Collection of Small stories

[Zigspr]

Yesssss..." she moaned. I rolled her dark nipples with my tongue. I nibbled the sides of tits to her giggles. My lips finally worked up to her neck and jawline. She wants me to mention that her nipples against my chest hair was, has been, and currently one of her favorite sensations. Her skin was scorching hot, her face flushed, and sweat was beading on her brow. 'She's seen nothing yet,' I thought.

I finally cradled her face in my hands and kissed her again. She had the opportunity to taste her pussy on my mouth after I tasted my cock on hers. I relaxed and my hips pressed my cock into her clit. Her wet pussy and my hard cock were finally in contact with each other. I couldn't help but think that it has been four or five months since I saw her bend over at the gym imagining her pussy. Now my cock was ready to fuck her waiting pussy.

I propped myself on my elbows to guide my big black cock to her pussy. It pushed past her moist labia and I really felt her wetness caress my cock. She began to moan again. I'm a 'big' man and I wanted to dominate her, not hurt her. To go from her ex to a nine-inch big black cock would be a hell of an adjustment. I slowly and steadily kept going and stopped at six inches. She had to get used to me. Her pussy began to spasm again and began to scream. I held her close and kissed her mouth turning her scream into a muffled moan. Her hips continued to shake and she wrapped her legs around my waist.

***ORGASM 2 ACCOMPLISHED***





If her pussy was wet before, now it was gushing her lovely aromatic juice all over my black cock. She was ready. With a final thrust I had the entire nine inches in her wet pussy. My cock was finally where it was supposed to be. She held my face kissing my lips, cheeks, and began to lick the remnants of her pussy juice off strands of my salt and pepper beard.

Time to fuck. I extracted my cock out of her hot pussy until my foreskin was kissing her clit.

I then let loose. I rammed the full length back into her pussy. She screamed "YESSSSS!" Nothing was holding me back. I continue to fuck her into an orgasmic trance. This was no longer love making, it was raw and primal urges at full throttle. She wrapped her arms around my head and we grunted in unison. I kissed her neck while my cock was in pussy heaven. I took her arms and held them above her head while we kissed. She was completely helpless while I mercilessly ravaged her. Her tits shook and her hips joyfully jiggled. I continued to drill her into the bed. There was that feeling again. Her pussy started to spasm again. She began to scream as I tongued her nipples.

***ORGASM 3 ACCOMPLISHED***







Her eyes rolled back and I laughed at how multi orgasmic this woman was. She unwrapped her legs around my waist and held them spread eagle for me.

"Fuck me, fuck me. Please...," she exclaimed. I hadn't cum in three weeks and my balls were full. The sound of the slap of my balls against her wet vulva, her wet pussy caressing my hard cock, her nipples against my chest, seeing her face soaked in sweat, and my mouth kissing hers was finally too much. With one final power thrust I came into her waiting pussy. With a heaving grunt I flooded her pussy and she shrieked in joy.

After I emptied into her, we both started laughing and held each other. I kept my cock inside of her and gently kissed her face. I finally found it in me to pull out and enjoyed watching my cum spill out her swollen pussy and onto the sheets.

I positioned my cock over her face and asked, "What do you think you're supposed to do?"

Without missing a beat, she took my relaxed cock into her mouth. She was very attentive to every single drop of cum (hers and mine) on my shaft. She cleaned it all with her sweet mouth. She licked the sweat and cum off my balls. She laughed and smiled while I cradled her head.






"I want you to know how special that was for me," I said. "I also want you to know that I'm not the kind of man you've dated before. As long as you're my woman, you'll be mine alone. You'll be my queen, but you'll be my personal slut. This pussy belongs to me now. If you don't like that, you can get dressed and I'll get you home safely. But that will also mean we'll never have this again. If you are okay with my terms, we can go shower together and you can help me change the sheets." She lovingly kissed my foreskin. Then, she got up, wrapped her arms around me, and nuzzled the hair on my chest while stroking my abs.

"I belong right here," she replied. She remembers it as "I'm going to stay right here." Same enough.

***EPILOGUE***

In the shower, I fingered her for her fourth orgasm of the night. She gave me a blowjob the morning after. It was her first time tasting and swallowing my cum or any man's for that matter.

Eight years later, we're still together and have been married for five. In that time, we've experimented with toys, sex swings, crotchless lingerie, and I had the pleasure of taking her anal virginity. We've fucked on Caribbean beaches, a resort on a Greek island, a hotel balcony overlooking the Eiffel tower, and on the terraces of several cruise ships.

[Zigspr]

WIFE SERVED TO MY BOSS



I am married to a Pakistani housewife. Her name is Mona. She is a beautiful woman, despite being in her forties, she has a curvy figure and looks relatively young.

She is born and bred in Pakistan and after getting married, we had an arranged marriage, Mona came to the UK.

Despite being in the UK for many years, Mona has been quite sheltered. She is shy and reserved by nature. Mona has never worked and has spent most of her time in the house.

Mona did learn to drive, so that she could do the college runs but had a limited social life outside of our family friends. Mona still struggled with her English therefore made very few English friends.

I worked for a Bank and my boss was an elder man. His name was Clive Jenkins, he was in his early sixties. He was a difficult man to work for. Clive was also known as a bit of a perv in the office.

The ladies would always say that Clive stared at them when they walked past and he looked for any excuse to call them into his office. I did catch him ogling at the women but that was none of my business.

I knew that Clive was divorced for many years and lived on his own. He wasn't very attractive, he was a big guy, with a thick waistline and had a large bald patch.

I was good to Clive because I had applied for a promotion at a different centre. I needed Clive to put in a good word, which he was reluctant to do. He told me that he didn't want me to leave his office and didn't want me to get this promotion. But I needed it.

One night, I was working late, so I asked Mona to pick me up. Whenever I had a late finish, I would ask my wife to drive to my office and pick me up. Normally I went home on public transport.

As no-one would be in the office, the security guards who knew me well, would just let Mona come upstairs. Normally, any visitor would require a pass.

Mona came up as always and would sit in the office having a cup of coffee, and just messaging on her phone. I would finish off and we would leave.

This particular evening, Mona was on her phone, messaging her sisters, and I was almost ready to leave, and suddenly I saw a light come on in the hallway.

I saw somebody walking towards the double doors, and I looked at Mona. I knew I was in trouble. The doors swung open and Clive walked into the office. He looked at me, 'Oh, you're still here?' He then glanced at Mona.

Mona stood up instinctively. She was wearing an orange Asian suit, called a shalwar kameez. 'Who's this?' 'Oh sorry, Clive. This is my wife, Mona. I know I should have got clearance but....'.

I began to mumble but then I saw Clive wasn't interested in what I was saying. He was more interested in Mona.

Clive looked up and down Mona's body, 'Oh it's okay. So this is your Missus?' 'Yes'.

Mona smiled at Clive. He was staring at Mona's boobs, which were quite prominent in her tight blouse.

'Where have you been hiding her?' Clive put his hand out and Mona shook it reluctantly. I could see his eyes undressing my wife. 'You can bring her here anytime. Just make sure you tell me she's coming'.

He looked at me and winked. 'I will wait downstairs'. Mona looked at me and made her way to the doors.

Clive's eyes followed her as she left and I saw him staring at Mona's bum. 'She's lovely. Phew'. I didn't know what to say, I just smiled.

That night I felt something strange. I had been aroused by seeing Clive staring at Mona with such lust.

Mona told me that my boss had filthy eyes, but I denied it. I told her that he's a nice person and she was just being over conscious.

But secretly I began to enjoy it. I imagined Mona in his arms. Clive's large hands fondling Mona's boobs, his tongue licking her all over.

The following day, I saw a change in Clive's attitude towards me. I got a call for an interview from the promotion I applied for, which meant that finally Clive had put a word in for me.

At midday, he called me into his office. I went at once, hoping for some good news. 'Come in. How are you'?

'I'm fine. Thanks Clive for putting a good word in for me'.

He smiled, 'Don't worry about it. You deserve it. It was nice meeting your missus. What's her name again'?

'Mona'.

'Oh yes. She's lovely. You're a lucky man'.

I started feeling abit awkward as he talked about Mona. Clive was sitting behind his desk, and he leaned towards me. 'I do like Pakistani women. They are so exotic, shy, and pure'.

'Yes they are'. 'I hope you don't mind me saying. But I thought about Mona last night'. I felt my mouth going dry. 'I couldn't get her out of my mind in fact. I think it's abit selfish having such a lovely wife and never sharing her with another man'.

I felt myself getting aroused. 'Clive, what do you mean?' Clive smiled, 'I want her. I really do.' 'She's my wife'. 'I know, and I also know that you won't mind me having her. I think you would even enjoy seeing Mona in bed with me. Seeing what I do with her.'

I started to feel horny. 'I know you like hearing this. I was fantasizing about her last night. Wow, your wife has an amazing body, those breasts, I couldn't keep my eyes off them.'

'Clive please. I have to go.' Clive kept on talking filthy about Mona and I wanted to hear more. 'I would love to drug her, and have her come into my arms so that I could touch her lovely body all over, have her completely helpless in my arms, She would feel my hands all over her delicious body, imagine seeing your wife being fondled by another man'.

'Clive, no, I don't want that'.

'Do you want your promotion?'

'Yes I need it.' 'Well, invite me to your house for dinner. Get your lovely wife to cook me a delicious Indian meal. Then I will take her into your bedroom and spend the night with Mona in your bed. I know you'll love it'.

I went home and felt numb. How would I get Mona to agree, would she agree? I told her about dinner and Mona was furious. 'No, not him. I don't like him'.

'Please Mona, I need this promotion. He loves Indian food. Cook him a nice meal, and he will be pleased'. Mona eventually agreed.

I asked her to dress in a nice shalwar kameez, I made sure it was tight. I also asked her to wear red lipstick. Mona didn't understand why she was getting dressed up but I insisted.

I started fantasizing about how the evening would be. I imagined Mona submitting to Clive's desires, and watching him all over her. I really wanted to watch, enjoy this unattractive man, making love to my wife.

The evening finally came. Mona spent the day cooking, she made biryani, and meat curry. She prepared a custard trifle for dessert. She was a wonderful cook.

Mona was all dressed up in a fancy orange shalwar kameez, and red lipstick. I told her that she had to be really polite to Clive, and this dinner had to go well.

Mona was worried about speaking English but I told her that she would have to keep Clive company but wouldn't really need to talk.

Both me and Clive left the office together. He followed me to our house. We hadn't spoken much during the day, but Clive told me in passing that he was looking forward to the evening.

As we both approached the door, Mona opened it and welcomed us. She looked lovely in her orange Asian suit, and I could see Clive's eyes light up.

I smiled at Mona, and Clive followed me in, 'Hi Moana', he smiled at Mona and put his arm around her. She looked so small as his arm went around her shoulders and he brought her close to him.

She smelt his body odour and I could see Mona pull her face away. But she was polite as I told her to be.

Mona went into the kitchen, and I asked her to bring some juice. Mona called me into the kitchen, 'Please take it inside'.

'No Mona. Clive wants you to serve him'. Mona looked at me startled.

'Be nice to him, okay'.

Mona came inside as me and Clive were talking.

Mona came towards us with the juice. He watched her walk in, and as she bent down, her scarf slid away from her bust.

Clive stared at Mona breasts, as he took the juice. He watched her walk back, with his eyes firmly on Mona's bum. 'I just want her now'.

'She won't agree.'

Clive took a bottle of tablets out of his pocket. 'This will make her horny'.

Mona started to set the table, and Clive was watching her as she came inside the room and would go back to the kitchen. 'Dinner's ready'.

I sat at the head of the table and Clive sat next to me. Mona sat opposite to him.

'Moana come and sit with me'. Clive stroked the base of the chair next to him. 'Don't be shy'. Mona looked at me. 'It's okay. Come on'.

Mona stood up and walked around to Clive. She sat next to him. Mona poured a glass of water for herself, 'Me too'. She poured water into Clive's glass.

'Please pass the biryani, sweetheart'. Mona smiled and leant across.

During the meal, I watched Clive's hand come closer to Mona's hand. Mona carried on eating. 'Please can I have some juice if you have any left'?

'Yes, I will get it'. Mona replied as she got up and walked to the kitchen.

Clive very calmly put two tablets into her water. They dissolved quickly. Mona came back and passed Clive the juice. We both watched Mona have the water.

She carried on eating and suddenly Clive stroked Mona's thigh. 'Lovely dinner'. 'Thank you'. Mona blushed.

As dinner finished, Mona began to clear the table. Clive sat back on the sofa, he looked well fed. I started to help Mona as she cleared the table.

'I feel light headed. Very strange'.

'It's okay, you're just tired. Read your prayers, and go to sleep early'.

I knew that wouldn't happen. Clive was probably going to ravage my wife all night, and I wanted to watch.

Clive came over to the kitchen as Mona was preparing her dessert. He was ogling over Mona's body, and she was completely unaware of his intentions for her.

Clive walked in and came behind Mona in the kitchen. 'Thank you for such a delicious meal'. Mona glanced around, 'It is okay'.

Clive looked down at Mona's boobs, 'You are such a lovely lady with such a beautiful body'.

He hugged her tightly, and I watched from behind the door. His large arms were wrapped around my wife, and I could see Mona close her eyes. He let her go eventually.

'Give him the dessert. I don't like him. I will go and read prayer now'.

Mona left the dessert as she glared at me and went upstairs.

I took the dessert inside and me and Clive ate together. 'I'm going up. She will be ready by now'. Clive winked at me and went upstairs to our bedroom. I followed behind.

'Moana, Moana'. Mona was on the prayer mat as she finished her prayers. Her scarf was wrapped tightly around her body. Mona was feeling strange, her body was tingling, and her head was floating in mid-air.

Clive stood by the door and watched Mona finish her prayers. 'Moana, are you okay? You came upstairs'. Mona picked up the prayer mat and looked at Clive. 'I'm just tired'.

'You would be, after preparing such a delicious meal.

He came towards her, 'Oh Moana, I don't want to leave yet'.

Mona felt Clive's arms around her, as I watched from the top of the stairs.

'Oh, no. What are you doing?'

'What I have wanted to do with you ever since I saw you. I think you want me too'.

Mona was slowly submitting to him, and I couldn't believe it.

'No, please'.

Clive pulled Mona's scarf off her slowly, and brought his face close to her. 'I don't think you've ever been with a real man. I can tell when I look into your eyes'.

His hands went down Mona's back, as he stroked her bum. Mona resisted him but he had her in his arms, and now his hands were all over her lovely bum.

Clive was breathing hard, 'Oh I'm going to ride you so hard, you won't be able to walk in the morning'.

Mona pushed but Clive began kissing Mona's lips. It was an unbelievable sight. Clive was all over my wife, she was being kissed by him, his tongue was licking her lips and her neck, and he pinned her against the wall.






Mona's legs parted slightly, as Clive pulled Mona's hair back and kissed her neck all over. Her scarf was on the floor as Clive's hands were all over Mona's body.

His hands were swarming all over Mona's bum, and her legs, before he grabbed Mona's breasts. 'Mmmm, soft and delicious. You are a little tart, aren't you?'

Mona seemed intoxicated as she smiled meekly. Clive fondled Mona's boobs, as he turned her around. He grabbed Mona's breasts from behind, and rubbed his erect penis against her.

His hand slipped under Mona's trouser and felt how wet she was. Mona was enjoying this, and I began to masturbate. Clive licked Mona's neck and rubbed her crotch, before taking her into our bed.






Clive stripped Mona down, uncovering her brown fleshy body, as she lay there naked waiting to be ridden by this horny white male.

Clive began licking Mona's body all over, I could hear her moaning louder and louder as I wanked myself off.

Clive's tongue travelled all over Mona's flesh, licking her nipples, sucking her boobs, as Mona brought Clive's head closer to her chest. He licked her stomach, and tongued her belly button, before turning his lustful desires to Mona's wet pussy.

Clive grabbed Mona's thighs, which he licked slowly, his tongue exploring Mona's inner thighs, before he brought his tongue towards Mona's dripping wet vagina.

She moaned loudly, as Clive's tongue plunged deep into her pussy hole and tasted her juices, he was licking her pussy like a wild man, as Mona began to cum.

Her body was shaking with the force of her pussy juices that were flowing like never before.

Her beauty had been opened up by this old white male who knew how to please her.




Clive's erect penis was beginning to cum, so he turned Mona around knowing that she was an anal virgin. Clive grabbed Mons's naked bum, and began licking her bum cheeks, kissing her fleshy bottom and tonguing her arsehole.

Mona farted as Clive's tongue entered her bum hole and he sniffed her. Mona screamed as Clive's erect penis rammed into Mona's tight arse.

He began to pump her from behind, and I could hear our bed shaking like it was about to collapse.

Mona orgasmed several times before Clive's load shot into her arse. He took her from behind and played with her boobs. Mona was about to pass out. She lay exhausted in our bed.

I went to sleep in the next room and Clive stayed with Mona in our bed.

During the night, I heard Clive fucking Mona again and again. I heard her crying later,

'No, no. Please'.

I crept into the room and watched from the door. Clive was on top of Mona and was ramming her sore pussy.

I woke up in the morning and Clive had already left. He took the day off, and gave me a paid holiday.

Mona opened up to me a while later. She found it hard to talk about that evening.

Mona told me that Clive made love to her six times that night. I did get the promotion.

[Zigspr]

An English Couple satisfy themselves with my wife’s body!!!!





I worked with a guy called Dan. We worked together for about a year and in that time, he became one of my best friends. We even car shared as well as going out for dinner on occasion. I realised that Dan loved Asian cuisine. He was extremely fond of Pakistani and Indian dishes and really admired Asian women.

Dan was a vegetarian mainly because his wife, Amy had convinced him to give up meat. So we would always go out to Indian vegetarian restaurants. I had caught him on occasion sneaking a look at some of the Asian women at the restaurants we visited.

He realised that I caught him and looked embarrassed. 'Mate, I really find Asian women attractive especially when they are dressed up in their Indian suits.'

I mentioned my wife, Mona to him many times. I told him that Mona was from Pakistan and was a fantastic cook. She was a traditional Pakistani housewife and she loved cooking for the family as well as taking care of the house.

I told Dan that I would like to invite him and his other half, Amy to our house so that they could enjoy my wife's cooking.

I don't know why I was so keen on Dan and Amy coming over, I knew that Dan had an attraction for Asian traditional women. Mona was beautiful and very innocent. She had a lovely curvy body and despite being forty, Mona had taken care of herself.

Yet I still wanted Dan to come to our house, knowing that he would find my wife extremely alluring. Dan was also keen on coming to my house for dinner and told me that he would speak with Amy. I had never met Amy before but I knew she was an IT consultant for a High Tech German company and she travelled a lot.

Dan had never met Mona either so it would be a good chance to have an evening together as couples and have a lovely dinner.

I told Mona about the plan of having dinner with my English friend and his wife, and Mona was shocked.

We had never had English people come over before. Mona had been in England for over twenty years but she was so sheltered. We had a close knit circle of friends and didn't meet anyone outside of it.

Mona was only really comfortable around the Pakistani community. She found socialising with English people very difficult because Mona was not very fluent in English.

I always encouraged her to go out and meet more people but even in shops if the cashier or attendant was English, Mona would always ask me to go and speak.

Now this was her worst nightmare, an English couple coming to our house for dinner.

Mona pushed back and said that she didn't know Dan or Amy and she would get bored as me and Dan would chat and she would not be able to have any conversation with Amy.

I hadn't met Amy myself so didn't know how she was like. I guessed being an IT executive who had a high paid job, she was probably quite sophisticated.

Anyway, eventually after weeks of convincing, Mona agreed to cook a vegetarian Pakistani meal for Dan and Amy. I was over the moon and set a date with Dan straight away. Amy was quite busy so we couldn't do it for a week or so.

I told Dan how Mona is the best cook and she has so much variety in her cooking. Dan told me that he was really looking forward to meeting my wife.

The evening came and Mona had spent the whole day cooking. She made vegetable biryani, potato spicy curry and onion bhajis. She had custard trifle for dessert, which was my favourite.

I told Dan earlier in the day that Mona was making multiple dishes and she had started cooking in the morning for him and Amy. Dan then asked me something strange. 'Mate is Mona submissive? I have heard Pakistani wives are really obedient to their men.'

'Not really. She has her own mind and doesn't always go along with what I say.'

'Mate, I don't know why I like the idea of your missus slaving away in the kitchen for me and Amy.'

I found it a strange comment but didn't dwell on it. We waited for our guests to arrive and it was 8.30pm. They were almost an hour late.

Dan called me and said that Amy got held up at work. I asked Mona to wear a nice Asian suit as I knew how much Dan liked Asian women in traditional shalwar kameez. I didn't tell Mona that.

She decided to wear a bright orange shalwar kameez with black embroidery. I also asked Mona to wear red lipstick and dark eye make-up. Once again, I knew that's what Dan liked.

Mona was nervous about having to socialise with this white English couple who she thought wouldn't even like her. A car arrived outside. Dan phoned me saying they were here. Finally!

I opened the door as Dan and Amy walked up. Mona stood in the kitchen door, which was in the hallway. Dan greeted me. 'Sorry mate. We're late. Amy's fault.' We shook hands as I laughed.

'Don't worry about it.' Amy came in behind him. 'This is Amy.'

I stared at this tall sexy brunette woman. Amy was very attractive. She had short wavy brown hair that reached the top of her shoulders and a lovely lean figure, which I could see in her tight black jeans. Amy was wearing a white blouse with grey flowers across her chest area. Amy had pouting lips as she smiled at me and shook my hand. She had a firm handshake.

I then turned to Mona. 'This is my wife, Mona.' Dan smiled at Mona. 'Hi Mona.' I could see him looking up and down Mona's body. He held out his hand but Mona was reluctant to shake it as she wasn't used to shaking hands with men. Mona did shake

Dan's hand. I saw his thumb rub along Mona's skin. 'I like your suit. Very nice.' Dan said to Mona as he let her hand go.

Amy then leant forward and gave Mona a peck on the cheek.

'I've heard a lot about you. Mmm the food smells great.' Dan said as he once again took an eyeful of Mona's figure. Mona smiled shyly. 'Thank you'.

I quickly led Dan and Amy into our lounge. I could see how attracted Dan was to Mona and I was already feeling aroused. Dan and Amy sat on the three seater sofa, me and Mona sat facing them.

Amy started messaging on her phone and she seemed bored already. I had asked Mona to make conversation with Amy but she couldn't.

I could tell how nervous Mona was. She crossed her legs and also started scrolling on her phone. Mona's legs were on display as her kameez had a long split up the side.

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Dan was eyeing up Mona's legs, which looked shapely under her shalwar. Her trouser had a thin cloth so her legs' shape was easy to see.

'So Mona, how long did it take you to cook the meal today?'

Mona looked up at Dan. 'Not really long.' Mona stuttered over her words as she smiled at Dan. He looked at her lips as she spoke.

'Mona I've been told you've been in the kitchen all day. It does smell delicious.' Dan tried to make conversation with my wife and he was trying hard. Mona blushed.

She was even more nervous now as my friend was trying to make conversation with her.

'No it's okay. I wanted to cook a nice meal.'

I turned to Mona, 'Mona get some juice for Dan and Amy while we wait for dinner to be ready.' Mona nodded her head. 'Okay.' Mona got up and looked relieved to be leaving the room.

I noticed Dan staring at Mona's bum as she left. Her suit was quite tight around her hips and bust. Mona hadn't worn this shalwar kameez for a while. She had obviously put on some weight since she last wore it. But it made Mona look even more sexy.

'Mate, Mona's lovely. I love her clothes.' I looked at Dan and was lost for words for a minute. 'Thanks mate.'

Dan complimenting Mona so openly made me abit uncomfortable. Amy also looked up but didn't seem bothered.

'What does your wife do?' Amy asked me in a sullen voice.

'She's a housewife.'

'Oh.' Amy looked back down at her phone.

Amy was pretty but seemed quite posh.

Mona came back in with a tray of drinks. She put the tray down on the coffee table. I

asked Mona to serve them.

Mona walked up to Dan with a glass of juice. She bent down slightly to pass him the drink and her scarf that was covering her bosom slipped down.

Dan had an eyeful of Mona's breasts as he took the glass from her hand. His fingers brushed against Mona's fingers, as he took the glass.

Mona looked at him and smiled. I was suddenly turned on. Mona gave him a luring smile and I didn't expect that from my shy innocent wife.

Mona gave Amy her drink and once again Dan's eyes followed my wife as she went back into the kitchen.

He must have seen that I noticed him ogling over Mona's body.

Dan had already told me how much Asian women turned him on and now he was in my house enjoying my wife as she paraded herself in front of him.

Mona was bringing in the dishes and Dan's lustful eyes were enjoying my wife's body as she walked in and out. Dan turned to me, 'Mona has such a lovely figure. She must take good care of herself.'

I was fully aroused as Dan couldn't keep his eyes off Mona's body. I knew he wanted her. I wasn't angry, in fact I was horny.

I could never imagine my shy innocent wife who was terrified of speaking with white people, actually being in the arms of an English man.

I started imagining Dan taking Mona into his arms, having his hands over her soft body as I watched helplessly.

I always knew that I had cuckold fantasies but hated to admit it even to myself. But now it was the perfect scenario. An English couple in our house and my innocent Pakistani wife being groomed for their entertainment.

Mona finished setting the table. 'Please come. Dinner is ready.'

Dan approached with Amy and they admired how the dishes looked.

'Wow. Mona I can't wait to taste your cooking.' Dan said as he smiled at Mona. Amy nodded her head. 'It does smell great. Thank you.'

Mona smiled as we took our places. Amy sat next to Mona on one side of the table and

I sat with Dan on the other side. As we began to eat, I noticed that Amy and Mona were talking now and that was a relief.

Amy asked what Mona planned to do or whether she was just happy being at home.

Mona smiled and said she was happy being a housewife.

Amy smiled at her as she ate her food slowly while looking at Mona.

Suddenly Mona looked uncomfortable. She wasn't eating at all.

Amy was relaxed as she complimented Mona for her cooking again. 'The food's delicious.' Amy touched Mona's hand.

Shortly after, Mona got up. 'I forgot something.' She quickly went to the kitchen. It was odd how Mona left the table. I went after her.

'Mona what's wrong?' Mona looked distressed. 'Amy, I don't like her. Do you know what she is doing?'

'What?'

'She's touching me under the table.'

'No it can't be.'

'She is strange. He is also looking at me. I don't like them.'

'Shhhh. What happened?'

Mona told me that Amy was eating and suddenly she felt Amy's foot touching her leg.

Amy knocked Mona's sandal off and began rubbing Mona's foot with her own foot. Her foot then caressed Mona's legs under her shalwar.

Mona thought it was an accident and she looked at Amy. But then she felt Amy rubbing her foot up and down her legs and slowly her foot started going up towards her thigh. Eventually she felt Amy's foot between her legs. That's when Mona came to the kitchen.

'Don't worry Mona. They are our guests.'

Mona looked at me. 'Look what she is doing. I am your wife.'

I took Mona in my arms and comforted her. 'Mona enjoy them. They like you.'

Mona stared at me. 'What do you mean?'

'Mona be a good host, enjoy the evening.'

Mona sighed.

Dan and Amy were White British, it was their country that once ruled her land. My wife would respect their authority. She would even accept being dominated by them.

I was now burning as I fantasised about Amy making love to Mona.

Watching Mona with another woman was my ultimate fantasy. Dan and Amy had come to taste more than just Mona's cooking.

Dan and Amy finished the meal, which they heartily enjoyed.

'Wow that was lovely. Thank you, Mona.' Dan smiled at my wife who looked away.

'What else have you got for us?' Amy asked in an authoritative tone.

'I have dessert.' Mona replied.

Amy stared at Mona. 'Okay. Bring us the dessert, we're waiting. Please can we see you wear the scarf over your head.'

Mona looked across at me and then back at Amy. 'Okay.'

I asked both Dan and Amy to sit on the sofa as we waited for Mona came back in and serve them.

Amy went to the bathroom upstairs.

Dan shifted towards me and spoke quietly.

'Mate that dinner was lovely. I know you've seen me staring at your wife. I'm sorry mate but she's so hot.'

I looked at Dan and knew he was being open about his intentions.

'I know mate. I'll be honest, I don't mind men looking at my wife. She is so modest and pious and that's what turns me on.'

'Me and Amy want her. We've always fantasised about a hot Indian woman in bed with us. Mona is perfect for us. She would be like our bride.'

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I was so horny now. 'I want to watch.'

'Mate, we also want you to watch us making love to her. We're gonna love every inch of her body, kiss her all over and you will see she will never be the same after we have had her. Bring her in now.'

Dan couldn't wait.

I sent Mona upstairs to freshen up. She put on fresh red lipstick, eye liner, and mascara. I wanted her to look like their bride.

Mona put her scarf over her head and she wore high heels. Mona came downstairs and she looked like a lovely Pakistani bride.

Mona didn't ask any questions. She did as she was told.

Mona slowly entered the lounge holding the dish of custard trifle.

Dan lustfully stared at Mona's beauty. Knowing she had dressed up to serve him and his wife.

'Oh Mona. We've been waiting for you.' Amy was sitting alongside Dan and looked up and down Mona as she entered. Amy's lips parted as she lustfully admired Mona.

Dan couldn't wait to take Mona's clothes off. All evening he had longed to have Mona in his arms, to have his hands all over her body, which he had been staring at all evening.

Amy looked cold as she wrapped her arms around herself. Mona looked at her. 'I will bring you my shawl.' Mona went outside and got her shawl.

She walked up to Amy and bent down placing it carefully over Amy's shoulders. They both smiled at each other. Mona had felt her body tingling from the moment Amy's foot had travelled up her legs.

Dan and Amy parted, making room for my wife between them on the sofa. I sat facing them and I felt weak as my wife submitted to another man and his wife's advances.

Amy knew that Mona had been seduced slowly and she would submit to her and Dan's desires.

Mona could see how much they wanted her and she was feeling weak. She looked at me for strength as I was her guardian. But I had already given her to their desires.

Amy asked Mona for the trifle. Mona slowly filled a bowl with the custard trifle and brought it to Amy.

Dan stared at Mona's trembling body. 'Come and sit with us.'

Mona looked at me and I nodded. 'Go on do what they say.'

Mona's eyes became teary but she walked forward and slowly slid between Dan and Amy.

Amy took the custard from Mona's hands.

Amy stroked Mona's face lovingly. 'You are so beautiful. Pure and innocent.'

Amy was breathing hard as her finger tips caressed Mona's quivering lips. 'Have you ever been kissed by a woman?'

Mona shook her head as she gulped. Amy slowly came forward and kissed Mona's lips. It was a slow sensual kiss.

'Oh my darling, your lips are sweet.'

Mona nodded her head. Amy dipped her finger into the trifle and slowly spread it across Mona's lips. Mona tasted the custard from Amy's finger which went inside Mona's mouth.

Mona began licking Amy's finger slowly and my excitement grew as this sexy white lady was playing with my wife. Mona still had her scarf on and now she was submitting to Amy's desires.

'Kiss me'

Amy kissed Mona's lovely lips as Mona began to kiss her back. Mona felt a strange sensation in her body as this sexy white lady was kissing her lips with passion and desire,

Amy took Mona into her arms, their lips were all over each other. Amy's lips were all over Mona's lips and her tongue went inside Mona's mouth.

Mona felt her excitement growing as she felt Amy's tongue inside her mouth and their tongues began to move over each other's.

Mona's tongue was now inside Amy's mouth as she felt Amy touching her breasts from under her scarf.

Amy slowly took Mona's scarf off her head, and ran her fingers through her hair as they looked at each other intoxicated in passion for each other's bodies.

Mona had never felt desire for another woman before. It was unthinkable but now she wanted to be in Amy's arms and be kissed and licked all over by her.

Amy and Mona came together as they once again kissed passionately as I watched.

Amy was kissing Mona wildly as their noses rubbed against each other's and their saliva was rubbing all over each other's mouths. Amy's lips slowly went down Mona's neck as she slipped her hand under Mona's shalwar.

Mona opened her mouth and moaned, as she felt Amy's fingers rubbing her pussy over her panties.

Mona felt warm and she was horny for Amy's lips and fingers.

'I'm getting you ready for Dan.' Mona looked at Amy and her eyes were showing her bewilderment.

Mona looked at me as Dan took my wife into his arms from behind.

Mona almost resisted being in the arms of another man. But I wanted Dan to have Mona as I watched. Dan's hands began to touch Mona's breasts from behind and he took Mona deeper into his arms. She was breathless as this man fondled her lovely body and whispered into her ear about how beautiful she was.

'Mmmm, what a woman you are.'

Mona had never felt another man's hands on her body before.

Dan brought Mona's face towards his own and he began kissing Mona's lips. His manly hands fondled Mona's boobs as his tongue travelled inside Mona's mouth.

Mona was seduced as she felt his hands fondling her breasts, while Amy came forward and slipped her hand under Mona's wet panties.

Dan and Amy were pleasuring Mona's body and her moans showed me how much she was enjoying them. Her scarf dropped to the floor.

Dan began to disrobe Mona's covered body as he took off her blouse and she resisted being unclothed for a moment. Amy put her finger on Mona's lips. 'Shhhh, we want to kiss your body.'

Mona was in her black bra as she tried to cover her upper body with her arms. Amy took Mona's arms away.

Dan unhooked Mona's bra as he looked at me. 'Your wife's beauty is too much.'

Dan ran his hands over Mona's back as he marvelled at my wife's naked breasts.

'I want to kiss her all over.' Dan said to me as he played with Mona's boobs. Dan began kissing Mona's upper body, licking her lovely breasts, which he held firmly in his hands. He played with her nipples before running his large hands all over her naked back.

Mona was a 36C cup size and her breasts were soft and bouncy. Mona was unclothed and Amy pushed Mona down on to the sofa to lie down, as her hands travelled all over Mona's lovely topless body.

Amy brought her lips to Mona's chocolate brown nipples and she began licking them, her lips were all over Mona's boobs.

Mona was moaning loudly as she felt Amy's mouth all over her body.

Amy took my wife's trouser off, and slid Mona's panties down. She passed them to Dan who smelt Mona's cum on them.

Amy removed her own blouse to reveal her firm chiselled body. Amy's body was a contrast to Mona's body, which was soft and tender.

Amy had a lovely white and pink complexion and she took off her silky white bra. Amy brought Mona's face into her own chest as Mona kissed another woman's body for the first time.

I watched Mona's lips all over Amy's breasts as Mona began sucking Amy's hardened pink nipples. Amy kept Mona's face in her chest as she opened her legs and sat in Mona's lap.

I watched Amy rubbing her breasts against Mona's soft boobs. Amy's breasts were smaller and tight, she began to grind her breasts against Mona's soft bouncy boobs and they both moaned together as they began kissing and licking each other's lips.

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Mona had Amy in her lap as their breasts rubbed together and Amy started to grind her pussy against Mona's groin.

Dan and Amy led Mona upstairs to our bedroom soon after.

Mona was completely naked as she was taken into our marital bed.

Dan put Mona's scarf over her head as he had Mona in his arms. His hands touched every part of her body as he kissed my wife's naked flesh. 'I can smell the curry from your wife's body.'

Dan looked up at me as he played with Mona's boobs, teasing me as he pinched her nipples.

Dan took my wife down in bed. I watched and began to masturbate as Dan lay on top of Mona and began kissing her lips, his tongue in Mona's mouth as he rubbed his leg between Mona's legs.

Dan slowly began to tongue Mona's body all over, his tongue travelled down Mona's neck and then he licked her juicy soft breasts all over.

I thought Mona was about to pass out as she was so horny in Dan's arms and I watched my wife hold Dan's erect penis.

Mona caressed Dan's cock in her hand as he licked Mona's nipples.

Dan looked back at me as he came down to Mona's wet pussy. He slowly licked her vagina and Mona shrieked as her love juices began to flow.

Mona was about to orgasm as Dan's tongue touched her clit and she played with Dan's hair.

Dan let my wife go as Amy climbed into bed with Mona. They began to kiss and lick each other's bodies like hungry lesbian lovers.

I watched as Amy licked Mona's body all over and her fingers went deep inside Mona's wet throbbing pussy. Amy went down to delight Mona's womanhood with her tongue and she licked deep inside Mona's vagina as Mona began to scream in ecstasy.

Mona began to cum inside Amy's mouth uncontrollably.

Dan climbed on top of my wife as she lay exhausted in our bed. Dan took Mona's limp body in his arms and began to kiss her lips as he guided his penis inside Mona's throbbing hot pussy.






Dan began to pleasure my wife's exhausted but erotic body with his penis and I began to cum as I watched Dan slide his long hard penis into Mona's sore wet pussy and her body was shaking uncontrollably. Mona's breasts were swaying from left to right as Dan was going inside her hard.

Amy opened her legs and climbed on top of my wife's face. She lowered herself over.

Mona's open mouth. Mona began to give Amy oral sex as she was forced to lick Amy's lovely pink vagina that was also dripping wet.

Dan was bringing my wife to an orgasm while Amy was grinding her wet pussy all over Mona's mouth.

Dan began to cum inside my wife's throbbing pussy, and Amy was screaming as she was cumming inside Mona's mouth.

The sex triangle in which my pious wife was the centre piece began to grind to a halt.

Dan and Amy slept with my wife that night while I slept downstairs and continued to masturbate as I recalled my wife's sexual awakening.

I couldn't satisfy myself enough as I kept thinking back to how my wife was in the arms of another man and woman, and to see Mona submitting to them while I watch, was the stuff of dreams for me. Mona's wedding night with this horny couple was done.

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MOM'S NIGHT OUT

My mom Shobha Banerjee, aged forty-five years, has been divorced by my father some seven years back.

Mom is around five feet and three inches tall with a very fair complexion. She has a very sexy looking face with thick, lush, pouting lips and a perfect set of pearly white teeth. Shoulder length black hair with a reddish tinge of henna frame her face. A bit on the fatter side, her hips are wide, the type Indian men go crazy for. She has a couple of folds of extra fat on either side of her midriff. That makes her look more alluring. Her 28DD breasts are like two large bouncy globes. Having accidentally watched her changing her dress, I had seen her bare breasts a couple of times. Sagging slightly, they are shaped like domes or large onions. Two fat, juicy, upright nipples; deep brown in colour and the size of large gbangs stand up proudly on a large base of light brown areolas adorning her large milk pots. Mom's large round asses, shaped like two big globes sway alluringly when she walks.

Mom usually dresses up in very low cut sleeveless blouses, which show the full length of her white, fleshy arms; a lot of cleavage and the major portion of her back. She wears her saree an inch below her navel, which again is an exquisite part of her body. Her navel is a perfect nice little hollow, centered right in the middle of her white fleshy belly.

Bengali women are known to be some of the hottest women in India and mom fits the tag perfectly. Although she hasn't had any man in her life since my father left her, she turns the head of every man whenever she goes out. I have watched how men, young and old, ogle at her voluptuous body with undisguised lust in their eyes. I don't know why she has not married or denied herself a boy friend after her divorce, but the way she carefully flaunts her ripe sexy body, would make even an impotent man regain his sexual vigour.

I have a few friends and one of them is Hamid. He is my best friend. Hamid is actually five years older than me. But since we live in the same locality we have become friends. Hamid is a very big guy. Also being a football player, he has a strong muscle bound body. Girls never fail to notice Hamid and a lot of them secretly desire to sleep with him. Naturally, he has an enviable sex life.

I was very close to Hamid for many reasons, but one important reason was that Hamid had initiated me into sex. Had he not coaxed one of his widow aunts to have sex with me, I would have remained a virgin till date. Hamid has no dearth of women as I have already stated. From young virgins to mature married ladies, the women considered themselves extremely lucky if they could get fucked by Hamid. I, on the other hand had only his widow aunt Zaheeda. We had to keep our relationship a very closely guarded secret, not only because it was illicit, but also because a ***** guy having sex with a '. woman would not be taken too kindly by either of the societies.

One evening, Hamid and I sat together for a chat. We had a bottle of beer each and a plate of fries. The topic revolved around sex. Hamid asked me how I liked fucking his aunt Zaheeda. Although Zaheeda was a few years older than my mom, closer to fifty and a bit skinny, she was a very horny woman and fucking her was a delight. I said as much to Hamid.

"Actually, all mature women have a greater craving for sex. In fact, I enjoy sex more with mature women than with young girls," Hamid remarked matter of factly.

I had sex with only one woman in my life, who was a mature woman. From my own experience, I could tell that Hamid wasn't far from the truth.

The evening was wearing on and the alcohol had made both of us a bit mellow. Sipping bear from his mug, Hamid lowered his voice a bit and asked, "Your mom hasn't had any man in her life after her divorce?"

I replied in the negative.

"If you don't mind my saying...," Hamid trailed off.

"What? Come on. Speak freely," I said.

"...she must be horny as hell," Hamid completed his sentence. I remained silent, unsure as to what to say to that.

"Sorry Sandip, if I have hurt your feelings. The thought just came to my mind. No hard feelings pal." There was a tinge of regret in his voice.

"Not at all." I was quick to assuage Hamid's feelings. The last thing I wanted to see was any kind of misunderstanding between the two of us.

"Actually, I am not too sure about her sexual feelings. She has never expressed her thoughts to me," I replied thoughtfully.

"Its OK," Hamid said somewhat relieved.

"Actually, Shobhaji is a fine healthy woman and if I am honest, her dresses are pretty provocative," Hamid continued.

I couldn't disagree on that. And the fact remained that whenever Hamid had visited our house, he had a difficult time trying to conceal a very large and visible bulge between his legs which appeared whenever mom came near him.

Although my mom treated Hamid as just my friend and smiled and chatted with him whenever he came to our house, I have always had a faint suspicion that the appearance of this very sexy lady aroused Hamid strongly.

"Maybe, your mom does want sex with a man, but is afraid or hesitant to express it. It was the same with Zaheeda aunty you know?" Hamid asked questioningly.

"I knew she wanted to be fucked desperately, but it took a lot of convincing on my part to make her sleep with you. Very few women are overt in nature," he continued.

Sipping from my mug, I nodded silently in agreement.

"Sandip, Bengali women are very horny and have an insatiable appetite for sex," Hamid said.

"I agree with you totally on that one," I replied with a mischievous smile.

Hamid laughed aloud and then said, "Your mom being a Bengali woman and also for the fact that she hasn't had a man for such a long time, must be horny as hell. That's what I was saying at the beginning."

"Your logic is quite sound," I replied, also laughing aloud.

Here Hamid lowered his voice substantially and said, "There has been something else in my mind for some time. I wanted to talk to you about it. But being unsure as to whether it would be proper, I have refrained from raising the point with you."

"When I have heard so much, I might as well hear the rest of it. Come on," I replied quickly.

"You sure...?" Hamid asked hesitantly.

"Of course" I was quick to reply.

"Well...," his voice had dropped to a whisper, "Sandip, I find Shobhaji very attractive and sexy. I always think about her. She is in all my dreams and fantasies. I know I am too young to marry her. But I want to make love to her. Somehow I want to have her in my arms and kiss her." He said it all in almost one single breath.

"But how?" I asked aloud, wonder in my eyes.

"Leave it to me Sandip. Just tell me if you would mind if I tried to seduce her? But believe me, both, your mom and I would enjoy immensely from the experience. But if you find it objectionable, I wouldn't proceed." There was an earnestness in Hamid's voice.

"I have no objection to that, if she consents to your proposal. After all both of you are mature adults," I said calmly.

"Thanks. I will invite her to dinner one day and then let us see what fate has in store for us," he said almost gratefully.

The next day, Hamid came to our house to invite mom and me for a dinner at his place in the evening. Mom was very inquisitive as to the occasion. Hamid said that he had intended to invite her for a very long time, but had some problems till now. The problems having cleared, he wanted to have her as a guest. Mom readily agreed with a smile.

On the appointed day, in the evening mom and I arrived at Hamid's house at around eight in the evening. Mom had taken a lot of time for her makeup. She wore a black chiffon saree, a daringly cut sleeveless blouse and matching black high heel slippers. Her dress exposed her extremely fair, fleshy body more than it concealed. Moist red lipstick on her lush lips made her look like a sex goddess. Her nails were also painted in a shade of red matching with the colour of her lipstick. Her feet were adorned with silver anklets and toe rings, while she wore black glass bangles on her wrists. Her vampish looks was arousing even to me.





Hamid welcomed us warmly. He was smartly dressed too, in a tight fitted jeans and a fitting T shirt.

Food was ready to be served. There was some alcohol too. Mom didn't take alcohol. All the same, Hamid asked whether she would like some gin. He assured mom that gin had a nice tangy taste and was a ladies' favourite. Mom, after much persuasion, agreed to take a little. She obviously liked it as she took the glass without prompting after Hamid refilled it. Hamid and I took whisky. After the drinks steaming hot mutton biryani (a dish made with rice and mutton) and mutton curry were served. The food was extremely well cooked and delicious. We agreed to extra helpings without much persuasion on Hamid's part.

After finishing our food, we had one more round of drinks as we sat down to chat. After a while, I asked for permission to leave as I had a little bit of urgent work at home. I told mom to continue with her chat for some more time, after which Hamid would bring her home. She agreed to that. Obviously, she was finding the chat refreshing and enjoyable and didn't want to leave so early. I, on the other hand, instead of going home actually concealed myself in the adjoining room to watch the proceedings. That had been arranged by Hamid beforehand.

Immediately after I had left, Hamid sat himself next to mom on the sofa.

"Shobhaji, I am unhappy that you didn't like the food," he said with some hurt showing on his face.

"Oh no Hamid! In fact I liked it immensely. It was great." mom said.

"Why did you refuse extra helpings then?" Hamid asked.

"I had two extra helpings. My stomach was full after that. I couldn't take more, believe me," mom explained.

"I don't believe that you couldn't have taken more. Let me check your stomach to see if it is full or not." There was mischief in his voice.

"Sure, check," mom said promptly. She had obviously lost some of her inhibitions on account of the good food and under the influence of alcohol. She appeared somewhat unrestrained and was mirthful.

Hamid placed one hand on her belly, took the other hand behind her back and also put it on her belly from the other side in a sort of embrace.

"Hmmm...I think you told the truth after all," Hamid told, his hands roaming all over mom's fleshy, sexy belly. She made no effort to remove his hands either.

Lust gleamed in Hamid's eyes and a visible bulge was noticeable under his jeans.

"Shobhaji, may I ask you a personal question with your permission?" Hamid asked.

"Permission granted," mom said with a throaty laugh.

"Why haven't you remarried?" Hamid asked looking inquiringly into mom's eyes.

"Marry at this age? And having a grown up son too?" she queried incredulously.

"OK, you can at least have a boy friend" Hamid persisted. "Besides you are far from an old hag. I find you an extremely beautiful woman." Hamid was trying to be at his seductive best. His embrace around mom's waist had become tighter and his right index finger was probing her navel.

"Well then find me a boy friend," mom said with an amused laugh.

"I have already found one. He is sitting next to you," he replied, looking intently into mom's eyes.

"Thanks for the joke Hamid. I liked it," mom said laughing again.

"This is no joke Shobhaji. I am serious. I really love you. As a man loves a woman. I have long dreamt of holding you in my arms, to kiss your wonderful lips" the words blurted out of Hamid's mouth. He pulled her close to his chest and put his warm lips on her cheek.

"Nooo...!" mom exclaimed loudly in protest.

"I am your friend's mother. I am like your mother too. You must not bear such thoughts about me Hamid." She pleaded earnestly as she tried to free herself from his tight embrace.

Hamid moved his hands from her belly and cupped her face in a flash. He looked longingly into mom's eyes. "I know where our relationship stands. You are my best friend Sandip's mom. You are like my mom," he said haltingly.

"But you are not my real mother. I respect your seniority, but I also love you as a man loves a woman," Hamid continued.

"In fact, I fell in love with you the day I first saw you. Shobhaji, you are the woman of my dreams." The earnestness in Hamid's eyes was intense. He couldn't be shaken off and was slowly overpowering her resistance.

Mom realizing that she might not be able to defend herself much longer, made one last ditch effort.

"I understand your emotions Hamid, but you and Sandip are friends. If he comes to know about it, your friendship will be lost for ever. He will even hate me, his mom, for that. You have to understand it," she tried in her most appealing voice.

Hamid seemed to have a ready answer to mom's last protestations. "Shobhaji, please don't worry about that. Sandip understands that you have your physical demands and that you have abstained for a long time. He would not mind in the least if you and I have a relationship. In fact, I have already talked to him about that earlier. Trust me." He removed the last hurdle with his reassuring voice.

Mom had no answer to that. Hamid's hungry lips encircled her luscious, ruby red lips. He was not just kissing, he was sucking her lips madly. The warm hungry kiss dissolved her last resistance. Hamid's tongue probed the inside of her mouth and entwined her tongue in his. Mom found herself slowly responding to his hungry kisses.

Encouraged by her responses Hamid threw open his T shirt. His bare, broad, muscular and hairy chest was open before mom's eyes. She stared at his chest in open admiration. Long years of abstention had finally aroused the fires of passion deep within her. She ran her fingers through the hair on his broad, muscular chest.

Hamid wasted no time in unbuttoning her blouse. With her active co-operation, the flimsy blouse came off her body in seconds. Mom's voluptuous breasts, held in the tight confines of a black lacy bra were screaming to be freed. Hamid's hands moved to her back and unclasped the straps as the bra came off. The ample, white, glorious milk pots adorned by the gorgeous brown areolas and the fat, juicy nipples stood out in all their glory.

Hamid dragged her to his chest and almost crushed her huge tits in embrace as his lips once again set out to kiss mom's neck and his teeth nibbled at her earlobes. Hot sighs escaped from her lips as she visibly enjoyed the foreplay.

Hamid's hands lowered to cup mom's mammoth mammaries and squeezed them hard. A low squeal escaped her throat, but Hamid was unrelentingly cruel. The acres of white female flesh had made him hungrier than anything he had ever felt in his life. He took one of the nipples between his thumb and forefinger and twitched it while the other was taken between his hungry lips. It seemed that Hamid was madly sucking a big ripe black gbang. That left mom moaning loudly. She was pulling Hamid's head with both her hands, bringing it even closer to her boob. There was not a shred of doubt that mom had succumbed to her passions.

"Mmmm...delicious...absolutely delicious," Hamid remarked approvingly, tugging one of her juicy nipples with his lips and savouring the taste.

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Mmmm...delicious...absolutely delicious," Hamid remarked approvingly, tugging one of her juicy nipples with his lips and savouring the taste.

He next set himself to disrobe mom completely. His deft hands found the spot about an inch below mom's sexy navel, where the folds of her saree were tucked. He pulled it out dexterously with mom showing very visible signs of encouragement. Hamid unwrapped the saree from mom's body with her active cooperation. Her black petticoat was the last piece of clothing to come off her body. There she lay totally nude in all her glory.

Hamid quickly freed himself from his jeans and with only his briefs on pounced on mom's naked body like a hungry tiger who had found a prey after a long wait.

Mauling her breasts with both hands, Hamid sunk his face on her fleshy belly to give a long hot kiss as mom squirmed with pleasure. His warm lips planted hot kisses on her wide hips, as it slowly came down along her fat, creamy thighs to her feet and sucked her left big toe like a lolly. Each kiss, each movement of his expert tongue, took her to greater heights of pleasure as clearly evident from her moans, which grew louder and louder.

Then he flipped her on her stomach with her bottom up and again his hot lips planted hot kisses from the nape of her neck, all the way down her back until it hovered on her hips.

Hamid grabbed mom's large globe like fleshy ass, mauled them viciously and parted them to reveal her small ass hole. His tongue licked all along the crevice of her ass and came to rest on her ass hole where it darted in and out like a serpent's tongue.

"Ohhh nooo...." Mom's scream trailed off as Hamid unrelentingly set her hotspots on fire one by one. His hands firmly clasped her thighs, pulled them apart and his tongue set out to complete the rest of the journey from the crevice of her ass to the bottom end of her cunt as she still lay pinned down on her stomach.

This was proving too much of a pleasurable punishment for mom as she began to thrash her legs out of pure ecstasy. Mom's sex, having been dormant for so many years had jumped to life under the careful and well orchestrated stimulations of Hamid.

Hamid flipped her over on her back and parted her legs. Her thick, jet black pubic bush glistening with her juices lay exposed in all its glory. She was nearly prepared to take Hamid inside her, but he was not finished as yet. He planted his mouth firmly on her pussy and his roving tongue darted in and out, slurping the oozing juice. Mom was clenching her teeth as if she could bear it no more, when his tongue started to tickle her clitoris.

"Ahhhhh...." mom screamed and bucked her hips violently that almost threw Hamid off the bed. Hamid pinned her down and determinedly continued with his erotic game of teasing her clitoris with his tongue. Out of pure ecstasy, she raised herself partially from her supine position, grabbed Hamid's hair with both her hands and pushed his face deeper into her pussy.

"Lick it, every drop of juice in my cunt." The hitherto sex starved woman imploring loudly as her voice trailed away. Hamid was only too glad to oblige her and continued with his tongue play even more vigorously.

Minutes later, mom's body began to quiver vigorously. Her face contorted and her thigh muscles tightened around Hamid's face.

"Aaaahhh...aaahhh...aaahhh," she screamed like a woman possessed. The pupils of her eyes dilated and her cheeks flushed crimson as she exploded and a sharp spray of her carnal juices hit Hamid's mouth. Hamid continued to lick her pussy dry as if he was drinking the nectar of life. It seemed unending. Mom's eyelids drooped and her face showed unadulterated bliss derived from the just concluded sexual encounter.

"Shobhaji...," Hamid started to say, when she put a finger on his lips.

"No. Just call me Shobha. I know no word that could explain the pleasure you gave me today. No word of thanks is sufficient Hamid." There was genuine gratitude in mom's voice.

Hamid embraced her tightly, planting kisses on her cheeks as she hugged him equally tightly. This time there was no resistance from her. She was welcoming him for more.

"Shobha baby, this is just the beginning. I have a lot more in store for you. I will explore every crevice of your hot, sexy body. Making you cum was one of the greatest pleasures of my life so far. Trust me, I will never allow it to end," Hamid said endearingly.

"Take me as you wish Hamid. From now on, I am all yours," mom replied with equal affection.

"Yeah baby, I know you belong to me only and I will give you the greatest pleasure of your life" Hamid said as he once more began to tweak her right nipple with his fingers.

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In the midst of this action, Hamid undid his briefs and his eight inches long and two inches thick, circumcised cock sprang free from its confines. The skin was deep chocolate in colour and the head was large, bulbous and deep red in colour. It was glistening with the dew of his pre-cum and swaying like a raging python. His pubic hair was cleanly shaved and beneath the base of his massive erection nestled the sac confining two heavy balls.

"Ohhh my God!..., this is a monster" mom's voice trailed in disbelief as she looked at that brute specimen of manhood. Shock clearly showed in her eyes. It was intimidating, yet fascinating at the same time. Hamid's throbbing monster cock had riveted her attention unlike anything else she had seen in her entire life.

Hamid took her right hand, flattened her palms and placed it under his erect cock. She ran her hand along its entire length to get the feel of it and tried to enclose it with her fingers. But the enormous girth of the cock prevented her from having a total grip on the monster.

Encouraging her to pet his cock, Hamid thrust his right index finger again into her juicy cunt and again started to tease and stimulate her clitoris. His teeth began to nibble her right nipple and his toe started to rub the soles of her feet.

Very soon audible moans of pleasure emanated from both their throats. At Hamid's constant sexual remonstrations her pussy got wet again in no time.

"Baby, don't you want to taste my cock?" Hamid lovingly asked, holding the hair at the back of her head firmly with one of his hands. He was obviously in no mood to wait for an answer as he pulled her face down to his manhood.

Mom ran her tongue slowly on the large, wet bulbous dome. Hamid shut his eyes in pleasure. Her tongue found the slit at the tip of his cock and caressed it, which sent an electric shock through his body and made him jump with uncontrollable pleasure.



Her tongue was now running all over the place, licking the shaft from the base upwards to the tip, sucking the balls and gobbling the large tip which sent Hamid into delirious spasms. The last act was proving to be a bit difficult for her, considering the enormity of his dickhead and when she gorged it in, her cheeks puffed. Once his dick was in her mouth, Hamid pushed violently, almost ramming it down her throat. Mom nearly choked at that and Hamid quickly brought out his cock from her mouth.
Giving her a little time to recover, Hamid parted her legs wide to widen the gate of her cunt. "Time to fuck my babe," he hissed bringing his face very close to her ears and nibbling on her lobes. 
"Yesss, yesss.... please fuck me. I can't wait any longer." She was imploring in the sexiest voice that ever emanated from her throat. Having cooked his goose well, it was time for Hamid to eat it now.
Placing the head of his dick at the entrance of her cunt, he mounted her. A little push saw the large, bulbous head disappear into her cunt. He pushed some more as he set to drive his huge cock into the depths of her pussy.




Obviously, the enormous girth of his cock was finding some resistance from the constricted confines of mom's inner channel. She was grimacing in pain as he tried to force himself in. At that Hamid halted in his effort, pulled back a little, took a deep breath and with all the force of his hips rammed his gigantic cock right upto the hilt into the depths of her cunt.

"Aaaahhh....oooohhh....nooo!" mom grimaced in pain with a loud shriek as the monster ripped through her confines and hit her insides like a sledge hammer. 

Allowing her just a moment to regain her breath, Hamid started to fuck her in a slow rhythmic motion. Mom's tight, wet, velvety cunt gripped his cock snugly, as it moved in and out with ease. His lips met hers in an endearing kiss and their tongues probed the insides of each other's mouth. With one hand he squashed one of her large melons. Very soon, mom was starting to enjoy the fuck of this stud bull. Moans of carnal pleasure escaped both their lips.

"Aaaahhh...oooo...," she began to squeal with ecstasy. Mom's held him tightly in her arms while her legs entwined Hamid's. Every cell of her body was afire.

"Love it, don't you my slutty babe?" Hamid asked as he mauled one of her mammoth mammaries viciously. He moved his lips from hers, bent his head slightly to suck at the other nipple. Hamid's slow fuck and his hot lips were taking her to higher heights of pleasure. 

"Yeahhh... I love it... I love it.... fuck me hard...kill me with your love Hamid..." mom begged like a bitch in heat.

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No further imploring was required. Hamid instantly increased the tempo of his fucking. Pulling back slightly, he rammed his thick rod into her depths with each fuck. Mom also lifted her hips slightly to take in the pounding of Hamid's piston. No longer was it painful. She was welcoming each robust fuck like a very healthy cow mating with a stud bull. Hamid continued to plow her pussy like a frenzied man.

The seemingly endless fuck was slowly building into a climax. The first signs manifested when mom's groans became louder. Her red finger nails were digging into Hamid's bare back. "Aaaahhh...aaaahhh...I can't take it any more...fuck me hard...fuck me...," she groaned ecstatically. "I love you Hamid...I love you my darling," she swooned.

Hamid's rapid thrusts now matched her frantic implores. "Aaaahhh...aaarghh...," he grunted with each heavy thrust of his hips. His hands were now mauling her bare body. Time and again he sunk his teeth into her creamy white flesh.

"You bitch...you whore..." he growled as he madly pounded away at her pussy. His verbal abuses were arousing her even more.

Finally, mom's toes began to tense and bend. Her heavy thighs tightened around Hamid's hips. She tugged at his hair with both her hands and kissed his face madly. "Ooohhh...ooohhh....ohhh my God...ooohhh...," screaming like a woman possessed, with one final thrust of her wide fleshy hips, she spent herself.

"Aaahhh...aaarghhh...aaahhh...here I come my baby..." Shrieking in the throes of carnal pleasure, Hamid rammed his monster rod a couple of more times before shooting jet after jet of thick white cum into the inner recesses of mom's cunt.

Lying for a few more moments on mom, Hamid dismounted her. Having spent themselves completely, they lay blissfully in each other's embrace.

I realised at that point that not only was my cock stiff as an iron rod, but it was aching badly having witnessed the carnal rendezvous. I tiptoed to the bathroom, freed it from my pants and jacked off the biggest load of my life.