Bengali aunt and me

[Zigspr]

It was the first time that my American cousins were to visit us in the UK, and I remember being so excited. I hadn't seen them in years and the last time we met it was in Bangladesh where the entire family from both sides of the Atlantic visited 12 years earlier.
Then it dawned on me that we would have to host them...all nine of them. I was the youngest in my family - number three son, 22 years old and the last one left in the house with my parents. We had a normal 3-bedroom semi-detached house and it would mean that there would have to be a lot of blankets on the floor upstairs and downstairs to accommodate everyone at night.
I didn't want to give up my room, but after a few heated conversations, it was decided that I would stay overnight at my Khala's flat not far from us while my cousins were here. I hated sharing my room with anyone, so I jumped at the chance. My Khala (aunty) was an ordinary-looking, almost frumpy woman. She was thickset, around 5 feet and 1 inch tall. She always had a headscarf on, and it was dbangd in front of her chest to protect her modesty. She usually wore a shelwar kameez and sometimes it was a little tight around the waist and I could see some folds of fat gathering in her clothes at the back. She had strong big buttocks that almost matched her belly in size.
She was prone to talking lots and gossiping. Her husband died many years ago, leaving her alone and childless and she could talk for the country when in the presence of others. Now in her early fifties she was resigned to staying alone forever.
The day came when my cousins turned up and I was ecstatic to see them. We spent the day talking and catching up, eating lots and having a good laugh.
My Khala had also turned up to see them and after dinner I packed my overnight bag to go to hers. Khala was waiting for me at the doorway as I came down. I apologised to her for being such a nuisance and having to stay over and she said as she had an extra spare bedroom, and that it wasn't an issue at all.
I bid my cousins and parents farewell, and my Khala and I went on our way to her flat. It was only a short drive. I parked the car in front of her flat and followed her up the three flights of stairs.
We entered her flat. It was small and quaint, with decor that was of another era. She showed me the living room, kitchen and bathroom. I casually looked around. She finally showed me the bedroom I was to stay in. There was a small double bed pushed against the wall under the window.
"Thank you, Khala. I'll be gone in the morning. We're planning on going into London for sightseeing." I said as I put my bag down on the bed.
"Think of this as your home. You can stay as long as you want." She said. "I'm going to change. Do you need the bathroom?"
"No, thank you." I said. "I'm going to change, as well."
"After you do, could you come into the living room? I just need some help bringing some papers down from the top shelf."
"Ok, Khala, no problem." I replied.
She turned and walked out of the room, shutting the door as she left.
I changed into some loose cotton bottoms and a t-shirt. I was ready to crash out having had a busy day, so I headed to the living room to help Khala quickly so I could then get to bed.
I walked into the living room and sat down waiting for Khala to come. I could hear water being turned on and off in the bathroom. After a few minutes Khala walked into the room. She was wearing a mexi dress which is a one-piece baggy dress and her hair was out. I was taken aback a bit because I had never seen her without a headscarf.
Her hair was thick and wiry and fell over her shoulders.
"It's just up there", she said as she pointed to the top of a shelf high up on the wall behind me. "Take this chair and see if you can see a blue folder."
I took the dining chair that was next to me and put it near the wall and got up onto it. I looked around the shelf but could not see a blue folder.
"Khala, it's not here." I said looking through the many documents and files on the shelf.
"Are you sure? Let me have a look." Khala said. I jumped down and stood aside as she hitched up the mexi just below her knees and attempted to get onto the chair.
I looked at her legs, she had skinny ankles that turned into thick legs that were a little hairy. She was half-way up when she suddenly stumbled and gave out a shriek. I instinctively reached out and caught her as she fell back.
"Owwww! My leg!" She yelled. I helped her to the couch, and she sat down with a bump. "Ooof, that really hurts, I'm so clumsy," she said, as she breathed heavily.
"Just sit and don't move. Ummm...I'll get something cold to put on your leg!"
I quickly went to the kitchen and found a bag of frozen veg in the freezer. I came back to the living room and found Khala sat on the couch with the mexi dress above her knees as she inspected her right leg.
She quickly put her dress down when she caught me looking at her leg.
"This will help," I said. "Put this where it hurts."
I handed the bag over to her and she put it on her inner right thigh.
"Ufffff! It's so cold!" She cried and threw the bag aside.
"Khala, tell me where it hurts." I breathed hard into my hands and rubbed them to warm them up.
She leaned back and closed her eyes shut. "It's pain all over my right leg!"
I crouched down and touched her leg around the calf. She jumped back a bit.
"Khala, I'll massage it."
"Ok..." She said tentatively.
I started massaging her leg over the mexi dress, above her ankle working up to her knee.
"Is this working?" I asked.
"Not really. The pains a bit more high up..." She said slowly.
"Khala, do you have any cream? The massage will work better," I said.
"Oh...up there on the table." She winced.
I got up and picked up the Nivea cream from the table and opened it. It was a tub and I took a big scoop out of it.
I crouched down again and put my hand with the cream under her dress and wiped the cream on her calf.
"Should I do it or can you manage?" she asked.
"I can do it, Khala, just relax."
I started massaging her calf with one hand. This isn't working I thought myself, so I put both hands under and started massaging. I could feel some hair on her leg as I did so.
"A little bit higher..." Khala said as she lay back with her eyes closed. She reached over and pulled up her dress a little.
"Here?" I asked as I worked just under her knees.
"No. No, it's above the knee", Khala said, as she pulled her dress slowly past her knees and on top on her thighs.
I looked up and couldn't believe what I was seeing. She wasn't wearing any underwear at all. Staring me in the face was Khala's pussy. It was bushy but I could see the lips clearly. I quickly looked up at her face, but she had her eyes closed tightly, her face facing towards the ceiling as she leaned back against the sofa.
I gently started to work my way up past her knees and started massaging her inner and outer thighs.
"Is this better?" I asked.
"Yes, the pain is there." She said sharply.
I continued to massage and inched closer and closer to her pussy. As I circled my hand on her inner thigh, I could feel my heartbeat faster. I looked at her laying back and all I could think of was how I wanted to touch her pussy.
I started massaging in bigger circles with my hands and with more force.
"That's it..." She said. Eyes still shut tightly.
I felt her legs widen just a little. Does that mean she wants me to massage deeper? I took it as a yes and started massaging just an inch away from her pussy. Again, I felt her legs widen just a bit.
I so wanted to touch her pussy!
My hands were full of the Nivea cream and I as I came around for another pass near her pussy, I went just a little further and brushed against her pussy lips. She gave a quite gasp but I felt her open her legs slightly more. This emboldened me to brush against her pussy lips again. As I massaged her, I kept touching her pussy on each pass.
"Is this ok, Khala?" I asked.
"Yes." Came her quick reply.
As I massaged, I could feel some wetness on her pussy.
"There's some pain higher," she said, eyes still closed.
"Here?" I asked as I pushed the tip of my finger in between her juicy pussy lips.
"Yes..." She replied quietly.
"Khala, can I suggest something?" I asked. "If I apply some more heat it might help."
"Ummm...ok...thank you...yes, it would help" Khala said,
I took a deep breath and leant closer to her inner thigh and breathed hard. She quivered as she felt the hot breath fall on her. I took another deep breath and went up a little until my face was close to her pussy. I breathed hard again, making sure that some of the hot air fell onto her pussy. I looked up and saw Khala inching her dress higher with her right hand, so her pussy was in full view now and her left hand was over her eyes, covering them shut.
I pondered for a few seconds to what it meant, and then took another deep breath, and this time I breathed straight onto her pussy. I saw her squirm a little and she opened her legs wider.
I paused for a moment and then gently put my mouth on to her hairy pussy. She gave a shudder but kept her legs open. I stuck my tongue out and started to lick the outside of her pussy lips slowly. My tongue found the opening to her pussy and I licked inside tasting her juices and swallowed them.
I heard Khala moan softly, which spurred me on.
"What are you doing?" she said quietly.
I took my tongue out of her pussy and started licking her pussy lips again. I didn't mind the hair. It made me even hornier for some reason. By this time, my cock was throbbing.
"Khala?" I said, in between the licks.
"Mmmmm?" She moaned in response.
"Stand up and turn around."
She did so immediately without even asking why. She didn't look at me but just looked at the floor while she got and turned around.
I lifted up her dress above her ass and pushed her gently forward so she could kneel on the sofa.
"Bend down..." I said.
She put both arms on top of the rear of the sofa and put her head down and knelt on the sofa seat in a doggy position.
I started massaging her big, naked ass. I could see that she had hair around her asshole as I spread her butt cheeks apart with my massage. I couldn't help myself and as I went in closer and held her butt cheeks apart I started kissing her asshole. She jolted, but I held firmly onto her ass. I licked her hole and wondered how far I can take this. I pointed my tongue and pushed slowly into her asshole. I could feel Khala clench her butt cheeks but I kept going, spreading her hole wider. I thrust my tongue in and out of her asshole and I could feel her start to move in rhythm with my tongue thrusts. I touched her up and down her legs as I fucked her asshole with my tongue. She was moaning and breathing heavily.
All of a sudden the phone rang on the table next to us. It snapped me out of my horniness and brought me back to reality. What the fuck was I doing licking my Khala's asshole and pussy?! I could get into all the trouble on the world if this came out. I stopped, stood up and took a step back. I covered Khala's ass with the dress and tentatively said: "Are you ok, Khala? Is the pain gone?"
She was quiet for a few seconds but it seemed an eternity to me, but then said: "umm...yes...it's ok now...the pain is gone...ummm...ok."
She was still in a doggy position on the sofa and didn't attempt to move from there, probably because she was so embarrassed.
"Khala, I'm off to bed. Goodnight." I said quickly and started immediately for the door. I quickened my pace after I left the room, opened the door to the bedroom I was to stay the night and got in.
I closed the door and put an ear to it. I could hear some movement on the other side and a couple of floorboards creaking. I heard a light switch go and saw the light seeping through beneath my door turn off. Khala must have gone to her room.
All I could think about is how much trouble I'll get into when everyone found out what had happened. Khala was a gossiper and couldn't keep anything in!
I walked over to the bed in the dark and sat down on the edge thinking about what had just happened.

[Zigspr]

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Oh shit! I thought.

"Ji?" I asked politely, but I realised my eyes were wide open wondering what Khala was going to say.

"Ummm...If it's ok with you then could you stay in my room? Just in case my leg pains again."

What?? I thought to myself.

"Ok, Khala." I said, after a few seconds. "Coming."

I got up and opened the door slowly and peeked out. Khala was walking to her room. I followed her into it.

"Khala, I'll make a bed on the floor. "

"Don't be silly. The bed is big enough. It's just in case I need help."

"Yes, of course." I said, not daring to look at her face.

She turned off the light and got into bed. I got in under the duvet after her and stayed as close to the edge of the bed as possible.

What was going on? Did she want more? Was her leg really paining? I didn't dare to presume she wanted to do anything sexual with me. How could she? What happened before was a mistake and just went too far.

I lay on my back and stared up at the ceiling. The odd car passed on the street below and I could see headlights streak across the ceiling as the light peeked through the tops of the curtain.

I heard a soft snoring coming from Khala. That was fast, she's already asleep! I thought to myself. I took the opportunity to move out of my uncomfortable position on the edge of the bed towards the middle of the bed. That was much better.

As I lay there, I looked over and saw Khala sleeping on her back. I could just about see the overall shape of her body under the duvet as my eyes became accustomed to the dark. There was movement under the duvet, and I felt Khala's foot touch my leg.

"Khala, do you want me to massage your leg? Is it hurting?" I asked her.

She said nothing but she moved I felt her whole left dbang over my right leg. I gingerly reached under the duvet and felt her bare leg on me. What happened to her dress? I realised this wasn't even the leg that was hurt but I didn't care. I started to stroke her leg up and down and as I did so I heard a contented murmuring coming from her.

I moved a little closer to her and took a peek under the duvet. She had hitched her dress all the way above her breasts. I could see they were sagging, but big. Her areolas were large and dark.

I resumed stroking her inner left thigh close to her pussy. I made my move and put my hand onto her pussy and rubbed it gently in a circular movement. I could hear her start to moan softly. Her pussy was warm and moist. I pushed a finger and then two inside and began to stroke the inner lining of her pussy.

I took my hand away and quickly slipped my bottoms off. My cock was hard, and I only had one thing on my mind. I wanted to fuck her.

I felt under the duvet for her leg again and I followed it up brushing past her hairy pussy to her other leg and I pushed it gently aside spreading her legs. I moved closer. Shit! Do I do it or not? She's asleep and what if she wakes up? I pretended to stretch as I put my arm around her and then pulled in close. I'm going to suck her tits, I thought to myself. If she wakes up then I won't fuck her.

I leaned down and took her left nipple into my mouth and started sucking it softly. She had some big tits and there were great to suck on. She didn't move at all, so I started sucking harder. Still nothing.

Good, I thought to myself. I slowly manoeuvred over her, while I still had her tit in my mouth.

I settled on top of her in-between her legs. I kept my weight off her just in case it woke her up.

I could feel the tip of my cock touching her pussy.

I heard her moan slightly.

I pushed my hip forward and my cock found her opening. I pushed further and my cock slipped inside her pussy. It was surprisingly wet and tight. I eased my hips back and forth, careful not to wake her. I felt her legs shifting. She brought her knees up and planted her feet onto the bed and I could feel my cock go deeper inside her.

Was she awake? She wasn't making a noise and I could see her eyes were closed. I started to move my hips quicker, sliding my cock up and down inside her pussy. I held her right breast in my left hand and started massaging it. Fuck, it felt good. Her pussy was moist. What if I come inside her? What if she gets pregnant?? At that moment I couldn't care less, I started thrusting my hips harder and I could hear a slapping noise as I fucked her. Oh shit, I'm coming! I thought to myself. If I pull out, I'll come all over her. I grabbed the bedsheet with both my hands and drove deep into her pussy and I could feel her moving under me, but she still had her eyes closed and didn't say anything. I buried my head in her neck and thrust in and out, harder and harder, until I couldn't hold out any longer and with one last deep push, I climaxed inside her. I could feel the cum shoot out from my cock and I squeezed several times making sure every last drop was out of me and inside her.

I didn't realise I was breathing so heavily. I slipped my cock out of her as I watched her face carefully. I moved off her and rolled to the side. I can't believe I just fucked her. I lay on my side wondering what the best moment was to get to the bathroom and clean myself. Suddenly, Khala got up out of bed, rolled her dress down and walked out of the room. I was shocked! Was she awake this whole time? I heard her go into the bathroom. I could hear her in the shower...as I slowly drifted off to sleep.

[sri7869]

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[Asli lund]

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[Zigspr]

The morning after...

I awoke with a jolt as a large truck rumbled by on the road below the flat. I stretched my arms above my head and squinted at the clock on the wall to my left. Man, it's late, I had better get up, I have to take my cousins to...to...

It was then that I remembered what had happened last night. I looked over sharply to my right to see what my Aunt (Khala) was doing, but she wasn't there. I stopped moving and listened intently and could just about hear some noises coming from the kitchen.

I sat up and took a deep breath. What happened last night? Was that for real? I got out of the bed and crept to the door and cracked it open. Yes, Khala was in the kitchen. I quietly slunk to the bathroom and locked the bathroom door behind me. I freshened up and then made my way out of the bathroom. I hesitated in the hallway wondering if I should go and stay in the bedroom...the bedroom I was supposed to stay in. The bedroom I didn't stay in, which resulted in me fucking my Khala while she slept. Was she asleep? The memories of last night were mixed, but I was sure that we did things we should not have done.

I stood in the hallway for a second longer and then, plucking up some courage, I made my way to the kitchen instead. I stood at the kitchen doorway and saw my Khala busy cooking with her back towards me. She was dressed in a dark green shalwar -- loose pyjama-like trousers - and blue kameez -- a long tunic that fell just below her knees, that almost seemed too tight for her full figure. She had a full thick figure with a strong ass, a belly that protruded a bit and a set of full, but hanging, tits. She always wore a loose scarf around her head that showed a few grey hairs underneath.

"Ahem...Salaam Khala..." I said.

"Oh, go and sit down at the table. I've made you some breakfast." Khala said, turning her head momentarily to the side, and then carrying on cooking.

I took a step back and paused...wondering, why everything seemed normal, then headed towards the living/dining room. As I entered, I looked at the sofa on the side where it had all started the night before. I pictured Khala on the sofa with her thick legs open and her hairy pussy that was so wet. I snapped myself out from those thoughts and took a seat at the dining table.

What will she say when she comes in? What if she says something to my parents?!

I heard Khala coming in from the kitchen and I took a dry gulp.

"Here you go." Khala said, as she entered the room with a couple of plates in her hand. She set the plates in front of me and sat down in the chair opposite me.

"There's orange juice in the carton and more in the fridge."

"Thanks, Khala." I said, as I looked at the plates, not daring to look up at her. The plates had a good assortment of breakfast items on it,

"Are you going to have lunch here?" Khala asked.

"No, Khala. I have to get back and take my cousins to see London." I said, as I picked up the fork next to the plate. What would my American cousins think if they knew what I had done last night?

"Acha." Then after a pause, Khala continued. "By the way, my leg is much better. Thank you for helping."

"That's OK, Khala." I momentarily looked up and saw my Khala sipping on a cup of tea as she sat there nonchalantly.

"If you need any help at all, just tell me." Khala said.

"No, thank you, Khala, I don't need anything." I said as I started on the scrambled eggs.

"A young boy like you must have need for some things...sometimes." Khala said, as she put some sugar into her cup of tea. "Don't be shy. You can ask your Khala for anything. Anything at all. And I have to give it to you, because that's my duty."

"Thanks, Khala, that's really kind of you." I said, wondering why she was saying that.

"And, hopefully, if there is anything I need, I can ask you and you can give." Khala continued, while stirring her cup.

"Er...yes, of course, anything Khala..." I said, in between eating mouthfuls of food.

"Acha...theh tho bala" (Ok, that's good then) Khala said.

I could feel Khala looking at me but dared not look up in case she mentioned the night before. I quickly ate the food that was in front of me, drank some orange juice and brushed off crumbs from my lap.

"Thank you for the food. It was very nice." I said, as I stood up. "I'd better get ready and go. Everyone's waiting for me."

"Do you want any more food?" She asked.

"No, it was so much. I'm full. I'd better go and pack." And with that, I left the room sharpish towards the bedroom.

I got into the spare bedroom, where my overnight bag was and gathered all my items. My phone was on the bed and I looked at it. Seven missed calls!

I pressed on the last number which belonged to my cousin. After 2 rings he picked up.

"Where are you, man?" He said in a thick and loud American voice. I could hear even louder talk coming from behind him.

"Hey, don't worry. I'm on the way. Just had breakfast."

"Come on, be quick, we're all ready to go!"

"Ok, Ok." I said with a smile. "I'm on the way." I hung up the phone and continued to pack my bag. My American cousins were always up for going here, there and everywhere.

I changed my clothes, threw my charger into the bag, and headed to the bathroom to pick up my toothbrush.

"Khala." I called out. "I'm going now." I said as I put my toothbrush into my bag.

I exited the bathroom and started towards the living/dining room.

"Khala?" I said as I peeked into the room.

"Come in." She said.

I walked in and saw her sitting on the sofa.

"Khala, I'm going now." I said as I reached for my car keys in my trouser pocket.

"Why don't you stay a bit. I wanted to ask you for something."

And then I saw it. Khala was sitting on the sofa with just her kameez on. She wasn't wearing her shalwar bottoms. I could see the side of her full, thick legs as the long tunic lay on top of her legs.

"Uh...Khala?" I stammered.

"I wanted to ask you for some help." Khala said.

"...Ji?..."

"For a long time I have had some burning sensation in a certain part of my body...but, last night that burning sensation went away."

"Burning? Burning where?" I asked like an idiot. I could feel my mouth turn to sandpaper.

"Here." Khala said as she lifted her tunic up off her knees and slowly spread her legs, so that her pussy was in full view.

I gulped hard as I saw her dark, hairy pussy again.

"It really pains, but when went inside me it stopped the burning."

I could not quite believe what I was hearing. I stood there with my mouth slightly open.

"Don't worry, your uncle used to help me all the time. It's just to stop the burning."

I felt my cock start to fill, but I held back.

"Khala...are you sure?"

"Yes, yes. Take your pants off and come here. I know you have to go but you can help me before you do."

"Ummm...ok..." I said. I dropped my bag on the floor and started to slowly and unsurely, undo my belt. Is she really asking me to fuck her??

Khala shifted forward on the sofa spreading her legs wider.

"Is this OK for you?" She asked.

I stammered some words out but I know they didn't make any sense.

I unbuttoned my trousers and dropped them along with my boxer shorts. My cock was filling up quick as I looked at my Khala's hairy pussy.

"Come...come." Khala said.

I shuffled forward.

"OK. Now, put it in." She said, as she put her hands behind her on the sofa and pushed her hips forward.

I knelt down and moved forward a touch. My cock was close to Khala's pussy.

"Do you want me to help?" She said. And before I could say anything she had taken my cock into her right hand and pulled it towards her pussy. My cock was fully hard now and she rubbed the tip around her pussy looking for the opening. After a few moments, she found the hole and urged me to push in.

"That's it. Now push in."

I did as she asked, and I pushed the head into her pussy. It was wet and it slipped in.

Khala bit her bottom lip as I entered her pussy.

"Is that OK, Khala?" I asked.

She shut her eyes tight and nodded.

I started to slowly slide my cock back and forth in her pussy. Her pussy felt so good. Khala just sat there with her legs spread taking my cock. I touched her outer thighs with my fingers, and when she didn't say anything, I held them firmly to use as leverage so I could pump deeper. I pushed deeper with my thrusts. I could hear my Khala start to quietly moan and breathe heavily.

I looked at her tits moving up and down as she breathed and could see her nipples were hard underneath the tunic dress. I wanted to suck on them bad.

I started to thrust harder and Khala gripped the sofa with both her hands. Her eyes were still shut tightly.

"Aro jureh..." She said. She was asking for me to fuck her harder! So, I obliged. I held onto her waist and started to fuck with force. With each thrust I was slapping the inside of her thighs with my body. We started to both sweat and the slapping noise became louder.

"Amar bhuni...bhuni khao..." (Eat my tits) Khala said quietly.

I bent down and put Khala's left tit into my mouth over her clothes and starting sucking. She wasn't wearing a bra and so I could feel her big hard nipple.

I suddenly felt my Khala's pussy tighten around my cock.

This spurred me on. I stopped sucking her tit and I put both hands under her knees and lifted her legs up. She opened her eyes just slightly to see what I was doing and then lay back on the sofa while I brought her knees together and put her legs over my right shoulder. This made her pussy tighten even more and it gripped my cock as I thrust in and out. I wrapped my arms around her upper legs and fucked her as hard as I could. Khala was moaning loudly now. My balls were slapping against her.

I reached down with my right hand and grabbed her tit, massaging it as I fucked her.

Her pussy felt even better than last night. Maybe because she was awake this time.

"Oh...maaa....oh....maaa goh....aro...aro..." moaned Khala.

I could feel my cock throbbing and hearing Khala moan like this only made it throb more. I continued thrusting, feeling the inside of Khala's pussy. It was wet and soft.

"Khala...what if I come...inside you..."

"No...don't...hold it." She said breathlessly.

"I can't...I'm going to come..." I said, as I sped up the thrusts.

"Wait...ok....wait...put it into the other hole..."

Other hole? Did she mean her asshole??

She reached out and grabbed my right hand and ushered it down to her asshole. I could feel the hair around the hole.

"Ok..." I said, mid-thrust. Will it go in? I had put my tongue into her asshole last night and it was tight, but I was on the verge of coming and I really wanted to cum inside her.

I pulled my cock out of her pussy. As I held her legs in position with my left arm, I licked my index finger on my right hand and reached below. I found her asshole and I pushed my finger in. Khala gasped aloud. I pushed in deeper with my finger and starting to finger fuck her asshole.

It was tight at first, but then I felt Khala's asshole relax, so I took my finger out and held my cock around her hairy asshole. My tip was super sensitive and I could feel where the hole was and I pushed in as I held the shaft of my cock. There was resistance at first, but then I could feel Khala relax further and her asshole opened up. I pushed in deeper until my cock was in and I started to fuck.

Something came over me and I took the finger that went inside her asshole and I licked it. I wanted to eat more of her juices. Khala was moaning loud now as I was thrusting back and forth in her asshole. I pushed her legs forward so I could get deeper in. Khala's asshole felt so good. It was tight. I couldn't hold back anymore and with one final deep thrust forward I could feel my balls give way and I came hard inside her. I could feel the cum shoot out and I let out a gasp as I did. Khala gripped the sofa and I could feel her asshole squeeze my cock. She breathed heavily and fast.

I knelt there, breathless, with my cock still inside her. I looked up and saw Khala just laying there, eyes closed. I slowly pulled back and my cock came out. I looked down and I could see cum dripping from her asshole.

I lowered Khala's legs gently to the side and used the sofa as support to get up. Khala lay there, breathing heavily. Her eyes were still closed as though she didn't want to see anything.

"Khala..." I said, in between deep breaths. "Is the...burning...gone?"

"Yes...yes..." said Khala.

I reached down and pulled up my boxers, followed by my trousers. I buckled up quickly. I looked at Khala laying there with her thick legs showing.

"Khala...I'll come back tonight to stay again." I said. Khala just lay there, breathing heavily, saying nothing, with her arm across her eyes. I turned and started to head to the bathroom.