Susan and John Ch. 13

Mr Gupta slipped his shirt off his shoulders and Vicky's nose entered in contact with the sinewy muscles of his shoulders. She inhaled deeply to draw in the powerful fragrance of the man who had bought her. She bent down in her turn to kiss his neck. Joan helped her out of her bustier and let it fall to the floor. Vicky pressed her tits against his chest. Susan helped Mr Gupta out of his pants with the same dexterity she had shown previously. He had just his boxer and his socks still on. Vicky had trouble breathing normally. She realized she was aroused. Mr Gupta was prepared by Susan and Joan to fuck her. She needed to take a part in this preparation ; she wasn't a lamb about to be sacrificed on some ancient gods altar! She was mad but her first idea was to place her thumbs in his waistline and pull down his boxer!

He started kissing her neck and slowly sliding his mouth downward. Her naked breasts were taut and the nipples swollen waiting eagerly for his mouth to close in on them. His delicious kisses turned around the orbs of her tits in an unbearable swirl before he became interested by the pink areolas that couldn't wait for his touch. Suddenly Vicky remembered Elizabeth, Susan and Joan. Susan and Joan had stepped back to leave total leeway to Mr Gupta but they had turned toward Elizabeth they had stripped down completely. She imagined the scandal if any of them reported what they had just seen to her husband! Somehow the presence of the equally naked wife of the vicar calmed her fears : the scandal would affect her, too but Elizabeth seemed only interested by what Mr Gupta was doing to Vicky! She made a very directive gesture toward Susan who fell on her knees at Elizabeth' feet and started licking her quim. Surely she had become aroused by the show and wanted some release. That surprised Vicky : in her imagination, a woman would be only interested by a man's touch! Contact between two women or worse a woman caressing herself was an abomination!

Mr Gupta had taken her left breast in his mouth and he was busy nibbling at her nipple with his teeth. Vicky was stunned : she was responding quite wantonly to the Indian man's caresses but she had never felt anything when her husband had tried some similar endeavours. He had decided that it was hopeless, that she was ultimately frigid! He had stopped trying to put her senses ablaze, just enjoying the pleasure of showing off his trophy wife at public outings. A beautiful wife is an asset in political circles! Vicky had consulted specialists and had reached the conclusion that her case was desperate and on her first encounter with Mr Gupta, the scale protecting her from outside aggression had suddenly crumbled. She felt totally alive and she now sincerely hoped that Mr Gupta would be the mentor that would offer her first real climax, that he would reveal the hot hussy she had always thought she was deep I, her mind!

On some unusual impulse, Vicky run her hands in his hair and pressed his face into her breast. She loved the pressure and the smell of a man, another thing she had always thought impossible. With her husband, she had insisted he inundated his armpit and his chest with deodorant and she regularly offered him new ones but she was glad Mr Gupta had omitted to put some since they were together : she enjoyed that male odour! He switched to the other breast and she moaned when she felt his teeth on her right nipple! She cupped her breasts in her hands and offered them lewdly to his bite! He suckled on it like a baby and that image made her dizzy with need : her husband had decided his important duties were incompatible with the presence of a baby or even worse a toddler in his home! She relished hearing herself moan in bliss as he slurped on her breast : another thing her husband had never been able to obtain! She felt deserted when he straightened himself up but she realized that he was just preparing himself for another step in her seduction.

Vicky's hands were shaking in wanton anticipation. Mr Gupta kissed her again to encourage her. He run his hands over her pussy and deftly pushed a finger between her love lips. That was the first time she used that name : her relations with her husband had never taken a romantic tone. Their couplings were just perfunctory. He fucked her and she never reached orgasm, just as when she was peeing. When Mr Gupta caressed her, she was delighted to discover how hot she could feel. That stupid doctor who had explained her with very technical words that she was desperately frigid and that there was no treatment for such a situation : she could have strangled him on the spot! The simple touch of Mr Gupta's finger on her pussy lips sent shivers throughout her body, almost causing her to have what she had read was probably an orgasm right there. She was quite aware that something marvellous was building up somewhere and when she would reach the threshold, she would discover what was really a climax! She was about to become a woman in the hands of her saviour, her white knight in his shining armour, and not of her damned husband!

Mr Gupta was playing with her clit, bringing havoc to her mind. Vicky's tongue was battling with his. She had not needed to be taught how to do it! Some English men are just unable to accompany their wives as they explore their sexuality. They were maybe afraid of it! Mr Gupta parted his thighs and Vicky was frightened when his huge cock sprung out like a cobra. Vicky laughed, delighted by her surprise. She knelt down to discover her new toy. It was almost twice longer and bigger than her husband's : how could she accommodate such a big piece of meat in her tight pussy? Her eyes practically popped out of their sockets as she considered his girth. Mr Gupta must be as huge as a stallion! She was terrified but in the same time fascinated. She tried to get accustomed to it by grabbing it in her hands. She couldn't encircle it in her hand. She felt it swelling even more under her touch. It was throbbing mightily as she played with it. She conquered her fear to drop a little peck on the purple head.

Vicky leant down to give it a real kiss. She made her mouth in a perfect O and gave it her first open mouth kiss to a cock in her life! Mr Gupta seemed to enjoy her boldness! She could imagine the image he had in front of his eyes : a gorgeous young married white housewife kneeling down on the floor at the feet of a sturdy olive skinned tall handsome man with a huge cock dangling in front of him. She has already entered her mouth with his huge cock and she is quite eager to receive it to the hilt! She let two inches slide inside her mouth and she could feel it rubbing against her palate. She pulled away and licked the huge cock before trying to engulf it into her mouth!

Vicky was not used to suck a cock : her husband had never even suggested such a submissive caress. In his political speeches, he always condemned such sinful behaviour and deviant sexuality. If he had been able to see his wife at this moment, he would have been appalled! Vicky wasn't able to get much in her first attempt : she gagged immediately but she kept moving her head up and down along his shaft. He encouraged her to continue bobbing her head up and down by gently stroking her hair. He groaned that her caress was quite pleasant as she worked hard to conquer her gagging reflex. She was trying to swallow him down to the back of her throat. When she got him past her tonsils, he had to grasp her hair to steady him. Mr Gupta kept being gentle with her but she wanted more : she knew Mr Gupta could be very authoritative and she wished him to take her in hand, to lead her, to force her to reach Earth shattering climaxes she has read about in books. She wanted him to treat her as if she was his slut, a whore he had picked up in the street!

Vicky tried to transmit it her need with her pleading eyes. He must have felt she wanted him to be rough with her. She felt his hand grip savagely her hair and pull her to him. This time, he was no more gentle! She must have had six inches of his cock stuck inside her mouth when she run out of air. She gasped, almost suffocating, her eyes widening out of fear! She stared up into his eyes begging silently for his mercy. He spoke to her in his characteristic calm tone.

- Try to breathe through the nose, deep and fast : your windpipe is almost blocked by my cock. You must calm down if you want to take me down your throat to the hilt! I don't want you to pull away! You can do it!

His hands gripped her hair to force her head up. In this position, he could get deeper into her throat. It hurt a little but she managed to get two more inches further down her throat. Vicky had a fleeting thought : just two more inches and she would have gotten him whole. He pulled back by an inch and she looked at him with grateful eyes. He waited a couple of minutes as she grew accustomed to having a thick cock rubbing against her tonsils. Then he pulled again with even more force than previously on her hair and forced his cock further down her throat. She looked at him with accusing eyes Only this time, he didn't stop to apply the pressure as she swallowed his cock : One inch, two inches, three inches. Vicky began to wonder whether he would reach her stomach before she had taken it all! At that moment, she felt Mr Gupta's hairy crotch rubbing against her chin. Mr Gupta stopped immediately pulling on her hair. He cooed gently in approbation, patting her head, telling her how proud he was! Vicky shared that impression of victory, of total achievement... Now that she had been shown the way, she was pretty sure that she would be able to trace it back without Mr Gupta's help. She would love to do it again for him. She considered it was her womanly duty to service her mate with her pussy or her mouth. She knew that a man could enjoy a woman through other channels and she trusted Mr Gupta to teach them to her so that she could be a repeating rifle for him!

Mr Gupta looked down at her smiling. She clenched her lips around his cock and started to bob her head on his shaft, to show him she had no more problem taking him completely in her mouth. She placed her right hand under his huge balls and started to massage them with ultimate care. She knew it would only be moments before these big balls would spurt their contents into her belly. Then only, she would have really cheated on her husband! So far, she could consider what she had done as flirting, foreplay. Mr Gupta had still not really fucked her! He had placed his hand on top of her head and directed her moves, accelerating and slowing down. Vicky tried to understand what he wanted to do to improve her skills. Her husband had never given her such instruction but she felt she would need it in her new life!

Mr Gupta was moaning slightly. Vicky felt his cock throbbing in her mouth. She knew he was about to drain his balls in her mouth and she would do her best to milk him dry; she couldn't wait to taste his sperm for the first time!

- Vicky, I'm about to cum! Do you want me to unload in your throat and make you swallow it or do you prefer me to pull back and cum on your face?

- I don't know as my husband never made me blow him. Tell me, Mr Gupta, what a woman would be expected to answer you!

- No big differences as you'll probably have to perform both in the future! If you have no preferences for this first time, I think I'm going to cum in your throat and pull back to spurt the last wads in your mouth. It's time to make you taste your first sperm! I think you'll have to do it often in the future! It's so good when you deep throat me! I could become addicted to it!

Vicky could feel the sperm inflating Mr Gupta's cock as it ran along its length. A sudden freeze marked the moment his seed erupted deep in her throat. Then, as he had announced Vicky, he pulled out as his cock continued to spasm in her gullet. There are no taste buds deep in a human throat but the last spurts were delivered in her mouth and on her tongue. It was thick, sticky, pungent and the taste was altogether nutty and slightly salty. Vicky thought it was really tasty and she would enjoy making Mr Gupta cum in her mouth again in the future. She would just ask her dietician whether it was good for her figure! She felt adventurous with Mr Gupta : her husband had never prepared her for such delicious discoveries! Her owner interrupted suddenly her thoughts :

- Open your mouth to show me it filled with my seed! Wider! Good! Now you may swallow it!... Done? Then open it as wide as you can to show me you have swallowed it all like the good slut you are going to become!

Curiously, Vicky took it as a compliment.. She was so deeply centred on her relation with Mr Gupta that she almost jumped when Elizabeth coughed discreetly :

- Master, am I allowed to cum? Susan and Joan licked me so long that my clit is burning!

- Certainly not, Elizabeth! I paid four thousand pounds for you and I never waste money! Vicky, you are going to watch me screw Elizabeth. Try to follow everything she does because it will be your turn, just after!

Mr Gupta took his still quite hard cock in his hand and rubbed the head up and down along Elizabeth' slit, enjoying the feel of the soft flesh yielding against the pressure. Elizabeth was incredibly wet. If her Master had not been convinced she was totally his, he would now! He continued anointing his prick with her love juices. Elizabeth was a seasoned whore. He wouldn't have needed to be that careful but he wanted to impress Vicky. If he fucked the vicar's wife with panache, she would be quite eager to receive him afterwards. Finally, the desire was too strong, and he slowly inserted the tip of his cock in her opening.

- Vicky, I must tell you that I have regularly fucked Elizabeth for more than a year. She is quite accustomed to receive my big cock and I don't need to take the luxury of precautions I will use for you! Elizabeth! Are you ready, slut, ready to be fucked by my big cock? Think that you are making a show for Vicky who may soon enter our little group. Expect no mercy and prove her you love to be skewered on my big cock!

Elizabeth smiled encouragingly to Vicky who was a bit frightened watching the long and huge cock of Mr Gupta already lodged in the entrance of Elizabeth's pussy! Without waiting for an answer, he slammed his prick up, hard, into Elizabeth's quim. She was a bit tight as usual, and his entry was a bit painful. She had anticipated the delicious pain and she screamed aloud, snapping her head back in order to impress Vicky! Mr Gupta stayed still deep in her body for a minute, allowing the girl to adjust for his unusual girth, more for Vicky's benefit than for any other reason! Now he could start to use Elizabeth, as he loved it, fast and hard! He could feel her hands gripping his shoulders or her nails drawing bloody grooves in his back. Her moans revealed it wasn't pain that made her do it but pure ecstasy. Vicky was watching Elizabeth's face and her breath was ragged. Certainly she would be ready to take the place of Elizabeth as soon as she had vacated it! Elizabeth's tight, married cunt felt so good, and it wasn't long before his cock was swelling, ready to fill her thirsty pussy with his cum.

With a groan of pleasure, Mr Gupta let himself go. His cum flooded her womb, pulse after pulse jetting into her cervix as he kept fucking into her. Her deliciously tight cunt drew spurt after spurt from him, trying desperately to milk him dry. He could feel her arching her hips up towards him trying to get him deeper in her pussy. She wanted his cum, she needed to be inundated by his sperm. Mr Gupta knew that prince Kyrhan's physician had developed a treatment to make sterile women able to become pregnant again. Perhaps it could work on Elizabeth? Watching her belly swelling slowly with his kid would turn him on so much and he was quite sure she would enjoy it too! He didn't linger in her delicious pussy although he loved the velvety feel on his cock and stepped back. He enjoyed the sight she was offering him : a beautiful woman, spreading luxuriously on the bed, abused and thoroughly used, with his cum oozing out of her cunt and dripping down her legs. His cock was still rock hard, ready to enter a new pussy! He turned toward Vicky!

- Are you ready to be fucked by a real man, Vicky? It's a nonpareil experience and you won't look at your husband with the same eyes afterward!

Vicky's was terribly aroused, her nipples had hardened into bullet like cones and she could feel her pussy tingling. Mr Gupta looked deeply into her eyes and he must have felt how excited she was. She needed a cock, his cock and none else! She nodded to her owner. Her pussy was now starting to emit fluids, preparing for what was going to happen. They French kissed and Vicky was probably the most demanding, plunging her tongue deep in her mouth. His hands were roaming all over her body. They weren't making love, they were engaged into a mating parade, just like two animals and Vicky felt like a bitch in heat. Within minutes, he had picked her up and thrown her on the bed. She was ready for him. She was moaning helplessly. He looked at her pussy that was still wet from his previous tongue fucking.

Mr Gupta stood up and kissed her hungrily on the mouth. She was horny as hell hornier. Her pussy was on fire. She slid her hand between their bodies and began to frig her clit. Her need had become overwhelming! A contact stirred her : it was Mr Gupta's cock and it was really huge. It was so much bigger than her husband's. She had no comparison but the occasional tents on swimming suits when she walked on the beach in her bikini. Suddenly, her pussy started to pulsate, preparing for her owner's entry.

Vicky's hand was now desperately trying to grab as much cock as she could in her too small fingers. She was slowly moving her hand up and down. The blood was boiling in her veins and her hand was starting to direct the hard cock towards her very wet hole. She had caught Mr Gupta rubbing his cock against Elizabeth's pussy lips and she had anticipated his move. She was actually rubbing on his cock on her pussy hairs. Her own secretions soon covered it. Then she pulled it down until it was aimed directly at her dripping wet quim. She couldn't wait to get it inside her. She pulled it closer and it touched her wet hole. Mr Gupta was smiling to her and she felt a wave of affection overwhelming her!

She parted her legs wide to give him total access to her most intimate parts and she started to rub him up and down her wet slit. Her pussy was now totally open for him. The huge head of his cock was now prying her pussy lips open. The huge cock was now slowly pushing into her, into the pussy that had been the private garden of her husband but the gardener had forgotten to take care of her little garden and someone else had started to tend to it.

Mr Gupta started slowly thrusting in and out. Her pussy had never received such an impressive visitor and he didn't want to scare her away. He took the time to stretch her slowly out, helping her pussy to adjust to its new owner. Her overflowing pussy was helping but gaining inch after inch was a very long struggle. Their eyes were focused on the point of junction of their bodies, happy when the cock progressed and disappointed when the progression stopped! They were watching his cock pushing in and out of her pussy, both of them tensed to reach their common objective! It was so fucking erotic that Vicky cummed mightily but Mr Gupta's progression wasn't impaired, to the contrary he resumed his movement as soon as Vicky opened her eyes again.

The added lubrication helped Mr Gupta who humped mightily and that last effort pushed him to the hilt into her pussy. Their crotches collided with a loud thump. He was fully embedded into her belly. She felt an explosion in her loins : there was no comparison with what she had felt with her husband! During her defloration, she had felt nothing special but a deep pain and a mild discomfort. She had thought her pussy had been numbed by her defloration but the feeling had persisted : she wasn't feeling anything when her husband fucked her apart from the stickiness of her pussy after he had cummed in her love tunnel. She had finally thought it would be her eternal fate but Mr Gupta had just proved that it was wrong : her husband was just too inefficient or too small to give her the orgasm she craved for me. She was in ecstasy and her pussy felt alive with sensations jumping from a mind-blowing orgasm to another!