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reema4uhoney · 11-03-2020, 10:59 PM

Chapter -11

I arrived home around eight in the evening and once in the house I saw flower pedals on the floor. Now usually that is what a man does, but it was clear I was to follow them. I dropped my travel bag on the floor and followed the pedals that led, as expected, to our bedroom. As I approached the bedroom, I noticed it was dark except for the flicker of candles. I reached my door and was stunned to see Reema, on the bed, her legs in white stockings spread wide, and few strawberries were on the bed leading to her pussy which was covered in whipped cream.

“I hope you’re hungry…” She smiled and said.

“Famished…” I replied, reaching the bed and popping the first strawberry in my mouth. Between strawberries, I kissed her stocking-clad legs.

“I haven’t cum since the last time your cock was in me…” She moaned.

“Well…we better change that…” I replied, popping another strawberry in my mouth. I continued the slow kisses, deciding that tonight I was going to make love to her, not fuck her. The difference was subtle, but noticeable. I got to her thighs, where the stockings ended and her white flesh began, and popped the last strawberry in my mouth. She moaned loudly with anticipation when my lips touched her inner thigh.

“There are three more…” She said.

“Three more…What?” Confused, I asked.

“Strawberries…” she smiled devilishly.

I looked around and saw none, although I thought maybe there might be one in her whipped cream. Upon closer look, I saw none and said “No there aren’t….”

“Keep looking….” She said and smiled.

The light bulb suddenly went on. Reema had put strawberries inside her cunt. “Ohhhh…” I responded, letting her know I finally had caught on. I reached her whipped cream covered pussy and began to clean her. The whipped cream, mixed with her wetness, was a savory delight. Once I had licked her pussy area clean, I looked at her beautiful shaved pussy.

“I hope you’ve room for more…” She teased.

“Oh…I think I can find room…” I replied, slid a finger inside her and pulled out a strawberry. It was covered by her shine. I made sure we were making eye contact when I popped it in my mouth.

“Hmmm…that’s the best strawberry dip ever…” I said, and it was. I repeated the naughty strawberry retrieval a second time. When only one strawberry was left, I slowly pulled it out, which was a little tougher as it was deep inside her, and then instead of eating it, I brought it to Reema’s red lips.

She opened her mouth and ate the juice-covered strawberry. My erect cock accidentally hit her pussy and she twitched. Taking the moment as a sign, I slid my cock inside her and as our lips met, we made love. Our lips never parted while I slowly made love to my wife for an eternity. Twenty minutes turned into thirty, which turned into forty, before either of us was close to achieving orgasmic bliss. I finally broke the kiss and said “I want us to cum together baby….”

“Hmmm…me too…” she replied, and we both focused on making it happen. I began to fuck her faster, and her hand went to her clit. She rubbed herself furiously attempting to speed up her orgasm.

Feeling my balls beginning to boil and hearing her moaning getting closer to her orgasm, I asked “You close, baby?”

“Yes…just a few a few more hard thrusts…” she moaned loudly. I obliged and after five deep thrusts our mouths crashed together again. In unison, my cum and her juice collided and we moaned into each other’s mouths, euphoria hitting at the exact same time. At this moment we were not man and woman, we were two lovers becoming one. Nothing had ever been so sweet and pleasurable than this moment and we both knew it. We held on tight as our dual orgasms spread through our bodies before collapsing on the bed, drenched in sweat. “I love you” I said.

“I love you too…” she purred, my cock still in her. We stared into each other’s eyes for a couple of minutes, knowing just how special we were to each other.

From here Reema’s narration

The next day, Yash wanted to go out with a buddy of his, he asked me if I wanted to come, but I didn’t feel like socializing. Yash didn’t see the point in staying home, so he left without me at around 7:00 pm. I sat on the couch, watching TV. It didn’t take me long at all to start reflecting on events of the past few days. Sajid has 9 inches! He reaches so far inside me! And he was so good with his tongue, too. Not that Yash was bad; it was just the same thing. I couldn’t avoid the inevitable tingling that began in my pussy. I squeezed my legs together, trying to lose the feeling and calm down. I’d already decided that I would continue my relationship with Sajid, not that often because for one, I was getting attached to him. I’d leave that long, hard cock alone for a few more days. Not have such a huge member ramming into me mercilessly for a little while longer. Well, maybe this weekend. Yes, this weekend I would let him have his way with me. Tomorrow I could do it. After work tomorrow, I would give myself to him. He would slide his monster cock into me, fill me up. His thick cock would stretch my pussy wide, and barely squeeze into me. My hand crept down to my jean shorts, and I couldn’t help but rub myself over the denim.

That’s it.

I picked up the phone and called Sajid. He was next door working and he was immediately hard when he heard my sexy voice on the other end. The innocent, friendly conversation that I’d planned did not turn out that way. It took me all of 2 minutes to invite him over. He eagerly accepted, and we got off the phone.

I was so horny, my panties were soaked and he hadn’t even got there yet!! 5 minutes later there was a knock on the door. I rushed to answer it wearing only a black pair of boxer shorts, and a black T-shirt. I was dressed for comfort, not planning on getting laid when I put them on. So consumed by thoughts of his big cock, I forgot to “pretty” herself up! Nonetheless, Sajid’s rock hard cock got even harder when he saw me. He stepped inside, shutting the door behind him, and slipped his arms around my waist. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, my tongue darting eagerly into his mouth as his hands cupped my soft ass. I pressed my small body against him, pleasure surging up my spine when I felt his bulging jeans against my stomach. I broke the kiss and took him by the hand.

I led him to my bedroom, led him to the end of my bed and I sat down before him. We had yet to say a word. My small hands fumbled with his button and zipper, and were soon pushing his jeans, along with his underwear, down his legs, freeing that beautiful 9 inch cock. Sajid stepped out of his clothes and tore off his shirt, becoming naked for me. I stared hungrily at his cock, and my tiny hand reached out to grab it. I slowly stroked it and he sighed. I leaned forward and my tongue snaked out and lapped at his bag lightly. I gently licked up his shaft, and my tongue circled his helmet. I slowly sunk the head of his cock into her mouth. My lips slid further down the shaft as I was able to take three quarters of his cock inside. He moaned, Sajid just could not believe that I hadn’t said a word to him! I began to bob my head back and forth on his crotch, sucking hard on his huge member.

‘Slurp…slurp…slurp….slurp…slurp…slurp…’I slurped loudly on Sajid’s dick, my soft lips gliding smoothly up and down his long rod. Sajid stood before me as I sucked ravenously on his oversized cock. My small hand cupped his balls, gently caressing them as my tongue licked at the head of his dick every time it withdrew. He placed his hands on the back of my head, guiding me as I gave him an incredible blowjob. He loved me! I was so hot; he couldn’t believe I was doing this to him! He was holding my hair back so he could watch my pretty face. My eyes were closed my lips snugly wrapped around his shaft, bobbing back and forth. I was still incredibly turned on, I knew my pussy was very moist, my panties must be soaked! I was starting to realize that I was addicted to it. That having this cock inside me every week wouldn’t be enough, that every few days wouldn’t be enough; even every day may not be enough! I enjoyed his cock so much I found myself thoroughly enjoying sucking on it. I found myself desperate to please him. That making him happy would make me happy. I loved swallowing cum, but I wanted to give him a show that I’d never given anyone, including Yash. Heart pounding, I put all my efforts into giving the best head ever. It did not take all that long to bring Sajid to the brink.

“I’m cumming…” Sajid groaned. I bobbed my head two more times on his cock, making sure that he was at the point of no return, and then I pulled his cock out of my mouth with a loud ‘Slurp’. I looked at him, mouth wide open as I held his giant cock out before me, aiming it at my face. Sajid moaned, and I could feel his cock jerk in my hand. He watched a load of white cum fire hard out of his cock and land in a puddle on my forehead. I blinked as it barely missed my eye; I stroked his long cock as I felt his hot seed hit my face. Another shot fired out, this one shooting square in my mouth. Hot salty flavored cum landed on my tongue. My small hand stroked him slowly, and a river of cum gushed out the end. It didn’t really shoot with much power as much as it just kind of poured out. Some got on my chin, a lot got all over my small hand and wrist, and I got quite a bit on my black T-shirt. It was so thick the white goo stayed on top of my T-shirt, not sinking into the material.

Sajid watched as I squeezed more out the end of his cock, and then wrapped my lips around it, sucking his man juice dry. My small hand was stroking his organ towards my face, and every time my hand got to the end of his cock, I hit my chin with my hand. This got cum all over my chin, too! When I released his cock, his cock didn’t soften. Just looking at such a beautiful face, with his cum all over it made it easy for him to maintain a semi hard state. I blew his mind even further by licking his cream off of my hand. I wiped my chin with my hand, this time just wiping it into my tight boxer shorts. I’d a big, triumphant smile on my face.

“Did you like that?” were my first words.

“Oh God...Wow…” Sajid laughed in disbelief. I giggled, and then I pushed my boxers down my smooth, sexy legs, kicking them off quickly. My gorgeous pussy came into his view; I lay back on the bed.

“Your turn to do me…now…” I said with a giggle and a smirk. I opened my legs wide before him, hiding nothing. My perfect, tiny feet were flat on the bed far apart; my pussy was his for the taking.

Sajid was fully erect instantly. He knelt before me at the end of the bed and began kissing from my knee, up my soft inner thigh towards my treasure. The lovely scent of my womanhood hit his nostrils and he took it all in as he kissed my smooth, creamy white skin. He licked up the top of my leg, just beside my vagina. My heart was pounding as I watched him lick me just beside where I wanted to be licked. He kissed the quivering lips of my cunt, and I sucked in my breath as a wave of pleasure struck me. Sajid slid his tongue far into me, tasting me, licking the inner walls of my snatch. He sucked my lips into his mouth, and began to slowly run his tongue up and down them.

I slid my hand down my body, over my cum covered shirt, to hold his bald head between my thighs. “Ohhhh…” I sighed, my toes wiggling as I tried not to squirm. Sajid tongue teased my sensitive lips that he held in his mouth as I began to subtly writhe my crotch in his face. He released me, and slowly licked from the very bottom of my slit up to the top, gently nudging my clitoris. I gasped as pleasure fired throughout my body. My heart skipped a beat. He once again slid his tongue deep into my tunnel, wiggling it around inside me, just teasing me. I desperately needed either a good fuck, or have my clit licked, and he was doing neither, just making me want it more. Sajid kissed my swollen lips again while I breathed laboriously. His tongue snaked out and he lightly lapped at my clit. “Ohhhh…” I breathed again, legs subconsciously opening wider.

Sajid slid his hands under my ass, squeezing my soft ass cheeks. He sucked my clitoris into his mouth, holding it between his lips. His tongue rapidly licked over the button, shooting bolts of pleasure up my spine and throughout my body. “Ohhh…” I moaned louder as I felt an orgasm approach. I began to writhe my cunt more vigorously in his face, my hand pushing him harder into my crotch as his tongue licked lightening quick over my sensitive clit. “Ohhhhhh…” I breathed, cumming. My thighs pressed together around his head and I raised my ass high off of the bed and into his face. My pussy pulsated around his tongue as I came violently. My entire body was on fire and everything else in the world was forgotten. The dim light of the lamp in the bedroom glinted off the ring on the finger of my left hand as it held his head between my thighs. Finally I released him, coming to my senses.

“Ohhh God…” I moaned, smiling down at him. Sajid kissed my cunt and crawled up the bed on top of me. I wrapped my arms around his neck, looking up at him as he reached down in between him and grabbed his cock. I kissed him, closing my eyes and sucking hard on his lips. I was breathing heavily into his mouth as he ran the fat head of his cock up and down the quivering lips of my cunt. He broke the kiss.

“Do you want this in you?” Sajid asked politely, with a smile.

“Sure!” I replied with a smile. Sajid held the swollen head at the entrance to my treasure and began to push forward. My tight lips parted for his rod and he slowly eased half of himself inside me.

“Mmmmmmm…” I moaned, eyes closing as I felt myself begin to fill up. My pussy warmed the top half of his cock, the bottom half still feeling the air of the bedroom. Sajid pulled out of my slick cunt slightly, and then pushed forward again. His entire cock slid into my vagina.

“Ohhhhh fuuuck…” I sighed as that sensation, the one where I felt full almost to bursting, hit me. Sajid held himself inside me and he looked at me. I opened my eyes and looked at him. I smiled and we kissed, tongues exploring as he remained deep inside my warmth. I was so horny that really needed to be fucked hard. His tongue felt nice, his huge cock in me felt amazing. I needed to feel that long hard cock sliding in and out of me as fast as possible. I broke the kiss, breathing heavily, looking at him. I was about to tell him to start moving when I heard the front door open and slam shut.

Sajid jumped off of me, hard cock waving back and forth with his sudden movement.

“In the closet…” I hissed. I scrambled back into my boxers as Sajid grabbed his clothes and hurried into the closet. I’d just pulled my boxers up over my ass and curled on the bed, feigning sleep and Sajid had just quietly shut the closet door behind him when Yash walked into the bedroom.

Yash saw me lying in bed, facing the other way. The light was still on and he could clearly see my beautiful body, the lovely shape of my beautiful ass could be seen in my skin tight boxers.

“Are you asleep Reema?” Yash asked. He had no idea that when he walked in the front door, Sajid’s cock was 9 inches inside my vagina.

“Mmmm…” I grumbled my reply, trying to calm my heart down. My pussy was tingling like mad. I found myself incredibly pissed off that my husband would interrupt me like that when I was getting laid!

“I’m just grabbing my wallet….we’re going to the bar…” Yash said.

“Well hurry the fuck up!” I thought, cunt aching to get fucked again. Yash grabbed his wallet off the dresser and leaned over the bed, his arm slipping around my stomach. I didn’t know it at the time but Yash arm was 2 inches beneath the thick glob of Sajid’s cum that remained on top of my shirt. Yash kissed my cheek and I turned my head, eyes still closed. Yash kissed my mouth, having no idea that less than 10 minutes earlier my mouth was wrapped around a thick cock, getting Sajid off. By the time Yash left, I was almost as angry as I was horny. I’d a wicked temper and for some reason, I lost it. I was pissed off, maybe it was how horny I was and my satisfaction was interrupted, but I was very pissed off and very horny. I got off the bed and poked my head out the door. Yash was gone.

I tore off my T-shirt angrily and threw cum covered material on the floor, revealing my beautiful boobs. My skin was creamy white; my nipples were rock hard as I was incredibly turned on. I pushed down my shorts, becoming completely naked as I ripped open the closet door. Inside was a naked, semi hard Sajid, who became instantly hard again at the sight of me naked before him. I grabbed him by the hand.

“Come on.” I commanded angrily, leading him out of the bedroom. “I want you to fuck me at the doorway.”

“What if he comes back?” Sajid protested as he followed me. He couldn’t help but stare at my sexy, naked ass as I walked in front of him.

“I don’t fuck care…he shouldn’t have interrupted us…it would serve him right…” I answered as we got to the front door.

“Now fuck me!” I ordered.

Sajid had never seen this side of me before and was caught off guard. But that was one command he would never disobey! He pressed me roughly against the door, his mouth covering mine. From behind him, I could not be seen. His large body covered mine completely as he shoved his tongue into my mouth. His hand reached down between my legs and he rubbed my slit. I was incredibly wet. “Mmmmmph.” I moaned into his mouth as his fingers rubbed my gash. He reached behind me, grabbing my ass and lifting me up along the door. I wrapped my short legs around his waist, locking my tiny feet behind him. He pushed his body down a little and then raised up, his fat cock piercing my entrance.

“Ohhhh…” I moaned, breaking the kiss as 3 inches of Sajid’s cock entered her wetness. He thrusted again and he was completely inside me, buried in my warmth.

“Ohhh yesss…” I sighed, eyes closed as I finally got that cock back inside me. Sajid held my beautiful ass in both hands and pressed me hard against the door. He began to slide in and out of me using long hard strokes.

“Unh…Unh….Mmmmm….Ssssss…Unh…” My moans were so loud that Yash wouldn’t even have to come back in to know what was going on. Anyone casually walking past our door would hear my cries. My feet were flailing behind his thrusting ass, desperately trying to lock around each other and pull him into me. I felt an orgasm on its way already, and my moans grew louder and higher pitched. In and out of me his long cock slid over and over my arms were around his neck, holding him tight as I got screwed by Sajid right against my front door just seconds after my husband walked out it.

“OHHHHH…” I came hard, helpless, at the mercy of this gigantic organ that was driving itself into me. I was so hot, and such a good fuck that normally Sajid would be cumming right now. Fortunately he had the pleasure of cumming all over my face earlier, and so had some longevity. He fucked me through my intense orgasm, but had to stop because his arms were getting tired. He pulled his cock out of me, and I felt so empty. He pushed me up against the bar of the kitchen and I bent over in front of him, resting my arms on the counter. My ass was so amazing he thought his heart would explode with desire. Round and perfect, creamy white skin; he fell to his knees behind me and began to rain kisses all over my bum. His hands were kneading the cheeks as he kissed all over them, closer and closer to my crack. My heart was pounding, I felt very wicked and I wanted to intensify that feeling. I found myself wanting him to fuck me up the ass.

I’d done that several times with Yash but Yash was smaller than the monster cock that Sajid wielded. I found myself a little scared of the size though, but it would not go away.

Sajid was thinking about the same thing, minus the fear. He loved my ass and aimed to fuck it someday. He hoped that day was today. His tongue snaked out and licked from one end of my slit to the other, causing me to gasp. Suddenly, he slipped his tongue into my pussy, burying his face in my ass.

“Ohhhhh…” I sighed, squirming before him as he tasted my juices. Sajid slowly licked up to the skin between my slit and my ass, and tingles of anticipation shot through me. He wasn’t sure how I’d react to him licking my asshole, so he just licked up close to it, spreading my ass cheeks with his hands, seeing if I would object. I sighed again, and he took that as permission to continue. His tongue slowly circled the tight hole of my anus, teasing me. I was all his, at his mercy. He slipped his tongue into my asshole as far as he could.

“Ohhhhh yessss…” was all I could say. Now I really wanted him in my ass. Or at least try. He was fucking my ass with his tongue, and my desire for more attention there grew to the extent that I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Do you want to fuck me up the ass, Sajid?” I breathed. He nearly shot cum into the air at my words.

“Oh God, yes!” he replied, eagerly. Sajid scrambled to his feet, standing behind me. He ran the head of his cock down the crack of my ass.

“You’re too big, Sajid…you need to get the Vaseline out of the bathroom” I said, Sajid practically ran to the bathroom, grabbed the jar, and was back in seconds. I remained bent over the counter. In fact, I bent over further, giving my beautiful ass completely to him. Sajid coated his finger with Vaseline, and slid it into my ass, lubing up the entrance.

“Ohhhhh…” I cried, feeling some pain but a lot of pleasure. And that was just his finger! He coated the head of his cock with the lubricant and positioned himself behind me. Sajid placed the head of his cock at the gateway to my anus, he pushed forward, and his thick head squeezed its way into my tight hole.

“Fuuuuck….” I moaned, wincing; my ass was stretched wider than ever, and it hurt. But bolts of pleasure shot up my body at the same time.

“Go slow.” I grunted. Sajid pulled the head out of my ass, and I suddenly felt relieved. Yet for some reason, I felt a huge need to have him back in there. Sajid eased himself back into my ass; this time pushing until 3 inches was inside me.

“Ohhhhhh….” I felt stretched so wide! I was gasping for breath. Sajid was so thick; my ass was gripping his cock like a vice. He began to slowly slide one third of his cock in and out of my asshole. Heart pounding, the pain eventually died down and I relaxed. The pleasure in my ass was immense, I was glad I let him in there.

Suddenly, Sajid slid 6 inches of his cock into my asshole. “UNH!” I grunted in pain. A bolt of pleasure shot through my body. I felt so full! I’d no idea that he wasn’t done yet! Now he began to fuck my ass with two thirds of his pole; 6 inches of his organ sliding in and out of my tight asshole. I was bent over before him, gritting my teeth as a thick cock slid in and out of my ass half a foot. This was Yash’s length, so it’s been done before to me, though not this thick.

After awhile, I was able to relax and truly enjoy it. An orgasm had been slowly creeping forward within me, and now that pain had eased off, it was creeping forward even faster. Now Sajid slid 7 inches in me, than 8. “UNH! UNH!” I cried out, each time he went deeper. The pain was back, but the pleasure was all consuming. His entire 9 inch cock slid inside my asshole, right there at the front door, and he held himself there, deep inside.

“Ohhhhh God you’re so big Sajid…!” I grunted. My pussy and ass were on fire, I was on the brink of what would be a huge orgasm. Now he began to slowly fuck my tight anus with his entire cock, lightly slapping against my ass cheeks with each thrust. They shook with each impact as he entered me so deep. An orgasm surged within me as he ass fucked me faster using long strokes.

“UNH…UNH….SSSSsss…..MMMMMMmmmm….Uuuunnnhhhhh….” I moaned, heart pounding. I came; my entire body was in flames. My pussy convulsed and my asshole pulsated as Sajid drove his cock in and out of it. He could feel my ass squeezing and releasing his cock as he fucked it. When my orgasm subsided, I nearly collapsed in front of him. My legs could no longer hold me up, and my arms saved me.

“No more…” I breathed, “Please stop!” Sajid reluctantly pulled his manhood out of my loosened asshole.

“Carry me to the bedroom.” I ordered, too weak to walk there myself. Sajid scooped me up, naked, in his arms and carried me to the bedroom, setting me down in the bed. I lay there, on my husband Yash’s side of the bed, and opened my legs for Sajid. My eyes were on his huge member as he got on the bed and knelt between my legs. My chest was heaving as I tried to catch my breath, my cunt was aching with desire, and my ass was still buzzing from the cock that was ramming in and out of it. Sajid grabbed his cock and aimed at my treasure. My quivering pussy opened up for him, and sucked him inside all the way in one stroke.

“Ohhhhhh!” I moaned as my warmth enveloped him. I put my arms around his neck and he looked into my eyes as he began to slide his hard organ in and out of me at a steady pace. I was in heaven, having such a large cock slide in and out of my needy, hungry vagina as I lay on my husband’s side of the bed. My eyes were closed in ecstasy and my eyebrows were raised. My tits were bouncing up and down with each of his thrusts, and my moans could be heard throughout the house. Finally, Sajid could take no more. He was losing it. He began to ram violently in and out of me, carrying me to an orgasm right along with him.

“Unh…Unh…Ooohhhh….SSSSS…Unh…Mmmmm….” I came, my moans were very high pitched, and my tiny feet were flailing in the air helplessly behind his thrusting ass. Sajid was jack hammering in and out of me while I came hard. He lost it, sliding his entire cock deep into my vagina. His cock spasmed and a thick stream of his seed fired into my womb. He moaned, shooting another load of cum inside me as my orgasm continued. He could not stop his cock from twitching inside me, I was so incredibly hot. He shot what must have been a river of cum into my hungry pussy; right there in the bed I shared with a man I was married to. Sajid could not believe his luck!

Finally, we both calmed down, and he kissed my tenderly, lips smacking loudly as I rubbed my crotch against his groin, trying to milk him of all his semen. He stayed inside me for 10 minutes as he grew soft, just kissing me, smiling, talking. Sajid slid out of me and got dressed. I could feel his cum, mingled with my juices, flow out of me and onto Yash’s side of the bed. I stayed in that position for awhile, even after Sajid left. Naked, legs wide, cum dripping out of me until there was a pool on his side of the bed. Finally, I slipped on some panties and turned off the light, going to sleep.

An hour later, Yash came home, very drunk. He was too drunk to really notice. He caressed the side of my soft body as he kissed me goodnight. He had no idea that if he caressed down to my crotch, he would find my panties very wet as they absorbed even more of Sajid’s cum.

Chapter -12 Coming Soon

kittepo · 11-03-2020, 11:09 PM

Reema -- you clever girl - super update

pro10 · 11-03-2020, 11:56 PM

excellent update.
pleaae write from woman's perspective.

jtiwary · 12-03-2020, 08:41 AM

oooo wwwwooowww!!!! damn girl.. this is super!!

kittepo · 13-03-2020, 07:17 PM

Please update regularly until the quarantine is over Smile

reema4uhoney · 15-03-2020, 12:16 PM

Chapter -12 (Sajid & Savitri)

Next day I decided to visit the neighbor house where Sajid used to work to tease him. As soon as I entered the neighbor house and looked around for any sign of movement. There was none. I then remembered that Sajid used to work in the first floor, so, I walked through the stairs leading to the first floor. I saw the room where Sajid used to work and slowly started walking towards it. As I got closer to the room, I saw that the door of the room was closed. Perhaps Sajid had left to bring some materials. As I was about to turn back and leave, I heard a faint noise coming from the room; I turned back and tried to listen hard, I heard it again but couldn’t clearly make out whom or what was making that noise. I slowly walked over to the room and placed my ear on the door of the room. Now the voice was a little clearer and it sounded like someone was moaning or perhaps crying.

I wanted to investigate further, so I walked around the room quietly to find a window and soon found one. I hid below the window and slowly raised my head, just enough to peep inside the room. The sight that I saw almost made me scream but I somehow managed to control myself and duck down. “Was it really happening?” I thought. I again raised my head to peep and this time I continued watching. Sajid was standing in the middle of the room, buck naked and Savitri was on her knees sucking his cock. Sajid was holding her head and driving his cock into her mouth, whereas Savitri was just holding on to his thighs and taking his oral onslaught. Savitri was wearing a couple of bangles on her left hand which made a clinging noise every time she moved. She was wearing an anklet on her left leg and her right leg was hidden from me. I saw Sajid’s jumpsuit, and his briefs lying at his side whereas Savitri’s sari and her undergarments were lying in one corner of the room.

My eyes were soon focused on Savitri’s mouth as I watched in awe as Sajid’s cock went in and out of her mouth. Sajid was fucking her mouth roughly; Sajid held on to Savitri’s head as he drove his cock in and out of her mouth really fast and Savitri would gag after every couple of strokes. Sajid had closed his eyes and had thrown his head back and was panting as Savitri sucked his cock. Savitri also had her eyes closed and was clearly enjoying being treated so roughly by Sajid. The scene in front of me was just too much to handle and I gently put my hand inside my pants and started flicking my clit. Sajid kept hammering Savitri’s mouth and the balls made a slapping sound as they slapped against Savitri chin. Savitri then took her right hand over to her pussy and started fingering herself. She was soon furiously fingering her pussy and sucking Sajid’s cock and her shivering body made it very clear that she was going to cum. As Savitri body shook violently, Sajid let her go and she just collapsed on the ground, screaming in pleasure, still fingering herself. She just had an orgasm and that too a massive one. I just kept staring as Savitri kept arching her back and moaning, as if she was being electrocuted rather than Cumming.

Savitri shook and shivered like that for close to a minute before calming down, she took the fingers out of her pussy and put them into her mouth. As she lay still, my attention went back to Sajid, he was standing a couple of feet away from Savitri, stroking his cock and enjoying the view. Once Savitri was done with her orgasm, she tried to get back on her feet but the sheer magnitude of the orgasm prevented her from standing up. Sajid grabbed her arm and pulled her back on her feet and into his arms. He squeezed her boobs really hard, making her squeal. He lowered his head on to her right breast and started biting the nipple. Savitri closed her eyes and ran her hand through Sajid hair and moaned loudly as she enjoyed being manhandled by Sajid. After a couple of minutes, Sajid pushed Savitri away and started walking over to the table. He opened a drawer and took out a condom.

In the meanwhile, Savitri sat on the couch and spread her legs wide, waiting eagerly for Sajid, Sajid walked over to her and stood by the couch. He tore open the condom pack and quickly wore the condom over his cock. He kneeled down at the edge of the couch and pulled Savitri closer to the edge. His cock was now touching her pussy and he rubbed it a couple of times on the pussy before shoving it in one stroke. Savitri screamed as Sajid’s cock was buried to the hilt inside her. Sajid didn’t wait for her pussy to get adjusted to his cock and straight away started pounding her pussy. Savitri’s screams soon turned into moans of pleasure as Sajid kept pummeling her pussy. He held on to her waist and kept fucking her hard. Sajid kept fucking her for several minutes, occasionally squeezing her breasts and bending over to suck and bite them. After a while he stood up and placed his left knee on the couch and shoved his cock back into her pussy and resumed fucking her.

In the mean time I’d an orgasm and another one was fast approaching. My fingers were driving in and out of my pussy really fast. I closed my eyes and bit my lip hard, trying to prevent myself from screaming. A few seconds later, the orgasm hit me. My legs went numb and I just collapsed on the floor. I opened my eyes after the orgasm was over and again raised my head over the window. By now Savitri was sitting up on the couch and was back to sucking Sajid’s cock. After a few seconds Sajid moaned loudly and started spraying his seed all over Savitri’s face. Within seconds her face was covered with cum and a few strands landed on her hair. Once he was done Cumming, Sajid just sat on the couch catching his breath while Savitri had almost passed out. Sajid’s cock was rapidly losing erection, and was shining from all the saliva and cum and it looked magnificent.

A few minutes later Sajid got up and walked over the table. He threw a towel lying on the table towards Savitri. Savitri then walked over to collect her clothes. Sajid by then started dressing up and I realized that it was time to scoot from here. I tip toed around the room and then gathered pace as I walked away from the room. As I was about to turn around the corner, my hand hit something and it fell to the floor making a loud noise. The empty and open house amplified the sound and startled me. I stopped and looked down and saw that a large spanner had fallen on the floor. I immediately turned back and started walking, within seconds I was in my front gate, as I was opening my front gate; I saw Sajid standing at the window, staring at me. I hurriedly got into the house and closed the door. I just stood still against the door trying to normalize my breathing. I closed my eyes and the whole scene flashed before me. I opened my eyes and ran towards the bathroom. I washed my face with cold water for several minutes before I calmed down a little and walked back into the bedroom.

Chapter -13 Coming Soon

reema4uhoney · 15-03-2020, 02:28 PM

Chapter -13 (Sajid & Me, little of Yash)

After watching Sajid fucking Savitri I was turned on. I decided to change my clothes and get into something comfortable. My panties were still wet from the orgasms I’d in the garage, it had left a small wet spot on my jeans too. I took off my jeans and top and threw them in the laundry basket. I opened my cupboard and took out a T shirt and pair of shorts and kept them on the bed. I went over to the dressing table to comb my hair. As I was combing my hair, I started thinking about Sajid again.

I threw the comb away and fell on the bed. I closed my eyes, trying to remove all such thoughts from my head but it was like the whole scene was embossed in my memory. As I thought more and more about Sajid, I started fingering myself again. In no time I was moaning to a massive orgasm. As the orgasm ended, I just laid still with my eyes closed shut. A few minutes later, I heard a car pull up in to the drive way. I knew it was Yash. I’d to have him. I needed a cock in me right now! I walked into the living room and I heard the latch of the door turning around.

“Reema...I am home honeyyy...” Yash said as he looked at me half naked standing in the hallway. I just didn’t say anything and ran towards him and jumped on him.

“Whaoo!” Yash yelled before falling on the floor with me on top of him. I just didn’t let him talk anymore as I’d my mouth on his. Yash was too shocked to respond for a few seconds but the man inside him bounced back and he started kissing me back. We were lying on the floor, in the living room, right next to the door and were hungrily devouring each other. I got off Yash and pulled him up. I grabbed his tie and started walking towards the bedroom. Yash dropped his brief case on the floor and dumbly followed me.

“Ree...what’s this?” Yash asked.

“Remember…our whirlwind sexual pleasure…now shut up and follow me…” I said as pulled him inside the bedroom and pushed him on the bed. I stood in front of him and took of my bra and my panties before kneeling down in front of him. I pulled the shoes off his feet and threw them away. I then untied the belt of his trousers and started taking off his pants. As soon as the pants were off, I grabbed his cock and put it into my mouth.

“Aahh...” Yash moaned I sucked on his cock hard.

“Fuck my mouth…” I said to him.

“What?” Yash asked.

“I said...fuck my mouth…mouth fuck me…” I almost screamed at him. Yash stood up and started fucking my mouth. He fucked my mouth for a couple of more minutes before I pushed him back on to the bed.

Yash was lying on the bed still wearing his suit, shirt and his tie. I climbed on top of him. I held his cock with my left hand and placed it at my pussy. I slowly sat on his cock and sighed as finally; I’d my pussy stuffed. The relief and the pleasure I felt was amazing. I got into a squatting position and started jumping on his cock. The whole bed shook and creaked violently as I jumped harder and faster on Yash’s cock. I squeezed my breasts and moaned loudly as Yash cock drove deeper into my pussy.

I was so turned on, even after Cumming three times, that I orgasmed within a couple of minutes.

My screams pushed Yash off the edge too and he came deep inside me. I collapsed on him and he wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tight. We just lay there, not speaking a word to each other, trying hard to catch our breaths. I rolled over him to his side and rested my head on his arm. Finally, after a few minutes, I opened my mouth to speak.

“So... what’s new?” I asked.

“Well...you tell me...what the hell was that?” Yash asked.

“You didn’t like it?” I asked back.

“Did you hear me complain?” Yash replied. I giggled at him and hugged him tight.

“I told you as long as you’re with me…you’ll enjoy our whirlwind sexual pleasure…” I said. We soon stopped talking and my eyes started closing as I drifted into sleep. After a short nap of passionate love making, I woke up to see Yash packing his clothes in a bag. I was naked under the sheets. I covered my breasts as I sat up and looked at the clock on the side table.

“Good evening honey…” Yash said, smiling at me.

“Good evening. I am sorry…slept too long…” I said, still a little sleepy.

“Don’t worry dear…after all, you did all the hard work...he he...” Yash giggled as he continued stuffing clothes in his suitcase.

“Why’re you packing your bags?” I asked.

“You didn’t let me tell you…I’m going to Chennai tonight for the Pan India Zonal Manager’s conference…” Yash said as he closed the zip of his bag.

“Ohhh...when will you return?” I asked.

“Around Friday…I’m sorry Reema…you know how my work schedule is in the year end…I promise I’ll take you on Goa tour soon…” Yash said as he sat close to me. I rested my head on his shoulder and Yash kissed me on the head. We sat like that for a while before I pulled of the sheet off my body and got off the bed.

“Let me make up a hot cup of coffee….” I said as I started walking towards the kitchen, buck naked.

Yash left that night and I was at home, wondering about what happened in the morning. I saw my maid Savitri getting fucked by my lover Sajid. Savitri was having an affair with Sajid…when she saw me with Sajid…she knew soon Sajid will have me…feeling insecure she warned me to stay away from Sajid. Next day as I was returning from dropping Ritika at college, I met Sajid.

“Saw your husband leaving yesterday…” Sajid said.

“Yes…he went to Chennai for a conference…” I replied.

“Let me take you for a ride…” Sajid said.

“You know how to drive a car…” I asked.

“Yes…indeed…there is lot of things you don’t know about me…” Sajid replied.

I step out of the car and Sajid got into the driver’s seat and I sat next to him; Sajid hit the road. After clearing several blocks, Sajid took the highway. As he sped on the highway, I sat, still and quiet, my hand on my knees staring down the road. Sajid was looking more at me and less at the road and I pointed it out to him.

“You’re so beautiful…just can’t take my eyes off you…” Sajid said with a naughty smile.

Now we were well outside the city and were on the intercity highway. After staying quite for a while, Sajid spoke “Did you enjoy yesterday’s show?”

“What are you talking about….I’ve no clue…what are you talking about? ” I said, feigning innocence.

“Don’t lie Reema…the look on your face…just tells me that you saw me with Savitri yesterday…” Sajid replied.

“Savitri may be your maid…but she too had her needs…I just couldn’t bear to see a lonely…helpless young woman…so I decided to look after her needs…” Sajid said with a smile.

“Ohh…so that’s how you take care of Savitri…by fucking them mercilessly?” I said.

“Hahahaha...so the cat is finally out of the bag...I knew you saw me yesterday…” Sajid said and laughed loudly.

“Well…that’s my style…and you to love my style…” Sajid said as he gently caressed my thighs. I shivered in excitement as he ran his large palm over my thighs. My cheeks turned red with his slight touch. Sajid immediately pulled the car off the highway over to a road away from the highway. I knew this road; it was an old state highway project which was stalled due to protests and was left incomplete after a court stay order. As we drove over the road, the number of buildings reduced to a point where there was nothing around. After years of neglect, the road had worn out and there was thick vegetation around. Sajid stopped the car after a while and got out of the car and stood in front of the bonnet. I got out of the car, closed the door and stood with my back against the car door.

“Let me see your boobs now…” Sajid said coming near to me with a wicked smile on his face.

“What do you mean…here…in the middle of the road…” I asked.

“Yes…here…I’ve wanted to do this for a long time…none of my wife agrees to my fantasy…there is no one around to disturb us…what you say Reema…can I see your delicious beautiful boobs now…” Sajid said as he caught my hand and rubbed my palms gently. I was too stunned to reply and just stared at him, in the meanwhile Sajid had brought his hands over to my breasts and was caressing them slowly but firmly.

My silence encouraged Sajid further, he grabbed my hair with his left hand and my arm with his right. He lowered his head and kissed me hard. He bit my lip and I moaned in his mouth. As he broke the kiss and withdrew, I saw blood on his lips but it wasn’t his, it was mine! My lips were bleeding; such was the ferocity of the kiss. He caught my wrists with his left hand and pulled the collar of my shirt with his right hand. He peeped inside for a few seconds and the said “Shall I…” Sajid then grabbed my left hand and placed it over his crotch. I gasped as I touched it. I started caressing it; I ran my hands over his bulge and squeezed it lightly.

By then, Sajid had his hand inside my top and was fondling my bra clasped breasts. He was very rough and I would moan occasionally. I ran my hand down to his balls and grabbed them and squeezed them. Sajid then grabbed my top and began lifting it. I complied and raised my hands to allow him to pull it over my head and throw it over the roof of the car. He then got back to fondling my breasts. I looked down but saw his raging erection under his pants. I grabbed his crotch again and began caressing it. By now Sajid let go off my left hand and brought his left hand over to my breasts and started squeezing them. I, on the other hand, moved my hand behind him and grabbed his butt. I pulled him a closer till his crotch was rubbing against my mound.

Sajid lifted my face to face him and bent down to kiss me. This time, the kiss wasn’t rough, it was passionate. As Sajid munched my lips, my breathing got heavier and I kissed him back. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer. Sajid abruptly broke the kiss, turned me around and pushed me against the car door. He removed my hair clip and let my hair loose. He then kissed my shoulder and neck before pushing my hair over my right shoulder. He unhooked my bra and removed the straps off my shoulder. The white bra was caught between my breasts and the car window and refused to fall to the ground. Sajid then turned me around to face him and soon as he did that, the bra fell to the ground. To tease him I instinctively covered my breasts with my hands, Sajid wasn’t interested in my show of modesty and immediately removed my hands from my breasts and pinned them against the car door. He again kissed me hard, holding my hands tight against the car door leaving me no scope to cover myself.

After a few minutes of passionate kissing Sajid let me go. I stood silently as Sajid started at my heaving breasts. He then cupped them and fondled them for a while before lowering his mouth over my left breast.

“Aaah….ssss….” I moaned and sighed as Sajid clamped his mouth on my nipple and began sucking it. I held on to his waist and pulled him closer as he continued sucking my tit. He began squeezing my right breast with his right hand, intensifying the pleasure. A couple of minutes later, he moved his mouth over to my right breast and began sucking it. His left hand replaced his mouth at my left breast. He continued sucking and fondling my breasts for several minutes before squeezing them hard one last time. He then kneeled in front of me and began unhooking my jeans. I caught his hands, trying to avoid being naked on the road. But the attempt miserably failed when Sajid pushed aside my hands and I just let him continue without further resistance. It was as if time slowed down and everything moved in slow motion. I could hear the button click as it was opened and could hear the zipper as it was slowly dragged down. Sajid grabbed the jeans at my waist and started dragging them down. My white thong came into view as he dragged the jeans all the way down to my feet.

I gently stepped out of the jeans and stood there, right in the middle of nowhere, almost completely naked in front of Sajid. I was embarrassed and extremely turned on at the same time. I didn’t know what to do. Try to hide myself or to show myself to Sajid, Sajid ended the confusion by dragging down my thong as well.

“Hmmm…nice…” Sajid said as he inspected my clean shaven, naked pussy. It was the first time that I was naked outside the confines of a room. Sajid stood up and pulled me away from the car. I was now standing a few feet away from the car and he was walking around me checking my naked body which was on display in broad day light. He was passing all sorts of dirty comments which, far from offending me, were turning me on.

“You fulfill my fantasy…I was waiting for this day…the day when I can see someone like you naked in a street…” Sajid said as he kept walking around me.

“You’re born to be fucked…born to please me…get fucked by me…” Sajid said.

“Ohhh…your ass…it’s just perfect…” Sajid said and slapped my ass cheek hard.

“Aahh…” I moaned as Sajid landed another slap on my ass.

“You like it don’t you Reema?" Sajid asked as he slapped my ass again, this time harder than the previous ones.

“Ummm…” I moaned at being treated like a cheap slut.

Sajid stood behind me and grabbed my right breast with his right hand and caressed my pussy with his left hand. My pussy was leaking from all the hot taboo action that had happed in the last several minutes and he was quick to comment on it.

“Look your pussy is wet…you pretend to be very pious…but the fact is that you’re as slutty and kinky as any whore… don’t worry…I’ll take care of that pussy soon…” Sajid said as he flicked my clit a couple of times. He continued playing with my clit and my nipples for a few minutes, before I heard a car approaching. I looked down the road and saw a black sedan speeding towards us. I hurriedly broke away from Sajid and opened the door and was about to enter the car when Sajid grabbed me from behind and started fondling my boobs.

“Please…can’t you see the car coming towards us?” I pleaded miserably but Sajid didn’t listen. The car was now just a few hundred meters away from us when it started slowing down. I was shit scared and feared that the car would stop. The car slowed down and I could see its tinted glass rolled up. The driver of the car honked a couple of times and drove away from us.

“Whew…that was close….you’re fucking crazy?” I yelled at Sajid.

“Hahaha….you enjoyed it didn’t you?” Sajid said.

“No I didn’t…” I replied in anger.

“Ohh yes…you did…or else, why is this pussy leaking even more?” Sajid said as he pushed his finger inside my pussy.

“Aaah…” I moaned as Sajid fingered me. It was exciting to be caught in this state on the road but I just couldn’t admit it.

“Now let’s get into the car…” Sajid said and opened the back door of the car. He pushed me inside and I got in on my fours. He also got inside and was kneeling on the back seat behind me. He fondled and slapped my ass for a minute before he bent over and started kissing and licking my ass cheeks. I turned my head to look at him and pulled his head closer. He started licking my asshole and inserted his thick middle finger inside my pussy and started fingering me.

“You like that huh…you like my fingers inside your pussy?” Sajid said as he continued fingering me.

“Yeah…yes…don’t stop….” I said with great effort. Sajid started squeezing my boobs with his left hand as his right hand was busy fingering me and his tongue was busy on my asshole.

“Ohh…yeah…ohhh…” I moaned as Sajid fingered me faster and harder. The rimming was just adding to the effect and my orgasm was drawing close. My moans turned to screams as the orgasm, the biggest one of my life grew inside my pussy.

“Aahh…Mmmmm….Unh….Sssss….” I screamed as I orgasmed. I screamed so loudly that I thought the nearby villagers would come running to us. We were inside the car and the windows had been rolled up so I screamed without fear.

Chapter -14 Coming Soon

kittepo · 15-03-2020, 04:44 PM

I am starting to enjoy this version a lot - please keep it cumming - How is Reema going to handle Sajid, Yash, Savitri and Sajid's three wives. What a mix

kamdev99008 · 16-03-2020, 12:50 AM

great................your narration and storyline is superb...............

keep it up

blackdesk · 16-03-2020, 03:36 AM

Only Sazid? can not other labours have chances ? think over kindly . just suggestion

jtiwary · 16-03-2020, 07:23 AM

Wow... this is super... Not only the "construction guys" but shades of Dbrew86's "The New Car" i.e. Aditi and Gurnam...... nice going!!!!!!!

desiass · 17-03-2020, 02:04 AM

Good Going....please do update frequently....slowly she is turning into sajid's Bitch

desiass · 18-03-2020, 11:41 PM

update please

jtiwary · 19-03-2020, 07:19 AM

Update... Update.... update...

sri65 · 22-03-2020, 04:05 AM

Great story....fantastic Reema...wish my wife was like that...mmmmmm

Uthita_Lingam · 22-03-2020, 09:38 PM

yes it is very erotick version

kittepo · 22-03-2020, 10:41 PM

Please update waiting to see what happens next

reema4uhoney · 22-03-2020, 10:53 PM

Chapter -14 Sajid, Me and the watchers

(Sorry guy, for delay in updating...but I promised that you'll will enjoy the delay...updating four episodes so you all can enjoy.... love Reema)

Once the orgasm ended, I was still on my fours on the back seat of my car. I heard a zipper being opened. I looked back at Sajid and he was pulling down his pants. He was ready to fuck me right inside my car but I couldn’t risk continuing this. The black sedan was a close call and someone could show up or worse, call the security officer. I didn’t want to get caught in such a situation.

“Sajid…No…not here…I don’t want to do this in open now…” I said.

“You mean you’ll do it some other time…” Sajid chuckled.

“Maybe yes…but not now…” I turned around and pulled him close and whispered into his ears, before sucking on his ear lobe. Sajid moaned and kissed me. As our tongues duelled furiously, Sajid inserted a couple of his thick fingers inside my pussy and wiggled them a few times before bringing them over my lips. He smeared my own juices over my lips and then sucked his fingers. I licked my lips, tasting the salty, tangy juices of my own body. I pulled his hand and inserted his slick fingers inside my mouth and began sucking them. I sucked his fingers like sucking a cock, bobbing my head forwards and backwards, signalling my intent.

“Let’s go now…” I said as I removed his fingers from my mouth.

“I know a right place for you…you’ll enjoy there more…” Sajid winked before getting out of the car. He grabbed my clothes, some of which were on the roof of the car and some were lying in the dirt next to it. He threw my clothes at me before removing a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lighting one. I didn’t bother to wear my bra and threw it aside before wearing my shirt. Sajid was staring at me, puffing plumes of cigarette smoke as I wore my clothes. I grabbed my panties and found them to be very wet. There was no use wearing them, I thought before tossing them aside as well.

As I was about to wear my pants, Sajid stopped me and said “No…No…you’re not going to wear them now…”

“What…you expect me to drive around bottomless?” I said in shock.

“Well…yes…I want some entertainment as we drive back.” Sajid replied as he pulled jeans out of my hands and walked over to the driver’s seat and got inside the car. I sighed and sat next to him, Sajid started the car and turned it around and soon we were on the highway. My discomfort at sitting half naked inside my own car was gone once I realized that I was in relatively safe position. The car had dark tinted windows on the side glasses which prevented anyone from seeing inside and anyone seeing me through the windscreen wouldn’t be able see my naked lower half, thanks to the high rising dashboard. The only way of seeing me in that state was that if the car stopped and someone deliberately peeped through the tinted windows but that was almost impossible considering that it was a hot march afternoon in the sparsely populated suburbs. As the car hit the highway in top gear, Sajid resumed his antics. He caressed my thigh with his left hand for a while before going for the honey pot. I shivered and sighed as Sajid flicked my clit with his thick, raspy fingers. I reclined my seat and spread my legs and let him finger me.

“How you came to know that I was watching you fucking Savitri?” I asked him as caressed his bulge with my right hand.

“I was not sure…I just guess it…just a wild guess…” Sajid replied as his fingering got faster.

“So…don’t you’ve any objection…me fucking your maid Savitri….” Sajid asked.

“Why should I’ve objection…I’m not your Begam (wife) to have objection…” I moaned as I closed my eyes, waiting another orgasm to hit me. The images of that day flashed in front of my eyes again, I moaned loudly and came. A few minutes later we were now nearing my house. Sajid turned the car into the lane and then drove it into the parking lot of the neighbour house where he was working. As we drove to the garage, I realized that no one was around.

“There is no-one around, right?” I asked just to make sure.

“It’s just you and me here right now…” Sajid replied before stopping the car. He got out of the car and closed the door before walking over to my side and opened the door. I was still cautious and looked around, just to be sure that we were alone in the garage.

“Don’t worry Reema…we’re alone here…others are away for the afternoon…no-one will be disturbing us…” Sajid said as he held my hand and gently pulled me out of the car. I stepped out of the car holding his hand and we slowly walked over to the room where he was working. I entered inside before Sajid and walked over to the table, Sajid began walking towards me. As he walked slowly, he pulled his T shirt over his head and threw it on the couch near him. He was now standing just a couple of feet away from me, in a white vest and a blue denim where as I was in a blue top with nothing underneath. I stepped closer to him and ran my hands over his chest. I pulled his vest over his head and threw it on the couch. I shivered as I gently ran my hand over his hairy chest, I flicked and lightly pinched his nipples to which Sajid moaned a little. I ran my hands over his tight stomach and his waist before again going up his arms over to his shoulders.

I rubbed his shoulders for a few moments before locking my hands behind his neck and pulling him over for a kiss. Sajid bent down and brought his lips over to meet mine. As soon as I opened my mouth, his tongue sneaked in and met my tongue. Sajid wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me closer to him. As I went into his arms, our kiss intensified and our breathing got heavier. Sajid broke the kiss and stared at me for a second before I pulled him back. He was an excellent kisser and his kiss itself made me weak in the knees. The sudden rush of excitement triggered by the kiss made me dizzy. We broke the kiss for just a second as I pulled my shirt over my head and threw it on the floor before kissing him back. I was standing on my toes kissing him, when he suddenly grabbed my ass with his large hands. Without breaking the kiss, he lifted me off the ground and I was now at his eye level. I wrapped my legs around his waist and continued kissing him. I could feel his denim covered cock rubbing against my pussy, making me moan lightly. Sajid was squeezing my ass roughly, making me moan in his mouth.

Sajid broke the kiss and lowered his head over my breasts and started biting my nipples. I threw my head back and pushed my chest forward to allow him more access to my soft but sensitive boobs.

“Aahahhh….ohhh…Sajjjjiiiiddddd….” I moaned as I closed my eyes, enjoying the insensitive treatment meted out to my extra sensitive nipples.

“Reema…Your tits are the best…I’ve ever had…I just want to keep biting them all day long…” Sajid said before going back to sucking my boobs. I was hanging in mid-air; my legs wrapped around his waist, getting my breasts mauled by him; my pussy leaking like a faucet. I started grinding my pussy against his bulge and soon Sajid reciprocated. As I was being dry humped mid-air, Sajid moved over from my breasts, kissing all the way from the top of the breast over the collar bond before settling on my neck. He kissed and licked my nape before I grabbed his hair and pulled him for a kiss. As we kissed, he walked behind the table and placed me on a large, black office chair. I spread my legs and placed them on the arms of the chair and my pussy was exposed.

Sajid kneeled in front of me and placed light kisses on my thighs. He started kissing and licking my thighs, slowly moving over to my pussy. I felt his warm breath on my pussy as his face hovered over it. He gently flicked my clit with his tongue, sending jolts of raw pleasure all over my body. He flicked my clit for couple of more times before he clamped his mouth over it and began sucking it.

“Ohhh….Sssssss…..” I moaned as Sajid sucked hard on my clit. Sajid spread my nether lips with his fingers before licking all over the length of the pussy. He repeated it for a few times before inserting in thick middle finger inside my pussy and began fingering me. At the same time, he also sucked on my clit. I arched my back and screamed in pleasure as he played with my pussy. He drove his raspy tongue inside my pussy hole intensifying the pleasure. I grabbed his head and pulled him more into me. I bucked and moaned as he continued devouring my pussy and as my orgasm got closer, I moaned and screamed feverishly. He brought his hands over to my boobs and began squeezing them. He pinched and flicked my nipples roughly as he continued his oral assault on my pussy. He then shoved his left index finger inside my mouth and I began sucking it. I could taste my own juices on his fingers, I sucked his fingers; all the while thinking of his cock.

“Aaahhh….Don’t stop…Ohhhh…” I bucked and shivered wildly when the orgasm hit me. It was perhaps the biggest one I had till now. I had never screamed like this before in my life. In just a couple of minutes, Sajid had made me cum so wildly. I kept shivering from the aftershocks of the orgasm for a couple of minutes and he by then had backed off and was standing near me. As I gathered myself after the orgasm, I looked at his crotch. Sajid noticed that and stood in front of me. He pulled the chair closer to him so that I was barely a half foot away from him, he rested his butt on the edge of the table and I got busy loosening his belt. Once the belt came off, I popped the button open and pulled the zipper down.

“It’s my turn now…” I said and giggled before digging my fingers inside his jeans and pulling it down along with his underwear to his knees. As soon as the jeans came down, his cock sprung out. The magnificent specimen of manhood was now right in front of my eyes, barely and inch away from my lips. His 9 inches cock. It had a thick but neatly trimmed bush of pubic hair around its base. The dark foreskin had retracted a little, displaying the large mushroom like cockhead underneath. The pink cock head shinned with a layer of precum oozing from its slit. The thick shaft led to a pair of massive balls which hung majestically under the cock. I gently cupped the balls with my right hand and wrapped my left hand around the shaft. I ran my hands over the cock, gauging its firmness and weighing the balls. I bent down and kissed the cock head before licking it. I licked the precum off it and tasted it. I then took the cock head inside my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. I could feel the firmness of his cock inside my mouth. Sajid closed his eyes and started moaning lightly. The look on his face was enough to turn me on further and suck his cock feverishly.

I lashed out my tongue on the slit a few times before licking the entire shaft and sucking on the cock head again. I bent a little lower and gobbled up his balls. The feeling of his heavy balls in my mouth was amazing. I sucked on his balls one by one before focusing back on the cockhead. I bobbed my head slowly as I tried to take more of him inside my mouth. The musty, pungent scent of his cock was arousing me further. After a couple of minutes of sucking his cock, I took it out of my mouth and looked at him.

“Fuck my mouth…fuck me…” I said as I looked him in the eyes. Sajid smiled wickedly as he stepped out of his pants getting naked completely. I gave his cock one final suck before getting off the chair. We were standing behind the table which did not give us enough space to do what we intended to. So, we walked away from the table towards the open space near the couch. I grabbed a pen lying on the table and tied my hair in a bun. I took a cushion from the couch and threw it on the floor before kneeling on it. Sajid stood in front of me with his cock right in front of me. He grabbed my head with both his hands before pushing his cock towards my mouth. I opened my mouth wide to accept his giant hog and soon it was inside. He shoved his entire cock inside my mouth in the very first stroke. I gagged and withdrew immediately but I wasn’t done. I again took him inside me and this time, I relaxed my throat and let his cock slide down my throat. Sajid started off with slow but long strokes. At first, he shoved only half his cock inside. The cock head would slowly disappear into my mouth, passing the jaw, sliding on my tongue and touching the back of my throat before sliding all the way out.

Sajid would pull out entirely before pushing it back into my wide-open mouth. The slow stroking allowed me to relax my throat completely and allow his cock deeper penetration of my mouth. He pressed my cheeks with his hands, making my mouth feel tighter around his cock.

“Your mouth feels so good…Reema…” Sajid moaned as his cock slid in deeper and deeper with each stroke. I wrapped my hands around his butt and tried taking him deeper. He by now had started fucking my mouth deeper and harder. He grabbed my head and started shoving his cock harder into my mouth. We soon settled into a rhythm; his massive balls struck against my chin with each powerful shove.

“Mmmppff...mmmpff....mmmpff…” I moaned as Sajid’s cock moved in and out of my mouth. He shoved his cock all the way inside my mouth, holding me back with his strong hands. His pubic hair was touching my nose and the huge cock head was almost choking me. He released me after a few seconds and resumed fucking my mouth. I was like a wanton whore and loving it; I grabbed his ball sack in my right hand and squeezed it hard making him moan loudly and fuck my mouth faster. My pussy was dripping wet and I didn’t need to touch myself to cum. The hot and heavy oral action was enough to make me cum. As I came for the fifth, perhaps the sixth time in the afternoon, Sajid let go off me and stepped back. I just collapsed to the ground, gasping for air. My eyes were watery from all the gagging and shoving and my jaw hurt like hell. Once I normalized, I crawled back at him and grabbed his cock and started stroking it. I gobbled it up once again, this time using my own blowjob technique.

“Can’t wait to feel your sweet pussy…” Sajid said as he groped my supple breasts with his strong hands. I walked over to the couch and got on it. I was on my fours, my hands resting at the top of the back rest, my knees on the couch and my feet hanging in the air. My ass was in the air and as I spread my legs, my wet shiny pussy came into view. Sajid walked over behind me and positioned his cock at my pussy entrance. He rubbed it along my pussy for a while before slowly inserting it inside.

“Aaaahhh…” I sighed as Sajid’s thick shaft stretched my pussy. Sajid slowly pushed his cock all the way inside my pussy and stopped. My pussy walls gripped his cock and began squeezing it. Sajid kept his cock buried to the hilt inside my pussy for a minute, before he slowly began withdrawing.

“Every time I enter your sweet pussy…I felt it tightness…” Sajid moaned as he slowly withdrew his cock all the way to the edge before shoving it roughly back inside.

“Aaaaahhh…” I gasped as I felt the full force of his cock. Sajid went all the way in again and began pulling it slowly after a few seconds. As he pulled back to the edge of my pussy, he grabbed my waist and then shoved it all the way back, making me gasp louder than before. He carried on his slow, long but forceful shoves into my pussy for a few times before he started fucking me with a steady pace of shorter strokes. I closed my eyes and sighed as I felt jolts of raw pleasure surge through my body, savouring each and every stroke. Sajid dug his fingers into my waist and continued fucking me.

“You love getting fucked by me…don’t you whore…” Sajid said as he slapped my ass really hard. I moaned loudly as he kept drilling my pussy. Sajid moved his right hand over to my right breast and began squeezing and pinching it; he brought his left hand over to my mouth and shoved a couple of his fingers inside, I sucked on his fingers as he continued fucking me and mauling my breasts. He stopped his stroking, compelling me to open my eyes and look back. I saw him placing his left feet on the couch and I realized that he was going for the kill. In this position, he was poised to fuck me harder, faster and deeper. He shoved his cock back inside my pussy and started fucking me again, but this time he was unstoppable.

He was like a piston of a high-power sports car, pistoning my well lubricated engine. My moans turned to screams as I gripped the couch tighter. My body shook violently as I endured the assault Sajid had mounted on my pussy and on my senses. My mind had blocked all that was around me and was focused only on the hard and fast drilling that I was receiving. All I could hear was the rapid but rhythmic ‘Splat…Splat…Splat’ noise that his gigantic balls made as they slapped against my wet, swollen pussy.

“Aaahhh….Oooohhhh….Ssssss….” I screamed as my orgasm hit me in just a matter of seconds. Sajid immediately slowed down his stroking but kept fucking my spasming pussy in slow and longer strokes which prolonged my orgasm. My mind was numb from such an intense orgasm and for a few seconds I’d no clue of what was going on but a hard slap on my ass brought me back.

“I’m not done yet…” Sajid said as he withdrew his cock from my pussy.

“Who said that I am done either?” I replied as I got off the couch. Sajid gave me a wicked smile and grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the table. He pushed me against the table such that now my torso was lying flat on the table and my ass was pointed towards him who was standing right behind me. My boobs were now pressed against the glass top of the table and the cold glass made my already hard nipples harder. He then placed his cock at my pussy entrance and shoved it back inside again. He grabbed my ass and resumed fucking me with the same fury that he did just a minute ago.

“Reema…I just don’t want to cum…I want to keep fucking you…Oooohhhh….” Sajid moaned.

“Yeeeaaahhhh…keep fucking me…Don’t stop…Aaaahhhh…” I yelled back at him.

“You’re going to get it…just wait for it…” Sajid replied as he increased his speed. He then grabbed my wrists and as my back arched, my chest rose in the air. My nipples were pointing straight towards the door. I closed my eyes as Sajid kept hammering my pussy hard and fast and in this position his cock penetrated deeper. I was moaning and panting as my pussy got a beating of its life. Beads of sweat dripped from my forehead on to the glass table.

I opened my eyes and saw Rasul and three others of Sajid’s co-worker standing in the door with wide eyes and naughty grin on their faces watching us.

“Sajid stop…this is so embarrassing…they’re watching us…stop it…let me go…” I pleaded.

“Who is watching us…watching us doing what?” Sajid said, feigning innocence.

“You’re a freak…your co-workers are watching us doing this…” I yelled at Sajid.

“Don’t worry about them…they’ve watched me before also…” Sajid replied calmly as he continued fucking me, starting with slow leisurely stroke but picking up pace gradually. I was a bit awkward, watching Rasul and other smiling at me; it was a knowing smile, a smile that they even exchanged with one another. This had not been the first time they were smiling at me like this; in fact, they had started smiling at me soon after my sexual affair with Sajid started. Now my private sex affair had now become a public spectacle, I could see them standing there on the door rubbing their bulge over their pants; watching their co-worker Sajid and me fucking like rabbits.

After fucking me in that position for a few minutes, Sajid paused. He grabbed my left feet, folded it at the knee and placed on the table. He inserted his cock back inside my pussy and began stroking me steadily. The variation in speed was a welcome move as the rapid thrusting had almost knocked me out.

“Uuhh…Uhhh…Aahh…” I moaned as Sajid changed his gear to a higher pace. His steady stroking now got pacier before again slowing down. He varied the speed for several minutes before he pulled out the pen that was holding my hair together. As my hair flowed down, he grabbed and bunched them in his left hand, placed his right hand on my right shoulder and began fucking me violently. I heard a loud whistle which I instantly knew came from one of his co-workers watching us from outside. The whistle was followed by laughter from our audience. By now, I’d stopped pleading to Sajid to let me go and get out of this mess. But slowly the embarrassment had given way to arousal. I was reluctantly enjoying being watched. What a slut I am!!

“Aaaah…fuck…fuck me faster…faster…” I screamed as another orgasm hit me seconds later. Sajid immediately let me go and moved back. I just collapsed on the table, panting and moaning. I was in a state I’d never been before. This marathon fucking session had worked my body out more than it had in weeks in gym.

“Ustad tumne to iss rand ki hawa nikal di (Boss you’re fucked her brains out)…...” The remark was loud enough to be heard inside a room. It was obvious that the remark was made by one of the perverts watching us. I somehow managed to stand up but fell to the floor immediately and immediately assumed the fetal position. I was still breathing heavily and was completely dazed. I’d lost touch of time and the number of orgasms I’d. As I lay on the floor, trying really hard to keep my eyes open, I saw Sajid kneeling near me, he bent down and came closer to my face and said “Enjoying…I’m not done yet…”

My mind was screaming ‘No…No…’ but my body just pushed it aside when I said “Yessss…” Sajid smiled and then pushed me on my back. He picked up the couch cushion lying on the floor and lifted my body to place it under my ass. I spread my legs as he got between them. He bent down and spat on my pussy before spitting a large glob of saliva on his cock and placed it at my pussy hole. I was jolted back to reality from my delirious state when he shoved his cock into my pussy. He was back to where he had left, fucking me mercilessly; the only thing that changed was the position. I was lying on the floor, my legs locked around his waist, taking it like a whore; while Rasul and other three co-worker of Sajid watched.

After a while, Sajid placed my legs on his shoulder and bend forwards. My ass rose from the floor and his cock went deeper. He grabbed my tits for support and started fucking me in the same beastly manner that he had been all this while. As we stared into each other’s eyes, Sajid bent lower and kissed me. My legs were now almost touching my shoulder and it hurt like hell. I’d never done it before and I never thought I was capable of contorting body to such an extent. But the kiss was a huge relief from the madness that he had subjected me to and it was starkly contrasting to his fanatical fucking. He broke the kiss and looked up and closed his eyes. His strokes got erratic and he started sweating more than before. I knew what was coming next; my pussy could feel his cock twitching.

“Aaahhh...Take that...take my cum bitch…” Sajid screamed as he sat up, pulled out his cock and sprayed his spunk all over my body. The first jet of his thick, hot cum hit my face followed by a couple more before his cock ejected semen all over my torso. He continued spewing cum by vigorously stroking his cock, forcing more and more cum out of it. Once he was done Cumming, he collapsed on the floor right next to me. He was panting and moaning, still recovering from that eruption. I managed to open my eyes which were covered by globs of his cum to look down at my body. There was a little cum on my breast, a little on my upper abdomen and there was a pool of semen which went all the way from my navel right up to my pussy.

I tried to get up but just couldn’t muster the strength to stand up, Sajid helped me stand and started walking holding me in his arms, I was too exhausted to notice where he was going, soon I felt the warm breeze against my back; I immediately realized what was happening. I wanted to scream out but before I could Sajid stepped out of the room, I immediately hid my face on his shoulder, the embarrassment got worse with each passing moment. As I closed my eyes, trying to hide my face, I realized that it was useless, everyone could still see my naked back.

“What the fuck you bastards gawking at? Get back to work…” I heard Sajid’s thunderous voice, ordering them back to work.

“He is saying this now? Why didn’t he say this much earlier?” I thought as I heard a lot of footsteps walking away from us, Sajid again started walking and a few steps later, I heard a door creek open; I opened my eyes to see myself being taken inside the dark, dirty bathroom. We entered and stood under the shower. Sajid turned on the shower and the cold water started flowing down are bodies. He latched his lips on to mine and soon we were indulging in a sloppy deep kiss under the shower. He squeezed my ass hard a few times as we exchanged saliva under the shower. He let go off me and I slowly let my feet touch the wet floor. We got busy washing each other, exchanging a kiss here and there. He stepped out of the shower and dried himself with one of the towels. He tied the towel around his waist and walked out of the bathroom. I washed the dried cum stains off my body and cleaned my still convulsing pussy. After several minutes under the cold refreshing shower, I searched for the towel; but the towel was not there. Thinking that Rasul and other co-workers were busy in their work, I stepped out of the bathroom.

As soon as I did that, I found Rasul and other co-workers waiting there in the room, staring at me. Sajid was nowhere in sight and I was caught in an embarrassing situation again, I couldn’t walk back to the bathroom as one of the co-workers came running and stood between the bathroom door. Suddenly all of them starting clapping and laughing. Shit this was so embarrassing. I stood there with my head lowered and my eyes closed, trying to shut them all out. Suddenly the noise stopped and I looked up. Sajid was standing at the room door, dressed in a black T shirt and Jeans which accentuated his muscular body, holding a dry towel in his hands. Everyone else stood still and silent, watching him. Sajid came, pushed the guy near the bathroom door; the strong shove almost made that greasy shit ball fall to the ground.

“Don’t mess with her…she is all mine…unless I told you…if I found anyone leaking a word about us outside…I’ll beat him to death…is that clear…now get back to work…” Sajid said in thunderous voice, and then started wiping my body with the towel. As he finished wiping my body, I saw my clothes on the table and started wearing them. Without speaking a word, we walked to my house.

A few minutes later, Sajid was siting on my couch, as I prepared his coffee.

“I hope you liked our today session…” Sajid said sipping his coffee.

“You’re fucking freak…how could you let them watch us?” I said.

“Getting fucking while being watched…doesn’t that turned you more?” Sajid asked back.

“No…it doesn’t turn me…” I said, knowing that his co-workers were watching us had turned me more but I didn’t want to admit it.

“Well…then you’re telling lie…you don’t want to admit the truth…but your body…your pussy told me the truth…you enjoyed being getting watched…anyway thanks for the coffee…” Sajid said and left and I went to take a nap, before picking up Ritika from college.

Chapter -15 (The Holi Special) followed

reema4uhoney · 22-03-2020, 11:05 PM

The Holi Special – The Quickie

One day before Holi, I went with Sajid to his hometown; he had a three-storied haveli in his hometown. Drawing room, dining room, kitchen and a guest room along with stores etc, were situated on the ground floor and three bedrooms with attached bathroom on the first floor for his three wives, while his brother and his wife stay on the second floor, rest two room were empty. Sajid introduced me to the entire town as the owner of the company for which he used to work.

On the day of holi, I wore a Ghagra Choli but as this one was designed in the city it had more daring cut and from different fabrics from the traditional ones. The Choli was practically backless with just two strings holding the front piece on my lovely succulent breasts. One string went behind the neck and the other string was along the bottom hem of the blouse, in the middle was an expanse of seductive skin, exposed to all but for the chiffon dupatta (Scarf) used to cover it all. The gauze like dupatta did more to allure by hinting at what lay beneath. As I laughed, joked and went about the town with Sajid’s friends and relatives, an occasionally momentary slippage of the dupatta would give any person lucky enough to be around a view of my back. The front was not daringly cut, but yes it was firm and supportive enough to hold up my breasts almost as if they were on offer. The motifs on the front of the blouse, while traditional, were arranged in a manner that visually accentuated the contours of my so-suck-able breasts.

None of this was lost on Sajid who watched my every move, reminiscing of the time he’d caressed that back and watched it weave and undulate as he rode me like a stallion from behind. Or of my breasts, which in his mind was desperate to be released from the confines. The boisterousness of holi is the one occasion when men younger and older, and the girls and women flirt with each other outrageously. Some get drunk and touch, kiss and fondle -- unthinkable behavior on any other day. The girls respond rather shamelessly. And the saucier, perhaps those in their 30’s seduce without really intending to let the Romeos go the whole distance. And Sajid watched this too, as I participated to the fullest and was the life and soul of happenings in the town that day. He saw the same sauciness and charm which he had encountered the first time I showed my skin to him. During holi, boisterousness and flirtation usually leads to some throwing of water and color and a general loss of control of the situation. Today was no different. Some youngster started off the riot by throwing water at someone else and soon out came the packets of color and water-guns. The bolder among the boys Rafiq approached me and with joyous shouts of “Mam…” and chased me to throw color and water at me.

I ran, laughing, out of breath, ducking in and out of corridors and rooms avoiding everyone skillfully, till I was cornered. Rasul with flushed face paused on finding me trapped, he took in the intoxicating sight of me with my dupatta askew and face radiant with smiles and a flushed look.

“Wait…it’s my new dress…I’ll change and come…then I’ll allow you to do what you want…” I said authoritatively.

“Whatever I want?” Rasul asked audaciously, his eyes sparkling.

“Yes…whatever…” I replied impishly. Rasul drew himself back, placing his bets on getting a chance at more aggressive flirting once I was down. I ran up the steps towards my room to change into a white kurta set which I’d saved up for this occasion. I didn’t know that Sajid had never let me go out of sight today. I remained in his line of sight as he watched me flirt, play and caught glimpses of my back, my ankles and as much of the rest of my lovely persona as he could. And he caught sight of me dashing up the stairs.

My suitcase was on the low table next to the dresser and I was rummaging through my clothes all in a hurry to find the white kurta. I was startled when I felt a pair of hands grip my shoulders from behind. The scare quickly turned into a pounding heartbeat as I recognized the grip; it was Sajid. He had followed me upstairs. I did not move. From my bent position I looked up and behind at him and smiled. But I stayed that way Sajid placed his hand flat on the exposed skin of my back; as soon as I felt him touch me, I was reduced to molten. That is all it took for him to melt me. His large, rough hands on my soft, ready to receive skin. A fingernail drew a line down my spine as he traced his way down my back right up to the edge of my Ghagra. I shuddered as the nail touched every single erogenous spot on its way. It was as if he was unzipping and opening out my sexuality with that fingernail.

“Seems like you were waiting for an opportunity…” I said.

“Yes…I was…” Sajid replied and his both hands held me at the waist.

“What if someone spot us?” I asked.

“So what…” Sajid replied, lifting my Ghagra revealing my ass clad in my pink panties.

“So what…what do you mean by that…” I said gripping the sides of the low table to steady myself.

“I mean…I’ll let them watch…just like that day...” Sajid replied.

“And you think…I’ll let them watch…” I said, pulling down my panties and stamping with my feet got it off my legs.

“Do quickly…otherwise someone might come looking for you…” I said. With one hand on my hips, other hand arranged the folds of his dhoti so his cock found a gap in the cloth. Sajid’s erection had been ebbing and hardening all morning as he had taken in different sights of me, but all my sauciness now had it in full rage. Sajid straightened his back to thrust his cock forward; it was pointing upwards in its blood-engorged firmness, he held it and lowered it pointing to my ass. He laved it with the pre-cum on his cockhead. I shuddered as he touched me from my ass to my cunt, I reached under to try guiding him, Sajid leaned forward and with his teeth, pulled open the lower string that held the blouse in place. Now the lower part of the blouse was hanging loose while the upper part stayed tethered around the neck.

Sajid straightened up and guided his cock back into the vale between the ass-cheeks, this time his cock snagged in the outer lips of my cunt and he thrust forward to embed himself. While both of us were in an instant boil, the encounter itself was sudden and so neither was overly lubricated. This was just as well, because the friction was immensely pleasurable to us. Our ‘Ah….’ Was in unison, almost orchestrated; I laughed a small laugh and gripped the edge of the table hard and held my ass firm and upturned to him. Sajid grunted and pulled back to thrust again, my bangles jangles as he fucked me. With his methodical thumping, the jangling became louder and followed the beat of his fucking. I wished I’d taken them off but instead of silence, I actually added to the noises with a series of
‘Unh…Unh’ as he changed his pace of fucking.

Sajid had started rapidly sliding in and out of my cunt luxuriating in the way my lips rode over his head, his hands slowly slid up my waist; up the sides of my torso and now the thumb was on my back while the four fingers gripped the side of my chest. This allowed his index finger to feel the mass of breasts while the middle finger and ring finger teased my nipples.

“Oh Sajid…fuck me…Mmmmm…” I hissed through clenched teeth. I shook my head from side to side as indescribable pleasure emanated from my breasts and as the occasional lunge from the cock touched a pleasure zone inside my pussy.

“Ahh…” exhaled Sajid with every thrust, and as he pulled back; he sucked in his breath through and open mouth, making a seething sound. The rhythm of the hiss of the seething intake and the ‘Ah’ of the thrust followed a pattern as he closed his eyes, gripped my torso and fucked with a need to finish quick. This was dangerous as I rightly pointed out, but he could not have waited another hour; right now, he just needed to own me, mark me, pound me and fill me. I started to convulse as my orgasm ripped through me; I brought up one hand to hold my lower tummy as I felt the thick cock in my womb, from the deep penetration. I could feel it throb and pulsate inside me through the stomach wall; an occasional twinge of pain came from his marauding cockhead touching a sensitive part deep in me. My legs gave way as the intensity of the orgasm caused me to buckle. I let out a scream of desperate wanting when his cock slipped out of my cunt as I fell forward, my face now buried in the pile of clothes in the suitcase.
His cock smeared itself on my ass as it missed its target completely and Sajid lurched in an uncontrolled response to lack of the grip of my cunt. I frantically reached for his cock and Sajid frantically grabbed at my hips, I was now completely face down and my ass in the air; my cunt was vacant and throbbing and I needed urgently to be filled back.

“Yyyeeessss….” I bellowed when he sank back into me, the sensation of cumming which had built up in him had receded and Sajid pounded into me with a vengeance to regain the lost peak. The brutality of his quest took me over the cliff and my pussy melted in a cascade of spasms, I came like I thought only men came; drenching and shuddering uncontrollably. The furniture groaned and squeaked as it slipped from its position on the floor and closed the gap with the wall, the suitcase overbalanced and threatened to fall to one side. I clung onto the suitcase and table and held my cunt steady and open for him to bludgeon me into submission through the now impending orgasm. Sajid shuddered and came in torrents, as he most usually did with me, after two thrusts; he left my hips, placed his hands on the wall and thrust his cock deep into me and held there. The next few spasm of his cock were from the spewing from his cockhead and not from any thrusting, he stayed embedded and only when the pleasure threatened to recede completely did he pull back and thrust back in and hold again. Another dribble of sperm and another thrust back, with each successive thrust; his cockhead swelled a little lesser and lesser, till finally he’d come to rest on my sexy broad ass.

For me the flooding surge of warmth brought out deep sighs and screams in the throat, my womb filled with Sajid’s sumptuous outpourings. I felt his seed deep in me and I held steady as he plunged and held himself in more than once. His pleasure was so important to me, I just wanted him to savor every tremor of his and for me to receive every little spend from his system. As the rapidly shrinking cock slipped away, I found myself unsupported as Sajid had now placed his hands on the wall. I fell over, suitcase and all; I now was on my back, half inside my suitcase, looking up at Sajid who was standing still, hands on the wall. Thankfully my Ghagra fell back to cover me, through my ass was still not covered. I watched Sajid, lost in the trance of his experience, except for the occasional shuddering aftershock of his orgasm; he threw his head back, his hand reached for his cock and he gave himself a squeeze through a handful of cloth squeezing out the never ending dribbles and yet drying his cock.

Sajid looked down at me, lying in a head amongst clothes, the lower part of my blouse open and showing part of my breasts. My eyes looked deep into his, my hand roamed over my lower belly with the womb within and I palmed myself there, where he’d deposited copious volumes of his seeds. I reached up inside his dhoti and squeeze-pinched the inside of his thigh.

“You naughty…” I pronounced and got up and continued “Let me change now…” signaling an end to the episode.

End of The Holi Special- Chapter 1

reema4uhoney · 22-03-2020, 11:10 PM

The Holi Special–Comforting Gazala

Sajid merely readjusted his dhoti to ensure nothing was showing and left, when I sorted myself out and stood up, my Choli was propped up only by the string at the neck, the string around the waist was open where Sajid had undone the string, his hands claiming my breasts and toying with them as he fucked me. I could feel cool air on my breasts as the blouse now just loosely fell over my chest like a sheet, open on both sides. And as I straightened up I saw Sajid’s first wife Gazala, who seemed to have spotted her husband with me and watched us fuck. She had waited for her husband Sajid to leave before entering my room, presumably to comfort me.

I, at that moment, burst into tears. No explanation was possible for the tears. As I looked at Gazala, Gazala, through eyes loaded with tears, there was nothing for her to say or convey. As tears streamed down my cheeks, juices were running down the inside of my thighs, I’d only just stood up after the coupling with Sajid. It had been a wet fuck in which my own pussy had flowed like a stream. Here I was, standing in front of Gazala who had discovered the sexual relationship I’d with her husband. I quickly tucked my Ghagra between my legs to stop the mixed fluids from dripping to the floor, and allowed the cloth to soak up the mess between my legs. It was a spontaneous action on my part and Gazala, who had just stood rooted to the spot looking at me, let her eyes travel down my body to the vale between my legs.

“She is beautiful…” Gazala noted, seeing me in a completely different light. She was not shocked, as Sajid was married to two other ladies. She had seen Sajid fucking her other wives many times. Gazala now gazed upon me, taking in the sight of me, well-fucked, ravaged and plundered and marveled at how obvious that ravaging was in every aspect of how I now looked. My hair was mussed up, my blouse was partially undone and the breasts, barely concealed beneath the loose cloth, were heaving, perhaps still from the exertion of the fucking. My face flushed with the orgasm while the lips seemed dry but quivering. There were red marks on my torso from where her husband Sajid had gripped me. And my Ghagra was bunched between my legs, in a brazen testimony to the soppy mess that lay within. I turned beet red when I realized the overt signal I’d sent in tucking my Ghagra into my crotch, in sheer embarrassment I took a few steps forward and buried my face in Gazala’s ample bosom to hide myself.

Gazala put her arms around me only to discover the bare expanse of my back, the skin silken and seductive.
“No wonder…Sajid couldn’t hold himself back…” Gazala reasoned, as her hands caressed my back. I was wracked with sobs, there was relief that Gazala’s arms were around me; it represented acceptance in some form. Once she had held me like this, clearly there was no censuring to come.

“Shh….Stop crying…” Gazala soothed. She gently rocked me in her arms as her hand continued to roam my back. Gazala found the skin soft and silky and imagined that her own husband’s hands must have roamed that same back. Gazala closed her eyes and savored the texture of the skin and her hands continued their exploration. The skin was bare everywhere she searched with no evidence of any garment anywhere. Her hand reached downward and came upon the waist of the Ghagra and that represented one boundary. The other hand caressed all the way up to the back of my neck and she found the other chord of the Choli tied there, so that was the other boundary. She caressed the neck and I shuddered involuntarily. As she investigated the sides, she came upon the soft bulge of the side of my breast. I gasped as I felt Gazala’s fingers go beyond soothing; there was something exploratory to the touch. I was being felt and caressed, Gazala marveled at the tender and delectable skin and flesh she encountered. Her hand went between us and she put her palm on my stomach and then slid lower to the womb. This was where her husband had implanted his own seed, she reflected.

I sucked in my breath at being touched in such intimate fashion by another woman, this was the first time ever that another woman had touched me and that too in a way which I thought only a man might. My body went taut, the Ghagra which was tucked in firmly between my legs fell away and I once again felt a surge of fluid inside me as I felt sexuality in the touch of the other woman. But I was not sure; perhaps it was me who was feeling sexual because of my recent encounter. Or perhaps it was the warm and loving feeling which was coming across from Gazala which was having a sexual impact on me. My mind was in a whirl, I didn’t think Gazala could have anything sexual in her mind about me. In the meanwhile, Gazala continued with her loving curiosity about me. I’d her sympathy and her affections, she liked me. She knew the kind of randy man her own husband was and could not make up her mind on whether Sajid had forced himself on this me. Right now, Gazala just wanted to be with me. She too felt the Ghagra between my legs fall away. In a flash, the hand which was on my womb went lower to investigate the cause for me having tucked my Ghagra in, in the first place.

Gazala’s hand encountered a damp, hot patch between my legs, she wanted to feel the full extent of the mess and she opened her palm and placed it against the crotch. The entire area seemed heated and molten. She moved her palm to feel the extent of that zone. The movement caused the fabric of the Ghagra to graze my crotch, providing friction to Gazala’s touch. I shuddered as Gazala’s hand caressed my crotch, my pussy lips were still splayed open from the arousal and the pounding from Sajid. It was therefore easy for the hand, palm and fingers to make out the contours of the pussy. As Gazala probed, she felt a fresh gush of fluid pour out. I was now jelly; whether Gazala intended it or not. I pressed myself into Gazala’s bosom and she responded with her other hand which was still on the torso. She claimed my breast for herself, delicately feeling the warm flesh and its turgid nipple. Gazala had never touched a woman before, but she knew exactly how she wanted to be touched. She did nothing more than touching me in a way that she herself would have wanted to be touched. And so when the breast was held tenderly, like a pouch of milk, and then kneaded and pulled like the udder of a cow, I found myself wishing I could reward Gazala with a release of milk.

Gazala’s instinctive touch opened me to offer myself, I ground myself into her open and milking hand; simultaneously, my pussy ground against the palm between my legs to provide relief from the instantaneous build up of erotic tension. I clung onto Gazala, like a leaf in a storm; but the fluttering in my inner being was a storm in itself. I sighed in contentment at being held by this large maternal bosom and at being caressed by tender understanding hands. Only a woman can know how a woman wants to be loved, I realized. That realization surprised me. I nuzzled the bosom in which my head was buried, my nose seeking out the contours of Gazala’s nipples, straining through the cloth. No thoughts of restraint even occurred to Gazala. Sexual feelings for another woman, the way I and she were touching each other, none of these made any impact. The only thing she knew was, we were feeling each other and had feelings for each other.

When my nose and lips nuzzled at her nipples, Gazala felt more maternal than ever. Even as her hands continued to caress, probe and investigate my contours, she thrust her large overfull breasts into my face. I needed skin, my face needed to touch Gazala’s flesh and skin. Frantically I searched Gazala’s blouse for the hooks. Gazala was wearing a cloth bodice rather than a bra. The nipples, aroused like never before in her lifetime, were clearly protruding through the cloth of the bodice. Gazala noticed the sexuality of this for the first time, and found it odd that the only other time she remembered her nipples sensitiveness was when her son was born. Those breasts were full and bulging and the bodice was full and bursting. There was no way to reach and open those hooks unless Gazala was left alone to pull in herself and maneuver those hooks. But stepping apart was impossible for either woman. Gazala wanted to feel and suss me out who had captivated her husband. I’d my insides boiling with lust at the tender touch of Gazala. In a fleeting moment of mindless passion, I gripped the bodice from the neckline and ripped downward.
All the hooks gave way and Gazala’s breasts spilled out, I didn’t wait a moment to bury my face in her breasts, feeling them with my face; the heat on my face seemed to complement the pleasant coolness it encountered on Gazala’s breasts. As I buried myself, Gazala found the knot of the top of my Choli and pulled it open so that the one layer covering my breasts fell away. She pulled up my face, kissing me on the cheeks and allowing my breasts to crush against her large ponderous breasts. Nipples toggled one another and prodded each other into erect nubs. I was now frantic with lust, I searched for Gazala’s lips and kissed them squarely; Gazala was surprised, she’d never ever been kissed on her lips before. Her own husband, in those early days of their marriage had used his lips on her breasts and shoulder and while fucking her he propped himself on his arms so their lips could never really meet. My lips felt warm and luscious on her lips and Gazala found herself responding. The maternal warmth was slowly evaporating into a puzzling new kind of feeling in the pit of her stomach. She found herself consumed by lust as my lips played on her lips, as my hands kneaded her breasts and pulled at her nipples feverishly, and as my hips seemed to hump into her hips.

Gazala wanted now to love me and smother me, her hands searched under the Ghagra as she searched for ways to return the pleasure. Both of us were now grappling with each other’s breasts and loins, lips locked in a long searching kiss.

“Reema…where are you? Everyone is looking for you?” Sajid called me from downstairs.

I made loud smacking kisses as I separated myself from Gazala “Coming in few minutes…changing into my old kurta pajama…” I yelled back. Sajid had seen me in that kurta pajama before, he had a picture of me dressed appetizing in white kurta pajama, as the material was not quite opaque and my undergarments would be well outlined, and as soon as the water would splashed on me nothing would be left to imagination. Gazala moved away from me, her bodice hanging loose on her shoulders, her breasts exposed completely. She had to take care of being discreet especially as new feelings were surging in her and it was clear to her that neither of them was in any condition to walk away. As I watched her shut the window and move to the door, I undid the cord of my Ghagra and allowed the Ghagra to slip off my shapely hip to the floor around my feet. The garment now circled me and I stood in the middle completely nude, the lines of now drying fluids running down my thighs absolutely clearly visible. I looked at Gazala’s body with a new perspective. Gazala had sagging flesh but a well rounded bottom. Her breasts were large and sagging under their own enormous weight but were warm and inviting to me.

Gazala turned around after she’d bolted the door and leaned back on the wood, her body sagging with the weight of lust. Her dupatta was trailing on the floor, her blouse was open her Ghagra was still tethered around her waist. Her hand reached between her legs as she felt the surge of heat there and rubbed herself. I instinctively knew it was up to me to satiate Gazala. Gazala might have been older but her experiences were limited, I was younger but had been taken in every possible way and some of the encounters were a revelation to her. Sajid, had uncovered desires in me which I myself did not know existed. He then proceeded to mark me as his own by satiating me in ways my husband Yash’s didn’t even know of. And one of those was the dramatic way in which he had lapped at my pussy. My raging loins wanted filling, the pulsating cock of a man. I could well imagine Gazala, now with her fingers searching her own pussy, needing the same. But I knew there was only one way for one woman to satiate another. I moved towards Gazala and kneeled in front of her.

I kissed her stomach, Gazala put her hand on my head; her own head was thrown back as the softness of my face on her stomach thrilled her. I slid my hands under her Ghagra and cupped her ass; I quickly lifted her Ghagra over my head and was now inside the folds of her Ghagra, in the folds of flesh. It seemed wholly appropriate to cover myself and hide within those Ghagra, a sanctuary of lust and loving attention, a sanctuary from the meaningless demands of the world outside.

I lifted the folds of Gazala’s paunch as my mouth searched for the pussy, I tongue and kissed all the flesh I could find; stomach, underbelly, thighs, insides of the thigh and the hairy crotch itself. Gazala frantically reached for me; she needed to grip me, hold me, touch me and maul my tits. Her Ghagra was in the way, she quickly undid the string and the Ghagra loosened and my head appeared. As Gazala’s knees buckled under the sexual onslaught, she slid lower, her legs spread obscenely. She clutched at my slender shoulders and tried to reach under to grab my breast. She could touch the slopes of my breasts but not pull up the mass to find the nipples which she so desperately wanted to suckle at that moment. In the meanwhile, I was greatly assisted by the spreading of the legs. The acrid odor of the cunt hit me and I held my breath as I lapped at her pussy. I knew the acid smells would give way to the aromas of nectar if I just persisted. There was a tangle of pubic hair in Gazala’s pussy and wisps and strands of hair came away in my lips. I kept clearing my lips of the strands and soon came upon a wet smear. I pointed out my tongue and dipped in, past the forest of hair towards the smear. Gazala reached down and held herself apart with both hands to help me in the quest for her cunt. Gazala bit her lip and gasped in wonder at my adventurous assault.

Gazala pussy was now throbbing and she wanted the fullness of a man. Yet somehow my tonguing seemed to make her feel better, the vacantness between her legs seemed to expand with every lick and she wondered how to fill herself. The paradox of having me between her legs making her pussy lips unfold and expand, and the need for a hot pillar of flesh to fill that vacantness was maddening. And when my unexpected two-finger stab into her cunt hit her, it was so well timed that Gazala groaned loudly “Ooohhh….yesss…..”

Gazala goaded me, her hips thrusting, and the door behind her creaking with the fucking motion of her hips. My fingers had found the target and released the flood gates. Using my fingers as a guide I followed with my tongue to search out that spot which Sajid had found on me. I would find it and mercilessly tongue it the way Sajid had tongued me. If I found that satiating so too would Gazala would be satiated, I thought to myself. And then my own pussy twitched and my mind wandered to the huge orgasm and waves of convulsing that Sajid had triggered in me. I was about to uncork the nature of lust and pleasure in Gazala now; I was determined to. The sequence of events was odd. I had triggered a new adventurism in Sajid. The sexual lessons from those encounters were now being carried by me to his wife, Gazala. In some ways I’d become a bridge between the man and his wife. These thoughts ran through me while I continued with the mechanics of drawing the response from Gazala but only till she actually responded. The response came when the tongue tip had dealt with the forest of hair and actually found the lips of her waiting, throbbing pussy; Gazala sobbed. This was the pleasure which had eluded her so long! The tongue then traced the contour of her lips finding the top and then began the focused thrashing, a provocative call to Gazala’s body to reveal the clitoris. The fingers which fucked in rhythm were by this time squelching with the juices pouring out of her.

“Ooohhhh….yeeesssss….Reeemmmmaaaa….aaaaahhhhh….” Gazala sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks as she realized that she was climbing into a new zone of sexual liberation and release. She collapsed to the floor and quickly stretched herself out, knees akimbo and legs apart. One hand was on her own breast, twisting, teasing and kneading herself, the other hand on my head, stroking, caressing and goading me on. Her head flailed, her breathing was raspy and every now and then she raised her hips offering herself to my lips and head, thumping back with a groan as I took the offering in its fullness. I in the meantime was spread on the floor, my bare body on the cold tiles, my breasts mashed against the floor, my ass jutting up as I buried her head in Gazala’s crotch. I tongued and lapped her ceaselessly, my fingers fucking her energetically. The noises from my efforts were loud, and wet. Sounds of slurping, licking and gobbling filled the air. As Gazala melted in the assault, a huge wave started to build up in her. She needed to grip something to break through to the orgasm waiting on the other side. There was a restraint, an unreasonable holding back. Something had to give way inside her for her to reach that peak. She felt she would lose control of her bodily functions if she did not direct that energy. Her pussy felt like she might pee. That would break this dizzying bout of pleasure which she did not want interrupted.

With one hand Gazala found the leg of a writing table while her other hand continued to be on my head, urging me on, making sure I missed no beat. As she strained, she pulled the table with a force that moved the furniture with a loud scbanging noise. The lamp on the desktop crashed to the floor, but Gazala’s thrashing had only begun. Neither of us bothered with the noise or the consequences of what we were doing or attracting. Gazala’s large fleshy thighs were quivering and she was banging them together on the sides of my head. Her hand pulled the table as close as it could be pulled and she wound her hand around the angles of the furniture to grip it ever tighter as she humped.
“Hnnnnnnnnhh….” Gazala grunted as her clit exploded.

“Reeemmmaaaa….Aaaahhhh….yyyyeeeesssss….” Gazala babbled, I heard the sounds of the thumping of Gazala’s buttocks as they slapped against the floor. The waves rose to a crescendo that touched a new peak and then broke and washed over Gazala’s body. The orgasm was upon her coursing through every single cell in her body; the straining and thrusting had successfully pushed her over the brink. That brink was difficult for her to breach because her entire prior sexual experience had hovered along that boundary, with no assistance to make the breach. But my ceaseless, merciless, tonguing, the fingers massaging her cunt walls, and in the back of Gazala’s mind her realization that this was what Sajid had initiated me into, took her over the cliff. Once the peak was crossed, the waves cascaded down. Her throated opened as she screamed her release. A hot flush hit her breasts as her nipples seemed to catch fire. Her stomach convulsed and the thighs fluttered. Her insides opened up. She poured out, thick viscous releases flooding my lips and chin and onto the floor below. Her whole body shook and shuddered and her breasts demanded to be held. Her jaw hung open and spittle drooled out one end of her mouth. She was not in control of any of her bodily responses as she felt her entire being give way; there was only one event at that time, her sexual release. And her body was one single entity; her breasts, her pussy, her clit, her womb, her spine, her brain, her nipples were all compressed into one tiny point which became a single blubbering mass of convulsing flesh. It was this loss of her bodily control that caused her to fart loudly which made me quickly came up for air.

I replaced my finger instead of my tongue and stroked the clit and rode down to the recesses of Gazala’s cunt and cavernous womb. As the fingers emerged they brought out the fluids which then smeared the clit, providing the lubrication that allowed me to manipulate, maul and manhandle that sliver of flesh without hurting my new-found lover. And so back and forth went my hand from clit to womb and womb to clit, squeezing out every frisson of pleasure Gazala deserved. Gazala clutched me as her body responded to the sliding and slipping finger treatment, the jerking and convulsing continuing for a long time. As she poured, so did her tears. She wept, she laughed and it was a joyous celebration of her release. Those fluids washed away a lifetime of sexual neglect and Gazala felt a thrill as every part of her body vibrated and hummed with the effects of her orgasm. She clutched me tightly, stroking my body, thanking me for helping her discover her own sexuality. She herself shuddered and quivered in spasms as the orgasm levered down to smaller and smaller waves. The waves melded into one long humming of every cell in her body. She now felt liberated and released from the constraints of her physical body. She slumped, completely spent but very alive.

I threw one leg over Gazala, my hands still firmly plunged into her pussy; our breasts touched as both of us clung to each other. I snuggled down into her bosom, strangely calmed by her release; as if it was my own orgasm. Gazala caressed my head and let the hand go down in a long downward sweeping stroke, on the nape of my neck, down my seductive broad expansive back and down to my ass cheeks, kneading them. And back up again all the way. My crotch was now pressed against Gazala’s thigh and I ground into her and sighed. Both of us felt completely relaxed and unwound in the comfort of each other’s arms and would have stayed that way for long languorous hours, had not the sounds of Holi being celebrated in full flow caught our attention.

“Dear…we need to go downstairs….” Gazala reminded.

“Hmmmm….” I sighed in deep contentment, I snuggled closer to the comforting bosom, idly flicking the nipple not willing to let go.

“Come…let me help you get dressed…” Gazala said knowing that there would be ever more lovingness in that act which in itself would persuade me to move. Both of us sat up; Gazala pulled up her knees and watched as I stood up, her eyes on my breasts, hips, torso and ass.

“Just go and bring your clothes…I’ll dress you today…” Gazala instructed. I nodded and unmindful of being nude, unmindful of Gazala ogling my curves and my body went over to the suitcase which was by this time sprawled on the floor, its contents tipped out. This had happened when Sajid had taken me from behind as I was bending over into the suitcase. I’d collapsed from the pounding and the resultant orgasm, into the suitcase, tipping everything over. I selected the white kurta top and the pajama to go with it. As I turned around I found Gazala tucking her breasts into what was left of her blouse and gathering her dupatta. As we stepped towards each other, Gazala gathered me around and swept the dupatta around her so both of us were as if cocooned in the same protective world. She squeezed me in her arms, bosoms pressed together.

“Raise your hands…” she instructed me, eyes boring into my eyes, breath upon my breath. Gazala now gently allowed the kurta to slip over my head and let the body of the garment sheath my bare body. I shivered as I felt the sensuousness of the cloth caressing my nipples and belly and the flap at the back on my buttocks. Once again, I felt goose pimples and the erection of my nipples; Gazala knelt and held my panties open for me to step into. I held one of her shoulder for balance and raised my leg to slip it into one leg of the panty. The aroma of a dried mix of Sajid’s deposits and my secretions filled Gazala’s nostrils. She let the back of her hand rub my pussy, feeling my recently shaven pussy hair prickly on her hand. She must ask me for assistance in such matters she thought to herself. She slid the panties up the legs, marveling every bit of the distance, leaving no opportunity to touch my legs, my thighs and my hips. I spread my legs and wiggled my bottom to allow the panties to be worn comfortably and snugly. Gazala caressed my ass as she ran the nylon up and over my ass to the waist level.

“What about your bra? Are you going to give everyone a chance to look at you?” Gazala asked looking into my eyes as she came to my face level. I blushed furiously, I raised my hands again for my kurta to be removed to wear a bra underneath; but Gazala did not remove the kurta, instead she made me step into my pajama and got busy with tying the string around the waist which holds up the pajama. Her hands touched my stomach and I shivered at every touch, my nipples were now engorged and erect. Gazala turned me to face the mirror and got busy with combing my hair. Our eyes met in the mirror. So much was unspoken, but a lot was said. My fully aroused state, the kurta without the bra underneath, my nipples jutting out, and the touching and caressing from Gazala were all evident in the flushed face in the mirror.

Gazala combed out my hair and tied it in a bun and while doing so said to me “Don’t want your hair mussed up and spoilt in one day of Holi….this will keep you neat….” She looked in the mirror at me, now ready to let me go back into the wild celebration now in full flow around the house. Her hands came up and she briefly hugged me from behind, holding my palms just at the tip of those ready to be gobbled nipples.

End of the Holi Special- Chapter 2

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