Standing still, Katt listened as Ted spoke with Sandor. The Indian smiled and nodded, his head turned as his coffee brown eyes sought hers.
Unless Katt was mistaken, they were discussing her. What the hell? Was Ted telling Sandor he knew he'd fucked his wife? But that couldn't be.
Sandor was smiling. Maybe Ted was giving Sandor the green light to screw her all he wanted.
Whatever had been said, Sandor whirled, jumped in the jeep and roared away.
As the dust settled, Ted turned to his wife. "I've invited him to join us this evening, darling. I didn't think you'd mind?"
"No." Her voice was choked because her heart seemed to be lodged in her throat. She was thrilled by this "new" husband. Flashes of fire shot through her.
Ted pulled her roughly against him. His cock was hard again just thinking about seeing another man screw his wife. He couldn't wait. By damn, he'd screw her again right here, right now!
Wordlessly, Katt helped Ted in his attempt to work the zip on her slacks. There was no doubt in her mind that he wanted to screw her again. Elated, she flung her clothes off. Ted did the same.
Neither of them remembered to lower the tent flap.
Swiftly, Ted grasped her to him.
"I'm hungry for you, baby," he groaned, thrusting his lean hips forward, driving his erect cock between her quivering thighs.
"Ahhh!" Katt cried out as the long shaft slid blissfully across her clit. She clamped her legs tight around his rod, savouring the feel of it.
Ted massaged her breasts with his hands and thrust his cock back and forth in direct contact with his wife. But that rapidly heightened his arousal too much. He withdrew, lifted Katt up on top of the table and stood in front of her.
Thrilled to the core, Katt spread her legs wide for her husband. She leaned back, arms extended behind to support her weight.
Eyes filled with lust, Ted bent his wife's knees and lifted her long, shapely legs over his shoulders. Then he slid his hands beneath her hips and bent down. Her big clit was already out of its hood, stiff and red with desire. Looking at it, Ted nearly shot his wad.
"Suck my cum from my pussy, darling," she whispered.
Ted's head bobbed down and he licked and sucked hungrily. His long nose rubbed her clit and he heard her cry out with delight.
"Eat my cunt!" Katt gasped, thrusting her pelvis upward and holding it there, driving her husband's wonderful tongue deep into her.
Panting, she asked, "Do you suck Bhadra's cunt like this?"
Head coming up, his face all gooey and slick with juices and saliva, Ted's eyes sparkled with lust. "Yes! Does that excite you? I sucked her cunt and loved it, too! Just like I'm going to suck your cunt, right now!" He lifted her higher and clamped his lips over her pussy.
Katt squealed. Then, "Darling, my cunt… it's full of your… cum!"
Ted slurped all the louder and sucked harder.
Katt came! She twisted and cried out passionately.
Still in the throes of her climax, Katt felt herself being lifted bodily by the arms. Her butt was against Ted's loins, her legs still up over his shoulders. Responding automatically, Katt locked her ankles together behind his neck. Ted pulled her upwards by the arms. She felt her husband's steel rod easily penetrate her cunt and drive deep as she hung in mid-air.
"Fuck me, professor! Fuck my hot pussy! Juice me!" In absolute carnal heat, Katt had never felt anything so thrilling as hanging in mid-air, connected to her husband only by his stiff prick as he grasped her by the arms and guided her back and forth on his fuckstick.
"Deep, so fucking deep!" Like one possessed, Katt's eyes dilated, she saw nothing, heard nothing. Yet, her sense of feel was amplified a hundredfold. Multiple climaxes rolled through her lusty being until she was indeed out of her mind with ecstasy.
Prolonging the ecstasy with deep, fast thrusts, Ted looked down at his wife. He had never had a woman so wild. His nuts tightened as his hotblooded, erotic wife kept climaxing on his cock. Christ! This was the height of debauchery to his way of thinking. His wife was the most indecent, beautiful, wanton, magnificent woman in the world when she was satisfying the desires of her flesh.
His balls ready to burst, Ted pulled her tight on him and splashed a thick load of spunk deep inside her creamy cunt.
Too debilitated and drained to support her weight any longer, Ted eased his wife down onto the table.
Dazed and feeling delicate and unstable, Katt tried to focus her eyes on her husband. His edges appeared to be all soft and fuzzy. In an enfeebled voice, she whispered, "My God, Ted, I'm wasted."
His chuckle held no strength either. "Tired, baby, but never wasted.
You were sensational! That was an out-of-the-world-fuck for me!"
"Me too, darling. It made all the other fucks I've had seem like nothing. I've never had multiple orgasms before."
His chuckle had gained stamina. "Good for my ego."
"It's true! You gave me so many cums, you sent me to heaven-and hell!"
Ted drew his cock out of her with a soft slurp.
"Then your cunt must be full of juices."
"It's full of your spunk, too," she reminded him with a sleepy-eyed look.
"Let's just see…" Bending Katt's knees, Ted planted her soles on the table top. He drew a slatted folding chair squarely in front of her exposed sex and sat down on it.
With long, bronzed fingers, Ted spread his wife's inner lips apart.
Katt felt a stab of excitement and rolled her head to the side, twisting her torso until she could see Ted. After fucking her, he was going to go down on her! What a cum appetite her husband had!
His tongue dipped into her cunt like a spoon and Katt sighed with bliss. No man had done cunnilingus to her as good as Ted, not even Sandor.
He seriously went to work sucking out the luscious hole, clasping her thighs and burying his mouth in her snatch. He was feeding on her succulent fluids as well as his own. Ted liked the taste of his own sperm.
Womb contracting wildly, Katt clutched at her quivering breasts and began to pinch her nipples and move her hips. She was horny again! It was incredible, but she wanted her husband again.
"Fuck me, Ted!" she cried.
He stopped sucking her pussy and raised his head, but he didn't move.
His head was cocked to one side. He seemed to be listening. Katt heard the excited cry then.
"Sahib! Sahib!" and the unmistakable soft thud of running feet.
The tent flap was unceremoniously jerked aside and Karim, one of the workers, bolted inside. He was halfway across the tent when he saw them and froze. His eyes bugged out. The Sahib was sitting on a chair before the mem-sahib's splayed pussy!
Ted jumped up, knocking the chair over. It hit the ground and folded up with a sharp clatter.
Giving a cry of alarm, Katt jerked upright, her heels skidded off the table edge, her knees came down, and cracked together painfully.
At the sight of the golden-haired sex organ, Karim's cock sprang stiff.
Now, he clasped his hands over it fast, backing out of the tent so quickly that he stumbled and fell backwards out of the door. Landing on his back in the sand, Karim scrambled a safe distance away on hands and knees. Shaking, he knelt in the sand, frantically praying to Brahma for his very life!
Running his fingers through his hair in frustration, Ted said, "I wonder what the hell that was all about?"
"He sounded pretty frantic. You'd better go see," Katt said, wishing with all her heart they hadn't been interrupted.
"Yes." Ted pulled on his clothes, having difficulty cramming his stiff prick into his shorts.
Katt giggled.
"So, you think it's funny do you?" he said, coming toward her with a mock growl. He kissed her while tickling her on the ribs.
Katt twisted and giggled crazily, trying to fend him off. Finally Ted quit tickling her. She wound her arms around his neck and gazed into his sparking eyes.
"I love you, madly, crazily, desperately. Oh, Ted, we're going to be the happiest married couple in the entire universe from now on!"
A bemused smile on his lips, his eyes were compellingly magnetic. I'll drink to that!" He patted her buns. "I'll finish that drink later."
Joy bubbling in her, Katt managed to dress herself "Katt!"
Her head came up sharp as she heard Ted's bellow. Heart racing with trepidation, Katt ran out of the tent. Spotting Ted, in the trench, waving his arms at her, she sprinted toward him.
Ted held his arms up and she jumped into them, nearly knocking them both on their asses.
"We found it!"
"What? What?" Her heart sang with delight. She gloried in sharing this moment of pleasure with her husband.
"Look!" Ted lowered her to her feet and her eyes followed his finger.
Katt caught her breath in wonder. "An intact skeleton?" She moved close. "Ted! A female-and a child…" Eyes huge, she turned to Ted.
"You did it! Congratulations, darling!"
"We did it-together." He spoke to Karim.
The Indian listened, head bowed, to assure he was not tempted to look at the Mem-sahib, in case his cock should grow stiff again and make the sahib angry. By the grace of Brahma, the sahib had refrained from casting him out for looking upon his wife without clothing. It was his right, as her husband, to do so. Karim did not wish to give the sahib the slightest reason to change his mind.
As soon as Karim trotted off, Ted told Katt, "I've asked Karim to assemble the workers. This came sooner than we anticipated. So, I'm going to do as you suggested. Tell them what Hunter is up to and let them know that we do not wish him to find out about this discovery.
We'll have to work throughout the night to get it out of the ground.
Ted sighed. "I'm sorry, baby. Will you keep that drink hot for me?"
Katt grinned and patted her crotch. "It will be right here whenever you get thirsty. So will I."
Ted's eyes grew soft as he looked down at her and his fingers stroked her cheek. "Thanks, Katt. Have I told you lately, that you're wonderful?"
"Yes, but tell me again," she said, flinging herself into his arms.
Theirs was a lingering, sweet kiss. Her lips remained warm and tingly for hours as she worked.
Throughout the long night, they scraped steadily. By dawn, they were all close to exhaustion, but the skeletons were out of the ground and on stretchers. Sandor drove them home and helped Ted maneuver the sheet-covered stretchers beneath the bed.
"There!" Ted said, dusting his hands together with satisfaction. "Let's have a quick breakfast. Then, get back to the dig before Hunter shows up."
"I forgot!" Katt clapped a hand to the side of her head. "Hunter wanted those bones we found dated and treated, ready for him this morning!"
"So, put a fictitious date on them and coat them haphazardly. Hunter will never know the difference, The museum will do another carbon dating, find out that Hunter lied about their age and will not deal with him again."
"Great idea!" Katt cried. She felt wonderful.
An hour later, they were back at the dig. Hunter arrived shortly thereafter.
Bold as hell, he came into the tent and announced, "I've got them sold."
Katt turned slowly, "Hunter, don't do this. If not for Ted's sake, then for your own. If you're caught smuggling artifacts out of India, you'll go to jail."
"Give them to me. I'm not going to get caught. Find any new pieces?"
"No." Katt handed them over.
"I'll be back to check you out first thing in the morning. Now, go out there and keep your husband's attention off me until I get these in the jeep."
Katt had tried to save him. So be it. Casting Hunter a vicious look, she shoved past him and strode purposefully across the scorching sands to the trench.
"The asshole has them sold – so he says. Doesn't even know how old they are. He'll be back in the morning – wanting more."
"Not until then?"
"No."
"Good! Let's call a halt. We all deserve a rest after working through the night.
Most of the workers stayed in, preferring to curl up in the shade of the tent and sleep. Katt sat on her husband's lap in the two-seater jeep as they raced toward home.
Ted told Sandor that he should remain.
Sandor grinned and nodded. "You would share your wife in friendship and camaraderie?"
Ted's eyes glistened and his cock lengthened. "The way of the ancient Persian soldiers. You undress out here. I'm not sure how she will feel about this. So, wait until I have her hot before you climb into bed with us."
Sandor nodded.
Upon the bed, Ted drew Katt into his arms so that she was facing him with her back to the doorway. He kissed her and fondled her until she was hotter than a pistol.
"Baby, you need a lot of cock, an awful lot of cock, don't you?"
"Yes, lover! Give me your enormous prick." Her heart leapt and she gasped as she felt a warm, male body press against her from behind.
"We've got two big cocks, here, for you, baby. You want them both?"
"Yes, oh, God, yes!" she cried, as lips began to touch her shoulders and neck. "Sandor!" she groaned, and felt his arm come around her, his fingers begin to stimulate her clit.
"Like it, baby?" Ted asked, his own hands squeezing and kneading her breasts.
"My God, yes. I love it!"
"Sandor is going to shove his big dick into you from behind, baby, and I'm going to put mine in your mouth. Will you like that, baby?"
"Yes!" Katt replied and thrust her cunt against Sandor's fingers. She was hotter than the hinges hell. Two men, making love to her, one her husband, one her Indian lover. What an unbeatable combination! In a state of overwhelming excitement, Katt felt her husband suckle and squeeze her tits and his hands slid between her legs to cares her ass.
By looking down, Ted could see Sandor's fingers exciting his wife's clit. He, himself, was so turned on that he feared for his ability to maintain any sort of control. He felt rutty and vulgar, earthy and obscene. God, how much time he'd wasted in getting around to fucking his horny, willing wife! He was an idiot!
His prick twitching dangerously, Ted tried desperately to think about something else, anything else but what was happening.
He was going to have the kind of sexual intercourse with his wife that he had always enjoyed with other women. Especially the women of India, who were eager for men to share their favours, and double their pleasure.
"She is ready," Sandor announced. At Ted's jerky nod of agreement, Sandor raised her topmost leg in the air.
Katt felt his engorged cockhead press against her hole.
"That's it! Thrust your big dicks in my cunt! Fuck me! Oooh, God, fuck me!" she whined.
Slowly and steadily, his prick entered her pussy from behind.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Katt sing-songed. The rapid cock-stuffing drove Katt right over the edge. Crying out, churning and thrusting and bucking in the throes of climax, her wonderful, wet cunt felt as if it would explode.
Unable to hold out under such intense arousal, Ted caressed the end of his cock across his wife's lips. He filled her mouth completely as he gazed over her shoulder at Sandor's lust-twisted face.
The servant was still plowing his prick into Katt's love nest with gusto.
Sandor's mouth opened in a silent cry of passion. One last, forceful thrust drove his dick balls-deep into her sucking pussy. He came, flooding her abyss with prodigious masses of sperm.
Their movements slowed, then stopped. Their breathing quieted. They slept.
When Katt awoke, her husband's cock was still near her lips and Sandor's cock was still in her cunt. She wanted to lay between them and take pleasure from the feel, let her eyes eat up her husband's sleeping face. She felt so radiant, so enchanted by this glorious change in Ted, in herself, in their whole relationship.
But she had to pee.
Managing to unhook herself from them, Katt crawled out of bed. After relieving herself, she returned. Stretched out on their backs, eyes open, hands behind their heads, she was confronted by a pair of ear-toear grins and upright, hard-core fuck poles.
She was going to get screwed again! Katt leapt back on the bed between them, landing on all fours.
Ted took her tit in his hand and guided it to Sandor's mouth.
Willingly, Sandor sucked her taut nipple.
Ted watched, thrills shooting deep into his groin.
Katt felt her husband's big cock slap her leg rhythmically as he watched the Indian suck her nipple. Suddenly, she realized that her husband would greatly enjoy watching Sandor make love to her. She wanted to do this for Ted.
Intoxicated, Katt straddled Sandor's face and lowered her cunt over his mouth. The look of raw lust on Ted's face thrilled her. She reached down and ran her finger into his mouth and he sucked on it.
Katt gently flexed her cunt on Sandor's mouth in a fucking rhythm, while watching Ted's reaction to her naughty, unwifely behaviour.
"His tongue is deep in my slice, darling," she moaned, feeling his lips press tight against her labia.
Breathing hard, Ted slid his hand over her buttocks and tickled her anus. After a moment, he began to caress her thighs.
Katt squealed in delight as her husband's gentle fingers played with her body and began to explore her everywhere.
Sandor had a raging erection and wanted to fuck the mem-sahib. He reached up and flicked his fingers over her swollen nipples while he gulped the juices out of her cunt. Sandor felt the sahib's arm rub his chest as he finger-fucked her clit. A monsoon of erotic pleasure built in his balls and he could wait no longer.
Ted's cock was granite hard, too. The slurping sounds of Sandor's eating her out, the buttery feel of her cunt, combined to drive him wild.
Sandor lifted her off his face and asked Ted, "You want to put her between us?"
"Not this time, my friend. You fuck my wife. I will take my pleasures vicariously."
Ted elbowed himself up and guided Katt around so that she was now on all fours, facing away from him.
"You do want Sandor's big cock, don't you, baby?"
"Yes!" she screamed mindlessly.
Ted stroked her buns. "In your pussy?"
"Yes! In my cunt! Tell him to fuck me violently, darling! I like it like that best."
"Screw her fast and furiously, Sandor," Ted hissed in his servant's native tongue. Licentiously, Ted watched as Sandor took his huge wang in his fist and aimed it at Katt's defenceless golden love hole. Lord almighty, his wife was a hot one!
"Wait," Ted suddenly bid Sandor. He leaned up and licked her lips, working spit into them. Then, Ted sat back on his heels. "Okay, my friend, stick it into my wife's chute."
As Sandor pressed his huge tool deep into her body, Katt whimpered with pleasure, and began to rotate on the impaling shaft, thrilling herself as well as both the men.
"Oh, baby, your lovehole is stretching wide open to swallow his big dick!" Ted cried, passion kindling his desires. He fisted his hard cock and began to stroke it as he watched Sandor grasp his wife's hips and shove her up and down his stiff prod.
"Sandor's prick feels so good in me, darling. He's ramming so deep!"
Chills of rapture puckered her nipples and curled her toes. She knew Ted loved to hear her talk about how good it felt to have another man fuck her.
"His meat pole is so hard – screwing my hot cunt. Darling, I just love being fucked by a huge cum-filled cock."
Ted's hand flew on his own huge prick, jerking hard and urgently. He twisted the stiff staff and squeezed his balls, intrigued with the sight of Sandor's prick rooting deep in his wife's pussy. Ted reached a little farther down between his legs and twiddled his fingers around his balls. Then, he took his cock and fucked it in and out of his fist at the same pace that Sandor was fucking Katt. Sandor drove into the mem-sahib's tight butt with oscillating, propelling movements. He solicited deeper sexual contact and more erotic pleasure for both. His skillful maneuvers seemed to please her, for the mem-sahib was making all manner of sounds in her throat and slamming her quivering hips back at him.
"All the way in me! Fucking me deep, darling. His cock is making my cunt feel like I'm going to have a climax soon!"
"Wriggle your ass, baby! Fuck him!" her husband hissed, feeling the cum rise in his cock tube. He was freaking out on watching his wife screw another man!
Sandor fucked deep into her hot body and squirted hot liquid seed into it. He panted and grunted and ground his dick into her, feeling her cunt lips contract around his meat.
Feeling the burning jets sear her pussy, Katt squealed and went into a gut-wrenching climax that left her feeling temporarily disoriented and loose. Shapes were unfamiliar. She closed her eyes and slept.
When Katt woke, her husband and his servant were gone. She lay there for a long time, savoring the memory of her first threeway sexual experience. Everything that had happened to her in the last few days flitted through her mind.
Becoming horny, Katt slid her fingers down over her snatch, feeling the stiff hairs where the semen had dried. She needed a bath. The key wound clock on the dresser told her it was five in the afternoon.
Would Ted be home at six as he'd promised yesterday? With time out for a nap, she doubted it. Still…
Katt rose and called to her ayah to fetch water for washing. Bhadra was slow, but thorough and reliable. Here, in the desert, the luxury of a shower was unheard of. Bathing was done in a pan, with the least amount of water possible.
When Bhadra brought the water, Katt eyed her curiously. She tried to envision Ted fucking her and failed. The girl seemed so remote, so above the carnal act. Yet, Katt knew that she wasn't. She would love to watch Ted fuck her, just as Ted had watched his servant fuck her. But not tonight!
Tonight, she wanted Ted all to herself!
Katt was bathed, perfumed and eagerly awaiting Ted's arrival in less than an hour. She'd instructed Bhadra to prepare a light meal for two and despite the heat, placed a candle on the table. Feeling alive and eager as a new bride, Katt kept her ear tuned for the sound of the jeep. She wanted this to be a perfect night for the two of them.
Apparently, Ted did too, for five minutes to the hour, the jeep charged up to the door and Ted climbed out. He sent Sandor away and entered the house, caked with dust and dirt, but grinning.
Not that Katt noticed his disheveled state. She felt a rush of heat throughout her body as their eyes locked. Hers were brimming with love and happiness. Pride and respect and desire for Ted flooded her being.
Her heart beat erratically.
Now, she remembered why she had married Ted. This was how she had felt when they first met – how she had felt on their first date and on their wedding night.
She whispered his name. "Ted?"
"You look beautiful, darling." He eyed the slender white sheath she was wearing. Her long blonde hair swirled softly around her bare shoulders.
"You take my breath away. Let me get cleaned up."
"Bhadra!" he called, and when she appeared, he asked for bath water.
While her husband bathed, Katt explained to Bhadra that she and Ted wished to be alone. "Is there some place you would like to spend the evening? Sandor can drive you."
"I may visit my friend?"
"Yes, of course," Katt replied, relieved to get her ayah out of the house. "You may go right this minute. I will serve my husband and myself. The cleaning up can wait until morning."
All through the meal, Ted made love to Katt with his eyes. Now and then, he'd touch her breast or squeezed her thigh.
Flirting with her husband, Katt laughed and teased and touched him in all the ways a woman in love does.
Neither of them knew what they ate. Neither of them cared. The meal was a vehicle carrying them forward to other pleasures.
Hitching his chair closer to Katt's, Ted slid his hand behind her neck and kissed her deeply. His wife's moist lips parted beneath his in sweet surrender. Ted rained kisses on her cheeks, her nose and down the silken curve of her throat.
Katt slid fingers through his hair, feeling an incredible desire for him. Her pussy juices were soaking her panties. Inside her cunt was a strong desire to be filled. Her husband's big cock was going to slide in and out of her pussy and make her cum.
"Darling," she murmured softly.
Ted released her, stood up and drew Katt out of her chair.
"I want to make love to you, darling."
"Now," she said, taking him by the hand and leading him to their bedroom. "Tonight is ours. Tomorrow, there will be room for others in our bed. Even Bhadra."
"You want to watch me make love to her?"
"Yes. Just as you wanted to watch me make love to Sandor."
"You are ready," he said, eyes searching her face, "for an introduction into the cult."
His hands lifted her onto the bed and Katt did not ask him any questions. She was too busy filling his every desire of the moment.