30-01-2023, 04:40 PM
shabina, a conservative horny '. housewife submit herself to black lover.
*****
shabina sat in front of her bedside mirror unable to concentrate as she struggled to fix her make up properly. Lately her mind had been plagued by doubts and sinful thoughts that no married woman should have, and yet there they were. shabina had been married to her husband, Anwar, for 15 years now, whilst it was a good marriage it was missing something. In 15 years of marriage, shabina had been able to conceive only a child. They had visited many different doctors to find out why and they all confirmed, what shabina knew deep down, that Anwar had an extremely low sperm count.
The news shattered both of them and completely broke Anwar. Fahima did her best to comfort him, assuring him that she held nothing against him and trying to explain how she loved him even more.
"It's ,.''s will, my jaan, there is very little we can do. We can try for adoption," she said to him mustering all the enthusiasm and faith she could.
"Maybe," he replied in a flat tone. You could hear how shattered his heart was by the waver in his voice.
"Nothing is going to change, my jaan, but at least we still have each other," shabina said with a small smile.
However, 5 years on things began to change. Now at the age of 35, shabina's marriage had completely changed from the loving and caring one to a distant and hollow thing. Over the years Anwar had become withdrawn and distant, focused entirely on his work, he paid little attention to shabina. Not to mention, their sex life was non-existent. shabina remembered when they had a very active sex life especially for a '. couple.
shabina missed the truly wild fuck sessions and the way Anwar used to dominate her in bed. Despite coming from conservative '. families, who believed sex was only for pro-creation and not for pleasure, shabina and Anwar loved sex. They tried all the positions, experimented with toys and had gotten downright filthy in bed. Yet they were still conservative '.s in every other way. shabina wore a burqa and veil when she was in the presence of other men, or when she was out running errands, but when it was just her and Anwar she prefered skimpy dress to wear anything.
shabina did expect a few things to change for the first year or two as she knew the fact that Anwar's inability to give her second child had totally devastated him. However, she believed he would get over it eventually and return to his normal self. Yet he buried him self in his work, in an attempt to bury his pain and caused shabina to take drastic action to get her husbands attention.
She had joined a local, woman's only, gym and in the 5 years that had passed she had developed a hot, toned body. She began to wear figure hugging veils that hid nothing and made her 36DD breasts and her perfectly shaped ass stand out more than ever before. In her opinion she looked like a slightly new version of the Bollywood actress urvashi rautela.
She did all of this to get her husband's attention, while he barely noticed, she was getting unexpected attention from other men. At first she was shocked but slowly she started to enjoy it. Her firm and tender tits looked even bigger on her 5'8 frame and despite being 35 years old shabina looked at least 10 years younger. Gym had really helped her keep a tight body, she was an anomaly amongst Indian housewives who at the same age had grown fat and ugly while she looked to be in her prime.
She loved the attention all the men paid her when she was attending stretching classes at the local fitness centre. The men adored her and the women hated her for flaunting her assets and stealing their husband's gazes, and also for looking a 100 times better than them. She realized when non-'. men paid her compliments and admired her openly it excited her. "I'm actually getting turned on," was something she thought to herself often now.
Soon she was dreaming of being fucked by these infidels over and over again. The first thing she had to do when she woke up in the morning, nowadays, was take of her soaked panties. These dreams and fantasies were sustaining her for now, helping quench the thirst for sex, but soon another thought entered her mind, one that would definitely ruin her marriage. She wanted to turn these dreams of hers into reality.
shabina sat there her mind in great turmoil. She just couldn't cheat on her husband not only was it morally wrong but religiously as well. She couldn't go against that but deep down she knew that she had already gone against her religion, by intentionally attracting the attention of other men.
Something within her changed over time, a slutty side had awakened in her, a side that craved attention, one that wanted to be fucked by a big infidels cocks. She also realized that a part of her was rebelling against, not only religion, but the culture that oppressed women told them how to dress, how to look and who to talk to.
*****
shabina sat in front of her bedside mirror unable to concentrate as she struggled to fix her make up properly. Lately her mind had been plagued by doubts and sinful thoughts that no married woman should have, and yet there they were. shabina had been married to her husband, Anwar, for 15 years now, whilst it was a good marriage it was missing something. In 15 years of marriage, shabina had been able to conceive only a child. They had visited many different doctors to find out why and they all confirmed, what shabina knew deep down, that Anwar had an extremely low sperm count.
The news shattered both of them and completely broke Anwar. Fahima did her best to comfort him, assuring him that she held nothing against him and trying to explain how she loved him even more.
"It's ,.''s will, my jaan, there is very little we can do. We can try for adoption," she said to him mustering all the enthusiasm and faith she could.
"Maybe," he replied in a flat tone. You could hear how shattered his heart was by the waver in his voice.
"Nothing is going to change, my jaan, but at least we still have each other," shabina said with a small smile.
However, 5 years on things began to change. Now at the age of 35, shabina's marriage had completely changed from the loving and caring one to a distant and hollow thing. Over the years Anwar had become withdrawn and distant, focused entirely on his work, he paid little attention to shabina. Not to mention, their sex life was non-existent. shabina remembered when they had a very active sex life especially for a '. couple.
shabina missed the truly wild fuck sessions and the way Anwar used to dominate her in bed. Despite coming from conservative '. families, who believed sex was only for pro-creation and not for pleasure, shabina and Anwar loved sex. They tried all the positions, experimented with toys and had gotten downright filthy in bed. Yet they were still conservative '.s in every other way. shabina wore a burqa and veil when she was in the presence of other men, or when she was out running errands, but when it was just her and Anwar she prefered skimpy dress to wear anything.
shabina did expect a few things to change for the first year or two as she knew the fact that Anwar's inability to give her second child had totally devastated him. However, she believed he would get over it eventually and return to his normal self. Yet he buried him self in his work, in an attempt to bury his pain and caused shabina to take drastic action to get her husbands attention.
She had joined a local, woman's only, gym and in the 5 years that had passed she had developed a hot, toned body. She began to wear figure hugging veils that hid nothing and made her 36DD breasts and her perfectly shaped ass stand out more than ever before. In her opinion she looked like a slightly new version of the Bollywood actress urvashi rautela.
She did all of this to get her husband's attention, while he barely noticed, she was getting unexpected attention from other men. At first she was shocked but slowly she started to enjoy it. Her firm and tender tits looked even bigger on her 5'8 frame and despite being 35 years old shabina looked at least 10 years younger. Gym had really helped her keep a tight body, she was an anomaly amongst Indian housewives who at the same age had grown fat and ugly while she looked to be in her prime.
She loved the attention all the men paid her when she was attending stretching classes at the local fitness centre. The men adored her and the women hated her for flaunting her assets and stealing their husband's gazes, and also for looking a 100 times better than them. She realized when non-'. men paid her compliments and admired her openly it excited her. "I'm actually getting turned on," was something she thought to herself often now.
Soon she was dreaming of being fucked by these infidels over and over again. The first thing she had to do when she woke up in the morning, nowadays, was take of her soaked panties. These dreams and fantasies were sustaining her for now, helping quench the thirst for sex, but soon another thought entered her mind, one that would definitely ruin her marriage. She wanted to turn these dreams of hers into reality.
shabina sat there her mind in great turmoil. She just couldn't cheat on her husband not only was it morally wrong but religiously as well. She couldn't go against that but deep down she knew that she had already gone against her religion, by intentionally attracting the attention of other men.
Something within her changed over time, a slutty side had awakened in her, a side that craved attention, one that wanted to be fucked by a big infidels cocks. She also realized that a part of her was rebelling against, not only religion, but the culture that oppressed women told them how to dress, how to look and who to talk to.
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