Ruby Rhapsody - Perverted Passions

Back and forth she swung, and each time, he penetrated her cunt, until Katt was so highly aroused that she needed longer contact. Just a second longer would get her off. She could not get off on such short, quick jabs.

Katt cried out to Jhansa, hoping he would somehow understand what she wanted him to do.

"Grab the swing! Stop it and fuck me!"

He did not react. Katt found her desire building to a screaming pitch.

Back and forth, back and forth. Her pussy was sopping wet with juices intermixed with the lube. She opened her mouth and flung her head backwards in desperate, wild need.

Half-mad with lust, she wondered how would the High Principal take it if she jumped out of the swing, dragged her lover to the ground, and impaled herself on his cock.

Saving her from herself in the nick of time, he grabbed hold of her ass as she swung forward and held her cunt locked tight on his spitting cock.

"Argh! God! Yes! Cum in me!"

As his erupting shaft foamed tons of jism into her, Jhansa's pelvis thrust spasmodically, setting his round belly quivering like a bowl full of Jello. Orgasmic, his prick continued to jerk and rampage in her cunt until it had cast out the last glob of spunk.

At the same time, Katt's milky juices let go. Tremendous pleasure swept through her, leaving nothing untouched. Her body stiffened, her muscles locked in unyielding ecstasy. As every gush of fluid struck her womb, Katt shrieked with bliss.

Afterwards, the magnificence of the sensations shocked Katt, leaving her weak and shaken. The unpretentious looking man was a master at making love to a woman in the swing. Katt knew she would never pick him as a potential lover under any other conditions. Yet what a glorious experience she would have missed. From that point on, she would certainly pay less attention to looks and more to talent.

Fleetingly, she remembered how sure she had been that Hunter would be a good lover, because he had the muscular build, the devil-may-care approach, the whole nine yards. And she had been somewhat disappointed after he had made love to her.

Hunter Beal hadn't even come close to giving her these astounding climaxes. No, he hadn't been able to match the unsurpassed climaxes that these two cult members had given her. And neither man could, by any stretch of the imagination, be considered hunks.

To her delight, Jhansa's prick did not lose its virility when he withdrew it from her pussy. Katt would have liked to ask him to fuck her in the swing again. But Ted was beside her now, telling her it was time for her third lover.

Katt let her arms fall away from Jhansa's neck, and unlocked her ankles from his thick waist.

Jhansa's stout arms let her down gently, until her feet touched the floor. Then, he lifted Katt's hand, held it and spoke solemnly to Ted in Hindi.

Ted translated. "Jhansa wants you to know that you are an incredible fuck. He gets that you will allow him the honour of screwing you again, after your initiation is complete."

"If it is allowed, I'd let him screw me again right now."

"It is not."

"Tell him that he is a terrific lover and I would be delighted to swing with him-often."

Grinning, Ted relayed the message.

Jhansa bowed himself out.

"I can't remember when I've ever been so hot for a woman." Ted's eyes glittered with need and longing as he gazed at his wife. "I hope you have enough energy left to give me a screw when we get home."

Katt smiled. "I will. But why wait until we get home?"

"It would not be polite here."

"What about in the jeep on the way home? I do have to sit on your lap," she reminded him with a wicked little wriggle of her brows.

"That you do," he said, "but it might be a mighty bouncy fuck."

"Oo-la-la!"

Ted chuckled. "We fuck on the way home. Sandor can't get any more horny than he already is. He and Hazun have been fucking themselves silly tonight. They watch you until they can stand it no longer, and then they fuck one of the women. I've noticed, always in a position which allows them to continue viewing you."

Seeing that her husband still had an incredible hard-on, she said, "And is this my fault too? Haven't you fucked anyone yet?"

Ted nodded his head. "Had to once, or waste my load on the floor. Are you ready for another lesson?"

"Yes.

"Galpur!"

Eagerly awaiting his turn, a young man no more than nineteen lunged forward.

"Galpur spent two years studying in the States. You can communicate with him." As the young man came up the steps, Ted went down.

Katt saw that Galpur had a small cock and though very eager, was also very nervous.

"Hello, Galpur. What position are you going to teach me?"

He bowed his head politely. "Two birds flying together."

"Ahhh, that sounds exciting." Katt couldn't recall the position, but didn't let it worry her. She would let the young man instruct her, and perhaps he would lose some of his nervousness by doing so.

"You would come with me to the bed?"

Katt, still seated in the swing, took his offered hand and let him draw her to the bed.

"If you will lay down on your back…"

Katt climbed on the bed and stretched out. The mattress was hard, but it felt good to be laying down.

Galpur was handsome. He crouched over her, his legs widespread, one on each side of her thighs. Then, he knelt, and entered her cunt.

Wishing his cock was larger, Katt nevertheless enjoyed the feel of him inside her.

"Now, you should keep your legs tight together and lock your ankles. My cock is small. This position makes your cunt grip my tool more tightly and therefore enhances both our pleasures."

Far from being ashamed of his size, Galpur was matter-of-fact about it.

Which made sense. There was nothing he couldn't compensate for by using a pressure-enhancing position. Clever!

To Katt's surprise, Galpur began to thrust and kiss and fondle her breasts right off. She enjoyed the sensation of holding her pussy tightly around his cock. It made it seem as big as any she had ever had. His mouth and hands certainly knew their way around a woman's breasts.

"Your cock feels so good inside me," Katt whispered, thrusting her pelvis up to meet his plunges.

"Your pussy grips my small cock very tightly. I could hardly wait my turn to screw you." A funny look crossed his face. "But please, don't tell anyone that I said that."

"I won't tell on you if you don't tell them how many times I came while you fucked me!"

Galpur's eyes widened. "You that hot already?"

"You've turned my pussy into an inferno." With deliberate intent, Katt contracted her muscles on his dick.

Galpur audibly caught his breath. He clasped her tight and kissed her lips hungrily, demandingly. His hands moved over her tits wildly, squeezing and kneading.

Katt thrust herself back and forth on Galpur's prick, her buttocks clasped and relaxed rapidly with her movements. This was a chance to get off a couple of times with no one the wiser. God only knew what would happen during her next fuck.

Katt's heart lurched, and she felt absolutely like a witch in heat as she worked her finger up and down the young man's crack. Hot desire flamed through every fibre of her being. She moaned and began to pant.

"Fuck me faster, darling. Harder! I'm wild for your prick! You're going to make me cum, darling!"

The young man felt her finger on his anus and started hammering into her cunt with urgency. He was certain that his rod was steelier and bigger than it had ever been.

In the dim room, Ted watched, knowing for damned sure what Katt was up to. However, he did not think that anyone else would be aware of it.

Ted stared at Galpur's brown butt pumping up and down, driving his cock into Katt's golden hole.

Ted began to beat his meat, suppressing his need to groan. His eyes never left his wife's thrashing body. Viscous fluids whirled in his balls, and his dick grew more and more dense. Either he had to fuck someone or spill his cum on the floor. He drew the nearest woman in front of him, bent her over in the good old American "doggie position" and slid his prick into her cunt.