03-05-2019, 01:30 PM
Mehmood offered up a suggestion. "Let's just get one on each side of Samina and kind of see what happens. Umer, do you have a favourite side?"
"I normally sleep over there by the window."
"Well then, how about you go around the bed and get on that side, Umer … and I'll just lay here."
By the time that I made it around the bed, Mehmood was laying alongside Samina, his face moving in quickly toward Samina, his lips devouring hers, his hand slipping onto her belly, his fingers urging her negligee to gap open just below her waist.
On the other side of Samina, I lay down on his right side, facing the other two with my right hand holding up his head so he could watch Mehmood, and Samina passionately kissing from just inches away. My eyes roamed down Samina's body and saw that Mehmood's hand had slipped between the folds of her negligee and had moved up to caress the breast nearest to him.
Instinctively, I reached out and touched Samina's left breast, over her filmy gown. My palm ground her orb sensually and I thought he heard her moan through Mehmood's kiss. Soon, I slipped my hand into the now widening gap in the front of her negligee, separating it more. Both Mehmood, and I, each had a breast in the palm of one hand and Samina was making whimpering sounds that implied she loved it. Mehmood's lips continued to ensure that she couldn't speak as their tongue-on-tongue kiss deepened.
The only sounds in the room were the moans of passion, particularly from Mehmood and Samina, but they were stifled by their lips being so tightly sealed. When at last they broke the kiss, Samina's breathing was heavy with lust. "This bra opens at the front," she said, pausing, her hands down by her side. "Can one of you open it … I want to feel your hands on my bare boobs."
I took the lead and moved my hands to release the clasp between the two cups of Samina's bra. Then I pushed the material off the breast nearest me and my mouth immediately closed over her breast and the tongue went to work around her areole, his teeth myt grazing her nipple to add to the excitement.
Samina's arms lifted from her sides and each hand went to the back of the head nearest, her fingers roaming through our hair, her palms pushing the two heads harder onto her breasts as her moaning became more audible. "Aaaaaahhhhhh!"
Samina was so aroused that her pelvis was now raising itself off the bed, searching for contact. Mehmood spotted it first and his hand moved down, parting her negligee more and stroking his fingers teasingly up from her knee to the top of her thigh, stopping just short of the material at the crotch of her pastel blue panties.
"Touch me!" she said between moans of pleasure. Her body was now writhing with her pelvis constantly moving in search of male contact. Hearing her second plea of "Touch me!" I saw what Mehmood was doing. His left hand went straight to her left leg and his fingers too began teasingly caressing her inner thigh.
"I want someone in me now! Mehmood!" Samina commanded, raising her voice, anxious to appease the sensual desires raging through her whole body.
After, Mehmood, and I, had made several teasing passes, each time stopping just before contact with her mound, at last, one hand didn't stop at the top of her thigh. It carried on between her widely spread thighs to touch the wet material of her silky panties that barely covered her mound. Samina cried out in relief, not caring whose hand, just grateful for the touch. "Uunnnhhhh … yes … oh, yes!"
Mehmoods voice,, muffled by his lips still being connected to her breast, said, "god, she's wet! Samina, you are hot for it!"
"Oh yes … don't tease me! One of you please … I need one of you in me now Mehmood!"
The hand at her crotch briefly kneaded her now engrged clitoral bud through the material of her panties, then left, causing her pelvis to lift up clear of the bed in pursuit. Next, she felt hands at either side of her hips, tugging her panties off.
"Yes … take them off! I want to feel a cock down there!" Samina panted and moaned at the same time.
Slowly, teasingly, the panties were dragged down her legs, over her ankles that temporarily brought her legs together. When the panties were gone, her legs lewdly spread themselves wide apart again and her pelvis lifted up clear of the bed!
There was movement on the bed. Mehmood shifted, getting down between her constantly moving legs, planting soft kisses on her inner thighs as his hand continued to tease her mound. As Mehmood did his thing, I took both of Samina's breasts in my hands and started to massage, knead, bite, kiss, and tease them.
I continued my assault on Samina's breasts, while Mehmood moved his hands to the tops of her thighs to steady her writhing pelvis. Then suddenly, without warning he shoved a finger into Samina's wet pussy, and started finger fucking her, while teasing her clitoris with the thumb.
Samina screamed out in ecstasy as the loving of her body intensified. Mehmood sensed that she was in heat, becoming almost delirious from the desire and arousal caused by the two men. His immediate mission was to bring her to one of her earth-shattering orgasms and quickly, so he gave up the teasing … the pretence of stringing it out.
He used his thumb to make a series of broad sweeps across her clit from bottom to top. These steady strokes brought her to a peak and when Mehmood detected she was ready, he pinched Samina's clitoris, and played with, until her lower body suddenly exploded. That mission was helped along in no small part by mys lips, tongue and teeth at her sensitive nipples.
Samina's gasping breaths, her hurried moans all told the story, but the most obvious sign to Mehmood and I, was her lower body lifting clear off the bed. She was in blissful release and she took Mehmood's han - wedged between her thighs - with her. The spasms rocking her body caused her to twist and writhe her body up and around, but whichever way she went, Samina couldn't shake off the Mehmood, and myself, and we continued our ministrations.
"No … please stop … that's enough … I can't come again." Samina panted, her eyes closed, and legs quivering.
But she was wrong … she could … and she did. Our persistence paid off. Her initial orgasm never quite finished … it just rolled along and in less than a minute, she peaked again, her body going through the same writhing and spasming movements. This time, the we slowy eased up, allowing her to come down gently from her high.
When at last her body settled and she was left with just occasional little throbs from deep inside her cunt, she opened her eyes to gaze down lovingly at the two men. "What happens now?" she asked them dreamily.
Mehmood was first to answer, and he laughed out slowly. "I heard you saying you needed a big cock inside you. Do you still want that now that you've come."
She nodded before her voice said softly and slowly, "Yes … that's what I want! I want yours!"
"Umer" said Mehmood, his head still hovering between her thighs. "You better get that cock of yours down here now … your wife needs to be fucked. But you go first, after I am done with her, she will probably not even feel you in her for a while!" Mehmeed gave gutteral laugh.
I had expected Mehmood to be first to take her, since he had initiated most of the moves so far. So, I was surprised as Mehmood moved aside from between her legs. But what he said made a lot of sense, not only was he about 4 inches longer than me, his cock was at least twice as thick as mine, plus he could go on fucking for eternity, while I would be in a jiffy. Horny as hell and with a solid hard-on, I wasn't about to argue, and moved my body to replace Mehmood's. Raising my up on my hands, above Samina, I nudged my hard cock up against her outer labia lips and felt moving her body sensually beneath him. Despite her two orgasms, she was hot for it. She felt wet, and warm. It had been a while since I had last fucked her, and I let out a soft sigh, it felt so good.
'I hope I can make this last long enough,' I thought 'I'm so turned on, it feels like I'm gonna blow any second.'
I lowered my upper body down and my bare chest made contact with Samina's breasts, my lips gently touched hers and my tongue slipped out to lick her lips. She parted them in response, allowing my tongue into her mouth, kissing mefor the first time since all three of them came to bed. Down below, my cock pushed forward toward her waiting cunt and I felt her inner labia lips around the head of his cock.
As the kiss between Samina and I, intensified in passion, my cock seemed to have a mind of its own, nudging its way into her wet, warm, smooth passage. In little time,I had pushed his cock right up inside her and Samina locked her legs over the backs of my thighs trying to pull me in deeper.
I steeled his mind to try to think of non-sexual things as my cock clicked into gear and began the driving thrusts into Samina's cunt that would all too soon bring me to a cum-spewing climax.
All this time, Mehmood has assumed a position, lying on his side on the edge of the bed, much as I had earlier. He had a good view of us. He gave me a smile and thumbs up, when I looked over at him, as he caressed his erect cock. I felt so envious of him, and in a way hated the fact that I was just a appetizer for Samina, the main course, the steak you may say, was Mehmood.
Soon, Samina and I were now really into it and I was relieved that he had at least made it this far without giving up an early release. Beneath me, Samina moved to match my thrusts, and I had even managed to elicit some fairly loud ohhs and aahhhs from her. This too built his confidence. From the moment that Mehmood had suggested this threesome a few hours ago, I had developed performance anxiety, knowing how Mehmood was not only much better endowed than I was, but was able to delay coming while delivering Samina multiple orgasms.
My mind went back to the task at hand as I ensured my strokes were deep and that my body continued to provide friction above her clitoris. Samina was softly, gasping and panting and moaning and then all of that quickened, pouring from her, telegraphing her pounding release.
"I love you, Umer!" she told me, as her pelvis jerked and spasmed, her eyes looking up into his as he continued to pound his cock into her receptive cunt.
"I love you too Samina," I gasped out as his movements slowed a bit. "Are you having a good time?"
"Yes!" she whispered. "I'm loving this!" She tightened her arms and legs wrapped around his body as a sign of affection.
"Can you think of a better way to spend Saturday afternoon?" I asked her, as I increased my pace, then slowed down again.
"No … none!" she whispered again. Then she closed her eyes to concentrate all feeling at the area within and around her cunt. She tightened her legs around me, and my mouth came down to kiss her again.
I could feel my balls tightening and knew that I couldn't hold back much longer. In desperation, I managed to lift my upper body enough to slip a hand in between our bodies and one of my fingers began playing with her her clit. I heard her sigh at his touch and knew that I just might get her to come again before he blew his load. I could feel my cum on the move and knew that I would only have, at best, a few strokes left. I worked that finger on her clit with fury and was delighted when her breathing quickened, indicating that she was suddenly again very close too. I gave it everything I could with my finger on her clit and my cock driving into her cunt and she rewarded my determination with a shuddering orgasm. My own release matched hers to the second and my chest filled with pride as at having delivered us both, a rewarding joint climax. It had been a long time since that happened.
My body flopped down over Samina's as our breathing went over the next few minutes from quick heavy gasping to eventually settling back into a steady rhythm. When our bodies were again still, I lifted my head to gaze down at Samina's beautiful face. "Happy?"
"Deliriously! I seem to be coming harder today than I ever have … its great!" she told me, clenching the muscles in her cunt on my rapidly deflating cock for effect.
"I'm sure Mehmood's keen to get his big cock into you … are you ready now … or would you like to take a bit of a break?" I asked. Though I knew that the orgams I had just given her was not all my doing, and would probably not have happened, had Mehmood not been there, I was still very happy and proud.
Samina smiled up at me. "I'm ready … now! Bring it on!" She said enthusiastically and I was disappointed to be reminded that I was just have been the warm-up act for the main event.
I lifted my body up and pulled my still dripping cock from Samina clutching cunt. As I fell back down onto my side of the bed, I looked across at Mehmood, whowasting no time, moved swiftly to take his place above Samina. "All yours!" I said with a laugh.
Samina looked up at Mehmood, smiling expectantly. "Do you want me to wipe up?" she said, one hand reaching out for the tissue box on the bedside table.
"Nah I don't care, besides soon you will be filled deeply with mine and that will displace Umer's anyway!" Mehmood laughed as he took up position.
Samina said nothing more, raising her arms out to Mehmood, in a gesture of welcome as she spread her thighs to eagerly accept his legs between hers. With no preliminaries, Mehmood's erect penis entered her. I had a quick glance between Samina's legs and saw the thick cock stretching her labia lips wider. Samina's arms folded around Mehmood's shoulders and the lips of her mouth parted early in anticipation of the kiss that she sensed was coming as Mehmood lowered his face to hers.
There was smouldering passion in their kiss as Mehmood urged the head of his cock into her in brief stabbing thrusts, unable to hold back to offer her foreplay after watching the previous coupling. Samina moved one hand to the back of Mehmood's head, holding him firmly to her as they kissed with passion, while the fingers of her other hand traced their way down his back, softly caressing his muscular frame.
As Mehmood's huge cock progressed into Samina's waiting cunt, making fractional gains with each thrust, she emitted little whimpers from the pleasurable, as she felt at the spreading of her passage. Her eyes rolled over and she once again got that glazed, lost-to-pleasure look that I had not ever been able to get from her. At that moment I felt a pang of envy and hate for Mehmood. I don't think it ever becomes truly easy for a man to accept that he cannot pleasure his wife the way another man can, and now I was as close to that fact as I would ever be.
I had taken up my previous position, on my side, head resting on my hand, intently watching Samina being taken and ravaged by man whom she had sworn would never experience her charms, I could not help but inwardly laugh about how little self-control she had, when it came to sex. 'Good for her!' I thought.
The kiss eventually ended and Mehmood's mouth moved to deliver passionate sensations and love bites to her neck as his monstrous weapon bottomed out inside her cunt, wedged tight. Then, for this couple, the fucking ritual began in earnest. The thrusting of a powerful broad cock into a welcoming wet cunt that delivers such fever and arousal and delight to both parties. This coupling even delivered some delight and arousal to the third party, namely me, as I felt my own cock beginning to grow again watching the intense passion and fire unfolding in the two bodies within touching distance besides me. In a way I felt privileged, but at the same time thought myself as an intruder, someone who should not be there, it was one thing to watch hidden, but to actually be there just did not feel right, at least not the way things had proceeded so far.
I heard Samina's moans and gasps revealing the approach of her fifth orgasm of the afternoon and she lifted her legs around his thighs in anticipation of the imminent release. It came and it exploded through her body, but Mehmood gave her no respite, continuing to plunge his huge cock into her, over and over again. I was amazed at the man's control, and it made me respect him, but also envy him a little more.
Samina lifted her legs higher up his body, her knees gripping the sides of his chest, under his arms, allowing the lips of her cunt to spread more to cope with the thrusts of his gargantuan cock. Now her heels dug into the cheeks of his ass and she was able to use them like a rider on a horse to urge his pelvis to thrust its large appendage into her.
On and on they rode, pounding through yet another release with Mehmood – her sixth for the day. Umer watched his bed mates intently, his own cock now almost fully extended again.
As with her previous sessions with Mehmood, Samina forgot herself in the passion that Mehmood generated within her body. All pretence of holding back her desire for Mehmood's cock so as not to upset me was lost once again, when the first orgasm from Mehmood washed over her. Samina hugged Mehmood, she kissed him, she stuck her tongue in his ear and his mouth, her cunt gripped his cock so hard she worried it might snap or burst open. She was in ecstasy, delighting in the feelings his big cock managed to generate within her body.
Samina was not surprised when her third orgasm in this fucking session with Mehmood blasted through her lower body. Multiple orgasms had just become second nature to her since coupling up with Mehmood. She considered him so good as a lover that he could draw them from her almost at will. She had by now settled her body deep into the centre of the mattress, her body forming a warm pouch into which Mehmood descended powerfully with every thrust. She expected he would be trying to break his own record of six orgasms for her and he was only halfway finished.
So it came as a total surprise to Samina – and in fact to me too – when we heard Mehmood's breathing quickening and his groaning voice saying, "no, my god, not yet! Samina, I'm sorry, I can't stop! I'm sorry, I've got to cum now…"
His voice trailed off, but not his thick cock as Samina's face showed tightly shut eyes, and an open mouth breathing loud, shallow breaths, as she felt the full force of his release. I saw Mehmood speed up his thrusts and the sound of his body slapping against Samina's increased, then, he stopped and gave one deep thrust, his pelvis resting tightly against Samina's as they ground together, I knew he was cumming in her, spurting his sperm in her, to fill all her recesses, shooting through the end of her cunt and into her uterus, the sperm contained within his semen, searching for her eggs, desperate to mate if it were not for her contraception. Those who have not seen what I was just watching can have no idea how erotic, arousing, demeaning, and humiliating it can be all at once!
She let him enjoy every pulsing moment as his cock expelled his life-giving elixir into her body. When he at last lifted his face to look down into hers, she spoke. "That was quick, Mehmood … for you!"
"I am so sorry, Samina … I'm so sorry." Mehmood sounded genuinely apologetic.
"Don't be, I wasn't complaining … I was just surprised. You normally put me through the hoops, pushing me to come again and again." Samina smiled at her lover.
"I know … and that's why I'm so sorry. I feel that I've let you down … you know, as a lover." Mehmood sighed.
"No, that's nonsense. Mehmood, I loved it all, every stroke of that big cock of yours. I felt every stroke and I loved it." Samina tightened her thighs around his hips.
"I'm normally able to keep it up without coming for … I don't know, nearly an hour." Mehmood said defensively.
"Mehmood, get over it … I told you it's quite okay. You still took me to heaven and beyong!" She raised her voice to him, clearly annoyed at his self-analysis.
He ignored her as he continued to search for answers. "I know Samina, but I wish I could have lasted longer! You are so special!”
Samina just smiled at that comment and closed her eyes.
"I normally sleep over there by the window."
"Well then, how about you go around the bed and get on that side, Umer … and I'll just lay here."
By the time that I made it around the bed, Mehmood was laying alongside Samina, his face moving in quickly toward Samina, his lips devouring hers, his hand slipping onto her belly, his fingers urging her negligee to gap open just below her waist.
On the other side of Samina, I lay down on his right side, facing the other two with my right hand holding up his head so he could watch Mehmood, and Samina passionately kissing from just inches away. My eyes roamed down Samina's body and saw that Mehmood's hand had slipped between the folds of her negligee and had moved up to caress the breast nearest to him.
Instinctively, I reached out and touched Samina's left breast, over her filmy gown. My palm ground her orb sensually and I thought he heard her moan through Mehmood's kiss. Soon, I slipped my hand into the now widening gap in the front of her negligee, separating it more. Both Mehmood, and I, each had a breast in the palm of one hand and Samina was making whimpering sounds that implied she loved it. Mehmood's lips continued to ensure that she couldn't speak as their tongue-on-tongue kiss deepened.
The only sounds in the room were the moans of passion, particularly from Mehmood and Samina, but they were stifled by their lips being so tightly sealed. When at last they broke the kiss, Samina's breathing was heavy with lust. "This bra opens at the front," she said, pausing, her hands down by her side. "Can one of you open it … I want to feel your hands on my bare boobs."
I took the lead and moved my hands to release the clasp between the two cups of Samina's bra. Then I pushed the material off the breast nearest me and my mouth immediately closed over her breast and the tongue went to work around her areole, his teeth myt grazing her nipple to add to the excitement.
Samina's arms lifted from her sides and each hand went to the back of the head nearest, her fingers roaming through our hair, her palms pushing the two heads harder onto her breasts as her moaning became more audible. "Aaaaaahhhhhh!"
Samina was so aroused that her pelvis was now raising itself off the bed, searching for contact. Mehmood spotted it first and his hand moved down, parting her negligee more and stroking his fingers teasingly up from her knee to the top of her thigh, stopping just short of the material at the crotch of her pastel blue panties.
"Touch me!" she said between moans of pleasure. Her body was now writhing with her pelvis constantly moving in search of male contact. Hearing her second plea of "Touch me!" I saw what Mehmood was doing. His left hand went straight to her left leg and his fingers too began teasingly caressing her inner thigh.
"I want someone in me now! Mehmood!" Samina commanded, raising her voice, anxious to appease the sensual desires raging through her whole body.
After, Mehmood, and I, had made several teasing passes, each time stopping just before contact with her mound, at last, one hand didn't stop at the top of her thigh. It carried on between her widely spread thighs to touch the wet material of her silky panties that barely covered her mound. Samina cried out in relief, not caring whose hand, just grateful for the touch. "Uunnnhhhh … yes … oh, yes!"
Mehmoods voice,, muffled by his lips still being connected to her breast, said, "god, she's wet! Samina, you are hot for it!"
"Oh yes … don't tease me! One of you please … I need one of you in me now Mehmood!"
The hand at her crotch briefly kneaded her now engrged clitoral bud through the material of her panties, then left, causing her pelvis to lift up clear of the bed in pursuit. Next, she felt hands at either side of her hips, tugging her panties off.
"Yes … take them off! I want to feel a cock down there!" Samina panted and moaned at the same time.
Slowly, teasingly, the panties were dragged down her legs, over her ankles that temporarily brought her legs together. When the panties were gone, her legs lewdly spread themselves wide apart again and her pelvis lifted up clear of the bed!
There was movement on the bed. Mehmood shifted, getting down between her constantly moving legs, planting soft kisses on her inner thighs as his hand continued to tease her mound. As Mehmood did his thing, I took both of Samina's breasts in my hands and started to massage, knead, bite, kiss, and tease them.
I continued my assault on Samina's breasts, while Mehmood moved his hands to the tops of her thighs to steady her writhing pelvis. Then suddenly, without warning he shoved a finger into Samina's wet pussy, and started finger fucking her, while teasing her clitoris with the thumb.
Samina screamed out in ecstasy as the loving of her body intensified. Mehmood sensed that she was in heat, becoming almost delirious from the desire and arousal caused by the two men. His immediate mission was to bring her to one of her earth-shattering orgasms and quickly, so he gave up the teasing … the pretence of stringing it out.
He used his thumb to make a series of broad sweeps across her clit from bottom to top. These steady strokes brought her to a peak and when Mehmood detected she was ready, he pinched Samina's clitoris, and played with, until her lower body suddenly exploded. That mission was helped along in no small part by mys lips, tongue and teeth at her sensitive nipples.
Samina's gasping breaths, her hurried moans all told the story, but the most obvious sign to Mehmood and I, was her lower body lifting clear off the bed. She was in blissful release and she took Mehmood's han - wedged between her thighs - with her. The spasms rocking her body caused her to twist and writhe her body up and around, but whichever way she went, Samina couldn't shake off the Mehmood, and myself, and we continued our ministrations.
"No … please stop … that's enough … I can't come again." Samina panted, her eyes closed, and legs quivering.
But she was wrong … she could … and she did. Our persistence paid off. Her initial orgasm never quite finished … it just rolled along and in less than a minute, she peaked again, her body going through the same writhing and spasming movements. This time, the we slowy eased up, allowing her to come down gently from her high.
When at last her body settled and she was left with just occasional little throbs from deep inside her cunt, she opened her eyes to gaze down lovingly at the two men. "What happens now?" she asked them dreamily.
Mehmood was first to answer, and he laughed out slowly. "I heard you saying you needed a big cock inside you. Do you still want that now that you've come."
She nodded before her voice said softly and slowly, "Yes … that's what I want! I want yours!"
"Umer" said Mehmood, his head still hovering between her thighs. "You better get that cock of yours down here now … your wife needs to be fucked. But you go first, after I am done with her, she will probably not even feel you in her for a while!" Mehmeed gave gutteral laugh.
I had expected Mehmood to be first to take her, since he had initiated most of the moves so far. So, I was surprised as Mehmood moved aside from between her legs. But what he said made a lot of sense, not only was he about 4 inches longer than me, his cock was at least twice as thick as mine, plus he could go on fucking for eternity, while I would be in a jiffy. Horny as hell and with a solid hard-on, I wasn't about to argue, and moved my body to replace Mehmood's. Raising my up on my hands, above Samina, I nudged my hard cock up against her outer labia lips and felt moving her body sensually beneath him. Despite her two orgasms, she was hot for it. She felt wet, and warm. It had been a while since I had last fucked her, and I let out a soft sigh, it felt so good.
'I hope I can make this last long enough,' I thought 'I'm so turned on, it feels like I'm gonna blow any second.'
I lowered my upper body down and my bare chest made contact with Samina's breasts, my lips gently touched hers and my tongue slipped out to lick her lips. She parted them in response, allowing my tongue into her mouth, kissing mefor the first time since all three of them came to bed. Down below, my cock pushed forward toward her waiting cunt and I felt her inner labia lips around the head of his cock.
As the kiss between Samina and I, intensified in passion, my cock seemed to have a mind of its own, nudging its way into her wet, warm, smooth passage. In little time,I had pushed his cock right up inside her and Samina locked her legs over the backs of my thighs trying to pull me in deeper.
I steeled his mind to try to think of non-sexual things as my cock clicked into gear and began the driving thrusts into Samina's cunt that would all too soon bring me to a cum-spewing climax.
All this time, Mehmood has assumed a position, lying on his side on the edge of the bed, much as I had earlier. He had a good view of us. He gave me a smile and thumbs up, when I looked over at him, as he caressed his erect cock. I felt so envious of him, and in a way hated the fact that I was just a appetizer for Samina, the main course, the steak you may say, was Mehmood.
Soon, Samina and I were now really into it and I was relieved that he had at least made it this far without giving up an early release. Beneath me, Samina moved to match my thrusts, and I had even managed to elicit some fairly loud ohhs and aahhhs from her. This too built his confidence. From the moment that Mehmood had suggested this threesome a few hours ago, I had developed performance anxiety, knowing how Mehmood was not only much better endowed than I was, but was able to delay coming while delivering Samina multiple orgasms.
My mind went back to the task at hand as I ensured my strokes were deep and that my body continued to provide friction above her clitoris. Samina was softly, gasping and panting and moaning and then all of that quickened, pouring from her, telegraphing her pounding release.
"I love you, Umer!" she told me, as her pelvis jerked and spasmed, her eyes looking up into his as he continued to pound his cock into her receptive cunt.
"I love you too Samina," I gasped out as his movements slowed a bit. "Are you having a good time?"
"Yes!" she whispered. "I'm loving this!" She tightened her arms and legs wrapped around his body as a sign of affection.
"Can you think of a better way to spend Saturday afternoon?" I asked her, as I increased my pace, then slowed down again.
"No … none!" she whispered again. Then she closed her eyes to concentrate all feeling at the area within and around her cunt. She tightened her legs around me, and my mouth came down to kiss her again.
I could feel my balls tightening and knew that I couldn't hold back much longer. In desperation, I managed to lift my upper body enough to slip a hand in between our bodies and one of my fingers began playing with her her clit. I heard her sigh at his touch and knew that I just might get her to come again before he blew his load. I could feel my cum on the move and knew that I would only have, at best, a few strokes left. I worked that finger on her clit with fury and was delighted when her breathing quickened, indicating that she was suddenly again very close too. I gave it everything I could with my finger on her clit and my cock driving into her cunt and she rewarded my determination with a shuddering orgasm. My own release matched hers to the second and my chest filled with pride as at having delivered us both, a rewarding joint climax. It had been a long time since that happened.
My body flopped down over Samina's as our breathing went over the next few minutes from quick heavy gasping to eventually settling back into a steady rhythm. When our bodies were again still, I lifted my head to gaze down at Samina's beautiful face. "Happy?"
"Deliriously! I seem to be coming harder today than I ever have … its great!" she told me, clenching the muscles in her cunt on my rapidly deflating cock for effect.
"I'm sure Mehmood's keen to get his big cock into you … are you ready now … or would you like to take a bit of a break?" I asked. Though I knew that the orgams I had just given her was not all my doing, and would probably not have happened, had Mehmood not been there, I was still very happy and proud.
Samina smiled up at me. "I'm ready … now! Bring it on!" She said enthusiastically and I was disappointed to be reminded that I was just have been the warm-up act for the main event.
I lifted my body up and pulled my still dripping cock from Samina clutching cunt. As I fell back down onto my side of the bed, I looked across at Mehmood, whowasting no time, moved swiftly to take his place above Samina. "All yours!" I said with a laugh.
Samina looked up at Mehmood, smiling expectantly. "Do you want me to wipe up?" she said, one hand reaching out for the tissue box on the bedside table.
"Nah I don't care, besides soon you will be filled deeply with mine and that will displace Umer's anyway!" Mehmood laughed as he took up position.
Samina said nothing more, raising her arms out to Mehmood, in a gesture of welcome as she spread her thighs to eagerly accept his legs between hers. With no preliminaries, Mehmood's erect penis entered her. I had a quick glance between Samina's legs and saw the thick cock stretching her labia lips wider. Samina's arms folded around Mehmood's shoulders and the lips of her mouth parted early in anticipation of the kiss that she sensed was coming as Mehmood lowered his face to hers.
There was smouldering passion in their kiss as Mehmood urged the head of his cock into her in brief stabbing thrusts, unable to hold back to offer her foreplay after watching the previous coupling. Samina moved one hand to the back of Mehmood's head, holding him firmly to her as they kissed with passion, while the fingers of her other hand traced their way down his back, softly caressing his muscular frame.
As Mehmood's huge cock progressed into Samina's waiting cunt, making fractional gains with each thrust, she emitted little whimpers from the pleasurable, as she felt at the spreading of her passage. Her eyes rolled over and she once again got that glazed, lost-to-pleasure look that I had not ever been able to get from her. At that moment I felt a pang of envy and hate for Mehmood. I don't think it ever becomes truly easy for a man to accept that he cannot pleasure his wife the way another man can, and now I was as close to that fact as I would ever be.
I had taken up my previous position, on my side, head resting on my hand, intently watching Samina being taken and ravaged by man whom she had sworn would never experience her charms, I could not help but inwardly laugh about how little self-control she had, when it came to sex. 'Good for her!' I thought.
The kiss eventually ended and Mehmood's mouth moved to deliver passionate sensations and love bites to her neck as his monstrous weapon bottomed out inside her cunt, wedged tight. Then, for this couple, the fucking ritual began in earnest. The thrusting of a powerful broad cock into a welcoming wet cunt that delivers such fever and arousal and delight to both parties. This coupling even delivered some delight and arousal to the third party, namely me, as I felt my own cock beginning to grow again watching the intense passion and fire unfolding in the two bodies within touching distance besides me. In a way I felt privileged, but at the same time thought myself as an intruder, someone who should not be there, it was one thing to watch hidden, but to actually be there just did not feel right, at least not the way things had proceeded so far.
I heard Samina's moans and gasps revealing the approach of her fifth orgasm of the afternoon and she lifted her legs around his thighs in anticipation of the imminent release. It came and it exploded through her body, but Mehmood gave her no respite, continuing to plunge his huge cock into her, over and over again. I was amazed at the man's control, and it made me respect him, but also envy him a little more.
Samina lifted her legs higher up his body, her knees gripping the sides of his chest, under his arms, allowing the lips of her cunt to spread more to cope with the thrusts of his gargantuan cock. Now her heels dug into the cheeks of his ass and she was able to use them like a rider on a horse to urge his pelvis to thrust its large appendage into her.
On and on they rode, pounding through yet another release with Mehmood – her sixth for the day. Umer watched his bed mates intently, his own cock now almost fully extended again.
As with her previous sessions with Mehmood, Samina forgot herself in the passion that Mehmood generated within her body. All pretence of holding back her desire for Mehmood's cock so as not to upset me was lost once again, when the first orgasm from Mehmood washed over her. Samina hugged Mehmood, she kissed him, she stuck her tongue in his ear and his mouth, her cunt gripped his cock so hard she worried it might snap or burst open. She was in ecstasy, delighting in the feelings his big cock managed to generate within her body.
Samina was not surprised when her third orgasm in this fucking session with Mehmood blasted through her lower body. Multiple orgasms had just become second nature to her since coupling up with Mehmood. She considered him so good as a lover that he could draw them from her almost at will. She had by now settled her body deep into the centre of the mattress, her body forming a warm pouch into which Mehmood descended powerfully with every thrust. She expected he would be trying to break his own record of six orgasms for her and he was only halfway finished.
So it came as a total surprise to Samina – and in fact to me too – when we heard Mehmood's breathing quickening and his groaning voice saying, "no, my god, not yet! Samina, I'm sorry, I can't stop! I'm sorry, I've got to cum now…"
His voice trailed off, but not his thick cock as Samina's face showed tightly shut eyes, and an open mouth breathing loud, shallow breaths, as she felt the full force of his release. I saw Mehmood speed up his thrusts and the sound of his body slapping against Samina's increased, then, he stopped and gave one deep thrust, his pelvis resting tightly against Samina's as they ground together, I knew he was cumming in her, spurting his sperm in her, to fill all her recesses, shooting through the end of her cunt and into her uterus, the sperm contained within his semen, searching for her eggs, desperate to mate if it were not for her contraception. Those who have not seen what I was just watching can have no idea how erotic, arousing, demeaning, and humiliating it can be all at once!
She let him enjoy every pulsing moment as his cock expelled his life-giving elixir into her body. When he at last lifted his face to look down into hers, she spoke. "That was quick, Mehmood … for you!"
"I am so sorry, Samina … I'm so sorry." Mehmood sounded genuinely apologetic.
"Don't be, I wasn't complaining … I was just surprised. You normally put me through the hoops, pushing me to come again and again." Samina smiled at her lover.
"I know … and that's why I'm so sorry. I feel that I've let you down … you know, as a lover." Mehmood sighed.
"No, that's nonsense. Mehmood, I loved it all, every stroke of that big cock of yours. I felt every stroke and I loved it." Samina tightened her thighs around his hips.
"I'm normally able to keep it up without coming for … I don't know, nearly an hour." Mehmood said defensively.
"Mehmood, get over it … I told you it's quite okay. You still took me to heaven and beyong!" She raised her voice to him, clearly annoyed at his self-analysis.
He ignored her as he continued to search for answers. "I know Samina, but I wish I could have lasted longer! You are so special!”
Samina just smiled at that comment and closed her eyes.
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