Ruby Rhapsody - Perverted Passions

"Yes, yes, yes!" Katt sing-songed. The rapid cock-stuffing drove Katt right over the edge. Crying out, churning and thrusting and bucking in the throes of climax, her wonderful, wet cunt felt as if it would explode.

Unable to hold out under such intense arousal, Ted caressed the end of his cock across his wife's lips. He filled her mouth completely as he gazed over her shoulder at Sandor's lust-twisted face.

The servant was still plowing his prick into Katt's love nest with gusto.

Sandor's mouth opened in a silent cry of passion. One last, forceful thrust drove his dick balls-deep into her sucking pussy. He came, flooding her abyss with prodigious masses of sperm.

Their movements slowed, then stopped. Their breathing quieted. They slept.

When Katt awoke, her husband's cock was still near her lips and Sandor's cock was still in her cunt. She wanted to lay between them and take pleasure from the feel, let her eyes eat up her husband's sleeping face. She felt so radiant, so enchanted by this glorious change in Ted, in herself, in their whole relationship.

But she had to pee.

Managing to unhook herself from them, Katt crawled out of bed. After relieving herself, she returned. Stretched out on their backs, eyes open, hands behind their heads, she was confronted by a pair of ear-toear grins and upright, hard-core fuck poles.

She was going to get screwed again! Katt leapt back on the bed between them, landing on all fours.

Ted took her tit in his hand and guided it to Sandor's mouth.

Willingly, Sandor sucked her taut nipple.

Ted watched, thrills shooting deep into his groin.

Katt felt her husband's big cock slap her leg rhythmically as he watched the Indian suck her nipple. Suddenly, she realized that her husband would greatly enjoy watching Sandor make love to her. She wanted to do this for Ted.

Intoxicated, Katt straddled Sandor's face and lowered her cunt over his mouth. The look of raw lust on Ted's face thrilled her. She reached down and ran her finger into his mouth and he sucked on it.

Katt gently flexed her cunt on Sandor's mouth in a fucking rhythm, while watching Ted's reaction to her naughty, unwifely behaviour.

"His tongue is deep in my slice, darling," she moaned, feeling his lips press tight against her labia.

Breathing hard, Ted slid his hand over her buttocks and tickled her anus. After a moment, he began to caress her thighs.

Katt squealed in delight as her husband's gentle fingers played with her body and began to explore her everywhere.

Sandor had a raging erection and wanted to fuck the mem-sahib. He reached up and flicked his fingers over her swollen nipples while he gulped the juices out of her cunt. Sandor felt the sahib's arm rub his chest as he finger-fucked her clit. A monsoon of erotic pleasure built in his balls and he could wait no longer.

Ted's cock was granite hard, too. The slurping sounds of Sandor's eating her out, the buttery feel of her cunt, combined to drive him wild.

Sandor lifted her off his face and asked Ted, "You want to put her between us?"

"Not this time, my friend. You fuck my wife. I will take my pleasures vicariously."

Ted elbowed himself up and guided Katt around so that she was now on all fours, facing away from him.

"You do want Sandor's big cock, don't you, baby?"

"Yes!" she screamed mindlessly.

Ted stroked her buns. "In your pussy?"

"Yes! In my cunt! Tell him to fuck me violently, darling! I like it like that best."

"Screw her fast and furiously, Sandor," Ted hissed in his servant's native tongue. Licentiously, Ted watched as Sandor took his huge wang in his fist and aimed it at Katt's defenceless golden love hole. Lord almighty, his wife was a hot one!

"Wait," Ted suddenly bid Sandor. He leaned up and licked her lips, working spit into them. Then, Ted sat back on his heels. "Okay, my friend, stick it into my wife's chute."

As Sandor pressed his huge tool deep into her body, Katt whimpered with pleasure, and began to rotate on the impaling shaft, thrilling herself as well as both the men.

"Oh, baby, your lovehole is stretching wide open to swallow his big dick!" Ted cried, passion kindling his desires. He fisted his hard cock and began to stroke it as he watched Sandor grasp his wife's hips and shove her up and down his stiff prod.

"Sandor's prick feels so good in me, darling. He's ramming so deep!"

Chills of rapture puckered her nipples and curled her toes. She knew Ted loved to hear her talk about how good it felt to have another man fuck her.

"His meat pole is so hard – screwing my hot cunt. Darling, I just love being fucked by a huge cum-filled cock."

Ted's hand flew on his own huge prick, jerking hard and urgently. He twisted the stiff staff and squeezed his balls, intrigued with the sight of Sandor's prick rooting deep in his wife's pussy. Ted reached a little farther down between his legs and twiddled his fingers around his balls. Then, he took his cock and fucked it in and out of his fist at the same pace that Sandor was fucking Katt. Sandor drove into the mem-sahib's tight butt with oscillating, propelling movements. He solicited deeper sexual contact and more erotic pleasure for both. His skillful maneuvers seemed to please her, for the mem-sahib was making all manner of sounds in her throat and slamming her quivering hips back at him.

"All the way in me! Fucking me deep, darling. His cock is making my cunt feel like I'm going to have a climax soon!"

"Wriggle your ass, baby! Fuck him!" her husband hissed, feeling the cum rise in his cock tube. He was freaking out on watching his wife screw another man!

Sandor fucked deep into her hot body and squirted hot liquid seed into it. He panted and grunted and ground his dick into her, feeling her cunt lips contract around his meat.

Feeling the burning jets sear her pussy, Katt squealed and went into a gut-wrenching climax that left her feeling temporarily disoriented and loose. Shapes were unfamiliar. She closed her eyes and slept.

When Katt woke, her husband and his servant were gone. She lay there for a long time, savoring the memory of her first threeway sexual experience. Everything that had happened to her in the last few days flitted through her mind.

Becoming horny, Katt slid her fingers down over her snatch, feeling the stiff hairs where the semen had dried. She needed a bath. The key wound clock on the dresser told her it was five in the afternoon.

Would Ted be home at six as he'd promised yesterday? With time out for a nap, she doubted it. Still…

Katt rose and called to her ayah to fetch water for washing. Bhadra was slow, but thorough and reliable. Here, in the desert, the luxury of a shower was unheard of. Bathing was done in a pan, with the least amount of water possible.

When Bhadra brought the water, Katt eyed her curiously. She tried to envision Ted fucking her and failed. The girl seemed so remote, so above the carnal act. Yet, Katt knew that she wasn't. She would love to watch Ted fuck her, just as Ted had watched his servant fuck her. But not tonight!

Tonight, she wanted Ted all to herself!

Katt was bathed, perfumed and eagerly awaiting Ted's arrival in less than an hour. She'd instructed Bhadra to prepare a light meal for two and despite the heat, placed a candle on the table. Feeling alive and eager as a new bride, Katt kept her ear tuned for the sound of the jeep. She wanted this to be a perfect night for the two of them.

Apparently, Ted did too, for five minutes to the hour, the jeep charged up to the door and Ted climbed out. He sent Sandor away and entered the house, caked with dust and dirt, but grinning.

Not that Katt noticed his disheveled state. She felt a rush of heat throughout her body as their eyes locked. Hers were brimming with love and happiness. Pride and respect and desire for Ted flooded her being.