The Jezebel of India Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

The Jezebel of India Ch. 04

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"I give the men's life into your keeping," The Rani nodded, without reference to Gobinder, as she had an iron will but was blessed with a merciful heart. She also knew talent when she saw it. Deewan was quickly becoming a valuable asset and someone she would be able to harness his skills and nurture his loyalty, with Tara's help. The Rani agreed but with a heavy heart. The day wore on until the heavy sultry evening brought its heat. Gobinder had been at work all day, setting Deewan upon his way to the fort with trusted men and a baggage train of supplies. The Rani had also sent Tara with them to be a consort for Deewan and ensure his loyalty. She then waited for her horse master to come to her, in her tower.

Their lovemaking was furious, wanton and not always gentle, with no dancing for him. The battle had released a tiger in Gobinder's loins and Lakshmi burned with the desire of a raging forest flame. He took her by the arms, gripped her and with one hand tore the red and gold saree blouse open. Her breast spilt out and he took it to his mouth, he sucked and nibbled at her nub until her nipple stiffened and swollen in his mouth. With her back arched, she pulled him to herself, held him there then with her own hand, tore the rest of the blouse open, allowing her other swell of brown flesh to be freed.

"Suck my other nub, make it stiff and make me wet for your prick! For this night only, I am your whore!" She ordered him, slipping her hand down and grabbing ...

... at his sash, pulling it away. Gobinder felt his jodhpurs loosen, and then with his hand pulled himself free. Now unencumbered, Gobinder pulled away from her nipples and pushed her face onto his stiff prick.

Her mouth was wet, warm and glorious, as she hungrily sucked on his prick, then pulled it out and licked at his swollen glans. She smiled as she devoured his meaty shaft and then suddenly, he took her head and then pushed her onto him and then threaded his prick down her throat. She struggled at first to manage his size, but with her experience with him and her late husband, she could throat him. The noise in her throat was obscene and completely erotic to his ears. His beloved Rani, his princess was now acting the whore for him and Lakshmi, at this moment, was no princess, no state concerns, no anxieties about her people. At this moment she was his woman, she was here to love him and be loved by him. She was here to please him and then to allow herself to be pleasured by him.

She gagged now, loudly and her salvia drooled from her mouth onto her naked breasts, as his prick thrust in and out of her mouth, noisily and powerfully.

"Lie on your couch, and I will plunder your cunny my beauty!" Gobinder pulled out and lifted her by her shoulders and set back onto the couch, spread her legs, and looked down at her cunny. She, as desperate as he was, now provoked him further by spreading her cunny lips open and fingering her cunny and releasing a jet of hot fluid as she ...