POONA COMPANY
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                             5 : Task Force Four
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Rajashri waited for her guests in the living room. She leafed through a back
issue of Tentigina, one of Hedon & Venery's pornographic magazines. Like all
their publications, it was superbly produced with glossy colour photographs
of gorgeous women and incredibly well endowed men. She was featured in one
spread, with Deepak, one of Jayant's peon-studs. The other women in the
issue -- Nisha, Kuntal, Dipti and Susan -- were all stunning. It was
immensely erotic.
She had showered and dressed in a transparent white shirt and tight shorts.
The shirt was unbuttoned, its ends knotted just below her breasts. It had a
plunging neck. Her breasts squeezed together under the cloth. She wore her
shorts well below her navel, just above her pubis and low on her hips. They
were very tight and she left them unbuttoned and unzipped, so that the front
split in a plunging V down to her crotch, exposing the trimmed fuzz on her
pubis.. Her clothes were as light as gauze, and her nipples were clearly
visible. She was barefoot. Most of her midriff was exposed. She wore a gold
girdle, one gold bangle and matching earrings. Her eyes were lined with
*kajal* and her hair was done in a flouncing pony tail. Her lips were subtly
touched with gloss, and she wore a thin gold chain around her long neck. She
looked devastatingly sexy.
The bell rang. Rajashri tossed the magazine on the coffee-table and went to
the door. Opening it, she smiled prettily, her eyes dancing. Bablu was
surrounded by three young men. Seeing her, Bablu chuckled and his companions
gaped. She was stunning and quite outrageous. Smiling, she stood aside to
let them in and shut the door behind them.
"What did I tell you?" Bablu said to his companions. "Great goods or what?"
The three men grinned, and Bablu introduced them as Babu, Mohan and Sandip.
Rajashri smiled at them, approving his choice. Babu was a tall, lanky young
man, dark and lean, with sharp features and a pencil-thin mustache. He
looked strong and lithe. Mohan was also tall, but more muscular, with wide,
strong shoulders, a V-shaped torso, lean, high hips and a narrow waist.
Sandip was shorter than the others, but intensely good-looking with clean,
clear features. He was slim to the point of being thin. All of them wore
trousers and open necked shirts and open sandals which they took off at the
door.
Bablu looked at her and chuckled. "Like them, whore? Like my choice?"
She laughed prettily. "I'll tell you after I've seen what they can do,
Bablu."
The three grinned wolfishly. Bablu pulled her to him with an arm around her
waist. He tilted her face to his and kissed her hard, thrusting his tongue
into her mouth. He cupped her breast in full view of the others and squeezed
her buttocks.
"We'll show you, whore," he growled. "We're gonna fuck your brains out
tonight, me and my boys are!"
He pushed her away and she stepped back, her eyes glittering with
excitement. It promised to be a night of good, hard, demanding sex. She
turned and crossed to the bar and poured five glasses of the spiked lemonade
from the pitcher Ramesh had been careful to refill. She set the glasses on a
tray and carried them back to the waiting men, playing the considerate host
to perfection. They drained their glasses. She arched an eyebrow and offered
more. My god, she thought, with all that stuff, they'll never stop fucking
me!
The men gasped as the drug hit them hard. Their cocks quivered and their
muscles corded and popped and they felt the jizz surge in their balls.
Simultaneously, it hit her, too, and the men gasped in awe and astonishment
as they saw its effect. Her breasts swelled visibly, her nipples jumped
erect and her hips twitched provocatively. Her lips parted and her nostrils
flared, her breath sharp and shallow.
"Motherfucker!" Sandip gasped in awe.
Bablu grinned at her. He had heard of such things. He began to unbutton his
shirt. The three men came around and encircled her. She felt a sudden
frisson of sexual excitement.  Bablu pulled off his shirt and she noticed
that the others were doing the same. She stared at him and he grinned as her
eyes fell involuntarily to his crotch. He undid his trousers and unzipped
them slowly. They puddled to his feet. He kicked them away. She turned and
one by one, the others stripped themselves. She felt her heart thud in her
chest as she looked at their bodies. They were all well-muscled, lean and
hard and their cocks looked lovely, long and thick and dark, all
uncircumcised, with heavy balls, their pubic hair thick and springy. Mohan's
cock was about seven inches long, an inch and a half thick; Babu's was a tad
bigger.
But Sandip's was incredible. It hung a good nine inches long, limp, and
nearly two inches thick. Other women might have found it incongruous on one
so short and thin; Rajashri found it intensely exciting.
They stood there, watching her, chuckling at her glassy-eyed expression,
holding their cocks in their hands. Bablu reached forward and hooked two
fingers in the neck of her shirt, at the knot. He jerked it hard and she
gasped as the knot fell open. Behind her, Babu pulled it off her shoulders
and flung it aside. They turned her around, with her back to Mohan, facing
Sandip. Mohan hooked his hands in the waist of her shorts on either side of
her open fly and tugged downward. The shorts turned inside out and her
buttocks and naked cunt were exposed to their view. Sandip pulled her shorts
down her legs.
Now they were very close to her, all four of them with their bodies almost
touching hers. Her nostrils flared with the tangy, exciting, sweaty smell of
their hot bodies. Four pairs of hands fell on her naked midriff. Rajashri
tensed. The hands began to move, dexterously fondling her tingling flesh.
Rajashri gasped and squirmed as she felt hands on her breasts and buttocks
and in her crotch.
A pair of lips nuzzled her neck. Someone tongued her ear. A finger probed
her cunt. Another her anus. Someone squeezed her breasts and tweaked her
nipples, which were nut-hard. Her breasts grew turgid. She gasped thickly as
a mouth met hers, she did not know whose and a tongue snaked into her mouth.
At the same time, her cunt-lips parted and two fingers arched into her
flesh. She writhed and squirmed, whimpering and groaning. The two fingers in
her cunt wriggled and twisted and her hips juddered in excitement. They
pressed against her, their cocks rubbing against her cunt and buttocks. She
moaned softly.
The men stepped back. She stood in the centre, trembling and unsure. Bablu
put a hand on her shoulder and pressed her to her knees.
"Come on, whore ... first suck our cocks ... then we'll fuck you one by one.
The rest later."
Her face was inches from Bablu's gorgeous cock. She held his hips and then a
wild idea flashed across her mind. She looked up.
"Bablu ..."
"What?" he said impatiently.
"I've got an idea."
"What? Chickening out?"
"Not at all," she said tartly. "Ever played blind man's butt?"
He shook his head. "What's that?"
"I'll show you. Give me a handkerchief, a nice big one."
Bablu nodded and the men rummaged in their discarded trousers and pulled out
coloured handkerchiefs. They were of thick, printed cotton and she nodded
approvingly as they shook them open. They were sufficiently large for what
she had in mind.
"This is fine," she said, taking one and folding lengthwise into a long
band.
"It's like this," she explained. "First, you blindfold me. Then you fuck me
blind. Wherever you like, as you like, without telling me whose doing it.
I've to match man to cock."
The men chuckled in excitement. This was terrific. She giggled at their
enthusiasm. This game was popular at her bordello and had several
variations. One required all the players to wear blindfolds. The men would
then fuck her simultaneously and not only did she have to identify whose
cock was in which orifice, but each had to guess where the others were
fucking her. There was also a third variation, with several women, in which
the men wore the blindfolds and had to guess whose cunt or breasts or ass
were on their cocks or fingers or mouths. She had played these games
frequently; they were especially popular with group bookings at the
bordello. Once, she and Nisha and Dipti had serviced eight men together. The
men were ecstatic. The girls went wild as cocks swapped with bewildering
rapidity in their various orifices.
She gave Bablu the folded band. She turned her back to him and he laid it
over her eyes and knotted it firmly behind her head. She adjusted it. Sandip
held four fingers in front of her face and asked her to guess how many. She
could not. Mohan raised his hand as if to strike her hard. She didn't react.
Smiling, she shuffled her feet, turning around several times to disorient
herself. Silently, the men moved sideways in a circle around her. She went
down on her knees and now she did not know who was before her. She held her
hands up, reaching out for one of them, her arms apart and questing. The men
chuckled softly. Her hand touched a hip. She slid her hand along it, found a
cock. She moved her head closer, her fingers stroking and caressing the
cock, trying to guess the identity of its possessor. The men grinned. She
moved her head forward and opened her lips.
The cock throbbed in her fingers and began to swell. She jerked it deftly,
flipping back the foreskin. Her breath was warm on the cock-head. Her tongue
swirled around the cock- head. The man stifled a gasp. Slowly, she slipped
her lips down about the cock-head and began to suck on it. The man's hands
fell to her head and his hips lurched at her face. His cock ballooned in her
mouth.
She sucked it slowly, sliding her lips up and down along its length, her
head rocking back and forth, the cock glistening and gleaming between her
lips. She cupped and fondled the man's balls. It wasn't Sandip -- the cock
wasn't big enough; and it wasn't Bablu -- she knew his cock intimately.
Mohan or Babu then. She sucked harder, moving her head faster, her finger
pressed to his anus.
The men understood the game and kept their silence. Her excitement grew.
This was going to be tougher than she thought. Shaking her head in defeat,
she stopped and turned for another. This one was familiar -- the cock was
big and hard, and she knew the smell and taste and shape and thickness of
it.
"Bablu," she said softly, looking up and smiling.
Bablu grinned. "Yes, that's right," he acknowledged.
The others clapped and she giggled.
"Come on, now give me my present ... come in my mouth ..."
She took his penis in her mouth and began to suck it hungrily and quickly.
Bablu groaned and fucked her mouth rapidly, moving her head back and forth,
back and forth, his hips pumping. The others watched. Her face distended
with his size and her tongue worked his cock with cunning lasciviousness.
She moaned happily deep in her throat.
"Suck it ... suck it whore ... suck it hard ... Ahhhh yes ... that's it ...
harder, whore ... harder! Ohhhh yeh ... yes!" he gasped.
He exploded suddenly, the drug pushing him over the brink, the roiling jizz
in his balls uncontainable. His cock spumed an awesome load of gunk, thick,
hot, sticky gobs of it spurting into her mouth and down her throat. She
opened her mouth wide as she drank his seed, letting them see it go into her
mouth and spatter her face and lips. Sticky trails of it trickled over her
chin and down her neck. She wiped her face with her fingers and smeared it
on her breasts and belly and pubis and licked her fingertips. Bablu remained
kept his place and was astonished to find that his erection had not waned a
whit, nor had the clamour in his balls eased. He grunted and grinned and the
men whistled in surprise.
"Hey, look at this!" he cried. "The damn thing won't go down!"
"It's the drug in the lemonade," she murmured. "It'll keep you hard
forever!"
The sight of her sucking his cock and drinking his jizz had aroused the
others. Their cocks had grown erect. Quickly, she turned from Bablu to
another. This cock was huge -- ten and a half inches long, nearly three
inches thick. The man's hips were small and narrow. Sandip.
She moaned softly and took his cock between her lips. The drug and Bablu's
coming in her mouth had set her afire.
"Sandip," she muttered. "This has to be Sandip."
"Yes!" Sandip chuckled and jerked her face forward. "Suck it whore! Suck it
hard! OHHHhhh ... unhhhh ... *hanh* ... UNHHHHH *hanh* ... that's it yeh ...
take it bitch ... take my cock Ohhhh yeh ... suck it, slut ... suck my cock
Oh god yes Ohhhh uhhh yes!"
He took longer coming and she had to work harder on him. She quivered with
excitement imaging how long he would take fucking her cunt before he came.
His cock was incredibly big and hot, rock-hard and throbbing heavily, its
shaft ridged with angry veins. In all her unusual experience, few lovers had
bigger cocks -- Kishore and Jayant, certainly, and Hari, Neha's husband.
Intensely aroused, she sucked his cock rapidly, both fists on his tool,
jerking it faster and faster, her face bloated with the enormity of his
erection. Sandip fucked her face, his head bent to watch her, his hips
rocking, moving her head back and forth. She felt his cock quiver in her
mouth and she goaded him to come with her tongue pressing at his frenum,
trying to pry open the slit. The boy groaned, and jerked his hips at her
face. His cock was magnificent. She guessed him to be about sixteen, and
already he was a wonderful lover.
She sucked harder, her tongue working frenziedly on his cock, her head
rocking and jerking furiously back and forth, moaning and keening in her
throat. The boy lost control and his jizz erupted. She gasped and opened her
mouth wide, letting him spurt gunk over her face, into her mouth, and over
her breasts and belly. His load was even thicker and heavier, a veritable
deluge and it went on and on and on, spurting endlessly into her mouth and
spattering her face and breasts. Gasping and groaning, Sandip pushed his
cock into her mouth and made her suck it again.
"Let her go, you bastard!" Bablu snapped and Sandip stepped away.
Panting and gasping, she turned. At a signal from Bablu, the men circled her
in silence, confusing her. She found another cock and jerked it, took it in
her mouth. It was Bablu again. She stopped and looked up and he laughed. She
turned for another cock. The men moved, too. She got Sandip, and then Bablu
again and then Sandip again. She steadied herself and concentrated. At last
she caught a cock she hadn't sucked yet. This one was the fourth. It was a
big penis, about nine and a half inches long and correspondingly thick. It
felt bigger than the first one she had sucked. This had to be Babu. She said
so, and found she was right. Babu chuckled and the men applauded. He began
to fuck her mouth slowly, grinding and jerking his hips. She sucked his cock
steadily till he, too, came in her mouth.
Turning to the last, she found that they had moved again. She had to take
Bablu and Sandip and Babu several times in her mouth before she finally
found Mohan. Flushed with success she sucked his cock ardently, giddy with
excitement and the tangy smell and taste of their cocks and jizz. Mohan
fucked her slowly, savouring the pleasures of her mouth, thrusting his cock
in and out of her mouth for several minutes before he, too, came, flooding
her mouth with his jizz and spattering her body with it.
The game, and her success, excited her. Her tongue and lips tingled with the
tangy taste of their gunk. Her breasts and belly were spattered with gobs of
it. A thick, glutinous rivulet of spunk oozed slowly down her cleavage. Her
body was aflame with lust. She got to her feet and took off the mask.
"Come on, guys, carry me upstairs. Bablu, the second bedroom."
Four pairs of hands lifted her dusky body over their shoulders as though on
a bier. She let her head hang back and murmured softly as they took the
opportunity to fondle her breasts and cunt.
The second bedroom was large and cool, superbly furnished, with muted
lighting and a well-sprung king-size bed. Three deep armchairs were arranged
around a small coffee table by the window. The room opened onto a large deck
with a round table and four chairs. On either side of the bed stood matching
sidetables with elegant table lamps. A closet was fitted to one wall. There
was a bathroom ensuite. The bed had curved wrought iron frames at its head
and foot.
Rajashri told Sandip to open the doors to the balcony. It was still raining
out, and a cool breeze fluttered the curtains by the doors. She smiled
prettily at them and got onto the bed on her hands and knees.
"Want a show, guys?"
"What kind of show?" Mohan said, eyeing her body greedily.
She grinned. "Me fucking myself."
They chorused their assent and she fumbled to the bed, groped open a drawer
in the bedside table and pulled out several vibrators and dildos. Examining
them by touch, she selected two. One was ten inches long and two inches
thick, dotted with thick rubber knobs. The other was smooth and even, about
eight inches in length, an inch thick. Both were shaped like penises, with
bulbous cock-heads. The men gaped in surprise.
Lying on her back on the bed, she began to caress herself, watching them.
Sensuously, she caressed her breasts, squeezing them, rolling the rigid
nipples in her fingers. She scooped gunk on her fingers and smeared it on
her aureoles and lips, licked her fingers. Slowly, her hands crawled down
her firm, flat belly to her crotch. She opened her legs and lifted her
knees. The men shuffled around to the foot of the bed. They stared hungrily
at her cunt as she slowly pulled her cunt-lips open, showing them the moist
flesh within.
"Mmm," she moaned, rubbing her long, slender finger up and down her crack.
"That's good ... that's where I want your cocks ... in my hot cunt ..."
One hand on her breasts, the other at her crotch, she began to masturbate,
arching a finger delicately into her cunt. The men gaped as she moved it
gently in and out of her cunt, murmuring obscenely.
"Yes ... here ... hard ... in my sexy slit ... I want your hot cocks ...
your rock-hard cocks in my cunt ..."
Sandip licked his lips. His cock throbbed. She tormented them, playing with
herself before their eyes. Every one of them wanted nothing so much as to
fling himself on her and plunge his cock into that tempting cunt. She picked
up the knobbed dildo and, making sure that they were watching her, slowly
slid it into her cunt.
"Ohhhh ... if only ... if only this was your cock, Sandip ... don't you want
to fuck me?"
The poor boy gaped, nodded. His cock was out of control and she could see it
starting to swell and thicken. She held the dildo in both hands and spread
her legs further apart. Her shoulders stooped, her breasts, flecked with
their gunk, squeezed in heavy luscious mounds between her arms. She moved
the dildo slowly in and out of her cunt, twisting it round and round. There
was complete silence, except for her voice.
"Yes ... you will fuck me like this, won't you? Slowly ... slowly ... you
will fill my cunt with your cocks, won't you?"
She began to move it faster, her hips lurching and twitching, her face
flipping from side to side, her back arching. Her breasts jumped and
bounced. Her mouth was open and she slid her tongue around her upper lip in
a wanton, lascivious gesture, her words lewd.
"Bablu ... remember ... remember how you fucked me ... last night ... in my
mouth ... in my cunt ... even my ass ... nice and hard, too ... it felt so
good then ... don't you want to do it again, Bablu?"
Mohan and Babu were losing control, too and she smiled to herself and began
to move faster. Suddenly she flipped over onto all fours and, with one hand
on the dildo between her legs, looking over her shoulder at the quartet, she
continued masturbating. The men's eyes were riveted on her sodden cunt being
invaded by the phallic substitute. It glistened and gleamed as it went in
and out of her cunt, twisting and turning, rolling round and round. They
could see the hard long tongue of her clitoris being scraped and bent under
the stiff rubber knobs on its shaft. She moaned softly, jerking back and
forth on her knees and one arm, her breasts swinging. Now even Bablu's cock
began to respond.
"Fuck me like a bitch ... like a whore ... from behind ... I'm your whore
tonight ... fuck me hard ... and keep fucking me, guys ... that's the way I
like it ... I want my cunt filled with your cocks ... I'm your whore, your
slut ..."
Moaning and gasping, jerking back and forth, Rajashri went on and on, the
dildo pumping and grinding in her cunt. She stopped, leaving it inside her,
sticking out of her cunt and picked up the second baubon. She stretched her
arm down her back and pushed it between her buttocks. The men gasped when
they realised her intention. Slowly, moaning and keening, she squeezed it
into her anus. Her head arched and she cried out, her face contorting in a
rictus of lust.
"OHHHHHhhhh ... yes ... and ... don't forget ... to fuck my ass," she moaned
in husky sibilant voice. "Yes ... my cunt and ass ... together ... and ...
and I'll even take two of you in my cunt ... at the same time ... you'd like
that, wouldn't you, guys?"
She butt-fucked herself slowly, pumping the dildo in and out of her anus and
the men were mesmerized by the sight. Leaving the second dildo stuck in her
ass, she went back to frigging her cunt with the first.
Her buttocks writhed and her body swayed and lurched back and forth with the
pumping of her hand. Her gold necklace swung and her breasts jogged as she
moved.
Then, half-twisting her body, she began to move both dildos together,
rocking them simultaneously in and out of her cunt and ass. The men gasped
in awe at her twitching and writhing before them.
Sandip had abandoned all attempts to contain his erection. He moaned and
gasped and began to masturbate his gigantic penis. Babu and Mohan soon
joined in and even Bablu couldn't resist. Soon, all four were masturbating.
Bablu groaned as he watched her hands pump the two dildos in and out of the
adjacent orifices. Rajashri whimpered in a frenzy, gasping and keening,
rocking the dildos deeply in and out of her cunt and anus. She toppled over
onto her side and, in a frenzy of her own, started plunging and pistoning
the two baubons in and out of her flesh as she soared toward an orgasm. With
an ululating cry, she slid both deep into her and tensed, trembling and
gasping as the orgasm hit her hard, sweeping her along on a wave of ecstasy.
She lay there for a minute, catching her breath, slowly pulling the dildos
out of her cunt. Then she turned over and looked at them, grinning wickedly.
Then she moved forward on her knees to where Bablu stood and slowly tilted
her face up and drew his head down to hers, sliding her arms around his
neck.
"Now," she said. "Now you must pay me for the show!"
They understood her meaning and broke into huge grins. She began to laugh
and the others joined in. She went to each man in turn, gently kissing them,
pressing her body to theirs. They were all dying to fuck her. She moved back
to the centre of the bed and told Mohan to blindfold her again. He knelt
behind her and tied the band around her eyes and she adjusted it firmly. He
kissed the nape of her neck, his hands around her, fondling and squeezing
her breasts. She cupped her hands in his and arched an arm up around his
neck and turned her face to kiss him. She curled her other arm behind, for
his cock. It was hot and hard, slippery with pre-cum gunk. She masturbated
him gently and he pressed his cock to her buttocks, squeezing her breasts
hard. Twisting her face to his, he kissed her roughly, thrusting his tongue
into her mouth.
"Not now," she murmured. "Fuck me later. Now let's play the second part of
our game. Sandip, there's some rope in the cupboard. Get it, will you,
there's a pet. Have you found it? Good. Okay, here's what we do. First, tie
me to the bed, like this and fuck me and I'll guess you from your cocks.
Then do it again, but from behind. Got it?"
The men chuckled and Sandip tossed the rope to Mohan. She spread her arms
and legs, lifting her knees. Mohan lashed her wrists and ankles to the
bedposts. She lay before them, blindfolded and trapped, theirs for the
asking.
"Come on then ... fuck me!" she murmured sexily. "Fuck my cunt!"
A warm, musky male body moved onto the bed and bent over her. His mouth met
hers and his tongue slid between her lips. She writhed under him. It wasn't
Sandip -- this man was too well built. One of the others. She felt the
cock-head at her cunt-lips and arched her hips provocatively.
"Fuck me," she moaned, lasciviously tonguing her unknown lover's ear.
He teased her hard nipples with his fingers and lips and bent his head to
suck them. She shuddered in pleasure, but he kept his silence, enjoying the
game. He squeezed her breasts gently, pressing and rolling the swollen
mounds in her palms. He scraped his fingernails across her nipples and,
moistening his fingertip, rubbed it over her aureoles. She shivered. Her
breasts grew harder with excitement. He dragged his tongue down her neck and
between her breasts, through the mucilaginous gunk smeared on her smooth,
dusky flesh. She tensed as his tongue rippled up the swell of one breast.
She arched her back as though to feed it to his mouth. Teasing one nipple
with his fingers, he ran his tongue in slow circles over the aureole of the
other. Rajashri whimpered and writhed ecstatically. He flicked it back and
forth with his tongue, rolling the other in forefinger and thumb.
"Yes!" she gasped. "Ohhhhh yes ... yes ..."
He tugged at her nipple with his lips, scraped his teeth across it. She
gasped and her body twisted sharply under him. Slowly, he drew her breast
into his mouth and began to suck on it with increasing pressure. She gasped
thickly. Gently and slowly, nibbling her nipple with the lightest of bites,
he let go and dragged his tongue across to her other breast.
She arched her back to his face. His hand crawled down her firm belly to her
cunt. Her legs jerked wide open and he slid a thick finger along her crack.
She moaned and her hips jerked up. He found her clitoris, and pressed it
hard with his fingertip, vibrating his hand rapidly. She cried out, and
slowly, he arched a finger into her and began to masturbate her. She
whimpered deep in her throat, her hips bucking and lurching, her head
rolling from shoulder to shoulder.
The man bent over her and pressed his cock-head to her cunt-lips. She arched
her loins. He flexed his buttocks and eased his hips forward and sank his
spear into her scabbard. She gasped softly, her head arching, her back
bowing, her loins jerking upward as the searing heat of it slid deep into
her flesh. Her hips jerked upward and her cunt engulfed his penis. She
guessed it to be either Mohan or Babu, she still couldn't tell which.
The man began to fuck her steadily and she whimpered, her body jerking and
snapping, her head spinning from side to side.  He stifled his gasps, not
wanting to give her a clue. She moaned and gasped, lurching and jerking as
his thrusts grew faster and deeper and harder.
"Ohhhh ... uNHhhh OHhhh ... who're you," she moaned in desperation. "Mohan?
... or Babu? ... Ohhhhh ... UNhhhh ... yes ... Unhhhhhh yes ... fuck me ...
fuck me hard! Unhhhhhh ohhh yes ... fuck me ... fuck me yes!"
The other three began to clap, pacing her lover's thrusts. Steadily at
first, then faster and faster and faster, till her cries and the resounding
cracks of their palms rang in her ears. She still couldn't tell. He began
ram-fucking her and she went crazy as his cock pistoned and rocked in and
out of her cunt.
His buttocks rose and fell, bobbing and bouncing, flexing and unflexing, his
swollen cock plunging and thrusting and reaming into her. She orgasmed
without a clue as to her lover's identity. Her orgasm passed and still he
kept stroking powerfully in and out of her. She stopped moving under him.
"Later, again," she moaned. "I can't guess ... let somebody else try ..."
She had no difficulty guessing the identity of the next man to fuck her. The
ithyphallic youth was unmistakably Sandip. Levering her thighs open with his
knees, he paused with his cock- head at her cunt-lips, flexed his buttocks
and then drove his enormous penis smoothly into her cunt with a single deep
thrust that sent her head whipping back. Her body cambered and bowed taut in
shock and her fingers went white, clenching the bedpost.
"Sannhhhhhhhhdiiiiiiiiiiip!" she cried. "OHmauhhhhOHHHHHH!"
He chuckled and, bending his head, thrust his tongue into her mouth. She
moaned ecstatically, writhing and twitching under him, his huge cock
embedded deep in her flesh.  He fucked her slowly, his small, hard buttocks
flexing and unflexing and bobbing gently up and down. His cock was
incredibly big, thick and hot and hard and it throbbed and pulsed
electrically, deep in her belly. Moaning heavily, she writhed under him, her
hips heaving and grinding under his thighs. What a man, she thought, oh god,
what a man!
He bent his head and sucked her breasts and she writhed and gasped, her body
thrashing and jerking, twisting and heaving. Fucking her steadily, he
surprised her with his skill. He moved gently, letting her get accustomed to
the enormity of his penis, swinging his hips in gentle undulating circular
motions, grinding his cock in her cunt. Her jizz-spattered body arched and
twisted under his, her turgid breasts and hard nipples scraping against his
lean chest. His huge cock rasped against her inflamed clitoris.
"Yes ... Ohh YES ... YES OH GOD YES ... FUCK ME SANDIP ... FUCK MY CUNT ...
YEH ... OHH YES ... THAT'S IT UNHH!" she whimpered.
On outstretched arms and knees over her, the slender youth changed his
rhythm and swung his hips smoothly up and down, back and forth. Taking his
time, moving slowly and easily at first, gently probing her cunt, he slid
his cock deeply in and out in a steady rhythm. His buttocks flexed and
unflexed and his monster penis glistened and gleamed as it appeared and
disappeared into her cunt. The others watched, fascinated.
"Take it whore! Take my cock ... take it, YEH!" the lad gasped.
Suddenly, he started ramming his penis into her cunt. She cried out in
shock, her face contorting, her body twisting in lust under him. The huge
cock thundered into her cunt, reaming and ramming, spiralling in deep. Her
loins juddered and thudded up against his, its muscles convulsing and
spasming frantically on the gigantic cock- shaft. Her breasts bounced and
jiggled violently and the gold chain around her neck jumped and slapped on
her flesh. Her back bowed and unbowed, rose and fell and her body jerked
hard under his thrusts.
"OH OH OH OH OH OH OHH ma uNHHH AH SANDIP UNHHH OHHH!" she screamed.
Abruptly, just as she verged on the brink of an orgasm, he slowed again and
began to fuck her slowly. She gasped in joy and awe and he bent his head to
her breasts, making her moan softly as he teased her nipples with his tongue
and teeth. Again, without warning, he reared up and slammed his cock into
her and began to ram-fuck her, reaming his penis into her cunt. She screamed
thinly, her body jerking, her back bowing and unbowing, her breasts bouncing
and exploded violently. Her cunt convulsed in a frenzy on his penis, and he
gasped and flung his head back and slammed his penis into her repeatedly.
With a shuddering moan, he rammed in deep and held fast, his hips twitching
at her cunt. His cock erupted, and she gasped and arched in unbridled joy as
his lava-hot jizz spewed in a never-ending flood into her slit.
Panting, Sandip rolled off her body. Within seconds, her third lover had his
cock embedded in her cunt. She recognised him at once. This was Babu, and so
the first had to be Mohan. Babu sniggered in approval and fucked her quickly
and efficiently, pushing her to another orgasm before he exploded inside
her. Then Mohan took his place and fucked her steadily till he, too, came.
The last was Bablu. His cock was familiar and she didn't have to guess at
all. It was beautiful, just right, big and strong and thick and hot and
hard. He took her gently, kissing and fondling her body, caressing her
breasts and face till she was whimpering with joy. He slowed and pulled off
her blindfold. She blinked her eyes, squinted and smiled at him. She moved
slowly under him, her cunt heaving and convulsing on his steadily stroking
cock.
"Having fun?" she murmured, tonguing his ear.
"Mm. Yes. Very much. You're not tired?"
She was touched by his concern. "Not at all. I could go on all night, no
problem."
"Good. These three are animals."
"So much the better."
"Listen. If you don't want to do anything they want, tell me. I'll stop
them."
"Will they listen to you?"
"I'll stuff their balls in their asses if they don't!"
She smiled. My hero, she thought. God, what a stud ... I must remember to
report him to HQ. Him and the others. They're special. Jayant will be
pleased.
"Come ... now fuck me hard," she murmured.
At once, he responded like a thoroughbred stallion, smoothly picking up
speed. Faster and faster he went and she moved in perfect unison with him,
matching him thrust for thrust, with practiced skill and ease. Their bodies
rocked and jerked together, their cries rising in a crescendo of joy. He
flung his head back as his buttocks pumped and pistoned faster and faster,
thrusting his cock deeper and deeper into her, burying himself in the
incredible warmth and tightness of her cunt-sheath. As his cock stroked
powerfully into her flesh, she arched and bowed beneath him, her head
turning sensuously from side to side, goading him with obscene words and
lewd love-calls. He began ram-fucking her, moving furiously and she cried
out, her body jerking and snapping under his thrusts, her breasts bouncing
and tossing. Her cries rose and grew sharp and staccato and she orgasmed
with intense pleasure, her body bowing taut under his. He groaned at the
convulsing spasms of her cunt on his penis. He thrust into her again till
she felt his seed spurt in her cunt.
They rested, with Rajashri still lashed to the bed, the men sprawled about
the room. Babu went down and fetched the lemonade. The men drank, then
untied her and gave her a drink, too. The drugs sharpened their lust afresh.
The four penises jerked erect and sawed the air. Smiling, she went to each
of them in turn and took their cocks in her mouth, sucking hungrily.
"Fuck me again," she grinned. "All of you. On my front this time."
Returning to the bed, turning on her knees and forearms, Rajashri spread her
thighs, offering the foursome her cunt and butt. Babu tied her wrists to the
bedposts again but left her legs free. Her swollen breasts hung luscious and
succulent. She looked over her shoulder at the four men and ran her tongue
lasciviously over her upper lip.
"Come on then ... fuck me ... fuck my cunt, guys ... I'm hot for you!"
Mohan sprang forward with a gasp and, kneeling behind her, quickly squeezed
his throbbing penis into her cunt. She moaned softly with pleasure as his
penis ran into her cunt. He fucked her rapidly, holding her hips and jerking
his cock in and out of her cunt. Whimpering and gasping, she rocked under
him, her breasts swinging erotically. He went faster and she cried out, her
body jerking and snapping under his thrusts. His buttocks flexed and
unflexed and his cock glistened and gleamed as it went in and out of her
cunt.  Faster and faster he went and their orgasms crashed together and he
shot his load in her slit. Then it was Babu's turn, and Bablu followed,
squatting astride her hips and ramming hungrily in and out of her cunt till
he was sated.
When Sandip took his chance, she was quivering with excitement. He pulled
her hips up high, her legs out straight and, standing behind her, bent over
her so that their bodies were like two hairpins. Slowly, he squeezed his
cock into her, going in deep and then, as his mates watched, began to
ram-fuck her cunt. His buttocks flexed and unflexed and the others could see
the puckered flesh of his anus and the glistening penis as it thundered
powerfully in and out of her cunt. Her head hung between her arms, and she
clenched the bedposts, crying out in joy. Her breasts tossed violently under
him and he squeezed them in a frenzy as her cunt cramped viciously on his
cock and forced his orgasm.
All five were doped to the gills with potent aphrodisiacs. Within minutes,
they were fucking again. This time, she made them untie her and allowed them
to do what they wanted.
The men paired off and Mohan and Babu fucked her together in her cunt and
mouth, switching places frequently. Then it was Sandip and Bablu, and, after
they were done, she took them again, one by one. After a short respite, they
said they wanted more. She did not refuse, and now she gave them a whirl.
She took both Mohan and Babu in her cunt and ass simultaneously, while
Sandip fucked her mouth. On and on they went, sating their lust. They were
exhausted when they finally finished, several hours later. Rajashri left
them and staggered to her bedroom and crawled into bed. Within minutes, she
was asleep.
She woke to the touch of Ramesh's lips on her nipple. She stirred and
stretched and arched and he sucked gently on her nipple. She murmured her
pleasure, caressing his head.
"Good morning. Had fun last night?"
"Oh yes. They were very good. And you?"
"Magnificent."
"When did you get back?"
"About three o'clock."
"Were they still here?"
"Yeah. Snoring. I threw them out. Enough is enough."
"Good for you."
Rajashri's driver smiled and kissed her deeply, his tongue inveigling into
her mouth. She murmured softly, caressing his hard, naked body, her hand
trickling down to his crotch. His penis hardened slowly as she caressed it.
His lips slithered down her body and she arched her back when he swirled his
tongue around her puckered aureoles and gently flicked her stiff nipples
with his tongue. Slowly, he squeezed one succulent mound in his hand and
sucked it tenderly, scraping her nipple across his teeth and gums and the
roof of his mouth. She sighed in pleasure as tiny flames of excitement leapt
to her groin. He squeezed both breasts together and sucked her nipples
simultaneously, making her gasp when he nibbled sharply, briefly on her hard
nipples.
"Ohhhh yes!" she gasped. "Oh god Ramesh yes!"
Chuckling softly, he moved his head lower, down her firm belly to her crotch
and she spread her legs and caressed his head. He licked her slit gently and
she murmured softly, moving his head round and round in her crotch.
"Mm, that's lovely. Come on, give me your cock."
He swung around and they sixty-nined. His penis was wonderful, thick and
long and dark and she took it in her mouth and sucked gently on it,
savouring its taste and weight and size. His tongue was lovely in her cunt,
thick and rough and adroit. He rolled off and she slid her body over his,
straddling his hips and swiftly impaling her cunt on her driver's penis.
Suddenly, she giggled. He grinned, looking at her astride him, and squeezed
her breasts gently.
"What's the joke, cunt?"
She laughed. "Hey. When you do this to me, what are you?"
"What?"
"My screwdriver!"
Ramesh laughed. She bent over and kissed him, sliding her tongue into his
mouth. Her breasts were hot and heavy in his hands and she began to rock
gently on his penis.
An hour later, they were ready to leave. She came downstairs and said
goodbye to the servants to had lined up at the door. She kissed each of them
in turn, gently and tenderly, fondling their crotches. Pandu pawed her
breasts and asked if he could fuck her one last time.
"Do all of you want to?" she murmured, looking at Laxman and the cook and
the gardener.
They nodded and she smiled. "Okay, come on then. Out on the verandah."
On the porch, Rajashri let them strip her slowly and fondle her body. One by
one, she undressed them, pulling off their shirts, opening their shorts or
trousers and gently fondling their long penises. Without exception, all the
servants were well endowed. Rajashri let them crowd around her and,
murmuring in pleasure, kissed one, then another, then the third and the
fourth. Hands caressed her breasts and buttocks and cunt. Her body warmed
with excitement and lust.
She turned first to the gardener and, kissing him, slowly, lasciviously slid
down his body, pausing briefly to suck his nipples, going down to her knees.
Taking his cock in her fingers, she lifted it to her lips and started to
suck it gently, her head rocking back and forth. The gardener grunted and
fucked her face slowly, with visible pleasure, rocking her head back and
forth in his hands. His cock swelled in her mouth. Then she turned to the
cook and, when he was erect, to Laxman and finally to the impatient,
grumbling Pandu.
She laughed softly as she sucked him, and relented and let him fuck her
first. Lying on her back on the cool tiles, Rajashri parted her legs and the
servant bent over her and slowly ground his cock into her, watching her face
and gasping. She moaned thickly, caressing his back and her hips bucked up
to meet his in descent. Her hands slid down to grip his buttocks and her
legs wound taut about his lean hips as she drew him deep into her flesh. His
cock throbbed powerfully and she loved every inch of it inside her.
"C'mon, Pandu," she said, kissing him deeply. "Now fuck me hard!"
The servants fucked her by turns, quickly and deeply, thrusting greedily
into her clonic, convulsing cunt again and again, taking her in different
positions. After Pandu had finished, the cook fucked her from behind,
kneeling behind her and holding her hips and rocking her cunt back and forth
along the length of his thick, long penis. Then it was Laxman's turn and he
fucked her on her side, lying behind her and jigging her eagerly up and down
on his upright penis. The gardener loved sodomising her and she let him have
his way, bowing to his desire when he squeezed his massive cock into her
rear channel.
Each of them came hard, spewing his gunk into her cunt or mouth or anus.
Finally, they were sated and, after a few minutes, she rose. Going back to
the bedroom, she cleaned up and said her final adieu and climbed into her
car. Ramesh gunned the engine and the car slid smoothly forward. Rajashri
waved to the servants and then rolled up the window and leaned back in her
seat.
"Home," she said. "Take me home Ramesh. And drive slowly."
She slept for an hour and then, waking, told Ramesh to pull off the highway
onto a small dirt track that led to the Indrayani river. He stopped the car
on the riverbank and she got out and strolled down the edge, her sandals in
her hands, dipping her feet in the rippling water. Ramesh followed at a
distance. Rajashri strolled back to a leafy tree by the river's edge. There
was a soft grassy carpet at its foot. She turned to her chauffeur and
smiled.
"Come here, lover," she murmured, unbuttoning her blouse. "Come and fuck
me."
Ramesh grinned and sauntered up. She tilted her face to his, closing her
eyes and murmuring as his tongue snaked into her mouth and his hands cupped
her beautiful breasts. She unbuttoned his tunic slowly, caressing his
muscular torso with her shapely fingers and then slowly unbuttoned his
trousers and pulled down his fly. His penis was warm and thick and inviting
in her hands. With a soft sigh, Rajashri slid to her knees on the grassy
verge and, opening her mouth, took her servant's penis in her mouth.