29-04-2019, 07:06 PM
Jamal's hand grabbed my waist and slipped under my top, feeling the taut skin of my back. I could not believe how even this ugly fat slob's touch was making me shiver. He sensed my response and smiled. His other hand went to my head and he pulled my face close to his. I thought he was going to kiss me. But instead he started licking my tender cheek with his thick raspy tongue. He then lowered his lips and bit my exposed neck.
"Ouch!" I said.
"Don't worry, memsaab. I won't leave a mark. Your husband will be just as clueless as he is as long as you play nice."
Under my thigh, I could feel an erection developing in his pants. I Looked out the window. Where we were sitting, we were only partially visible to the men outside who were about 50 feet away. But if they had looked at us, they would have probably figured out that I was sitting on their boss's lap.
Jamal saw me look at the window and smiled. It was an evil kind of smile. Gently, he patted my ass over the shorts signaling me to get up. He then pushed me towards the window. Turning me sideways, he started unbuttoning my top. The men had noticed the movement in the window and were craning their necks looking at us.*
"Can we please move to another room?" I asked, feeling terrified that someone else might get to see me being undressed.
"No." is all he said.
I moved to face him, so at least my open top would not be visible to anyone outside. Thankfully, Jamal did not turn me around. At least not then.
"Those are some nice tits!!" he said, inserting his fingers inside my bra cup and pulling them out. He lowered his face and started licking my boobs and my nipples like a dog.
I kept looking back at the men. They had stopped their work and were now just staring with their mouths open. That made me feel funny in my loins. It reminded me of when Raza and I had been caught in the act by the cops. And also how Bajwa had walked in on me when that nukkad guy had me in a similar state. The quickening of my pulse made me realize that being exhibited was turning me on. And I realized that even Jamal was getting excited by it.
With his mouth still attached to my tits, he slipped his hand inside my shorts in the back. The men could now probably see that their boss was fondling my bare ass with no real resistance from me. What must they be thinking, I wondered. Did they realize that I was being forced into this? Did it turn them on?
"Turn around." Jamal said, wiping the spit from his face.
"Please, don't." I begged.
"Here." he moved the open sides of my top over my tits to cover them partially, as if he was doing me a huge favor. "Now turn around."
I sighed and faced the window. The men had now moved closer and were standing just beyond our compound wall. They couldn't see my boobs, but I am sure they could make out the white skin of my chest between the two sides of my blue top. They knew I was partially undressed. I made eye contact with them, trying to appear as calm as possible. And then they must have seen me open my mouth and inhale sharply as I felt Jamal's fingers dig into the waistband of my shorts.
"Please, anyone could walk by and see me." I said as I felt the shorts and panties being gradually lowered to around my knees.
"Gorgeous ass." he said, ignoring my pleas.*
I then felt pressure on my back pushing me forward. I moved the chopping board to the side, staring at the knife and again feeling tempted to use it. I put my elbows on the granite counter and bent forward. My boobs pushed against the open shirt, but thankfully stayed hidden. The other minor consolation from being bent like this was that only my face and part of my neck was visible to those men. The rest of it was hidden by the window sill.
The men still knew though that I was a young housewife from a good family bent over in my own kitchen. Did they guess that I was now naked from the waist down? Did they sense it when Jamal unzipped his pants and fished out his dick? Did they see the expression on my face intensify when I felt the thick sticky head of his dick being rubbed on my ass cheeks?
"I don't know how safe it is fucking you bareback. Who knows how many men you have allowed to stick their filthy dicks inside you." Jamal said.
I moaned and closed my eyes as I felt his fingers run down my ass crack and reach my pussy.
"Wet already?" he sounded a little surprised. "Doesn't your husband fuck you enough that you are so wet all the time?"
"Sometimes." I don't know why I was responding to his taunting questions.
"What would he do if he found out?"
"Divorce me."
"Do you want to be divorced?"
"No."
"Why not? Once you're divorced you could fuck as many men as you want without hiding it."
He slipped two fingers inside my wet cunt and started gradually finger-fucking me. There was a ring in one of those fingers and as it rubbed the insides of my cunt, I started feeling even more desperate for a fuck. I opened my eyes. The men were still staring intently, although only my face was visible. From my wide open mouth though, they probably thought I was already being fucked. Suddenly, I noticed a group of neighborhood women approaching from the end of the street.
"Please let me close the window." I said.
Jamal noticed the women too.
"Hmmm, ok." he said.
He only wanted to show me off to his men, not the whole world, thankfully.
As I reached over with my hands and grabbed the window handle, my tits swung forward and pushed out of the shirt. The laborers probably got a brief glimpse of my nipples before the window was shut.
I felt a little relieved. But before I could relish that relief, I felt Jamal's penis pushing at my cunt. Truth be told, I really wanted it inside me. I had not been properly fucked in a long time.*
"Ahhhhh!!!!" I said as the dick slipped it. It was circumcised and was average sized. His hips pushed against my ass soon and after being used to Raza's thick long dong, I almost felt half-empty.*
What Jamal lacked in size, he made up for in speed. Almost instantly, he started pounding my cunt hard, grabbing my waist. With each thrust, my pleasure grew. The pace was so rapid, my boobs slapped hard against the granite counter that I was bent over.
"Like it?" Jamal asked moving one hand to my shoulder and making me straighten a little.
"Yeahhhh." I said.
"Good. We are going to have a lot of fun, memsaab." he said and kept pounding me.
"Ouch!" I said.
"Don't worry, memsaab. I won't leave a mark. Your husband will be just as clueless as he is as long as you play nice."
Under my thigh, I could feel an erection developing in his pants. I Looked out the window. Where we were sitting, we were only partially visible to the men outside who were about 50 feet away. But if they had looked at us, they would have probably figured out that I was sitting on their boss's lap.
Jamal saw me look at the window and smiled. It was an evil kind of smile. Gently, he patted my ass over the shorts signaling me to get up. He then pushed me towards the window. Turning me sideways, he started unbuttoning my top. The men had noticed the movement in the window and were craning their necks looking at us.*
"Can we please move to another room?" I asked, feeling terrified that someone else might get to see me being undressed.
"No." is all he said.
I moved to face him, so at least my open top would not be visible to anyone outside. Thankfully, Jamal did not turn me around. At least not then.
"Those are some nice tits!!" he said, inserting his fingers inside my bra cup and pulling them out. He lowered his face and started licking my boobs and my nipples like a dog.
I kept looking back at the men. They had stopped their work and were now just staring with their mouths open. That made me feel funny in my loins. It reminded me of when Raza and I had been caught in the act by the cops. And also how Bajwa had walked in on me when that nukkad guy had me in a similar state. The quickening of my pulse made me realize that being exhibited was turning me on. And I realized that even Jamal was getting excited by it.
With his mouth still attached to my tits, he slipped his hand inside my shorts in the back. The men could now probably see that their boss was fondling my bare ass with no real resistance from me. What must they be thinking, I wondered. Did they realize that I was being forced into this? Did it turn them on?
"Turn around." Jamal said, wiping the spit from his face.
"Please, don't." I begged.
"Here." he moved the open sides of my top over my tits to cover them partially, as if he was doing me a huge favor. "Now turn around."
I sighed and faced the window. The men had now moved closer and were standing just beyond our compound wall. They couldn't see my boobs, but I am sure they could make out the white skin of my chest between the two sides of my blue top. They knew I was partially undressed. I made eye contact with them, trying to appear as calm as possible. And then they must have seen me open my mouth and inhale sharply as I felt Jamal's fingers dig into the waistband of my shorts.
"Please, anyone could walk by and see me." I said as I felt the shorts and panties being gradually lowered to around my knees.
"Gorgeous ass." he said, ignoring my pleas.*
I then felt pressure on my back pushing me forward. I moved the chopping board to the side, staring at the knife and again feeling tempted to use it. I put my elbows on the granite counter and bent forward. My boobs pushed against the open shirt, but thankfully stayed hidden. The other minor consolation from being bent like this was that only my face and part of my neck was visible to those men. The rest of it was hidden by the window sill.
The men still knew though that I was a young housewife from a good family bent over in my own kitchen. Did they guess that I was now naked from the waist down? Did they sense it when Jamal unzipped his pants and fished out his dick? Did they see the expression on my face intensify when I felt the thick sticky head of his dick being rubbed on my ass cheeks?
"I don't know how safe it is fucking you bareback. Who knows how many men you have allowed to stick their filthy dicks inside you." Jamal said.
I moaned and closed my eyes as I felt his fingers run down my ass crack and reach my pussy.
"Wet already?" he sounded a little surprised. "Doesn't your husband fuck you enough that you are so wet all the time?"
"Sometimes." I don't know why I was responding to his taunting questions.
"What would he do if he found out?"
"Divorce me."
"Do you want to be divorced?"
"No."
"Why not? Once you're divorced you could fuck as many men as you want without hiding it."
He slipped two fingers inside my wet cunt and started gradually finger-fucking me. There was a ring in one of those fingers and as it rubbed the insides of my cunt, I started feeling even more desperate for a fuck. I opened my eyes. The men were still staring intently, although only my face was visible. From my wide open mouth though, they probably thought I was already being fucked. Suddenly, I noticed a group of neighborhood women approaching from the end of the street.
"Please let me close the window." I said.
Jamal noticed the women too.
"Hmmm, ok." he said.
He only wanted to show me off to his men, not the whole world, thankfully.
As I reached over with my hands and grabbed the window handle, my tits swung forward and pushed out of the shirt. The laborers probably got a brief glimpse of my nipples before the window was shut.
I felt a little relieved. But before I could relish that relief, I felt Jamal's penis pushing at my cunt. Truth be told, I really wanted it inside me. I had not been properly fucked in a long time.*
"Ahhhhh!!!!" I said as the dick slipped it. It was circumcised and was average sized. His hips pushed against my ass soon and after being used to Raza's thick long dong, I almost felt half-empty.*
What Jamal lacked in size, he made up for in speed. Almost instantly, he started pounding my cunt hard, grabbing my waist. With each thrust, my pleasure grew. The pace was so rapid, my boobs slapped hard against the granite counter that I was bent over.
"Like it?" Jamal asked moving one hand to my shoulder and making me straighten a little.
"Yeahhhh." I said.
"Good. We are going to have a lot of fun, memsaab." he said and kept pounding me.
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