I had been woken up by her. In deep sleep I had begun to get exquisite sensations in my groin and my cock had hardened. I had slowly woken up to find her gently sucking and licking my cock. I had lifted my head and seen her kneeling between my legs and slowly licking my cock while holding it delicately in her fingers with her eyes lifted up to me and full of fun and laughter and wicked mischief. She had opened her mouth fully and run up her tongue on my hard cock-shaft and then bent her head over it with a loud moan and started to suck it slowly and deeply. She had taken it fully in her mouth so that I could feel her lips the very base of my cock. With my cock in her mouth she had continued to use her tongue on my cock-head. The feeling had been exquisite and very intense. I had groaned and lain back and put a hand on her head.
“You will get bad breath if you do so much cock sucking,” I had said.
She had giggled and said it was nonsense. “This is my protein shake and it is good for the skin and for the health!” she giggled. “And it is just yummy!”
She sucked my cock for a long time, and somehow I was able to hold back for longer than normal. Usually I could bear it only for a few minutes but yesterday I had felt suddenly very calm and relaxed maybe because of the combination of the workout and the rest but also I think because there was no more tension between us. Even she had been surprised by how long had I been able to hold back and she had been pleased and become more and more aroused because of it. She had started to moan quite loudly while sucking my cock and had paused to take it between her big breasts and squeezed them tightly over it while bending her head and licking and sucking the very tip of my cock. The feeling of her soft breasts and skin on my groin and the teasing caress of her silky hair falling on my thighs had been highly arousing.
I had not tried to stop her cock-sucking. Instead, it was she who had stopped and while moaning loudly had moved up my body, kissing it and rubbing her breasts erotically against it. I had felt her big breasts pressing on my chest and had caressed her back and buttocks which had made her shiver with excitement.
“Since when did you become such a stud that you can hold back my cock-sucking for so long?” she had asked while putting her tongue deeply and sexily into my mouth. “Or is it that my cock-sucking has suddenly become not so good?”
“Nothing like that, o beloved, beautiful, slutty wife of mine,” I had said with a grin. “It seems that even I have hidden talents that you have not yet discovered!”
She had giggled again. “Looks that way,” she had said. “And your cock feels somehow bigger also.”
“That, I am afraid, is anatomically not possible. Even the Almighty himself cannot rectify that. It is a manufacturing defect.”
She had burst out laughing. “Well it certainly feels harder!”
She had now moved up and lifted her breasts to my face. I had sucked on one of her breasts and tenderly teased the stiff nipple with my teeth and bitten it gently while squeezing her other breast and pinching its nipple. She had gasped in pleasure. I had switched back and forth between her breasts and each time I had sucked and pinched and squeezed harder. With my other hand I had caressed her buttocks and then I had pulled them open with both hands and pressed my finger to her anus. She had moaned out loudly and I had pressed my finger more firmly. She had gasped and relaxed her asshole and I had slipped my finger into her ass and finger-fucked her butt-hole while sucking on her nipple. She had cried out, clenching my head to her breasts. I had then removed my finger and caressed her lips with it and made her open her mouth wider and put my finger in and out of her mouth like I had been fucking it with my cock. She had sucked on it and meanwhile I had squeezed both her breasts together hard and started to suck and chew on both of her nipples at the same time.
“Oh Parag uhhh yes oh fuck yes!” she had cried.
Now I had both her nipples in my mouth and I had started to torture them with my tongue and teeth. I had nibbled on them and also scraped my teeth across them. Then I had taken one deeply in my mouth, sucked very hard, let go, sucked again and now I had pushed the nipple against the top of mouth and rubbed it. She had clenched the wooden bedstand above our heads an flung her head back and cried out and now I had at once again split her buttocks open and shoved my finger into her anus.
“Oh god I am cumming!” she had said.
Upon her words I had stopped at once. She had moaned her frustration and tried to push my hand back into her gaand and her breasts into my mouth but I had not permitted her and had instead made her move up so that she was kneeling on top of my face with her juicy wet cunt right over my mouth. The smell of her cunt was not at all offensive but instead had aroused me like anything. So close up I had been able to see how her cunt-lips had become thick and open and had also seen how her clitoris had also become stiff with excitement. I had not hurried at all and in a lazy manner had dragged my tongue around her cunt-lips without putting it into her cunt.
“Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck!” she had gasped. “Put it in Parag! Put your tongue in my cunt! Fuck me with your tongue! Lick my cunt!”
“Talk to me in filthy Hindi words like a whore,” I had said. “Like you take to all those dirty sudra naukars you like to be fucked by!”
“Ohhhh yes … hanh … chaat … chaat mere chuth ko Parag!” she had replied.
“Sorry, not good enough,” I said, continuing to torture her. “You will have to try harder and do better than that!”
“Fuck!” she almost screamed in frustration. “Fuck you! What do you want me to say?”
“You know what to say,” I said slyly. “Exactly what you say to those kaaliyas whose lavdas you love so much!”
“Oh you … you fucker!” she gasped, clenching my hair painfully. “Lick my cunt! Chaat mujhe! Chaat mere chuth ko! Hanh! Main rundi hoon naukaron ke lund ke liye! Main tarasti hoon unke bade kaale lavdo ke liye … rundi hoon unki … unki rahnd … ab please … aur tang mut kar, Parag … please … chaat mujhe! Yes … lick my slit … I’m a whore for dark servants’ cocks … I thirst for their big black cocks … I’m their whore … their slut … now … please don’t torture me any more … tongue-fuck me!”
Even as the words rang out like music to my ears I lifted my head and quickly whipped my tongue through her cunt. I had deliberately kept it in a teasing, light touch. She gasped and cried out and gripped my head tighter. I did it again, and now began to flick my tongue in and out of her cunt and then pushed it in as far as I could and let my tongue drag heavily up her soaking wet crack. She moaned and arched back, one hand squeezing her breast in a frenzy, the other hand clutching my head. I opened my mouth even more and let her juices flow into it. My tongue found her swollen clitoris and I began to flip it back and forth with my tongue. She cried out and flung her arms back, bending her back and pressing her hips down on my face and throwing her head all the way back and thrusting out her breasts.
“AHHHHH UH AH AH AH AH UHH OHHH FUCK YES OH GOD YES YES YES!” she cried.
She flung her body forward with her arms stretched out and her hands clenching the top of the bed stand and her hips jerking and writhing and grinding on my face. I looked up from between her legs and saw how her face was tilted back with her mouth wide open and spouting one filthy gutter obscene word after the other and which had aroused me no end. There was no question that she had not been faking any of this. Now I took her clitoris between my lips and at the same time I slid one finger into her cunt and another between her buttocks into her asshole and started to finger and tongue-fuck her at one and the same time.
She had gone wild with her loud and obscene calls and her hips grinding and twisting on my face. Her cunt-juices had made my face and chin wet.
“Turn around and suck me!” I said.
She gave a loud moan but without hesitation, she had turned around and put her cunt back on my face and bent her body forward and greedily taken my cock in her mouth and started sucking it. The 69 position was very sexy and I had spread my legs and lifted my feet up and crossed them behind her neck so that her face was trapped on my cock. Meanwhile I had continued tongue-fucking her and also finger-fucking her cunt and ass. Her hips were writhing and squirimg on my face. Now the pressure of her cock-sucking was becoming unbearably intense. But still I was able to control myself and had now started slowly thrusting my hips up and down under her face so that I was fucking her mouth in that 69 position. Because my feet had been behind her head her mouth had been trapped on my cock. She had moaned and choked on my cock but even then I had not let her go.
“Where have you kept that vibrator?” I asked.
“In the drawer … beside the bed …” she had gasped with her words muffled because of my cock in her throat.
Without stopping I had reached out and opened the drawer and found the sex toy. Now without giving any warning I unlocked my legs and pushed her body away. She had gasped as she rolled over onto her back. I got up quickly from the bed and grabbed her under her arms and pulled her body down so that her head had fallen over the side of the bed. I had stood up with my legs apart over her face which was upside down now under my crotch. I had laughed at her expression of lust and bent my knees and pushed my cock into her mouth in that upside down position while leaning forward and pressing on her breasts. She had gasped and moaned and sucked my cock in a feverish manner with her head rocking up and down between my legs. Now taking the vibrator I had stretched my hands out and held it in both hands and slowly pushed it between her legs. She had gasped and cried out and her body had arched in a spasm. I did not stop but kept shoving it in till it was almost fully inside her.
Then I reached down and put my hand under the back of her head and pulled it right up to my groin and while keeping it pinned there I turned on the vibrator to full speed.
Her body went crazy on the bed. Her knees, which had been bent, flapped in and out and her body arched and slammed down and twisted from side to side. I laughed and kept her mouth fixed to my cock.
“You keep sucking, whore!” I shouted. “You just keep sucking my cock!”
“Mmmm UMMM MMM OHMMMMMM HMMM!”
All she was able to make were loud moaning sounds. Without showing any mercy or pity I had fucked her with the big vibrator, keeping it at full speed while rocking it rapidly in and out of her cunt. In her agony of pleasure her hips had started to rise up in tension as she began to approach a big orgasm.
At once I stopped and pulled the vibrator out of her cunt and threw it aside and also released her head. I flung myself on the bed on my back.
“Get on my cock!” I shouted. “Quickly!”
She was almost senseless with lust. She gave a loud sobbing moan and threw her leg across mine, took my cock in her hand and with a loud cry which was almost of relief, slammed her cunt down on it.
“Ride it!” I cried. “C’mon, ride my cock!”
I began thrusting my hips up and down under her body as hard and fast as I could and also stretched out my hands and held her breasts in a tight, crushing grip.
She rocked and bucked up and down on my cock, matching her movements to the thrusting of my hips. Her big breasts bounced violently. Her gold necklace tossed and jumped and slapped on her skin. Her head was flung back and she arched her back also, flinging one arm behind her to take her weight.
“OH YES YES YES FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME!” she said loudly. “Oh god yes Parag yes fuck me hard!”
Now she bent forward with her arms out straight and her hands on chest, her hips rocking up and down and her cunt sliding up and down along my cock-shaft. I held her buttocks and squeezed them hard and lifted her hips up high and yanked them down again and again on my thrusting hips. Her big boobs bounced and swung over my chest and face.
“YES! Take it! Take my cock! Ride it! Come on, ride it hard, you fucking whore for black naukar cock! Chul, saali kaale naukar lavdon ki rahnd! Naach mere lavde pe! Dance on my cock!”
We had moved faster and faster and then I had once again cracked her buttocks open and without waiting for her response forced my finger deep into her anus. Her head had snapped back and she had shrieked and at the same time pushed her breasts to my face and I had started sucking furiously on them. Her cunt had begun to go into frantic spasms on my cock as she had started to orgasm violently. I had kept thrusting inside her right through and had also not taken my cock out of her ass. I was myself surprised that I had not cum. As her orgasm had finished she had moaned and slowly sank her body on top of mine. She had been panting and moaning and whimpering. I had stopped moving even though I was still rock hard and still even had my finger in her ass.
“You have never fucked me like this before,” she had gasped and had kissed me tenderly and then rested her cheek on my shoulder.
“Let us just say that I am now inspired,” I had laughed while taking my finger out of her ass and slowly caressing her smooth and lovely back.
“And I am really all fucked out today. I have had so much fucking.”
“Anand and Vijay will be coming back tonight, isn’t it? And they will be wanting to fuck you also.”
“Oh god,” she had moaned. “I do not think I can manage.”
I had pulled her face up and kissed her. “Listen to me, my love. Remember that you do not have to let any man fuck you if you do not wish to. You are not a real rundi. It is your desire and pleasure that must come first. Not any man, whoever it is.”
“Except you because you are my husband?”
“Not even me. Especially not me. My role is to make sure that you have what you desire and to do everything possible for your happiness.”
“Even if it is at the cost of your own happiness?”
“That can never be simply because what will make you happy will also automatically make me happy. It is as simple as that.”
I had seen tears then shining in her eyes and slowly trickling down her cheeks. I had kissed them away and kissed her eyes and tenderly kissed her forehead and stroked her hair and back.
“I do not deserve a man like you,” she had said and by now she had been crying freely.
“What nonsense you are talking,” I had said. “You deserve a much better man, someone who can fuck you in the way you like to be fucked and can do it all the time not just once in a while!”
“No,” she had said and lifted her head and body above mine by resting her forearms on the bed. Her big breasts had been heavy on my chest. “You do not understand, Parag. If I had married any other man he would never have done so much for my sake. He would never have given me so much freedom or allowed me to get my happiness or satisfy my thirst for good fucking. Sometimes I think it is a curse to be born with so much lust!”
“Stop talking nonsense!” I had said and rolled her over onto her back. “It is not a curse. It is a boon and a blessing. Very few women have such a gift!”
“And even fewer women have such good fortune to have so understanding and loving a husband,” she had whispered while kissing me and putting her tongue in my mouth. “Now fuck me again. Fuck me hard in my cunt and then in my gaand … and then I want to have all your cum in my mouth and on my breasts and face …”
*
It had taken a little while longer to finish. I had fucked her for some time on her back without rushing but with lots of kissing and fondling. She had moaned and whimpered and had moved her body with mine and had experienced one more orgasm. Then she had turned and offered her butt to me and I had slowly fucked her in her tight ass. By that time my balls had begun to hurt and I had stopped so that she could suck my cock and take my cum in her mouth and over her face and breasts. We had lain together in bed for a long time afterwards while the day had slowly slipped into night time and the house had slowly grown dark. We had enjoyed the peace and quiet and the feeling of being alone while being together and the nice sexy feeling of our sweat and my cum which had made both our bodies sticky.
After a long time we had got up and put on some lights but not too many. I had put on some soft music and we had taken a bath together while fondling and caressing each other. I had become hard again when she had put her arms around me from behind and sexily soaped and washed my cock. She had expressed her surprise and delight and in the shower itself had once again kneeled in front of me and sucked my cock for a little while. Then I had made her turn around and bend forward on the sink counter and had stood behind her and slowly fucked her cunt from behind while putting my arms around her and fondling her breasts. She had turned her face and we had kissed deeply. This time we had cum together and it had been a good feeling to empty my cum into her cunt while feeling its hot wet tightness squeezing my cock as if trying to milk it dry.
Of course we had to wash again and then we had gone out wearing only minimum clothing. I had worn only jeans and she had put on a long loose tee shirt and nothing else. We had cooked dinner together of a leafy green salad and some cheese toast and we had eaten it sitting in front of the TV set and watching some show. Prakriti had dozed off with her head on my shoulder. I had slowly slipped my arm out from behind her and then carefully lifted her in my arms but with some difficulty and taken her to the bedroom where I had laid her down and pulled up the sheets over her. She had curled up and fallen fast asleep and I thought she had looked utterly beautiful in that calm state of rest and repose.
About one hour later the bell had rung. I had opened the door. Vijay had returned and with him there was Anand also. I had put my finger to my lips and told them to be quiet and motioned that Prakriti was asleep. They had looked disappointed and then puzzled and then worried and had asked if everything was all right. I had sat them down at the dining table and had then told them the whole story from the beginning, and had kept nothing out of it and had described in as much detail as possible. They had been silent throughout and after I had finished they had looked at me silently.
“Saheb, you are mad,” Vijay had said and even though his voice had been soft I had been able to make out the worry and even the anger in it. “This was very risky! Suppose you two had got hurt by someone?”
“At least do not do such things when we are not nearby!” Anand had said.
I had bowed my head. “I am sorry. I was not thinking,” I said.
“Saheb, please understand,” Vijay had said. “She is your wife. But in this house, it is not like other houses. It is different. In no other house does a poor naukar get to fuck the memsahib like he would fuck his own wife. We come to the city leaving our families and loved ones behind. We have no lives of our own. We serve you and that is our only job. So when a memsahib gives us her body to take and enjoy for our pleasure it is a special thing and it is very precious to us. It is true that we use dirty language when we are fucking her but that is only our habit and our nature. But she is like a wife to us also, to both of us. She is like our Draupadi. The truth is that she is beloved to us, more than life itself and we will give our lives for her, and for you. If anyone tries to hurt her or you, we will protect you with our own lives. That is how much we feel for both of you. Because you have treated us with respect and given us something precious and which is also very rare. So I will ask you again to please take full care and not to take risk like this any more.”
I had looked at him and felt overwhelmed. I had shaken their hands and they had briefly embraced me. “I thank both of you,” I said. “From the bottom of my heart. Not only because of the pleasure you are able to give to Prakriti but also for showing so much love for us both and for caring for us and looking after us like your own family. I promise I will never do anything to put her into harm’s way.”
Then I had got up and gone into the room and come out with a pillow and some sheets and arranged them on the divan.
“What are you doing, saheb?” Vijay had asked while hurrying forward to help me. “That is my job but I do not understand why you are making a bed here outside in the hall!”
“Vijay, Anand,” I had said softly. “This is my place now. At least tonight. You two need to go in and be with her.”
“No, saheb. She is resting. Let her sleep,” Anand had said.
“Yes, she is sleeping now. But she will wake up in a little while and she will be glad if you are both there with her. It will make her happy.”
They had both looked doubtful and had hesitated.
“Go on,” I said. “Do as I say. Trust me. I know what I am saying is right. I am her husband after all. I know her better than anyone else. Sometimes, in fact, I think I know her better than she knows herself.”
They did as I said. The house was again in darkness and I soon fell asleep out in the hall on the divan. Late at night, I was woken by the sounds coming from the bedroom. I could hear the soft gasps and moans and the gentle creaking of the bed, the murmurs and the groans. I smiled to myself, at peace with the world and with myself, knowing that I had done the right thing and slipped back into my dreamless, undisturbed sleep.
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