07-05-2019, 12:04 PM
Chapter 97
I was too shocked and aroused to say anything, except drop my mouth open. Tehmina not only knew.... she would be visiting us too! That would be one uncomfortable visit for me. I knew that Tehmina had an impish sense of humor, and did not relish the thought of how she'd enjoy having the knowledge that Samina had shared with her.
I was still thinking Tehmina's impending visit, when Samina suddenly popped the little head of my soft cock n her mouth and gave it one quick suck. My penis twitched involuntarily. "God, I love to be stretched out by a big guy," she carried on. "They make me come every time," she paused to gaze at me and let her words sink in. “But you know this little thing looks so cute, I love it just for that alone! And the fact that it is attached to you, the man I love more than anything else in the world.”
It was torture, exquisite torture.
Samina gently gripped my inadequate pecker and swirled her thumb around the sensitive underside of the head. "So," she said "I bought myself a little present for your birthday." With that she reached over toward the bedside drawer. And, to my surprise, she pulled out a dildo I. It was flesh-colored and looked like a real cock in every respect, even including a pair of hefty balls. I estimated it was at least 8 inches long and proportionate in girth. She held my soft cock left in her hand and brought the dildo over to its side with her right hand. I can't recall ever feeling so inadequate, as her expression showed how poorly I compared with her new friend. Seeing her fuck big cocked men was one thing, but to be actually compared to a large dildo was a new level of painfully lovely humiliation.
"Now," she said, “you know Umer, I do miss having sex with, the intimacy of it. So I'll let you fuck me with this dildo," she said in a serious tone.
Samina climbed up on to the bed and straddled my right leg; I think she did it so I could feel how wet her pussy had gotten. I thought she was going to attempt to to take in the giant dildo, but she didn't. Instead, she started teasing her clitoris with the tip of the dildo.
"I can't wait for you to fuck me!" proclaimed Samina with a grin. "Now, for you!" she said. Once again she held the dildo against my soft organ. The result was predictable; I was hopelessly mall, and it towered comically over the length of my cock, dwarfing it thoroughly. Samina let out a genuine laugh. "It's so cute," she said, "like a little puppy." I was beet-red with humiliation.
"Looks like the birthday boy can't compare. !" she chided me, "that means I get to have my fun first." She rolled off my leg onto her back.
The big dildo was back in her right hand. Samina lay next to me, looking into my eyes as she rubbed the plum-shaped head of the dildo around the slick outside of her pussy. "Oh, baby, it's gonna feel so good to have a big one in me again," she was almost whining with anticipation. I inhaled sharply and couldn't keep from grabbing my own cock.
She continued rubbing, and then she said, "Umer, I want you to watch this." She didn't need to tell me twice. I sprang immediately to the foot of the bed, from where I could get a better view of the large latex-covered beast that was about to penetrate my wife's fleshy little cunny. Ever so slowly, she pushed the tip inward, pausing every half-inch or so, pulling back out and then venturing back in a bit deeper.
It was clear that the cock was going in quite easily, and from Samina's moans and expressions, it was clear she was certainly enjoying it. Finally she succeeded in burying all of it inside her. "Oooh," Samina's eyes opened wide with surprise and pleasure, and she looked at me victoriously. "Oooh," she cooed again, involuntarily. "You've never been this deep have you, have you?" she taunted. “Only my lovers have!”
"No, sweetie," I responded honestly, my voice a hoarse whisper.
"Mmm, it's stretching me out so good, little boy," she said as she began pumping it in and out cautiously. "Ahh," she barked, "oh, it feels so good, I love being filled up so much. Sweetie, it really does feel better than your little pee pee," she mocked, "mm, this is what sex should feel like."
I was so conflicted; I was always intensely jealous of the men who could pleasure her that way, at the same time I was proud of myself of letting her enjoy herself that way, and happy for her that she did!
"Come kiss me," Samina demanded, in her usual sweet tone. l. I obeyed immediately. Impaling herself with the big dildo in her left hand, she grabbed the back of my neck with her right hand and forced her tongue into my mouth. She kissed me so hard and passionately. Looking right into my eyes she said, "You have a small dick!” The she smiled at me.
“I'm sorry, baby," I responded sincerely, smiling back, enjoying the game.
She didn't accept my apology. Instead she placed my hand around the base of the dildo and ordered me to "fuck the shit out of her" with it and lick her clit while I at the same time. She had never talked to me like that before when I was fucking her.
I didn't miss a beat, and turning towards her hot sex, I took to the task with alacrity. I fucked the dildo in and out of her sopping pussy, and a slopped my tongue all over her engorged clit. Samina, wasn't just moaning now, she was literally screaming and I'm sure the neighbors heard. She was sweating, writhing, panting, screaming and clawing at her own nipples in a kind of genuine pleasure I'd never seen before. It was truly amazing. I never grew tired on seeing Samina sexually pleasured, no matter how it happened.
She came almost convulsively, her anus twitching like mad. I slowed down my strokes to almost nothing as she came down slowly from the high she had never reached with me inside her. Her bosom heaved as she began to catch her breath. I slid the dildo out of her slot and collapsed back next to her on the bed. We were silent for a while, staring at each other lovingly and exchanging gentle kisses.
"Ok, sweetie," she finally said, "that as almost as nice as being fucked by the real thing. Happy birthday!"
I smiled and kissed her. It was like heaven. I collapsed on top of her and said, "I love you, Samina."
"I love you, too, Umer," she replied and we fell asleep in each other's arms. Not once did the subject of my drug induced impotence ever come up. Neither one of us cared it seemed. Happy birthday indeed.
And what a birthday it turned out to be! I mean it was intense to say the least. And Samina did not seem to care that she had dashed my hopes of taking me off that infernal medication. If anything, Pushpa sent me a special birthday present. It was in the from of a small subcutaneous implant, that when placed in the forearm, would automatically release the medication and there would be no need to take the pill everyday! Samina was very happy at that, as she admitted that she was always worried about forgetting to get me to take the pill. The implant would last for 16 weeks, after which it would have to be replaced, no problem there as Pushpa had sent 6 of them. All that needed to be done was getting it done!
That problem (like all others!) too was solved by Pushpa, who recommended a female doctor in our area. So the very next day Samina and I went off to the doctors office and got the implant. Pushpa had told that doctor that I had agreed to take part in a study to judge the effectiveness of the patch. A study for which I was being a lot of money, you know for all the “inconvenience” Samina and I would be experiencing. So the good doctor had no problem in injecting the implant, after making sure that I was not allergic to any of its components, or had any other risk factors for possible negative side-effects. As we were preparing to leave the office, the doctor gave Samina a look of concern and commiseration. Samina just smiled and said she was prepared for everything. With that we left the office.
The drive home was a quiet one. Samina took the wheel leaving me to my thought. I was distraught that I would not be having erections for at least another 16 weeks. By then it would have been months since my last erection. I had read that going long without erections weakened the penile control muscles, and that worried me, but I did not say anything Samina. She was delighted that I was impotent, and that now she did not have to worry about making sure I stayed that way. And despite all my misgivings, I had to admit that I loved how happy my soft penis made Samina, and much to my own shock and surprise I did not miss erections as much as I thought I would. So that made me feel much better. Besides, I thought, to make Samina happy it was worth it!
Two days after getting the implant, the slight swelling at the implant site had vanished, and there was no tell tale sign that I had anything under my skin. Our morning ritual where Samina either fed me the tablet, or watched me take it myself was gone. Now we just had breakfast together and talked before heading to work.
It was just a few days later, when Samina's younger sister Tehmina arrived as planned, for a couple of weeks. Her husband had been sent to do a 2 week course in the US, and Tehmina had taken the opportunity to accompany him to the country. He had gone on to LA for the course, and Tehmina visited us. She would then join her husband in LA at the end of his course and they would take a few days to explore California
Tehmina is a lovely, tall, and very outgoing. She and husband are the life of any party . The two sisters are best friends and keep no secrets from each other. That made things a little uncomfortable for me. Samina was being quite cagey about exactly what she had told Tehmina about our relationship. And Tehmina did not help matters by dropping hints, and innuendos at every opportunity, anytime the words “soft”, “small”, “tiny”, “limp” etc came up, and then looking at me or my crotch pointedly and letting out a soft smirk or snicker.
On the Tuesday of Tehmina's second week in town, I got off early from work. I went home to get some lunch. Samina was still at work, and I was surprised to see Tehmina there, as usually she spent the day out sight-seeing, or shopping.
It was a typical hot spring day, I decided to take a dip in the pool before lunch. Since our backyard has complete privacy, and I thought I was alone, I just took off my clothes, and didn't bother to put on a swim suit, not feeling the need to have one on.
I dove straight in and enjoyed the feel of the cool water on the hot day. I swam a few laps and just relaxed for a while. I floated around for a few more minutes and was just about to get out of the pool when I heard the back door slam shut.
I looked up and was startled to see Tehmina walking toward the edge of the pool. She was dressed in dark blue jeans, a spaghetti strap pink to, and high heels, and had a huge grin on her face.
"I just stopped by to pick up wallet that that I forgot when I took a different bag this morning," she said. "And to my surprise I find my handsome brother-in-law skinny dipping in the backyard. How's the water?"
"Wonderful!" I replied. "I was about to get out."
"Well, don't let me stop you," Tehmina said as she sat down in one our deck chairs. "I've always wondered what sort of man my little sister had married. I've asked Samina but she won't say. Come on and get out. I'm sure a muscular guy like you has nothing he feels he has to hide." Tehmina giggled and winked at me. That told me she knew exactly the kind of man her sister had married!
I hesitated for a moment as I thought about my options. I knew if Tehmina got a look at my genitals I would be teased unmercifully for the next few days and maybe whenever she got an opportunity to do so. I was sure a woman like Tehmina would not be bashful. Such was her nature and we both new it. The smile on her face spoke volumes. She was clearly enjoying my discomfort and her impending humor at my expense.
I decided the best course of action was to make a run for the house, hoping that Tehmina couldn't see much.I quickly got out of the pool and ran to the back door. It was locked. Then I looked for my clothes and the towel that I had left on the table. They were gone. Tehmina had thrown my clothes into the house and locked the door.
"Looking for this?" Tehmina asked as she waved my towel at me. "Come on over and dry off. Don't be shy on my account sweetie, I have seen a penis before!" Tehmina snickered when she said the word 'penis'.
I realized I had no choice and slowly walked over to where Tehmina was sitting. As I got closer, Tehmina's smile turned into laughter. Thanks to the cold water, my penis was less than an inch long and my balls had retracted into my body.
By the time I stood next to Tehmina's chair she was laughing so hard she couldn't speak. After a few seconds Tehmina calmed down and said I reminded her of some baby sitting jobs she had in high college.
"I sure hope that thing gets a lot bigger," Tehmina said. "I'd hate to think my sister married a guy with a teenie weenie. How big are you when it's hard?"
"I guess I'm about average," I lied. I'd measured myself a few times, and knew full well I was just about average, probably in the lower end of the average range at best.
"Well, of course I don't have much experience in judging cocks, but compared to one I have seen, " Tehmina laughed, you look anything but average." She motioned me to stand closer and reached up with her right hand. With just her thumb and forefinger she began to stroke my tiny prick. Her expert touch soon had me beginning to get hard in spite of my humiliation. A few more seconds and of course I refused to respond, even though her ministrations felt heavenly.
"Is that it?" Tehmina chuckled. "A thin one incher that can't even rise? My poor sister. Maybe you should introduce her to some of your friends who might be on the other side of average.” She laughed. “And can get it up! I sure hope you're good at oral."
I could only swallow hard and nod my red faced head slightly.
Tehmina continued to massage my soft and I soon was dripping a little. A few more strokes from her beautiful fingers and then with a look of disgust and derision, she gave up. "Well with a small dick I don't suppose it really matters if it gets hard, my poor sister probably would not be getting much pleasure from it any way." Tehmina said as she removed her hand from my shaft.
Then she added. “No wonder she fucks around!” And winked at me.
My mouth dropped open. So Samina had shared our secret with Tehmina. Still, even though my suspicions had been confirmed, I was a little surprised and concerned Samina would share such a close secret with her sister. Tehmina was openly looking at my crotch and giggling, holding her thumb and forefinger about half an inch apart.
"Well stud, you better get dressed!" Tehmina said as she handed me my towel. "I've got to get back to shop See you tonight."
She smiled and gave me a little pat on my naked ass and cupped my balls a little. Then she got up and unlocked the door. As she went into the house she laughed and waved her little finger at me. I soon heard her car start up as she headed back to the mall. Leaving a red-faced me still standing naked by the pool.
After I calmed down and changed, I went into the house to take a shower. By the time Samina got home from college I was able to act as though nothing had happened. We ate dinner and then sat down to watch a movie on TV. Tehmina didn't get home until almost 8:00. Much to my relief she said nothing about our experience by the pool. In fact she said nothing about it for the rest of her stay. But I often saw the sisters exchanging knowing glances and snickers as they looked in my direction.
Tehmina left for home on the following Sunday. Up to that point she acted as though nothing had changed between us. But when she kissed me goodbye, she whispered something in my ear. "Be nice to my sister, little fella," she said. "See you soon. Maybe we can go for a swim. And find nice big-cocked lovers for my sister, she is the best and deserves it! You certainly can't give her what my darling gives me every chance her gets, or I want!" With a grin she was out the door and on her way to her husband. Leaving a laughing Samina standing next to me her arm around my waist. The next time around, Tehmina was not nearly as kind to me as she was this time, both she and Samina had a lot of fun at my expense, but that is another story altogether.
Anyway reading this story so far might form the conclusion that our life together was one sexual encounter after another. Well that conclusion would be totally erroneous. Life has way of making evening the seemingly most exciting people have very dull, boring, and ordinary days. And we were just about to hit such a patch. You see Samina switched jobs just after Tehmina left, and I was travelling a lot again. Samina's new job required very long hours as she was the number 2 person in the risk management division of a small consulting company, and was helping her boss actually set up the risk management consulting practice. Working 16-18 hour days, for weeks on end has a very negative effect on ones sex life. Although as Samina has often said, the more stress she is under, the higher her libido seems to get. Alas she just did not have time to do anything about it.
Anyway after about 7 weeks of touring several Asian countries where we had partners or operations, I returned. In another 2 weeks Samina started keeping normal would hours. Life was getting back to normal for us. In those two weeks, I frequently looked up at the ceiling of our car and Samina's foot marks were still there, a constant reminder of what she had done to get the car, and how she had enjoyed it. Mahesh the salesman, having long since moved on to other conquests, had not seen Samina for a long time, and of course she did not miss him. He was as much a conquest to her as she was to him.
Anyway, one Friday evening Samina and I decided to head to a bar and just chill, enjoy a few drinks, and take in the atmosphere. Just the two of us. Well that didn't last too long. Just as Samina had ordered her first martini and I my first beer, I felt a tap on my left shoulder. I turned around to see Kevin, an old friend of mine (not a very good friend mind you, just a casual friend), who had worked with Samina at her previous employer.
Now, let me tell you a little about Kevin. He is not the most likable fellow. A misogynist to the core, he had a very low opinion of women and did not hesitate to voice his views. Samina had often wondered why any woman would ever date the man. She thought that his rugged good looks probably attracted a lot of women, but only floozies and superficial women would really go for him. No woman with any self-respect could ever be really attracted to a man like Kevin.
I had my doubts about that. Kevin did have his share of floozies yes, but I had also seen him with some very classy, and successful women. Certainly these women could not by any means be lacking in self-respect.
It was too much hope that Kevin would leave us alone. And soon he was sitting with us, drinking away. Mouthing off on women. And the more he spoke the redder Samina got in the face. Kevin was not doing himself any favors talking like that, and I wondered how long before Samina exploded at him.
I was too shocked and aroused to say anything, except drop my mouth open. Tehmina not only knew.... she would be visiting us too! That would be one uncomfortable visit for me. I knew that Tehmina had an impish sense of humor, and did not relish the thought of how she'd enjoy having the knowledge that Samina had shared with her.
I was still thinking Tehmina's impending visit, when Samina suddenly popped the little head of my soft cock n her mouth and gave it one quick suck. My penis twitched involuntarily. "God, I love to be stretched out by a big guy," she carried on. "They make me come every time," she paused to gaze at me and let her words sink in. “But you know this little thing looks so cute, I love it just for that alone! And the fact that it is attached to you, the man I love more than anything else in the world.”
It was torture, exquisite torture.
Samina gently gripped my inadequate pecker and swirled her thumb around the sensitive underside of the head. "So," she said "I bought myself a little present for your birthday." With that she reached over toward the bedside drawer. And, to my surprise, she pulled out a dildo I. It was flesh-colored and looked like a real cock in every respect, even including a pair of hefty balls. I estimated it was at least 8 inches long and proportionate in girth. She held my soft cock left in her hand and brought the dildo over to its side with her right hand. I can't recall ever feeling so inadequate, as her expression showed how poorly I compared with her new friend. Seeing her fuck big cocked men was one thing, but to be actually compared to a large dildo was a new level of painfully lovely humiliation.
"Now," she said, “you know Umer, I do miss having sex with, the intimacy of it. So I'll let you fuck me with this dildo," she said in a serious tone.
Samina climbed up on to the bed and straddled my right leg; I think she did it so I could feel how wet her pussy had gotten. I thought she was going to attempt to to take in the giant dildo, but she didn't. Instead, she started teasing her clitoris with the tip of the dildo.
"I can't wait for you to fuck me!" proclaimed Samina with a grin. "Now, for you!" she said. Once again she held the dildo against my soft organ. The result was predictable; I was hopelessly mall, and it towered comically over the length of my cock, dwarfing it thoroughly. Samina let out a genuine laugh. "It's so cute," she said, "like a little puppy." I was beet-red with humiliation.
"Looks like the birthday boy can't compare. !" she chided me, "that means I get to have my fun first." She rolled off my leg onto her back.
The big dildo was back in her right hand. Samina lay next to me, looking into my eyes as she rubbed the plum-shaped head of the dildo around the slick outside of her pussy. "Oh, baby, it's gonna feel so good to have a big one in me again," she was almost whining with anticipation. I inhaled sharply and couldn't keep from grabbing my own cock.
She continued rubbing, and then she said, "Umer, I want you to watch this." She didn't need to tell me twice. I sprang immediately to the foot of the bed, from where I could get a better view of the large latex-covered beast that was about to penetrate my wife's fleshy little cunny. Ever so slowly, she pushed the tip inward, pausing every half-inch or so, pulling back out and then venturing back in a bit deeper.
It was clear that the cock was going in quite easily, and from Samina's moans and expressions, it was clear she was certainly enjoying it. Finally she succeeded in burying all of it inside her. "Oooh," Samina's eyes opened wide with surprise and pleasure, and she looked at me victoriously. "Oooh," she cooed again, involuntarily. "You've never been this deep have you, have you?" she taunted. “Only my lovers have!”
"No, sweetie," I responded honestly, my voice a hoarse whisper.
"Mmm, it's stretching me out so good, little boy," she said as she began pumping it in and out cautiously. "Ahh," she barked, "oh, it feels so good, I love being filled up so much. Sweetie, it really does feel better than your little pee pee," she mocked, "mm, this is what sex should feel like."
I was so conflicted; I was always intensely jealous of the men who could pleasure her that way, at the same time I was proud of myself of letting her enjoy herself that way, and happy for her that she did!
"Come kiss me," Samina demanded, in her usual sweet tone. l. I obeyed immediately. Impaling herself with the big dildo in her left hand, she grabbed the back of my neck with her right hand and forced her tongue into my mouth. She kissed me so hard and passionately. Looking right into my eyes she said, "You have a small dick!” The she smiled at me.
“I'm sorry, baby," I responded sincerely, smiling back, enjoying the game.
She didn't accept my apology. Instead she placed my hand around the base of the dildo and ordered me to "fuck the shit out of her" with it and lick her clit while I at the same time. She had never talked to me like that before when I was fucking her.
I didn't miss a beat, and turning towards her hot sex, I took to the task with alacrity. I fucked the dildo in and out of her sopping pussy, and a slopped my tongue all over her engorged clit. Samina, wasn't just moaning now, she was literally screaming and I'm sure the neighbors heard. She was sweating, writhing, panting, screaming and clawing at her own nipples in a kind of genuine pleasure I'd never seen before. It was truly amazing. I never grew tired on seeing Samina sexually pleasured, no matter how it happened.
She came almost convulsively, her anus twitching like mad. I slowed down my strokes to almost nothing as she came down slowly from the high she had never reached with me inside her. Her bosom heaved as she began to catch her breath. I slid the dildo out of her slot and collapsed back next to her on the bed. We were silent for a while, staring at each other lovingly and exchanging gentle kisses.
"Ok, sweetie," she finally said, "that as almost as nice as being fucked by the real thing. Happy birthday!"
I smiled and kissed her. It was like heaven. I collapsed on top of her and said, "I love you, Samina."
"I love you, too, Umer," she replied and we fell asleep in each other's arms. Not once did the subject of my drug induced impotence ever come up. Neither one of us cared it seemed. Happy birthday indeed.
And what a birthday it turned out to be! I mean it was intense to say the least. And Samina did not seem to care that she had dashed my hopes of taking me off that infernal medication. If anything, Pushpa sent me a special birthday present. It was in the from of a small subcutaneous implant, that when placed in the forearm, would automatically release the medication and there would be no need to take the pill everyday! Samina was very happy at that, as she admitted that she was always worried about forgetting to get me to take the pill. The implant would last for 16 weeks, after which it would have to be replaced, no problem there as Pushpa had sent 6 of them. All that needed to be done was getting it done!
That problem (like all others!) too was solved by Pushpa, who recommended a female doctor in our area. So the very next day Samina and I went off to the doctors office and got the implant. Pushpa had told that doctor that I had agreed to take part in a study to judge the effectiveness of the patch. A study for which I was being a lot of money, you know for all the “inconvenience” Samina and I would be experiencing. So the good doctor had no problem in injecting the implant, after making sure that I was not allergic to any of its components, or had any other risk factors for possible negative side-effects. As we were preparing to leave the office, the doctor gave Samina a look of concern and commiseration. Samina just smiled and said she was prepared for everything. With that we left the office.
The drive home was a quiet one. Samina took the wheel leaving me to my thought. I was distraught that I would not be having erections for at least another 16 weeks. By then it would have been months since my last erection. I had read that going long without erections weakened the penile control muscles, and that worried me, but I did not say anything Samina. She was delighted that I was impotent, and that now she did not have to worry about making sure I stayed that way. And despite all my misgivings, I had to admit that I loved how happy my soft penis made Samina, and much to my own shock and surprise I did not miss erections as much as I thought I would. So that made me feel much better. Besides, I thought, to make Samina happy it was worth it!
Two days after getting the implant, the slight swelling at the implant site had vanished, and there was no tell tale sign that I had anything under my skin. Our morning ritual where Samina either fed me the tablet, or watched me take it myself was gone. Now we just had breakfast together and talked before heading to work.
It was just a few days later, when Samina's younger sister Tehmina arrived as planned, for a couple of weeks. Her husband had been sent to do a 2 week course in the US, and Tehmina had taken the opportunity to accompany him to the country. He had gone on to LA for the course, and Tehmina visited us. She would then join her husband in LA at the end of his course and they would take a few days to explore California
Tehmina is a lovely, tall, and very outgoing. She and husband are the life of any party . The two sisters are best friends and keep no secrets from each other. That made things a little uncomfortable for me. Samina was being quite cagey about exactly what she had told Tehmina about our relationship. And Tehmina did not help matters by dropping hints, and innuendos at every opportunity, anytime the words “soft”, “small”, “tiny”, “limp” etc came up, and then looking at me or my crotch pointedly and letting out a soft smirk or snicker.
On the Tuesday of Tehmina's second week in town, I got off early from work. I went home to get some lunch. Samina was still at work, and I was surprised to see Tehmina there, as usually she spent the day out sight-seeing, or shopping.
It was a typical hot spring day, I decided to take a dip in the pool before lunch. Since our backyard has complete privacy, and I thought I was alone, I just took off my clothes, and didn't bother to put on a swim suit, not feeling the need to have one on.
I dove straight in and enjoyed the feel of the cool water on the hot day. I swam a few laps and just relaxed for a while. I floated around for a few more minutes and was just about to get out of the pool when I heard the back door slam shut.
I looked up and was startled to see Tehmina walking toward the edge of the pool. She was dressed in dark blue jeans, a spaghetti strap pink to, and high heels, and had a huge grin on her face.
"I just stopped by to pick up wallet that that I forgot when I took a different bag this morning," she said. "And to my surprise I find my handsome brother-in-law skinny dipping in the backyard. How's the water?"
"Wonderful!" I replied. "I was about to get out."
"Well, don't let me stop you," Tehmina said as she sat down in one our deck chairs. "I've always wondered what sort of man my little sister had married. I've asked Samina but she won't say. Come on and get out. I'm sure a muscular guy like you has nothing he feels he has to hide." Tehmina giggled and winked at me. That told me she knew exactly the kind of man her sister had married!
I hesitated for a moment as I thought about my options. I knew if Tehmina got a look at my genitals I would be teased unmercifully for the next few days and maybe whenever she got an opportunity to do so. I was sure a woman like Tehmina would not be bashful. Such was her nature and we both new it. The smile on her face spoke volumes. She was clearly enjoying my discomfort and her impending humor at my expense.
I decided the best course of action was to make a run for the house, hoping that Tehmina couldn't see much.I quickly got out of the pool and ran to the back door. It was locked. Then I looked for my clothes and the towel that I had left on the table. They were gone. Tehmina had thrown my clothes into the house and locked the door.
"Looking for this?" Tehmina asked as she waved my towel at me. "Come on over and dry off. Don't be shy on my account sweetie, I have seen a penis before!" Tehmina snickered when she said the word 'penis'.
I realized I had no choice and slowly walked over to where Tehmina was sitting. As I got closer, Tehmina's smile turned into laughter. Thanks to the cold water, my penis was less than an inch long and my balls had retracted into my body.
By the time I stood next to Tehmina's chair she was laughing so hard she couldn't speak. After a few seconds Tehmina calmed down and said I reminded her of some baby sitting jobs she had in high college.
"I sure hope that thing gets a lot bigger," Tehmina said. "I'd hate to think my sister married a guy with a teenie weenie. How big are you when it's hard?"
"I guess I'm about average," I lied. I'd measured myself a few times, and knew full well I was just about average, probably in the lower end of the average range at best.
"Well, of course I don't have much experience in judging cocks, but compared to one I have seen, " Tehmina laughed, you look anything but average." She motioned me to stand closer and reached up with her right hand. With just her thumb and forefinger she began to stroke my tiny prick. Her expert touch soon had me beginning to get hard in spite of my humiliation. A few more seconds and of course I refused to respond, even though her ministrations felt heavenly.
"Is that it?" Tehmina chuckled. "A thin one incher that can't even rise? My poor sister. Maybe you should introduce her to some of your friends who might be on the other side of average.” She laughed. “And can get it up! I sure hope you're good at oral."
I could only swallow hard and nod my red faced head slightly.
Tehmina continued to massage my soft and I soon was dripping a little. A few more strokes from her beautiful fingers and then with a look of disgust and derision, she gave up. "Well with a small dick I don't suppose it really matters if it gets hard, my poor sister probably would not be getting much pleasure from it any way." Tehmina said as she removed her hand from my shaft.
Then she added. “No wonder she fucks around!” And winked at me.
My mouth dropped open. So Samina had shared our secret with Tehmina. Still, even though my suspicions had been confirmed, I was a little surprised and concerned Samina would share such a close secret with her sister. Tehmina was openly looking at my crotch and giggling, holding her thumb and forefinger about half an inch apart.
"Well stud, you better get dressed!" Tehmina said as she handed me my towel. "I've got to get back to shop See you tonight."
She smiled and gave me a little pat on my naked ass and cupped my balls a little. Then she got up and unlocked the door. As she went into the house she laughed and waved her little finger at me. I soon heard her car start up as she headed back to the mall. Leaving a red-faced me still standing naked by the pool.
After I calmed down and changed, I went into the house to take a shower. By the time Samina got home from college I was able to act as though nothing had happened. We ate dinner and then sat down to watch a movie on TV. Tehmina didn't get home until almost 8:00. Much to my relief she said nothing about our experience by the pool. In fact she said nothing about it for the rest of her stay. But I often saw the sisters exchanging knowing glances and snickers as they looked in my direction.
Tehmina left for home on the following Sunday. Up to that point she acted as though nothing had changed between us. But when she kissed me goodbye, she whispered something in my ear. "Be nice to my sister, little fella," she said. "See you soon. Maybe we can go for a swim. And find nice big-cocked lovers for my sister, she is the best and deserves it! You certainly can't give her what my darling gives me every chance her gets, or I want!" With a grin she was out the door and on her way to her husband. Leaving a laughing Samina standing next to me her arm around my waist. The next time around, Tehmina was not nearly as kind to me as she was this time, both she and Samina had a lot of fun at my expense, but that is another story altogether.
Anyway reading this story so far might form the conclusion that our life together was one sexual encounter after another. Well that conclusion would be totally erroneous. Life has way of making evening the seemingly most exciting people have very dull, boring, and ordinary days. And we were just about to hit such a patch. You see Samina switched jobs just after Tehmina left, and I was travelling a lot again. Samina's new job required very long hours as she was the number 2 person in the risk management division of a small consulting company, and was helping her boss actually set up the risk management consulting practice. Working 16-18 hour days, for weeks on end has a very negative effect on ones sex life. Although as Samina has often said, the more stress she is under, the higher her libido seems to get. Alas she just did not have time to do anything about it.
Anyway after about 7 weeks of touring several Asian countries where we had partners or operations, I returned. In another 2 weeks Samina started keeping normal would hours. Life was getting back to normal for us. In those two weeks, I frequently looked up at the ceiling of our car and Samina's foot marks were still there, a constant reminder of what she had done to get the car, and how she had enjoyed it. Mahesh the salesman, having long since moved on to other conquests, had not seen Samina for a long time, and of course she did not miss him. He was as much a conquest to her as she was to him.
Anyway, one Friday evening Samina and I decided to head to a bar and just chill, enjoy a few drinks, and take in the atmosphere. Just the two of us. Well that didn't last too long. Just as Samina had ordered her first martini and I my first beer, I felt a tap on my left shoulder. I turned around to see Kevin, an old friend of mine (not a very good friend mind you, just a casual friend), who had worked with Samina at her previous employer.
Now, let me tell you a little about Kevin. He is not the most likable fellow. A misogynist to the core, he had a very low opinion of women and did not hesitate to voice his views. Samina had often wondered why any woman would ever date the man. She thought that his rugged good looks probably attracted a lot of women, but only floozies and superficial women would really go for him. No woman with any self-respect could ever be really attracted to a man like Kevin.
I had my doubts about that. Kevin did have his share of floozies yes, but I had also seen him with some very classy, and successful women. Certainly these women could not by any means be lacking in self-respect.
It was too much hope that Kevin would leave us alone. And soon he was sitting with us, drinking away. Mouthing off on women. And the more he spoke the redder Samina got in the face. Kevin was not doing himself any favors talking like that, and I wondered how long before Samina exploded at him.
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