Easy Come, Easy Go

He pushed her down on her back on the gunny sacks and she moaned, spreading her legs wide for him. He knelt between her legs, her knees over his thighs, and pressed his cock-head to her cunt.

"Slowly," she groaned softly. "Go in slowly ... I want to feel every inch!"

He groaned and pressed forward, his buttocks flexing. His cock-head popped into her cunt.

"Ohma uh OH uh OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

The breath shot from her throat, her belly sucking inward and she cried out sharply, her mouth tearing open in a wide O, her lips pulled back over her teeth. Her back snapped up like a bow drawn taut. Her swollen breasts thrust up and out. Her head arched back. Tendons strained in her neck. Her arms shot out, fingers tensed, clawing at his arms, his shoulders, the gunny sacks beneath her, anything. His cock felt huge, bigger than any she'd ever had. She didn't know if it was his size or the karela or both but she couldn't remember when her cunt had felt so tight, so stretched, so good.

"Oh fuck yes!" the man gasped, flinging his head back, shocked at the tightness and wet heat of her cunt. "Oh motherfucker yes!"

He couldn't control himself. He had to bury himself in that incredible hot oven. He held her ankles and pulled her legs up high and wide. Rearing upright and leaning forward from the waist slightly, his buttocks over his heels, he groaned and swung his hips forward, crushing his cock through into her cunt.

Beneath him, she went crazy, arching even more steeply, the breath whooshing from her throat, her fingers frantic on his chest and arms and belly and the gunny sacks beneath her, her head jerking hard to one side. Her cunt was in convulsive contractions on his cock. He cried out, his body straining for control, his chest heaving and, buried deep inside her, held still. He exhaled sharply, repeatedly, drew in long, slow breaths. His pulse steadied. The heat in his groin was incredible. He groaned and looked down at her. Though she was panting and moaning thickly, her chest heaving, she no longer wore that exquisitely tortured look that she had when he first entered her. Slowly, she turned to look at him, her eyes smouldering with lust. He thought she looked incredibly beautiful like this, and very, very sexy.

"C'mon!" she panted. "Take me! Take me hard!"

"Fuck, you're incredible!" he gasped. "Your cunt's so fucking tight ... so hot!"

"Do it!" she cried. "God, yes! I want it! C'mon! Fuck me hard! Fuck me, lover, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!"

"Oh yeh baby, I'm gonna fuck you all right! I'm gonna fuck you and fuck you and fuck you! C'mon! Take it! Oh yeh! Oh fuck yes, c'mon!"

He began rocking his hips swiftly to and fro, exhaling sharply with each thrust. His buttocks flexed and unflexed powerfully. His cock ran steeply in and out of her cunt.

"Yeh! Oh yeh! C'mon! Take it! Yeh! Oh fuck! Yes! C'mon! Take it!" he called.

Beneath him, Nisha cried out ecstatically. Her body jerked back and forth on the gunny sacks with his thrusts. Her hips heaved up and down in unison with his strokes. Her breasts jumped and jiggled. The gold necklace slithered on her dusky skin. In the close heat, she felt the first delicious dewdrops of sweat break out on her skin. The fire in her groin was unimaginable. His cock felt enormous, stretching her cunt, filling it, driving in deeper than she had thought possible, probing the innermost recesses of her flesh. Every thrust felt like it would come out of her throat and rip her body in two. His cock felt incredibly hot and hard. Its thick, gorged veins rasped over her inflamed clitoris. She cried out sharply, her hands under her breasts, her legs, held up and wide in his hands, trembling and shaking with strain.

"Ohhh uhh Ohhhh uhh oh yes oh yes oh fuck oh yes oh god yes oh yes c'mon yes c'mon oh you oh god yes oh fuck yes fuck me yes oh yes oh god yes!" she gasped.

He moved even faster, his cock plunging and pistoning hard in and out of her cunt and now he released her legs and bent over her body, his arms outstretched, his hands flat beside her chest. Beneath him, Nisha moaned and wound her legs around the backs of his thighs. Her fingers dug into his thick, sinewy forearms and bulging biceps. His hips now plunged furiously up and down over her groin, her own hips bucking feverishly in response. He scooped his arms under her knees now, bending them back and, spreading his legs wider, rose on his feet. Beneath him, she cried out in shock as he started plunging into her flesh with a ferocity and to a depth she had not thought possible. Her head arched back and her mouth tore open and she cried out, feeling the enormous, gorgeous, gorged cock-shaft ramming and thudding into her flesh. On and on he went, faster and deeper, gasping and panting. Her body jerked and tossed with his thrusts, her breasts bouncing violently.

"Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck yes!" he cried. "C'mon! Take it, you whore, take it!"

The words inflamed her. "YES! OH GOD YES OHHHH UHH OHMA UHH YES UHHHH OHHHH UHHH YES OH YES OH YES OH BABY YES! FUCK ME! FUCK ME FUCK ME!" she shrieked in agonised delight.

She could hear his cock squelching wetly in her flesh, the loud slap of his thighs against her upturned buttocks. He bent, his powerful shoulders knotting, the muscles in his superb V-shaped torso rippling like snakes under his taut, dark skin, and jammed his mouth to hers, crushing her swollen breasts under his hard chest. She felt him slow his thrusts; he released her legs. She moaned into his mouth, caressing his powerful back, her hands lingering on his taut buttocks.

"Oh god, you're so good," she smiled lasciviously. "This is incredible! Just ... don't stop ... mmm ... oh yes ... oh that's good ... ahhh yes, that's it ... slow now ... ahhhh ... oh god, I love your cock in my cunt! Just keep fucking me, lover ... fuck me ... yes ... oh god yes ... take me, baby ... fuck me like a whore!"

He laughed softly and bent his head to her breasts. Nisha moaned thickly. This was just about the best fucking she'd had in months. She caressed his body, now slippery and streaming with sweat. He kept moving, slowly and unhurriedly now, grinding his cock heavily in and out of her cunt. He stopped after a bit and slid out of her, making her moan at the sudden release in pressure.

"C'mon, bitch! On your front! Fuck you like a bitch now!" he said.

Groaning in pleasure, Nisha turned on her front on her hands and knees and lifted her buttocks to him in wanton offering. The man knelt behind her and she felt his cock-head press between her buttocks to her cunt-lips. He squeezed it through and she moaned thickly, lifting her head, biting her lower lip. It still felt so good. In and in and in he went, till his crotch was jammed to her buttocks.

"Yes!" she gasped. "C'mon! Fuck me! Take me, baby! Take me like a whore!"

"That's right, baby," he growled, his hands on her hips. "That's right! Just like a whore! Like this, eh?"

He shoved her body roughly forward, pulled his hips back, drawing his cock way out till just the cock-head was in her cunt, and then slammed his hips forward and jerked her hips towards his, ramming his cock deep into her cunt. Her head jerked up and she cried out, long and high and thin.

"OHMA UHHANH UHH OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

He laughed. "Yeh, like that, eh? Just like that? You like it like that, doncha? Nice and hard and rough? Like my cock in your slit, eh? Just like that, eh?"

He did it again, and again and again and again, and each thrust made her shriek thinly in agonised pleasure. Her body twisted and her arm lurched behind her, the fingers scrabbling at her buttocks and his flat, rock-hard belly. He kept on doing it and there was nothing she could do to stop him, nor did she want him to. It felt so incredibly good and then, unbelievably, even better as he moved from the fierce jerking and ramming thrusts to long, deep, smoothly skewering ones, moving rapidly, swinging his hips to and fro, rocking her body back and forth before him, slapping his thighs at her buttocks. Her breasts jiggled and jumped with his thrusts. They ached now, her nipples throbbing. Her gold necklace swung to and fro. On and on he went, holding her hips and slamming his own back and forth, going faster and faster. She felt her go into frantic convulsions on his invading cock. He groaned loudly, flinging his head back.

"Oh yeh! That's it! C'mon, bitch, c'mon! Take it! Oh fuck yes!"

The man's loins blazed and his balls were hurting now. The woman was unbelievable, her cunt like a hot, tight, wet vice that would not let him go. He pushed in deeper and harder and faster.

"OHH uhh OHH uhh OH ma uh Ohma uh OHHH uhh OHH uhh OHH!" she cried in response. "Yes oh god yes! Do it! Oh baby yes! C'mon! Fuck me oh yes oh god yes fuck me hard baby, fuck me fuck me FUCK ME!"

Still moving rapidly, he bent over her now and she felt his hands slide under her body to her breasts. She turned her face over one shoulder and his fingers found her mouth. She sucked them sexily and his hands went to her shoulders, now jerking her viciously back down hard onto his cock.

"AHHH uh AH ma uhh OHHH uhh Oh god yes!" she cried.

He angled his body over hers now, his palms on the floor and she went down on her forearms, squirming her buttocks eagerly in his crotch. He burst into a frantic rhythm, whipping his hips violently up and down and back and forth and, shoulders hunched, head arched, she cried out in a frenzy under him. A violent orgasm wracked her body. The breath rushed from her throat in a rattling, ululating moan.

"OH GOD OH GOD OHMA UH OH YES OH YOU ... FUCK OH YES OH FUCK OH YES OHHHHH YOU FUCKER OH GOD YES!" she cried and then, as it ebbed, in a sobbing, broken tone, "oh god ohhh yes oh god, oh you motherfucker oh that's so good yes UHH ohhh UHHHH ohhh uhh OHHH!"

The man kept pounding in and out of her cunt, rearing upright again, slamming his hips viciously at her buttocks, groaning desperately. She moaned and whimpered, jerking and writhing under him as his cock slammed into her once, twice, three, four, five ... a dozen times.

"Please," she gasped. "Let me suck your cock again! I want your cum in my mouth! I want to swallow your cum!"

The man groaned loudly, incredulous at his fortune. She felt him lurch out of her and scoot up her body. Instantly, she spun around on her back under him. He dropped to his knees over her face and she took his cock in her hand and jerked it rapidly, opening her mouth and sucking him hard again, her head rocking feverishly up and down between his legs, her hands now his thighs. He moaned loudly.

"Oh yes oh baby yes uhh OHH fuck oh fuck oh fuck yes!" he gasped, arching his head, his hips twitching. "Oh baby yes!"

With a loud groan, he came in a copious load into her wide-open mouth. She moaned in joy as his thick, warm, sticky cum flooded her mouth and spattered her face and breasts. It looked damned sexy, his creamy gunk streaking her dusky skin. She smiled lasciviously up at him, letting some of his cum dribble over her cheeks and down her neck, greedily swallowing the rest. Gently, she took his cock in her mouth again. He groaned and finally pulled away. She smiled again, her eyes bright and shining, sexily massaging his seed into her skin. She pulled him down beside her and kissed him and he thought the taste of his own seed on her lips was sexy and erotic. He slid his hand up her body through his gunk on her skin, squeezing her breast. Her fingers curled lovingly around his cock, still thick and massive and not yet totally limp. Their bodies, slick and slippery with sweat, lay on the truck floor. Both were panting hard.

"That," she breathed, "was an incredible fuck, yes?"

"Fucking fantastic!" he grinned, lazily sweeping his tongue through her mouth.

"And, by the way, hi, I'm Nisha. What's your name?"

They both laughed and he rolled over on his back and she moved over him. "Mohan," he said. "My name is Mohan. A pleasure knowing you, madam."

"The pleasure is -- was -- mine." And then, "God, my cunt still hurts," she groaned, and then, smiling, "but it's a good hurt. I like this. Tingling and nice."

"You're one hell of a piece of ass, ma'am."

"And you're one hell of a stud."

"Will you come again tomorrow?"

She sat up slowly beside him, caressing his body, her hand stroking his cock lovingly. "I would like to. But wouldn't it be better up at my place? I'm just there, in that building, eleventh floor, number 1122."

"Or I could take you for a drive in my truck."

"Mm. That's an idea. Maybe a long drive. And we could stay somewhere in a hotel and just fuck and fuck and fuck."

"Sounds good to me."

"But I do want you at home."

"I'd love that, ma'am, but what about the neighbours?"

"I don't know them. We never meet."

"Your security guard won't let me through."

She tilted her head and looked at him as the idea formed in her head. Gently, she bent over him and kissed him. "Oh, I wouldn't worry about him," she murmured. "He'll let you through all right." Her eyes twinkled mischievously. "I'll see to it that he does."

II

NISHA MURMURED SOFTLY IN PLEASURE. Her naked body rocked gently back and forth.

"Mm ... oh that's good," she murmured, her hands under her breasts, lifting them erotically. She smiled down at Mohan lying on his back under her on her bed. "You know ... I could get used to this ..."

"What?" he said, sliding his hands up to her breasts, squeezing them hard, rubbing her nipples under his thumbs.

"This ... mm ... you here ... fucking me ... no tension ... this is nice."

"Yeh ... real nice," Mohan chuckled, caressing her body, pressing his fingertips to her anus.

She smiled happily down at him and bent forward, her swollen breasts and necklace pendulous over his chest. He opened his mouth and she lifted one gorged mound to his lips, moaning thickly as his teeth and tongue found her nipple and began tormenting it.

"Oh fuck, this is good!" she groaned. "This was the best thing I did!"

In the two months after that first evening in the truck, Nisha got herself fucked more often and harder and better than she had in many years. She considered her immense good fortune to have a pair of such fine lovers. She adored their hard, lean, tough bodies, their superb muscles and their thick penises.

The security guard, Rakesh, didn't need very much convincing. All it took was a small bribe, paid in kind the very next afternoon. That evening, returning home in a near-drunken stupor after her fucking with Mohan, she stopped at the security cabin and told the guy, Rakesh, that she needed some help up at her flat the next day shifting some furniture. Would he please come up after his shift?

She was ready and waiting for him when he arrived.

As with Mohan, she dressed sexily, just a loose shirt open all the way down with only one button at her navel fastened, and nothing else at all. His jaw dropped and eyes popped. She acted as if her outfit was nothing out of the ordinary and led him into the hall.

"See," she said, bending from the waist and pointing to some stuffed bags beneath the fitted divan. "I need to move those, and there's more in the bedroom."

As she bent the lapels of her shirt fell open and low and he had an unimpeded view of her naked breasts below the swinging gold necklace. He swore softly under his breath, trying to still the sudden hammering of his pulse. He barely heard her words. All he wanted to do was pounce on her and ravish her madly, right then and there.

"It's going to be a hot day," she continued, straightening. "And it's a lot of work. Here, why don't you take off your tunic? You'll be more comfortable that way."

He hesitated, and she smiled, and came up close to him. "On second thoughts, Rakesh," she murmured, reaching and taking his tunic in her hands, "why don't you let me take it off for you? I think you've seen enough to know what I really want done, am I right?"

She didn't wait for an answer. Already she was unbuttoning his tunic. She peeled it open and slid her hands under it. He had a strong, very muscular body with just a light matting of hair spreading across his wide, deeply cleaved chest and flat, hard belly.

"Mm, nice. Very nice," she said. "And the rest? The hardware?" Her eyes sparkled with eager mischief.

The guard relaxed, snapping out of his initial shock. He grinned at her and she tilted her face up to his, her hands already undoing his belt and trousers. He shuffled out of his shoes. She dropped his pants and jerked down his tight undershorts. Her hands slid into his crotch and closed on his penis.

"Oh my. Oh my, oh my, oh my," she murmured through the kiss. "This is a pleasant surprise!"

Fifteen minutes later, the security guard was fucking her. She stood at her dining table and bent over it on her forearms, her buttocks thrust back at him.

"Oh yes, baby," she heard him chuckle and then felt him moisten three fingers on his tongue and rub them on her slit. It made her feel wonderfully like a slut. She moved her legs further apart. "Yeh, that's right, open up your cunt, whore ... open right up ... yeh ... you really hot for my prick, eh, bitch?"

"Yes, oh god yes!" she moaned, not needing to fake a thing.

He laughed softly and she felt the heat and weight of his huge cock-head pressing to her cunt-lips. "Gonna fuck you like a bitch now," he said. "Gonna fuck you and fuck you and fuck you just like you want! C'mon! Take it!"

He held her shoulder with one hand, pressed his cock-head to her cunt with the other and with a swift snap, thrust deep into her, simultaneously yanking her body down onto his cock. Nisha cried out shrilly, her fingers scrabbling at the edge of the table. His cock seared into her flesh, tunnelling deeper and deeper.

"Like it, whore? Like having my cock in your cunt?"

"OHHHH yes!" she moaned. "Oh god yes! C'mon, Rakesh! Fuck me! Take me! Take me like a whore! I want it!"

He fucked her hard, grunting heavily, holding her waist and swinging his hips back and forth, snapping them smartly with each thrust.

"Oh yeh! C'mon! Yeh! Take it!" he went. "Ah yes! Oh fuck yes! Ohh yes! C'mon, whore, c'mon! Take it!"

"Oh yes! Oh fuck yes oh god yes oh yes! C'mon Rakesh! Fuck me! Ahh uhh ahh uhh ahhh uhh ahhh uhh yes oh fuck yes!" she replied, dizzy with lust.

On and on he went till he had her body jerking furiously back and forth under his hammering, slapping thrusts and then he pulled out of her and turned her on her back on the table, spreading her legs wide. Nisha groaned as he ran his cock deep into her again. He grinned down at her, leaning forward, his arms stretched, his hands on her breasts.

"Like it, eh, bitch? Like having a good hard fuck, eh?"

"Oh god oh god oh god yes," she moaned, her arms flung out, hands clenching the sides of the table, her legs raised and ankles crossed under his buttocks, her head flipping ecstatically from side to side. "Oh god yes! Your cock feels so good, Rakesh! Fuck me, Rakesh! Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me! Ahhh uhh yes oh uhh ohhhh uh ohma uhh hanh uhhh yes!"

She hit a wild orgasm and he gasped as her cunt went into frantic convulsions on his cock. He kept thrusting into her and she cried out, each fierce thrust running his cock into her like a white-hot poker. His grunts and groans became desperate and he jerked out of her, gasping and, jerking his cock rapidly, came with a shuddering moan. The cum flew out of his cock-head and settled on her body like ticker-tape. Nisha moaned softly, twitching as each jet hit her belly, her thighs, her breasts and even her chin.

"Oh yes, baby, yes!" she groaned, running her fingers into the gunk and licking them. "Oh god, I love eating cum ... next time I'll take it in my mouth, okay?"