Chapter 1: Tantalus

“OHH UNH OH UNH OH OH OH OHHH YES ... YES ... FUCK ME ... YES OHHH YES!”

Aroused by her obscene, overjoyed cries, Anuja’s servant rammed his penis into her cunt.

“Say it again, cunt!” he gasped. “Say you like it!”

“Yes ... OHHH yes!” she gasped. “Oh god, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Do it! Fuck me baby! Harder!”

On her hands and knees before him, Anuja gripped the bed stand with clenched fingers. Kneeling behind her, holding her waist, her servant swung his hips violently back and forth, slamming his penis in and out of her cunt. Her heavy, pendulous breasts jiggled. Leaning forward, he squeezed them hard, jerking her back and forth on his cock, grunting and gasping. Her cunt spasmed on his throbbing penis. Her head arched and twisted and he jammed his mouth to hers and forced his tongue between her lips. She whimpered deep in her throat, shaking and rocking in delirious ecstasy under him. Her dusky body glistened with sweat and the gold chain around her neck tossed back and forth. His hips crashed against her buttocks, his balls slapping at her cunt-lips.

Faster and faster he went, fucking her brutally. He squeezed her breasts hard and jerked her savagely down onto his penis again. Anuja’s lovely eyes fluttered shut and her lips drew back in a rictus of lust, baring her white teeth.

“OHhhhh ... Uhhh ohh yes Bharat yes ... yes ... fuck me! Fuck me hard, lover! Ohhh yes ... Ohhh uhhh ... unhh OHH!” she moaned in unbridled joy.

Her cunt convulsed frenetically on his penis and she orgasmed. Her servant gasped at the fierce cramping of her cunt on his penis, and, with a shuddering cry, rammed his cock into her repeatedly, jerking her forward under his thrusts. Anuja gasped and cried out loudly as his enormous penis reamed and rammed deep into her convulsing cunt-flesh. His cock embedded deep in her cunt, his hips twitching violently at her buttocks, he exploded. Anuja moaned softly in pleasure as her servant’s hot spoot spurted in stinging jets deep in her cunt and seeped in a sticky flood over her trembling thighs.

Gasping and panting, his fine, muscular body streaming with sweat, the servant slid his penis out of her and collapsed on the bed beside her. Anuja whimpered and slid over him and kissed him gently, fondling his chest and groin. She cupped his balls and penis lovingly, stroking his shaft, raking her fingernails up and down its length.

“That was lovely,” she gasped, tonguing his ear wantonly. “Thank you.”

He squeezed her breasts and grinned. “Anytime, cunt. Anytime at all.”

“Fine. How about right now?” she giggled.

Without waiting for an answer, she slithered down and took her servant’s long, dark penis in her mouth. He chuckled softly and murmured in pleasure. Gently, she sucked his cock, using her tongue cunningly, and her head bobbed and bounced steadily over his thighs. His cock quivered and slowly began to rise and swell in her mouth again. She murmured with pleasure. He groaned and squeezed her breasts and then slid his hand to her crotch. She was lying on her side, and she lifted her upper leg high, bending her knee. Bharat arched two fingers into her sodden cunt. Her hips writhed. He started to masturbate her gently as she sucked his penis. Her cunt convulsed on his wriggling fingers and he chuckled as her buttocks swayed erotically. She moaned deep in her throat.

“Use the ice, cunt,” he commanded.

Anuja grinned impishly. Pausing, she thrust her hand into the ice-bucket by the bed. She popped an ice-cube into her mouth and bent her head to her servant’s crotch again. Bharat gasped sharply as the cold ice slithered over his cock-head and shaft.

Bharat’s penis swelled again. It was eight inches long and correspondingly thick. Anuja loved it. Whimpering eagerly, she straddled his lap and moved his cock between her legs. Gently, she eased her cunt down onto his cock-head. Her handsome lover grunted softly and squeezed her heavy breasts. Smiling with pleasure, holding the tip of penis in her cunt, she leaned forward and kissed him lasciviously, sliding her tongue between his lips.

“I love your fat cock,” she murmured. “I want it in my cunt forever.”

The servant chuckled. “No can do, slut,” he said, squeezing her breasts. “But I’ll try.”

She smiled, and moved up slightly to press her breast to his lips. “You do that, lover,” she said. “And I want it in my ass, too.”

“Yeah. Haven’t fucked your butt in some time,” her servant replied, gently sucking on one breast.

“Mm. Not for a month, as I recall. Do it after this,” she murmured.

“Yeah.”

Bharat tugged at her nipple with his teeth and Anuja groaned softly, in deep pleasure. Her hips squirmed gently over his groin. He squeezed her buttocks and, prying them open, pressed his fingertip to her anus. Anuja sighed and slowly eased her cunt down, engulfing his cock in the moist warmth of her cunt. Bharat groaned and pressed his fingertip firmly forward. She tensed, then yielded with a shuddering groan as he slid his finger into her asshole. Her cunt and sphincter contracted involuntarily on his cock and finger, and Bharat gasped and flexed his buttocks upward. Anuja cried out sharply as his penis surged deep into her cunt. Simultaneously, he sucked hard on her breast, gnawing at her rigid, quivering nipple, and twisted his finger in her anus. Anuja’s buttocks snapped together and her hips writhed ecstatically over him. The sensations were overpowering. She arched her head and gasped, her large, dark eyes hooded with lust.

“OHHH Bharat! OHhhh ma ... unhhh OHHH!” she cried.

Bharat thought her incredibly sexy. Over the past three years, he had fucked her almost daily, and he never tired of her. She was vivacious and bubbly and attractive, and sexually ravenous and she never refused him. He only had to ask.

She was dusky and fleshy with superb curves. Her breasts were full and generous and ripe, with long, stiff nipples in dark, puckered aureoles. Her belly was firm and flat and her hips flared to delectably curved buttocks. Her flesh was firm, yet soft, like a perfectly made cake. Her face was round, with large, dark eyes rimmed with kajal, and a strong, straight nose. Her lips were a tad fleshy, but perfect on her. Her teeth were white and even. She had a sparkling, infectious laugh. Her skin was smooth, with several sexy dark birth-marks on her neck and face. There was one in her cleavage, which he found intensely erotic. She wore a thick gold necklace and several rings on her shapely fingers.

“Come on, Bharat,” she gasped now. “Fuck me! Fuck my cunt hard!”

Bharat bucked his hips rhythmically under her and, squeezing her breasts together with one hand, pumping the other between her buttocks, sucked on both breasts simultaneously. Her nipples quivered between his lips and he scraped them across his teeth and gums, flicking them with his tongue. Anuja cried out, clenching his head, her hips squirming and writhing erotically over his. His cock churned her hot cunt and his finger darted in and out of her anus.

“Oh God yes! Ohhh yes! Yes ... do it Bharat! Do it to me! OH yes!” she cried.

Her voice was clear and husky and turned him on. He pushed her up so that she was kneeling over his hips and, crushing her breasts in his hands, bucked rapidly under her. Anuja moaned, flinging her head back, her body bouncing on his groin. Her cunt rocked up and down the length of his shaft. She stretched back and cupped his heavy balls, squeezing them erotically, and twining her fingers in his hand at her buttocks. Suddenly, holding her shoulder, he jammed her down onto his cock and rammed his finger deep into her anus and stopped her from moving. Anuja hissed in shock, her back arching, her head flying back. She squeezed her breasts, rolling her nipples under her palms.

“Yes,” she groaned, her hips squirming in tight little circles. “Oh god, yes!”

Watching the erotic lust on her face, Bharat drew his finger out of her anus slowly. She moaned at the release in pressure and her cunt convulsed on his penis. He pressed his finger to her lips. She sucked it lasciviously, savouring the musky taste and odour of her anus on his fingertip. He shuddered as she scraped her fingernails over his small, dark, hard nipples. He held her hips and buttocks and lifted her slightly, then brought her back down onto his cock. Anuja groaned her pleasure and they began to move in unison again, rocking and bucking together. Leaning over him on outstretched arms, Anuja moved her hips up and down, sliding her cock up and down the length of his cock-shaft. Her breasts jiggled and wobbled as he thrust up greedily into her, pushing his cock in as far as it would go. Groaning and gasping, she rocked and swung back and forth over him, her face suffused with lust. He gasped as she flexed and unflexed her buttocks rapidly over his cock, sucking him deep into her flesh. Steadily, they gathered speed, and soon they were crying out loudly as their bodies rocked and slammed hungrily together.

“Ohhh Bharat-Bharat-Bharat OHmaunnh OH ... fuck me! Fuck me, Bharat!”

“Take it! Take it, whore! Take my cock!” Bharat gasped in return.

Anuja’s hips crashed down onto his lap again and again and she cried out with each plunge, her face contorted with lust. She soared towards an orgasm and, at the last minute, just as it threatened to break, she paused deftly and slid quickly off his penis. Bharat chuckled. The bitch was incredibly hot.

As he expected, she turned around and mounted him again, with her back to him and, holding his penis, quickly impaled herself on it. Squeezing her breasts, she jigged eagerly up and down and back and forth on his penis, fondling his balls, scraping his shaft with her fingernails. His balls squeezed up against her cunt-lips and she cupped them tenderly, making him groan with joy.

Bharat was mesmerised by the sight of her cunt sliding up and down his upright shaft, glistening with their consilient juices as it emerged and disappeared from the tempting crevice between the delectably firm curves of her buttocks. He fingered her anus and she laughed over her shoulder down at him and clapped her buttocks together rapidly, squeezing her cunt tight on his cock.

“Want it, Bharat?” she murmured slyly. “Want my ass now?”

“Yeah,” he gasped. “I want to fuck your butt.”

Grinning, she slowed and bent steeply forward on her forearms, still looking over her shoulder at him. Her hips rose and gently, she eased her cunt off his cock, almost reluctantly, pausing at the end to tease him by rolling her cunt over his cock-head. Her buttocks splayed open as she shuffled her knees apart and lifted her hips even higher, proffering her anus for his pleasure. Her breasts were pendulous and he saw her caress them wantonly, plucking at her nipples with her fingers.

“Come on then,” she murmured. “Fuck my butt, Bharat ... shove your cock into my ass!”

Her servant scrambled to his knees behind her. She shook her head.

“Not like that. Squat over my hips. So it goes in really deep. I want to feel all of it in my asshole, Bharat. Come on!”

Bharat chuckled. She really enjoyed having her butt fucked. Once, he had invited two of his pals to fuck her together. He could still remember the sight of them fucking her simultaneously in her cunt and ass, their swollen cocks sawing alternately between her thighs, filling the adjacent orifices. Anuja couldn’t get enough of it. Fortunately, they were strong, sturdy lovers, with immense stamina. They fucked her skilfully for over an hour, in every orifice, before they were finally done.

The memory excited him. He moved astride her hips in a deep squat. He was a powerful, muscular man and the position was no strain. He pulled her buttocks higher, pushing her neck down so that her shoulders were on the bed, her face turned to one side on the counterpane. She waited breathlessly.

“Slowly,” she mumbled. “Put it in slowly ... I want to feel every inch of it.”

Panting with lust, her servant pushed his throbbing penis into the cleft between her buttocks. The cock-head paused at her anus. She was utterly relaxed, and there was no resistance. Bharat flexed his buttocks and eased his cock-head forward. It slipped smoothly into her rear channel. Anuja groaned softly, closing her eyes, her hands stretching up to hold the bedposts.

“AHHHHHhh ... yes! Ohhh god yes! Yes! OHHHHH yes! More!” she moaned. “Put it in, Bharat ... all of it!”

Watching her face with delight, the handsome young servant slowly slid his cock deeper and deeper into her. Anuja gave no indication of pain. Her lips parted and her tongue arched sensuously over her upper lips. He saw her squeeze her breasts. Her ass was hot and tight and, as he went in deeper, he let out a loud groan, arching his head in joy.

“Yes,” she gasped. “Oh that’s so good, Bharat ... come on ... yes! Ohhh yes!”

Deeper and deeper his penis burrowed, surging into her anus till he was fully embedded in her flesh. He paused, his muscles taut and quivering, battling the raging storm in his loins.

“Come on,” she gasped, her eyes closed, her lips parted, her fingers taut on the bedpost. “Come on, Bharat ... fuck me! Fuck my ass, lover! Come on!”

Her anus convulsed gleefully on his penis and he gasped. Her buttocks squirmed in excitement against his hips. His balls were pressed to her buttocks. With a shuddering groan, Bharat unflexed his buttocks slowly and slid his cock up and out of her. Anuja gasped at the sudden release in pressure. With a slow, skewering thrust, he ran his penis into her again, drawing a low, ululating, obscene moan of joy from her.

“Again,” she cried. “Do that again!”

He regained a measure of control and, chuckling, obeyed her. His cock pulled out, then slid in again. He started to move in a steady rhythm, stroking smoothly and unhurriedly in and out, back and forth. His cock shone and glistened as it emerged and disappeared between her buttocks. Anuja’s cries were low and guttural and obscene. Bharat felt dizzy with excitement. Her anus was hot and tight as a glove; its spasms on his penis left him breathless. His hunger mounted, spurred by her obscene love-calls. He began to move faster, thrusting his cock greedily in and out of her asshole.

Anuja’s face contorted with lust. Her body jerked and snapped and rocked back and forth under his lunging thrusts. She stretched a hand back and circled his pistoning shaft with her fingers, raking it with her nails. He gasped and moved faster still and his cock slipped and glided between her fingers into her anus. Faster and faster he went, pumping and thrusting greedily into her anus. Anuja’s cries grew louder and more obscene.

“Yes! Ohhh yes, Bharat, yes! Fuck me! OHhhhhh uhhh OHhhhhhhh uhhhh OHHhh uhhh yes! Fuck my ass, Bharat! Butt-fuck me ... hard! Ohhhh god yes!”

“C’mon ... take it! Take it, whore! Take my cock! OHHhh yeh! Take it! Take my cock, bitch ... ohhh yes ... god ... your ass is so tight ... Yeh ... take it ... take it all!” he responded.

Panting and gasping, Bharat slowed to a deep, grinding action. Anuja whimpered joyously. Her servant’s penis felt wonderful, rock-hard and throbbing powerfully as it rasped heavily in and out of her asshole. He drew slowly outward and paused and she moaned and eased herself onto her side, drawing one leg up high, stretching the lower one. Bharat grunted and eased himself onto his knees. Anuja murmured softly as he flexed his buttocks and slowly squeezed his cock into her butt again.

“Mmm ... yes ... ohh Bharat ... that feels so good...,” she said, arching sexily.

Bharat chuckled and slid his hand up her body to squeeze her breasts. She whispered in excitement as he crushed the swollen mounds in his hands, tweaking and pinching her aching nipples. He fucked her slowly for several minutes, savouring the pleasure and drawing it out, rocking steadily in and out of her anus. Anuja’s face suffused with lust. She moaned, writhing under him, stretching a hand between her legs to squeeze his heavy balls.

They paused briefly and now she turned on her back and lifted her legs up high and wide, hooking her hands under her knees. Bharat bent over her and squeezed his cock into the cleft between her splayed buttocks. Anuja gasped and arched, rolling onto the small of her back as her servant’s thick cock popped into her anus. Her face contorted in a rictus of lust and she squeezed her breasts hard in her hands. Her buttocks jerked upward eagerly.

“Yes! C’mon Bharat ... fuck me! Fuck my ass!” she cried. “Fuck it hard! Shove it all in lover OHHHHHHHH yes! Yes! Ohhhhh god yes! Do ... UHHHHHh ... do it Bharat ... do it! Fuck me! Fuck my asshole, lover!”

Bharat flexed his buttocks and drove his cock deeply into her anus. It spasmed on his penis and his head snapped back and he let out a shuddering cry. Anuja’s face twisted and her head snapped to one side, her mouth tearing open in an ululating love-call. Bharat buried his penis deep in her anus and paused. Anuja whimpered, writhing erotically, ecstatically under him. Her face turned to his and Bharat bent deeply to kiss her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Anuja hooked her knees over his shoulders and caressed his powerful shoulders and biceps. Now she was almost folded in half under him.

“Come on, Bharat ... fuck my ass hard now,” she whispered, tonguing his ear.

Bharat grinned and straightened on outstretched arms. He took a deep breath to steady himself and then began moving. His buttocks unflexed and his cock slid outward. Smoothly flexing them again, he thrust into her anus. Anuja gasped, rolling onto the small of her back with his thrust. Again he pulled out, and slid in and yet again. Anuja’s face flipped from side to side and she writhed and thrashed eagerly under him. Slowly, he built up speed, moving in a steady, masterful rhythm, stroking powerfully and relentlessly back and forth, his cock pistoning in and out of her anus. It emerged and disappeared between her buttocks and he moved faster still, till he was hammering rapidly and furiously at her, making her body snap and jerk under his, his balls slapping at her buttocks. Anuja’s neck arched and her mouth tore open as she gasped and cried out loudly and lewdly with gutter obscenities.

“Yes! Ohhhhh Bharat-Bharat-Bharat yes! Ohhhh god yes! Fuck me Bharat! Fuck me! Fuck my ass! Fuck me like a whore, Bharat! I’m your whore! Fuck me! Oh uh oh uh hanh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh oh uh ohhhhh uhhh yes Ohhhh yes OHHHHHH god yes oh uh oh uh OHHHHH!”

“Yeh uh oh yeh uh oh yeh uh oh yeh oh yeh oh yeh oh yes Oh fuck yes ohhh yes ohh uhh ahhh yes ohhhhhhuhhh yes ohfuckyes!” the servant gasped.

Now Bharat’s hips swung like a trip-hammer at full speed, rocking furiously back and forth, back and forth. His cock rammed and reamed and pistoned in and out of Anuja’s asshole. Her body jerked and rolled under his thrusts and her obscene cries were now staccato and sharp, rising in pitch and volume and obscene content as she soared up to an orgasm. She squeezed a hand between her legs and began masturbating furiously, her body writhing and jerking erotically under her servant’s. He gasped, his handsome head flung back, and moaned loudly as she came, and her sphincter convulsed greedily on pumping, pistoning penis. With a shuddering groan, he skewered her ass heavily, running his cock deep into her flesh and holding still as the orgasm grew and peaked and slowly ebbed. Anuja mewed and gasped hotly, writhing ecstatically beneath him. Gently, Bharat slid out of her ass. Anuja groaned, her body unfolding. Smiling, Bharat slid up and pushed his cock at her face.