Adultery Sins of Joy by bena4u

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Story :- Sins of Joy

Written by bena4u


I attributed this story to my dearest editor "JackGates74". I worked on this and then gave it to him, and he made it reader friendly. I think it's much better and he deserves the credit. Thank you "JackGates74" for all the hard work on the story. This is seven parts and should follow each day. Thanks for reading.

Dear readers, it would take time in start but, you will find it the best.

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[Ramesh_Rocky]

Sins of Joy Ch. 01

I must be honest and tell you that all the names are not but the rest of what I am about to tell you is true. The story is set in India and involves an Indian. It could however be anywhere at any point in time. Don't let geography limit your vision.

Let me explain few Indian words used in story thoroughly. Qameez is part of dress as this is a long shirt, shilwar, a baggy trouser.

I don't mind you can call me anything you like. I will not defend what I did or doing. My name is Jawad, 38 years old and has business of a woman Garment manufacturer. I enjoy my trade very much. My story begins about ten years ago. It was about that time I met Sajad who was just starting up in the Garment Trade. He was very likable and we became firm friends. I really looked forward to Sajad's company. Then one day, out of the blue Sajad asked me to his house to share a meal together. That day was the turning point of my life and the reason I have to write this story. I am bursting to tell you! To tell the whole world in fact!

Being the same age as myself, Sajad and I had the same ideas about life and we shared ambitions. We both loved the fast pace of commerce and wanted our pots of gold to be plentiful. When I arrived at Sajad's house he showed me into a room, which had all the comforts and we sat and chatted animatedly, there was so much strong friendship between us. I felt warm in his company and then the door opened and in swept a vision of loveliness, which stopped my heart and opened my mouth agape with awe!

In the distance I faintly heard Sajad introduce her as his wife, Shahida and as he had adopted me as his Brother she was to become my Sister-in Law, ("Bhabi" I should mention that as a mark of respect to brother's wife, and we'll use the word "bhabi" there for Shahida ). I was deeply attracted to her and could not help feeling somewhat jealous about my friend Sajad. She traditionally greeted me with a quite smile and very politely and gracefully. I stole a quick glance at the lady; this was not just a simple lady. This was one gorgeous woman. My mouth was dry and uncomfortable I took a sip of my drink to hide my embarrassment. It was instant within me; I had to admit that I found Shahida attractive.

Over the course of the meal where she was sitting opposite me at the table I learned form her children that she may be in her mid thirties; thirty-four to be exact. She was the mother of three children, two sons named Faiz, Numan and a daughter named Shagufta, but looked much younger. She had a girlish body as well as a pretty young face. She had one of those cutesy girly voices.

I found her to be a very beautiful and graceful lady with nice brightest and communicative blue eyes I had ever seen with a soft gentle mouth on an oval face, sweet smile that really charmed people, a smile that, it has to be said could melt a mountain, and a very lovely, pretty but makeup-less face with blonde long silky hair had been tied back in a ponytail. She was not a tall woman, with an average height. To say, Shahida was attractive would be under estimating her beauty. She was vivacious! Such a delight to look upon! She was a magnet, my eyes made of ferrous metal. Talk at the table grew more banal and openly friendly. I was aware of Shahida Bhabi looking at me from time to time with lowered eyelashes.

She has a mountain beauty. She was fair skinned, unlike many Indian women who are dark, with a long nose and regular features though she was simply dressed, like most Indian women normally wore but very conservative but sensibly, in a light blue silk shilwar (traditional baggy trousers) Qameez (long traditional shirt) suit. She was looking elegant and classy. She was one of the most incredible women I had ever seen in my entire life. It was hard to say what her figure was like, for she wore baggy clothes. She covered herself well. But at very first look one can say that she had the right amount of curves. Her boobs and bottoms were so generous that they could not be completely hidden from view.

I could guess that she had a well filled-out body without being plump; she had thickened around the body but is not fat, she was neither thin nor chubby. A tiny but distinctly visible black-mole on the center of her upper lip, it was a focal point which attracted my attention. Her long graceful neck blended into the wide muscular shoulders. She had thin but rich juicy lips. I felt this beauty spot made her face look more ravishing, more desirable. Her feet are cute, with long toes and a high arch. I have a little foot fetish and I'm pretty sure it got started because she often walked in house bare foot. Every pore of her body emitted a sensation of passion and I suspected, a hidden lust. I purposely tried to avoid looking at her but I managed to see a generous glimpse of her cleavage as she bent forward towards me to eat her dinner. I tried my best to keep my eyes from her body that night not to show her any of my inner lust that I had for her, but I couldn't ignore her full, wide, round and soft ass which she displayed to me quite innocently as she moved gracefully around the room. The silk garments clung to her ass like a second skin showing me every intimate contour between her thighs. I must confess that, although she turned me on like crazy that first meeting, I had more respect for my friend, Sajad. Was I thinking of bedding her? I would be lying if I said, 'No.' She was after all, my friends wife! I was not a sinner. Thinking about sin didn't stop me from checking her out though. There was no sin in feasting ones eyes, was there? My fondness for Shahida Bhabi only intensified in the coming months, and sometimes it seems as if she hinted the same feelings I kept hidden deep inside my soul.

It did not take a lot of time for Sajad to be convinced I was not a wife seducer, a trouble-monger of ill repute, but a fine upstanding gentleman with extremely good and jolly decent manners.

Maybe at this point I should tell you something about myself. I live alone, because sadly my own wife died two years back leaving me with two children who are away from me in boarding college. I don't like but let me say I was considered handsome by most accounts and many noble ladies hoped to catch my eye for first few years. But From the time of my wife's death until this day, the day that I met Shahida Bhabi I had not looked at another woman. I had buried myself within my work.

Time seemed to pass more quickly now. Now there was a spring in my step, a joy in my heart. I woke up each day with a freshness of life and a liking for another day. "A day" when I would see Shahida Bhabi again. I got closer and closer to Sajad's family, and now my Bhabi (sister in law) called me bhya (brother) and I called her Bhabi (sister-in-law). Other more daring names crossed my mind, but for now I had to be content with Bhabi.

The children liked me very much even though they are now grown up. During those meetings, I carefully avoided looking at Shahida Bhabi. When I spoke to her it was with kindness, respecting her place as my friends wife.

In fact, I had not yet got a clear view of her body nor did I try to get a close look. Whenever I met her in her house, in the presence of Sajad, she remained with her upper body and head always covered with the pallu (side) of her dupata (long scarf). She was from a regular middle class and very conservative family and had grown up in a very small town. So I have always found Shahida bhabi, as a simple Indian wife and a very religious woman, like her wife my friend also interested in religion activities. Shahida bhabi kept care all the values and culture. She didn't like to meet male other than her close relatives and she never allowed people to enter her house. She even conceals her face when she uses to go out of her house. I consider myself one of the luckiest men on earth, who can go her house and could meet her.

As we became more intimately related I was able to snatch unguarded glimpses of Shahida 's uncovered body parts now that I was in a position to observe her more frequently. Obviously she took care to stay in perfect shape even after becoming a mother of three children. Her body was saying that she is trying hard to maintain her figures in shape. She is as fresh as twenty years young girl. I found my Shahida Bhabi has got a very nice bottom, gorgeous, lovely and round, full, curvaceous and tasty. At her waste she became impossibly thin before widening back out to long slender hips that supported a fantastic ass. Her bottom is enough to ignite any man's dick! Her buttocks are exceptionally large but perfect in shape. When she walks it's a great pleasure to see her undulating backside, rolling like tidal waves which gave me so many naughty and lewd thoughts of what I could do with her ass should the opportunity ever arise. My mouth stood open, ready to bite into her hips, when her bulging hips swayed back and forth in front of me. The sight truly made me very horny. Saliva rose freely to my lips when I fantasized just opening those buttocks with trembling fingers. I always think that, if I get a chance I would bury my face in her ass and never come up for air. I reprimanded my dangerous thoughts. My sinful thoughts, but I never listen to myself where Shahida Bhabi was concerned, because she was always there to make me an uncontrollable sinner again.

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Did I mention about her breasts, Of course any description of her would be incomplete if it doesn't include her enormous well-shaped breasts showing no signs of sagging after tone and half decades of married life. I've ever seen a woman with lovely bottom and lovely breasts. Well, Shahida bhabi was one such woman. Her breasts were the ultimate weapons proudly standing far out from her voluptuous body. They always seemed like they were about to split open, if she breathed too hard. They were not too huge, but in a way they left my mouth wide open and my hands trembling in a futile wish to touch them at least once before my final demise. She doesn't have big tits, but they're perky, firm and a nice handful. I'm sure they aren't going to be sagging around her waist when she hits fifty. In short Her curves might a matter of envy for most of the female of her age.

On a number of occasions when she was busy with house chores in my presence, she was less guarded about her dress. I saw more of her sexy cleavage and she bent over more in my presence even it was not really needed. It made me feel hot and uncomfortable but I did nothing as we were still maintaining usual respectable polite distance.

It was when I was in my bed at night; there wasn't a night when I didn't jerk off the hardness of my cock to mental images of Shahida Bhabi being fucked by me. That was all the time of my masturbation when her naked body was my number one fantasy. I spent a lot of time jacking off just from thinking about her while she probably had no idea that I wanted her so badly. I love her. I had always loved her but I've done it in silence. I had been feeling guilty because I dream about fucking my best friend's wife.

At that time my frustrations were so painful when I met Shahida Bhabi I could not look at her because I was frightened of her, frightened of myself, my feelings for her. I never bothered to pester them with uninvited intrusions to their house, although I wanted to meet Shahida Bhabi every time, every day, but not meet her. I was like a tormented child. I had no explanation what this woman did to me; all I knew was that I was dying to make this woman mine and there was no way in the world it could be possible. I could not foresee any way of achieving that.

Sajad got a huge loss in his business because of over investing when the market was dead. Before he confided in me, it was too late his business was beyond irritability. Sajad had fought his business with everything he had. Then, just as surprising he decided to go to America to seek his fortune. In many respects, it was the best of times and, naturally, the worst of times. He needed to leave his wife and children behind all alone during his stay in the states.

He had lost his parents. Although Shahida bhabi' parents were available for their daughter care. But in the India custom, the parents or relatives of the female would not stay with their daughter and son-in-law. Sajad turned to me, his very good friend and adopted brother for help. Needless to say, I willingly stepped into the breech to be a good caretaker and helper towards his family in case of their need during his absence.

In a nutshell, he was fully convinced I was a thorough gentleman and not a scoundrel or opportunist at all. Thus, he asked me to take care of his family in his absence; I assured him that I would do my utmost to make sure that all their needs, no matter what would get my unscrimping love and attention. He thanked me profusely for being such a good friend and benefactor and he told Shahida and the children to look to me for love and guardianship until he came back for them, that I had promised to take care of their needs. I was a little uncomfortable about this situation because I was not sure how I'd keep distance from Shahida bhabi, but I felt I owed it to my friend to help out while he was away. I promise with me that I'll never think my friend's wife more like that and would be treat her like a sister- in- law. All my sexual intentions with Shahida Bhabi were brushed to one side momentarily as I took over my new role.

Sajad went to the USA but didn't t inform his wife or me of his arrival to the states. It was so strange not to hear from him. We feared the worst. We tried to get information but couldn't and after a month he himself informed us by telephone that he had been caught by the US immigration as he had a large amount of narcotics and was going to be imprisoned for seven years.

The incidence was a big shock to both of his family and myself. I liked Sajad a lot; he was really like a brother to me. Shahida bhabi had to face lot of problems, and it had paralyzed her. She moped around the house, hardly doing anything, hardly going anywhere. For the next few months, I helped Shahida bhabi with all the things that she had to do while at the same time comforting her. All Shahida bhabi wanted was to have someone to hold, and I had no problem in doing just that.

I was more concerned about the uncertainty and insecurity of Shahida Bhabi and her small family. Although it was a big shock to them at the time, but time heals every things. Now I was a more frequent visitor to Shahida Bhabi and her family, I was spending most of my time now near Shahida Bhabi and her family. We held regular meetings and discussed the problems as well as worked out solutions in the smooth running of their home; I had gained quite a reputation as a member of their family and was well liked and respected by them. We gradually became friends and got to know more about each other. I became her hero when I came to her aid. Weeks and months went by as Shahida Bhabi and I got to know each other better. I didn't think about her sexually for at least a few months, and then I realized that she was single now and I have more chances than ever.

Shahida Bhabi would sometimes invite me over for an evening meal. She was also calling me more frequently for different kinds of help like the children's college matters and financial support for her family in her day-to-day activities. Several times we traveled from one place to another together for different reasons in my car. She bent to give it to me or doing her house chores I would have see her cleavages, Now she didn't even try to cover them. So many times I noted her braless, because the way her breasts were moved suggesting that she was without a bra, they seemed to move with there own momentum. On those occasions Her breasts bounced in her qameez like a couple of puppies fighting in a sack. Once Shahida bhabi and I went to her children college and there was a cool brisk breeze blowing. It caught the bottom edge of Shahida bhabi 's qameez and lifted it. What a sight it was, for a split second, I saw the usually secret top of her shilwar, her shilwar covered hips, which made me mad. She saw me looking at her bottom; she smiled, pulled her top and covered her bottom. That was killing me. I have to admit that I tried rather hard to think of anything about Shahida bhabi but my disloyal mind didn't agree with me.

My desire to fuck Shahida Bhabi came back again at different times when we were alone together in her house. These times became more frequent as if she herself was organizing it that way. At least that was what I thought. When we where traveling in my car, I always tried to touch her belly, breasts, and bottom by one or other pretext, those were mere touches in comparison. Every accidental touch of any part of her body shook me and sent series of shivers down my body. I had always respectful with Shahida bhabi though, allowing my flirting to remain just within friendly limits.

It was not problem for me to stay with her alone in kitchen. As So many times I went and stood close by her side, not too close but close enough when ever she was making coffee or tea for me. I was expecting her response after each touch but she was amazingly unresponsive. Her body was really made for a sin and Even a saint would lose his self-control in close proximity to her.

I meaningfully stared passionately into her lovely eyes, she also kept her eyes on me, and sometimes she smiled while looking at me but nothing more than that. Days passed us by.

On different occasions I approached her with small gifts for her and the children, which she gracefully accepted with grateful thanks. Each time I went to her I made up some business reason. I brought special gifts like perfume, body lotion and so on for her and chocolates for her children. She used to hug me lightly whenever I returned from a long visit away. I have to admit, that I wished so many time to let my hands linger a little to her feel body, but I never did try nor show my sexual intention. It was only because I could not trust myself.

I wanted her desperately; my fantasies were still devouring her ripeness every time I retired to my bed. I slept most nights in my own ejaculate. On various occasions, I've had the pleasure of watching Shahida Bhabi work in kitchen wearing her casual shilwar, qameez. I had seen her as my Bhabi (sister-in-law) first and a woman second. Now I was looking her as a woman first and my Bhabi second, a woman that I dreamed about every night and felt sexual stirrings for. It was totally wrong, and it was driving me crazy. I would see her in the kitchen fixing dinner and have sexual thoughts. She would lean over to get something out of the refrigerator and I would see her qameez tighten over her smooth ass and pull between her cheeks. An unwanted chill would go through me. When she bent over in front of me, my eyes would fall on the opening of her qameez and I would look at the tops of her swinging breasts.

Now I was like a member of Shahida Bhabi's family and I used to have dinner at their place often. I'm really quite a shy man, not one for chatting up the women. We talked for hours and I felt so comfortable at their place. We discussed a lot of things, her family, her family problems, and her children. What she wanted from life. Shahida wanted a very normal life, love, and kids. She told me several things about what had gone on in her life. We would sometimes sit in her house late at night alone, and talk but never anything personal, never any hint about what I thought about her, I was waiting for a good time. I never saw her in a romantic mood. The relationship I wanted from her would never materialize. Once on a rainy night when we were sitting in her drawing room after dinner and were raining like a hell outside, Shahida bhabi was dressed in my favorite color shilwar qameez suit and smelling like a jasmine flowers. Suddenly she asked me, " When will you be remarrying, bhya (brother)? Tell me what kind of girl should I look for, for you?" (This is common in India that sisters search bride for their brothers)

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I do not know from where I got all this courage and with out any intention I answered "Like you." I smiled nonchalantly at smiled nonchalantly at her, who froze for a moment.

"Like Me? What do you mean?" She moistened her lips and asked with a nonspecific smile.

I answered, "I mean pretty, attractive and beautiful like you." She looked stunned at me for a moment, clearly embarrassed. She did not know what to say and stared at me for a few seconds. Then a whimsical smile crinkled her lips as she answered quietly, "Jawad, you make fun of me, Dear. I am not beautiful." I knew she was affected by me, in a sexual way. She moved as though she was about to stand up when I touched her to stop her.

I pulled her to me and held onto her hand firmly, "No! I am not lying, Shahida Bhabi. You are the most beautiful lady in my eyes, you look great to me always!" I said to her passionately.

"Thank you, Jawad!" Shahida Bhabi uttered quietly.

She was blushing from head to toe, looking me in a strange way. Victory was in sight!

I pulled her to me and sat her on my lap; she was looking like a doll in my lap, this was my first attempt to touch her. Shahida Bhabi was softer and warmer than my wildest dreams. She was reluctant and tried to get up but couldn't because of my embracing arms.

Her breast, though firmly held in place by her fabric, touched my body. I was in heaven. She looked at me for a few seconds with big sad eyes, as she was like in a trance, Her face grew red instantly as I leaned my head over her and whispered: "Shahida Bhabi you are so soft, so full, so ripe, so hot, so humid. " As I looked down, our lips were just a couple of inches from each other's. I had no hesitation whatsoever in planting my lips on hers as she grew stiff in my hands. I put my lips on her lips and kissed her. Even though I was sucking her lips, she didn't respond as I expected. I placed my hand on her breast and started palming her nipples feeling them erecting under my gentle touching. I squeezed her breasts, she was breathing heavily, panting for breath. I simply could not believe that it was not a dream. Suddenly she became a little angry and pushed me away, saying,

"What is this nonsense, Jawad?" she asked and it was an angry quiet sound like I'd never heard from her before.

She released herself from my grip; breaking away from me, me and adjusted her dupatta (head/neck long scarf) and her clothing, stood up and placing her hands gracefully on her hips took up an angry pose. Then she looked directly into my eyes and said. "What the hell do you think you are up to?" She screamed. "Jawad, I love you, I love you like my Brother! Is it normal for someone to want to fuck her Brother, or, for you, to want to fuck your Sister? You never heard Bhabi is just like one's sister. Have you no shame?" " It was hard for me to read her face, I had the feeling she was insincere. She wanted me to argue with her.

I was totally pissed off and I did not know what to say to her. I felt disappointed for a moment to have come so close to enjoy my dream lady, whom I have fantasized for more than three years.

"Either I was totally wrong in my thinking about you or are you really a bad character? Or, maybe something has shocked you. You think that I am a whore? What is it, Jawad? You did prove yourself very cheap," She placed a finger on her lips. She looked so fragile, so innocent. She was shaking a little, in anger or may be in fear.

I was embarrassed, for the first time in my life; I thought I would die of embarrassment, Standing right in front of Shahida bhabi with down head and silent, I couldn't help staring at her.

I was speechless for a moment. For a few seconds the room remained silent to the hilt with the only exception of the noise of the heavy rain getting in through the ventilators. The most perfect moment had come and slipped away. I simply couldn't look her in the eyes, I felt totally deflated as if someone had punctured my ego. I was at a banquet with no appetite. It was as if something between us had broken. I could not believe how stupid I had been to bring myself into this situation. The Earth resumed its movement. And my brain started to work again, although a bit sluggishly; "Sure, OK! Look, I am very sorry! I did not mean to... I am so sorry Shahida Bhabi I didn't mean to treat you badly, to cheapen this moment. I thought you liked it. Liked me enough to..."I stumbled for words, " I think I should not have done that. But when I felt your beautiful body, so warm in my arms and under my touch...I got carried away. Of course that was not correct of me. You are Sajad's, my friend's wife. But, saying that, it feels just too wonderful when I touch you, I wanted to just hold you in my arms, nothing more than that. It was rash of me. I was not thinking . . . " she held up his hand to stop me.

"No need to be sorry, it's all right Jawad, What do I owe you? I understand. I feel that you are making me pay for your kindness to me and to my children by asking me to do this thing with you. I don't want to pay you back by doing these things with you. I hope you understand. Don't worry, I will not tell anyone, we should better forget whatever happened tonight, and should try to keep our relationship untainted as before if possible, " She said. "And I think it would be better if you go now." Shahida bhabi added. Her words hit me like a hammer between my eyes. I walked up and reached for a glass of water from the table beside her. "It's OK, as you wish" I said with frustration, when I drunk. She left me and turned and walked into her bedroom and quietly shut the door. An impenetrable able barrier.

I had feared all these obstacles from the beginning, I had tried to fight them off, be ready with answers to convince her it was right and what we both wanted. I waited there for some time. But she didn't come back.

So I left her house with my tail between my legs, like a beaten dog, swearing that I would never again humiliate myself in the manner again. As I sat silently in my car, I wondered what to do and where to go. I was angry, embarrassed, confused, and yes, still excited. I drove around more or less aimlessly for an hour. I thought about what I'd just done, and I realized that I did nothing so wrong. I tried to tell myself to forget what had happened and forget her, forget Shahida for the rest of my so miserable life and to just concentrate on my driving, further way from her, to my home, to my empty four walls. How I did it, I do not know, finally defeating my anxiety I reached my home safely.

I changed and slipped into bed very upset, and was feeling very ashamed and guilty, and then, the phone rang, pulling myself back up from my pit of despair. It was my blessed, Shahida Bhabi! She just wanted to know, whether I reached to home? Then she hung up before I could answer. I was so very confused, and was thinking that I shouldn't do anything. I could see the heavy rains lashing outside through the bedroom windows, nothing compared to my sadness, which were pouring through my eyes.

My mind was in turmoil. I tried but for me, sleep wouldn't come all night. I was incredibly confused, every time I closed my eyes I saw angry Shahida Bhabi's. I'll never forget the look on her face the first time I touched her. She was surprised; her checks were red and her lips were white. I had done something that made me feel guilty and embarrassed me, yet I would do it again if I got the chance.

At midnight I phoned her back a couple of times, each time I found a busy tone.

Possibly she intentionally disconnected the line because she doesn't want to talk with me. Over the whole night, I couldn't sleep.

I went to her home the next evening. The children said, "Mom went out as she has got some work to do."

I waited along time, but she did not come. She never goes out, especially at night times. I left her home disheartened. It was midnight when I tried to talk to her over the phone but found the line busy again.

I thought, over and over, was it wrong to tell her that she was beautiful? Was it wrong to kiss her? Was it wrong to feel and caress her breasts? Was it wrong to want to fuck her? I know she wanted me to. There were So many questions but no answers. Just an echo of my stupidity.

I could not sleep that night again. I got angry I decided not to meet her, till she called me. Begged me. Then, when she didn't, I didn't want to go to her home as usual or try to call her! I was falling into an abyss of depression, deeper and deeper. Countless days of waiting for her to phone, but she didn't.

The following days were very hard for me and I spent a very frustrating week. I took it hard; especially since I now knew Shahida Bhabi obviously didn't have the same feelings towards me as I have towards her. I tried my best, but couldn't get her out of my head. Six more days passed. I was angry, at both if us, Shahida Bhabi and me. Me for the stupidity, and with Shahida Bhabi for not forgiving me. On seventh day I got a call from her at my office. She talked briefly, asking why I had not called... her! Why I had not come to her house?

I told her I tried to many times to call her, but you didn't respond to me! I thought that you hadn't forgiven me and were still angry, so I thought that you didn't want to meet me!

She just said, "If I was angry, then it was not your duty to adore me?"

"Sorry, Bhabi, I thought but knew you never . . ." I replied with defeating tone.

She said with mock anger, "We will discuss it some other time, but the children are very upset and want to know why their uncle doesn't come over. They miss you and want to see you."

Then she said she was so sorry and asked me, "Would you mind visiting my house this evening? There's so much we need to talk about." she pleaded that, because she needed my help with something very important. She reminded me that I had promised Sajad to help her in all her needs.

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"Is this a request or an order?" I inquired jokingly.

"This is an order from your Shahida Bhabi." she said naughtily and then said, "Bye!"

After that I couldn't concentrate on my office work so I abandoned everything and rushed to her house with my heart in my mouth, I was a little nervous about what Shahida Bhabi had planned. When I walked towards the front door. My heart began to beat harder just at the thought of seeing Shahida Bhabi again. I found Shahida Bhabi in the Drawing Room, with her children.

As I entered the Drawing room, my heart melted when I didn't see any sign of anger on her face. Shahida bhabi greeted me with the same friendliness and smile as always, and behaved me as if nothing had happened. Gazing into my eyes and gave me a neutral welcoming smile, "Please, sit down, I'm really glad you came, Jawad." She said in low voice, still gazing at me as though trying to give me a hidden message. Shahida Bhabi was looking even more exciting than ever. She didn't seem as arrogant as she was that night. Chatting with my nephews again was a delight to me, as it seemed to be with them, which was evident by the laughter in their eyes and manner.

We were like a family group enjoying a familiar pastime for at least an hour or so. Shahida Bhabi was laughing, quite gaily as if content with things. From time to time I held her gaze and I could read in her eyes anxiety and need. There was nothing untoward happened that night, much to my disappointment. Shahida wants me! I know she does! I hoped I was reading the right message in her eyes and attitude towards me this time.

After half and hour the children went to sleep. We sat in silence sipping our tea. Low cut V-shape neckline of her qameez was allowing me to get a look at her cleavage and the top of her bra covered breast, whenever she bent down to pick up her cup from the small table in front of us. Her black bra was also visible through the silky material.

We both sipped our drinks in silence for a bit and didn't talk for the first few minutes. I was looking at her, observing her and it was obvious she wanted to say something more but was not able to. "So, what are you going to do with me now Bhabi?" Finally I asked Shahida Bhabi, breaking her thoughts, who sipping her tea gracefully and was looking at the TV. She looked to me to be a bit confused. As if she was trying to make up her mind about something. We were both still shy of each other.

"Well, I'm not too sure right now. What I should have do with you," bhabi took a deep breath and said.

After some time she slowly moved over and sat on the edge of sofa beside me and surprisingly apologised to me. Shahida bhabi was all neat and smelling sweetly of rose water. She reached over and slowly placed her hand upon my hand and squeezed tenderly. She toke hold of my hand in her hand. This was usual for us to sit beside each other, sometimes quite closely on one sofa but taking my hand to be really a surprising for me, as she had never touched me before, my head lifted from my shoulders with joy, at last I over came her obstinacy. She kept her eyes on me.

"I'm afraid I've spoiled your plans for the evening," Shahida Bhabi apologized.

"Nonsense!" I replied. "After all, it was you who made this into a date of sorts. Sitting this close to you is as equally as dangerous for us as it was last time, My Bhabi."

She took my head in her hands. With her eyes close to mine, she looked at me with her big blue eyes very lovingly and asked me "Jawad you still angry with me?"

"No, Bhabi, I am not, you were angry with me," I replied.

"I know I hurt you, but I'm really sorry I was rude to you." So, what do you want me to do, beg for forgiveness "

"No Bhabi! Don't you, I should plea for forgiveness. I didn't appreciate the way that happened, but I just wanted only things to be all right between us. You and I are attracted to each other you know that. We have been from the time we first met. I touched you because it was compulsive, I could not help myself. You punished me because of your beauty." I replied.

"Jawad you are right, I was angry when you touched me, you did something to me that only my husband could do with me." Her tone was sad. She continued, "Nobody else has ever touched me like that in the places where you touched me."

I said, "Sorry Bhabi, really I am. What I did was not good. I know no one could take Sajad's place, I didn't know you wouldn't like the things that I did? I am very sorry."

"You don't have to be sorry. Things sometimes happen that way. We were always friends and would be and I think I was an idiot to become angry. She was almost weeping and murmuring things under her breathe. I wanted to soothe her, run my fingers through her hair, but was afraid to touch her. Once again I held her hand and said, "Bhabi I am sorry, but things I did to you were only because I am deeply in love with you, Bhabi I am crazy about you. So, what do you want me to do? I love you. You are just out of this world. I'm sorry if you are upset over what happened that night, but I am not going to apologies for it. I have wanted you for years. You have always been the object of my fantasies. Come on Bhabi, share your thoughts with me, may be I help you," I said.

"I don't know, how I can? I am very simple woman. I have been very faithful to my husband. He has also been a very good husband. He has loved me from the deep of his heart, we have a very trusting and loving relationship." She said.

"I understand and I have seen this, but also love you and you know I've never tried but now fate had brought this. Now, it was up to you to make it last. Don't kill me bhabi, you're killing me, slowly but surely." I said it with a confidence.

"Me? Am I killing you?" she asked with fear.

"Yes! Bhabi you're killing me, when you're acting like this." I said." please Bhabi Put all of the sadness and bad thoughts out of your mind, and think about the good times. You know, there are plenty of them. Lets we do it, just do it. You'll be glad you did," I pleaded and then added," I guess I'm making a fool of myself again."

Bhabi looked at me and said, "Thank you, you are very nice to us, now please forget it and be normal. That's in the past," she added. "We can't change that. You did what you did. I did what I did." " She laughed. "I trust you, Jawad. I know you love me," she added.

Her eyes started talking some special language, and said "You're naughty." she pulled back her hand from mine. But she was smiling and her eyes were glittering. Was she playing with me? Flirting with me? Or, did I see love in her eyes, love for me? "No, It was an invitation and without hesitation, I took it."

I grabbed her hand again, I pulled her to me, and she snuggled up close to me. Immediately I felt her warmth and I was breathing in her intimate body aroma issuing from her sexy body. Her body molded into mine and I savored the feel of warm body for the first time in nearly four years. We groped each other for a few minutes; it was an almost strange emotion for me, as I hadn't touched someone with any sort of affection since my wife died. I allowed my hands to touch her and trace her smooth body, only then noticing that she was trembling as much as I was. Then, just as abruptly she got up from me, " Are you doing that again? Don't do, the children may see." She whispered making a play-acting look of angry disapproval.

I laughed and said, "I am doing nothing just holding my sweet Bhabi close to me, and I know that the children are sleeping."

"I am nervous, Jawad, promise, you will not cross the limit." She said haltingly. I could still sense a flicker of fear and hesitation in her eyes.

"Okay, I promise I wouldn't do anything without your permission."

"But won't the children come to know?" she blushed and took her hands to cover her face.

"How will they? We are not going to announce it and we will meet like before. Don't worry Bhabi." She was quite shy at first, but soon got into it.

Again she pulled her hand back and lay back on another sofa with an alluring smile on her face. Was she prick teasing me again? Was it possible? This was the best signal I had received from her so far.

I was thinking of many options at a time. Should I proceed further? Is it my first day after so many years of fantasy and dreams to fuck her? Do we have enough time right now to complete the whole act here on the sofa of her choice? Is it safe to start here? Will she be angry if I proceed further? Will she be so angry that our relationship will be at an end?

Even with my head buzzing with all those questions I still wanted to fuck her. After a long time being patient, approximately 3 years to come to this point I can't, I must not miss this opportunity. Because I know the time has come. Soon I would be in bed with Shahida Bhabi. Sitting on the other sofa I started chatting with her and actually praising her beauty. I praised her earlier as well but those more generalized; now I am specific. I told how nice and appealing she is, how sexy her figure was to my eyes, how horny her delectable ass made me feel. How I wanted to possess her and her delectable ass. She laughed, smiled glitteringly and whispered, " You are so naughty Jawad."

I went to her sofa and sat very close to her and immediately embraced her, she was a bit shy and happy too. Then she asked me, "Would it be correct for us, Jawad?" pausing to take a hurried breath and continued, "Are you sure this is what you want, Jawad? I'd do almost anything for you, but I have to know, would you keep our relationship with me, the same as it is now? Wouldn't you think of me as a whore? Would you still give me respect, the same respect that you are giving me now? You're the only man who asked me to do this other than my husband. Do you understand me Jawad?"

"Yes! I understand you, my sweet Bhabi?"

"I need you, Jawad, but I don't want to use you. Do you understand?" she took my hand close to her face, and this time did indeed plant a soft tender kiss. she kept looking into my eyes.

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"You aren't using me, Bhabi. Honest. I want to be with you."

"Jawad! I swear on my children's life that I never have been with other than my husband in my life,"

"I know it Bhabi and I know you better." I knew her too well and was pretty sure it was the first extramarital affair for her. Or so she said and she was probably truthful. She'd been mostly faithful to her husband.

She felt more relaxed, I had reassured her.

I smiled at her and took her hand; She stroked my hand and smiled in return. I placed her hand onto my chest, onto my heart. "Come on Bhabi, what do you say? Feel my heart, how it throbs, how it beats for you! Why can you deny this? Deny what you feel for me? I love you! I promise I will give you all my respect, because my heart, this heart is yours. Yes, I want you so desperately. This is what we both want, each other. We can't back out now."

We locked eyes, and I gently pushed her down onto the sofa, moving over and lay down on top of her and put my lips onto her lips. While she was saying, " don't do Stop it, please." softly over and over making no attempt to stop me. I felt her body melting into my hands. She couldn't hold it any longer. She responded me and kissed passionately on my lips. Her legs opened so suddenly I was lying in between them. My heart leap with joy! For the first time Shahida Bhabi allowed me to kiss her passionately, with sexual feeling. It was a long kiss. Her lips were the softest I'd ever felt. Our lips parted, and I felt her tongue, warm and soft, caressing mine. Her mouth was moist and she tasted clean and fresh. Her arms were clenched tightly around my neck, her eyes filled with both fear and desire. Both of us were breathing heavily, I hugged her tightly and she held me firmly as well. We began kissing each other like mad. Our tongues began wrestling furiously after which I kissed her cheeks, neck and shoulders. Her breasts pressed against my chest. I tried to put some distance between us while I kept sucking her tongue so that I can squeeze her breast. But could not, as she was holding me hard against her body pressing her breasts against me. My beloved Shahida was mine.

I was kissing and licking her checks, eyes, nose, neck, ears and shoulder. Shahida Bhabi was breathing heavy and slightly moaning at each kiss, at each caress, her body trembling, passing on the message of her desire for me. Her hands were clutching, embracing me tightly. My cock was hard and was touching her mound, knowing she could feel my love message to her. For how long we were in that position I don't know. I was squeezing her breasts, she heavily breathing, moaning, working her hips against me, feeling my rigid hardness, increasing her wetness, she knew as I did that her cunt was ready for my rampant cock!

I moved my hands to her breasts. My hands were looking for her nipples, covered over by her qameez, and bra. I teased her nipples with my fingers, making them hard and then I kissed them through the fabric of her qameez. Suddenly she put pressure onto my chest and said, "Jawad, you don't know how much I owe you but we should have some limits to what we are doing.

"My heart dropped with a thud, she was putting up the shutters again!

I asked, "Why you are saying this?"

She began to avert my eyes, and turned her head on the wall, staring at the painting on the wall." It's true you did many things for me, and for my family since we met, and especially in the absence of my husband, you had been there for my family and for me when we needed someone, and had taken care of my family like nobody else ever had or would again." I saw her eyes shine with tears.

"No Bhabi! Please don't talk like this I love you! If you don't like bhabi, I wouldn't even touch you, I never like seeing you unhappy," I answered.

"I'm not unhappy," she exclaimed, touching my arm. "These are tears of joys, that I'm with you!"

"Then let me fulfill my desire Bhabi. I will die if you didn't permit me to eat you, to taste you, to love you!"

" Okay! Give me time to think about this. I love you, but please, not yet," she whispered.

"If you are saying no, now, then when, Bhabi?"

"I will tell you when," Shahida Bhabi replied breathlessly.

"Tell me, why not...now"? I ordered crossly.

She looked down to the floor shyly and said in almost a whisper, "You have to promise me that you do not want to see me naked this time."

I knew her; she was a very shy and conservative woman by nature so I told her,

"I promise, but please let me do it now."

"Ok! You have to go to bedroom and let me check my children are sleeping first." I went to her bedroom not believing that this was happening. Had she just said, 'yes!'

I sat there in the dark, nervous as hell on the edge of the bed, taking in the familiar sight of Shahida Bhabi's bedroom. It was difficult to feel entirely comfortable, since I'd never been here before. There was still a scent of Shahida Bhabi herself in the air, of her daily living and personal perfume that marked this as her place and no one else's. My eyes adjusted to the darkness.

Finally the bedroom door opened and she came in, closing the door very quietly behind her. All I could see was her outline, like a shadow in the darkness. The only light came from living room and it cast the room with shades of gray.

The aroma of her warm body assailed my nostrils as she sat on the bed beside me. She was trembling as I drew her into my arms, but she came into them willingly, She ran her fingers through my chest hair and said, "Thank you for keeping the lights off, Jawad. I love you for that." She then pulled me off the bed and threw back the blanket and pulled me into bed with her, smoothly covering us up. We were talking, while we lay beside each other on the bed on our sides facing each other, drinking in our quiet togetherness. It was a magical feeling. A moment shared. A moment I had been waiting for such a long time for.

We hugged and she dbangd her hand over me. "Oh! Bhabi, don't play shy with me now, Come closer, I want to feel your vibrancy, your passionate heat! Please Bhabi! We are going to make love!"

"Jawad, I have some things I need to say to you," bhabi said suddenly.

"I'm her in your arms to learn it, bhabi," I told her.

"I need a respect, Jawad, promise me you wouldn't decrees my respect. I'll do as you like but I want it to happen under this roof." She said again these words.

"Oh, bhabi, this is not something new you're telling me, I've told you bhabi, you're the most respectable woman for me today, and I've promised you that you would be in respectable woman for me in future, I'll do always what you like, " I replied.

"Another thing, I want this kept between the two of us. I don't want this all over town so to speak."

"We both are respectable and I'm not a teenager, believe me, bhabi, and now please make yourself comfortable. After this there is no turning back now " I replied.

I pulled her to me and She snuggled closer and hugged me. Now she could feel my hardness, feel what I had to put into her. The heat of her body was divine. We embraced tightly, creasing each other's bodies for a moment, just quietly enjoying our intimacy. Each moment a moment treasured.

She pulled herself as close to me as possible, which meant that her breasts pressed against my chest, I could feel the warmth of her taut nipples against my chest. Her breasts were soft like a lump of molten butter. We lay like that for maybe five minutes, maybe longer when she asked, "Have you gone to sleep?"

I laughed, " No, although to sleep like this in your arms I would want to do forever."

"If you want to, sleep like this, I mean, I have no objection." She said laughingly.

"You are teasing me again, My Bhabi! How can I sleep? We had waited long enough. I needed to be in you and you needed me to be in you, and we didn't mess around." I put my hand on Shahida Bhabi's hip, and my iron cock, protruding, pressing and rubbing against her Mound-of-Venus. Gentle fucking motions, which she was responding to. Telling me she wanted my cock inside her.

"It's good to see you happy." she replied.

"Aren't I always happy? I said.

"No, most times you're a sad man pretending to be happy." and gave me a little peck on the lips, "Only because I know you." She added.

"Well, now you know me a lot better."

She stirred and moved back against me. Leaving my one hand grasping on her firm breast. My hands cupped her firm and round pair of her breasts and pulled them up. Shahida Bhabi was excited as I was, She breathed deeply, Her body shivered again and again and my heart was pounding like a jackhammer.

Soon my hand was exploring, first her tummy and finger walking, caressing on down her inner thighs, her legs opened for me to give me access to her mound. Feather touching her cunt and felt the lips opening through her shilwar. There was no barrier of panties. Her crutch was wet with her secretions and I could smell her sex now and wanted more, more, much more. It was the elixir of love. I soon had my hand down the waistband of her shilwar, finding her cunt to be baby smooth she had recently shaved it, for me?

"This belongs to my husband, your friend," she whispered. "But I have to oblige today; this is your gift from me. If I'm right, you wanted it?" she said.

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I gasped in excitement before running my fingers up and down her wet slit and said, "I'm much oblige of my sweet bhabi for this. Bhabi, this is the best and most precious gift that any woman can ever give!" I said."

"I'm happy if you accept it from your bhabi," bhabi said huskily.

My fingers had no trouble moving between her legs to the hole of her hot and so juicy pussy and I slid a long finger right up inside her snug fitting passageway. The passageway I was now desperate to get my prick into, desperate to fuck!

I feverishly UN knotted the waistband of her shilwar, sliding the silky garment over her hips, which Shahida lifted willing, just as eagerly as me. Now the doors were open she was just as keen to fuck as I was. Now it was carnal lust. She helped me to slip the shilwar off her feet, which she kicked, away to the rear of her. The way was clear. I stripped as I slid her shilwar down. Removing my own shilwar. Now we were both naked. We were both hot and lusting for each other. I placed my hand high on her thighs and started to caress them in a circular fashion. A soft moan escaped bhabi. I took it as a sign of pleasure and continued to caress those fleshy, spongy thighs. It felt so great! Her skin was so smooth! I was slowly moving upwards and was now caressing her inner thighs. I could feel the heat that was flowing from the door to heaven that was between those thighs! I nearly came thinking about her hot and wet pussy! Encouraged by her response, I then slowly caressed her pussy.

I slipped my hand between her legs to her pussy to finger her up. My index finger slid into her already well-lubed pussy. She panted her hands reaching to grip my hard erect cock. And she touched my cock; touch of her fingers was electric shock for me I felt I would die or at least I would shout out. I controlled myself. She grabbed it in her delicate hand, her soft fingers encircling it and murmuring incredulously, She slowly, tremulously worked my rampant cock up and down, feeling its whole length and thickness. " It's so big and so hot! Jawad, I'm not sure I can accommodate some thing that size," She said while slowly began to move my dick back and forth her thumb caressing the tip of my cock' head. The warmth of her hand against my stiff rod was exhilarating. We fondled each other for quite sometime and then Shahida Bhabi Slowly opened her legs apart and pulled them towards herself so that they were bent at the knees, and that was clear signal that she wants it now. The moment had finally arrived. My cock was hard and in need of attention, and My Shahida Bhabi was more than ready to be fucked. It was time to fuck the sweet pussy that no man had ever defiled before, except for her husband. I wasn't able to stand much more of that so I quickly moved over her, on top of her between her widespread thighs, and rested the head of my cock at her entrance. When I touched the very tip of my dick to her pussy I could feel the heat radiating from her pussy. "I have dreamed of this moment since I saw you first and I want to savor each second of it." I said but Shahida bhabi didn't reply but in response only lifted her ass to give my cock a clear target at her pussy hole.

I was rubbing my hard cock into her slimy slit; teasing her. "Do it" Shahida bhabi said in a half whisper "Stop teasing and put it in me." I couldn't believe what was happening? Was I dreaming? I felt her movements and had guessed that she spat on her fingers, and then once again her hands reached down feverishly to grip my hard erect cock, "oh, I was right that was her saliva," she spread the saliva over my cock, the best lubrication. Then She placed my cock head in betwixt her gateway to heaven, as she felt my knob she bucked her pussy up to meet it. There was not saying, 'No' now. I had broken this shy, conservative and gorgeous woman of my dream, and I would now ride her for my complete pleasure. Now all my dreams were coming true. All my fantasies were distilling themselves into this wonderful creature beside me. She wants me to do what I have been itching to do since I first saw her.

I was a tentative to her needs, being gentle, controlled and loving. I was keen to make this moment an item of onward repeated; time and time gain desire for her to have, to beg me for.

The head of my cock touched her warm pussy lips. I paused a while, then I leaned over to gather her in my arms; I slowly, but steadily drove my cock into its new home of my dream woman's tunnel of love. Shahida Bhabi's muscles of her vaginal vulva and its inner lips squeezed and nibbled my cock head. My sensitive flesh began to throb with life and urgency. I moved a little and pressed down into pussy barely two inches. She quivered and moaned a little. Shahida bhabi pussy wasn't loose like I thought it would be, but felt pretty tight. I froze for a moment to let her feel my cock inside her. I was savoring this moment too. She raised her hips up off the bed and my prick slid fully up her until my balls nestled against her asshole. I groaned as I felt her pussy close to grip and squeeze me. Shahida Bhabi was hot. Her cunt was boiling with liquid heat. I relaxed again and felt Shahida Bhabi's inner walls nipping my rod, which felt so nice. All of my cock was now buried deep inside her. A sigh of pure ecstasy came over her mouth as I lay over her. I didn't move. I just lay there with my cock buried up to my balls deep in Shahida Bhabi's pussy, savoring the feeling. Then slowly I started to move. Just slow short thrusts, my whole length just moving inside of her. My Bhabi was happy and so I was happy too. I did not feel conquest, just a deep warm love for her and my sheer joy for the precious gift she was bestowing upon me.

I slowly thrust in and out, in and out. Shahida bhabi was trying to keep her emotions to herself but her body betrayed her, She moved her legs a little more widely for me. So I could get all the way in I grabbed her leg and bent her knee and brought it by my side. I pumped back and forth with a slow pace several times, Very slowly all the way out and all the way back in. She was sighing and gripping me tightly, her legs striking the air at each gentle inward thrust. I felt my knob knocking on the door of her womb, which made her grunt. I was getting now pace. . Her cunt sucked my cock like a baby sucking a feeder nipple.

I kept moving within her, in a steadily increasing pace. I felt like I was getting harder and harder inside of her, like my cock was tied in a knot and couldn't find release. I loved the feeling of my cock sliding into her; I felt extreme sexual pleasure the way her pussy muscles clenched tightly onto my cock. Her pussy walls parted as my erect cock penetrated deeper and deeper into her warm interior. The exquisite sensation of sliding in her warm pussy over my cock was incredible. The inside of her pussy felt so wet, so warm and so tight as if moist velvet vice gripped my cock. I pulled out and sated for a moment and then with one courageous hard push, the entire length engulfed my erect cock into her pussy. It was heaven for me! I felt the restriction around my knob, it felt like I was entering and leaving her very womb! I wanted to make each stroke in, as deep and satisfying as possible. Shahida Bhabi was taking deep breaths and making soft moaning sounds.

I started thrusting into her cunt, forcing excited moans from her throat. My strong fingers gripping her shoulders tightly, holding her down in place while I gave her the fucking of her lifetime. It was obvious to me that she had never had a cock the size of mine in her entire life before. Shahida Bhabi started to flow as her natural flow was a river overflowing. Her ankles were locked and digging into my ass, actually pressing into my butt crack. She was panting and trying to grab my hips and pull me in further. Her pussy was so wet with her natural cunt lube. So by this time I could hear my cock sloshing around. My balls were slapping against her ass and my dick had reached new depths where her husband had never gone.

"Bhabi you are so hot," I said.

" Yes," Shahida Bhabi answered, saying with one little word.

"Bhabi, Don't be ashamed, talk with me, "I cannot see, you but I want to feel that I'm on top of you." I grabbed her hips and began to thrust into her for all I was worth, fucking her hard and as deep as I could.

"I'm imagining you, your nakedness, feeling your hot body against my own, Jawad. Image me in your minds eye." It was dark and the light was off so I couldn't see her face but I could imagine it taking pleasure. To please me, her erotic moaning became louder as I thrust my cock in and out like a mechanical piston. The oil for which was her copious love juices, some of which, I could feel saturating my testicles and thighs. The smell of Shahida 's hot juicy cunt was driving me into further lustful plunging. Not wanting to cum too soon I slowed down, marking time to regain control. Bhabi too was taking a breather. She whispered into my ear, "Jawad! It feels I am loosing my virginity all over again. Oh! You are so big! Your cock stretches my pussy wider than they have ever been stretched before!" She giggled a bit and then went on to say, "you don't know that all that time, you were the one I wanted. You have always made me feel horny. I have always wanted you since you first sat opposite to me at our dinner table. Even with Sajad there in the room my knickers were getting wet thinking what you could do to me."

I remained silent, stunned with what she had just told me.

"I've told you I was dying for you from that day, and you were very pretty that day. I was jealous as hell!" I laughed.

"How sweet of you to say, but tell me am I not now," she said.

"No, you're still fairy, more pretty than that day, " I answered. My hands absent-mindlessly reached to cup and caress her full breasts through her qameez.

"Please Bhabi, at least pull up your qameez to let me feel your flesh against mine." She hesitated for a while, then without a word raised her qameez up over her shoulders, revealing her ample breasts. Now I could touch, pinch, kiss, lick and suck her breasts and could feel her warmth, the softness of her breasts, but as yet could not see them. I leaned over her, grasping her breasts, feeling their weight sway in my cupped hands. I fingered her nipples, hearing her squeal in appreciation; that drove me on. Her reply came and She obligingly pulled me to her in a maternal fashion with my head on her chest, just above her breasts, and pressed my face against her chest and I tried to breathe, my nose, and mouth pressed hard into the deep valley between her soft breasts.

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I knew she was about to reach orgasm. After a few more trusts I gave her two long strokes, which brought out even more pleasure. I kept doing this shallow then deep thing until I had reached my point and gave her thrust after thrust of all I had. Her pussy was drenched in her own cum as I pounded away for all I was worth. After one minute, she held my body very tightly and crushed my cock inside her pussy by contracting her vaginal muscles. Her body shivered involuntarily with a strong spasm inside her pussy. Then she made a big bounce with her buttocks, arched her back and this was followed with a thunderous roaring deep moan. I leaned down to kiss her as I was fast approaching my orgasm and I felt her tongue dart into my mouth. I felt her pussy grip me tighter as she climaxed with me.

Our mixed juices slowly oozing from her vagina my anus, and so making the bed linen wet and smelly..

To be continued

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Sins of Joy Ch. 02

I pulled my semi-hard penis out slowly of Shahida 's juicy pussy. I rolled off her and we both moved up into normal positions in the bed fully tired. shaida Bhabi took some time to regain her composure. Suddenly she sat up and reached for a towel off the bedside table and turned and lovingly toweled clean my now soft fatigue wilted cock, and then she in turn wiped her own pussy and bum and relaxed down beside me in the comfort of my arms. She seemed so shy and embarrassed at that time. I pulled her body tight to mine. I covered her mouth with mine, kissing her with passion and urgency and said, "It was fantastic, Bhabi." The whole thing had not lasted twenty minutes but I had dreamed about it for so many years.

She weakly giggled back and said, is that what you wanted from me, or some other thing Jawad? No one in world has ever touched me there before and no one else would be allowed touch me there in my entire life."

Later, we lay side by side on the bed hugging each other and taking rest.Then my hand reached to her naked pussy, I started to caress and rubbingit.

she didnt showwd any action of hestation and after some time, Farida's hand reached out and slowly began to stroke my cock. We did it again, and after full exhast We lay there for a long time talking and then I said her ," Bhabi, I want to see your lovely Body,"

She replied. "ok. these are yours but not now",,,

"Then when?, i asked.

"I feel shame now, at this moment, take your time with me, Jawad. I promise you, I will let you strip me naked tomorrow in daylight. Now that you have fucked me twice there is no part of my body taboo to you. I will willingly give to you what I have given to no other man, not even my husband!"

" OK then, Bhabi, I will come tomorrow morning. Promise me, you will meet me," I pleaded.

" Okay! But go now. I will meet you, Jawad in the morning." Bhabi whispered. Then she stopped and as though thinking and continued, "Jawad! Will we be able to do this without damaging our reputations?"

"Of course, I understand what you are saying, Shahida Bhabi, we will take all care, that it is so. You do not know if Sajad will ever come back or will ever send for you and the children. He has been very irresponsible towards you and his children. Where you and I are concerned, I look upon you now as my wife, on your children as my children. We will make sure that we will never be caught in an embarrassing moment by anyone we do not trust. Never, in a moment or place that our dignity would get affected, I promise."

I stood up leaving Bhabi lying on the bed, dressed and walked to the door, as I couldn't stand any more of her presence without ravishing her again. I had to regain control of myself.

She walked behind me to the main door, wishing me a good night. She held her hand under my chin and pulled my face close to hers, kissing me softly and tenderly on my lips, I embraced her warmly. This woman was mine. I was now leaving with a contented heart. Before I left, she held me close and gave me a very soft kiss and that really showed her love with me.

"Bhabi, will you keep your promise?"

"Of course, I will."

"See you in morning then, Bhabi," She stood watching me out of her sight. There was no way I could relinquish her back to Sajad.

I arrived home and went straight to my bathroom. There was pain in my testicles, a ball strain I think. I sat down and jerked off, with a naked Shahida in my minds eye. I exploded my sperms all over the toilet floor.

The next morning, I woke late. I had slept with dreams of naked Shahida Bhabi and woken fresher and hopeful. the first thing I did was calling the office to tell my assistant I would come to office late, I Told my assistant that I was going to meet some one. That he was to take over until I returned. At exactly a 10 o'clock, I left there to meet Shahida Bhabi.

Reaching her home at all speed, I rang the doorbell. Shahida Bhabi must have been standing waiting at the other side of the door because she opened it immediately with a huge welcoming smile on her lovely face.

"My Dear Bhya (brother) you are so welcome!" She was so calm with no agitation so I knew instinctively she was on her own. Needless to say that already a sizeable bulge was forming in my shilwar.

As I entered she bolted the door, which furthered my belief that she and I were alone in the house. She stood there, giving me that look, that told me she were ready for me to do anything I wanted to her.Shahida Bhabi was wearing a Newly bride dress common in India, Dark red shilwar suit with a bright Black flower on her qameez. She was looking really a bride. I took her hand in mine and slipped a diamond ring on her right ring finger and said her, "Here's something to keep with you even when I'm not there." She kissed it and thanked me saying, you have gave me a lot of gifts, Jawad, but I'll keep it as a very special."

I casually slipped my hand around her waist. She trembled at my touch and I felt her nervousness. It was then I shocked her by swinging her around and forcing against her back up against the front door. Taking her face in both of my hands I kissed her with a probing tongue so very passionately not a small peck. It was a hard kiss, my tongue forcing her lips apart and left it in. She was too surprised to react at first.

But soon she wrapped her arms around me. She pressed her body against me. I could feel her breasts on my chest while my cock was pressed against her tummy fully-grown, rampantly hard, she certainly could feel something. This was a far different Shahida Bhabi from yesterday. This woman was bold and horny. This woman had invited me to her house to fuck her. Our hands began to move over each other as we hugged each other tightly not wanting to let go. I held her body in a tight hug and whispered in her ear " Bhabi I don't believe you're in my arms. I love you, I worship you, and I want you more than anyone in the world. That was my dream, and at last, we are all alone, I cannot believe what a lucky man you have made me, you know Bhabi, some dreams in life often come true." My hands squeezed her ass in a clear attempt to get her consent and demonstrate my urgent need, pressing my cock harder at her tummy also helped me make my point.

"Oh...Jawad, thank you very much for saying the words that I wanted your lips to say to me! You are truly a great man. I was so nervous about the whole thing last night, Jawad. Still I'm feeling shaky all over." she replied trembling.

True enough, she was trembling in my arms, I hugged her tighter to reassure her.

"I told you darling there's nothing to worry about." I said her and enfolded her in my arms and started kissing her face gently, tracing my lips and tongue were all over her eyes, nose, ears and mouth kissing her face all over with feather-light kisses. Feeling her heat rising I used my teeth to nip her earlobes, my tongue to lathe her ear which made her shudder and push her body more urgently into mine, moving her mound up to feel my hardness. I could feel my shaft nuzzling into her already open pussy lips. I dry fucked her, wantonly. She in turn pumped herself against my prick.

Gradually I brought my lips to her and started kissing them, increasing in force all the time, nibbling her lush lips, and as her sweet mouth yielded my tongue darted inside dueling with her tongue and rapidly moving to all corners of her mouth. Slowly she started enjoying the prolonged kissing and the mingling of our saliva. I was thinking of the mixing of other secretions, our love juices.

Then she broke the kiss, and said to me excitedly, "Now! Will you please come in! Do you want to full session, here in doorway?" While she was saying that she was nibbling my left ear with her sharp teeth and then driving her spear-like tongue into my ear, that made my cock bullet hard. In a hurry now, I almost lift her easily in my arms as if she were weightless and carry her into her bedroom. We continued from where we left off and soon we were kissing and pawing each other randomly.

I stood for a moment, holding her, her arse against my cock and moved her over to stand in front of her long wall mirror, holding her from behind. Her eyes were closed with a dreamy look on her face. It was a very beautiful and sexy reflection of her in my arms in the mirror. I brought my hands under her arms to her front and held her breasts squeezing them. I struggled to unhook her qameez; I wasn't listening to her pleading with me not to do this. I wasn't taking "No" for an answer. I had winked myself silly last night in my own bed, thinking of this very moment of stark truth. I was going to take her clothes off, even if I had to rip them off her body.

I whispered in her ears "Please let me see your lotus bud fully open you cannot deny me, Bhabi. You promised to be naked for me today."

"I don't know, what you've seen in me? There is nothing in my body, your friend reaped the fruits of my body." She said jokingly.

"Don't say like this, you are beautiful beyond words, Bhabi, you've an angel-like face, beautiful body and everything a man can dream of having in a woman. I want to see your lovely breasts," I replied.

At my remarks Shahida Bhabi gave a sexy smile looking into my eyes. "You liar I am sure you tell that to all the women you meet."

"No, Bhabi I never meet women," I replied.

She said in a very low voice ". Really."

I told her." I swear Bhabi, I never met to a woman other than you after the death of my wife."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She pointed her breasts and muttered, "ok! Then these are yours, I am yours, but I can't believe that I am about to strip naked in front of any man including my husband!" she added, " you don't know Jawad, I had done my best to keep my husband from seeing my body. He'd have to sex with me only in a missionary position under the covers with the lights out, I'd told him so he never asked me to have sex in light, may he also didn't like it"

"Please Bhabi don't talk like this!" I said her.

After not much resistance, She turned, looked up at me and smiled. Her arms wrapped around me and pulled me in to Her. "No! Jawad, I didn't mean that in a negative way! You're so special person to me and I want to tell you it feels so nice, you holding me like this, in your arms. I want you to strip me until I am all naked, I want you to see me, see my bosom! See my vagina! See my bottom, see every pore of my body; I've surrendered myself to you completely, do with me what you like, Jawad!" She sighed and looked into my eyes and continued on passionately, "Oh! I love those bad words! Especially when I am talking to you like this! They explain exactly how I feel towards you, I'm mad about you!"

I lifted at the bottom of her qameez and whispered into her ear please pull me it off, she raise her arms. Then I slowly pulled her qameez off, and placed it on the corner of dressing table. Then she unhooked her bra, shrugged out of it and threw it to the bed, and gave me an unobstructed view to her round treasures in full light. She placed her hands over her breasts making a futile attempt to cover them up. Don't do this Bhabi, there is no one else to see you but me and you.!" I whispered in her ear and removed her hand from her breasts. Her upper body was naked before me, a dream come true. For first time I saw her milky white breasts now in all its' glory. At that age they still stood out like marvelous twin mounds. For several seconds I just stood there in awe, my eyes taking in every inch of her beautiful firm tits, still not touching her. I couldn't believe that this shy woman could do like this for me. I stood there in front of Shahida Bhabi terrified that I might dirty her breasts if I touch them. She had shut her eyes tightly.

"Look at me Bhabi " I said soothingly.

Shahida Bhabi opened her eyes but still couldn't look at me.

" Bhabi, are these for me?"

"Yes, it's all for you, Jawad." Shahida Bhabi 's voice quivered as he spoke.

I was unable to take it anymore so I grabbed her and once again turned her to the mirror. Then I lifted her breasts and offer them to the mirror and my own hungry eyes. They were magnificent, I told her so, I felt her ass rubbing suggestively onto my cock, which made me dry, hump her again.

I had wondered in the past for many times what her tits would look like out in the open. I never had thought they could be only half as beautiful; I could only admire this beautiful wonder of nature before my eyes resting innocently in my big hands. Her breasts were not huge nor small, definitely a perfect size, the best that I had ever seen, they were so indescribably perfect, circular nipples, dark brown color, round edges, smooth surface, inviting shine, and all the above a nat too huge nor too small, a red mark, which was shining on her milky whit breast skin, in short, a center of female perfection. I'm sure she's the most magnificent breast of any woman I've ever seen although I've not seen much in my life.

My hands were that of a baker, kneading dough, moving my fingers to the tips I squeezed her nipple as though milking them. I don't know how long I knead her breasts and roll the nipples between my fingers. Soon her tits got sore. I kept squeezing them as if they are made of wheat flour." She exploded, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Does that make me give you my milk! I had the strange feeling that I should wash my hands, that I was making her dirty pawing her like this! That I was admiring her perfection.

I smiled down at her in victory. I looked at her face, her hair, her neck, her breasts, and her flat belly. She was perfect, and now she was totally mine. I was now beginning to have the shakes myself, as if I had an ague of sorts. I was so incredibly grateful for the opportunity of making bare my sweet Shahida Bhabi. On the other hand, the previous incident was desperately moving in my eyes. I was still in fear to go further, to rob her as it were of the last remnant concealing her dignity! What right did I have to do this to the woman I loved so dearly? She must have been aware of my internal battle, because she suddenly hugged me strongly in an effort to calm my body down and to rid me of the doubts that had been building up inside me. Any other woman I would have stripped and fucked without a thought for anything other than my own selfish gratification. Now my long wait was over. Now it was actually happening.

We hugged for some time with our tongues in each other mouths. Then my hand reached to her breast and I lifted the breasts from their bases. I began to squeeze them softly while I rubbed my whole face all over her breasts. I teased them both, sucking gently at first and then I began to suck them harder. My hands ran up and down her back, over her ass, and I pulled her closer. She began to moan lowly. I kissed and licked her entire breasts with my tongue. Once I opened my mouth as wide as I could as if to get the whole of each breast, inside my mouth. It gave her breast titillation and pleasurable sensations, which brought forth a cooooing noise from her lips. She was definitely aroused and was running her fingers though my hair and my upper back. I could hear her groaning and she kept pulling my head, first to one breast, then the other.

I slowly rubbed her nipples and they started getting big and hard. Her body was twitching once in a while from my stimulation. She was trying to resist moaning out loud.

I was eager for so many years to see this seductive temptress fully in the nude.

I moved my lips to her ear and whispered, "Take off your shilwar Bhabi! I want to see you," her hands reached the string of her white shilwar and slowly began to obey me. I watched as she untied her shilwar and slowly let is fall down to the floor and then stepped out of the pool of fabric at her feet. She stepped nimbly out of it and nonchalantly kicked it away from her even though the action bared her shaven cunt to my ardent and lusting gaze. She was not wearing panties. So there stood shy Shahida bhabi in all her naked glory. She closed her eyes and my eyes grew wide with the sight and I really caught my breath to see her totally nude. No words were enough to qualify the fantastic beauty of her body. She had such a really hot and sexy body, which had remained hidden under her dresses for all those years, making me imagine what she so carefully hid away from my lecherous eyes. I realised throughout all my self abuse exercises in my own bed each night that my imagination of what her naked body would look like did not do her justice. She was perfection personified!

She stood perfectly like a naked fairy still gazing into my eyes through the mirror. I remained looking and admiring her nude body for a long time. She had fleshy wave-folds around her hips and waist. I examined thoroughly her breasts this time, though she was married for sixteen years her fair fleshy breasts were erect without any large sagging tendency. I was fascinated to see particularly the shape of her breasts. They were not round but conical in shape tapering towards the nipples. The conical shape helped the breasts to have a straight projection. Really two of the most beautiful breasts I had ever seen.

She had light brown areola with brownish erect hard pink nipples sat proudly on top, begging to be sucked. Her love triangle was well shaped hidden between her upper thighs. Her pussy was too smooth; she must have removed her pubic hair this morning again. She had prepared herself for me to look upon her. Her long thighs were fair and fleshy with matching legs. I moved my hand, reaching to her thighs; she looked back at me, while opening her thighs to my fingers. I found her clit and stroked it softly. Shahida Bhabi moaned and pushed her hips up to meet my fingers and gave a sigh. She never moved from my pulsating cock that now, without the shilwar to hold it back was now firmly tucked into the crevice of her ample buttocks. She obviously had no fear of her nether-hole being attacked by me too. Several times she had told me that she was all mine. Emphasizing the all! Was she thinking of her asshole when she said that? She knew about anal sex, someone must have told her about it, someone who liked it too. Shahida Bhabi would have been afraid to hint that I could take her that way.

She spoke to me through the mirror, " It is your turn now, Jawad." Then she turned to face me. With a naughty smile, she removed my clothes and made me nude too in no time. She eyed my hot erect cock with a longing plain to see. I knew she had tested my cock inside her cunt last night and she was hungry for it now, over and over again.

"What you're looking bhabi," I asked.

"You're a lot bigger than Sajad." She shyly replied.

"And that's for you my sweet bhabi, I think I am the hardest as I've ever been!" I told her.

Repeating herself, she was telling me, "I can't believe I'm doing this!" and, "What has gotten into me? " I must be crazy!" Pausing for a gasp of air. "Come Jawad, enjoy me, take all the pleasure from me that you wish! Fuck me. Take your Bhabi and enjoy me; all of me; to your heart's content."

I made her stand facing me, almost body touching closely. I took her hands to circle around my neck. Then I slid my hands under her arms and held her head. I brought my mouth to hers and began kissing her madly. As we were holding each other's heads, our kisses were enough to melt our lips and to fuse into one. Her hair knot got untied, her beautiful soft hair spread onto her back beyond her thunderous thighs, the soft ness of her silky hair touching my hands further aroused my carnal desire, I took hold of her face into my hands, as she was looking into my eyes, I could sense, animal desire in her eyes, I licked all over her face, her cheeks and finally on her mouth, she took my lower lip into her mouth and started kissing, sucking,.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I kissed her passionately on the black mole on her top lip and bit it too. I ran my tongue licking her entire face. Then I took her thick lower lip and began to suck it madly. I heard her moaning loudly. I was enjoying the sweet honey from her lips. The woman of my dream of all my wet dreams. Next, I took her upper lips and sucked it too. As I asked, she extended her tongue out as maximum as possible. I took it inside my mouth and sucked it very hard. Then she inserted her tongue into my mouth and began to play hide and seek game with my tongue. Both of us became aware our bodies were boiling up. I continued my kissing and sucking from my sweet Shahida Bhabi's face down to her throat. I hid my face on her neck and rubbed my face all over it.

She moaned fiercely now. While I continued to rub my face into her, her right hand slid and caught hold of my hot erect cock and began to stroke it. She certainly had the art of winking a man cock. I envied Sajad all his nights that he had had with her. She was giving me a nice slow massage up and down, using my cock in a nice steady pumping rhythm.

After some time, I bent a little and started playing with those ample breasts of my dreams. I rubbed her melons with my palms in circular motions. Often I lifted her melons from their bases and pressed them hard. I massaged her light brown areola and tweaked the nipples with my fingers. Often, I pulled her nipples as if to pluck them out of her breasts. She was enjoying my play, deriving pleasure and uttering sighs and moans of encouragement.

Then I caught hold of her breasts with my hands and began to squeeze them with heavy pressure and force. "Aaahhhh..." she yelled in pleasure. While squeezing, I pulled her breasts as much as possible. She ran her finger through my hair then pulled my face down burying them into her cleavage. I took a deep breath inhaling her feminine fragrance off her bare skin. First I ran my tongue licking her entire breasts. I kissed on it madly and licked it several times. Then I flicked her nipples with the tip of my tongue, lathing them. Often I moved the tip of my tongue as if scratching the tip of her nipples. Bending, she was observing my play happily drinking in the pleasure. Then I took one of her breast into my mouth and began to suck it hard. "Oohhh." she released a shrill moan. I looked no further and continued with my sucking very hard. Due to my intense sucking I felt a tasteless and colorless liquid oozing out of her erect nipple into my mouth. I swallowed it greedily. I was milking her like I was her baby! She cooed at me and placed her hands onto my head and then she moved one to cup her tit and she worked the nipple with her fingers, expressing her milk to feed me. I was nibbling and gnawing at her breasts quite strongly now.

My mouth moved down kissing and licking all over her well-shaped belly. I spent a lot of time licking inside her deep navel. She was moaning breathlessly. I tightly pressed and squeezed the fleshy waves and curves around her hips. My hands and mouth were dying to reach her pussy but I restrained myself from doing so with enormous self-restraint. I wanted to make this a fuck that we would both remember into all eternity.

I wanted take her to the bed now. We embraced passionately kissing each other making our way to the bed. I made her lay half on the bed naked as the day She was born, with her legs hanging outside.

"Now spread your legs Bhabi. I want to see all of you." I whispered hoarsely. Hearing those words Shahida Bhabi closed her eyes tighter and even covered her face by her hand. I smiled as the obvious conflict between her body's desires and her minds resistance. I used my hand and slowly pulled away her hand, which covered her face.

"You're pretty, Bhabi." I said as I gently caressed her face. "You don't need to be ashamed about anything at this stage, we've crossed all the limits." I kissed her soft lips again and slowly felt Bhabi respond again and press back on my lips.

I repeated my request again. And I felt some movement and when I looked she had spread her thighs for me.

My heart nearly stopped at the incredible sight before me. I have never seen such a perfectly waxed pussy, with no blemishes or imperfections anywhere. I have that sight enough for me to burn, her pretty pink pussy, open and wet for me, I sat on the carpeted floor between her thighs and started enjoying her naked body. Her long blonde hair, her perky breasts, her flat belly, her smooth legs, her clean shaved bulging pubic mound, her puffed up vaginal vulva, her thin pussy inner lips and most of all her blue sometimes black beautiful eyes that always made my heart melt, all those things were here in front of me. We gazed longingly into each other's eyes for a long moment.

"You are even lovelier than I imagined. My sweet Shahida Bhabi, you have a beautiful body! Making love with you will be like making love with an Angel."

"I'm glad you like me, lust for me. Thank you Jawad."

Then I allowed just my fingertips to lightly stroke her thighs, this gave her great pleasure, and she parted them a few more inches. I can now see inside her shaved pussy lips. They were very wet and engorged. I observed her velvet pussy for a long time. As I touched her open cunt lips, she let out an involuntary moan. I kept rubbing her wetness all the way up and down her pussy. She started trembling her body stiffened as I continued to caress her clit with a rotating movement of my finger pad. Then I lifted her left leg and began to lick it, starting between her toes. This gave her joy. When my mouth reached her thigh, she shivered moaning wildly. If she made so much sound while I licked her thigh. I repeated my licking on her other leg starting again with her feet moving teasingly slowly up to her thigh, not yet touching her cunt, although we both wanted too. I kissed all up her thigh and around her vagina, but never actually touching it.

Now it was time for her pussy, I know that no one has ever kissed her cunt before. The feeling would be very new for her. I should explain, in India, oral sex is considered too personal, and barely 2% women have experienced mouth on their pussies. I bent forward and touched her pussy with my lips. Woweee! It was like I gave her an electric shock! She bounced up off the bed shaking the bed violently. She turned her head while her hands gently tried to push me back and asked wildly, "Jawad, what are you going to do? Are you going to kiss between my thighs?" Her look was one of shock and desire.

I said to her excitedly " yes, Bhabi You will love it," I assured looking up "I'm going to lick and suck your pussy my sweet Bhabi, I have found the treasure, for which I was dying for, for so many years, Lay back and let me have a feast, for what I see here it's going to be a scrumptious meal!" The sweet aroma from Shahida Bhabi's cunt was simply taking me to another world.

She giggled excitedly, "Thank you, Jawad, that is Bhabi's cunt, it is yours and your mouth feels so good on it. Eat it! Lick it! Taste it and suck it well! Drink all my juices they are yours too. For years too, I have been longing for this kind of loving attention from you.

I didn't reply, I dived again into her pussy and pressed my lips very hard onto the middle of her pussy in a very hot, deep kiss. Then I went on kissing all over her love triangle. I think I must have planted at least one hundred kisses all over it. Then, from the bottom of her pussy I ran my tongue licking deeply and forcefully upward. I gave her lot of kisses and licks there before starting to trace circles around her clit. She moaned more, and then let out a loud groan as my tongue began to lightly flick my pleasure spot. She thrust lightly into my mouth as my tongue pressed harder. I smiled when I felt her whole body jerk and quiver. She was yelling in utmost ecstasy. I continued my licking and wiping her entire vulva with my tongue several times. And she went on uttering several exclamatory words in extended rhythmic tunes. It sounded like a lament, only this time for pure joy. She went into a state of trance and I could feel her cunt muscles get tensed and relaxed.

She said: " Jawad, my husband never did this to me before and I can't tell you how good that feels. Don't stop it is so exquisite. You are strumming all my nerve ends. It is excitement I am experiencing new way of life."

I interrupted her "I know, Bhabi, you are experiencing these pleasures for the first time in your life."

She asked me "Jawad... Where from you learnt and knew all these erotic spots in the body of a lady to arouse her?" I replied, "Bhabi, you tend to forget I was a married man."

"So what? My stupid husband never knew or did to me any of this..."

She was looking bashfully ashamed, she looked up to me and begged, "Please fuck me, anywhere or anyway, but please do something other than that, I want It. I want you!"

When She squeezed hard on my cock then I realised that my cock was as hard like steel. I don't know how I maintained my erection this whole time? Then I heard her saying to me "I can't bear it anymore! My pussy is throbbing ever so violently! It wants to get assaulted as well as to suck in your big lovely long prick, just take me, do me any way that you want, I need you inside me!!"" she pleaded.

I smiled, and said to her, "Why not my sweet Bhabi, this is not yours, but my dream."

I got up, making her move to onto her back. I was going to fuck her face to face, looking in her eyes. She opened her legs but not wide enough I separated her legs and thighs wider and placed myself between her legs "I am going to enter my cock into your hot juicy cunt, are you ready?"

" Oh, yes! I love the passionate words you use. I like them to use them too. They do not come as easily or as passionately as you speak them to me, Jawad. Sure my dear bhya. Your Bhabi is hungry for your cock, fuck your Bhabi, and please put your fuck pole into my cunt and fuck hard, fuck me fast and fuck me as deep as you fucked last night. You hurt me last night and I want to feel that pain again, I want to feel the joy. Fuck me! I can't wait any longer. Please give it to me gain now!" Her eyes were pleading with me to put my throbbing dick in and fuck her. I held my rampant pole and guided it into her waiting pussy and plunged in my cock while my eyes glared eagerly at her face, which was blooming in lust and love. I gently rubbed the bulbous head up and down her open pussy few times and gently tapped it on the clit, to prime the pump. so to speak, then slowly slid my cock in her juicy tunnel with little force because she was not as tight as the first time I fucked her, just last night, Shahida Bhabi's cunt was burning hot. Her pussy was so wet; my cock made a plopping sound as I pulled my cock out almost the whole way and then slit it in all the way. With a glint in my eyes and a smile on my face, I pushed my cock into her pussy again and this time keep sliding it in all the way till it was buried up to the hilt.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I lay on top of her. She immediately assumed a position to receive me, brought her legs upward and wrapped them around my body at as much upper position as possible. This made her pussy tilted and elevated upward. Again, following my directions she brought her hands around my body and hugged me tightly. I knew this position would help to give her a wonderful fucking, as the upper surface of my cock would rub her clitoris while making all my in and out thrusts. I leaned over her and supported my weight on my arms and start moving my hips in long smooth strokes. and then slit it in all the way.

We stared into each other's eyes as I methodically worked my cock back and forth in her pussy, she was bringing up her buttocks, moving them up and down, she was making upward reciprocating thrusts to receive and send my cock deep inside her.

Shahida Bhabi's pussy was gripping my cock like a vice and was milking it with every stroke. I kept my stroke long and started thrusting them harder, moving her body. Her breasts were now jiggling with the impact on my cock and she had her eyes half closed and was making incomprehensible sounds.

With each thrust, she moaned and screamed in a very loud noise. Her every single moan was like, "Aahha, Jawad why you did wait this long, I was also dying for you to fuck me!" repeated every several seconds. It was a real treat to my ears. Suddenly In a great ecstasy at a certain point I stopped moving.

"Oh, Jawad, What happened? Why did you stopped? I was almost there," she asked in worry.

I said, "Nothing, Bhabi there is nothing to be worry, be relax I want to give some attributed to my Bhabi," I replied and I lifted her leg up and licked her calf slowly and kissed the top of her foot while letting my cock stay in her pussy.

"Oh, Jawad you proved me you love me, no one can licks woman feet, I don't know what you will think of me, I am totally ashamed, but let me tell the truth that I have dreamed this since the day I saw you, Jawad. That night when my husband fucked me, it was only his body but I was imagining as if you were fucking me. I had one of the most cherished orgasms that day.

I was stunned heard this and said, "Why you wait so long."

"I don't know," she replied.

"Yes Bhabi, we missed so many years," I moaned and resumed.

As my thrusts continued for more than ten minutes now, she exclaimed: "Jawad, you are a marvelous lover and fucker of my pussy. You are the real lover. My husband could not fuck me for more than two minutes and he..." I was fucking that hard she was winded and unable to finish what she was saying to me.

While we continued the fucking, I caught hold of her breasts and began to squeeze them. Simultaneously, my mouth covered her lips and showered hot passionate kisses, sometimes sucking her lips. I adopted my deep-breathing technique to delay my ejaculation. When I asked her to, she contracted her pussy muscles tightly holding my cock inside her cunt in a crushing way. This gave both of us added pleasure of skin-to-skin contact. With each gushing thrust into her, both of us heaved mightily, giving off sexy sounds.

May be she was right and had told me the truth repeatedly that her husband could not fuck her for more than two minutes leaving her high and dry. I saw her really enjoying the pleasures of my non-stop fucking turning more and more brutal. Moaning, yelling, hissing and shrieking in extreme ecstasy and sexual pleasure, she began to move her head from side to side her like she was at a tennis match. By Now I held her ankles above my shoulders and well apart as I fucked her with stronger and faster strokes as I went on.

Her hair became loose, spread and made a blonde halo around her head. I knew she was trying to cope with my continuous assault and stabs into her pussy as she began to perspire heavily. Sweat beads accumulated on her brow and breasts.

Between my thrusts, I hovered over her, licking and sucking her sweet breasts. One time I pressed her breasts together and then took both nipples in my mouth at once. These violent passions of mine made me mad to give my Bhabi much pleasure as I increased my thrusting in and out speed and soon she complained of burning sensations from her pussy because of my violent lovemaking. Yet, she asked me not to slow down, but to go quicker! I followed her request.

After few minutes, I became aware her upward thrusts suddenly increased in speed and force too. Then I reached under her waist and using both hands to grab a hold of her ass. I was pulling her up onto me as I was thrusting piston-like into her hot cunt. I tightened my core muscles and started fucking Shahida Bhabi's with everything I had. My pubic bone grinding against her clit every time he pushed into her. I gripped her legs strongly and kept her form moving away with the force of my thrusts. Shahida was making loud squealing noises in tune with his fucking. The bedsprings were squeaking loudly as the headboard was banging on the wall. I could see now beads of sweat were now forming on her foreheads and chest.

I knew she was about to reach orgasm. So, I withdrew my deep-breathing technique to enable me to ejaculate simultaneously to her climax. And, I guessed it about right. After a few more trusts I gave her two long strokes, which brought out even more pleasure. I kept doing this shallow then deep thing until I had reached my point and gave her thrust after thrust of all I had. Her pussy was drenched in her own cum as I pounded away for all I was worth. After one minute, she held my body very tightly and crushed my cock inside her pussy by contracting her vaginal muscles. Her body shivered involuntarily with a strong spasm inside her pussy. Then she made a big bounce with her buttocks, arched her back and this was followed with a thunderous roaring deep moan. I leaned down to kiss her as I was fast approaching my orgasm and I felt her tongue dart into my mouth. I felt her pussy grip me tighter as she climaxed with me.

Luckily, at that precise second, I was getting close to shooting my load. I reached my peak and began to release everything, I had into my sweet Bhabi, spurt after spurt poured from me and into her, filling her tight hole to overflowing.

She said she felt intermittent jets of a thick liquid filling her tunnel. As I found her body going limp, I told her not to remove her legs from around my body and remain like that for several minutes. I don't know how long I was lying on my goddess. She was playing with my hair and shyly asked,

"Are you happy now my sweet?"

"Too much my sweet Bhabi Thank you for the loving you gave me. It was wonderful. I love you so much Bhabi! It was my pleasure!" She looked at me through moist eyes. I smiled at her and she smiled back as she pulled me in with open arms and kissed me, and pressing me with her chest. Then I raised my face from her breast valley, and I saw her eyes were red and her cheeks were wet with tears; "Why are you weeping, Bhabi?" I asked her. She smiled as she brushed them away, "I'm sorry. I don't know what happened, it was nothing, these are tears of joy." She said smilingly and took my head in her hands and kissed me on my cheeks, I also kissed her on her cheeks and I quickly asked, "Tell me Bhabi, would you let me love you again?" Shahida bhabi replied with love as she was covered in as she lay in exhausted satisfaction.

She looked deeply into my eyes and replied in all earnestness, " Any time, any way, you want it. Jawad. I would love it whichever way you made love to me. I know you will give me nothing but deep pleasure." She paused and added, "you have turned me into a sex addict! Jawad," We both smiled and laughed as she said with a twinkle in her eye.

"Be careful what you say to me, Bhabi. I might be tempted to take you in a way you have never dreamed of."

She looked at me with shyness, " You mean in my bottom, don't you?"

"Could be, My Bhabi, could be. You do have a lovely most tempting ass. The thought makes me extremely excited! Shahida Bhabi."

Impulsively, Shahida Bhabi (my friend's wife) pushed me away from her. Reluctantly, I removed my head from her beautiful pert breasts. Her eyes, smiling, showing appreciation of ultimate satisfaction my cock had given to her.

"Jawad,! Please, let me free."

To be continued

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Sins of Joy Ch. 03

"Jawad! Please, let me free."

Lifting myself bodily from her, my semi-hard penis came out of Shahida 's juicy pussy. Our mixed juices slowly oozing from her vagina my anus, and so making the bed linen wet and smelly. The sight and aroma made my ever-rampant cock stir again. The smell and taste of pussy will be my downfall, I know it will. The birthmark in the shape of a black mole below her belly button attracted me. She wiped my cock and cleaned her pussy.

Later, we lay side by side on the bed hugging each other and taking rest.

The tick of the clock became louder to my ears making me realize that already my day was running late.

I whispered "Darling, I have two choices, your honey-pot of a pussy or the office where I should have been already, which is it to be?"

"Go to your office, Jawad. Time is short; the children may come any time." I was kissing her ruby lips as she said it.

"But, I will come at night. Shahida, my love!"

The wicked sexy smile returned as she mouthed teasingly, "Why?"

"Because, beautiful woman, I love you, can't live without you, now I have found you, you are mine, between your lovely thighs I always want to be."

She kissed me on my nose and my lips, murmuring, "Okay, quietly, it must be late at night."

"I could hardly wait." Saying my goodbyes, I looked her for last time before leaving her house, Her hair was uncombed, her face flushed and there were red blotches on her chest. She would have looked like a well-satisfied woman except for a look of fear and a strange sadness in her normally bright eyes. Shahida Bhabi was now a changed woman, a new woman not that shies, sad and conservative woman and we both knew it.

I left her for the journey to my office my thoughts remaining at the junction of Shahida 's alluring thighs.

The evening came; my impatience was getting the better of me. Having to wait until Shahida 's children were in bed before I could make love to her was a pain in my loins. The hours were long. I bathed and showered twice. Shaved, felt rough and shaved again, I was so nervous. Finally, Picking up the phone, I dialed Shahida Bhabi's phone, just hearing her voice made me put my hand down to my erecting cock. I asked her about the program,

" You can come now, Jawad, the children are in bed for the night. I am waiting for you!"

I put the phone down and hurried to her house.

I slowly knocked and Shahida immediately opened the door as she was standing immediately behind it. Shahida Bhabi was waiting there wearing a black shilwar suit with a bright red and a white flower on her qameez. She was looking much beautiful then before with light make up and those black clothes. She was stunning! I entered, she greeted me with the glow of love in her beautiful eyes and arms open wide. I clasped her to m e, feeling her warm breasts against my manly chest. I was trembling with my strong need for her. She whispered, "Please Jawad, you are Bengal tiger tonight!" Let me lock the door."

The room was dark that she led me to, lit by just a small bulb at one corner for light. I walked behind her holding her to me in a spoon fashion, my hard cock nestling between her ample buttocks.

Shahida craned her head to one side as I nibbled her neck and earlobes. My tongue flicking and licking into her ear. She moaned with her hot passion and moved her bum cheeks, feeling my hardness. My passion for her was overwhelming. Frustrations making me hump myself suggestively against her lovely ass, my fingers finding the warm junction between her legs even through her clothing. She was so hot I could breathe in her desire for me.

She kept saying, "Please stop." She whispered, "Let me go to check the children once again and to bring something for eating." This time she had fear in her voice and asked me to sit. I sat on the edge of the bed.

She whispered, pushing me back from her until I sat down on her bed. I lay back, breathing in her body odor from her bed.

She came back to me, her pussy finding my hard cock as she sat on my lap, putting her arms around my neck.

The moments were intimate as we sat on the bed, There was a sexual fire in her eyes now; they were making promises to me, which, my erection showed to her that her needs would be satisfied.

"Can I ask you something?" she looked at me seriously.

"Sure." I replied.

"Tell me the truth Jawad; do you love me like you used to tell me?" She politely asked me.

"What is it you saying, my bhabi? You know how much I love you! I have tried to show you, my dear sweet Bhabi" I replied

"No! I was thinking that you wanted only to see me naked and lay me once, that you may consider me just your sex toy," she said with a modicum of sadness.

"No! I love you from the core of my heart but I would like to tell you that love is deeper than just sex, but with you and me, my Bhabi, the sex you and I have, is blissfully real. You are constantly in my thoughts, you know that."

"Why didn't you ask me then?" she asked.

I looked into her face and said," you know bhabi, I'm too shy by nature."

She bent her head down due to shyness and said, "Jawad, I am also starving for you from the time I first saw you." She leaned her head over my chest there was lust in her eyes. "I wish you had," she said in a low voice.

"What?"

"I wish you had asked me before what you asked now. Its right Jawad, you're not my husband but you're my first and only lover. Probably I'm not your first and maybe not your last love as all men are like this." Bending towards me, she put her, moist, soft, hot lips on mine and slithered her hot tongue into my mouth. I responded inserting my tongue into her mouth. Our tongues tussled delightfully.

Using my tongue, I kissed the inside of her saliva-filled mouth, rolling and licking her. She was trying to press her body and her buttocks against my bulge between my thighs and she started making loud moaning noises. My hands were holding her by her waist, her right hand was running over my thighs, and soon her hands started to fondle my erect cock. She bit my lips "It's nice and hard like a rock; I have to see your big cock, Jawad!" Feverishly, she unbuckled and unzipped my pants. It sprang up straight and rigid which made her laugh with a tinkling bell-like sound. It warmed my heart to see the mixture of love and lust in her eyes. She circled it with her hand and start-moving front and back. What a lovely experience!

Shahida 's warm fingers started to stroke my cock and soon my shaft responded to her soft touch by oozing pre cum.

She was now looking up at me with languid sexy eyes to see if she was giving me pleasure. She circled it with her hand trying to join her fingers together and failed by a small measure. I could see Shahida was marveling at my length and thickness. She started moving backwards and forwards, slowly at first. I moved my pelvis forward to display my manliness to her and so enhancing the experience.

"Hey! Lift your ass and let me pull off your shilwar."

Obligingly lifting my ass to helping her strip me completely naked.

I asked her, "Bhabi, would you please return the favor to me?"

"What do you mean?"

"I have licked your pussy, but you didn't do likewise for me, now please suck my cock, I do so want you to do that."

She paused... and murmured apologetically, "I have never sucked a cock before, Jawad."( I should explain, in India, oral sex is considered too personal, men sometimes go to kiss or lick women, but in very suck very rare men's.)

"But my friend have never ate you, while I ate you?"

"Okay! However, not sucking it into my mouth well, not right into my mouth! Only kissed and licked a little, Jawad."

"It more I want from you Shahida . I want you to suck it deep into your mouth and bob your head up and down on it. You make fuck with your mouth."

"Do not be cross with me Jawad. I love you and want to do what you say."

I laid back on the bed, with my eyes nearly shut in ecstasy. She sat between my legs and observed it with wide eyes but shyly as if she was seeing a cock for the first time. She caught hold of my hot cock and ran her palms along its full length in a massaging way. Squeezing it, trying to force it to juice again. My nipples erected on their own as my sweet Shahida so sexually excited me.

Feeling her hand along the length of my erect dick, I went mad. She slowly put her lips on my cock and kissed it. Then she ran her tongue licking from its base to the tip several times. She also licked my testicles fondly, her hand went deeper between my open legs, and I gasped as she raked my anal rosebud with her fingernail. She giggled sexily when she saw the effect that she had on my jerking dick and me.

Next, she paid homage to my balls, kissing and licking them, saturating them with her saliva.

"Jawad, I have never done these things I do to you now to my husband, but I know you have waited so many years to make love to me so I will do it for you, this sucking thing in my mouth. I know it will be really nice," Shahida bhabi said as she slowly moved her head into position to enveloped my knob with her ruby red lips. She made her mouth round shaped, took my pink head in, and sucked and sucked until my full shaft was deep inside her mouth touching her throat. She started licking all over my penis, started to move my shaft up and down and greedily licked my pink head like ice cream until my whole cock was glistening with her spittle. Her tongue lovingly massaged the underside of my cock. It was heaven. It was so exquisite I was lifting and arching my pelvis up to her now so greedy mouth. Shahida Bhabi liked the taste of my cock! I would not have to beg her to do it again.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Slowly she began sucking on my cock. I knew well how soft and moist her lips are, but on my cock it was indescribable. Her tongue ran all over my cock and her saliva dripped from her mouth wetting my cock even more and making more slippery. She moved her head up and down on my shaft, coating it with her saliva all over my shaft with her tongue and kept on playing it; as if it was a delicious meal she was eating.

She was sucking my cock while I was running my fingers through her hair as she slowly moved her head up and down.

The musky scent of Shahida 's cunt was pervading the room and my twitching nostrils. The desire for me to taste her, to lick her, to tongue her was making my whole body throb with desire for her. I stopped her, because I would have cum in two more sucks if she hadn't paused. My dick pulled out of her mouth with a pop, and I lifted her upwards and rose up. I asked her to lie down, and took up a new position near her feet. She moaned in anticipation as I lifted her right foot and began licking its sole. Her feet were so silky, softest; and were not surprised when she herself offered her toes to my lips. I sucked each of her toes one by one into my mouth at the same time gently stroking her thighs with the very tips of my fingers from her ankle to her distended pussy lips. I followed my fingers with my mouth and lathing tongue all the time feeling her trembling and her giving off a cooing sound. I ran my tongue first on the sole and then continued licking up her the smooth skin of her legs. My licking mission had now reached her crotch. The musk scent of her cunt was ten times stronger now. Now I could see the puffed-up cunt lips in all their glory. I spread them apart, inserted my middle finger into her cunt, and moved it around inside her juicy hole. Then, I started to finger-fuck her. I continued doing so for about a minute.

She demurred when I asked her to turn over in my desire to feast on her ample buttocks, I cried out "Oh Shahida Bhabi! All property you have, are precious, all your bodily parts are very worthy to me!"

"Everything I have is yours, my sweetheart. From the day you first saw me and forever as long as I live, but no one has touched me there before, Jawad."

"Shahida Bhabi, I know it better, that no one has touch your any place of your body, except your husband.. you are great! Oh! What beautiful ass cheeks you have!"

I just kneaded them wildly, licking them and biting her all over her bum, not being able to resist fingering her arse hole, by her moaning I knew she loved it immensely. I had never done anything like that before either, so with just a slight hesitation I started to lathe her rose bud with extended tongue.

After some time I asked her to climb on me, I helped her raise herself, took her neck with my hands and said, "It's your turn."

she slowly stood up and moved herself into position with one leg kneeing on each side of me until she was setting on top of me facing me. She sat on my chest and brought her thighs to my mouth. I could get a strong smell of her sweet juices. I eagerly buried my head between her thighs. My lips savoured her cunt lips. I moved my tongue, opened her cunt lips, took the thick knob of Shahida 's clitoris, and slowly started to lick and stab it with my tongue. I took her clitoris in my mouth and drew it into mouth with great suction. She cried out in pleasure and dug her fingers deep into the flesh of my chest.

Licking and sucking all the way, I parted her lips further and found her cunt hole. It was full of oozing liquid, soft and so juicy. The taste was out of this world! I moved my tongue all over her pungent hole and sharpened it, spear like, spearing it right into her hole, she cried out and shuddered, opening my mouth to reach in much deeper. It caused Shahida to thrust her cunt up against my mouth, which I aided by gripping her ass-cheeks tightly. I sensed she was nearing her orgasm.

She controlled herself somehow, moaning out, "Oh, come on! Keep sucking me all you want! I never had this Pleasure before. It is so horny! Do it to me, my lover! " I sucked her cunt to mine and I hoped Shahida 's full satisfaction.

She called a halt when she said, "Come on. Stop that and shove your prick into my cunt. Fuck me; I cannot stand this much longer"

I simply lifted her, and reached around with both hands to cup her firm little cheeks in my hands. As Shahida bhabi began kissing me, I moved one hand down around to grab my cock to position it at the entrance of her pussy. I could feel how wet she was as she dripped onto my hand as I got close. I slowly parted her pussy lips with my hand and the head of my shaft pushed inside just enough to feel the warmth of Shahida bhabi as she slowly lowered herself down its length until she was setting still on my lap. It was the wettest, hottest and silkiest feeling! She simply swallowed my full length and than moved up slowly as I could feel her gripping my cock as she moved up. Shahida bhabi was now grinding her hips in slow circles as she moved herself around on my cock. I glanced down to see her belly rotating itself in little circular motions. As I looked further down at her thighs, I could see my cock rubbing against her clit.

Shahida Bhabi's now started fucking me, up and down, urgently hard. She was thrusting her pelvic bone rapidly against mine - I was being fucked. "Oh! My sweet Bhabi is fucking me," I smirked as she kept jumping on my cock. This was not first time I had fucked a woman in this position, but I had never had that kind of passionate fucking before.

I was screaming, "Oh Shahida Bhabi, you are so sexy and an expert, I want to keep fucking you all night. It has been ages since I have had any sex and you have given yourself to me at the right time with the loveliest, tastiest pussy I could ever imagine." I began thrusting my hips upwards to bang my thighs against her thighs while she kept humping on me.

Her breasts were jiggling, dancing to her movements, I than tilted my head down to take one of her beautiful full breasts into my mouth to suck. I felt like an infant as I ran my tongue in small circular motions around her nipple than doing the other as Shahida bhabi kept up her motions on my cock, that was the biggest ever, hottest ever, hardest ever size it could possibly be and was thrusting deep into my Shahida 's dripping hot cunt. She brought her lips to mine and just as forcefully opened my mouth with her lancing tongue.

My pulsating cock was thrusting into her love portals hard and fast and gripping her buttocks tightly I started squeezing them to me and moving savagely, plunging into her cunt. She just said, "Oh! God!" and reciprocated my action with even more vigor of her.

After eternally long fucking, she broke off her kiss on my lips and cried, "Oh Jawad, I am cumming! I am cumming! You also, come inside me, Jawad. I want my cunt filled to the brim with your juices. Oh, come on. Come on, I want it!"

We both could not last any longer. Her cunt lashed out against my cock with vigor. My throbbing prick reamed her insides, stretching her inner walls, which were now teaming with her love secretions. We both cried out aloud and started cumming. With each of my inward thrusts, she would shout "Harder...still harder... I want to be fucked hard...fuck the hell out of my pussy, Jawad!"

The thrusting went on until she came. Luckily, for both of us, I followed soon.

I could feel the throbbing of her vaginal muscles as she came and my cock spurting lots and lots of my seminal spunk inside her cunt. It was truly a delicious feeling for me. My anus went into spasm as I carried on fucking her with intermittent uncontrollable jerking, expelling every last drop of my sperm leaving a vacuum feeling in my balls. Finally, Shahida bhabi slowly leaned forward as I put my arms around her telling her how much I loved her. I could feel cum oozing out from around my shrinking cock as it slowly slipped out of Shahida Bhabi's pussy with a trail of cum behind it.

When we were both drained, we lay in each other's arms. Shahida, in the way of a thank-you, gave me the sweetest of her kisses and said, " Jawad, I knew you always wanted me. I wanted you all along too, but never had the courage, just like you, to ask. Last night I thought it was the luckiest night for both of us. If we didn't it do it last night, we never would."

"Oh! Bhabi I'm luckiest man, I've been found what I was wishing."" I told.

"And I'm the luckiest woman," she replied.

"I have to go home."

She whispered into my ear, "It's late, don't go Jawad, stay here tonight."

That night we made love like a couple of teenagers all night long. We fucked three more times before falling into a deep sleep in each other arms.

Early the next morning she woke me, to stare at me with love in her eyes. I smiled up at her and she asked, "What's that silly smile for, Jawad?"

"Just remembering and enjoying last night."

"Did you sleep well, Baby?" she murmured close to my ear.

I closed my eyes and thought back to the night before. I wondered if it had all been a wet dream. I turned to her and whispered, "I wish you and I could sleep like that every night. Together, I mean."

Impulsively I grabbed her, pulled her to me and held her close. I kissed her lips and when I tried to make my way further down to her breasts, she strictly cautioned me, intimating that it was too dangerous as the children may wake up at any time because they have to go college.

She asked me to leave so that she could attend to the children. As I got ready to go to the office, the children were already awake and were preparing for college. I tried to dress and act as if nothing had happened. I did not want them to know what their mother and I had been doing during the night. Soon before, I leave Shahida Bhabi's home that morning saying her goodbye and kissed her, I could smell the perfume Shahida Bhabi was wearing and wanted to take her back into the bed and fuck her again before I left for office.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Sins of Joy Ch. 04

Soon before, I leave Shahida Bhabi's home that morning saying her goodbye and kissed her, I could smell the perfume Shahida Bhabi was wearing and wanted to take her back into the bed and fuck her again before I left for office.

Life turned pretty much turned very happy to be have with Shahida bhabi. After that night, we became bold and now I was spending my nights with Shahida Bhabi in her home. Our dates became more frequent; I began to visit Shahida 's house on a more regular basis. Over the next few months our lovemaking activity, and togetherness, continued at the high level, which we both found very satisfying. Our love for each other developed, and got stronger and stronger. Shahida Bhabi loved me, and gave herself to me, literally "body and soul". From that day She started to wears provocative, smart and very nicely attire but with all her grace, may be she thought her body needed to be better presented to me. She increased the length of her neckline, to give me lot of amount of her cleavage.

Shahida had been a very conservative lover when we first started. But as we grew more and more comfortable with fucking each other, I had brought out some of the lsut in her. We continued our adulterous relationship whenever we had the opportunity, we enjoyed sex a lot and Shahida Bhabi was very keen to experiment. She is intelligent woman and knew what turned me on the most and tried very hard to please me in bed and out of bed in every way. She always was willing to do whatever I asked. She sucked me off regularly now and soon she became a good cocksucker, she could take all of my cock in her mouth, the head entering her throat, we both enjoyed that quite a lot but she never made me cum in her mouth and that was the only thing she doesn't like and I never insist. I could see the pleasure in her eyes whenever I asked go to between her thighs and very happily she let me eat her cunt. She loved me. I consider myself one of the luckiest men on earth.

We became now regular bed partners. But we tried to keep this from the kids and others. Yes, we had to keep our affair quiet. We lived in fear every day that someone would discover us and we would be made the main topic of gossip in town forever. We tried each position, in all the places in her home; it was possible to have sex. The kitchen, the balcony, on the floor, everywhere it was possible. She could fuck in almost any position without complain. Even once I fucked her standing up in the lounge. Her and Mine shilwar were around our knees as I pressed her against the door of the kitchen and fucked her. We both sleep in one bed whenever I sleep over here. She was my Bhabi but in all senses, she was my wife, in her home and in her bed.

We really began to live like husband and wife. The children took to me famously. They treated me like their father, demanding that I stay with them night and day and took my sleeping with their mother as a natural occurrence. We do not hesitate now to kiss and fondle each other in front of the children. My mouth and tongue became familiar with every inch of her body and all her recesses.

Kissing Shahida 's bum, more and more often, made me wonder if she would like my cock to enter her that way? Then, one night I was in Shahida Bhabi arms after a long fuck. Her hands were fondling my cock, which was growing hard and I deliberated fingered her arsehole. "I like your lovely buttocks Shahida Bhabi and I want to fuck your ass."

"You didn't like my pussy? Isn't it tight enough for you?and it is also sin, I have heard." she said.

"No, it is not sin, it is not true, and yes, you've a tight pussy but fucking your ass is my dream," I replied.

She giggled, "Yeah, who am I to stop you?" she asked as we kissed and sucked each other's tongues.

"I was thinking about you Shahida , that you would not like it, Have you done this with your husband?"

"No," she said to me. "I've never done this with my husband. He had never asked for this, nor I thought for it."

"You're kidding me," I said. "He came home and saw this beautiful ass every night for 16 years and he'd never touched it? Was he impotent?"

"He probably talks like he does it, I don't think he could do it; he'd no stamina " said Shahida .

"Bhabi, it will be an honor for me to be the first man to make love to you this way." Let me say you bhabi, I can eat your asshole.

She laughed and said," be correct, you're not the first but you'll the last man, now Then do it," she whispered. "Be gentle with your bhabi." and rolled onto her stomach spreading her legs and presented her sweet, nice, round and clean ass to me. It was like someone gifting me a chest of treasure. Her ass cheeks were so soft and delightful. I nuzzled my lips and nose into her anal crevice getting drunk on her pungent aroma.

Even then, I was hesitant. "May I lick it?"

"Do you like my ass so much, Jawad, my love?"

"I can't help myself, Shahida . Next to your cunt, it is the most favorite thing that I adore. I know your ass is going to be so tight and because of that I am going to love it, love fucking you that way!"

"You have kissed me that way already, I even felt your tongue, but you didn't lick it, if you like, so why not?"

I slowly started to lick her ass checks with my tongue. Cagily I kissed around her anus in a circle, circling her ass buns with my tongue. It was a strange but excellent feeling to be sucking and licking an asshole of a woman for the very first time. It was a novel and exciting experience for me.

My desire to penetrate her hole with my tongue was overwhelming; I could not stand it any more and buried my tongue into her asshole at the same time spreading her ass-cheeks with my fingers. This was a fantasy coming true for me. Because, in my quiet lonely moments I had been thinking of Shahida 's ass in this way. Of its possession with my hard cock.

I spread her ass cheeks open, the asshole of my dream woman and let my tongue touch her puckered hole. She gasped. I then started licking slow at first. She was now panting, rather quickly. I decided to stick a finger in her open pussy, thinking she would like to be touched there too. She loved it and pushed her ass further into my face.

"Oh that feels good, Jawad! Yes!" She muttered with a smile. "Your friend never did that to me. Yes! I like it!"

I licked and licked for many minutes, developing an unexpected hunger, lathing and slivering her swelling asshole. It was time to widen her very tight hole for my assault on her anal virginity. I had to take care because I knew I would want Shahida repeatedly so she had to like it, that the experience had to be as good for her as I knew it would be for me.

I slowly eased my thumb into her anal orifice, and she jumped a little, but then pushed her ass back for me to continue,

I whispered, "How does this feel?"

She made a squealing sound as my thumb slid by her sphincter ring muscle. I was all the way up her and met no resistance. I started to thumb fuck her ass ever so gently. I really wanted this experience for her to be unforgettable and delightful for her, so I did not stop fingering her pussy and thumbing her clitoris, at the same time pushing a thumb all the way into her asshole. She was moaning loudly and fingering her own pussy, which was dripping wet, saying she was cumming, then, she cried out loudly when she did have a big trembling orgasm.

Knowing she was thoroughly enjoying our lovemaking and what I was doing to her arsehole, I decided to be more ambitious and put my hard cock into her ass. I quickly took a bottle of Vaseline from the dressing table and oiled my dick.

She instinctively placed herself on hand and knees on the bed with her ass up in the air so I could enter her easily. I adjusted a pillow under her so she could muffle the moans and screams that I knew she would not be able to control. I took some Vaseline and gently applied some into her asshole to lubricate it more.

I positioned my dick at her anal opening and placed the head of my cock on the little brown star-like button, which was on full display as she was on her knees and making her ass bulge out for me. I gave my cock a little push with a little force and she felt the pain and a loud moan escaped from her lips before she could muffle it. She did not say anything. I again applied some force and the tip of my cock head entered Shahida 's tight hole. I did not get the expected "No" so I pressed onward and inwards and so entering my prick head inside the warm hole of Shahida 's ass. She cried out with the pain," Stop it, please stop it, jawed!" Shahida Bhabi implored but her pleas fell on deaf ears. She groaned and moaned into the pillow, Her fists grabbing the bed sheet as she heaved her hips up and I pressed her hips down.

Resting for a while, I gave her chance to get used to my cock inside her ass for the first time. When her rectum relaxed, I boldly pushed my cock in until she gasped for air and obviously with some pain. I froze again and patiently waited for things to ease for her. I realized I did it wrong, but now it was done. Almost immediately she started to push back onto my cock. I held still and let Shahida impale herself until my balls were in contact with her pussy and my complete lengthy shaft was inside her asshole. At last I was deep in my dream lady, Shahida Bhabi's butt hole at last.

I waited impatiently for her rectum to relax and allow me to pump. I tried to move back slightly but she screamed in pain, begging me to wait.

Finally, she relaxed enough to allow me to start slowly and gently to move my prick in her rectum.

She started panting and moaning as I slowly picked up the pace of pulling my cock out to the point where my knob felt the restriction of her sphincter and then back in smoothly until my balls were slapping against her pussy. She was trying to muffle her moans and screams with the pillow. I was slowly pulling it out to the point that just the head was still restricted inside her anal ring and then firing it back into her. Shahida Bhabi started panting really hard. She was constantly moaning. I increased my rhythm and she started to moan with her lust full voice, which I usually got whilst fucking her pussy.

I thought my big prick was uncomfortable for her so I pulled it out. I heard her pant, "Oh...oh ...oh, oh no, Jawad, no! It is lovely! I want it in! Please fuck me in my ass!" She put her hand out behind her grabbing my slippery dick and guided it back into her asshole. My laughter was spontaneous, manic really because of my nervousness.

I slide back in a little faster than the first time. She wanted more.

I was not muffling my moans and between my moans and her muffled sound. She begged, "Oh, wow, this is fucking awesome! Fuck me! Fuck me harder!" Our sounds kept getting louder as I pounded in and out of her beautiful asshole.

She started bucking back at me more urgently. I sped up. I was fucking her ass with hard long thrusts. In addition, she was meeting every thrust with counter thrusts of her own until our flesh was slapping against flesh loudly. The outside world would have no doubt that we were fucking.

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I had no fear that I was hurting her now and she was just as rampant that I was. "Oh Jawad my brutal passionate lover! Give it to me more! Much harder and faster!" She was now screaming with a lusty passion that I had never heard her utter before.

"Yes, yes my sweet Bhabi, I am giving it to you...All I have!"

"Yes Jawad, fuck every hole of your Bhabi, give all you have to your sweet Bhabi, your Bhabi is so starved for this fucking of her arse..." I shoved harder against her, right up her, until I was crushing my balls against her pussy lips. I wanted to feel my cock exploding deep in the maximum depths of her ass, I was so proud and pleased that Shahida would love the anal fucking and would ask me for more, lots more.

My balls were slapping her pussy with each thrust of my cock into her ass and the sensations coming from her ass and pussy were building toward a grand finale. I could feel my cock getting bigger and my balls raised and clinging to my shaft. I was getting ready to implode inside her rectum.

I began to feel that Shahida was missing the kissing, breasts sucking and tit rubbing, so my hand reached over her waist to her mamaries and I cupped her breast and she started to push her buttocks back onto me while I was pinching her both nipples.

My cock was now ramming Shahida Bhabi's ass and my fingers were buried in her pussy. I took one long lick up the center of her back and then leaned over to tongue her ear. This motion obviously pushed my cock deep into her and she started to cum again. I continued to pump slowly in and out waiting for her spasms to subside so that I could pull my cock all the way out and then just ram it back into her without any problem.

The thought of anal sex with Shahida Bhabi and the sight of my cock sliding in and out of that gorgeous asshole for which I was dreaming only to see, the sensations created by her tight arse ring squeezing on my cock and her reactions; pushing her ass back against me to bury my cock further into her. The slapping of my balls against her pussy all led me to the heights of heaven. I was almost always playing with her pussy.

My balls contracted painfully, I was about to pull my cock out and to move into my final piston mode. "Hey, now cum in your Bhabi's asshole! Fill Bhabi's ass with your cum!" she pleaded. I agreed with her wishes and soon my cock exploded launching spurt after spurt of hot cum deep into her ass. That orgasm was the biggest of our whole relationship.

My cock seemed to double in size with each throb as the hot jets of cum fired deep into her rectal cavity.

As she started to feel my cock swell, she pushed back against me and started yelling, "Oh! My God! Yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck Bhabi's ass, Jawad! Give Bhabi all your juicy cum! Fill Bhabi's asshole" She started to cum again; she was so hot and horny. She had handfuls of the bed sheet and it looked like the bed sheet fabric was in danger of being torn as she kept clutching at it.

I withdrew my cock from her and sat back on my knees looking down at Shahida 's backside. Her anus was swollen, slightly open and oozing some of my seminal fluid which had been too much for her ass to handle. It trickled down her thigh to end up on the bed sheet. Her hole looked tremendously inviting and my cock was still up for action and she moaned with passion as I slipped it back in unguided. A touch of tiredness took hold and I collapsed on top of her.

Not for long however, I started kissing and licking her back as my cock started to shrink, but her anal ring was squeezing and relaxing, squeezing and relaxing, teasing me back to life. The sensation was keeping my cock partially hard and I continued to gently slide it in and out of her. Pure reflex and bravado really as Shahida had sucked my balls dry. She looked back at me. Her eyes were begging me to finish it now. This time she collapsed onto the bed and I followed her with my cock still buried, pulsing in her ass.

Finally, she whispered, "Jawad finish it".

Ok, "Bhabi,"

Eventually, I couldn't hold out any longer and told her that I was going to cum. "Do inside me" she moaned, "do it in my arse, I want your cum inside me in my arse." She had barely got the last word out when I tensed up and buried my cock as deep as I could as I started to shoot a huge load of cum inside Saeeda 's arse. We both lay there for a while until my dick softened .

I pulled my cock out slowly and I rolled off her and we both moved up into normal positions in the bed fully tired. Shahida Bhabi took some time to regain her composure. Suddenly she sat up and reached for a towel off the bedside table and turned and lovingly toweled clean my now soft fatigue wilted cock, and then she in turn wiped her own pussy and bum and relaxed down beside me in the comfort of my arms. She seemed so shy and embarrassed at that time. I pulled her body tight to mine. I covered her mouth with mine, kissing her with passion and urgency and said, "It was fantastic, Bhabi." The whole thing had not lasted twenty minutes but I had dreamed about it for so many years.

She weakly giggled back and said, is that what you wanted from me, or some other thing Jawad? No one in world has ever touched me there before and no one else would be allowed touch me there in my entire life."

You do not need to tell me that, Bhabi. I know you; you're not that type of woman." I kissed her cheek and saw tears in her eyes; I do not know whether they were tears of joy, or something else. She had given to me, her lover, something she had given to no other; not even her husband.

Soon we fell asleep. I awoke early to find Shahida Bhabi was sleeping peacefully at my side. I moved next to her and started running my fingers through her hair. She awoke smiling happily, putting her lips to my left chest, teasing my nipple with wet tongue and gentle tugging on it with her teeth, which made it immediately grow rigid. It was still a bit soon from her yesterday's fun and games. I flinched and she laughed. Her actions brought an acute stiffness to my cock too and she moved herself closer as she felt it against her warm belly. She could turn me on so that I was rampant for her so quickly.

I was still too tired to fuck her; so I asked her to come on top of me. She straddled my waist eagerly, as if desperate to get my hard prick inside her again. Her hand eased my turgid weapon into her already moist cunt. I pulled her down onto me, we kissed, suckling tongues exploring and stirring up even more passionate desire. She rocked her hips up and down on my length; ever so slowly, she slid her pussy up and down onto my cock. My cock was like a fish diving in and out of warm water. It felt so good to be buried inside her juicy cave of love. Already the smell of sex, her sex was pervading my flaring nostrils, I could hold back no longer. I started to fuck her hard and deep and she moaned out and kissed me with stabbing tongue. Faster and faster, speed and rhythm building, my hands roaming her lower back down her hips to her drenched pussy.

She was leaning over me now, offering her breasts for sucking. I sucked and bit her tits fierce with passion; it was what she wanted she pushed them harder into my teat hungry mouth. I moaned and lifted my ass off the bed thrusting my cock deeper up into her. Her tempo was increasing minute after minute. Shahida was dripping wet by now as I could feel her gooey liquid spreading across my thighs. She quickened her pace, I started to squeeze and pinch her tits more urgently. My hands all over her.

"Oh Jawad you are making me such a whore!" she moaned contentedly.

I lifted my ass to push up deeper into her and said, "Thanks, my Bhabi you're a whore, granted, but you are all mine! I am not going to tell anyone."

She was screaming, "Fuck your Bhabi! Fuck your whore! Give all your big cock to your Bhabi, fuck Bhabi's cunt with your lovely magnificent cock!"

I just held onto her hips as she bucked on my cock. Some time later, I rolled Shahida onto her back. Positioning myself on my knees between her spread legs and lining up my cock again, thrust back in until I was buried deep into her pussy. I started fucking Shahida knowing that she was about to experience her first mind-boggling orgasm.

Both Our bodies were saturated with the efforts of our joint passion. When we finally collapsed together on the bed with our bodies wrapped around each other, I teased her that I did not know that she was capable of fucking like that. She slapped my cock with her palm and I winced and returned the favor by slapping her arse.

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Sins of Joy Ch. 05

Both our bodies were saturated with the efforts of our joint passion. When we finally collapsed together on the bed with our bodies wrapped around each other, I teased her that I did not know that she was capable of fucking like that. She slapped my cock with her palm and I winced and returned the favor by slapping her arse.

We did not meet now during the daytime as we were more able and it was wiser to meet at night because of our individual business. However, one afternoon I was bored so, I called Shahida 's house and Shahida answered the phone.

"Hello."

"Hello, Bhabi, it's me."

"Hello Jawad. Why is it my lover is calling me at this time?"

"I am tired of work and wish to be in your arms, my Bhabi. May I come to see you and make passionate love to you?"

"Why not? Sure! Always, my arms and my legs are open for you Sweet Jawad."

"And your shilwar?" I asked jokingly.

"That, my Darling, you will open yourself. Strip me naked if you want,"

"Gosh! Shahida! You are making Jawad so horny! Ok! I'll be there in ten minutes."

She chuckled, "That Long...I'll wait."

I hung up the phone, without delay I went to my Shahida and with out any foreplay or lingering I fucked her! She was so hot and so willing! The rest of the afternoon passed in wild, wild fucking. Not one of her channels of love did I miss? After that sensual session of fucking, we were sitting in living room, she on my lap sipping tea and canoodling.

The doorbell rang; Shahida opened the door to admit an absolutely stunning sight. Once again, my jaw dropped in surprise; the apparition was Shahida 's double! I was taken aback at Shahida 's beauty, but this woman, whom I had never seen before, was Shahida 's double. She was welcomed very warmly, and was calling her, her Appi (elder sister). She was a dazzlingly beautiful woman. With dancing fleet steps she made her way towards me. My eyes feasting on her magnificent vibrant breasts as she came to me. I was trying to catch my breath, Shahida noticed me looking and said "oh, let me introduce you to Farzana." I heard Shahida , "Meet my elder sister, Farzana. "She is my elder sister." She introduced me to Farzana, as her brother-in-law.

I couldn't help but look at her and I remember taking a good long hard look at all of her body. She caught me doing this!! I just couldn't take my eyes off her. She was a fairly typical Indian woman, but had also a killer body like her sister, Shahida . Both sisters did not oppose each other, except Farzana was a little bit plumper than Shahida , not terribly out of shape but with just a little surplus in the right places. Statuesque in sculpture. Her skin was, young, fresh and beautiful, keeping her looking younger than her age. In my eyes she was the most desirable woman I had ever seen at her age. Shahida also introduced me as a friend of her husband. "Hello, Farzana, Through Shahida I have heard such a lot about you! It is my pleasure to meet you."

She smiled and said politely, "Me too, to meet you! I wanted to see you at least once; Shahida is always talking about you."

She sat with us in the lounge. Farzana's eyes were traveling up and down my body loitering on my groin, which was causing stirrings in me in that region. Our eyes met after we had examined each other with the amorality of lovers. She had a huge smile on her face.

She must have been around 5.3, fair, in her late 30s and she had a nice figure. Her breasts were full and taut, and larger than Shahida 's. She was wearing a dark blue qameez with a daringly low cut front, revealing her cleavage, and cream-colored shilwar. The fabric of both garments was sheer making her white bra, visible through her blue qameez, even her nipples were exposed and they looked like hard little bullets poking through the material. I was trying my best not to be caught staring at her tits. Her hair was long, brown and shiny, maybe dyed which reached down to the middle of her back. Her friendly personality was warm and alluring. Her blue eyes were sparkling with expectation when she openly and brazenly stared at the growing bulge at my groin, She was a wonderful sight to me and it was very obvious she was aware of the affect that she was having on, me.

Positively enough, we got along instantly and our meeting was like that of old friends: we talked about ourselves, Farzana had lived for some years in other cities with her husband due to his job and she had finally shifted back here just a few months ago. We chatted. I could feel that she was obviously enjoying my company very much. I was seriously attracted by her body language, which was positive towards me, because with every smile, her shiny white teeth showed and her charming nose wrinkled lovingly. She was drinking me in with her eyes. She was genuinely happy to be in my company. I tried to keep my eyes looking into hers, but I found them sliding downward and staring at her tits.

It became painfully obvious to me that she and Shahida had set up this meeting and that they had a lot more on the agenda for me. I began to feel uneasy. Therefore, bye and bye I said to Shahida and her sister that I must go as I had some urgent work to do, though that was just pretext as I have nothing to do but I could not afford any scandal with Farzana.

The next day, when I met Shahida , she told me that Farzana knew all about us; that she had inkling about our secret relationship.

"Why did you tell her about our relationship?" I asked her.

"Farzana, my sister is very understanding, because we are very good friends. We shared a bedroom as girls at home so it was perfectly normal to remove our clothes in front of each other until we were naked together. We talked freely and we never hid our secrets from one another. However, I have not told her the intimate details of what you and I do together. She was married and her late husband was in an executive job. He always went out from the city with many mistresses she knew he kept all over. Farzana was for breeding only, thus was her place to raise his children. He no doubt may have loved her at one time. She has been used to loneliness, and I am worry she can do something wrong, As she feels the need for company sometimes. She has two sons and one daughter. The daughter has been married for the last 2 years and her sons are studying."

Now Shahida and I were very open with each other, we discussed our fantasies and how we best liked to make love to each other.

In addition, after we met Farzana, and now, whenever we were making love, she always tries to bring Farzana name into our fantasies. The other women, as it were.

That night started as usual, when I was fucking Shahida , Shahida asked me in conspiratorially sort of way, if I will answer honestly if she asked me a question. After I confirmed in a positive way, she paused for a moment, and then continued and asked me,

"After seeing you here with me, Farzana is always asking about you, and I think that she likes you a lot. I feel that she needs you as I need you and she badly needs your warm company, Jawad. Will you be able to provide her that? I know that it is not good for me to ask you like this, but if I request you, and beg you, will you satisfy both Farzana's and my wishes?"

I was so stunned I stopped fucking her.

"What? What did you say?"

She pushed up hard, burying my cock all the way up her cunt, looked me in the eyes and gave me a little smile and a wink, "I said! Fuck my sister like this, as you fuck me."

And that was the last sentence I heard because name and imagine of Farzana bought so close to come, and I couldn't take it more as I spurt all my juice in her lovely cunt.

I had to lay with Shahida side by side; I was so shocked and waited for her to go on. I was now aware that Shahida bhabi wanted me to fuck her elder sister and I was warming to the idea, it sounded like a sex maniac's dream coming true.

So I asked Shahida after some time, "Ok then bhabi, tell me. How did all this happen that she came to know?" It is not unusual, in a society where concept of sex is much restricted and women go always to those persons who were closest and well trusted. Then Shahida told me in detail.

"When you went out from us, the day you met Farzana she asked me, "Jawad is a nice man. When did you start lying with him?" Shahida continued, "I protested, and told her that there is nothing like this, but Farzana didn't listen to me, and said, "Don't deny it! You, my Sister had a well fucked look when I arrived." then I confessed to her that we had a little affair and I told her the whole story."

Farzana watched my face nervously carried on, "how long as this been going on? Farzana asked me in a very interesting tone. Just about a year. I replied. "Is he good in bed?" Her next question was. "Yes! He is," "Did he satisfy you?" "What do I say, Appi, he is so strong! Has great stamina, like a teenager. I said to her. "Oh! Shahida , you are so selfish! Keeping him to yourself like that when you know your Appi needs some loving so desperately. You know it has been six very long years since my husband died. You obviously don't care about my needs. Share him with me; let me try him!" She said laughingly. Now we were in a good mood, so I said to her jokingly, "It is not possible for me to believe you some time, Appi."

She looked at me with mock amazement and spluttered, "I can't control myself any more, especially when I see you have taken up with a lover I could share with you!" I replied to her, "I know it, Appi, but how do I ask him to sleep with you!'

"I don't know how you would understand this, Shahida , but I feel safe with Jawad. I will get trouble if I lay with others. If I lost him now I would rather die. If my husband suspects me he is turning a blind eye."

I must admit that was a surprise, although Shahida " sister Farzana has definitely got the body for it, nearly as good as Shahida . I was really surprised what Shahida was saying. Here was a sister, asking me to fuck her elder sister because her sister wanted to have sex with me. It was strange as it was ruling out the feelings of conquest. Of course, I would have loved to approach that beauty myself. Tease her underwear off in my own way. She was definitely a true beauty and just my type.

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I cuddled up and asked, "But wouldn't you feel envy, jealousy, bhabi?"

"Of course " But after all she is my sister and I have told you she is missing the sexual life for the last 6 years!"

"If you have no objection and Farzana is as willing as you say, so why look a gift horse in the mouth?"

"It means you agree?" I asked.

"Yes," she said.

I said, "Look bhabi this is great, but what is really going on in that beautiful head of yours? Are you sure you're not enough for me?"

"No, I don't think like this but she's my sister and I don't see her sad, and we shouldn't talk like this, we should talk that you're going to get some extra pleasure. I would be very happy to share you with my sister and I know you'll happy, I want to see both you and my sister happy," she said with tears in her eyes and She cuddled up beside me, wrapping as much of her body as possible around mine.

"Well darling, if you are offering, who am I to refuse your order?" whatever you want my bhabi; I will have to keep trying to keep your sister's superb body satisfied." "And as wise man, he says, good offer shouldn't be rejected." I added.

"Oh! You mean Farzana is a good offer?" she said in a mock angry tone.

"Don't be jealous, you have offered me her body your self. You would be disappointed if I said to you, "No" I do not want to fuck your Appi."

"Maybe her asshole is slacker than yours, you are so tight!"

She blushed red, before replying "At one stage I thought you would rip me apart," She paused for a moment, "I can still feel the burning in my ass your organ has given to me," Pressing herself against me she again dug her nails deep against my chest.

She laughed and said, "No Jawad, this is not just a joke, I am serious. Farzana will be so excited, I will call her right away; let's see when we can do that?"

We agreed. It was decided to invite her next night to Shahida Bhabi's house.

Shahida bhabi dialed her phone and Farzana answered, she asked her to come next night. From Shahida 's _expression, I could tell that Farzana was at least as surprised as I had been.

The thought of fucking of Farzana made me very hard but it had obviously had an effect on my Shahida bhabi as well. What followed was one of our most frantic fucks ever.

I waited so impatiently for that night to arrive.

Next night when I reached Shahida 's house Farzana was not there, "Where is Farzana? Did she run away?"

Shahida laughed and said, " Be patient, there is nowhere for her to run, and if she has changed her mind, then I am here for you to fuck, Jawad."

I breathed deeply and then smiled to her. "I love you and am doing it for you."

"Your patience tells me all you say is bullshit; you want her, don't you? You want to fuck my Appi, yes?"

Suddenly, the door opened and a dazzlingly beautiful Farzana emerged and with a dancing move made her way towards Shahida and I. She reminded me of the saying, 'that a thing of beauty is a joy forever.' I stood to greet her and she came straight over to where I was sitting and she sat in the opposite seat to me.

She was wearing all pink today, again very sheer, which enhanced her seductive beauty. I could not take my eyes off her, especially her voluptuous cleavage. I felt my own sex organ beginning to stretch uncomfortably. Despite Shahida 's loveliness, I was getting the hot for Farzana too.

Shahida left us together saying that she is going to arrange the dinner and Farzana bent forward to talk to me, which meant that I was able to see the valley between her breasts, which gave me a great desire to ravish her. It was terrible, we talked about general everyday things, but I knew she was acting the temptress. I was pleased and relieved when Shahida announced that dinner was ready. We went to dine and when that was over, we came back to the living room. Shahida asked the children to go to their bedroom and off they went quite cheerfully after giving all three of us a kiss.

Conspiratorially, Shahida whispered something into Farzana's ear, and they rose as one and disappeared into the next room. Farzana looked back at me with a seductive smile and waggled her ample hips in a sensuous manner as she too vanished through the doorway. I brushed my again hardening cock with my hand, promising to give Shahida 's sister some of it at the first opportunity. She was one woman asking for a fuck!

When they came back, I asked, what were you two up to in there? No good if I know anything."

"Don't ask, that was Women's stuff," Shahida answered teasingly, and then Shahida told me in my ear, "Go to the guestroom, Darling, and show my sister Farzana what you can do when you take a woman to bed."

I was not sure what was to happen. I went to the guestroom and sat on the bed and waited, I could not believe that Shahida had just given me permission to fuck her sister. She had and it will be done.

It took some time before both sisters swished into the room, bringing with them sensuous scents of sinful smelling perfume. Shahida was holding a glass of milk in her hand. She turned to me and said quite clearly, "Jawad, Please take care of my sister, give her everything she wants from you, by the looks of the bulge in your pants, you are ready, my Love. You two make me so wet down here!" Her hand was down touching her pussy when she continued, " So wet just thinking of what you pair are going to do with each other."

Then she turned to Farzana, "Relax my sister, Jawad is very kind man."

Farzana walked towards the bed shyly like a new bride, and sat on the edge of the bed. We both watched Shahida place the glass of milk on the bedside table and quietly leave the room.

We were both silent until the silence grew tense between us for few minutes and then, almost clumsily I tried to break the ice and said to her, "You smell good, Farzana."

"Thank you." She replied and then I watched her tongue creep out of her half-open mouth and sweep over her lips. She was as nervous about this as I was. How do you set about fucking your mistress's sister? Appi of my Bhabi?

"Make yourself comfortable, I won't bite, at least, not if you don't want me to." I told her.

She blushed and said, "Oh, I'm." and then faltered, but still was trying to keep her distance from me. We gazed into each other's eyes with mixed thoughts; I know mine were pretty lewd.

I moved closer to Farzana, I could feel and hear her breathing; I could now smell her heat, her excitement. I felt she wanted my cock desperately, but was nervous about behaving like a slut, moving towards her on the bed until our hips were physically touching, I put my arm around her and pulled her to me so now I could feel her heat positively.

I cupped her chin in my hands, feeling her perspiration on my fingers. "Look at me Farzana." Her lips were quivering in anticipation. I moved too until our lips met and she closed her eyes and sighed into my mouth, her body trembling, and trembling like a leaf and I had to embrace her, to keep her from falling. As we had a mutual understanding that we were together to have sex, I grew more passionate with her and I felt her relax and our kisses became more amorous, more pleasure seeking. Her head was on my shoulders, her bosom was touching mine, heaving heavily. The rubbing of it by the heaving was having a good effect on her and me too. We pressed our bodies against each other so fervently that we stopped breathing.

I pushed her gently back from me, gripping her arms and looking deeply and lovingly into her eyes and said, "Farzana, Sweet, let me fuck you?"

She whispered back, "Jawad, I am too much in need to stop you. I came here for you to fuck me. " She raised her hands towards me and she wrapped them around my neck. I felt the surprising strength in them as she pulled my head closer to her, her tongue hungrily finding mine.

"Oh my sweetheart, that feels so nice"

She preened at my comment as I stroked her hair and then moving my hand with light fingertips downwards to her backside. Farzana allowed my caressing fingers in her anal region, feeling her anal button, which was prominent even through her clothing, so boldly I continued using a pointed finger to touch her there more aggressively. I could smell her perfume, which her heat was permeating the air I breathed and when I kissed her, her passion told me that she was highly turned on. I kept on feeling her back. My tongue finding hers, chewing her lips and sucking her tongue deep into my mouth. She opened her mouth invitingly and our tongues dulled with each other within the confines of her hot saliva filled mouth and she successfully managed to bend my tongue backward and thrust hers into my mouth. Her taste was nice. We kissed so passionately that it hurt. Keeping the kiss intact, I started to quietly remove her clothing. She moaned into my mouth as I touched bared flesh.

It was like unwrapping a surprise expensive present, each part of the wrapping I took off revealed treasures way beyond my comprehension. Needless to say my excitement could not be measured except in the size of my now very hard penis, which Farzana was furtively touching with feather light fingertips. She was measuring it too. The way she was trembling, I knew that what she had found was exciting her too. Her fingers suddenly started to undress me as our lust became mutual. When she laid bare my chest her lips fastened on one of my nipples at the same time she at last had my rampant shaft in her soft hand.

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This was a different Farzana, a more sexually aggressive Farzana. A woman more lust to my own. In addition, we were naked! The fuck was on!

She lay back and relaxed, opening up her so beautiful legs displaying herself to my greedy eyes. There was no shyness now. No hesitation to give me a wonderful view of all her assets, her anal rosebud as prominent and as horny looking as her moist lipped pink cunt. My thoughts were that she had been well used anally. My wickedness was inwardly promising her lots more delights in that region should she offer me the chance.

She was blushing like my bride, as I looked down on her, taking in her beautiful tits, mounds of perfectly formed exquisite and so ripe loveliness. My mouth watered as if they were fresh melons. They were larger than my Shahida 's. The pigmented brownish areola was larger too giving forth-bigger succulent nipples, which had endured a lot of amorous attention over her years with her lovers. I moved over her and cupped them in my hands and she closed her eyelashes, opening her legs instinctively further apart. Giving her all. Her tits were still hard and firm, with little sag. They were just begging to be sucked and bitten. I plucked one breast and it immediately grew tight. I rolled the nipple in my hand. ˜Ah, she moaned taking away her lips from mine but soon she placed them on my lips and our tongues danced, she clutched me to her body. Her fever was building as I stroked her breasts. I slowly lowered her on her back and bent over her, my attention moving to her other nipple, which brought her hand to my head, feeding me her teat, as a mother to her baby. She was making a cooing noise and holding her breast to my lips with cupped hand.

I lay back from Farzana as if giving her time to change her mind, but she snuggled in contently to my chest, her hand caressing me and moving back down to my cock, which strangely had gone into half repose. The truth is I still could not believe what I was doing.

Her nipples were digging into my chest and my right leg was over her legs keeping her pinned down to my body. Simultaneously, our hungry hands found each other's body and hands greedily exploring. She decisively grabbed my swollen cock and impatiently squeezed it firmly bringing me back to full erection. She must have been just unbelievably horny. My cock's tightness made me realize that too much of her handling would be disastrous to us both. I dissuaded her with a firm hand.

My right hand went from her chest to tummy. It was not flat but the smoothness was there. I teased her with dancing fingertips moving on downwards. She was clean shaved, still lowering my hand I started to feel her thighs. Returning my attention to her love mounds, I suckled one breast intermittently and pressing fondling her other breast with my hand. Then quickly down to the lust hole between her legs. To her fully shaved by now extremely wet pussy. The inner parts of her thighs were slippery with her copious love juice ooziness. Her juices running glisteningly between both of her love holes.

"Please!" she exclaimed. "We have plenty of time so don't be greedy. Take it easy. There is no rush. You can suck and milk my breasts to your heart's content but gently darling, gently, otherwise your teeth will tear my nipples."

My hands started to work on her bum cheeks and felt her ass. Her buttocks were fluffy and fleshy.

She moaned around my tongue in her mouth. Her hand was in my hair fondling and the other had started its downward journey. It circled my nipples somewhat teasing. My hand working her thighs and pussy was cupping her mound, a finger extended inside her juicy hole. Her hips bucked up to meet my finger and I felt her cunt muscles clasp it tightly. I could feel her spreading her legs apart and lifting herself off the bed to give me deeper penetration. I finger-fucked her hole and alternatively stroked her clitoris and then fingered back deep into her hole again. Now she seemed to be on heat fully. Her whole body had become hot. I inserted two fingers into the depths of her cunt stretching her hole further she was tight. She buried her head to my shoulder and her hands gripped me furiously. Her buttocks started to move. I wanted her to remember my loving and perhaps come back to me for more, much more. Then there was the desire to taste her, to lick her cunt.

I moved down between her wide-open thighs and looked at her juicy wet so cleanly shaved vagina and winking rosebud, not knowing which to taste first. I loved licking her sister's anus.

Farzana knew what I was intending and placed both her hands onto my head and pressured me down until my lips were on her cunt lips. She was moaning and rubbing the back of my head with her hands; she had not moved and was in a perfect position to have her pussy licked.

Now I used my fingers to spread apart her lips exposing the hot inner lips and ran my tongue up and down her slit gathering her juices and swallowing them thirstily from her slit. She let out a scream when I thrust my tongue inside her cunt. Her legs rose on their own accord and she wrapped them around my head. A loud moan escaped her lips as she said, "OH yeah, Yes! Yes! Yes! Eat me, Slurp my juice!" I looked up to see her milking her tits and pinching her nipples. I gently sucked her clitoris into my mouth, which forced her to emit more panting noises and making little moaning sounds over and over.

Then I parted her thick labia with my nose and inhaled the smell of her wet and aroused vagina. My tongue was lathing her clit. As I got to the clitoris proper I started to tingle it with the tip of my tongue she moaned loudly and shouted, " Oh! Please don't kill me." She moaned and propped herself up on her elbows so she could see what I was doing, but lay back down again when she realized that she could not.

I kept randomly sucking and nibbling on her nub, the very seat of her passion and she started to dig her nails into my back, clawing me, scratching me, she was so out of control. I did not feel the pain because I was drunk with my power over her, over Shahida 's lovely sister! She was in orgasm; I just could not resist sucking the plentiful ejaculating juice from her wet pussy.

Farzana moved her ass up and my tongue lathed her ass, which she seemed to like immensely. I slowly sucked and continued to lick there, Her buttocks started to grind in my mouth and my tongue was now fucking her anal orifice Then, although I had to pause while she had her orgasm which gave me good cause to suck her pussy clean. Impatiently she budged her ass up back to my mouth so I resumed and very carefully licked around her rosebud. I could not resist kissing her tight asshole. She was frantic now and had started to act like a slut. She was enjoying the new sensations of my hot tongue slowly licking her rectum and judging from her moans, would have said yes to anything I asked at that moment. Her moans had becomes shouts and I thought it was enough teasing.

When I finally removed my grip on her, and looked at her, her face and hair were wet with sweat. She adjusted herself; her legs opened, knees bent up and back, in the classical missionary position. Submitting herself to me. I always believe that the first time should be in the missionary position. That way, your cock enters just as deep as you want it. Keeping my hands to her sides. I rolled on top of her and she opened her legs to receive my cock. I lowered myself and she pulled me to her. My prick was pointing at her mound. Her hand was busy gripping it and guiding it to her opening, she placed my cock head at the wet hot lips of her cunt. She commenced rubbing my cock head over her already wet pussy and she started to moan passionately at the feel of my cock in that place, the tip of my cock started to penetrate her. An 'aaieeeega' came from her when gripping her waist I thrust in with all the power my butt could delver. She let out a shrill little scream, I thought, that I was hurting her, so I stopped.

"No." she moaned.

I was surprised by her tightness. It was like fucking a newly wedded bride. "Oh, That's it" she yelled. "Oh, Jawad! It has been so long!"" Farzana moaned and She answered each movement by pushing back against me, her hands moving back to my ass cheeks, squeezing them and grabbing them hungrily. She was biting her lips and added "Shahida is a lucky woman"

I smirked and said "Oh if she lucky for this than she isn't the only lucky girl you're most."

I kept it there, just my knob inside her for a minute to regain some strength and control, gently withdrawing to get another, and "No Don't, Jawad! I froze my backward motion with cock head still lodged inside her hot pussy. She jerked up hard and the motion rammed my dick inside her for at least another two inches then she screamed again. I kissed her and inserted my tongue into her mouth, which she sucked upon feverishly. I tightened my lips over hers to soften the impending scream. However, it was useless she screamed like hell when I tried to move my cock into her. It was like Farzana was a virgin. Had her Husband never taken her virginity? I kept motionless. We kissed deeply and she licked her own juice from my face between kisses.

"Oh dear, you hurt me, Jawad. Your cock! It is so big! Slower please." she whispered. I started to go inside very nervously. My cock had lost its full hardness, I was so nervous now. It was a different pussy altogether Farzana's I mean, than other women I had had the good fortune to fuck. Her legs moved to rest on my shoulder. Her hands were now clutching to the bedclothes and she was heaving her head from side to side slowly.

She was emanating heat and gripping my penis. After I was just inside, I drew to a stop. "Oh my Darling Farzana! You are so tight! Like a virgin." I said.

"You know I am missing it from last six years?"

"Don't worry; I will take care not to hurt you." I whispered in her ear. A soft moan was her response.

"Oh! You didn't go gentle you tore me! Don't stop, I want it!"

I again started the motion slowly. The stroke lengths were not more than one or two inches. Now she was getting the hang of it and I increased the tempo as well as length by half an inch. After few strokes, her body started to respond. Her pussy was gripping me and when she bit on my ear, I started to build up speed very cagily lengthening my strokes. I circled my hands underneath her and started to increase speed. Her whisper had converted to cries and she was becoming louder all the time. Her lower body was jerking upwards now. The bed creaked but I was beyond bothering about the sounds. I fucked her like hell, flesh-slapping flesh. While crying out in her sexual ecstasy, Farzana raised her knees and spread her legs taking my cock deep into her hot wet pussy. She wrapped both legs around my waist and I just lay there on her with my cock fully buried in her pussy. I looked down into her eyes and she said, "Don't stop, Jawad, I love fucking you!"

"No, sweetheart, now, you fuck me. She started to make a desperate effort to actively fuck me from underneath. Giving in to her wonderful struggle, I stopped my moves and let her work her hips up and down, back and forth. Incredible, with what strength her pussy could suck on my cock. Farzana fucked me more and more powerfully from underneath urging me to join in and was screaming with lust; "Fuck me, Ughhh, fuck me, fuck Me." she was vociferous. I just grunted and kept up my pace. She locked her legs around my waist and was clawing at my back with both hands. She was humping back so rapidly, causing me to speed up, that I couldn't imaging how we did not break the bed.

Between all our hot movements, she whispered and asked me to suck her nipples and I arched my body up over her to reach her tits. She screamed as I bit down on one of her nipples. I quickly sucked her tit deep into my mouth as she grabbed the back of my head urging me to bite harder!

She was acting like a teenager; she was moaning and screaming, "Fuck me! Suck my nipples! Bite them! Pound my pussy." I grinned down at her and whispered, "Does my baby need some cunt!" She grabbed my ass with both of her hands and wrapping her legs around my waist to pull me back into her. I started to piston into her and my balls were slapping against that tight asshole with every thrust. She was moaning, "Fuck me" over and over and then she started to cum again.

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My cock was pounding into her and even with my experience and having fucked countless women, I still had to be careful not to cum too soon so I knew I had to slow down. I slowly pulled my cock almost all the way out of her dripping wet pussy. In addition, she moaned, quivered and arched her back to keep me inside her. Her shoulders and the toes were touching the bed and rest of the body was shaking violently about six inches from the bed. Her whispers had converted to cries and she was becoming louder by the second. Her lower body was constantly jerking upwards now. We synchronized well, and this was becoming a very good fuck. Her legs wrapped around my thrusting ass, her hands encircling my shoulders. She raised and lowered her hips and I pumped back and forth. Our thighs smacked each other and I could clearly hear the slapping sounds.

"Fuck me, Jawad, my lover! Fuck me hard! This is so excitingly nice! Shahida was telling the truth about you!" She sighed. She was really in to it now. "Aaagh oufff! Oh, Jawad! I am cumming! You are making me cum! Fuck me! Shag me! Oh! God, yes."

Her ass was almost lifting off the bed and I was pushing hard into her and paused for a moment, just holding her to me. Feeling her throws of passion. Her legs were clamped around me as she kicked me with her heels to get me back to fucking her again. I rode Farzana as she bucked under me while the orgasm was run through her again. I think she had at least three orgasms and finally caught her breath. I continued to move so I slowly stopped. I did not want to move my cock but slowly in and out, teasing the secretions out of her because I wanted to keep going, to see how many times I could make her cum before she passed out.

I lay there on top of her, kissing and sucking her tits and started kissing and gently biting her big nipples as her orgasm faded. I thought she would want to wait a little but as soon as her orgasm died, she was pushing up against me. I moved up, slowly and gently and then speeded up, now desperate for myself to cum inside her to fill her up with my seed. She sensed it was my time and clung to me, kissing me and murmuring, "Cum for me, Jawad! Shoot your spunk inside me! Fill me, fill my hot cunt!"

I was nearing completion and seemed she was also very near yet another orgasm. The speed was full and in next moment, we both started to spurt our ejaculate. Our bodies started to shiver and I held onto her lovingly, tightly. I was still in spasm, still shooting my sperms into her love channel and she was still thrusting up to me although weakly by now.

Finally, we collapsed in a heap on the well-soaked bed. Both content and utterly spent. Our bodies wet with our joint ooziness, still locked in each other's arms until finally falling apart onto our back to regain some air into our lungs. She was lying beside me, her breasts still rising and falling from her heavy breathing and her whole body was covered with sweat, as was mine. Then she impulsively leaned over to me and kissed me saying, "Thanks, Jawad I needed that so badly, and Sweetheart." Her voice seemed choked and in response I just snuggled her laughed and said, "I think you do not say like this, I should be saying it, Well I was happy to give it to you and by the way, I love fucking you!"

We had full nights sleep. We both used the bathroom and then dived back into bed to cuddle up together. Farzana was in fine spirits and full of love for me. She was lying with me on her side her back to me and needless to say, my cock stood hard soon and she was moving onto me, rubbing her ass onto my cock and I had my arms around her and both hands cupping her breasts.

"Now are you letting me fuck your hot tight pussy again, or not?" I whispered into her ear. She gently rolled over and opened her legs and arms and stared at me suggestively.

"No! Farzana, I want this time to fuck you in a different style."

"Tell me, and what style is that, Jawad?"

" I want it from behind you, doggy style."

"You mean from behind?" Please don't it in my bottom!"

I laughed and said, "No, just your pussy."

"Promise?" she asked.

"Yes! Promised," I replied.

She smiled wickedly and rolled over her onto her stomach, and brought her knees underneath her, lifting and wiggling her ass, making a cowgirl position.

I took a position behind her and caressed her cunt, making her moan. She looked over her shoulder, a strained smile on her lips, her face reflecting raw desire. I took hold of my cock and placed it at the entrance to her needy pussy. She was wiggling about and the tip of my cock brushed her firm ass cheeks. Almost lodging into her anal orifice, excitedly, she pushed back onto it and I had to move it to her pussy. It gave me the feeling that Farzana wanted anal sex. The thought I catalogued in my mind for a future date.

A single inward thrust was all it needed, driving my prick into her to the hilt. Her sopping cunt sucked my cock with my increasing thrusts. The suction sounds filled the air as I piston fucked her hard and deep, my balls slapping her flesh at every thrust into her.

I fucked her like a man possessed. Fucking her long and hard.

I was ramming my cock into her with hard, powerful strokes, each stroke evoking a muffled moan from her contorted lips and making an exciting smacking sound as my flesh slapped against hers.

"Take it, Farzana," I gasped. "Take my cock inside your cunt."

I slid my hand up over her hips and caressed her back before taking hold of her swaying tits. I pinched her aroused nipples, rolling the turgid buds between my fingers. My cock was driving in and out of her cunt with thrusts that were driving her out of her mind.

Soon I felt her cunt muscles clench my cock and then she went into spasm violently, followed by yet another orgasm. She was screaming, "Oh, Jawad, rip me with your big cock; shove more of your cock inside my cunt."

"You love cock don't you Farzana, you love to be fucked?"

She moaned, "Yes I love to be fucked in any way you want me, Jawad!" She uttered that, between her passionate screams. Her screaming drove me to my end and my cock ejaculated, sending rope after rope of hot cum deep into her cunt. She also came together with me, having another big orgasm.

We had three more rounds of fucking later during the early morning changing positions and slept spoon like in our laps.

Shahida opening our bedroom door as she came in ended our dreams, "Good morning Farzana, Jawad, sleep well?" she asked. "I slept very well, how about you?" Farzana replied. Shahida giggled and said, "Well I was able to drift off when the noise died down. What the hell was he doing to you?"

Farzana shyly replied, "He didn't do nice with me, make me bandy legged wouldn't be able to walk for at least a full week." she said laughingly.

"You can always say you were riding a horse, Appi."

I lay there as both of them went into a fit of giggling.

"Yes! You're lucky that you have friend like Jawad, Jawad knows how to treat a woman I am thinking what a slut you are, keeping him to yourself, fucking him daily and that you will reduce your fair, wear and tear on your ass and pussy if you share him with me, my sister." She laughed and continued, "I love his fucking and think how much I would love to be fucked by him again and again."

To be continued