13-11-2024, 06:39 AM
That night, as the moon cast a soft glow through the bedroom window, Hina donned a skimpy nightie that barely contained her envied curves. She knew that Adnan would be unable to resist her when she presented herself in such an alluring fashion. The fabric clung to her body, showcasing her own voluptuous figure in the best possible light.
As Adnan settled into bed beside her, his eyes were drawn to the deep neckline of her lingerie. "Is your penis rock hard because of Nageena's cleavage?" she asked playfully, her voice a sultry whisper in the darkened room. She watched his reaction closely, gauging his interest.
Adnan's eyes snapped up to meet hers, a hint of surprise in his gaze. "What makes you say that?" he responded, his voice a mix of amusement and curiosity.
"Just an observation," Hina said with a knowing smile. She reached out, her hand lightly tracing the outline of his erection through the fabric of his boxers. "It's okay, I understand. Nageena's breasts are...distracting."
Adnan's eyes widened as Hina's words hung in the air, and she felt his body tense against her touch. "But," she continued, her voice dropping even lower, "you know what they say, 'variety is the spice of life.' And I've been thinking, maybe we could...spice things up a bit."
Her hand slid down to cup him firmly, and she began to stroke him through the fabric. His breathing grew ragged as she leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his ear. "What if," she whispered, "you had both of us at the same time?"
Adnan's eyes grew dark with lust, his hand covering hers, squeezing harder. "Both of you?" he breathed, his imagination already racing with the tantalizing image of Hina and Nageena writhing together beneath him.
Adnan's hand stopped moving, his eyes searching hers in the moonlight. "Are you serious?"
Hina nodded, her heart racing. "I want to make you happy," she murmured, her voice filled with both hope and trepidation. "And if this is what it takes..."
Adnan's hand paused for a brief moment, the gravity of her suggestion sinking in. Then, with a growl of approval, he rolled on top of her, his large frame pinning her to the mattress. He ripped her nightie open, exposing her full, round breasts to the cool air. His hand found her cunt, already wet with anticipation. With one swift movement, he pushed aside her lacy underwear and plunged his fingers inside her. Hina gasped, her body arching off the bed.
He took a moment to appreciate her beauty, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and desire. "I've wanted this for so long," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. He pulled out his cock, thick and hard, and lined it up with her pussy. In one swift, powerful stroke, he buried himself to the hilt inside her, her walls stretching to accommodate his impressive length.
Hina's eyes rolled back in her head, a scream of pleasure tearing from her throat. Her nails dug into the sheets as he began to fuck her with a ferocity that she hadn't felt in a long time. His hips slapped against her thighs, each stroke pushing her closer to the edge. The sound of their skin meeting filled the room, punctuated by her gasps and moans.
Adnan's eyes never left hers, his pupils dilated with lust. He whispered sweet nothings into her ear, his teeth nipping at her earlobe. "I'd love to see those big tits bouncing together," he murmured, his own desire for the maid's body clear in his words.
With a sudden surge of strength, Adnan lifted Hina off the bed, her legs wrapping around his waist. He carried her over to the dresser, the wooden drawers rattling with each pounding thrust. His cock plunged deep inside her, stretching her to the limits of pleasure and pain. Each stroke was a declaration of his dominance, his desire for both women palpable in every inch of his body.
Hina's eyes widened with every impact, her nails digging into Adnan's broad shoulders. Her own breasts bounced in sync with his movements, the sight of which only fueled his lust further. She threw her head back, her moans echoing off the walls. The idea of sharing him with Nageena had unlocked something primal within her, a need to satisfy him beyond what she had ever imagined.
"Fuck me, Adnan," she panted, her voice hoarse with desire. "Your cock feels so good."
Adnan groaned in response, his eyes never leaving Hina's face. He loved watching her come undone beneath him, especially when he knew his size was pushing her to new heights of pleasure. He reached down and grabbed her hips, angling her so that he could drive even deeper. With one powerful thrust, he slammed his entire 9-inch length into her tight pussy, her scream of pleasure mixing with pain.
Hina's legs tightened around his waist, her nails digging into his flesh as she adjusted to the new depth. Her eyes watered, but she didn't protest. Instead, she leaned into the sensation, her body beginning to move with his rhythm. The thought of Nageena watching them, perhaps even joining in, added a thrill she hadn't expected.
"Oh, Adnan," she moaned, her voice thick with need. "I've never felt so full."
Her words were barely out before he pulled out with a wet pop and spun her around to face the dresser mirror. He bent her over, her breasts pressing against the cool wood, and she watched as he positioned his cock at her entrance again. With a wicked smirk, he pushed back in, this time with a slow, deliberate stroke that made her whine with pleasure.
The sound of their skin slapping together grew louder as he picked up the pace, and Hina couldn't help but admire the reflection of her own face, twisted with passion and need. Adnan's strong hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging in as he pounded into her. Each thrust was a declaration of his desire, and she found herself getting lost in the intensity of their lovemaking.
Hina's moans grew in volume and frequency, filling the small space. She could feel her orgasm building, a tight coil of pleasure deep in her belly. Her breasts bobbed with every impact, the sight of which only seemed to excite Adnan more. He reached around, his thumb finding her clit and flicking it mercilessly as he fucked her.
The sound of their passionate coupling grew even louder, Hina's cries of ecstasy resonating through the walls. Her knees began to tremble, her legs threatening to give out beneath her. But Adnan held her firmly in place, his thrusts growing more urgent. "Come for me, baby," he grunted, his voice strained with his own approaching climax.
With a final, powerful thrust, Hina's body convulsed, her pussy clamping down around his cock as she screamed her release. Her juices coated him, her orgasm so intense that she felt light-headed. Adnan followed her over the edge, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his hot seed. They remained there for a moment, both of them panting, their bodies entwined in a mess of sweat and desire.
Adnan finally pulled out, his cock glistening in the moonlight. He collapsed onto the bed, his chest heaving. Hina straightened up, her legs wobbly from the exertion. She felt a sense of victory, knowing she had satisfied him in a way that Nageena never could. But the night wasn't over. Adnan had two more times in him, and she was determined to make each one count.
As Adnan settled into bed beside her, his eyes were drawn to the deep neckline of her lingerie. "Is your penis rock hard because of Nageena's cleavage?" she asked playfully, her voice a sultry whisper in the darkened room. She watched his reaction closely, gauging his interest.
Adnan's eyes snapped up to meet hers, a hint of surprise in his gaze. "What makes you say that?" he responded, his voice a mix of amusement and curiosity.
"Just an observation," Hina said with a knowing smile. She reached out, her hand lightly tracing the outline of his erection through the fabric of his boxers. "It's okay, I understand. Nageena's breasts are...distracting."
Adnan's eyes widened as Hina's words hung in the air, and she felt his body tense against her touch. "But," she continued, her voice dropping even lower, "you know what they say, 'variety is the spice of life.' And I've been thinking, maybe we could...spice things up a bit."
Her hand slid down to cup him firmly, and she began to stroke him through the fabric. His breathing grew ragged as she leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his ear. "What if," she whispered, "you had both of us at the same time?"
Adnan's eyes grew dark with lust, his hand covering hers, squeezing harder. "Both of you?" he breathed, his imagination already racing with the tantalizing image of Hina and Nageena writhing together beneath him.
Adnan's hand stopped moving, his eyes searching hers in the moonlight. "Are you serious?"
Hina nodded, her heart racing. "I want to make you happy," she murmured, her voice filled with both hope and trepidation. "And if this is what it takes..."
Adnan's hand paused for a brief moment, the gravity of her suggestion sinking in. Then, with a growl of approval, he rolled on top of her, his large frame pinning her to the mattress. He ripped her nightie open, exposing her full, round breasts to the cool air. His hand found her cunt, already wet with anticipation. With one swift movement, he pushed aside her lacy underwear and plunged his fingers inside her. Hina gasped, her body arching off the bed.
He took a moment to appreciate her beauty, her eyes wide with a mix of shock and desire. "I've wanted this for so long," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. He pulled out his cock, thick and hard, and lined it up with her pussy. In one swift, powerful stroke, he buried himself to the hilt inside her, her walls stretching to accommodate his impressive length.
Hina's eyes rolled back in her head, a scream of pleasure tearing from her throat. Her nails dug into the sheets as he began to fuck her with a ferocity that she hadn't felt in a long time. His hips slapped against her thighs, each stroke pushing her closer to the edge. The sound of their skin meeting filled the room, punctuated by her gasps and moans.
Adnan's eyes never left hers, his pupils dilated with lust. He whispered sweet nothings into her ear, his teeth nipping at her earlobe. "I'd love to see those big tits bouncing together," he murmured, his own desire for the maid's body clear in his words.
With a sudden surge of strength, Adnan lifted Hina off the bed, her legs wrapping around his waist. He carried her over to the dresser, the wooden drawers rattling with each pounding thrust. His cock plunged deep inside her, stretching her to the limits of pleasure and pain. Each stroke was a declaration of his dominance, his desire for both women palpable in every inch of his body.
Hina's eyes widened with every impact, her nails digging into Adnan's broad shoulders. Her own breasts bounced in sync with his movements, the sight of which only fueled his lust further. She threw her head back, her moans echoing off the walls. The idea of sharing him with Nageena had unlocked something primal within her, a need to satisfy him beyond what she had ever imagined.
"Fuck me, Adnan," she panted, her voice hoarse with desire. "Your cock feels so good."
Adnan groaned in response, his eyes never leaving Hina's face. He loved watching her come undone beneath him, especially when he knew his size was pushing her to new heights of pleasure. He reached down and grabbed her hips, angling her so that he could drive even deeper. With one powerful thrust, he slammed his entire 9-inch length into her tight pussy, her scream of pleasure mixing with pain.
Hina's legs tightened around his waist, her nails digging into his flesh as she adjusted to the new depth. Her eyes watered, but she didn't protest. Instead, she leaned into the sensation, her body beginning to move with his rhythm. The thought of Nageena watching them, perhaps even joining in, added a thrill she hadn't expected.
"Oh, Adnan," she moaned, her voice thick with need. "I've never felt so full."
Her words were barely out before he pulled out with a wet pop and spun her around to face the dresser mirror. He bent her over, her breasts pressing against the cool wood, and she watched as he positioned his cock at her entrance again. With a wicked smirk, he pushed back in, this time with a slow, deliberate stroke that made her whine with pleasure.
The sound of their skin slapping together grew louder as he picked up the pace, and Hina couldn't help but admire the reflection of her own face, twisted with passion and need. Adnan's strong hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging in as he pounded into her. Each thrust was a declaration of his desire, and she found herself getting lost in the intensity of their lovemaking.
Hina's moans grew in volume and frequency, filling the small space. She could feel her orgasm building, a tight coil of pleasure deep in her belly. Her breasts bobbed with every impact, the sight of which only seemed to excite Adnan more. He reached around, his thumb finding her clit and flicking it mercilessly as he fucked her.
The sound of their passionate coupling grew even louder, Hina's cries of ecstasy resonating through the walls. Her knees began to tremble, her legs threatening to give out beneath her. But Adnan held her firmly in place, his thrusts growing more urgent. "Come for me, baby," he grunted, his voice strained with his own approaching climax.
With a final, powerful thrust, Hina's body convulsed, her pussy clamping down around his cock as she screamed her release. Her juices coated him, her orgasm so intense that she felt light-headed. Adnan followed her over the edge, his cock pulsing as he filled her with his hot seed. They remained there for a moment, both of them panting, their bodies entwined in a mess of sweat and desire.
Adnan finally pulled out, his cock glistening in the moonlight. He collapsed onto the bed, his chest heaving. Hina straightened up, her legs wobbly from the exertion. She felt a sense of victory, knowing she had satisfied him in a way that Nageena never could. But the night wasn't over. Adnan had two more times in him, and she was determined to make each one count.
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