31-01-2019, 01:06 PM
"You aren't using me, Bhabi. Honest. I want to be with you."
"Jawad! I swear on my children's life that I never have been with other than my husband in my life,"
"I know it Bhabi and I know you better." I knew her too well and was pretty sure it was the first extramarital affair for her. Or so she said and she was probably truthful. She'd been mostly faithful to her husband.
She felt more relaxed, I had reassured her.
I smiled at her and took her hand; She stroked my hand and smiled in return. I placed her hand onto my chest, onto my heart. "Come on Bhabi, what do you say? Feel my heart, how it throbs, how it beats for you! Why can you deny this? Deny what you feel for me? I love you! I promise I will give you all my respect, because my heart, this heart is yours. Yes, I want you so desperately. This is what we both want, each other. We can't back out now."
We locked eyes, and I gently pushed her down onto the sofa, moving over and lay down on top of her and put my lips onto her lips. While she was saying, " don't do Stop it, please." softly over and over making no attempt to stop me. I felt her body melting into my hands. She couldn't hold it any longer. She responded me and kissed passionately on my lips. Her legs opened so suddenly I was lying in between them. My heart leap with joy! For the first time Shahida Bhabi allowed me to kiss her passionately, with sexual feeling. It was a long kiss. Her lips were the softest I'd ever felt. Our lips parted, and I felt her tongue, warm and soft, caressing mine. Her mouth was moist and she tasted clean and fresh. Her arms were clenched tightly around my neck, her eyes filled with both fear and desire. Both of us were breathing heavily, I hugged her tightly and she held me firmly as well. We began kissing each other like mad. Our tongues began wrestling furiously after which I kissed her cheeks, neck and shoulders. Her breasts pressed against my chest. I tried to put some distance between us while I kept sucking her tongue so that I can squeeze her breast. But could not, as she was holding me hard against her body pressing her breasts against me. My beloved Shahida was mine.
I was kissing and licking her checks, eyes, nose, neck, ears and shoulder. Shahida Bhabi was breathing heavy and slightly moaning at each kiss, at each caress, her body trembling, passing on the message of her desire for me. Her hands were clutching, embracing me tightly. My cock was hard and was touching her mound, knowing she could feel my love message to her. For how long we were in that position I don't know. I was squeezing her breasts, she heavily breathing, moaning, working her hips against me, feeling my rigid hardness, increasing her wetness, she knew as I did that her cunt was ready for my rampant cock!
I moved my hands to her breasts. My hands were looking for her nipples, covered over by her qameez, and bra. I teased her nipples with my fingers, making them hard and then I kissed them through the fabric of her qameez. Suddenly she put pressure onto my chest and said, "Jawad, you don't know how much I owe you but we should have some limits to what we are doing.
"My heart dropped with a thud, she was putting up the shutters again!
I asked, "Why you are saying this?"
She began to avert my eyes, and turned her head on the wall, staring at the painting on the wall." It's true you did many things for me, and for my family since we met, and especially in the absence of my husband, you had been there for my family and for me when we needed someone, and had taken care of my family like nobody else ever had or would again." I saw her eyes shine with tears.
"No Bhabi! Please don't talk like this I love you! If you don't like bhabi, I wouldn't even touch you, I never like seeing you unhappy," I answered.
"I'm not unhappy," she exclaimed, touching my arm. "These are tears of joys, that I'm with you!"
"Then let me fulfill my desire Bhabi. I will die if you didn't permit me to eat you, to taste you, to love you!"
" Okay! Give me time to think about this. I love you, but please, not yet," she whispered.
"If you are saying no, now, then when, Bhabi?"
"I will tell you when," Shahida Bhabi replied breathlessly.
"Tell me, why not...now"? I ordered crossly.
She looked down to the floor shyly and said in almost a whisper, "You have to promise me that you do not want to see me naked this time."
I knew her; she was a very shy and conservative woman by nature so I told her,
"I promise, but please let me do it now."
"Ok! You have to go to bedroom and let me check my children are sleeping first." I went to her bedroom not believing that this was happening. Had she just said, 'yes!'
I sat there in the dark, nervous as hell on the edge of the bed, taking in the familiar sight of Shahida Bhabi's bedroom. It was difficult to feel entirely comfortable, since I'd never been here before. There was still a scent of Shahida Bhabi herself in the air, of her daily living and personal perfume that marked this as her place and no one else's. My eyes adjusted to the darkness.
Finally the bedroom door opened and she came in, closing the door very quietly behind her. All I could see was her outline, like a shadow in the darkness. The only light came from living room and it cast the room with shades of gray.
The aroma of her warm body assailed my nostrils as she sat on the bed beside me. She was trembling as I drew her into my arms, but she came into them willingly, She ran her fingers through my chest hair and said, "Thank you for keeping the lights off, Jawad. I love you for that." She then pulled me off the bed and threw back the blanket and pulled me into bed with her, smoothly covering us up. We were talking, while we lay beside each other on the bed on our sides facing each other, drinking in our quiet togetherness. It was a magical feeling. A moment shared. A moment I had been waiting for such a long time for.
We hugged and she dbangd her hand over me. "Oh! Bhabi, don't play shy with me now, Come closer, I want to feel your vibrancy, your passionate heat! Please Bhabi! We are going to make love!"
"Jawad, I have some things I need to say to you," bhabi said suddenly.
"I'm her in your arms to learn it, bhabi," I told her.
"I need a respect, Jawad, promise me you wouldn't decrees my respect. I'll do as you like but I want it to happen under this roof." She said again these words.
"Oh, bhabi, this is not something new you're telling me, I've told you bhabi, you're the most respectable woman for me today, and I've promised you that you would be in respectable woman for me in future, I'll do always what you like, " I replied.
"Another thing, I want this kept between the two of us. I don't want this all over town so to speak."
"We both are respectable and I'm not a teenager, believe me, bhabi, and now please make yourself comfortable. After this there is no turning back now " I replied.
I pulled her to me and She snuggled closer and hugged me. Now she could feel my hardness, feel what I had to put into her. The heat of her body was divine. We embraced tightly, creasing each other's bodies for a moment, just quietly enjoying our intimacy. Each moment a moment treasured.
She pulled herself as close to me as possible, which meant that her breasts pressed against my chest, I could feel the warmth of her taut nipples against my chest. Her breasts were soft like a lump of molten butter. We lay like that for maybe five minutes, maybe longer when she asked, "Have you gone to sleep?"
I laughed, " No, although to sleep like this in your arms I would want to do forever."
"If you want to, sleep like this, I mean, I have no objection." She said laughingly.
"You are teasing me again, My Bhabi! How can I sleep? We had waited long enough. I needed to be in you and you needed me to be in you, and we didn't mess around." I put my hand on Shahida Bhabi's hip, and my iron cock, protruding, pressing and rubbing against her Mound-of-Venus. Gentle fucking motions, which she was responding to. Telling me she wanted my cock inside her.
"It's good to see you happy." she replied.
"Aren't I always happy? I said.
"No, most times you're a sad man pretending to be happy." and gave me a little peck on the lips, "Only because I know you." She added.
"Well, now you know me a lot better."
She stirred and moved back against me. Leaving my one hand grasping on her firm breast. My hands cupped her firm and round pair of her breasts and pulled them up. Shahida Bhabi was excited as I was, She breathed deeply, Her body shivered again and again and my heart was pounding like a jackhammer.
Soon my hand was exploring, first her tummy and finger walking, caressing on down her inner thighs, her legs opened for me to give me access to her mound. Feather touching her cunt and felt the lips opening through her shilwar. There was no barrier of panties. Her crutch was wet with her secretions and I could smell her sex now and wanted more, more, much more. It was the elixir of love. I soon had my hand down the waistband of her shilwar, finding her cunt to be baby smooth she had recently shaved it, for me?
"This belongs to my husband, your friend," she whispered. "But I have to oblige today; this is your gift from me. If I'm right, you wanted it?" she said.
"Jawad! I swear on my children's life that I never have been with other than my husband in my life,"
"I know it Bhabi and I know you better." I knew her too well and was pretty sure it was the first extramarital affair for her. Or so she said and she was probably truthful. She'd been mostly faithful to her husband.
She felt more relaxed, I had reassured her.
I smiled at her and took her hand; She stroked my hand and smiled in return. I placed her hand onto my chest, onto my heart. "Come on Bhabi, what do you say? Feel my heart, how it throbs, how it beats for you! Why can you deny this? Deny what you feel for me? I love you! I promise I will give you all my respect, because my heart, this heart is yours. Yes, I want you so desperately. This is what we both want, each other. We can't back out now."
We locked eyes, and I gently pushed her down onto the sofa, moving over and lay down on top of her and put my lips onto her lips. While she was saying, " don't do Stop it, please." softly over and over making no attempt to stop me. I felt her body melting into my hands. She couldn't hold it any longer. She responded me and kissed passionately on my lips. Her legs opened so suddenly I was lying in between them. My heart leap with joy! For the first time Shahida Bhabi allowed me to kiss her passionately, with sexual feeling. It was a long kiss. Her lips were the softest I'd ever felt. Our lips parted, and I felt her tongue, warm and soft, caressing mine. Her mouth was moist and she tasted clean and fresh. Her arms were clenched tightly around my neck, her eyes filled with both fear and desire. Both of us were breathing heavily, I hugged her tightly and she held me firmly as well. We began kissing each other like mad. Our tongues began wrestling furiously after which I kissed her cheeks, neck and shoulders. Her breasts pressed against my chest. I tried to put some distance between us while I kept sucking her tongue so that I can squeeze her breast. But could not, as she was holding me hard against her body pressing her breasts against me. My beloved Shahida was mine.
I was kissing and licking her checks, eyes, nose, neck, ears and shoulder. Shahida Bhabi was breathing heavy and slightly moaning at each kiss, at each caress, her body trembling, passing on the message of her desire for me. Her hands were clutching, embracing me tightly. My cock was hard and was touching her mound, knowing she could feel my love message to her. For how long we were in that position I don't know. I was squeezing her breasts, she heavily breathing, moaning, working her hips against me, feeling my rigid hardness, increasing her wetness, she knew as I did that her cunt was ready for my rampant cock!
I moved my hands to her breasts. My hands were looking for her nipples, covered over by her qameez, and bra. I teased her nipples with my fingers, making them hard and then I kissed them through the fabric of her qameez. Suddenly she put pressure onto my chest and said, "Jawad, you don't know how much I owe you but we should have some limits to what we are doing.
"My heart dropped with a thud, she was putting up the shutters again!
I asked, "Why you are saying this?"
She began to avert my eyes, and turned her head on the wall, staring at the painting on the wall." It's true you did many things for me, and for my family since we met, and especially in the absence of my husband, you had been there for my family and for me when we needed someone, and had taken care of my family like nobody else ever had or would again." I saw her eyes shine with tears.
"No Bhabi! Please don't talk like this I love you! If you don't like bhabi, I wouldn't even touch you, I never like seeing you unhappy," I answered.
"I'm not unhappy," she exclaimed, touching my arm. "These are tears of joys, that I'm with you!"
"Then let me fulfill my desire Bhabi. I will die if you didn't permit me to eat you, to taste you, to love you!"
" Okay! Give me time to think about this. I love you, but please, not yet," she whispered.
"If you are saying no, now, then when, Bhabi?"
"I will tell you when," Shahida Bhabi replied breathlessly.
"Tell me, why not...now"? I ordered crossly.
She looked down to the floor shyly and said in almost a whisper, "You have to promise me that you do not want to see me naked this time."
I knew her; she was a very shy and conservative woman by nature so I told her,
"I promise, but please let me do it now."
"Ok! You have to go to bedroom and let me check my children are sleeping first." I went to her bedroom not believing that this was happening. Had she just said, 'yes!'
I sat there in the dark, nervous as hell on the edge of the bed, taking in the familiar sight of Shahida Bhabi's bedroom. It was difficult to feel entirely comfortable, since I'd never been here before. There was still a scent of Shahida Bhabi herself in the air, of her daily living and personal perfume that marked this as her place and no one else's. My eyes adjusted to the darkness.
Finally the bedroom door opened and she came in, closing the door very quietly behind her. All I could see was her outline, like a shadow in the darkness. The only light came from living room and it cast the room with shades of gray.
The aroma of her warm body assailed my nostrils as she sat on the bed beside me. She was trembling as I drew her into my arms, but she came into them willingly, She ran her fingers through my chest hair and said, "Thank you for keeping the lights off, Jawad. I love you for that." She then pulled me off the bed and threw back the blanket and pulled me into bed with her, smoothly covering us up. We were talking, while we lay beside each other on the bed on our sides facing each other, drinking in our quiet togetherness. It was a magical feeling. A moment shared. A moment I had been waiting for such a long time for.
We hugged and she dbangd her hand over me. "Oh! Bhabi, don't play shy with me now, Come closer, I want to feel your vibrancy, your passionate heat! Please Bhabi! We are going to make love!"
"Jawad, I have some things I need to say to you," bhabi said suddenly.
"I'm her in your arms to learn it, bhabi," I told her.
"I need a respect, Jawad, promise me you wouldn't decrees my respect. I'll do as you like but I want it to happen under this roof." She said again these words.
"Oh, bhabi, this is not something new you're telling me, I've told you bhabi, you're the most respectable woman for me today, and I've promised you that you would be in respectable woman for me in future, I'll do always what you like, " I replied.
"Another thing, I want this kept between the two of us. I don't want this all over town so to speak."
"We both are respectable and I'm not a teenager, believe me, bhabi, and now please make yourself comfortable. After this there is no turning back now " I replied.
I pulled her to me and She snuggled closer and hugged me. Now she could feel my hardness, feel what I had to put into her. The heat of her body was divine. We embraced tightly, creasing each other's bodies for a moment, just quietly enjoying our intimacy. Each moment a moment treasured.
She pulled herself as close to me as possible, which meant that her breasts pressed against my chest, I could feel the warmth of her taut nipples against my chest. Her breasts were soft like a lump of molten butter. We lay like that for maybe five minutes, maybe longer when she asked, "Have you gone to sleep?"
I laughed, " No, although to sleep like this in your arms I would want to do forever."
"If you want to, sleep like this, I mean, I have no objection." She said laughingly.
"You are teasing me again, My Bhabi! How can I sleep? We had waited long enough. I needed to be in you and you needed me to be in you, and we didn't mess around." I put my hand on Shahida Bhabi's hip, and my iron cock, protruding, pressing and rubbing against her Mound-of-Venus. Gentle fucking motions, which she was responding to. Telling me she wanted my cock inside her.
"It's good to see you happy." she replied.
"Aren't I always happy? I said.
"No, most times you're a sad man pretending to be happy." and gave me a little peck on the lips, "Only because I know you." She added.
"Well, now you know me a lot better."
She stirred and moved back against me. Leaving my one hand grasping on her firm breast. My hands cupped her firm and round pair of her breasts and pulled them up. Shahida Bhabi was excited as I was, She breathed deeply, Her body shivered again and again and my heart was pounding like a jackhammer.
Soon my hand was exploring, first her tummy and finger walking, caressing on down her inner thighs, her legs opened for me to give me access to her mound. Feather touching her cunt and felt the lips opening through her shilwar. There was no barrier of panties. Her crutch was wet with her secretions and I could smell her sex now and wanted more, more, much more. It was the elixir of love. I soon had my hand down the waistband of her shilwar, finding her cunt to be baby smooth she had recently shaved it, for me?
"This belongs to my husband, your friend," she whispered. "But I have to oblige today; this is your gift from me. If I'm right, you wanted it?" she said.
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