Ruby Rhapsody: Perverted Passions

"Oh, yes, Hazun!" Heart pounding fast, her cunt spasming crazily now, Katt lifted the huge tool. The smoking prick pulsed in her hand. Katt drilled the head into her ayah's creamy, gaping hole. She held on to the thick sausage until it could sink no deeper, then moved her hand and watched it sink deeper inside the soft tissue.

When it slithered back out, it was all gooey with Bhadra's cunt cum.

Katt slid her fingers lovingly over it, then smelled them. She mewled at the delightful musk of her servant's cunt. Fascinated, madly excited and aroused, Katt watched Hazun's big dick plow in and out of the Indian woman's pussy hole. All at once, she felt Hazun drawing her against him with his right arm and his left hand slip between her thighs. His long finger slid into her cunt and his thumb manipulated her clit.

"Your golden pussy arouses me," he moaned, cupping her whole mound in his hand and frantically working his stiff middle finger inside her.

"Watching you fuck my ayah excites me, Hazun!" she gasped quivering.

Bhadra humped and cried, "Fuck my hole, you giant! Give me and the memsahib a thrill!"

Tingling and riled up, Katt watched Hazun's huge rod plow in and out.

She hunched his finger in the same rhythm.

"I want to eat your pussy!" Hazun gasped to Katt. "I want to eat it and fuck it at the same time!"

All Katt's senses responded to him. She felt a thrill at seeing his plunging cock, a thrill at feeling his thrusting fingers in her cunt.

She also felt a thrill at hearing his lewd talk, couple with Bhadra's cries of pleasure. The smell of their hot set filled her nostrils.

There was only one of her senses left to be fulfilled. Taste.

Voice cracking with lust, Katt begged, "Pull your prick out of her. Let me taste it!"

Boiling, Hazun withdrew his dong and offered it to the mem-sahib.

Delirious, Katt opened her mouth and sucked on it, savouring the slightly bitter, pungent taste of sex.

"Mem-sahib, I'm going to cum," the servant moaned and jerked his cock out of her hot, sucking mouth. He shot his dick back into Bhadra's cunt. In a mad flurry of thrusts, geared at getting the woman off, he grunted and came inside Bhadra's cunt.

Bhadra kept crying out. Writhing hard in orgasm, her huge, swinging mammaries jiggled provocatively.

Katt was now sobbing with desire. Hazun pressed her back on the bed.

Leaning sideways, cock still imbedded in Bhadra, he contorted his body enough to clamp his mouth over Katt's cunt even as his cock was still pumping sperm into Bhadra.

As soon as Hazun had pumped his balls dry in Bhadra, he crawled between the mem-sahib's lovely long legs and sucked her pussy good.

Bhadra watched for a long while, then couldn't stand it. She began to suckle her mem-sahib's luscious tits and play with her creamy cunt and clit.

Twice they got Katt off. Both were forceful orgasms, and when the last one was over, Katt thanked them and sent them away. Ted would be home soon, and she knew he would be exhausted and worried. She prepared his bath water herself.

Upon his return, Ted said that all had gone according to plan. Chandpur had been on hand to lend assistance.

"He is certain that Beal will have the bones spirited away long before morning. He swears he has a full force of police watching the area. If so, they must be damned well concealed, for Sandor and I looked for them when we left the site, but could see no one."

"They must be there, darling, or Chandpur wouldn't have said so."

Gently and tenderly, Katt bathed Ted. As he ate, she sat with him.

"Chandpur tells me that Hunter Beal is wanted in several countries for smuggling. It seems we are not his first victims. If Chandpur has anything to do with it, we will be his last."

Later, Katt lovingly tucked her husband into bed and laid down beside him.

"Everything will be all right, darling. You'll see… everything will turn out fine." She held him close until Ted's breathing was soft and even.

For a long time, Katt stared into the dark. How sad that a man who looked so delicious could be so rotten. Her thoughts strayed to the not-much-on-looks men from the cult. One had been old, one unshapely, one far too thin, one downright homely. Only one had a handsome face, yet an ungainly body went with it. Still, every man, despite his outward weaknesses, had something that the dazzlingly handsome Hunter Beal did not have, she thought drowsily.

They were all fantastic lovers. Not only did they make her feel exquisite rapture, they did it graciously.

With a deep sigh of contentment, Katt closed her eyes. Her life with Ted had done a complete turn-around. She was the luckiest woman in the world to have Ted.

Chandpur, looking tired, but wearing a broad grin, greeted them as the jeep pulled up in front of the tent the next morning.

Katt jumped out and Ted followed. "They gone?"

With a curt nod, Chandpur said, "Got our man. Beal boarded a flight for the States early this morning, along with two coffins. He will be taken into custody by our people as he disembarks. He will immediately be flown back here."

"The coffins?"

"Were exchanged by our people at the airport here. Unwittingly, Beal took empties with him. Your old bones are safe in Delhi."

"They must not be mishandled…"

Chandpur held up a forestalling hand. "I didn't make myself clear, perhaps. They are housed at the museum in Delhi, where there are experts who know how to handle such delicate things." He shrugged. "To me, they look like any old bones. If you'll ready a copy of your documentation on them, I will see that it gets into the proper hands."

"I appreciate all you've done, Chandpur, but I'd rather handle that myself"

Chandpur inclined his head in compliance. "I am flying back to Delhi this very afternoon, if you would care to accompany me?"

Ted smiled and ranged his glance up and down, gauging the man. "You look dead on your feet. Are you sure you're up to it so soon?"

Chandpur's face cracked in a smile. "I will give it my best shot."

Touching his hand to his forehead in a mock salute, he left them.

Katt and Ted, arms around each other, strolled across the sand to the trenches where the workers were hard at it.

"One of us should stay here," she replied, sorry to have to turn down the opportunity to shop.

"Sandor and Hazun will keep an eye on things."

"What about those sneaky informers, the ones who have been feeding Hunter information?"

"Damn!" Ted whirled, spotted Chandpur about to step in the jeep and yelled to him.

"Hold on, Chandpur!" They caught up to the man.

"About those informers…"

"I felt they might impede your progress here, so I took the liberty of sending them packing this morning. I frightened them by telling them who I was and what had happened to Beal. They are harmless enough. But they will not be showing their faces to you again."

The man was amazing. "I should have known you'd be ten steps ahead of me on that, too," Ted said with a tolerant chuckle.

Chandpur's teasing grin clicked on. "Right now, if I had the energy, I'd like to be as far ahead of you on other," his glance shifted to Katt, "matters, as my man, Hazun."

"Hell, man! Is there anybody who doesn't work for you?"

"What are you talking about?" Katt asked, feeling left out.

The men glanced at the beautiful woman. Ted lazily drawled, "Our double agent here is hot to fuck you, baby, only he's worn out."

"Perhaps on the plane…"

Ted chuckled.

Chandpur flushed even darker as he climbed into the jeep. All he needed was a little sleep, and he'd ride her all the way to Delhi. Tired, or not, his dick stiffened.

Katt waved as he drove off toward Jakhanur.

"What say we go home and screw ourselves silly. Then, we'll pack a couple of bags and be off to Delhi with Chandpur."