10-05-2019, 08:21 PM
Rehana slept to almost 10 AM the morning after the gang-bang. As the morning fog cleared from her head, she recalled the events of the night before. Amazingly, she felt quite good; more alive then she’d felt in years. It had been an evening filled with pure animal lust; not an experience she wanted to repeat often, but she was glad it had happened.
She rolled out of bed and threw on her robe. First stop was the bathroom, where she started running a hot bath. Next stop was the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. She let the coffee brew as she headed back to the bathroom and eased into the bathtub. She lay there for a while, adding more hot water as the bath started to cool, relaxing as the heat penetrated her tired muscles.
She heard the kitchen door open, followed by Azmath’s voice. “Hello. Are you in here, Rehana aunty?”
“I’m in the bathtub,” she shouted back. “Grab me a cup of coffee and come on back.”
A couple of minutes later Azmath emerged through the door with a cup of coffee in hand. “Sorry for barging in without knocking, but with mom home, I thought it was better than waiting at the front door for you to let me in.”
“You don’t need to knock, Azmath. My door is always open to you.”
He looked at her as she lay soaking in the tub. “You were really something last night. I was kind of hoping you’d like my friends,” he smirked as she splashed him playfully. “Are you doing okay?” he asked.
“Never better,” she smiled. “Say, I’m meeting your mom at 1 o’clock to go shopping. Anything you want me to get?”
“Get something sexy,” he answered, leaning forward and tweaking her nipple. “And while you’re at it,” he said as an afterthought, “have mom get something sexy too. She deserves it. She is always in that cotton salwar kameez and cotton saree never wears anything as sexy as you do ” He stood up. “I’d better get home before I’m missed. Will I see you tonight?” he asked.
Rehana “ you tell me do you want to have your mom too like you had me”
Azmath “ No No what the fuck are you talking Aunty how can I ever think of such thing she is my mom”
Rehana : so what she is also a women she is also cute beautiful and sexy don’t get hot when you see her , when you can do it with your mom why not with your mom
Azmath : no aunty I have never seen her in such a way , tell me do you get hot for your son Salman
Rehana : forget getting hot , if I tell you he has also fucked me in real like you
Azmath : My god my god my god what you are telling me the trust or you are just telling me to make me hot for my mom
Rehana: if you want you can call your friend and talk to him to know the truth why must I lie to you, just tell me do you want to fuck your own mom too like you fucked me
Azmath : Aunty you are making me go crazy , even if I want to my mom is not as open as you are she will never agree for such thing I have never even seen her tits , forget about fucking her
Rehana : I also want her to get fucked , she is all alone your father is not in town she too has body needs at this age she also wants to get fucked as she is not into my mould she does not want to get fucked once I make her ready she will get fucked , I want her to enjoy fucking as much as I am doing , this I am doing for my friend
Azmath :very nice of you aunty I will do whatever you say , I too need my mom to be happy
“I’m counting on it,” she replied.
After Azmath left, Rehana got out of the bath, toweled off, and went about getting ready. Shabana arrived at 1 o’clock sharp. “Are you ready?” she beamed. At 5’7”, Shabana shiek was a couple of inches taller than Rehana.She was very fair She was in good shape, with a nice big ass and a bosom to rival Rehana’s.She was about 36d-32-39 She kept her dark brown hair long, just off the shoulders. All in all, she was a good-looking lady in an attractive package.
“All set,” Rehana answered. “We’ll take my car.” They got to the mall in 30 minutes, and shopped until 4:30. They hit all the normal clothing stores, buying several outfits each Shabana was more comfortable with traditional cotton sarees, cotton dull colour salwar kameez . Rehana, feeling a little sluttier than then she had before the week began, picked out items that were a little riskier than she normally wore. Shabana, getting caught up in Rehana’s enthusiasm, followed suit. When they were nearing the end of their spree, they passed a little boutique specializing in attire for lovers.
“Let’s go in here,” Rehana giggled.
“No way,” Shabana replied. “I can’t go in there. I don’t wear such dresses why must wear them”
“Sure you can,” Rehana urged. “It’ll be fun. Come on you try it once then you will feel good”
Reluctantly, Shabana went along with her. After looking through the usual , Rehana spotted some sexy, and revealing, negligees with matching panties. “What do I need these for?” Shabana asked after Rehana suggested “ if you don’t want I will buy them for you, you must try them one you are so beautiful and once you wear them you will feel it”they buy them.
“You never know,” Rehana smiled in response. On the way to check out, Rehana spotted a men’s bathrobe she thought would look good on Azmath. Right next to it lay a pair of thongs. “Let’s get these two for Azmath,” she said excitedly. “It will be so funny. He’ll die of embarrassment.”
At first, Shabana didn’t go along with the idea, but when Rehana argued that, after all, he was a teenager and well on his way to manhood, she relented. “It would be funny, wouldn’t it?” she giggled. So, merchandise in hand, they headed for the register to check out.
She rolled out of bed and threw on her robe. First stop was the bathroom, where she started running a hot bath. Next stop was the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. She let the coffee brew as she headed back to the bathroom and eased into the bathtub. She lay there for a while, adding more hot water as the bath started to cool, relaxing as the heat penetrated her tired muscles.
She heard the kitchen door open, followed by Azmath’s voice. “Hello. Are you in here, Rehana aunty?”
“I’m in the bathtub,” she shouted back. “Grab me a cup of coffee and come on back.”
A couple of minutes later Azmath emerged through the door with a cup of coffee in hand. “Sorry for barging in without knocking, but with mom home, I thought it was better than waiting at the front door for you to let me in.”
“You don’t need to knock, Azmath. My door is always open to you.”
He looked at her as she lay soaking in the tub. “You were really something last night. I was kind of hoping you’d like my friends,” he smirked as she splashed him playfully. “Are you doing okay?” he asked.
“Never better,” she smiled. “Say, I’m meeting your mom at 1 o’clock to go shopping. Anything you want me to get?”
“Get something sexy,” he answered, leaning forward and tweaking her nipple. “And while you’re at it,” he said as an afterthought, “have mom get something sexy too. She deserves it. She is always in that cotton salwar kameez and cotton saree never wears anything as sexy as you do ” He stood up. “I’d better get home before I’m missed. Will I see you tonight?” he asked.
Rehana “ you tell me do you want to have your mom too like you had me”
Azmath “ No No what the fuck are you talking Aunty how can I ever think of such thing she is my mom”
Rehana : so what she is also a women she is also cute beautiful and sexy don’t get hot when you see her , when you can do it with your mom why not with your mom
Azmath : no aunty I have never seen her in such a way , tell me do you get hot for your son Salman
Rehana : forget getting hot , if I tell you he has also fucked me in real like you
Azmath : My god my god my god what you are telling me the trust or you are just telling me to make me hot for my mom
Rehana: if you want you can call your friend and talk to him to know the truth why must I lie to you, just tell me do you want to fuck your own mom too like you fucked me
Azmath : Aunty you are making me go crazy , even if I want to my mom is not as open as you are she will never agree for such thing I have never even seen her tits , forget about fucking her
Rehana : I also want her to get fucked , she is all alone your father is not in town she too has body needs at this age she also wants to get fucked as she is not into my mould she does not want to get fucked once I make her ready she will get fucked , I want her to enjoy fucking as much as I am doing , this I am doing for my friend
Azmath :very nice of you aunty I will do whatever you say , I too need my mom to be happy
“I’m counting on it,” she replied.
After Azmath left, Rehana got out of the bath, toweled off, and went about getting ready. Shabana arrived at 1 o’clock sharp. “Are you ready?” she beamed. At 5’7”, Shabana shiek was a couple of inches taller than Rehana.She was very fair She was in good shape, with a nice big ass and a bosom to rival Rehana’s.She was about 36d-32-39 She kept her dark brown hair long, just off the shoulders. All in all, she was a good-looking lady in an attractive package.
“All set,” Rehana answered. “We’ll take my car.” They got to the mall in 30 minutes, and shopped until 4:30. They hit all the normal clothing stores, buying several outfits each Shabana was more comfortable with traditional cotton sarees, cotton dull colour salwar kameez . Rehana, feeling a little sluttier than then she had before the week began, picked out items that were a little riskier than she normally wore. Shabana, getting caught up in Rehana’s enthusiasm, followed suit. When they were nearing the end of their spree, they passed a little boutique specializing in attire for lovers.
“Let’s go in here,” Rehana giggled.
“No way,” Shabana replied. “I can’t go in there. I don’t wear such dresses why must wear them”
“Sure you can,” Rehana urged. “It’ll be fun. Come on you try it once then you will feel good”
Reluctantly, Shabana went along with her. After looking through the usual , Rehana spotted some sexy, and revealing, negligees with matching panties. “What do I need these for?” Shabana asked after Rehana suggested “ if you don’t want I will buy them for you, you must try them one you are so beautiful and once you wear them you will feel it”they buy them.
“You never know,” Rehana smiled in response. On the way to check out, Rehana spotted a men’s bathrobe she thought would look good on Azmath. Right next to it lay a pair of thongs. “Let’s get these two for Azmath,” she said excitedly. “It will be so funny. He’ll die of embarrassment.”
At first, Shabana didn’t go along with the idea, but when Rehana argued that, after all, he was a teenager and well on his way to manhood, she relented. “It would be funny, wouldn’t it?” she giggled. So, merchandise in hand, they headed for the register to check out.
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One man's wife is another man's slut
I don't have a Religion, I am free. Do not impose your Morality on me
Thanks & Regards,
Givemeextra
One man's wife is another man's slut
I don't have a Religion, I am free. Do not impose your Morality on me