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Chapter 22: Wasim & Jamal (Act 13)
The storm outside raged on, the rhythmic drumming of rain against the windowpane blending with the heavy breaths in the room. Lina lay still, her body tense as Jamal’s fingers traced circles on her inner thighs. She clenched her eyes shut, trying to steady her breathing, but the warmth spreading through her core made it impossible to remain unaffected. His touch was slow, deliberate, and utterly relentless.
“Jamal,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the storm. “Please...you need to stop…”
But Jamal was lost in his dream, his hand inching higher, the tips of his fingers brushing against the softness of her pussy lips. Lina’s breath hitched, and a small, involuntary moan escaped her lips. This isn’t right, she thought, her mind clouded with guilt. Yet, her body betrayed her, arching slightly into his touch as if craving more.
Jamal mumbled something incoherent, his fingers pressing gently against her entrance. It’s so soft… so wet… His words were fragmented, but they sent a jolt of heat through her. Lina bit her lip, trying to stifle the noise threatening to erupt from her throat. His fingers moved with a slow, maddening rhythm, exploring her folds as if he were mapping every inch of her.
She turned her face into the pillow, her thighs trembling as she fought the pleasure building within her. But it was no use. Each stroke sent sparks shooting through her, and soon, her legs parted ever so slightly, giving him more access. Jamal’s fingers dipped inside her, and Lina gasped, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.
“Please forgive me, Rahim,” she murmured, her voice trembling with guilt and desire. She knew she should push him away, should stop this before it went any further, but the warmth pooling in her core was too much to ignore.
Jamal’s breathing grew heavier, his movements more confident as he continued to finger her. His thumb brushed against her clit, and Lina’s back arched off the bed, a strangled moan escaping her lips. She clamped a hand over her mouth, her eyes wide with shock and pleasure as the first waves of an orgasm began to crash over her.
But just as she was about to tip over the edge, Jamal’s hand slipped away, leaving her breathless and aching. Lina let out a shaky sigh of relief, though her body protested the sudden loss of contact. She lay still for a moment, trying to calm her racing heart, but then she felt him shift beside her.
Jamal’s boxers rustled as he tugged them down, the sound barely audible over the storm. Lina froze, her breath catching in her throat as she realized what he was doing. She could hear the faint sound of his hand moving, the slickness of his arousal unmistakable. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment and arousal as she felt him nestle closer to her, his bare cock pressing against her ass through the thin fabric of her bathrobe.
The heat radiating from him was overwhelming, and Lina’s body instinctively responded, pressing back against him despite her internal struggle. Jamal’s hands moved again, this time sliding beneath her robe to cup her breasts. His touch was firm yet tender, his fingers teasing her nipples into stiff peaks. Lina’s breath quickened, her heart pounding in her chest as pleasure and guilt warred within her.
“Jamal,” she whispered again, her voice trembling. “Wake up please …”
But Jamal remained oblivious, his hips grinding against her ass as he continued to touch her. His cock was hard and insistent, and Lina could feel the heat of it even through the fabric of her robe. She knew she needed to do something, needed to stop this before it went too far, but the thought of him slipping inside her sent a surge of forbidden fear through her.
Taking a deep breath, Lina turned onto her back, hoping to create some distance between them. But Jamal followed her movement, his mouth now grazing her neck as his hands moved from exploring her body to lifting the bathrobe slightly. His cock pressed against her bare ass cheeks, the heat of it making her shiver. Lina had to do something quick.
Lina hesitated for a moment before reaching down slowly, her hand trembling as she wrapped her fingers around his length. It was warm and firm in her grasp, the veins throbbing with each beat of his heart. She gave him a tentative tug, her eyes darting to his face to make sure he was still asleep.
Jamal’s breath hitched, a soft moan escaping his lips as she began to stroke him. Lina’s own arousal grew with each movement, her pussy aching for release. She quickened her pace, her hand moving with more confidence as she felt him swell in her grasp.
“Owhh....suck it…” Jamal mumbled in his sleep, his voice thick with desire. "I want to feel your warm mouth...."
Lina froze, her heart racing as she processed his words. No, she thought, panic setting in. I can’t… But the idea sent a jolt of heat through her, and she found herself considering it to help Jamal.
With a trembling breath, Lina sat up and positioned herself between his legs under the covers. She hesitated for a moment before leaning down and pressing a tentative kiss to the tip of his cock. The taste of him was unexpected but not unpleasant.
Slowly, she took him into her mouth, the warmth and weight of him sending a rush of excitement through her. Her tongue swirled around his shaft as she began to bob her head up and down, her hand moving in sync with her mouth. Jamal’s breathing grew erratic, his hands gripping the sheets tightly as she worked him over. Lina could feel his cock throbbing in her mouth, and she knew he was close. She quickened her pace, her own arousal building as she felt him swell in readiness for his release.
With a loud groan, Jamal came undone, his hot seed spilling into her mouth in thick spurts. Lina swallowed quickly, a mixture of guilt and satisfaction flooding her as she pulled away.
Jamal’s breathing slowly evened out, a satisfied smile playing on his lips as he drifted back into a deeper sleep. Lina wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her heart still racing as she fastened her robe and lay back down beside him.
The storm outside had calmed slightly, the rain now falling in a gentle patter against the window. Lina closed her eyes, trying to calm the storm of emotions raging within her. What have I done? she thought, as she then drifted off to sleep.
The storm outside raged on, the rhythmic drumming of rain against the windowpane blending with the heavy breaths in the room. Lina lay still, her body tense as Jamal’s fingers traced circles on her inner thighs. She clenched her eyes shut, trying to steady her breathing, but the warmth spreading through her core made it impossible to remain unaffected. His touch was slow, deliberate, and utterly relentless.
“Jamal,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the storm. “Please...you need to stop…”
But Jamal was lost in his dream, his hand inching higher, the tips of his fingers brushing against the softness of her pussy lips. Lina’s breath hitched, and a small, involuntary moan escaped her lips. This isn’t right, she thought, her mind clouded with guilt. Yet, her body betrayed her, arching slightly into his touch as if craving more.
Jamal mumbled something incoherent, his fingers pressing gently against her entrance. It’s so soft… so wet… His words were fragmented, but they sent a jolt of heat through her. Lina bit her lip, trying to stifle the noise threatening to erupt from her throat. His fingers moved with a slow, maddening rhythm, exploring her folds as if he were mapping every inch of her.
She turned her face into the pillow, her thighs trembling as she fought the pleasure building within her. But it was no use. Each stroke sent sparks shooting through her, and soon, her legs parted ever so slightly, giving him more access. Jamal’s fingers dipped inside her, and Lina gasped, her hands gripping the sheets tightly.
“Please forgive me, Rahim,” she murmured, her voice trembling with guilt and desire. She knew she should push him away, should stop this before it went any further, but the warmth pooling in her core was too much to ignore.
Jamal’s breathing grew heavier, his movements more confident as he continued to finger her. His thumb brushed against her clit, and Lina’s back arched off the bed, a strangled moan escaping her lips. She clamped a hand over her mouth, her eyes wide with shock and pleasure as the first waves of an orgasm began to crash over her.
But just as she was about to tip over the edge, Jamal’s hand slipped away, leaving her breathless and aching. Lina let out a shaky sigh of relief, though her body protested the sudden loss of contact. She lay still for a moment, trying to calm her racing heart, but then she felt him shift beside her.
Jamal’s boxers rustled as he tugged them down, the sound barely audible over the storm. Lina froze, her breath catching in her throat as she realized what he was doing. She could hear the faint sound of his hand moving, the slickness of his arousal unmistakable. Her cheeks burned with embarrassment and arousal as she felt him nestle closer to her, his bare cock pressing against her ass through the thin fabric of her bathrobe.
The heat radiating from him was overwhelming, and Lina’s body instinctively responded, pressing back against him despite her internal struggle. Jamal’s hands moved again, this time sliding beneath her robe to cup her breasts. His touch was firm yet tender, his fingers teasing her nipples into stiff peaks. Lina’s breath quickened, her heart pounding in her chest as pleasure and guilt warred within her.
“Jamal,” she whispered again, her voice trembling. “Wake up please …”
But Jamal remained oblivious, his hips grinding against her ass as he continued to touch her. His cock was hard and insistent, and Lina could feel the heat of it even through the fabric of her robe. She knew she needed to do something, needed to stop this before it went too far, but the thought of him slipping inside her sent a surge of forbidden fear through her.
Taking a deep breath, Lina turned onto her back, hoping to create some distance between them. But Jamal followed her movement, his mouth now grazing her neck as his hands moved from exploring her body to lifting the bathrobe slightly. His cock pressed against her bare ass cheeks, the heat of it making her shiver. Lina had to do something quick.
Lina hesitated for a moment before reaching down slowly, her hand trembling as she wrapped her fingers around his length. It was warm and firm in her grasp, the veins throbbing with each beat of his heart. She gave him a tentative tug, her eyes darting to his face to make sure he was still asleep.
Jamal’s breath hitched, a soft moan escaping his lips as she began to stroke him. Lina’s own arousal grew with each movement, her pussy aching for release. She quickened her pace, her hand moving with more confidence as she felt him swell in her grasp.
“Owhh....suck it…” Jamal mumbled in his sleep, his voice thick with desire. "I want to feel your warm mouth...."
Lina froze, her heart racing as she processed his words. No, she thought, panic setting in. I can’t… But the idea sent a jolt of heat through her, and she found herself considering it to help Jamal.
With a trembling breath, Lina sat up and positioned herself between his legs under the covers. She hesitated for a moment before leaning down and pressing a tentative kiss to the tip of his cock. The taste of him was unexpected but not unpleasant.
Slowly, she took him into her mouth, the warmth and weight of him sending a rush of excitement through her. Her tongue swirled around his shaft as she began to bob her head up and down, her hand moving in sync with her mouth. Jamal’s breathing grew erratic, his hands gripping the sheets tightly as she worked him over. Lina could feel his cock throbbing in her mouth, and she knew he was close. She quickened her pace, her own arousal building as she felt him swell in readiness for his release.
With a loud groan, Jamal came undone, his hot seed spilling into her mouth in thick spurts. Lina swallowed quickly, a mixture of guilt and satisfaction flooding her as she pulled away.
Jamal’s breathing slowly evened out, a satisfied smile playing on his lips as he drifted back into a deeper sleep. Lina wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her heart still racing as she fastened her robe and lay back down beside him.
The storm outside had calmed slightly, the rain now falling in a gentle patter against the window. Lina closed her eyes, trying to calm the storm of emotions raging within her. What have I done? she thought, as she then drifted off to sleep.
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