The Oberoi's Whore

Managing the Oberoi’s kitchen was not a meagre task. Since they couldn’t let their secret out, Tej Singh Oberoi who could afford all the luxuries in the world couldn’t afford a chef in his kitchen or a staff in his huge mansion. It was up to The Oberoi’s Whore to manage everything from the kitchen to their dining room, to hall to Rudra, Omkara and Tej’s bedrooms.

After finishing up cooking for the day, she made her way to Rudra’s room. The eighteen-year-old had messed it up badly. He was the baby of the family, the most spoiled and the only virgin in the house. He loved to excercise. Unlike his father though, his six packs were made up of protein. She bent down to pick his underwear when she felt a hot, sharp and hard sensation on her buttocks.

Rudra still being a virgin had taken a toll on him. He got easily aroused whenever he saw Tej fucking his whore or her pleasing Om. She stayed bent for a while letting him rub his cock on her ass. When Tej wasn’t at home for the day, she was free for Om or Rudra to use. Neither of them had yet intruded her pussy or asshole yet. It was for Tej Oberoi, a well-built man, almost thirty years older than her for to use as he pleased.

“Ahh, Rudra,” she recognized him. Rudra did not how to pleasure her yet. At day time, this was the best she could get. Some times she would accompany Tej to the Oberoi office. He would pin her to wall or bend her on his desk between each meeting and fuck her hard. Today was no such day. It was indeed a long one.

“Dudu,” the young man uttered.

She stood up, her ass still brushing his cock. Rudra’s hands locked around her waist. His right hand travelled up to her boobs and he squeezed her breast harshly. A yelp escaped her mouth . Her eyes widened in shock. A tinge of pleasure reached her pussy. She was aware of what she was was wearing. She had draped a black see-through saree over a black bra. The bra was tied on her back and it was easy for Rudra to untie the string and bring her boob out for him to play.

“I want dudu,” he said again.

She turned to him before he could untie her bra. Her hand rested on his chest. He looked into her eyes as she pushed him on his bed. She gently sat on the bed and placed his head on her lap. Rudra pushed her pallu aside. She untied her bra. Rudra touched her boobs that lay bare in front of him. He squeezed them before putting his mouth on her left nipple.

Milk gushed out of her boobs into his mouth. She smiled as she fed him. Her hands caressed his hair. A lone tear escaped her eyes through the smile. The milk she was feeding Rudra was meant for her baby. Tej’s baby that was growing in her womb for eight months. Rudra was Tej’s baby but not hers. A week before Rudra reached adulthood, she lost the baby. Rudra being a baby by heart helped her a lot. He was obsessed by her boobs once he caught his father fucking her and she needed a way to drain her milk. That’s how she started feeding Rudra.

A knock on the door caught her attention. She switched boobs, put her right nipple on Rudra’s mouth and looked up to find Om standing on the door. His eyes were filled with lust. While Rudra was happy with the regular feeding, Om certainly wanted more. So far she had let Om play with her body, go down on her and occasionally treated him with a blowjob. However, he had yet not received the benefits that Tej did.

“After you feed Rudra, come to my room,” Om said and left.

She nodded after he was gone. After she finished feeding Rudra, she fixed her saree and headed to Om’s room. Om was pleasuring himself lying on his bed. His cock was out of his pants. His hand was caressing his cock. A lopsided smile covered her face. She untied the clasp of her bra and stepped inside the room.

Om saw her and sat properly on his bed. She had a seductive smile on her face as she sat close to Om on her bed. Om’s hands crept up her body. She leaned closer to him. He held her tightly. Her hands rested on his chest. Their faces leaned in sync. Before she realized Om’s lips were on hers. He brought her closer. He felt the heat of her crotch on his cock. She moaned. He got the chance to slip his tongue inside her mouth.

Om pulled her onto his lap. She straddled his waist. His hard cock brushed past her soft pussy. He pushed his cock in and out of her thighs. Annika broke the kiss.

“What are you doing?” she breathed heavily. Her pussy was meant for Tej only. She couldn’t let Om or Rudra intrude it.

“Please,” he begged.

She shook her head and tried moving away from him. He caught her arms and pulled her on himself. She tried going away from him. He forced her near him. They rolled on Om’s bed. She stared at him wide-eyed realizing he was on top of her. Her pussy was dripping wet. She could feel his hard cock on her crotch.

“Why wouldn’t you let me fuck you?” he asked. His breath was heavy. So was hers. Her eyes casted downwards. Her boobs were crushed against his chest.

“Your dad,” she whispered, “I can’t”

“Why?” he whispered back.

“Tej,” she repeated.

“Has he stopped you from fucking others? That man has fucked many whores before you all his life,” Om tried to convince her. Her cocoa skin was tantalizing him. Ever since Tej brought his pregnant whore in the Oberoi mansion, his eyes were set on her. Somehow he was no longer worried of his recently divorced mom and was rather looking for ways to have the seductress on his bed.

“I don’t want to.” she pushed him away from herself. Om fell on the floor. He looked on as she left his room.

She entered Tej’s room and sat on the bed with a thud. She met the man three years ago and somehow between her first day of internship and the day she saw two lines on a white stick, she fell in love with him.

Precap: How the whore met Tej