Ruby Rhapsody: Perverted Passions

Katt felt Hunter pull out of her and roll her onto her back. She opened her eyes to the feel of a tongue devotedly licking her pussy. Katt began to groan softly.

Behind the door, Hazun had quickly stuffed his member back into his fly and was frantically mopping up his mess. He knew the sahib was busy eating pussy, and he was anxious to see what it looked like. Yet he must clean up the evidence of his excitement before he dared peek again, just in case the sahib decided to come out of the bedroom. He could hear every slurp that was made in the room, for the walls were paper thin.

Katt raised her head and looked down between her legs at her muscular lover. She could see the sinews in Hunter's broad shoulders and firm back flex powerfully. Not only was Hunter powerful in a physical way, he was damnably potent, and all too capable of turning her into a nymphomaniac.

Behind the door, Hazun felt his cock stiffen erratically as he stared at mem-sahib's golden-haired snatch. What he could see around the sahib's mouth, it was all wet and pink and beautifully sexy. He wanted to touch it, knew he never could. If only she would somehow become a cult member… Hazun took his cock out of his pants and began to stroke his second hard-on in isolation.

Something, or nothing, made Katt look up. She saw Hazun. Her mouth dropped open. Lust was written all over his face, and from the movement of his neck and shoulder, she could tell that he was jerking off. He was spying on them!

"Hunter!"

Hazun's startled eyes flew wide with fear as they locked with hers. He had been caught! He froze in stunned tableau. A spasm, more fright than orgasm, shook him. He felt his balls hurl their load and his knees go weak.

Blank, amazed, at the thrill she felt, Katt saw the white streaks of sperm shoot with force from his cock. She recalled Hunter saying that they had no secrets from each other. Did he allow Hazun to watch and jerk off?

Hunter had paid no attention to her cry. In the very midst of wild, intoxicating passion, Katt's attention sharply veered from the servant as Hunter flipped her over like a sack of potatoes.

He ran his hands over her buttocks. From behind, he came up over her, double-handed her hips and shoved his cock into her cunt.

Unable to see if Hazun had left his secret place, she felt a tingle of something strange. What if he was still watching? He had seen her letting Hunter lick and suck her pussy. He could be just as sneakily watching her let Hunter fuck her in this naughty doggie position, for her back was now to the doorway.

The deep, sudden penetration made her cry out with pleasure as she took all of Hunter's meat to the hilt. In this position, his long, thick cock probed her cunt incredibly deep.

At the moment of discovery, Hazun had been unable to move. And when he realized that the mem-sahib was not going to turn his sahib on him, Hazun lingered a moment longer, because his knees had turned to jelly.

Now, he was getting another hard-on as the sahib fucked that golden delight full of cock again. Very full of cock. The sahib sure was hung!

Mem-sahib liked that big prick too, if her writhing ass was any indication. His own nine-incher leapt upright with lust. Hazun hoped she had liked his cock too. When she had watched him shoot, Hazun had been transported to blood and thunder ecstasy.

Arising from her brain, shudders of raw passion began in Katt's head and rampaged down her spine to her cunt, hitting every nerve in between her pulsating twat as tongues of flame licked her entire being.

Firebrands shot out in every direction. Strong, involuntary spasms caused her pussy to alternately grip and release Hunter's gorilla prick.

"You are a fiery piece!" Hunter mumbled, and with extreme self-control, managed to keep from cumming.

Making wild guttural sounds in her throat, Katt remained in raging rapture, climaxing heatedly as Hunter teased a finger over her wet clit. Katt was glowing red-hot, therefore his act made her even moreso than it might otherwise have done.

There was a gnawing carnal need deep inside Hunter that made him want to fuck her. There was every chance that she had taken it from behind before, but he couldn't be certain. Although his dick was still in her horny pussy plowing away, Hunter's mind had it buried deep in her mouth, loving her.

With long, fast, strokes meant to keep her cumming, Hunter felt his balls tighten as they did every time he got close to his orgasm. Well, there was no stopping it. His raging rod spewed load after load of buttermilk in her cunt.

Through envious eyes, Hazun watched his sahib fuck Katt, felt his cock erupt again and pump a monstrous load of seed on the floor.

Hunter pulled his finger away from her cunt with a pop. She had not voiced even a token protest, which pleased him and made him hopeful that the beautiful woman would be willing to indulge in anything with him. He pulled away from her and tumbled with her to the bed.

Delighted, Hunter held her and kissed her. "You are the sexiest female I have ever known! I want you totally, completely-in every way."

"You have just had me," she murmured, her eyes shiny with satisfaction.

"If you take me again, I'll not be able to walk tomorrow. How will I explain that to my husband?"

"He'll never notice. There are many ways to make love to a woman.

Tonight, you have only sampled the most common one."

"Three," she counted and snuggled her head against his shoulder.

"Ahh, you were counting," he chided, and gave her a playful pinch on the rear.

Katt yelped.

"I want to make love to you all the ways there are, until we are both ready to drop from exhaustion."

"I want that too, darling" she replied softly. "But it's my first night home, and Ted just may keep his promise and come home earlier than usual."

Hunter scowled. "He knows you're with me?"

"Yes. But it must be close to eleven o'clock and he would wonder…"

Hunter sighed. He had hoped to detain her for another fuck, dog style.

All he could think about was her fabulous wet cuntal opening and how fuckably exciting he found it. He sat up and coaxed her over on her belly.

"Just one kiss. Then, I'll drive you home."

A tremor of excitement raced down her spine at the slow, sensuous movements of his lips over her buttocks.

A fever began to rage in Hunter's flesh. He raised Katt until her enticing rear was in the air, her face pressed against the mattress.

Allowing him to position her however he wanted, Katt thought Hunter only meant to continue kissing her buns. It was with a shock that she felt Hunter spread her ass cheeks. And it was an ever greater shock when she felt his tongue wipe across her wetness.

With a forward lurch, Katt cried out.

Hunter held her fast and reverently ran his tongue all around the tiny puckered opening, tasting its musky flavour. His cock turned to stone.

His tongue darted over her thighs.

Discomposed, shocked, confused, Katt didn't know what to do. She had forgotten Hazun until then. Good God, was he watching Hunter lick her ass? Even in her abashed state, a stab of wanton arousal shot through Katt.

"Don't!"

"Why not? Your rosebud is so beautiful. I just had to kiss it, sweetheart," he said, making her believe for one crazy moment that it was the most natural thing in the world for a man to kiss a woman's asshole.

He kissed it again. "Now, doesn't that feel good?"

"Yes, but it's not nice," she said.

"I think everything about you is very nice."

In consternation, Katt tried to twist away as he stuck his nose against her asshole and sniffed. But he had a hold of her hips. Hunter was smelling her asshole! What was she to do? It was so filthy! She began to move, grind her rump around and moan softly.

Suddenly, Hunter's hands spread her buttocks and his tongue went wild at her love opening.