It was 10 am one Sunday morning. I had just started fucking Indu -- who was naked on her hands and knees on my bed -- after having my morning tea. Doggie style was my favorite position to fuck her because it was the position in which she screamed the loudest because I was able to penetrate her body best in that position. Also, I got to pull her sexy long hair and spank her ass while I rode her ruthlessly. Her screaming had just begun when the phone rang. Without pulling out of her pussy, I reached for the bedside phone to answer it.
It was Indu's mother.
"Saahib, mein Indu ki maa bol rahi hoon. Kya main apnee baytee say baat kar sakti hoon?". (Master, I am Indu's mother. Can I please speak to my daughter?)
"Haan, bilkul. Ek minut." (Yes, of course. One minute).
I handed the phone to Indu. Indu tried to get me to stop fucking her while she spoke to her mother. But I did not do that. As she took the phone to her ear, I rammed my cock deeper into her pussy. Her face contorted in pain and pleasure as my cock penetrated her deeper and deeper. She was stuttering, trying to say something to her mother, but full words were not forming. I grabbed a handful of her long black hair and pulled it roughly towards me. Another stifled scream.
"Maa, mein is samay kAAAAAm kari rahi hoon. BaaaAAAAAT nahin kar sakti. SaAAAAAAHIB bula rahay hain." (Mother, I am working right now. I cannot talk. Master is calling me).
It was so funny to see her face as she tried to say something to her mother while her master banged her brains out. I took the phone from her -- while continuing to fuck her mercilessly -- and told her mother "Tayree baytee is samay mera kuch khaas kaam kar rahi hai. Baad main phone karaygee." (You daughter is doing a special task for me right now. She will call you later).
I hung up on her mother and violently rammed my cock into her ass this time. That shut her up immediately and she returned to screaming for mercy. As I banged her ass from behind, riding her like a dog would ride his bitch, I pulled her hair and twisted it around my wrist and pulled her face towards me. With my free right hand, I grabbed her by her throat and roughly kissed and bit her neck as she screamed louder and louder. I also kissed her roughly on her lips. I pulled my cock out her ass and stood on top of her as she obediently took my cock into her mouth and started sucking it. She licked it up and down -- just as she had seen in the pornos she watched daily -- cupping my balls as she took my rod fully into her mouth. Then she began to lick my cum-filled balls, sucking on them appropriately and then taking my cock back into her mouth as I played with her silky, ass length hair. From time to time, she looked up at me to see if I approved. I expressed my satisfaction with her performance and even praised her saying that she had surpassed her cousin Urmila in giving me pleasure. Indu had indeed come a long way in a short time. From innocent virgin to professional cock-sucker in less than 3 months! I was so proud of her then as she sat there on her knees, naked, hair open, my cock in her mouth, looking up at me with her doe eyes, doing her best to satisfy her master's needs. I had to reward her appropriately. Minutes later she was hungrily swallowing down a huge load of my cum. I stroked her hair as she continued to take my cock into her mouth and lick it clean. Then she went to make me some breakfast.
What a great way to start off a Sunday!
Over the few months that Indu had been working for me, I had gotten to know her more than just physically. The frequent fuck sessions were often followed by conversations. I found out that she had a younger sister who was 17 years old. Her father had left her family and married another woman. Her mother was only 15 years older to her because like many village women she had been married off very young and had kids early. I told Indu that she should call her mother and tell her to come visit us. And to bring her sister as well. I had a plan in mind. Indu, being a dumb but obedient and submissive whore called her mother and sister and invited them to come visit.
Three days later when I came back from work, Indu opened the door to the house. Surprisingly, she was dressed in a pink salwaar kameez, her hair neatly tied up in a big juda, wearing a bindi and red bangles. I remembered that today was the day her mom and sister were coming to visit. So obviously she could not walk around in her tank top and mini-skirt. I walked in and was immediately aroused seeing two very fuckable pieces of ass. Her sister's young, thin but tight body was covered by a salwaar kameez. Her hair was in a long plait that she was playing with. Her mother was a typical Maharashtrian woman. Voluptuous body, big juda, big red bindi, gold nose ring, a bright red saree wrapped tightly around her curves. She did not look a day over 30 years old. I did not know who to bang first, the 17 year old virgin or the lonely mother.
Later that day I sent Indu and her sister off to the market to get some vegetables. Her mother -- Sushila -- decided to stay back to clean up the house. That was more than she would end up doing. I started talking to Sushila as soon as her daughters left the house. I knew her sob story from Indu. Her husband had abandoned her after her younger daughter -- Preeti -- had been born. That was 17 years ago. I told her very frankly that if I was her man I would have never left her and that she was still young and beautiful. She smiled shyly and began to blush severely, hiding her face in her saree's pallu.
"Mein sach bol raha hoon Sushila. Agar tu mayree aurat hoti, to mein tujhe bister say nahin nikal nay dayta. Bahut acchi dikhti hai tu. Mast badan hai tayra. Apnay baal kyon nahin kholtee tu. Aur bhi sundar lagaygee." (I am telling you the truth, Sushila. If you were my woman, I would not let you out of bed. You look very nice to me. You have a sexy body. Why don't you open your hair. You will look even more beautiful).
To my surprise, she immediately (and without hesitation) undid her bun and I got an immediate hard-on seeing her thick dark hair fall open to below her ass. I could see it through the gap in her legs as she stood in front of me. I grabbed at my chance and rubbed up against her, putting my arms around her waist and kissing her neck and mouth gently. Her body responded to my touch immediately and positively. She tried weakly to struggle, but she had been lonely and ignored for too many years. I put my hand between the folds of her saree and ran it up to her pussy underneath her petticoat. Her pussy was getting quite moist. This was going to be easy. I grabbed a handful of her rich hair and started kissing her roughly. Then I took her hand and placed it on my hard cock. She started rubbing it immediately. I let go of her, took her hand and walked her to the bedroom. She followed obediently.
