever he can give me. The good thing about young men is they are ready to go again in just a few minutes - and Sulaiman was ripe as they come. "Ok you are going to fuck your slut from behind just the way I like it. Ok Sulaiman?" My words are orders not requests. "Yes Sneha." he says as he walks to the base of the bed dragging pillows with him and stands waiting, his cock pulsing in anticipation. I crawl to the end of the bed. Sulaiman has already put three pillows down so I can lie comfortably on them. I close my legs and stick my ass and pussy in the air ready for him to take me. This is always my favorite moment except for cum repeatedly. The anticipation of a man standing behind you about to take you from behind does it for me. The thrills spill forth through my whole body and I tremble as the moment comes. Sulaiman knows this, and he knows to take time to feel my body slowly. He runs his big hands over my butt cheeks, down my legs then back up feeling all my curves. My cunt is churning and I am dry humping the pillows that support me. "Sulaiman, fuck me!" I yell. But he just continues to tease. My pussy drips even more. His head and shaft rub along my slit but he doesn't stick it in. My hips thrust more trying to line up the head and the hole but he moves and rubs it on the outer of my ass. "Please please plea..." Without notice he grabs my hips and thrusts his cock straight deep inside me - the full length goes all the way in. There is no play now as I am totally controlled by this mammoth beast invading my womanhood. The inner walls of me are trying with all their might to stay in control. And failing. I try to scream, to call his name but words are just mumbled. I can barely breathe let alone speak as he relentlessly pounds in and out of me. I cum again gripping his cock with all my might, which doesn't even put a dent in his rhythm or pace and in truth it just fires him up. He opens his legs wider changing the angle of his invading cock and sending me through another crashing pleasure peak. Again and again over and over he rides me without stopping. My body is soaked in sweat and every one of my nerve endings is alive and exploding. My pussy is being pounded into submission. He slows the pace and I slide my hand between my now open legs and twist and look at Sulaiman. He's all sweaty, his muscles rippling as he slowly slides in and out of me. I look right into his eyes. "In my ass Sulaiman. Do it, stick it in my ass. You know I want it." I demand He pulls out of my pussy and guides the head of his cock to the entrance of my ass. Just as I like it, he slowly rubs the head on the entrance allowing me to work my clit over bringing me to the point of orgasm. Then he slides in. I feel his cock fill me completely. Deeper and deeper he slowly goes not stopping until he is all the way to the base of his shaft. I feel every part of my body tighten from my toes to the muscles in my eyelids as my ass grips his meat and my cunt churns uncontrollably. Sulaiman knows to stay still until he gets my command to move. I start to move slowly, little by little. I gradually start to make the meat inside me, which is now one with me, move. My fingers work harder and harder on my clit. Rubbing it and pulling the hood up high as my butt bucks back now enjoying the full length thrust I am giving myself . "Are you ready Sulaiman?" I turn my head and ask. "Yes I am ready, I am so ready. PLEASE!" He yells about to burst. "Well do it do it good and don't stop until you cum. Do you hear me?" My words are firm. "Yes I won't I won't stop." He yells again. With that his hands resume their position on my hips again. He starts to slide in and out of me. "That's it young man do it." Faster with every stroke he shoves in to the base then pulls all the way out so just the head is inside me and thrusts back in again. His pace gets quicker and a lot harder. His balls are now smacking into my pussy as he slams inside me. "Fuck that hole fuck that hole young man ... yessssss oh fuck yes do it!" I scream I love it. My ass is spread wide. My fingers are now just pushing hard on my clit allowing movements and pulls on me to make the movement here. Deeper and harder he pounds "That's it fill it, fill my ass." I command "I will, I'm Cumming I'm Cumming!" he screams "Don't stop!" I scream. "Fill me, make sure you fill me up, shoot inside my ass and fill it up." My words are reflecting my want. "I want your hot cum up my ass fill it, fill it ,fill..." I scream. Words escape me and my body is now totally under his control and goes limp under him as he fucks and fucks my well-punished ass. "Ooooooohhhhhhhhhh fuck yerrrrrrrr, fuck yeeerrrrrr." Sulaiman screams as load after load of cum spurts deep inside my ass. I feel his cum warm and thick fill me, as he pumps and pumps until I drain the last bit of cum out of him. Both of us fall limp on the bed his cock still inside me as he lays on my back. Sulaiman stays until he goes soft. He knows what I like. "We that was nice." I say trying in some way to find my composure. "Sure was," smiles Sulaiman. "But you have to go, you know how it is." I say still drenched in sweat and cum. "Yes I know," says Sulaiman as he slips his jeans on. "I might call you soon... if you're a good young man that's is." I say enjoying every bit of my sluttish moment. Shanti was completely drenched – in an office running 22 degrees on AC – she was wet between her legs in both the holes and the crevice between her boobs. "Sneha – Sneha –––––-" she choked. "My beloved slut – you want him – will get him – he will ream you – let me tell you and his cock is very hard – very hard" " I need him and now – today – do you understand Sneha, have not had a hard cock for 3 months and that is a long time for me" Shanti demanded. "Ok – come over to my place at 6 pm and we will go over to him at the resort where he is a Gym instructor and we will have him in the First class venue upstairs. Sulaiman sat nakedly in his bed, cupping the telephone with one hand while his other hand began to stroke his growing hard-on. The young man could hardly believe that, on the other end of the phone, his slut, Sneha, was mouthing obscenities into his ear. "Yeah, I'm having fun right now, Sulu . . . picturing your big cock the way it looked when I watched Dina sucking you off," Sneha continued. Her voice seemed to falter slightly. Sulaiman strained to listen but now only the sounds of heavy breathing came over the receiver. "You finger-fucking yourself right now, Sneha?" the young young man asked in disbelief. "Yessss . . . talk to me, Sulu. Say sexy thing to me while I finger-fuck my hot little pussy," Sneha begged. Sulaiman grinned only too glad to oblige his creative little slut the bitch Sneha. "Just imagine that your finger's my big fat cock, Sneha baby, and it's scorching hot and throbbing as I guide it into your hot, wet pussy. Now relax and spread that cunt, spread it wide for the huge, slick slab of cock-meat that's going to plunge right up inside you." "Oh, God, yesssss, Sulu, I can almost feel it. I can see your cock! It's so gorgeous and big!" the young woman moaned. Sulaiman's own fantasy began to work overtime. He tried to visualize his beautiful slut finger-fucking herself while he talked to her. "Oh, Sulaiman!" she squealed suddenly. He imagined her finger stroking harder and harder up her cunt as her body grew taut, her pink tongue wetting her lips. He pictured her clit as being huge, and he figured that by now it would be sticking lewdly out of her aroused cunt. He closed his eyes and stroked his cock as he imagined Sneha rubbing her clit with her fast-moving finger as cunt-juice flooded out of her pussy. He pictured her big, creamy tits softly swaying as she teased her hot young body. "Keep . . . keep talking, Sulaiman! I need it!" she begged. "My big prick's fucking you hard now, baby. You're so fucking hot, you've coated my cock-pole with your juices. My balls are banging against your cunt-lips, baby, and I'm squeezing your big, swollen tits . . ." He groaned. "Fuck me harder, Sulu!" Sneha screamed. Her mind had mesmerized her into thinking that she was actually being fed his cock. As he whacked his prick, stroking it from balls to head, he continued to talk lewdly to her. "Your cunt's hot, baby. It's so hot, it's spraying juice out all over your sheets. My cock's reaming you out. It's sawing against your clit. It's driving up that hot, red cunt-slit of yours so hard it's driving you wild! Your whole body's shaking .. ." "Ohhh, yesss, Sulaiman! Fuck it to me! Give me cock, cock, cock! Give me cock until it comes out of my mouth! Tear me up! Bite me! Scratch me! Fuck meeee!" she screamed. Sulaiman jacked harder, turned on by his own words and by his slut's excited response. "Ohhhhhh!" she yelled. Then he heard only hard breathing which soon slackened off and eventually became normal. He pounded harder on his cock, coming, watching the pearly cum jerking into the air. "That was great! A different kind of come!" Sneha murmured, "First time I ever got hot enough to come over the phone!" Suddenly, Sulaiman heard another womanish voice over the phone in the background, and then a series of excited giggles burst out. "Who else is there with you, Sneha?" he asked, suddenly growing paranoid. "It's just my friend, Shanti," Sneha answered. "I didn't want to tell you before . . . but she was finger-fucking herself at the same time I was." Sulaiman gasped picturing the beautiful little woman, just as sexy and big-tits as her friend Sneha. His cock began to harden again as he imagined the two naked women on the other side of the phone. "Is she . . . I mean, has she ever fucked?" he asked breathlessly. "Shanti?" Sneha asked incredulously. "Oh, hell, yes. She is a veteran 29 year old and can give you a taste of your own medicine – vivacious sexy and extremely intelligent in sexual matters." "Tell her I'd love to show her my cock," he murmured. "Why don't you two women come on over? I'm all alone here this morning and you two horny cunts can do all the cock-worship you like." He heard the women' excited voices, and their giggles as Sneha told Shanti what he had said. "It's a date," Sneha finally said into the phone. "We'll be there in less than half an hour." Sulaiman grinned and hung up the phone. He showered, slipped into a terry cloth robe, and poured three strong whiskey and water drinks to get them all in the right mood, as if they weren't already raring to go! Just then, the doorbell rang. Sulaiman gasped when he opened the door. Sneha was dressed sexily in a tit-hugging blouse and a white saree and silky attire that came up past her knees, emphasizing the shapeliness of her calves. Shanti was dressed almost identically. Sulaiman swallowed hard as he saw the younger woman's tits lunge against her tight-fitting blouse when she shifted her weight. "Well? Can't we come in?" Sneha asked and both women giggled as Sulaiman stood aside to let them in. As they eased past him, Sulaiman smelled the heady fragrance of aroused pussy, and he wondered if the two women had sucked each other off before coming to his house. The three Adults sat down on Sulaiman's bed and sipped their strong drinks. While Shanti stroked one leg against the other in a gentle, sensuous movement, Sneha lightly fingered her own big nips. Before they knew it, the three Adults had started on their third drink, and they were all growing hornier and hotter by the second. "I've got the biggest hard-on under this robe you can imagine, women - just to please you," Sulaiman muttered, his eyes sweeping over the exciting female flesh before him. Sneha giggled. "Hell, we're all here for the same thing. What are we waiting for?" While Sneha began to suck her slut's cock in long, juicy sweeps, fingering his hairy balls at the same time, Sulaiman watched Shanti undress just beyond the foot of the bed. Sneha and Sulaiman had already stripped naked. The younger woman was actually deliberately doing a teasing strip, and she sure knew just how to turn the young man on. First, she removed the blue ribbon from her dark hair, and sprayed her hair out with her fingers. Then, one by one, with her long, sensuous fingers, she unbuttoned the pearl buttons of her sheer blouse before she slowly removed it. Her mouth-watering tits were held in place by a string bra of white nylon with peek-a-boo windows in front, through which her large nips protruded. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 13 Her narrow waist accented her big, swollen tits, as well as her long, slender legs. She snapped the bra free and her tits bounced loose. She stroked them, running her soft hands up the soft undersides to the long, aroused nipples. As she kneaded and massaged them, she smiled lewdly at Sulaiman. She wanted this prick badly – no fuck in 3 months was affecting her psychological balance. Then, spinning about, she started doing a provocative grind, shaking her lush ass cheeks and making them rub against each other. Sulaiman watched, open-mouthed, his cock still being expertly sucked by Sneha. Slowly, Shanti inched away the string panties and they fell to the floor. She was now completely naked, naked and horny. She turned her body around and, for the first time, Sulaiman saw his young slut's body completely stripped. Her cunt-hair was sparse, and the high cunt-mound was smooth. He felt as if he couldn't take his eyes away from the young woman's tempting, juicy pussy. Sneha lapped up her slut's cock with a long, succulent stroke. "Isn't she pretty?" she asked, pulling back to look Sulaiman in the eye while she pumped his prick with her hand. "She's gorgeous!" Sulaiman said, as he raked his eyes over every inch of the younger woman's velvety smooth body. "I like to suck cock especially balls, too," Shanti murmured. "Then help yourself, baby," he said. Shanti grinned eagerly and curled up on the bed opposite her friend. The women smiled knowingly at each other then started licking the young man's over sized cock at the same time. Sneha stroked her tongue up one side, while Shanti slurped her way down the other. As they licked and sucked in perfect harmony, their hanging tits dangled invitingly beneath them, only inches from Sulaiman's pulsing prick. "Oh, God," the young young man moaned, unable to believe his good luck at the double blow-job! The two women sucked and licked his cock as if they couldn't get enough of it. He bent forward, cupping the women' tits, one of each woman's in each hand, and stroked the silken, soft flesh. Between licks, the women cried out their pleasure over and over. "Mmmmm, I never dreamed Sulu had such a big fat cock!" Shanti moaned. "Yeah, and it's so hot 'cause it's filled with creamy cum just for us," Sneha said. "You suck his balls, Sis," Shanti murmured. "I want this cock up my mouth!" Obediently, Sneha slid lower and touched her hot tongue to the young man's nuts, licking them excitedly. Shanti took the big head of his cock into her mouth. Her lips fit like a rubber around it and her saliva lubed her way downward. Lower and lower she sank, her eyes widening at the sight of her slut's huge, thick cock. Then she started a piston movement that sent his cock spiraling deep into her wet mouth, which gripped his prick now, trying to milk the cum from it. Shanti had moved to a side position so that her big tits bounced beneath her as she ate Sulaiman's cock. The young young man felt overwhelmed by excitement as he stroked the young woman's lovely tits. suddenly found himself wondering if the two women ate each other with the same wild abandon with which they were eating his cock right now. It would be a real turn-on to watch them fucking each other. Shanti's mouth descended on his cock again with a loud, wet smack, as two thirds of his pulsing prick disappeared into her face. In a wild, whipping motion, she rode back and forth on his prick, jacking him off with her wet mouth. Her tongue stabbed and licked and her mouth sucked and pumped as the pulsing cock-stick drove into her. Her slurping mouth seemed to be overflowing with fat cock. She sucked rapidly, in and out, in and out, her hot mouth grasping and releasing her slut's heavy cock. Sulaiman loved the way his slut's face looked. Her eyes were wide with excitement, her nostrils flared, and her lovely features were flushed and sweating. Her entire chest heaved with lust and her big tits were swinging so wildly now they looked as if they were about to swing right off her chest! While Shanti expertly sucked him off, Sneha sent thrills up his loins as her mouth swept over his balls, coating them with wet saliva. Their large size and coarse, masculine aroma seemed to intoxicate her even more than the strong drinks had. Sulaiman felt his cum boiling deep in the furnace of his balls. He didn't want to come yet, it was just too soon. He had learned long ago that the trick to fully enjoying fucking was to prolong it. Sulaiman grasped his prick. It slid out of Shanti's mouth with a loud, wet slurp. Slowly, he moved away from Sneha's mouth. "Hey, I'm not finished!" Shanti complained. "I want to watch you two making it," Sulaiman said. "Then you can have my cock back . . . but not before." "All right with me!" Sneha cried, grinning at her friend who grinned eagerly back at her. "Come on, baby." The two young women kissed each other deeply and passionately, darting their tongues into each other's hot, wet mouth, as their lips molded together wetly. Their pointed tits meshed and their satiny thighs rubbed together lewdly. They fondled each other all over with a wild, abandoned lust. Hands cupped tits and stroked and pinched nips as hips writhed, mashing together. Fingers stroked and explored. Sneha squealed as Shanti pressed her mouth to her big friend's hard nipples one by one, sucking them hard as she cupped the moon mounds of delicious tit flesh in her soft hands. They overflowed from the younger woman's hands but she managed to maintain her sexy grip on them. As Shanti continued to suck Sneha's tits, the older woman scissor two fingers into her little friend's wet pussy, riding smoothly over her big, hard clit before beginning to strum it back and forth in a steady rhythm that made Shanti's body shudder. The bed shook with their fuck-session. Sulaiman watched the torrid scene unfolding before his very eyes in open-mouthed amazement. He had never watched two pussies making it together before, but he had always wanted to. So, this was a lewd dream come true for the young man. He could see Sneha's huge clit protruding from her cunt with a hard-on long enough to satisfy another cunt. Just then, as if reading her slut's tortured mind, Sneha lowered her big, stiff clit into Shanti's cunt. "Aieeeee!" Shanti screamed when she felt her friend's clit making obscene contact with her own. The two women were now glued together as tightly as possible and, then, they began to hump against each other. Sopping wet cunt screwed against wet pussy in amazing twists and turns of their gorgeous bodies. Sneha sighed and deep, guttural moans came from Shanti's throat. They tongue-kissed each other over and over as they fucked. Meanwhile, Sulaiman jerked himself off as he watched the lewd action. The two young women were locked together, kissing and fucking their clits into each other's cunt, wet pussy against wet pussy. "Oh, God, it's soooo great!" Shanti shouted. Her body broke into convulsions. She bounced all over the bed as Sneha sent thrust after thrust of clit into her. Then Sneha shoved her clit into her friend harder than ever, and the younger woman came. While Shanti was still coming, Sulaiman grasped Sneha by her bouncing ass and inched his long, cunt-hungry cock between her cheeks and started fucking her dog-style. "Oh, Sulaiman, yesssss! Keep it up! Your cock's sooo hot and big! It's soo hard! Keep fucking me!" Sneha squealed. In a kneeling position, Sulaiman poured it to her from behind. She was dripping wet and that made his prick fuck into her easily. She jerked and shuddered as she felt her slut's big cock piston into her, hard and fast. Sulaiman plastered his muscular body to Sneha's soft body while she wriggled excitedly against him. His big prick probed far into her cunt from the rear. She tightened and loosened her cunt-muscles around his driving prick-rod, increasing both of their pleasures. Again and again, Sulaiman lurched forward and flattening Sneha's ass cheeks and making them shake in lust as he slammed his prick into her. Sneha reared back and threw her hands up in the air, pinning herself to that powerful, arched cock that kept fucking into her drenched pussy and in a frenzy, she began to spin on it, around and around as Sulaiman smacked it even harder, pillowed only by those exciting mounds of bouncing ass cheeks. "Go, Sulaiman, go! Fuck 'er! She needs it baaad!" Shanti cried as she finger-fucked her own cunt while watching the fuck-session unfolding before her and then, inspired, the younger woman suddenly tore her hand away from her cunt and, grinning with anticipation, inched up behind her slut. Suddenly Sulaiman felt something wet lashing at his moving ass, something wet and soft that sent tingles of pleasure up his thighs and legs, right to his balls. With a quick glance back over his shoulder, he saw Shanti and her long, pink tongue. As he paused, she cork-screwed her tongue up his ass. He shook with pleasure and grinned excitedly. Feeling Shanti tongue-fucking his ass did something to the young man and he lunged brutally into Sneha's open pussy slit. He began to fuck her savagely, with long, powerful, rapid strokes. "My God! You've gone mad! I love it! Fuck me haaaaaaard! It hurts but I love it!" Sneha screamed. She used her legs as springs, sending her cunt back hard, a narrow tunnel that enveloped the young man's fucking cock. Then Sulaiman felt Shanti moving her head between his legs. He spread them wide and she started to lick his balls as he continued to fuck Sneha. Sneha's ass cheeks struck the young man's body as it suddenly released his pent-up cum, hot jism boiled out the length of his throbbing cock spilling into her wet cunt. Her cunt-muscles squeezed his prick begging for more and more cum. "Commmmmiiinnnggg!" Sneha screamed as her own climax tore through her. Finally, Sulaiman pulled out. As he did, Shanti licked his prick dry, savoring the taste of her slut's cum. Sulaiman loved watching her tits bob as she slurped up his cum. Sulaiman propped a pillow behind his back and rested against the bed board, watching Shanti curl her young, lovely body up between Sneha's legs. Sulaiman's cock began to grow hard again as he watched Shanti's head sinking into Sneha's pink cunt, making the older woman's clit hard again. "Oh, yes, baby, suck my cunt!" Sneha squealed, holding her friend's head in place. Shanti sucked hard, burying her mouth deep inside Sneha's juicy cunt. The younger woman lapped up all the juice she could, enjoying the delicious taste. "Now suck my clit, baby, suck it the way you sucked Sulaiman's big hard cock," Sneha begged. Shanti freed the hard clit and fingered it, before putting her soft, full lips to the little red nub. She slid her mouth up and down its slippery length, stroking the other woman's pussy lips as she clit-sucked. As Sneha squealed in the throes of orgasm, Sulaiman pounced upon Shanti, taking her in his strong arms, and turning her around. "Now, let's fuck, Shanti," he said huskily. "Ohhh, yessss, Sulu! Fuck me good and hard!" the horny young woman shrieked. He stretched her out beneath himself and spread her legs. She grunted as he fucked into her with all his brute strength. Her cunt was tight, almost like a virgin's, and the young man moaned in appreciation of the good, tight fuck he was about to have. Shanti's body began to jerk violently as she started to hump up against him, losing control, fast and furiously. Their crotches slapped and her hips bounced hard against the bed. Her cunt was wet and tight around his prick, squeezing it harder and harder until the young man thought he would lose his mind from the sheer pleasure. Sulaiman slid his hands under Shanti's legs, just beneath her knees, doubling them back until her thighs were touching her tits. At the same time, he propped a pillow beneath her hips. The lewd position opened her cunt wide and allowed him to stroke into it easily and fully. He fucked into her with a pounding pace. Her hips began to jerk forward and up as he put it to her. She groaned, flailing her head back and forth on the bed with jets of ecstasy fired through his loins as he mastered her body, both pleasuring and paining her with the demands of his hard-riding prick. The three of them came together. Shanti's cunt spasm was in orgasm as her slut's cock spewed forth its heavy load of cum inside her. And, nearby, Sneha grinned as she finger-fucked her way to a mind-blowing come. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 14 le Sulaiman, Shanti, and Sneha were enjoying their three-way fuck, Shanti knew that this interlude was not enough and she needed more and what could be this more – her ass was tingling and lying on the mat next to the duo – she realized the hunk was immature for a real good afternoon siesta erotic anthology and Shanti wanted a long drawn erotic adventure and so quickly said good bye to both and made her way out of their place – find a Cab and quickly left for her place. She reached her place and was climbing the 4 floors to her apartment when a speedy jog on the stairs distracted her – a fair handsome man of 40 years – she remembered him, Aditya's Neighbor was running down in a pair of good looking T shirt and shorts and – they exchanged quick glances and smiles. "WoW- early today, care for a quick drive to the Mall – am in need of some groceries and Meena is not around" he quipped. Meena was Aditya's sister and this man was a bachelor – some miscued love affair. She looked straight into his eyes and left him thinking for a while and smiled at him " No Sir – I am a bit tired – want to take rest – how about a nice cup of coffee whenever you a free?" she had met him couple of times last week when Meena was strolling with him and once when they were in the lift while going to work. She found him rather attractive. And her temptation for the hard dick was immense and making alliances with men an easy affair – Shanti was known to make quick liaisons with men than those men thinking of making it with women – their imagination and mind was slower compared to her actual accomplishment on acquiring male friends. "Sure – let us – where your place or mine -?" "Mine – come over once you are back from the Mall" – she gave him the seductive look with sweat developing around her lips droplets of course and the saree slipped to the side giving him a fair and easy appealing exposure to the cleavage mauled by the duo a few hours back – the bites on her boobs were still hurting – though sweetly – and Sulaiman's juices were drying up on her crevices down below and itching – she needed to freshen up if this was going to be the quick next round sexual bout – she wanted to be a lily for this man. She also wished he had the cock of her dreams. It was a matter of time she will add the 24th man in her life who will sleep with her – Sulaiman was the 23rd – she was the slut of the colony and her lovers were all obsessed and enamored and excited to be drilling in her holes. She was looking forward to this exciting afternoon when she noticed Mala and Meena – this man's sister (and suddenly realized – she did not his name and was going to most likely indulge in a naked execution of lust and sexual dirt muck and scum calisthenics where the cock and the cunt /ass were to play together), she hoped he will suck and pluck on her ass. She wanted her anal orifice to be drilled. She wanted her lover to pay obeisance to the bung hole. And she knew the enema tool was to be used to make her lover fall for the small aperture – hook line and sinker. "I'm really glad you came over to visit your sister, I do not know your name yet What do I call you," Shanti drawled, handing her sexy hunk neighbor yet another drink. "What is in a name – people call me by many names – I am Markandeya Sharma, but am known as Mike." And as he said that, Mike's cock leaped into a full hard-on as he felt his neighbor's thighs pressed lewdly against her other – she was wearing a sexy multi colored with blue predominant in the polka gown and most likely panty less. She had a great body, and he had always wanted a female like her to fuck the winds out of the body and mind. Why not now and why not her – will she yield, the indications were she was willing – will it translate to the bout in reality or just fizzle away – he wanted her since the day he saw her the first time a week ago in the corridor talking to his nephew, he suspected she had something for him in her mind, was he right or just some dirty mind confabulation? That was obviously what he was after. Suddenly, Shanti moved her hand and stroked his hand and looked into his eyes directly and slowly brushed his eye brows and touched his bulging cheeks. "You must be 30 or whereabouts –?" she was obviously taking him up the vine yard. "No dear not that young – I am 42 years old but look young, maybe because did not plunge into marriage and get into the rigmarole of regular hackneyed boring daily chore of a nagged married man – saved me the blues and has left me to look young" "Wow! You're sure magic! Did all women with whom you flirt do that to you, Neighbor Mike?" she asked innocently. "Neighbor – oh no – I know you will be in your early twenties but still don't call me Neighbor but yes you sure did, and you know it, you little tease! Don't know about other women" he growled, downing the remainder of his drink. "In that case, let's become more familiar with each other " Shanti suggested, watching the virile young old man hotly. In a matter of seconds, the two had completely removed any more distance he was kissing her all over leaving saliva on her eyelids, face cheeks and finally smooching and finally kissing till the tongues got tired of twisting against each other – his and faced each other, breathing hard. She quietly removed his shorts and shirt and he was equally prepared, if she was pantyless, he was with no underwear and that was enormous – called the prick. She was salivating – her 3 months wait for a good long luxurious fuck was going to be answered – the pray was going to be a prey sitting in front of her and she did not want to lose this opportunity. Just then – her phone rang, since it was close to the place where he was sitting, he picked it and his twinkling eyes told her – he had concluded something, "Aditya? – my nephew?" he questioned. She took it from his hand – " What now Aditya, how is it going, what did you do at College today, come on, you cannot give up, you must tell her that – well, take the 1st step, after all, she will come around and if not – there are so many – don't lose heart "- and she kept on talking for a while before closing the call. "What now, Shanti? You seem to be calling all the shots, I am sure he is our Aditya, bewitched the young man, he will be just 18 years and I can see it in his eyes, he is completely lost in someone, now I know it is you" Mike murmured. Shanti grinned and decided to divert his attention, Aditya was an investment which she did not want to get into a discussion as of now so reaching out, she stroked the man's balls. Using the tip of her soft finger, she teased it along the stiffening underside of his prick as he stared at her big tits with their long, hard nips. Suddenly, the young slut fell to her knees and clamped down on Mike's fully erect cock. She stretched her mouth over his prick as if it were a lollipop. She slid down it with a slick motion that took her sexy mouth nearly to his balls. He gasped, feeling as if he had sunk into her belly. Then, she pulled back, her eyes wide, her entire body wriggling in ecstasy. "I love your body and want you to suck my boobs – the brown nipples and the aureoles and then tit fuck the hell out of this hard cock!" the woman squealed, finally pulling her mouth away from his raging hard-on. "Do it!" he demanded, hardly able to talk, he was so turned on. Shanti eagerly lay down on the carpeted floor on her back, beckoning to her neighbor to join her. With a groan of lust, Mike straddled her chest and fucked his mammoth cock into the sexy valley between the slut's big, firm tits. Her nipples were hard and they pulsed visibly. He fucked in and out of the silky tunnel between her heavy tits, loving the lewd sensation as she mashed her tits tight around his prick with her hands and the gown had become a sheer cloth now completely off her assets still on the body for the sake of it. He rocked into the trough, back and forth between those warm mounds pressed to his aching cock. The thick mass of his hard cock became an angry red blur of flesh that seared across her chest between the up-reaching hills of her tits. His balls throbbed as he drove his cock across that satiny expanse of flesh, enclosed by the mounds of her tits. It felt like a rare virgin fuck. His cock-head mushroomed even bigger as he saw her head tilting forward, closer and closer. Her pink tongue darted out and saliva drooled from the edges of her mouth, she bent forward to meet the head of her neighbor's cock. Again and again, his turgid prick jammed into the tit-tunnel, fucking in and out, pulsing along the silken passage as her eyes widened in delight and her mouth pressed nearer. With each expertly controlled roll forward, Mike made his cock pop out the end of the tunnel of the slut's tits and stare her in the face, the cum-slit oozing liquid. But before she could get a good fix on it, it disappeared back down the tunnel. "Oh, God, my lover Mike, you're driving me crazy!" she squealed. Her tongue flicked out farther, trying desperately to reach the man's prick. She longed to taste it and to swallow his pre-cum. Mike rammed his prick even harder between his niece's lush, firm tits until he could feel his cum sizzling hot in his balls.Shanti smacked her lips impatiently and watched. "Please, Mike, I want it!" she cried. He grinned and shoved his cock all the way down the tit tunnel toward her mouth. The drool streamed from her mouth as she closed her lips around its head. The young slut's entire body wriggled lewdly in a dance of lust as she sucked, loud, slurping noises escaping from her mouth. She plunged deeper down the immense length of her neighbor's prick, coating it with her saliva. She made love to the cock with her mouth, slithering along its considerable length, cupping the man's balls in her soft hands and juggling them obscenely. "Commmmmiiinnnggg!" Mike suddenly cried, unable to hold back any longer. He poured his cum into his niece's mouth and she eagerly, hungrily drank it all up. When he pulled his cock from her clasping mouth, it was still shooting. He sprayed her face with the rest of his jism. "Mmmm, delicious, Neighbor Mike," the young slut cooed as she scooped up the spilled cum with her fingers and licked it all off, grinning up at her neighbor. "Want to take a shower?" Shanti asked. "With you?" "Sure. I love to shower with a guy. I always have trouble soaping my back, you know," she said, laughing. The young slut followed her neighbor into the huge bathroom just off of the master bedrooms. It was all white marble with fixtures and it even sported a red velvet couch along one wall. Mike slid back the shower curtain and turned on the water, adjusting it for just the right temperature. Shanti stepped in, craning her head back to let the spray soak her cum-drenched face and run down her body. The water formed dew like bubbles on her tits and slicken her flat tummy, her thighs, and gently curving legs. As Mike moved into the shower with his niece, he found that he was already getting another hard-on. "Turned on again, Sir Mike?" Shanti asked delighted. "I was never turned off, you little slut," he said. "Turn around." She obediently turned and he lathered up a bar of soap and began to suds her back, running his hands in quick circles along her smooth back, down to her firm ass. The shower was soon filled with the strong fragrance of the soap and the more subtle aroma of sex. Mike's cock rose up high in front of him, red and throbbing. His niece's ass, lush and ripe, lured him forward. He edged his cock between her ass cheeks. "Mmm, how'd you get so big and hard so fast,Mike?" Shanti asked as her ass flesh yielded to the man's prick. "It wasn't any problem at all, baby, not with your sexy little body turning me on. Now ease back, baby," he muttered. She did what he told her, easing back, parting her ass cheeks and screwing the wet, inviting opening of her cunt on his cock head. Mike grunted and drove his prick harder up her, relishing the softness of her ass, which acted as a huge pillow for his invasion. He had never seen a female yet who didn't love to dog-fuck, and it was clear that Shanti was an old pro at it. "Ohhh, my dear Mike," she whimpered as she started to wheel around on his cock in great, convulsive, clockwise movements first. Then she whirled her cunt around in a counter-clockwise movement. While Shanti massaged the man's cock with her cunt, her trim little ass ground up against his muscular body. It was almost more than he could bear and he gritted his teeth tightly together in an effort to hold his orgasm back. He kept his prick snugly up her pussy, letting her do all the work, pumping and gyrating on his long prick. He slid his meaty hands around her waist and cupped her big tits, playing with them. Mike sodded his slut's pulsing tits with the soap. His fingers pinched her big nips, making them even stiffer as the young slut turned on more and more. "Oooh,Mike, your cock's getting even bigger!" the Tamil slut squealed with excitement. And it was true. Her clenching cunt was arousing the man so powerfully that, still inside her pussy, his prick was growing in length and thickness. "It's all your fault, baby," he moaned. He held onto her tits as if they were handles and rocked his thick mass of cock meat in and out of her grasping pussy. She used her strong, tight pussy muscles to hold him tight inside her before releasing him once again. She thrust the warm mounds of her ass up tight against his crotch as she fucked her neighbor. The hot water spraying them from the shower acted as both a cleanser and a lubricant as he rode her harder now, firing his hammering cock into her pussy as his hips smacked hard against the slick rise of her ass. In slow circles, he moved his hands around and around her tits, slippery from the soap and water, as their bodies slid to and fro in a frenzy of lust-filled fucking. "Oh, God, it feels sooo hot!" Shanti groaned. She lurched and more loud moans came from her mouth as she really fucked back hard now. She greedily skewered her pussy on her neighbor's cock, straining for release. Back and forth, she shoved her cunt-tunnel along the length of the man's fat cock. One each lunge, his body smacked powerfully into that juicy crease, cushioned only by the velvety hills of her ass. "I am going to fuck you hard, my beautiful sluttish whore!" he groaned. He threw his cock into her as hard as possible as his balls ached to spill their hot load. Wet, slushing sounds spread from her cunt-lips as his prick drew back before each of its hard plunges up her raw pussy-hole. He rammed his big cock forcefully in and out of her gaping pussy hole and it closed around his prick in a lewd grip. At the same time she thrust her ass back at him, impaling her cunt on his long, stiff prick. "Ohhh, yessss, fuck meeee, Mike!" the young slut moaned in ecstasy. Her lush, curving body shuddered and her firm thighs jerked as he shoved his cock into her relentlessly. His hard strokes split her ass and cracked her delicate, pink cunt wider as he fucked her. Her cunt-hole poured out a steady stream of juice, which dribbled out from between her bloated pussy-lips and trickled down her thighs. Shanti maneuvered her cunt downward so that her blood-engorged clit came in more direct contact along the path of her neighbor's long, thick cock-shaft. She shivered with pleasure as the man's cock-shaft rode over her enlarged clit both ways - forward and backward. Her ass bounced in rhythm with the cock-assault. Her moans grew louder and her body trembled more intensely as the two lovers fucked each other harder and faster. "Oh . . . soooo good, Neighbor Mike . . . don't stop . . . don't ever stop . . . keep fucking meeeee!" she cried. She shivered in pleasure and fuck-lust as he sawed his rock- hard cock into her. She opened and closed her burning cunt around her neighbor's prick, making him groan with excitement and the need to come. "I'm coming!" she panted finally. "I'm about to pop too, baby," he groaned. "Let's count, okay? One . . ." Shanti began. "One," he repeated. "Two," Shanti said, grinning with anticipation. "Threeeeeeee! Awwww, Shiiiit!" Mike yelled. "Now! Shoot your wad now!" the young slut screamed at the top of her lungs. She backed up hard against him in a continuing, lewd wiggle, then, suddenly, she felt her neighbor's cum shooting into her cunt and she exploded with her own orgasm and pleasure flooded through her and fountains of pussy-juice sprayed from her cunt-hole as she came, moaning and groaning all the while with a volley after hot volley of hot cum jerked into her, creaming her cunt so fully it overflowed, mixing with the shower water and her own slut-cum. When her orgasms had subsided, Shanti rinsed her neighbor's softening prick with soap and lovingly cleansed it. After a final wash-down with cold water, they stepped, shivering, from the shower. Then, they dried each other off and, grinning eagerly at each other, they moved toward the velvet couch, realizing that their fuck-session had only just begun. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 15 Shanti continued to milk the relationship with Mike but was totally unaware of the plans he was building – and she was not only unaware but also unprepared for the additional pleasure he would soon mount on her – anyways their alliance of sordid kind continued and he fucked her regularly after that but he could not forget that one incident of pleasure with the Tamil slut. On the one particular day that he remembered so well, both of them had spent the day together. First attending the New Year party on the 1st Jan at the Complex and then after lunch, they all went down to the beach for a break, Chennai weather was sultry and warm and it seemed forever before Mike and Shanti could slip away unnoticed from the crowd of their screaming Colony members, but they finally had, and ran off giggling into the garden to their very own pavilion of heaven. They said nothing until they reached the resort Mike had booked for the fuck and then as Shanti stood breathless in the doorway, Mike had thrown himself down on the couch which hwas built into one corner of the suite. "Come on over here," he said, patting the cushion beside him. Shanti moved to her young boyfriend and looked down on him. "You know, if I didn't love you so much, I'd be afraid to be here alone with you." She smiled gently and let him draw her down on the couch. She kissed him passionately, and he felt his cock stir unbelievably at her tantalizing closeness. He reached a hand around behind her, pulled her light blouse from her loosely fitting saree, and teased a hand along the ridge of her spine. "Mike, we shouldn't, not now!" she cried, breaking off her kiss and attempting to pull away from him. "What do you mean, we shouldn't. We've fucked before," he said, refusing to release his strong grip on her voluptuous young body. "Someone may come and find us," she answered. "There will be no one coming, I know. But of course, if you don't want me to . . ." He sneaked his hand further up her back, caressing her seductively. He brought his other hand up and rubbed her bra clad tittles sensuously through the light blouse. He drew her to him and buried a teasing kiss on her soft neck and under her chin. "You know I want us to fuck as much as you do, and you are right, this is the first time we have been alone in weeks." Shanti laughed, as he continued his maddening caresses. Shanti threw her weight against him, pushing him down under her onto the couch, covering him with her slender body. She laughed, and worked her hand up between their bodies to his crotch and began kneading his semi-aroused prick forcefully. "Okay, my stud," she whispered huskily in his ear. "How do you like that?" Mike laughed a throaty laugh, and rolled her off him and onto the floor of the beach pavilion, his swelling cock already pressing painfully against his tight pants. Then he slid his hand up under her skirt and along the soft, warm flesh of her inner thigh, and Shanti giggled, no longer trying to stop him. With thumb and forefinger thrust under the narrow crotch band of her panties, he slowly spread apart the soft, hair-lined lips of her wetly glistening pussy. Shanti lay back holding her breath, offering no more than token resistance to his hands coursing over her voluptuous body. The exquisite feeling of air rushing over the bud of her clit rippled through her now jellylike muscles and out into the nipples of her excitedly throbbing tits, and her thighs relaxed and parted loosely as she rolled toward her lover with a low surrendering moan. Her hand moved across his pants, opened his fly, and clasped his heavily throbbing cock. Then her fingers, of their own volition, pushed his shorts aside and brought the huge shaft out of its prison, out until it stood up menacingly and erect, her small fingers wrapping themselves lovingly around it. "Oooooohhh, that's it, Shanti," Mike grunted. He undid his belt and top trouser button, and allowed her to slide his pants down, and then his shorts, and now he was lying naked on the pavilion floor. She stroked and caressed his hotly throbbing cock, manipulating the long foreskin up and down over the pulsing head, then she slid her hand down his long shaft to its base and then below to reverently cup and squeeze his cum-filled balls, holding them with inherent affection, then trailing back up to pinch at his prick with tiny, nipping pressures. Her hips ground of their own volition down against the pavilion floor and she heard her own purring, animal-like sounds emitting softly from between her teeth. Then, suddenly, a picture of herself moaning under the manipulations of her beloved Mike crashed into her thoughts, and she paused, disconcerted by this vision. "Oh, sweetheart . . . it's good!" Mike moaned. Shanti resumed her caressing of his magnificent cock and she was pleased that finally she could make herself and Mike happy in this manner. She asked herself wildly how she could be so sexually aroused in so short a time. It must be because she had waited so long for this. She tried to sort out her confusion, but then her thoughts were drawn irresistibly back to the feel of Mike's huge, jerking cock, swelling unbelievably now under her fascinated gaze. She couldn't believe it, and yet it was true. She couldn't keep from touching his incredibly massive shaft and thrilling to the knowledge that soon it would be fucking into her cunt. What's happening to me, she thought suddenly. I should not be doing this. But I can't stop myself . . . I want to touch his cock! Even now! I have to touch it . . . ooooooh, God! I have to! Mike lay on his back, not touching her now, luxuriating in the submission that had fully overtaken her. She was kissing his neck, his cheek, his ears and eyes and lips, her hot, wet little tongue licking at him wildly, not knowing or caring any longer what spell had come over her, her glazed mind filled only with the sight of his hugely throbbing cock. Shanti stood up from the floor, not caring that the obscenely gleaming eyes of the man she would soon marry were on her. She stepped out of her skirt and pulled off her skimpy blouse, and then continued as if prodded by some unseen force. Her sensuously throbbing tits seemed to beg for touching. She paused and smoothed her hands carefully over them, touching her ruby brown nipples in guarded wonderment. Oh God, that felt so good! Shanti took a deep breath, and then rolled down her flimsy wet panties and allowed her hands to slowly travel back up her long slim legs and thighs and touch delicately at the lining of her soft-edged pussy. Mike was mesmerized as always with the breathtaking loveliness of the young slut. Her sleek, firm body was an entrancing combination of swelling tits and thighs, and he gaped at the golden-colored silken curls that she was exploring gently with her fingers now at the junction of her slightly spread thighs. The thin, brown hair-lined slit running the full length of her nakedly displayed pussy caused his mouth to water, and his tongue licked his lips with anticipation. "Get down by my prick," Mike ordered, confident now of the aroused young Tamil harlot's willingness to do anything he said, watching her softly trembling tits dance alluringly and her voluptuously rounded ass cheeks sway obscenely as she crawled on all fours to his command, her beautiful long Tamil harlot curls pouring down over her shoulders. "Lick my cock, Shanti. Put my cock in your mouth and suck it, suck it . . . suck it . . .split my balls and suckle them" he commanded. Even though she thought that this was not right, she loved Mike so much that she would do anything to please him. She had even let Mike screw her before they were married, a thing that her parents would not approve of, but she loved him so that it did not matter. Shanti finally found solace for the 3 month exile from sexual contact and did not lose a minute to enjoy herself – her sexual needs were urgent and they had to be fulfilled, she was for a normal human in her neighborhood a religious god fearing celibate but her needs of the carnal kinds, she needed an outlet and here to quench the same finally, she lavished Mike's quivering shaft with her warm, wet tongue, brushing and grazing it along its wide underside to its hardened cockhead, washing, playing, kissing with long hungry strokes, then back down to its base and to the dark pubic hair and then lower, down around the distended lust-swollen sac of his balls, hot from his boiling cum. Her first taste of her lover's swollen prick instigated wild tremors of delight in her voluptuous young body, and she uncontrollably balanced herself on one arm while she reached back with her other and slowly, tenderly felt her tits and nipples, belly and thighs. Mmmmmmmm . . . Shanti was growing wild with frenzy, her belly and cunt churning now with a spasm need that she had never dreamed existed and which was driving her to the point of a mind-bending cum. God . . . she loved this! Finally but slowly and now she dealt with her desire – the desire to eat the scrotum of Mike and quickly she trailed her tongue back over Mike's balls and along the heavy shaft to its throbbing head, and with a tiny groan, slipped her lips wetly down over it. God! She wanted to suck his lewd cum-juice far into her throat and belly! Shanti began to suck and lick in earnest now, and though a small shudder of resistance at what she had allowed herself to do passed through her momentarily, she realized that she loved the taste of Mike's cock. She felt the short, wiry hair of his loins against her chin and lips, his balls sweeping against her, and as greater sensations of abandoned ecstasy grew to burn her pussy still hotter, nothing mattered but the sweet agony of the lewd desires which began to ripple through her naked flesh. Shanti didn't hear the steps walking up to the room in the suite, she was not even aware that the main door had been deliberately left open, and didn't notice the figure which slipped quickly inside to stare down at them. But Mike opened his eyes to discover his older friend standing in fascination as he watched Shanti's naked form crouched salaciously over the huge, rock-hard cock reaching up into her wetly caverned mouth. He grinned lewdly, and came over to where she strained and pumped to milk her lover's painfully aching balls of their hotly building juice and in doing so quench the raging fire of lust consuming her insides. The sight of Mike's heavily pulsing cock buried deep between the lips of the slut's widely oval lips increased his obscenely aroused fascination, and he hissed out his breath as he saw her take her hand, which she had been running over her own body, and use it to massage the soft resilient skin of Mike's balls, then tantalizingly stroke the base of his shaft as she continued to suck rhythmically up and down. Mike looked up to see his friend Shantanu right above them, and read the unmistakable lust written all over his face. Shanti's so hot now, she won't mind if somebody else joins in, he thought. He looked at Shantanu and nodded to him. He laughed as he saw the expression of surprise, and then, uncontrollable lust crease the face of his friend. "Come on, join in," he laughed. Shanti drew her mouth away from Mike's cock long enough to see who stood above her, but then Mike turned her head back around. "Suck, Shanti, keep sucking me. My friend is just going to make things a little bit better for you!" Shanti's mind reeled at first in disbelief, and yet she sensed a quick shock of excitement course through her unprotected loins at the same time. Could it be possible that she could want Mike's friend at the same time as Mike? My God, what was happening to her! Quickly Shantanu shed his clothes and then stood with his long jutting cock throbbing out in front of him. He grabbed Shanti's flailing brown ass cheeks and leaned down over her back, thrusting his cock roughly up against the nakedly defenseless crevice of her smoothly curved ass cheeks. The narrowly expanded cunt slit was visibly throbbing with its lips parted anxiously, its wet brown red pink lips held together by the squirming of her thighs up against his hungry loins. Shanti could not see the face hovering over her ass, but her passion-filled mind was aware of Shantanu behind her, aware of what he wanted to do to her while she was so desperately sucking Mike's prick. She felt the full length of her nakedly spread pussy pulsing anxiously. What she was allowing to be done to her was the absolute opposite of everything she had stood for, everything she had believed in being! Fucking Mike was one thing, but letting Shantanu fuck her at the same time that she was sucking Mike was wrong. But she had to have the two hardened male cocks fucking into her at the same time. She had to . . . but it was so depraved! Shanti flexed her aching cunt muscles together in a last attempt to evade the dual ravishment, but neither that nor her mental denials of her sanity helped to ward off the lust-incited Shantanu Narain. Her brain was a maze of distorted thoughts, and she couldn't apply what thinking capacities she had to anything but what was being shoved up into her pussy -Shantanu's hugely invading prick. The throb of her hot, juicy pussy walls seemed to incite his large, alien cock even more, and it plowed its way deeper into her vainly resisting cunt hole. She felt the walls of her cringing pussy clasp around it and she sensed it's every fleshy ridge as it filled her cunt. Oh God, this wasn't right! Her mind kept repeating over and over, but she knew it was, and the pungent odors of Mike's dick slithering lewdly in and out of her tightly oval lips stung her flared nostrils and she began to insanely run her tongue faster over his pumping shaft and bulging head. She might be sick, she thought crazily, but she didn't want this to stop. Her cock-stretched cunt contracted involuntarily as the lascivious thought raced out of control through her lust-fogged mind. Then Shantanu drew the slut harder to his loins by grasping her hips with his clawing fingers and jerking her backward. He felt her wet slippery cunt hole flower open more to receive his huge pole to greater and greater depths. The cords on her neck and her lips around Mike's cock were hard and tense as she writhed beneath the two monstrous pricks which skewered her naked young body cruelly between them. "Oooooooooohhhhhhh," she mewled, her mouth still taut around Mike's relentlessly screwing cock. "Ohhhh, yes . . . yes . . ." Her words were muffled and indistinct, but deeply felt, for all control of her body was gone. "Beg me to cunt in your mouth, Shanti," Mike said, continuing to fuck his shaft into her wetly quivering throat. "Ohhhhh, yes, fuck me! Fuck your cock in my cunt, Shantanu and yes, darling Mike, cum in my mouth!" she groaned, the thought of her own lips spewing out those lewd desires sending new lascivious thrills reeling through her. Shanti was hopelessly impaled between Shantanu's hard-driving cock in her pussy and Mike's cock shoved tightly up into her mouth, and now, moaning and mewling between them, she began to twist and squirm wantonly under the double ravishment and thrust up against both men more urgently. Her small white teeth nibbled her lover's prick as it surged with increasing tempo into her hungrily sucking mouth, and she clenched her thighs in a warm milking action against the pillaging cock methodically screwing her hungrily gripping cunt hole. The ecstasy of the moment rose within Shanti as she tried to suck with the massive pole fucking her from behind, and as it slammed harder and harder into her cunt, the lust-hardened shaft caressing the smooth wet walls of her pussy, the blunt tip would batter her sensitive cervix and pummel it hard. The pavilion was lighting up in strange colors for the slut, blinding and flashing and mingling with the electrifying shocks that were shooting through her body to the seeming depths of her very being. Mike felt the softness of her tongue swirling around the apex of his cock and flicking magically all around his shaft, and he flexed his ass, watching the slut's Tamil harlot head bob lewdly up and down as she worked her mouth around his fucking prick. It was a fantastic sight, he thought, watching it, though he wondered why she didn't choke. Great whorls of lust-impassioned heat were building deep in his cum-swollen balls and he could see tiny rivulets of perspiration rolling in thin droplets from Shanti's firm, white-skinned body, as she bucked between him and his friend like a bitch in heat. Suddenly Shantanu groaned aloud and wailed, "Fuck harder! Fuck back, Shanti, I'm about ready to blow my balls! Ohh . . . fuck back! Fuck back! God!" Shanti responded immediately, wallowing obscenely in her pleasurable but debasing subjugation, raising her hotly quivering ass cheeks up against the man's thickly expanding cock, driving it back inside her, deep up into her naked belly, sending vibrations of lewd delight coursing through her laboring young body. She was completely helpless to stop herself, and she knew it. She was punishing herself, openly feeling she deserved this painful fucking, for her loins were on fire more than ever, and she was forced to feed her seething hunger with all of the abandonment of a common whore. She deserved this, deserved this! And anything else they cared to do! "Aaaaaaaoooooohhhhh!" Mike screamed at her, and in a wild, maniacal need for fulfillment, Shanti sucked his hugely throbbing dick like a wanton whore, and the hotly pummeling instrument disappeared into a strange, lengthening fusion with her face as Mike fucked with hollowing ass cheeks, sinking his cock far into the slut's mouth until his wiry pubic hair brushed the tip of her nose. His softly dangling balls danced lewdly, slapping in unison with his pounding thrusts hard against her upraised chin. Then, his cum rolling out of his balls like a thundercloud out of the sky, Mike suddenly jerked his cock from her sucking lips and held the throbbing red shaft in his hands only inches away from her lewdly oval mouth. "Oh, no, Mike . . . please, I want it! I must have it!" pleaded the stricken slut, groaning with the agonizing and overpowering fire of unfulfilled lust fanning out of control in her pulsating cunt, and she tried to pull him to her, her mouth gaping obscenely at his wildly jumping prick. But before she could close her widely oval lips over his cock again, it began to spew hot, slippery cum directly into the dark searching cavern of her mouth, and the thick, quick spurts streamed milk-like from the swollen cockhead, filling her waiting mouth to the brim. She swallowed voraciously, trying not to lose a drop of the hot, lust-inciting fluid as her throat bobbed up and down, rapidly attempting to keep up with the wildly ejaculating rod. Behind the shamelessly swallowing young slut, Shantanu Narain could feel cum boiling inside his own lust-heated balls as they beat wildly against Shanti's upturned ass cheeks. He grunted savagely and quickened his stroke, fucking hard and deep until his cock bored far up into the hidden recesses of her quivering womb. "Ooooohhh! Ooooohhh!" Shanti screamed. She wasn't ashamed because she was enjoying it more than she had ever enjoyed fucking before. Nothing mattered to her now but the delicious waves of stormy feeling deep in her cunt as Shantanu's thickly swollen dick drove in and out of her hungrily clutching pussy until the blood-engorged head collided with her cervix deep inside with every powerful in-fuck. Then suddenly, she shivered beneath him. "Oooooohhh!" she cried "Ooooohhh, yessss, I'm cummmmmiiinnng . . . ooooooohhhh! I'm cuummmmiinnng!" With a deep-throated groan her body stiffened and began vibrating uncontrollably, wet white cum gushing from the throbbing passage and drowning Shantanu's hugely impaling member with its slippery heat. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 15 Then Shantanu went berserk as she grunted out her mind-shattering cum against his heated cock, her body jerking spasmodically up against him. His harshly kneading hands pulled the widespread cheeks of her trembling ass hard up against his grinding pelvis and he rammed his exploding hardness all the way to the hilt into the depths of her wildly sucking cunt. Shanti thought her insides were about to split as she felt the head of the deep-sunk prick flex and flare into a hugeness that threatened to tear into her belly. Then, suddenly, he erupted, his thick hot liquid shooting deep up into her wildly stretched womb, mixing deliciously with her own pussy juices. Her mind whirled in a seemingly endless cum as the burning, powerful gushes surged deep inside her, filling her to overflowing with its hot slick whiteness. The hot, drenched walls of her cunt clasped and unclasped around it working and milking his rod as though trying to milk him dry. Cum juice flowed wetly out around his still fucking cock, flooding wetly over his balls and the base of his prick as he fucked relentlessly up into her. Brilliant flashes of light filled Shanti's head as she breathed in short, desperate gasps, their mingled juices flowing in unchecked spurts down between her writhing legs. Reaching frantically back between her thighs with both hands to milk desperately at his lewdly dancing balls, she felt the giant cock still continuing to throb and flex, jerking its completion in hot white spurts, filling her womb and further soaking the cum- drenched pussy hair it was buried in. "Ooooohhh . . . feels . . . so . . . gooooooodddd . . .!" she screamed. The starving inner folds of her cunt sucked fiercely at the lurching cock until it finally gave one last spasmodic jerk and lay limp inside her nakedly quivering belly. The exhausted man collapsed across her body, feeling her insides still gushing forth around his rapidly deflating prick. At last, she too gave a final jerk and trembled to stillness. Her firm, perfectly sculpted body felt drained of everything, her belly filled to the bursting point with their hot slippery cum juices. Shantanu lay still for a moment, trying to recover his strength, then slowly pulled his softened cock out of her totally sated pussy. He could see the soaking wet slit of her cunt glistening wetly, the insides of her thighs heavily smeared with the white hot juice that dripped in tiny rivulets out of her pussy to form a wet, lewd pool beneath her. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 16 Shanti was excited. She knew that an entire weekend of fucking and sucking a trio of hot men was in her immediate future. Of course, Tamil slut became very excited whenever sex figured into her daily schedule. She would be spending the weekend at a cabin in one of Ooty's forests, with three of her gang-bang partners. Joining her for what promised to be a fuck-fest would be Ratan (her main boyfriend), as well as Sulaiman and Venkat. Shanti's original intention was for more men to make the trip up to the cabin with her. But unfortunately, only three partners were available. Ratan, Sulaiman and Venkat did not seem to mind that the others could not make the trip. Without the others, all three guys knew that they would have more of Shanti's hot body for themselves. They, of course, liked that. It was about a two hour drive from Shanti's apartment in suburban Seattle to the secluded cabin in the forest. With a few suitcases packed, the 24-year-old woman waited for Ratan, Sulaiman and Venkat to show up at her place. Wanting to stay on her good side, they all grabbed her bags of luggage and loaded them into the van for her after their arrival. Once the group set out on the road, Shanti was seated in the front seat of the van, as Ratan drove it, while Sulaiman and Venkat sat in the back. Neither of the two in the back of the van could keep their eyes off of Shanti. She was wearing a skintight pair of jeans and a flower-print blouse which hugged and clutched her large breasts wonderfully. Knowing the guys were watching her, Shanti decided to tease them a little by playing with her long Tamil slut hair. The flirty demeanor she displayed while chatting with Ratan was almost too much for Sulaiman and Venkat to handle."Why don't you come back here, and keep us company?" Venkat said to Shanti, breaking her conversation with Ratan. As he drove the van, Ratan growled and then glanced back at the two men for an instant. "GUYS! Can't you wait until we get up to the cabin?" Venkat and Sulaiman looked at each other for a moment. Then, Sulaiman peered at Ratan and replied, "No." Ratan shook his head. "This isn't fair. You guys get to have Shanti all for yourselves, while I drive the van." "Someone has to drive," Venkat told him, shrugging his shoulders. "Might as well be you." Again, Ratan shook his head. "Oh, alright. Just to be sure not to wear Shanti out. I want some of her for myself." Shanti flashed her main boyfriend a lusty smile. "Oh, no need to worry about me getting worn out." She giggled while reaching over and gently rubbing her hand along his crotch. "I'll make sure YOU GET YOURS once we get up to the cabin." Ratan gulped at her promise. Then, he started driving a bit faster. He could not make it to the cabin soon enough! Venkat extended a hand for Shanti and she took it, then she stepped into the back of the van. Dimly lit and not that spacious, it would nonetheless accommodate what Shanti and the two guys had in mind. The men had already thought ahead too; as there was an old mattress upon the van's floor. The Tamil slut bombshell purred with lust as Sulaiman wrapped both hands around one of her firm thighs and caressed it. Venkat took a seat a couple of feet away from Sulaiman, then both men motioned for Shanti to sit down between them. Smiling, Tamil slut plopped down between the two studs and curled herself against their strong bodies. A bit jealous, Ratan stole quick glances of the action behind him while driving along the interstate. "Little Shanti Sleaze," Sulaiman moaned as he turned her face toward his, and kissed her gently. "Always eager to please." The slut moaned at the nasty nickname; she enjoyed Sulaiman's creativity. "Big Burly Sulaiman," she giggled, coming up with a moniker out of the blue. "Always eager to use his dick!" Sulaiman laughed in desire at Shanti's creativity. He had been calling her catchy nicknames for almost a year now, but this was the first time she had returned with one of her own for him. "Oh, Little Shanti CumSlut..." He kissed her yet again, diving his tongue deep into her wonderful mouth. Meanwhile, Venkat listened to the exchange of nicknames with a smile upon his face. It reminded him why he loved Shanti so much. Shanti was so angelic and beautiful on the outside, but at the same time, she could be very nasty on the inside. What better combination for a woman to have? Venkat grabbed a nice handful of Shanti's left breast and squeezed it through the thin blouse she wore. In response, the slut broke her kiss with Sulaiman and then pressed her lips hard against Venkat'. The two shared their tongues, as Sulaiman decided to paw and grope Shanti's right breast with his hand. The vixen moaned in passion between her two studs as they rubbed and pinched her ample breasts. "Too bad you can't be back here to enjoy Shanti with us!" Sulaiman exclaimed to Ratan, who drove the van. "Shut the hell up..." he grumbled in return. Ratan was still very unhappy that Sulaiman and Venkat got to play with Shanti while he drove the van. It just wasn't fair... Sulaiman laughed at Ratan's response but then felt Shanti's right hand rubbing against his crotch. Realizing that there was an erection in his jeans, Sulaiman looked over and watched Shanti and Venkat as they continued to kiss each other. Shanti kept rubbing Sulaiman's crotch as he planted a kiss on her exposed neck and cheek. Meanwhile, both men continued to grope and fondle her breasts with their hands. Wanting to keep both guys equally happy, Shanti broke the kiss with Venkat and re-attached her lips to Sulaiman's. Both sighed as their tongues came into contact and slid together inside Sulaiman's mouth. Meanwhile, Venkat started to unbutton the front of Shanti's flower-print blouse. Tamil slut moaned with passion as she felt one of Venkat' hands slip inside her open blouse and squeeze one of her bra-covered breasts. Still kissing her, Sulaiman also slid a hand underneath Shanti's thin blouse and squeezed away at a full, luscious melon. Her passions igniting, Shanti writhed between the two men as they continued to feel her up. Next, she slipped her left hand into Venkat' lap and then rubbed his crotch. With her right hand working on Sulaiman's crotch, the 24-year-old female now rubbed a different male erection with each hand. Sulaiman slid his hand from inside Shanti's blouse down to her hips. He squeezed her ass for a moment then ran his strong palm over her firm upper thigh. Shanti squealed in lust as both guys continued to work her over. Ratan shook his head in the front seat, listening to the sounds of passion coming from the back of the van. Why couldn't he be back there, to enjoy the fun himself? The vivacious Tamil slut sighed as Venkat slipped her blouse off. She responded to that action by first breaking her kiss with Sulaiman, then smashing Venkat' mouth her own. Sulaiman smiled, admiring Shanti's large, plump breasts and the tiny white bra which concealed them. Then he opened his hand, and rubbed his palm against Shanti's jeans-clad crotch. As a result, the woman's pussy tingled with pure excitement. "I want one of your cocks," Shanti sighed as she broke the kiss with Venkat. "I don't care which." Both men looked at one another. Sulaiman conceded, "She can give you a blowjob, Venkat. I got something else in mind." Venkat smiled as he scooted over to the mattress on the van's floor and lay down upon it. Shanti got onto her hands and knees, then crawled over to Venkat and started tugging away at his jeans. She giggled while doing so, and finally ripped open Venkat' denims then unloosed his belt. The slut growled with desire as she reached into Venkat's briefs and pulled out his massive erection. On her hands and knees, hunched over his cock, Shanti took its full length between her pouty red lips and began eagerly sucking away. At the same time, she frigged his hard cock with her right hand, stroking its base up and down at a feverish pace. Meanwhile, Sulaiman was rubbing and groping Shanti's upturned ass, as she was hunched on her hands and knees over Venkat. "Little Shanti FuckSlut," he grinned while pawing her bottom. In response, the slut giggled and twitched her ass at Sulaiman, enjoying the feel of his strong hands upon her. Sulaiman loved the sight of Shanti's Tamil slut head as it bobbed up and down over Venkat' cock, her right hand busily frigging its thick base. Sulaiman gave Shanti's cute ass a hard slap with his own hand, which brought forth an excited squeal from her and she twitched her bottom at him again, which only caused his erection to become stronger and thicker. "Oh yeah... Oh yeah, baby..." Venkat moaned as his cock received a magnificent workout from Shanti's mouth. "Yeah... That's it... Just the way I like it..." Encouraged by his words, Tamil slut increased her tempo and sucked his cock even harder. In fact, she tried to swallow the fat instrument down her hungry little throat. "Little Shanti ButtSlut," Sulaiman smirked as he continued to paw and grope her jeans-clad bottom. Still bitter in the front seat, Ratan stole occasional glances of the heated action as he continued to drive along. As she continued to suck away on Venkat' cock, Shanti's hand was frigging its thick base so fast that it was almost a blur. The slut felt Venkat' cock pulsate in her mouth - she knew that he was very close to an orgasm. Meanwhile, Sulaiman had unbuttoned Shanti's jeans and then slid the skintight denims down her shapely hips and thighs. He got rid of her pink sneakers first, then whipped off her jeans and silk panties as well. With the exception of a skimpy white bra, Shanti was now nude in the back of the van. Sulaiman grinned as he prodded her tight, puckered anus with his fingertip. "Little Shanti CockSlut... Oh, how she loves to take one up the butt." Delighted, the Tamil Iyer, normally known to her own people as a ptious homely woman but now a nymphomaniac giggled at the nasty reference to anal sex as she continued to suck away at Venkat' cock. Sulaiman spread her ass cheeks with both hands and then licked her tiny anus with his tongue. In response, Shanti wailed out in passion/surprise - she did not expect that from him. But this is what she had been always wanting - victory and her dominance over the lust of man for woman, make him lick and munch her anus - Aaah - how much she loved the man in her bung hole - his tongue more than his dick. Sulaiman's finger replaced his tongue on her anus, then his mouth moved lower and started to feast upon her sweet pussy. Shanti writhed in passionate approval at all of this great attention - she was sucking a fat cock while getting her pussy eaten and anus fingered, all at the very same time. Not for long, though... Venkat screamed as his cock erupted like a volcano in Shanti's hot mouth. Tamil slut and slut Shanti clamped her lips tight around his pulsating erection, wanting to make sure that none of his sweet cum escaped. Shanti gagged for a short second, as her mouth nearly overflowed with all the tasty fuck-juice. But she recovered, and eventually guzzled the entire batch of sperm down her hungry little throat. Much to Shanti's delight, not a single drop leaked from her mouth. Venkat moaned passionately in the aftermath as Shanti's lips finally detracted from his shaft. Not to be forgotten was Sulaiman though, as he continued to feast upon the slut's pussy and finger her anus at the same time. Up and down, side to side, Sulaiman's wet tongue traced every single recess of Shanti's succulent pussy. She moaned and winced at the heated pleasure that Sulaiman brought her. In the front seat, Ratan's cock was so hard and erect in his jeans that it actually hurt and the sounds of hot passion coming from the back of the van was really turning him on. It was difficult for him to adequately concentrate on the road, but he somehow managed to do so, Venkat unsnapped Shanti's bra and nearly ripped it off as the slut continued to moan and wail under Sulaiman's finger prodding and tongue. With Shanti's breasts free now, each globe shimmered and shook in a most erotic way while she writhed and panted - still on her hands and knees. "OHHHHH..." Shanti exclaimed, in pure lust. "OH SULAIMAN! OHHHH I need you to fuck me... FUCK ME NOW!" Not able to ignore such a request from his desire of a slut Shanti who was a beautiful woman, Sulaiman tore off all of his clothing and flipped Shanti onto her back. He positioned himself between her widespread thighs and almost immediately, thrusted his cock between the tight confines of her intoxicating pussy. "FUUUUUUCK!" Shanti screamed at the very top of her lungs as Sulaiman started to hammer himself in and out of her. A temporary voyuer, Venkat felt his own cock getting hard again. Watching Shanti get fucked like the true slut that she was definitely registered as a major turn-on for him. Tamil slut continued to scream and moan under the intense assault of Sulaiman's massive shaft as it piston in and out of her slit. He was pounding her with all of his strength, as his body slapped violently against hers. That is just how Shanti liked her sex - hard, and physical. Unfortunately for Shanti, however, Sulaiman suddenly withdrew his cock from her pussy. In response, she looked up at him, a mixture of disappointment and confusion upon her lovely face. That expression soon faded away though, as Sulaiman quickly scooted himself forward until he was standing on his knees, astride Shanti's flat stomach. Sulaiman fisted his shaft and aimed it at her pair of large, firm breasts. Shanti squealed in glee and cupped her melons, thinking that Sulaiman was going to whack himself off above her until he reached an orgasm. That, of course, would result in a very pleasurable cum shower for her. However, that was not the exact thing on Sulaiman's mind. "I'm going to tit-fuck you," he told her in a raging tone. "I'm going to fuck your breasts and cum all over you." Shanti squealed again more happy now, she definitely preferred this to him simply whacking off above her. But at the same time, that wouldn't be too bad, either. Sulaiman squatted down while Shanti sat up at a very slight angle. Still fisting his shaft, Sulaiman aimed its tip directly at Shanti's cleavage. At the same time, Tamil slut grabbed hold of the outer sides of her breasts. Sulaiman smiled while placing his cock directly into her cleavage. Shanti squeezed her breasts together, which trapped Sulaiman's stiff member between them. Sensations swirled through Sulaiman as luscious breast flesh powerfully squeezed his cock. "OH YEAH," the man said, enjoying this activity. Shanti giggled and tilted her head all the way forward, then extended her tongue. Sulaiman responded by thrusting his hips forward, sliding the tip of his fat erection from her mashed-together cleavage to her mouth. Shanti smiled while giving his cockhead a long and sweeping lick, over the next minute or so, Shanti kept her tongue out while Sulaiman thrust his cock back and forth between her sweet cleavage. Still pressing her breasts together, Shanti would give his prick a big swipe with her tongue on each forward upstroke. The amount of pressure on Sulaiman's massive tool as he stroked it between her mashed-together breasts was too intense to even try and describe. Shanti screamed in passionate surprise as she felt Venkat maneuver himself between her outstretched thighs. She had almost forgotten about him! Shanti could not see because Sulaiman's body was directly in front of her, but Venkat nonetheless flipped her legs up and then pressed his full erection against the heated entrance of her pussy. Venkat punched himself into her, and both individuals let out a wild moan in response. He held her legs high and wide apart, then started to thrust himself in and out of her at a steady speed. Shanti was in heaven! As one man squatted over her midriff and fucked her breasts with his cock, another took care of her pussy with his own cock! Her body rumbled and vibrated under the double assault, as she still pressed her breasts together, mashing them against Sulaiman's erection. Once all three started to scream and moan in unison, Ratan could not help but to take another glance at the action from the front seat of the van. His cock was in pain! It hurt so much in his jeans! If Ratan could have had one wish at this point in time, it would have been that someone else was driving the van. That way, he could be in the back with Shanti. He could not wait to get his hands on her. One thing was for sure, though. Once they reached the cabin, Ratan was going to give his naughty girlfriend a good, hard fucking. There was no doubt about it. Meanwhile, as Shanti continued to have her breasts and pussy fucked by two different men, she thought of what it would be like if the van had glass walls. Wouldn't that be cool?, the slut thought to herself. If the van had glass walls, all of the other motorists on the interstate could watch Shanti as she got hammered by two guys at the same time. They could drive along and masturbate to the sight of her. The mere idea of being a "slut on display" like that really appealed to Shanti. If she had one wish that would be it... Sulaiman screamed in passion as he suddenly pulled his cock from Shanti's cleavage and then aimed it blindly at her. His eyes closed, a torrid spurt of cum shot out and splattered over Shanti's neck and shoulders. The slut opened her mouth wide and extended her tongue, wanting to taste his release. The next jet of sperm, another huge one, splashed out and soaked her large pair of breasts and upper chest. Sulaiman then simply released the flood gates. Gobs of sperm flew in all different directions as the man furiously pumped it out of his cock. The gooey juice landed all over Shanti's upper body - especially her face and hair. The Tamil slut giggled in total lust beneath him, while she smeared his thick seed onto her skin with her hands. Once Sulaiman rolled away, Venkat knew that he had Shanti all for himself - at least for the time being. He had continued to pump himself in and out of her pussy, even during the heated cum shower upon her from Sulaiman. Venkat leaned forward slightly, still pumping into her, but then gasped once he got a good look at her. Shanti's upper body was completely saturated with sperm. That was an understatement. Her long Tamil slut hair, usually very nice and stylish, was stuck together in messy, sticky clumps and gobs of cum hung from her chin and dripped down onto her neck and shoulders, and the mattress below. Her 36d-sized breasts glistened with sperm, as did her midriff. "KEEP FUCKING ME!" Shanti demanded. His desire fueled even more by the nasty sight beneath him, Venkat moved into the missionary position and resumed his thrusting motion. This time, he hammered Shanti for all he was worth. In response, the slut's body twitched under him, bolts of pleasure shooting throughout her entire being. "CUMMING!" Shanti screamed at Venkat, who immediately told her the very same thing. Both individuals rocked together in mutual orgasm, Venkat' cock buried in Shanti's pussy. He flooded her insides with his own sperm. With her own passionate release, a mixture of both fluids seeped and oozed out from within her pussy. It slid down into the crack of her ass, coating it, and eventually pooled beneath her on the mattress. "Hmmmm..." the 24-year-old woman moaned seconds later, as she pressed her lips hard against Venkat'. The two shared a very deep and sloppy kiss together. "You're fucking incredible..." Venkat moaned at her, as he hugged her body close to his a few seconds later. "So are you," Shanti chirped, kissing him again. "You too," she added, reaching out and grasping Sulaiman's semi-hard cock. Anthology of a Slut Shanti Ch. 16 Sulaiman smiled at her lustily. "The Tamil slut Shanti Sleaze... she NEVER FAILS to please!" The slut giggled at his words while she continued to hold and embrace Venkat. "You're such a poet, Sulaiman," she giggled. "HEY RATAN!" came her scream, seconds later. "Let's hurry and get up to the cabin! I can't wait to fuck you!" In the front seat, Ratan's body trembled with utter anticipation as he pressed his foot on the gas pedal a bit harder. Yes... he could not make it to the cabin soon enough. Ratan couldn't contain his lust much longer...