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Chapter 23: Wasim & Jamal (Act 17)
Lina jolted awake at the sound of her phone ringing on the nightstand. She fumbled for it, her heart leaping into her throat as she saw Rahim’s name on the screen. 8 a.m. Her mind instantly flooded with guilt and panic. The events of the night withJamal’s hands, his mouth, his cock felt like a fever dream she couldn’t shake.
She answered, her voice trembling. “Rahim?”
“Lina! Where are you? I’ve been looking for you everywhere!” His voice was frantic, almost desperate. “I went to the bus stop, but you weren’t there. I came home, and you’re gone. What’s going on?”
Her stomach churned as she sat up, clutching the sheet to her chest. Jamal stirred beside her but didn’t wake. She bit her lip, forcing herself to focus. Don’t tell him about Jamal. Don’t. You’ll ruin everything.
“Rahim, I’m safe. Something… something happened.” She took a deep breath, her words tumbling out in a rush. “Wasim and Kartini...they tried to set me up. They wanted to humiliate me. I got away, but I’m staying at a hotel until things calm down. I’m fine, I promise.”
Silence stretched on the other end before Rahim finally spoke, his voice shaky with relief. “Thank God you’re okay. I’ll meet you at the security officer station near the flats in an hour. We’ll figure this out together, okay?”
“Okay,” she whispered. She hesitated, then added softly, “I love you.”
“I love you too, Lina.”
The call ended, and she sat frozen, tears slipping down her cheeks. What have I done? Her fingers brushed over her skin, still tingling with the memory of Jamal’s touch. She glanced at him, his chest rising and falling in peaceful sleep. She couldn’t believe she’d let him take her ass last night that she’d begged him not to stop. The guilt was suffocating.
She slid out of bed quietly, grabbing a towel from the rack. A hot shower would help her scrub away the traces of last night both physically and mentally.
The water was scalding as it cascaded over her body, steam filling the small bathroom. She closed her eyes, letting the heat soothe her aching muscles. But no matter how hard she scrubbed, she couldn’t erase the sensation of Jamal’s hands on her, his cock deep inside her ass. Her breath hitched as her body betrayed her, warmth pooling between her thighs.
The shower door clicked open, and she froze. Before she could react, Jamal’s hands were on her, cupping her breasts from behind. She gasped, her body arching instinctively into his touch even as her mind screamed in protest.
“Stop, Jamal,” she said firmly, her voice sharp over the sound of the water. “You need to step out.”
But he didn’t listen. His hands moved insistently, fingers grazing her nipples. “I can’t forget last night, Lina,” he murmured, his voice rough with desire. “Let me have you one last time. Please.”
Her arms crossed over her chest as she kept her back to him, refusing to turn around. His cock pressed against her lower back, fully erect and throbbing. She shook her head, her resolve wavering. “Jamal, no. This is wrong. I can’t do this to Rahim again.”
He didn’t retreat. Instead, he gently embraced her from behind, his lips brushing her shoulder. “Just one more time,” he whispered, his voice pleading. “Let me show you how much I want you.”
Her breath faltered as his hands moved down to uncross her arms. She turned to face him reluctantly, her eyes meeting his intense gaze. He kissed her deeply before she could protest, his hands roaming over her wet skin. She fought it at first, her body stiff, but slowly, she surrendered, her lips parting as a soft moan escaped her.
Jamal pinned her against the tiled wall under the spray of the shower, his mouth trailing down her neck to her breasts. He sucked and teased her nipples, his tongue flicking over them until they hardened under his touch. “So beautiful,” he murmured between kisses. “Even more than last night.”
His hand slid lower, between her legs, and she gasped as his fingers found her clit. He circled it slowly, steadily driving her toward the edge until she came with a shuddering cry, her legs trembling beneath her. But he didn’t stop. He dropped to his knees in front of her, spreading her thighs as he buried his face between them. His tongue probed deeper, lapping at her folds until she was writhing against him, her hands gripping his shoulders for support.
When she thought she couldn’t take anymore, he pulled away, standing and pulling her to her knees in front of him. His cock stood rigid and dripping just inches from her face. She hesitated, but at his soft plea, she leaned forward, taking him into her mouth with slow, deliberate strokes. Her tongue swirled around the tip before she bobbed deeper, savoring the way his hips bucked against her lips.
Jamal stopped her abruptly, his breathing ragged. “Titfuck me,” he demanded, his voice strained with need. She complied without a word, sliding her wet breasts together around his shaft and moving them up and down in rhythm with his thrusts. His groans filled the small space, mingling with the sound of the water crashing down around them.
Finally, he pulled away again, lifting her to her feet and turning her to face the glass wall of the shower. His hands gripped her hips as he pressed himself against her from behind. “Let me fill you again,” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.
“Jamal, no,” she protested weakly, even as she felt his cock slide between her thighs, teasing the entrance to her pussy. “This is wrong.”, "My pussy belongs to Rahim..."
He ignored her words, one hand sliding around to cup her breast while the other guided himself toward her ass. "Lina...please...” he murmured. “Let me have your ass instead.”
Before she could respond, he pushed inside her slowly, inch by agonizing inch, until he was fully seated within her tight heat. Lina cried out, both from the pleasure and the overwhelming guilt that threatened to consume her. Her hands flattened against the glass as Jamal began to move inside her, each thrust sending waves of ecstasy through her body.
His grip on her tightened as his pace quickened, their bodies slamming together with a force that echoed off the shower walls. Her breasts pressed against the glass, their shape visible from outside the bathroom as Jamal’s hands roamed over them greedily. She could see their reflection in the steam-coated mirror...the way he owned her body completely and it only fueled her arousal further.
Lina’s body quivered as Jamal’s cock pistoned deeper into her ass, each thrust igniting a firestorm of sensations she had never experienced before. Unlike the night before, her anal walls had loosened just enough to accommodate his thick length, the tightness now a pleasurable grip rather than a painful stretch. From the glass reflection, she could see the transformation in Jamal. His timid, virgin demeanor from last night was gone, replaced by a raw, animalistic hunger that made her pulse quicken.
His movements grew rougher, his hands gripping her breasts and squeezing her nipples hard enough to draw a gasp from her lips. ”Ah! Jamal, slow down,” she pleaded, but he only responded with a sharp spank to her ass, the sound echoing off the tiled walls. His mouth found her neck, teeth sinking into her skin as if marking her as his own. Lina winced at the sharp bite but couldn’t deny how it sent a jolt of desire straight to her core.
Her previous experiences with anal sex had been either too gentle or too brief, leaving her unsatisfied. But this...this was something entirely different. Jamal’s roughness was electric, and she lost count of how many times she had climaxed already. Each time he squeezed her breasts, bit her skin, or slapped her ass, it only fueled her arousal further. She was on fire, caught in a whirlwind of pleasure and guilt that she couldn’t escape.
“Where... where did you learn to do all this?” Lina managed to ask between gasps, her voice trembling.
Jamal’s breath was ragged, his words spilling out in a rush. “Porn... I watched porn. Lina, I can’t stop thinking about you. I want to fuck you forever.”
His words was met with a moan as his thrusts grew more erratic, his stamina waning but his determination unwavering. To rekindle his energy, he slid two fingers into her mouth, her tongue instinctively wrapping around them as he whispered, “Suck it” His other hand groped her breast roughly, kneading the soft flesh in time with his thrusts.
Jamal’s thrusts slowed slightly, his voice breaking through the haze of pleasure.
“Lina… we need to meet again,” he panted, his hands gripping her hips possessively. “I don’t want this to end. I’ve never felt anything like this. Please, let me have you one more time. I’ll keep it a secret and no one has to know.”
Lina, overwhelmed by the intensity of their coupling, could only moan in response, her body trembling with each thrust. But Jamal wasn’t satisfied. He pinched her nipples sharply, drawing a gasp from her lips, and smacked her ass harder, the sound echoing in the steamy bathroom. “Answer me, Lina,” he demanded, his voice desperate.
“Jamal…” she managed to say between gasps, “why are you asking this now?”
But Jamal didn’t relent. His cock pistoned deeper into her ass as he pleaded again, his voice cracking with raw emotion. “I don’t want to live anymore if I can’t have you again. Promise me, Lina. Promise we’ll meet one more time.”
Lina’s mind was a whirlwind of pleasure and guilt, her thoughts fragmented as Jamal’s words and actions overwhelmed her. She jolted awake in the midst of her ecstasy, the weight of his suicidal threat sinking in. “Jamal, stop!” she cried, but his thrusts only grew harder, more insistent.
“Promise me,” he repeated, his voice trembling. “Say it, Lina.”
Finally, unable to resist the intensity any longer, Lina relented, her words barely audible over the sound of the shower and their ragged breathing. “Fine… fine, we’ll meet again.”
Jamal’s grip on her tightened, and he kissed the back of her neck passionately. “Thank you, Lina” he whispered, his voice filled with relief.
Those words ignited something primal in Jamal. He gripped her hips tighter, his thrusts growing harder and faster, slamming into her with a force that made her legs tremble. Lina clung to the glass wall for support, her vision blurred by the steam and pleasure. Time seemed to stretch as Jamal pounded into her relentlessly, their bodies slick with water and sweat.
“Jamal... please hurry,” Lina commanded, her voice breaking as she felt another climax building.
He responded with a soft bite to her neck, signaling he was close. She whispered urgently, “Don’t bite... Rahim can’t see any marks.”
But Jamal ignored her plea. With a possessive growl, he sank his teeth into the back of her shoulder, mimicking a wild animal claiming its mate. Lina screamed in pain and ecstasy as her body convulsed in a powerful orgasm. Moments later, Jamal roared, his release flooding her ass with hot spurts of cum.
As he pulled out, Lina collapsed onto the bathroom floor, utterly spent. Jamal gently lifted her limp body and carried her to the bed, laying her down with care. She lay there, trembling and exhausted, as the weight of what had just happened settled over her like a heavy blanket.
Lina jolted awake at the sound of her phone ringing on the nightstand. She fumbled for it, her heart leaping into her throat as she saw Rahim’s name on the screen. 8 a.m. Her mind instantly flooded with guilt and panic. The events of the night withJamal’s hands, his mouth, his cock felt like a fever dream she couldn’t shake.
She answered, her voice trembling. “Rahim?”
“Lina! Where are you? I’ve been looking for you everywhere!” His voice was frantic, almost desperate. “I went to the bus stop, but you weren’t there. I came home, and you’re gone. What’s going on?”
Her stomach churned as she sat up, clutching the sheet to her chest. Jamal stirred beside her but didn’t wake. She bit her lip, forcing herself to focus. Don’t tell him about Jamal. Don’t. You’ll ruin everything.
“Rahim, I’m safe. Something… something happened.” She took a deep breath, her words tumbling out in a rush. “Wasim and Kartini...they tried to set me up. They wanted to humiliate me. I got away, but I’m staying at a hotel until things calm down. I’m fine, I promise.”
Silence stretched on the other end before Rahim finally spoke, his voice shaky with relief. “Thank God you’re okay. I’ll meet you at the security officer station near the flats in an hour. We’ll figure this out together, okay?”
“Okay,” she whispered. She hesitated, then added softly, “I love you.”
“I love you too, Lina.”
The call ended, and she sat frozen, tears slipping down her cheeks. What have I done? Her fingers brushed over her skin, still tingling with the memory of Jamal’s touch. She glanced at him, his chest rising and falling in peaceful sleep. She couldn’t believe she’d let him take her ass last night that she’d begged him not to stop. The guilt was suffocating.
She slid out of bed quietly, grabbing a towel from the rack. A hot shower would help her scrub away the traces of last night both physically and mentally.
The water was scalding as it cascaded over her body, steam filling the small bathroom. She closed her eyes, letting the heat soothe her aching muscles. But no matter how hard she scrubbed, she couldn’t erase the sensation of Jamal’s hands on her, his cock deep inside her ass. Her breath hitched as her body betrayed her, warmth pooling between her thighs.
The shower door clicked open, and she froze. Before she could react, Jamal’s hands were on her, cupping her breasts from behind. She gasped, her body arching instinctively into his touch even as her mind screamed in protest.
“Stop, Jamal,” she said firmly, her voice sharp over the sound of the water. “You need to step out.”
But he didn’t listen. His hands moved insistently, fingers grazing her nipples. “I can’t forget last night, Lina,” he murmured, his voice rough with desire. “Let me have you one last time. Please.”
Her arms crossed over her chest as she kept her back to him, refusing to turn around. His cock pressed against her lower back, fully erect and throbbing. She shook her head, her resolve wavering. “Jamal, no. This is wrong. I can’t do this to Rahim again.”
He didn’t retreat. Instead, he gently embraced her from behind, his lips brushing her shoulder. “Just one more time,” he whispered, his voice pleading. “Let me show you how much I want you.”
Her breath faltered as his hands moved down to uncross her arms. She turned to face him reluctantly, her eyes meeting his intense gaze. He kissed her deeply before she could protest, his hands roaming over her wet skin. She fought it at first, her body stiff, but slowly, she surrendered, her lips parting as a soft moan escaped her.
Jamal pinned her against the tiled wall under the spray of the shower, his mouth trailing down her neck to her breasts. He sucked and teased her nipples, his tongue flicking over them until they hardened under his touch. “So beautiful,” he murmured between kisses. “Even more than last night.”
His hand slid lower, between her legs, and she gasped as his fingers found her clit. He circled it slowly, steadily driving her toward the edge until she came with a shuddering cry, her legs trembling beneath her. But he didn’t stop. He dropped to his knees in front of her, spreading her thighs as he buried his face between them. His tongue probed deeper, lapping at her folds until she was writhing against him, her hands gripping his shoulders for support.
When she thought she couldn’t take anymore, he pulled away, standing and pulling her to her knees in front of him. His cock stood rigid and dripping just inches from her face. She hesitated, but at his soft plea, she leaned forward, taking him into her mouth with slow, deliberate strokes. Her tongue swirled around the tip before she bobbed deeper, savoring the way his hips bucked against her lips.
Jamal stopped her abruptly, his breathing ragged. “Titfuck me,” he demanded, his voice strained with need. She complied without a word, sliding her wet breasts together around his shaft and moving them up and down in rhythm with his thrusts. His groans filled the small space, mingling with the sound of the water crashing down around them.
Finally, he pulled away again, lifting her to her feet and turning her to face the glass wall of the shower. His hands gripped her hips as he pressed himself against her from behind. “Let me fill you again,” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.
“Jamal, no,” she protested weakly, even as she felt his cock slide between her thighs, teasing the entrance to her pussy. “This is wrong.”, "My pussy belongs to Rahim..."
He ignored her words, one hand sliding around to cup her breast while the other guided himself toward her ass. "Lina...please...” he murmured. “Let me have your ass instead.”
Before she could respond, he pushed inside her slowly, inch by agonizing inch, until he was fully seated within her tight heat. Lina cried out, both from the pleasure and the overwhelming guilt that threatened to consume her. Her hands flattened against the glass as Jamal began to move inside her, each thrust sending waves of ecstasy through her body.
His grip on her tightened as his pace quickened, their bodies slamming together with a force that echoed off the shower walls. Her breasts pressed against the glass, their shape visible from outside the bathroom as Jamal’s hands roamed over them greedily. She could see their reflection in the steam-coated mirror...the way he owned her body completely and it only fueled her arousal further.
Lina’s body quivered as Jamal’s cock pistoned deeper into her ass, each thrust igniting a firestorm of sensations she had never experienced before. Unlike the night before, her anal walls had loosened just enough to accommodate his thick length, the tightness now a pleasurable grip rather than a painful stretch. From the glass reflection, she could see the transformation in Jamal. His timid, virgin demeanor from last night was gone, replaced by a raw, animalistic hunger that made her pulse quicken.
His movements grew rougher, his hands gripping her breasts and squeezing her nipples hard enough to draw a gasp from her lips. ”Ah! Jamal, slow down,” she pleaded, but he only responded with a sharp spank to her ass, the sound echoing off the tiled walls. His mouth found her neck, teeth sinking into her skin as if marking her as his own. Lina winced at the sharp bite but couldn’t deny how it sent a jolt of desire straight to her core.
Her previous experiences with anal sex had been either too gentle or too brief, leaving her unsatisfied. But this...this was something entirely different. Jamal’s roughness was electric, and she lost count of how many times she had climaxed already. Each time he squeezed her breasts, bit her skin, or slapped her ass, it only fueled her arousal further. She was on fire, caught in a whirlwind of pleasure and guilt that she couldn’t escape.
“Where... where did you learn to do all this?” Lina managed to ask between gasps, her voice trembling.
Jamal’s breath was ragged, his words spilling out in a rush. “Porn... I watched porn. Lina, I can’t stop thinking about you. I want to fuck you forever.”
His words was met with a moan as his thrusts grew more erratic, his stamina waning but his determination unwavering. To rekindle his energy, he slid two fingers into her mouth, her tongue instinctively wrapping around them as he whispered, “Suck it” His other hand groped her breast roughly, kneading the soft flesh in time with his thrusts.
Jamal’s thrusts slowed slightly, his voice breaking through the haze of pleasure.
“Lina… we need to meet again,” he panted, his hands gripping her hips possessively. “I don’t want this to end. I’ve never felt anything like this. Please, let me have you one more time. I’ll keep it a secret and no one has to know.”
Lina, overwhelmed by the intensity of their coupling, could only moan in response, her body trembling with each thrust. But Jamal wasn’t satisfied. He pinched her nipples sharply, drawing a gasp from her lips, and smacked her ass harder, the sound echoing in the steamy bathroom. “Answer me, Lina,” he demanded, his voice desperate.
“Jamal…” she managed to say between gasps, “why are you asking this now?”
But Jamal didn’t relent. His cock pistoned deeper into her ass as he pleaded again, his voice cracking with raw emotion. “I don’t want to live anymore if I can’t have you again. Promise me, Lina. Promise we’ll meet one more time.”
Lina’s mind was a whirlwind of pleasure and guilt, her thoughts fragmented as Jamal’s words and actions overwhelmed her. She jolted awake in the midst of her ecstasy, the weight of his suicidal threat sinking in. “Jamal, stop!” she cried, but his thrusts only grew harder, more insistent.
“Promise me,” he repeated, his voice trembling. “Say it, Lina.”
Finally, unable to resist the intensity any longer, Lina relented, her words barely audible over the sound of the shower and their ragged breathing. “Fine… fine, we’ll meet again.”
Jamal’s grip on her tightened, and he kissed the back of her neck passionately. “Thank you, Lina” he whispered, his voice filled with relief.
Those words ignited something primal in Jamal. He gripped her hips tighter, his thrusts growing harder and faster, slamming into her with a force that made her legs tremble. Lina clung to the glass wall for support, her vision blurred by the steam and pleasure. Time seemed to stretch as Jamal pounded into her relentlessly, their bodies slick with water and sweat.
“Jamal... please hurry,” Lina commanded, her voice breaking as she felt another climax building.
He responded with a soft bite to her neck, signaling he was close. She whispered urgently, “Don’t bite... Rahim can’t see any marks.”
But Jamal ignored her plea. With a possessive growl, he sank his teeth into the back of her shoulder, mimicking a wild animal claiming its mate. Lina screamed in pain and ecstasy as her body convulsed in a powerful orgasm. Moments later, Jamal roared, his release flooding her ass with hot spurts of cum.
As he pulled out, Lina collapsed onto the bathroom floor, utterly spent. Jamal gently lifted her limp body and carried her to the bed, laying her down with care. She lay there, trembling and exhausted, as the weight of what had just happened settled over her like a heavy blanket.
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