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Too Hot To Handle Ch. 01

By: fluidline1



"What the hell were you doing, Sarge? You are two fucking hours late!"

The Captain was a big boisterous man; six feet three, a hundred and seventy pounds and no fat.

Fucking your wife, Sarge thought to himself though he did not say it. The Captain was a new cadet fresh from the Academy – barely twenty-eight, but to hear him talking, one would get the impression that he was a veteran of the two wars.

Sergeant Sandy was a veteran. Almost fifty now, he had fought the two wars, had the respect of the troops on the base more than the Captain could ever hope to have and was respected by every soldier on the base.

"Sorry, Sir. The jeep broke down and I had to take it to the mech."

"Broke down? What was the fucking mech. doing with it for two hours? Didn't you tell the old geezer that I have to go to HQ to see the General?"

"Couldn't help the delay, sir. The carburetor was down. Float pin was gone. Took him an hour to get it from stores."

Sandy was amused by the unintended pun. Float pin was down. That was what Sara, the Captain's young wife had said to him when he was with her. "My hubby has a dick like a pin gone down. Or maybe he doesn't like to fuck me anymore 'cos he wasn't like that before and for a while after our marriage. He used to be randy."

"The General's gonna chew my ass for this delay and maybe keep me for a few hours longer at HQ, float pin or not. What the fuck do I tell him?"

"I'll have the Corporal ready to drive you there, sir. Right away."

"Get the operator to contact HQ and pass the message to the General about the delay. And make sure he informs them that I would be coming there within an hour."

The Captain's temper worsened when HQ called back and told him to be ready to remain at HQ till ten at night. It was only ten in the morning now.

Sandy marched out of the office before the Captain would lose his temper again and straight to Corporal Saha. Saha was a nice baby faced kid and respected the Sarge. Hell, he worshipped him.

The Sarge slipped a note to him. "Just call this number when you leave HQ with that bastard, will you, Saha?"

He smiled knowingly. Quite a few guys on the base knew that Sandy was fucking Sara.

"Sure thing, Sarge."

Sandy went down to the wireless office and secured an outside line. He called up the number that he knew by heart. 

"Hello?" Her voice, like the rest of her was sultry and sexy, even on the phone.

"The Captain's not going to be back till ten at night," he said.

"OH good, Sandy. The morning fuck has left me wanting for more. I need some more of that delightful cock of yours. How soon can you come around?"

"Jesus, baby. Hearing your voice, I think I've already come."

She laughed. A low throaty laugh, which made his cock, erect inside his pants.

"Don't be a tease, Sandy. You drained me out alright, but my pussy still needs you."

"Okay, baby. Give me half an hour and be ready for me. I'll be there by then."

Fifteen minutes later, Saha drove the Captain off and fifteen minutes after that; Sandy was parking the spare jeep a few blocks off the Captain's quarters. 

As usual, he let himself in using the spare key she had given him. He locked the door behind him and looked around. "Anybody home?"

"Yo-ho, Sandy, come on up here. I'm in the bedroom."

He took two steps at a time and was in the room in quicker time than you would say Jack Smith. He froze, his jaw dropping as he watched her there.

She was sprawled out on the king sized bed, completely naked, feet facing the door through which he had strode inside. Her legs were wide open and her knees were bent up. She had one hand between her legs, playing with her pussy and the other playing with one of her own tits. 

"Quick, Sandy, dive in," she said.

And he did. He dove forward in full uniform landing on the bed so that his head was right between her legs and mouth on her pussy. Impatiently, he pushed away her hand.

"Such a waste playing with you own cunt like that. Let me do you."

She moaned and squirmed on the bed as he spread open her pussy lips and thrust his tongue inside her pussy. Her legs came together to clamp his head to her pussy and she put her hands to his head, drawing him closer to her.

As he licked around her pussy and nibbled on her clit, her buttocks rose off the bed and she screamed.

"Ah yes. Like that, Sandy. No one does it like that. Slurp on my pussy, Sandy, yes, like that, oh my god, yes, yes, suck on my clit."

He kept up the licking and sucking, his hands now unbuttoning his uniform, stripping away, first the tunic and then, unbuckling his belt, unbuttoning his trousers, pulling them down over his hips.

Her feet dug into his back and her hands clutched the bed sheets, digging into them as she moved her hips rhythmically to and fro against his face.

"Oh my god, Sandy, I'm going to come, suck me harder!"

His tongue swiped up and down her slit. Simultaneously, he shoved a finger inside her cunt and began to move it in and out as he now sucked hard on her erect clit.

"Why don't you just swing around and let me suck on your monster cock?"

He pulled away, and then swung around. He crawled on top of her body, kneeling on his fours, his cock waving in her face, his head going back between her legs.

He groaned as he felt her mouth engulf his cock and he almost bit her clit. She pulled a pillow so that she could rest her head to elevate it up. This way, it was easy for her to slip his cock back into her mouth and she began to raise and lower her head, sucking him voraciously, almost savagely.

He slipped his hands under her buttocks and yanked her up, thrusting his cock down into her mouth till he was buried into her to the hilt. God, she was one hell of a cocksucker. She could so easily take his meat right up to the hilt till her nose was pressed into his pubic hair. She used her tongue to get the shaft dripping wet till the saliva was running back over her lips. She bent it back against his flat stomach and licked the underside, starting from the base and ending up to the top; then back again till she was nuzzling his balls. 

He jammed the tip of his tongue into her when she gently sucked on his nuts. Her tiny hands grasped his rigid length and she encircled the fingers of one hand over it as if to see if she could hold it like that. Her fingers wouldn't touch each other after encircling it. It thrilled her to know that he had such a fat cock.

"Oh my god, you are so big!" she breathed, slapping the shaft on her tits. She was a petite girl, hardly twenty-three and married for just three years to the Captain. He had been transferred from the Northern Base and it was his first stint at the Central Base. And the place had been so boring. Her husband always seemed to be working and at the end of the day, he would be in a dark and sulking mood, hitting the bottle and cursing everyone around the base till he would finally manage to gulp down some food and hit the bed.

She had thought that things would improve and yet, seven months down the line and they just kept getting worse.

Lucky for her she had found Sandy. He was so randy. Even as he still sucked away at her pussy, he was stroking his cock between her firm and pert tits, dragging it over the flesh so that she could feel the wetness there.

"Oh my god, Sandy, shove this inside me!" she screamed.

Sandy jumped up off the bed and undressed completely, his huge cock swaying in front of him. He kept his eyes on her as she continued to stroke her own cunt.

"C'mon you horny bastard! Give your cock to me. Stick it inside me and let me feel it drilling me!"

He grinned at her and then joined her on the bed. "I'm tired from the morning round, honey. Why don't you get on top?"

She did. She first knelt on her knees and then shuffled forward so that his cock was jutting up against her pussy and his hands were gripping her tits. Facing him, she reached down to open her cunt lips and slowly lowered her on him.

He yanked her down, impaling her pussy with his throbbing cock and driving the breath out of her. "Oh god!" she cried when she felt his length and width thrusting inside her. She wanted no respite because she immediately began to raise herself again. 

He grabbed her firm tits and urged her on. She always wanted to have a hard and fast fuck and damned if he was going to allow her to settle down so slowly into a rhythm. His hips began to thrust up and down as if on their own volition and he could feel her pussy expanding and contracting around his cock, milking him continuously as she fucked him.

He pulled her down over him and kissed her lips, urging her to open them before sliding his tongue inside her hot mouth. She sucked on his tongue without missing a beat. Their thighs slapped against each other as they fucked.

"Oh shit, your cunt is tight, oh yes, fuck, fuck like that baby, you beautiful little bitch, fuck me harder," he murmured. He knew that she liked to talk and be talked to whenever they fucked and the dirtier, the better. 

"Yes, yes, its for you, I'm your slut, your bitch, and I am going to fuck you till there's no marrow in your bones and no juice in your balls," she gurgled.

"Don't just talk, bitch, move your ass, oh yes, like that, take that cock in your cunt, ah yes, deeper, slut, deeper, oh yes, like that, like that, fuck, fuck me, faster, you whore, faster now, yes, yes, yes," he chanted, his hands sliding down behind her and smacking her ass cheeks in time with her movements.

"How's this, then, you big bastard? Here, take this, lets see how big you really are, you son of a bitch, oh god, yes, it feels so big and so thick, oh god, I'm going to come, I am going to come, oh god, ugghhh..." 

Her body arched upward as his hips almost lifted her off his body. She began to scream and cry out, her body shuddering, going into a series of uncontrollable spasms as she had her orgasm with his cock still firmly embedded inside of her.

She collapsed on top of his body and he shook his hips as if to awaken her.

"C'mon you bitch, you can't let your cunt go down on me like that, fuck, you little slut, fuck me," he shouted.

Aware that she was drained, he shoved her till she fell onto her back on the bed. He rose from the bed and dragged her so that her head was dangling down from the edge of the bed. He positioned himself at the edge of the bed and reaching down, guided his cock into her mouth.

"Open your sluttish mouth, bitch," he ordered.

She obeyed him. Her mouth opened wide.

"Suck me off, you little slut!" he snapped out to her. "Suck my cock till I come."

She willingly opened her mouth wider and took him in. She wasn't prepared for the onslaught, because he didn't just enter her mouth, he slammed it inside so that she was choking. 

Since he had to crouch down because the bed was low, he grabbed a pillow and pulling her head up, slid it below her. 

"Now, bitch, get that cock, ooh yessss, fuck, you suck mean, you whore!"

Unmindful of the fact that the cock head was poking her throat, she accepted him inside of her mouth, relaxing her throat, letting that brute of his cock invade her. She slid her lips up and down over the shaft, her body getting driven up and down the bed with the fury of his well-timed thrusts. He leaned forward and down and gripped her tits as though he wanted to wrench them off her body as his cock continued the assault of her mouth.

"Ah yes, you whore! Now we are getting there. I'm gonna spill myself all over your face and slutty body, get ready, bitch!"

She grabbed his balls and squeezed them gently as her lips slipped up and down over the shaft. She swiped her tongue around his hot and hard flesh.

He threw his head back giving one last powerful thrust and then with a roar he was unloading himself; first, into her mouth and then drawing back, he aimed his pulsating cock at her face and her tits, covering her up completely with his juice.

Exhausted, he spun around and flopped down next to her on the bed. She was giggling and trying to lick off the juices that had covered her up.

"Oh boy, you are a great fuck," she said.

"You too, baby, you too!" he replied.

******

"Poor boy, had a tough day? Come to mama, little sonny boy, let mama take care of you."

The Captain slid across the couch and laid his head on the woman's wide and strong thighs, letting her massage his shoulders and pectorals.

"Ah yes, that feels so good, Mrs. Das!" he murmured as her strong hands dug into his hard flesh ever so lightly at first and then with increasing strength.

"Rough day?" she asked again.

"Yes, very, very rough. I've managed to slip out of the back door and just as you said, I didn't let anyone know I was going to come over here."

"Isn't that naughty of us?" the woman said, her hands slipping down till she was massaging his belly. She leaned forward so that her massive tits were stuffed in his face. He inhaled her perfume. She had obviously just taken a shower because she smelt of soap and talc. 

As she mashed her gigantic tits into his face and massaged him, he felt the familiar stirring between his legs and joyfully realized that he was erecting. She always did that to him. 

"Ah, Mrs. Das, " his voice was muffled from beneath her tits, "you make me feel so good."

"I have told you before. It's Rani. Not Mrs. Das."

"Ah, Rani, you make me feel so good!"

"Poor little baby. You are so tired. What you need is somebody who'll take real good care of you." 

Her voice was low and soft. Her hands massaged his belly and then jumped over to the top of his legs, carefully avoiding his erect cock. That, he knew, would come later.

His face, by now, was smothered with her large and pendulous tits encased in a fairly tight blouse. She was wearing a sari and the border had fallen off her shoulders over his head. With trembling hands, he reached out with one hand to crush her tit closer to his face.

When he sighed and opened his mouth to fasten his lips on her blouse, he felt the nipple leaking the warm milk. Immediately, his cock sprung up from within the confines of his trousers. Her lactating tits did that to him.

"Ooh, naughty baby! Thirsty, baby?" she cooed.

"Mmmm. Hmmm. Y-yes," his voice was still muffled.

"Here, baby, let mama help little boy," she said and he laid his head back on her hips, shifting his head away slightly, to watch that sight which never failed to bring his cock to full mast. That was the sight of the woman reaching for the buttons of her blouse. He watched her fingers dance from one button to the next till she had the blouse undone. She pushed it off her shoulders to reveal her extra large bra: the nursing bra. 

Mrs. Rani Das was the mother of a six-month-old girl. And the fact was that she was blessed with a more than enough quantity of milk that needed ever so often to be drained.

She was ten years younger than her husband and that made her a shade over forty. She already had a twenty-year old son who was doing his preliminary course in the navy. It was during one booze soaked party that she had inadvertently got herself impregnated the second time. 

He was too eager; his hands shot out to seize her ample tits and he squeezed them powerfully.

"Ahhhhh..." she sighed as the pressure from her milk filled tits released. Though she had just fed the girl, her tits had been filled up within no time and she had been yearning for the pressure to be released from them. The milk jetted out from her nipples, completely soaking the front of her large bra.

"Ooohh, baby, you make mama so happy!" she squealed. "But don't you think it's an awful waste of some good high quality proteins?"

That was his cue. Urgently, he pushed back the cups of the bra – it had heavy netting underneath to support the weight of her immense tits – and was rewarded by the sight of her glorious tits tumbling out, the nipples soaked and erect.

Just as urgently, he sank his face over one tit, opening his mouth and stuffing one large nipple in his mouth. He sucked and was rewarded with a continuous jet of the warm sweetish liquid; not much different from the cow's milk he was used to, but much thinner and much more sweeter. 

She bent down further to mash her tit in his face, her face contorted as he steadily sucked on it. He grabbed the tit with both hands and squeezed to allow even more of the milk to flow outside the nipple.

He felt the unbearable pressure between his legs as his cock was straining to free itself from the confines of his thick khaki pants. His hips jerked up when one of her hands found his bulge and squeezed so hard, he nearly came.

"Ah, baby, you make mama so happy!" she sighed again, her tits heaving as she found the buttons of his pants.

His head shifted to the other tit and he groaned as she pushed his pants down over his hips and reached inside his shorts. His ass lifted off the bed when her hot and moist hand wrapped around the shaft. She continued to push her tits in his face as she fished his throbbing cock out of his shorts.

"Let me have some of it, baby," she whispered. He sucked powerfully till his mouth was filled up with her milk and then drew his head back.

She leaned down and kissed his mouth. He spat out the milk so that it was transferred into her open mouth and as she gulped down her own fluids, their tongues dueled. Her hand started to jerk his cock up and down, her tits pressed against his chest still spurting milk over him. 

She had slipped off his tunic before she had commenced the massage and her milk flowed all over his naked chest, dripping down to the couch. After drinking her own milk from his mouth, she ducked her head down to lick his chest while continuing to pump his cock up and down.

"Let's get you wet, little baby," she told him in a hoarse voice. 

He felt tingly all over when he realized that the best part had finally arrived. He uncoiled from her lap and spun around a hundred and eighty degrees. This had the effect of his legs spreading apart and resting beside her head on the backrest of the couch. Between his wide spread legs was her body and that meant that he really had to spread his legs apart. He squirmed up her lap till his cock was positioned in line with her mouth.

He felt the milk dribble back to his chin from his chest in this inverted position. He lifted his head off her knees so that he could watch her taking hold of his pulsating cock with both her hands, her elbows resting on his legs. She held him there and slipped down the couch.

She took off one hand and rubbed it in his chest and when she grasped his cock with that hand it was all wet with the milk. 

"Oh, fuck!" he exclaimed as she slipped her slippery hand down over his cock.

"Naughty boy," she giggled repeating the process with her other hand. Now, when she grabbed his cock with her hands, it felt to him like it was slipping through a tub of warm oil.

She opened her mouth wide and carefully placed his cock inside it. He groaned and his body shuddered. She reached down to grab his shoulders and began to move him back and forth over her hips so that his cock was working like a well-oiled piston moving in and out of her mouth. 

He wrapped his hands around her shoulders and bucked up and down her hips as he began to fuck her mouth. When they had established the rhythm that was comfortable for both of them, he reached down and squeezed her milky tits.

The milk squirted out of her nipples and he kept at it till it was spraying all over his ass cheeks, which were sliding up and down her tits.

Just as abruptly, she pulled her mouth away from his cock. "Now, baby, now. Give it to me here," she moaned, wedging his swollen cock between her wet tits.

They looked on as his cock disappeared in the valley between her tits. He slid up ever so slightly to make up the space needed for them to watch the action. He squeezed her tits harder for the milk to spread across her tits and drip back into the valley that he was now fucking so steadily.


Too Hot To Handle Ch. 01



He could have hoped for no other lubricant as good as her milk. Effortlessly, his cock slipped in and out of her cleavage. She brought her hands up and pressed her tits together savagely so that she could feel the length of his cock rub the milky flesh of her incredible tits.

"Oh my god, baby, fuck your mama's tits, baby, fuck them!" she screamed.

Deciding that he had had enough, he captured her head between his legs and pushed with all his strength. She slipped to her side and he rose. Triumphantly, he straddled her belly, kneeling on the couch and shoved his cock back in between her tits.

This time she lay back and whimpered, raising her hands above her head and interlacing her fingers together, letting him shove her tits together and fuck her cleavage with rising passion.

"Oh my god, Rani, your tits are so good, I could fuck them for hours! Give me more milk, honey, more milk, oh yes, my god, fuck, I want to fuck, I want to fuck your tits, oh yes, like this."

The couch strained with their combined weights and sagged under them. Her hands went down her body and she managed to shove two fingers into her cunt.

"Let me do that," he told her noticing her movement. She pulled out her fingers and gasped when he stuck his fingers inside her pussy. Continuing to fuck her tits, he began to shove his fingers in and out of her cunt. With the fingers of his other hand, he rubbed her clit.

"Oh my god," she hissed through clenched teeth, "this feels so good! Ah, yes, like that baby, yes, yes, fuck your mama's cunt, my baby, oh god, yes, rub that clit, oh my god, oh my god!"

She was close and he knew it. He tried to ignore that he was close as well by avoiding looking at his cock sliding back and forth between her tits and concentrated on his fingers shoving in and out of her cunt. 

She was moving her hips up and down constantly now, the muscles of her cunt snapping away at his fingers. She still kept her fingers locked high up above her head as she slid up and down the couch and back and forth over it, taking his fingers deeper into her cunt and his cock faster between her tits.

She wailed like a banshee, suddenly bringing her legs together, trapping his hands there. Her ass rose off the couch as she shuddered and jack-knifed up on his thrusting fingers.

"Ooohh fuck, baby, aahhhh yessss...I'm cumming, oh fuck, I'm cumming..."

When she came, she almost threw him off her body. But he was heavier of the two and managed to stay astride her, now, his attention on his cock sliding furiously to and fro between her tits.

The milk had made a huge puddle at the bottom of her cleavage and he could hear the wet squishy noises as he fucked her tits almost demonically.

"Let me have your milk, baby, c'mon, fuck my tits harder now, ah yes, like that, baby, fuck faster now, baby, mama wants to taste her baby's milk!"

He began to move faster now, his hands back at her shoulders, pushing and tugging her down against his cock. 

"Oh god, that feels so good, honey, fucking your tits, ah yes, that's so good, take this cock honey, take it and fuck it," he yelled as he began his short rabbit-thrusts that signaled the onset of his orgasm.

She waited with open mouth as he fucked her cleavage furiously for the last few strokes and then he was grunting and groaning as his cum spewed out from his cock, mixing with her milk till he didn't know which was which. 

"Oh god, honey, take this and this and this, take it all, honey take it in your mouth and drink up your milk, honey," he blabbered incoherently and she slid down on the couch and fastened her mouth on his sprouting cock, trying to coax more of his juices and swallow it up. 

After she had sucked him dry, he pulled out of her mouth and offered her his fingers. She giggled and sucked them clean.

"Now," he said, "Daddy wants his fuck."

She was always amazed at this aspect of his. At least, after the first bout, he would invariably want to fuck her in her pussy. No matter if he came outside it more than once, he always wanted to feel his cock inside her pussy.

She rose from the couch and he watched her, his cock getting hard as he watched the roll of her thighs and the jiggle of her enormous tits. She turned her back to him and grabbed the backrest of the couch and bent down, spreading her legs open.

Their bodies were covered up with their juices and her milk, so his hands slipped as he adjusted himself behind her waiting for her to reach down and spread her pussy lips. That done, he drew back, aimed his cock at her cunt and then plunged forward, sighing as he entered her opening right down to the hilt.

"Aahhhh, honey, your cunt is so hot!" he exclaimed, pausing as his entire length was lodged inside of her.

"That's because your cock is so hard," she giggled, clutching the cushion cover of the couch and resting her head on it. She thrust out her ass and he began his steady pounding into her.

She drew back slightly away from the couch so that he could hold her tits and knead them even as he fucked into her steadily.

Because he had already come, he lasted much longer. When he tired of the doggy position, he spun her around and pushed her into the couch. She sprawled back, her legs drifting wide apart. He held one leg up above her almost at right angles to her body and she slid the other over the armrest of the couch.

He slammed his cock inside her in this position. Their hips smacked against each other's as he fucked her faster and harder and she was moaning, pushing back against him. Her legs were as wide open as they could be. After a while, his hands slid from her hips to her tits. That boy could never keep his hands off her tits! As he pinched her nipples, grinding his cock faster inside her pussy, she extended her hands down their bodies to fondle his balls.

To him, it was amazing that her tits were still leaking milk. She seemed to have an endless supply. He looked down to watch his cock pummeling her.

"Oh my god, honey! I don't know what to do! I want my cock inside your pussy, inside your mouth and between your tits! I wish I had a dozen cocks!"

She laughed throatily, pushing back against his cock, lifting her ass off the sofa as she did so. "For now, baby, just fuck my cunt and play with my tits. Fuck my pussy, baby; I need your spunk inside of me. And don't forget the milk. Squeeze my tits and let it spurt out."

He grunted and began to fuck her faster, letting his dick slip inside her all the way before pulling it out till only the head was lodged inside. And then, pausing for a while, he would slam back inside her making her moan and jerk her body against the back of the couch.

Sweat that had collected on his brow began to drip down his forehead and onto her belly. His hands slipped over her tits, wet as they were with her milk and his come coated over them.

"Oh my god, I'm cumming again, baby; mama's cumming again, oh yes, fuck me harder baby, fuck your cock inside me faster!" she cried out, sliding her body up and down over the couch to greedily take his entire cock inside her.

"Here it comes, honey, here comes more milk for mama," he replied, thrusting into her, now with short and rapid strokes. "You are gonna get more milk from baby, mama, where you want it?"

Wrapping her legs around his hips, she allowed herself the luxury of bucking against his hips, coming for the second time in a row, gushing and flooding his cock with her juices.

"Wet my belly, baby, wet my stomach for me. I want you to come on my belly."

He groaned, and with a final deep thrust inside her that pinned her against the couch, he growled and pulled out his cock from her clutching pussy.

He shoved her so that she was lying on her back on the couch and then he was crawling up her thighs, straddling her hips. Kneeling there, he said, "Pump my cock, honey, pump my cock and make me come."

As he kneaded her tits, she wrapped a hand around his throbbing cock and began to jerk him off. 

"Ugghhh, aahhhh, oh god, here comes your baby's milk," he cried out finally.

His juices shot out of his cock and the first drops splashed against her tits. He slid lower so that the flow was directed onto her belly and she moved her hands faster over his cock, feeling it spasm in her hand.

It swelled as the juices shot our, coating her belly liberally till the last spurts began to land on her hips. He leaned down to rub the tip of his cock over her cunt and she moved her hips up and down.

He bent down then and locked his mouth over hers. She opened her mouth, gratefully accepting his tongue and sucking on it.

Their hands ran over each other's bodies, spreading all the juices, rubbing them in. Finally, with a sigh, he drew back.

"Oh my god, Rani, you are such a good fuck," he murmured.

"You too, baby, you too," she replied.

******

"So, darling, how was your little session with our Captain?" he asked her, swallowing his whiskey and glancing at his wife.

Rani smiled. She was seated on the couch in the 'yoga' position; legs crossed under her. She head pulled out one large tit and was nursing the little girl.

"He's a randy son of a bitch, Sandy. Just can't seem to get enough. Once he watches the milk spurting from my tits and bingo! He's hard as steel and just doesn't seem to keep it down! He goes for my tits in a big way, you know."

He gave a short laugh. "Who doesn't? I wonder why Sara tells me that he just crashes out every night. Says his cock gets down like a pin, for gods sakes!"

"I'm telling you Sandy. He digs big tits and after his sessions with me, I bet he is too drained to fuck his pretty little wife."

"Pretty is the word for it. You have seen her, Rani. Can you see anything wrong with Sara? I bet you no normal man could keep his hands away from that little hot firecracker. Her pussy is as tight as a glove; almost like she's a virgin. And it seems like that after every time I fuck her it gets tighter and tighter. No. It isn't just getting drained. I bet there's more to it. She tells me he couldn't keep his hands off her just before and for a while after they got married. You tell me he fucks like a rabbit. And though Sara isn't a patch on you as far as tits are concerned, hers aren't exactly pimples."

She pulled out her other tit and transferred the baby to it, sighing contentedly as the girl fastened her mouth around it and began to suckle. "I don't know what to make of it either, darling. You say he didn't fuck his wife during the last week either?"

"That's what Sara tells me," he explained, pouring for himself another drink. "He just let her suck his cock once before hitting the sack. How many times did he do it today?"

"Twice. Wanted to fuck another time before he heard you drive in and beat a hasty retreat through the back door. Poor guy had his cock up at full mast when he stumbled back into his pants. Almost felt sorry for him. What about Sara?"

He grinned. "She's one hot number, darling. Had a quickie in the morning. I was waiting around the corner for the Captain's car to drive away. Was in and out in no time. She knew I was going to meet her in the morning. She was dressed in just bra and panties when I walked in. And boy! No sooner I walked in, she kind of just pushed me back on their bed and started sucking off my dick like it was the last time she was going to suck it. I had to literally pull her away before backing her against the wall and fuck the living daylights out of her, standing up. She loves that you know. Stands there against the wall and kind of just hops onto me, legs around my hips. Then, after he left for HQ, we did it twice."

The baby was now sleeping, having had her food. She rose from the couch, her tits still out of her blouse and laid the baby into the crib. She turned to him; he was still seated on the chair, nursing his drink.

"Enough of that whiskey, Sergeant Das," she admonished him, walking toward him. "This drink is better."

He laughed and slid his glass onto the table beside the chair. She walked up to him and straddled the chair, her legs spread wide apart, resting on the two armrests. She put her arms around his shoulders and leaned forward, pushing her naked tits into his face.

His arms went around her back and he pulled her to him, his mouth fastening on her left tit. He sucked and was awarded by the stream of copious flow of the milk. He took her right tit in his other hand and squeezed, feeling the milk spurting out and splashing against the side of his face.

"Aahhhh" she sighed. "Either the girl isn't having all her food or there's a hell of a lot."

He drew back, squeezing both her tits and allowing the milk to leak out from the big nipples. "There's hell of a lot of it. Remember how it was like when Partho was born? Hell, you wet your bra and blouse and had to change a set every two hours!"

She laughed gaily. "Those were the days, Sandy! So, tell me. What are we going to do about Manny and Sara?"

"Shit. Every one at the base calls him Captain and I often forget the fucker's name. Manny! Shit, what a fucking name!"

"It's actually Manoj. Seems that every one calls him Manny. What are we going to do about them, Sandy?"

"You really want to make it with Sara, don't you?" he asked her, an amused expression on his face.

"Not just with her, Sarge. It's been a long time since we had a four some. Something's missing in our life and we've got to get it back on rails."

He began to lick her wet tit and she shuddered. "It's so different when you guys do it. The baby doesn't give such a kick."

"You are thinking dirty, Mrs. Das. As for a foursome, there's Corporal Saha and his cute little wife Simi."

"You can't be serious! That girl's still a teenager! You dirty old man!"

"Saha will do anything I tell him to. Besides, I have seen the way he looks at you. Or, rather, your tits."

"I'd rather have Manny and Sara," she pouted.

"Man, but you really have the hots for Sara!"

"It just isn't that girl, Sandy. In his own way, Manny is pretty impressive too. He's got one hell of a cock and knows how to use it. In many ways, he reminds me of the young you."

"What's wrong with me now?" he demanded, bending down and lightly biting her nipple. 

She laughed, cupping her tits and directing one into his mouth. "You are just as randy, Sandy. Randy Sandy. What a perfect name! It's just that I suppose Manny's got more experience than Saha and Sara, more experience than Simi. We got to get them back together. They don't know what they are missing."

"Slide back and take out my cock, Mrs. Das. I gotta hard on."

Still laughing, she slid back on his hips, keeping his face pressed on her tits and pulled the string of his pajamas. He lifted his hips to let her push it down to his knees. He was wearing no underwear and his erect cock sprang out.

He groaned into her tits when she wrapped one fist over his shaft. "God, what a cock!" she breathed.

"Bigger than his?" he mumbled.

"Oh hell, yes," she replied, beginning to jerk him off, fondling his balls with the other hand.

"Harder than his?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Hotter than his?"

"Yes, you bastard."

"Then why the hell are you still not fucking it?" 

Her short gown had ridden over her hips when she had straddled the chair, exposing her hips and her naked ass. She pumped his cock and holding it still in one fist, slid forward on his hips.

"Oh god, you are so hot and wet!" he groaned, trying to stuff her entire tit in his mouth, which he knew was impossible.

"For you, Randy Sandy," she moaned, his cock buried inside her cunt till his balls tickled the base.

"Fuck my cock, baby, fuck my cock," he implored, lifting his hips against hers.

"Yes, oh god, yes. Suck on my tits, baby, suck my milk!"

His head went back to her jiggling tits and he managed to take one nipple in his mouth as she began to ride on his cock.

They rocked on the chair, her body riding him faster and faster.

"Deeper, baby, deeper."

"Take it, randy Sandy, take it!"

"Harder, baby, harder."

"Take it, damn you, take it!"

Then, they were just moaning and groaning and grunting as they coupled fiercely on the chair.

His eyes were closed and all he could see was the face of Sara.

Her eyes were wide open, staring at a point in space behind the chair. And all she could see through those wide open eyes was the image of Sandy, Manny and of course, Sara.

******

"What is wrong with you, Manny?"

"Who says something is wrong with me?"

"Me."

"I meant besides you."

Sara looked at her husband for a long time. He was sprawled out on the large leather chair, the inevitable drink in hand. For a change, he was on wine, not whiskey. He hadn't yet sizzled out which is why she had finally summoned the courage to ask him the question.

"Truth to tell, I don't know."

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"Hardly a week after we were transferred here and you are drinking yourself to death."

"Keep the booze thing out of it."

"The fucking booze has wiped away our fucking fuck lives!" she exclaimed shrilly, walking swiftly up to him and gesturing at the glass in his hand.

She didn't mean to, but the tip of her fingers toppled the glass from his hand, and he was also in the process of getting up from the chair. What resulted was that the wine from the glass spilled out and splashed all over her t-shirt.

"Shit, I'm sorry!" he murmured.

"Oh shit," she shrieked, jumping back and looking with dismay at the liquid, which had got the entire front of her, t-shirt wet.

He flopped back onto the chair and stared at her wet t-shirt; rather, his eyes were fixed on her nipples that were clearly outlined against her thin, flimsy t-shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra and suddenly, he felt a stirring between his legs.

She glanced angrily at him and abruptly realized that he was staring at her tits, so plainly visible, now that it was soaked with the wine.

Her eyes drifted towards his crotch and she noticed the bulge there.

Could this be true, she thought, the faint beginning of a tremor running through her body. Her tits had actually managed to get him hard! Or...

She suddenly realized that it wasn't just her tits that had given him an erection. After all, she practically slept in the nude. It was the fact that they were wet!

All the anger vanished and she suddenly grinned at him. "Like?" she asked him playfully cupping her own tits and kneading them through the wet t-shirt.

He nodded dumbly as he poured out some more of the liquor from the bottle that he had kept on the table next to his chair. His eyes were still riveted on her tits as he proceeded to fill the glass to the brim.

"Come here," he muttered huskily.

She walked closer to him.

"Kneel down on the floor," he instructed and she obeyed him.

Slowly, almost deliberately, he tipped the glass over and watched the wine run down into her cleavage that was exposed when she had knelt down.

She shivered as the fiery liquid dribbled down from the top of her tits and emerged from the bottom of her t-shirt.

"Ooohh! That's naughty!" she exclaimed.

She was kneeling in front of him and her eyes were in level with his hard on. 

"You have a erection!" she exclaimed.

He nodded, dumbly, almost hypnotically, pulling the string of his pajama and pushing it down over his hips. He wasn't wearing any underwear and his cock sprang out, hard and erect. He was amazed.

"Ooohh baby," she cooed, taking hold of his cock in her hands. She had to bend down slightly and this resulted in her tits pushing down against her gown, almost threatening to spill out.

As she slowly began to jerk his cock, he reached out and thrust his hands in her gown, taking hold of her wet tits and cupping them, as if he wanted to weigh them. She giggled.

"Wait," she said breathlessly, sliding back and raising her arms above her head.




Too Hot To Handle Ch. 01



"Pull off my gown, darling."

He did and she emerged naked. He threw away the flimsy gown and with the same hand, picked up the bottle of wine from the table.

"I want to drink the wine from your fucking tits," he murmured hoarsely.

She cupped her tits and leaned forward. "Go on."

He tipped the bottle over and watched the stream of the wine dripping over her tits. She grabbed his cock again.

He leaned down and spread his mouth on her tits. They weren't like Rani's; but they were firmer.

She shivered as he ran his tongue over her tits.

"The nipples, honey, please lick them!" she breathed, jerking his cock faster.

She moaned when he tongued her nipples. He grasped her tits and squeezed them as he licked, and then, he took her tits, one after the other, in his mouth to suck on them.

She slid one hand around his neck and pressed his head closer to her tits, rising off the floor. It had been a long time since she had held his cock, so hard and erect. She fondled his balls, delighted that they too were swollen.

"I want you to bend over and take my cock between your tits," he groaned.

She nodded. "Let me get you wet," she said, bending down to take his cock in her mouth. He kept kneading her wet tits, his head thrown back in ecstasy, as she took more and more of his cock in her mouth.

"Wait," he muttered, pulling her head away from his cock. There was still some wine left in the bottle and he poured it over his cock.

"Now, drink from my cock," he said.

She laughed and bent down again, slipping his cock in her mouth. Effortlessly, she deep throated him and he was surprised that she didn't gag. He began to rise and lower his hips as her head began to bob up and down.

He sprawled back so that he was practically sleeping on the chair.

"Come on now, baby, fuck my cock with your tits."

She got off the floor and leaned into him. Her tits hung down and she positioned them over his thrusting cock.

She placed his cock between her tits and she pushed them together.

"Now, baby, move, move and fuck my cock"

She interlaced her fingers across her tits so that his cock wouldn't slip out and then began to move back and forth. She found it exciting. In the past, she had rubbed the tip of his cock over her nipples; but this was the first time she was fucking his cock between her tits.

His hard flesh scraped against the sides of her tits. He leaned down and managed to shove two fingers into her sopping pussy, making her moan.

As she writhed to fuck his cock in her cleavage, she began to move her body up and down to take in as much of his fingers inside her pussy.

"Oh my god," he grunted, fucking her tits faster. "You are going to make me come!"

She was delighted. It had been such a long time that he had climaxed and she desperately wanted to watch his juice.

"Go on, darling," she muttered, "come on my tits; come all over them and mix it with the wine!"

He sank his fingers deep inside her cunt and began to rock faster. Both had their eyes fixed on his cock watching it piston in and out of her tits.

"Oh my god," he gasped through clenched teeth.

She began to move faster, aware that he was close to coming.

He gave a hoarse shout, grabbed her shoulder with his free hand and pushed forward.

"Oh god, oh god," he chanted.

And then he was spurting his juice. She held him fast between her tits watching his come shoot out from his cock. His come hit her chin first, and then, the force decreased. The juice splashed her cleavage, and he pulled it out, jerking wildly on it and aiming the flow over her tits.

His eyes were closed and all he could see was Rani and her tits.

Her eyes were open, watching his cock spurting. The image of Sandy filled her mind.



Too Hot To Handle Ch. 02



“Hello, Mrs. Das. How are you?”

“Fine, thank you, Captain. So nice of the two of you to have come,” she replied.

“We wouldn’t miss it for anything in the world,” Sara said. “We have heard of the fantastic fish that you cook.”

“Please be seated, Captain,” Sandy said, indicating the overstuffed couch.

“Hey, Sandy. This is a party. Forget the Captain stuff. It’s Manny, okay?”

Sandy grinned. “Right-o. Be seated, Manny.”

“And its Rani; not Mrs. Das,” Rani told them.

“And please call me Sara. Mrs. Sharma doesn’t seem to be right under these circumstances.”

“Drink?” Sandy asked.

“Oh yes,” they chorused. Sandy laughed.

“What will you folks have?”

“Lets have wine,” Manny said, glancing at Sara and winking at her.

She blushed, quickly averting her eyes.

“Want to share the joke?” Sandy asked walking to the bar.

“Maybe later,” Manny laughed as he watched Sandy pouring the wine in the tall glasses. He set them on a tray and circulated among the rest of them. His eyes twinkled as he handed Sara her glass and making sure that Manny was talking eagerly with Rani, he let his legs brush against hers.

Manny’s eyes were riveted on Rani’s cleavage and there was a lot of it exposed through the skimpy blouse she was wearing. She was wearing a flimsy pink sari with matching blouse and he could clearly see the outlines of her bra. She was no better, because she kept bending down and this made her heavy tits push against the blouse.

The ladies were seated opposite to the couch on which the men were seated. The chairs on which they were seated were wide and like the couch, overstuffed. 

The first round of the wine disappeared in a very short time. Obviously, they were nervous and wanted to gulp down the liquor so that their inhibitions would go away. It was while they were on the third round that Rani exclaimed,

“Oops!” 

“What’s the matter, darling?” Sandy was concerned.

She blushed. “Nothing much,” she answered. “The problem that a lactating mother faces. I’ll be back shortly. I’ve got to change.” She rose and Manny couldn’t help his cock slowly rising in his pants.

Sandy laughed as Rani disappeared inside. “Problems, problems. Manny, haven’t you and Sara planned a kid? Believe me, having kids is wonderful.”

Sara blushed, sipping the wine. Manny gulped down his.

“I know it’s wonderful. Perhaps this year, huh Sara?”

“You blokes are lucky,” she whispered. “It’s us women who have to carry the weight for nine months.”

“It’s worth it,” Sandy told her.

“Hey, Sandy!” Rani yelled out.

“What’s it?” he asked.

“I need your help here!”

Sandy grinned. “That’s one of the beautiful thing that happens, especially if the wife does not believe in pumps. I get to drink that sweet milk!”

Sara went beet red as Sandy rose. He walked inside to the bedroom where Rani was. When he entered, she was facing the mirror and kneading her tits. The blouse and bra were off and suddenly, Sandy felt his hard on inside his pants as he watched her milk oozing out of her large tits.

He walked up to her and embraced her from behind, watching her face in the mirror. He pulled away her hands and cupped her tits, squeezing powerfully till the milk shot out and landed on the mirror.

“Ooohh, god, that feels so good!” she moaned.

He pressed his crotch against the swell of her ass and she giggled. “You horny bastard!” she admonished him. “Randy Sandy, always with an hard on!”

“I told you that there’s no man alive in the world who wouldn’t have a erection when he sees you. Especially when you are doing that with your tits.”

She twisted her face and they kissed. She shoved her tongue in his mouth and he sucked on it, continuing to knead her tits and press his bulge against her ass.

She thrust her hands behind her and in a flash had his cock out of his pants after having swiftly unzipped him. He groaned when her fist closed over his throbbing cock and she smeared the drops of his pre-cum over the shaft.

She drew back and licked his lips, turning sideways.

“How does Randy Sandy want it?” she smiled, jerking on his shaft with both her hands. Her milk was spraying on his shirt.

“Been a long time since you wrapped those luscious tits around my cock,” he said, bending down and sucking on them. She held the back of his head and pressed him closer, her head thrown back. She moaned aloud.

He leaned forward and kissed her on her mouth and then her ears, and whispered, “Don’t look now, but I can see Manny and Sara watching us through the mirror. They are standing behind the door.”

The exhibitionist in her surfaced and she yanked her sari up over her hips, bunching it around her waist. “Pull down my panties, randy Sandy and touch my cunt,” she told him in a voice that was loud enough for Manny and Sara to hear.

He sucked hard on her nipples, and grabbing the elastic waistband of her pink panties, pushed it down over her thighs. She wriggled her ass to allow it to slide down over her legs and then pushed it aside with her foot.

“Aahhhh…” she moaned when he cupped her cunt. “Oh yessss, rub my clit.”

His hand began to move rapidly over her cunt. She adjusted her body so that she could shove her other tit in his mouth. Quickly, she slipped out of the sari. “Suck this one now, randy Sandy!”

She slid down on her knees and placed his cock between her milky tits. He bent down and kissed her again on her mouth, plunging his tongue inside her mouth. She sucked on it as she began to move up and down, masturbating his cock in her cleavage.

He pulled his mouth away from hers and slid a finger inside her mouth. “Suck on it, my big titted whore!” he rasped out. She was surprised; he normally never used that kind of language, but she correctly guessed that he was doing it for Sara’s benefit.

She began to suck on his finger, writhing all the time, letting his cock fuck her tits. He bent down further and shoved a finger of the other hand in her wet pussy. “Imagine that Manny’s fucking you with his cock and Sara’s fingering your cunt, you whore!” he said, loud enough for the couple hiding behind the door to listen to. 

She kneaded her tits, letting the milk splash out to cover his pumping cock.

“Oh yes, Sandy!” she squealed. “Imagine Manny fucking my cunt and me licking Sara’s!”

At the door, the couple was in no better position. Sara was standing behind her husband and her hands had encircled his waist. She had unzipped his pants and pulled out his erect cock through the opening in his underwear, jerking furiously on it. He had managed to slip down her strapless skirt, and her tiny bra to expose her firm tits. 

He decided he had enough of this. His cock dangling, her tits jiggling, he led her inside the bedroom and announced, “Why imagine when there’s the real stuff here?”

Sandy and Rani pretended to be startled by their appearance. 

“W-wha…” Rani mumbled.

“Oh god,” Sandy groaned, slipping his cock out of his wife’s cleavage. “W-we are sorry, Manny!”

“What for?” Manny grinned, unbuckling his pants and shoving the garment down over his thighs. The underwear followed and he was striping off his shirt.

“Get naked, Sara,” he told his wife. “Didn’t you hear what our hosts imagined?”

Sara was smiling as she swiftly unbuttoned her skirt; it was a one-piece affair and she had stripped off her bra and panties just as swiftly, emerging naked.

The couple on the bed looked at them, open mouthed. Then, Sandy began to laugh. “How do you want it, Manny?”

“I would love to fuck your wife’s big, milky tits!” he exclaimed, “and watch you fuck my wife in the doggie position while she eats Rani’s cunt.”

Manny hurried over to the bed and pulled Rani off the floor by holding her arms. He pushed her onto her back on the bed so that her knees were hanging down over the edge of the bed. “Excuse me, Sarge, I gotta do this,” he said huskily, getting up on the bed and straddling Rani. He used the reverse direction, kneeling over her head and facing her legs. His balls dragged over her mouth and she took them in her mouth, licking them. He lowered himself gently so that his balls were resting on her face and plunged his cock between her tits from the top. Reaching down, he began to squeeze her tits, watching the milk spurt out and wet his cock.

“Oh god, that’s so sexy,” he groaned as he began to rock to and fro.

Sandy spun Sara around and pushed her. She grabbed Rani’s hips, her face directly plunging down between the woman’s wide-open legs. Rani grunted and lifted her hips as Sara began to lick her cunt.

Sandy arranged himself behind Sara, reaching down to open her cunt lips. He aimed his cock at the opening and slammed his cock to the hilt, pushing her against his wife’s pussy.

“Talk to her, Sandy.” Manny groaned, moving his cock faster between Rani’s swollen tits. “Just like you were talking to your wife!”

Sandy knew that Sara loved talking and being talked to when they fucked.

“C’mon, you little bitch, shove that ass back! Take my cock inside you, oh yes, like that, rotate your hips and grab my cock with your cunt, oh god, yes, fuck back, you bitch, fuck harder you little whore!” he cried out.

Sara took Rani’s clit in her mouth and nibbled on it. Rani moaned with Manny’s balls slapping against her face. Her voice, though muffled, was clear enough.

“Oh god, you little slut!” she whined. “You do know how to lick pussy and suck clit! Oh god, yes, faster, you dirty little whore, faster. Shove your tongue inside my cunt, aahhhh yessss…like that you little whore! Deeper, you bitch, deeper! And you, you horny bastard, fuck my tits. Oh god, yes, squeeze some more milk from my tits and get your fucking cock wet, you lousy son of a bitch!”

Manny laughed deliriously and pulled out his cock. “Here, you bitch, suck on it for a while. Lick off your milk from it!”

He pushed his cock in her mouth and watched her cheek billowing as she sucked fiercely. Satisfied, he grunted and placed it back between her tits.

Sandy wrapped his arms around Sara and captured her firm jiggling tits, pinching the erect nipples as he slammed in and out of her wet cunt. “Oh, shit!” he groaned, “What a cunt! It’s so hot and tight and wet! Hey, Manny, don’t you give her lots of fucking?”

“That was the joke, pal,” Manny gasped. “I fucked her tits after pouring more than half a bottle of wine on them.”

Sandy laughed, withdrawing his cock till it was almost outside Sara’s pussy. She moaned her disapproval and shoved her ass back to take it in again. “I’m talking about her cunt. She’s so tight there, it almost feels like I’m fucking a virgin!”

“She always had a tight pussy!” Manny answered, glancing at his wife slurping on Rani’s pussy. Sara now added a couple of fingers with her tongue, sliding them in and out of Rani’s pussy, making the woman squirm and moan. Rani raised her legs up and wrapped them around the girl’s shoulders.

“Oh god, I think I’m going to come!” she shrieked, pushing her tits together to trap Manny’s thrusting cock between them.

Sara drew back for a while. “Oh yes, come, you bitch, come all over my face. I want to taste you, you big titted whore!”

Rani screamed, lifting her hips off the bed, shuddering as she approached her climax. Her legs tightened against Sara’s shoulders, almost smothering the girl.

“Get on my belly and fuck my tits, you horny bastard,” she yelled to Manny. “Let me suck on your cock while you fuck my tits!”

Manny quickly reversed his direction, straddling Rani’s belly. Almost weeping with ecstasy, he jammed his shaft back between the now-wet tits and began to move to and fro. When he thrust up, Rani bent her head down to take his cock head in her mouth.

“You are a hell of a sexy bitch,” he muttered. “And I’m going to splatter my come all over your slutty face and your big tits!”

“Don’t just talk. Do it,” Sandy muttered, now fucking Sara harder and deeper. The girl writhed and moaned, as she felt Rani’s juices gushing out over her face.

“Oh my god,” she moaned, drawing her face off Rani’s cunt. “Here I come!” She ground her ass back against his cock and he clutched her tits hard.

They realized that the time had come for them to climax. Rani already had; and Sara was writhing in the throes of her orgasm. 

“Aahhhh! Ugghhh!” Manny shouted, suddenly pulling his cock out of Rani’s cleavage. Sara reached up and grabbed his cock, beginning to jerk it. Her fingers were a blur as she wanked his cock off.

“Come, you horny bastard! Come all over her tits and face!”

Manny groaned as his wife jerked on his milk and saliva coated cock. He cried out and then, let his juice erupt. It mixed with Rani’s milk coated tits. Sara aimed higher, letting it splatter over Rani’s face who opened her mouth, trying to swallow it.

Sandy had craned his neck to look at the sight and it set him off. “Oh shit, you bitch! I’m going to come too. Where do you want it?”

Sara disengaged from his plunging cock, let her husband’s cock slip out of her hands, spun around and dropped to her knees.

“Rani, shag him till he comes on my face and in my mouth,” she yelled.

Rani hurriedly rose off the bed and reached for her husbands cock. Manny cupped her dangling tits as she bent down and started to jerk Sandy’s cock.

“Oh god, Rani, that feels great! I want to come all over this bitch!” he groaned.

His juice spurted out, splashing Sara on her forehead. Rani giggled and directed the tip of his cock to her mouth. Sara opened her mouth and gleefully accepted his cock inside her, sucking wildly on it. Sandy began to thrust his cock in and out of her mouth, fucking her face, even as he kept ejaculating.

“Oh shit,” Manny gasped, watching his wife sucking on Sandy’s cock. “That was awesome.” He was still fondling Rani’s tits, pinching her nipples and spreading the milk over her tits. “I feel absolutely drained!”

“Let’s have some rest and some wine,” Sara sighed, rubbing Sandy’s cock over her cheeks and then her lips. Her husband ducked his head under Rani and fastened his mouth on one of her nipples. 

“I think it’s better if we have a shower,” Rani said, cradling Manny’s head against her tits.

“Great idea,” Sandy said. “We have a king size tub in the bathroom and I’d rather we rest in it after the shower!”

Wearily, they rose and trooped off together to the bathroom. The men stood at one corner, watching the two women get under the shower. Rani embraced Sara as the water splashed on them.

“What are you guys waiting for?” Rani said. “The soaps over there.”

The men grabbed the soap and rushed over to the women. Rani shoved her tongue deep into Sara’s mouth as the men began to soap their bodies, taking particular care to rub the cake over their tits and pussies. 

“My god, don’t your tits ever stop leaking?” Manny asked, glancing at Rani’s tits. Sure enough, there was a steady stream of milk leaking from the nipples.

Sara hastily pulled away her mouth from Rani’s and bent down to take one tit in her mouth. 

“Aahhhh!” whimpered Rani, reaching down to cup Sara’s cunt.

Rinsing off the soap from their bodies, the men got under the shower and let the women soap them. The women kneeled down on the tiles. Rani stuffed Manny’s cock in her mouth while Sara slurped on Sandy’s cock. They were still flaccid. 

Later, Rani filled the huge tub with warm water while Sandy brought the wine from the living room. They lay in the water, sipping the wine, occasionally fondling each other.

Manny, in particular, couldn’t keep his hands off Rani’s tits. He kept kneading them and fondling them. Sandy lifted Sara’s legs and giggling, she rested her heels on his shoulders. She moaned, lifting her thighs so that her cunt emerged out of the water. His head disappeared between her legs and his tongue began to lick her slit.

Rani reached for her husband’s cock and began to jerk him off.

“Get hard, you bastard,” she laughed.

Sara too did the same with her husband’s cock. “You too. You are limp”

“You girls have drained us off,” Manny answered. “Give us some time.”

They got off the tub and wiped their bodies with the large towels stocked in a closet in the bathroom. 

And then, they walked to the bedroom. 

“Oh shit,” Rani muttered when the baby started to wail. “I hope you guys have left enough milk for me to feed her.”

“You are never dry, honey,” Sandy said.

Rani picked up the girl and held her to her tits. The baby immediately fastened her mouth to one tit and began to suck.

Sara sat between the two men on the bed, her hands fondling their cocks. Sandy twisted her head by cupping her chin and kissed her mouth. Their tongues clashed and Manny slid under his wife and began to lick her tits.

“Not fair!” Rani grumbled.

“No problems, baby,” Manny answered. “This time we are going to last longer, huh Sandy?”

“You bet!” Sandy mumbled, pulling back his head. He stuck out his tongue and licked Sara’s lips till she was giggling.

“Let’s fuck her together,” Manny said. Sandy glanced sharply at Rani to find her smiling faintly. Perhaps this is what Manny wanted.

“You take her cunt this time,” Sandy said, pushing Sara back till she was lying on her stomach on the bed. He pulled her so that her head was between his thighs. “C’mon, bitch, suck me off while your husband fucks your cunt.”

“Get on your knees and elbows,” Manny instructed his wife.

Sara did that; she drew her knees up and rested her elbows on the bed.

“Just like a bitch!” Manny exclaimed, getting on his knees and positioning himself behind her. He slapped his cock on her ass.

Sandy too got on his knees and slapped her face with his semi-turgid cock. She had her palms firmly planted on the bed; so she tried catching his cock even as he teased her by pulling it away.

Manny laughed as he watched his wife trying to take Sandy’s cock in her mouth. He rubbed his own cock over her slit – back and forth, up and down till she was moaning and thrusting her hips back at him.

Suddenly, without warning, Sandy grabbed the back of her head and jammed his cock in her mouth. She gagged, surprised at his unexpected assault. The tip of his cock tickled her throat and he paused, allowing her to relax her throat and take more of his shaft inside her.

“She sucks mean, huh?” Manny asked, now beginning to thrust his cock head in and out of her cunt. He wasn’t still completely hard and he stole a glance at Rani who was still feeding the baby. 

“Squeeze your other tit, baby,” Manny called out to her.

She shook her head. “That will get her all wet. Give me a couple of minutes. She’s almost finished.”

Manny switched his glance to Sandy’s cock, now fucking Sara’s mouth steadily. Her cheeks puffed out when he thrust in, almost to the hilt, and sucked inward when he pulled out till only the glans remained in her mouth.

He let his hands travel over his wife’s hips, over her waist till they were under her, cupping her tits. He began to knead them as Sandy fucked her face relentlessly.

Rani was aware that Manny hadn’t erected as yet. He was engrossed in watching Sandy fuck Sara’s mouth. His cock head was barely inside his wife’s cunt and he wasn’t moving; he just held himself still; as if willing his cock to get harder.

Sandy pulled his cock out of Sara’s mouth, wiping the length of it over her cheeks. He had few problems getting hard again. He let the tip of his engorged cock tickle the inside of her ear, and then pulled it up against his belly. 

“Lick that part of the cock, baby,” he murmured.

She sneaked her pink tongue out of her mouth and ran it over the underside of his long cock.

“Get it wet, slut!” Sandy groaned, jerking his cock up and down, looking down to watch her running her lips fervently up and down the shaft.

“Now, nibble on my balls.”

She had to duck down so she could take one of his balls into her mouth.




Too Hot To Handle Ch. 02



“Ouch! That’s not my cock you are sucking, that’s my nuts. Go easy, bitch.”

She eased up on the suction and covered her teeth with her lips, sucking slowly and gently.

Manny was definitely responding. Maybe it was the sight of his wife slurping on Sandy’s shaft. Or, maybe the words that Sandy was uttering were getting through to him. Or, maybe it was both. But his cock was definitely getting hard.

“Let’s roll her over,” he said excitedly. 

Sandy drew back as did Manny, and Sara immediately rolled over so that she was lying on the bed on her back, her legs wide apart. 

“Pull her towards you so you can stand on the floor and fuck her mouth,” Manny yelped, beginning to jerk on his cock.

Sandy slipped down till he was standing on the floor and then pulled Sara by her armpits till her head was hanging down over the edge of the bed.

She grabbed his cock; now that her hands were finally free to do what she wanted them to do. He thrust forward, lodging his cock deep in her mouth. 

Manny spread his legs apart, his knees on the bed and slid forward, cupping his wife’s ass cheeks and lifting her legs above her. He pulled her legs apart and aimed his cock at her glistening cunt.

She moaned, her lips sliding up and down Sandy’s shaft when her husband’s cock thrust into her wet cunt.

“Ah, god, yes, that is so fucking good!” Manny sighed as his cock entered her cunt smoothly till it was buried to the hilt. 

“Fuck her face, Sarge! That’s a fucking order!” he laughed delightedly.

“Yes, sir!” Sandy replied, beginning to move his hips back and forth as his cock slid in and out of Sara’s mouth.

“Been a long time since I fucked this pussy! It feels good!” Manny groaned. Sandy watched Manny’s cock beginning to fuck her faster and faster.

“We got to do this often, Sandy,” Manny gasped. “Feeling good, baby?”

“Hmmm” Sara replied, swabbing her tongue over Sandy’s cock and pushing her hips up to meet her husband’s savage thrusts. It was the first time that she was experiencing two cocks mauling her simultaneously, and she was determined to let herself have fun.

Rani had put the baby back into the cradle and was now seated on a chair near the bed, her legs hooked over the arms of the chair, her hand playing with her pussy and tits.

“Join us, honey,” Sandy called out to her. Manny swung his face around realizing that Rani was finished with the feeding.

“I’ll watch and bide my time, honey,” she replied. “I want two cocks too!”

“Play with both your tits, baby!” Manny rasped out, beginning to grunt as he slammed his cock in and out of his wife’s cunt.

His movements became amazingly faster when Rani began to knead her own tits, pulling on the nipples. 

When Sara felt both the cocks increasing their speeds, she began to writhe on the bed. Her toes pointed up to the ceiling as her legs went rigid, and when she felt Manny’s hands grabbing her tits, she rose almost off the bed.

“The bitch is coming!” Manny shouted. “I can tell by the way her toes curl up and her legs go stiff. Pump it in her mouth, Sandy, damn it, deeper, deeper, wedge that slab in her fucking throat!”

Sandy gripped her cheeks and slammed his cock inside her mouth till his pubic hair surrounded her nose and his balls were slapping her chin; then, he pulled it out before plunging in again.

She was moaning and trying to scream but Sandy’s huge cock jamming in and out of her mouth smothered her voice. She thrust her hands out, blindly groping till one was yanking her husband’s ass deeper to her and the other was jerking on Sandy’s cock every time he drew back.

They continued to drive into her till she was lying on the bed like a broken, ragged doll. They realized that she had briefly lost consciousness in the frenzy of her orgasm only when Rani spoke,

“You guys realize that she’s out?”

Almost simultaneously, they pulled their cocks out of Sara’s body. They watched as she began to breathe steadily again. A satisfied sigh escaped her mouth and briefly opening her eyes, she smiled at them.

“Feeling fucked out, honey?” Manny asked her.

Sara nodded wearily, her hands lying beside her body limply.

“Sure fucked the hell out of her, hah?” 

“Yes,” Sandy replied, “we did.”

“You didn’t come, did you?” Manny glanced at Sandy’s dick. It was still erect, hard and throbbing.

“Not a chance,” Sandy smiled.

As if by signal, they both swung their heads around to look at Rani.

She was still sitting spread eagled on the chair, playing with her cunt with both her hands now, a sly smile on her lips.

“Didn’t I tell you?” Manny asked Rani triumphantly. “Look. My cock is still hard.”

“Hey, that’s no big deal,” Sandy interrupted. “Every walking man who looks at my wife never fails to raise a hard on.”

“That’s true,” Manny replied, gently jerking on his cock. “Guess we got to take care of her, huh?”

“Will you guys stop yakking and come over here?” Rani cried out.

They were off the bed in a flash, approaching her, stroking their cocks.

“How do you want it, slut?” Sandy grinned at her, standing barely a foot away from the chair.

“I don’t know about her, but I am gonna cream those tits,” Manny said, his tongue licking his lips, getting them wet.

“Man, you are crazy about doing that, aren’t you?” Sandy laughed.

“You bet.”

“Come here,” Rani whispered from the chair, pulling her legs together and swinging them till they were on the floor. She leaned back so that she was resting on the arm of the chair.

Manny walked up to her. She adjusted her position so that her tits were fairly in level with his cock and her head was hanging down over the back of the chair.

“Get up, kneel on the chair and fuck my tits, Sonny boy,” she told him.

Eagerly, he laid his knees on either side of her waist and leaned forward, filling his hands with her extraordinary tits. She took his cock in her hands and directed it between them. No sooner her hands left his cock, he crushed her tits together around his cock and began to rock to and fro.

“Fuck! This is heaven!” he sighed.

Sandy walked around till he was behind the chair, She leaned back and looking into his eyes, her head dropping down over the edge of the chair, and she opened her mouth. He gently put his cock inside.

She closed her lips around his cock. She didn’t have to bother about bobbing her head on it; neither did Sandy have to concern himself about moving his hips. Manny was shoving his cock so furiously between her tits that her body was rocking back and forth over the chair.

“Not too much milk now,” Manny said, disappointed.

Sandy laughed. “Come on, man. You got to give them a chance for a refill. Though, I can tell they don’t take a long time to get filled up again!”

“Oh god, her tits are so big and so soft!”

“Then go ahead and fuck them. Just like you said you always want to do it.”

Manny’s eyes were fixed to his cock sliding to and fro in her cleavage. A very small quantity of milk seeped from her nipples and he spread it over her tits with his palms.

“Man, that feels so good!” he whispered.

Sandy now began to move his hips to and fro, inflamed by the sight of the young man’s obsession with his wife’s tits. Rani whimpered as his cock plunged in and out of her mouth.

“You really like that, don’t you?” Sandy laughed.

“Bet your ass I do,” Manny started to increase his speed. “Every time I get this cock between these milky tits, and I just want to blow my load all over them.”

“I don’t know about you,” Sandy groaned, “but I think I’m about to blow mine over her face.”

“Go, man, go!” Manny’s eyes darted to watch Sandy’s cock plunging in and out of Rani’s mouth. “Let’s do this together,” he gasped, “Here I go; I’m going to blow at ten. One, two, three…”

They thrust to and fro at each count Manny called out and at count ‘ten’; they both pulled their cocks out.

She lay there gasping for breath, her mouth wide open, her hands cupping her tits, bunching them together.

They began to furiously jerk off their shafts. Manny’s was inches away from her cleavage while Sandy’s was hovering over her face. She kept her eyes open. They flickered from one cock to the other as she waited.

Manny was the first to come. He did it with a loud cry, his semen gushing out to splash her bunched up tits. He let the first few jets land between her tits, and then pushed his cock head on one nipple and then the other. 

Sandy followed a couple of seconds later, directing his come first over her nose, then over her open mouth and finally over her tits.

As they gasped and groaned, waiting for their flow to dry up, they noticed Sara drag herself off the bed and crawl over to them. She knelt between Rani’s legs, pulling them apart. She lowered her head to Rani’s cunt and sucked on it greedily. 

The men watched as Rani grabbed the back of Sara’s head, pulling the girl closer and lifting her ass off the chair.

“Oh yes, bitch,” Rani was almost breathless. “Suck that cunt, you little whore. Make me come, oh yes, like that, put your fingers inside my cunt, yes, yes, now, suck my clit, you slut, you fucking whore!”

Sara fastened her mouth on Rani’s clit and began to lick noisily. Her fingers moved in and out of the wet, hot cunt; her palm slapping the underside of the woman’s ass cheeks.

“Oh god, oh god, oh god,” Rani chanted almost religiously as she finally wrapped her strong thighs around the girl’s neck and felt her pussy spasm.

Later, as they lay in the aftermath of their orgasms, Manny whispered, “Hey Sarge, I think this is the best camp I ever got into!”

“Yes sir,” Sandy replied and winked at his wife.

******