[reema4uhoney]

Indian Wife & Construction Guys Chapter-01
by: reema4uhoney

 
“Yash…how serious are you about the whole open marriage thing?” I said one night after dinner after putting our 6 year old daughter Ritika to bed.

I and Yash had been married for 7 years, and from last few months he started flirting with the idea of experimentation threesomes, foursomes, wife swapping. We were having sex about once a fortnight and not memorable sex at that. Childbirth had been good on me and I’d gone from being a slim svelte pretty young lady with medium sized boobs to a curvy attractive woman with big boobs. After Ritika was born I quit my job and became a full time stay at home mom but it didn’t make me swell up like some other housewives. I still had a flat stomach but everything else was curved in the most delectable way. When Yash first brought up the idea, I really got upset but Yash assure me that he was interested in both of us exploring our horizons. Since then he would forward me erotic stories where housewives would do all the naughty things while their husband were working hard.

“I’m dam serious, Reema.” Yash said with a smile.

“You’re alright with the ides of me fooling around with other men?” I asked.

“Yes…I’m alright with the idea of you with other men…all the matters to me is honesty…I’d fantasized about it for almost a year…the idea of you with someone else with or without me around turned me on…” Yash replied.

“Well….” I said and paused “One of the construction guys….when he thought I wasn't looking, he’d check me out….”

“Construction guys? You mean the ones working on the house next door? Checking you out…” Yash said. At the time we’d moved onto a house on an estate that was having an extensive renovation. The house each side of ours were empty having work done on them.

“Yes…I was in the garden…hanging out the washing…bent over to the wash bucket…I could see from the corner of my eyes….that he was staring at my ass…from the next door bedroom window…” I replied.

“Wait…what were you wearing when you bent over?” Yash asked.

“Well…I was wearing a track pant and T-shirt…” I replied.

“Okay…and you liked that?” I asked.

“Yeah…it felt nice being admired by an older man…made me feel special…and what intrigued me was the proximity to him… his dirty sweaty body….his swarthy looks….aggression in his body language…it all...well…sort of excited me.” I replied.

“Okay…so what next?” Yash asked.

“Well…to be honest...I’m planning to tease him a little tomorrow…” I replied. 

“Teasing him….you want to say you want to tease that old construction guy…How?” Yash asked.

“Well…I’m not sure…I’m not experienced in these matters…I haven’t planned anything yet…am not sure if I would tease him or not…only time will tell…” I was saying when both of us heard Ritika call out for me. We both rushed to her room, she had a bad dream and was shivering and crying. We consoled her, and eventually had to let her sleep in our bed that night, which meant no further discussion, was possible.
 
The next morning as usual I dropped Ritika at college and by the time I returned home Yash had already left for work. When Yash returned home back in the evening, I was helping Ritika with her homework. Then we’d dinner, watched TV, finally at 10 pm, Ritika went to bed and we got some time alone. Yash was in bed already; I brushed my teeth and joined him in bed. I snuggled up next to him and put my head on his chest. 

“So what happened today?” Yash asked.

“Well…when I was in the garden…hanging out the washing…he wolf whistled at me from the next door bedroom window…” I replied.

“Wolf whistled at you…what were you wearing?” Yash asked.

“I wore a short skirt with halter top today…” I replied.

“So how did he react to your change in clothing?’ Yash asked.

“He seemed to like it…he stared longer…would often fidget and seem uncomfortable….” I replied.

“Did you flash your panties?” Yash asked. 

I remained silent.

“It’s Ok…I’m not going to get angry…the thought of you flirting when I’m at work is quite a turn on….after all you must get bored now Ritika at college…” Yash said.

“Just like yesterday…when I went into the garden…wearing my short skirt and halter top…he was there with a younger guy who must be 19 years old…I knew they were looking at me… I could see from the corner of my eyes….that he was staring at my ass…checking out my boobs…I bent over the wash bucket more than I needed to… my skirt rode up…giving them a good view of my panties….he wolf whistled at me…I bent three four times more…remained bend over more than the required time…flashing them my panties…when I was done…I could hear them whisper to each other in hushed tone…” I replied and looked at Yash, he jumped on top of me and started stripping me naked, I reached for his pants and we’d the best passionate sex in ages. Thirty minutes later, we were both naked in each other’s arms.

“I’m so relieved…I wasn’t sure how you would react…I thought you might get angry…but your reaction shows me that you were at least part right about your own attitude towards this…” I said and we kissed again and went to sleep.

Chapter -02 Coming Soon

[reema4uhoney]

Chapter -02

 
“Any progress today…” Yash asked me the next day as soon as I entered our bedroom after cleaning the dishes.

“Yes….they came into the next garden…talking to each other…” I replied.

 “So they were looking over the fence chatting…while you worked…treated them by bending over to show your panties? Anyway what were you wearing today?” Yash said.

“I was wearing a thong…with those tiny skirts you like…” I looked down towards my knees and said in a low voice.

“Let me picture this…you wore thong…with those tiny skirts…the pleated one…that came about four inches above your knee…I always loved how one got a glimpse of your panties…when you bent…but you never wore them with thongs before…” Yash paused and said “Please continue…” 

“I could feel them eyeing me up…I suppose they wanted a closer look….” I said.

“Did they get one?” Yash asked.

“Yes….I made it look accidently…didn’t do it blatantly…four or five times…I bent over to pick up washing from the wash bucket…teasing them…showing my thong to them…” I replied.

“They must have liked it?” Yash asked.

“Yes…in fact…he liked it little too much…” I replied.

“What does that mean?” Yash asked.

“While returning back to my room….I looked at him…I could see his satisfied face…” I replied back.

“So what you have thought for tomorrow?” Yash asked.

“I was reading one of the erotic stories you sent me earlier to get some idea…but till now nothing excited had came up…” I replied. We chatted for few more minutes and then went to sleep.

“I’m guessing you have a report to make…” Yash said when I walked into the bedroom next night and bolted the door shut.

“Yes…” I said, jumping on the bed and hugging him.

“Start your report then…” Yash said.

“Well…after you left…I was growing impatient for some idea…to tease them…just like yesterday…I was wearing thong with short skirt and a tank top….I made coffee….with the cup…I went into the garden….sat on a chair…started drinking…while reading one of the erotic stories you sent me…I could see other workers stealing glances at me…but they were not there…after half hour I could see both of them coming into the next garden….” I paused.

“Don’t stop…you’ve made my cock very hard…tell me more…what did you do?” Yash said, trying to stop shaking, not with anger but with incredible sexual excitement. 

“I took the wash bucket…started the same routine…you knew bending over the wash bucket…flashing my thongs to them…” I said and paused.

“That’s it…nothing more…” Yash asked.

“Well…after five minutes…I heard the door bell…I opened the door to find both of them standing there with a smile on their faces…he told me that water had been turned off…and they couldn’t have a drink…” I said.

“What did you do then…did you invite them for a drink?” Yash asked.

“Yes…I invited them in for a round of coffee…” I replied.

“Let me picture this…two guys who you’d been flashing your thongs…were alone with you in the house…did that make you excited? Did you bend over for them in the house?” Yash asked.

“Don’t interrupt…let me tell you in sequence……” I said gently slapping on Yash’s cheeks. “I invited them inside…and went to the kitchen…started making tea…a few second later…the old guy walked into the kitchen…my back was towards him…he was the one who always checked me out blatantly…as I made coffee…he just stared at me…so I asked him what his name was.”

“Sajid…and that’s my nephew Rasul…” he answered.  

“What’s your name?” Sajid asked me.

“Reema…” I replied.

“How old are you…Reema?” Sajid asked, referring to me just by my name. No madam or anything like someone like him would usually say.

“30…” I answered.

“30? Hmmm….that old and only one child? Surprising….” Sajid asked.

“Why surprising?” I asked.

“My first wife…by the time…she was 30…already had three kids…and she in not even half as pretty as you…” Sajid said.

“What does prettiness have to do with it?” I asked, confused blushing a little at his compliment.

“I couldn’t control myself….looks like your husband has a lot of self control….if I was married to you…you would have a dozen kids by now…” Sajid said, winked and started laughing.

I didn’t say anything; I was a bit shocked at how quickly he was making sexual innuendos. Soon I came to my sense and asked him how old he is.

“50….does that turn you on?” he asked and winked.

I stayed silent; the coffee was almost ready, I bent over to pick up the coffee mug from the lower shelf. I noticed a bulge forming in his pants; he saw me notice and tried to hide it with his hands.

“He got an erection?” Yash asked.

“Yes…and that made me feel even more….bold…” I said.

“What did you do? Did you take it out of his pants?” Yash asked breathing heavily. 

“No!! Come on Yash!! I just…I drop the coffee mug which were in my hand…in front of him on purpose…and I bent over to pick them up…my skirt rode up….and my thong- covered ass was right in front of him…and then….he touched it…” I paused.

“He…what?” Yash asked almost shouting.

“While I was bent over…he reached out with his hand…and touched it…I was surprised that he took the liberty…I just froze like that…bent in shock…I saw him leaving the kitchen….” I said.

“Really…In shock or to tease him further?” Yash asked, I ignored his question and continued “I was obviously shaken, a little bit intrigues at his aggression; but also a bit scared, I was almost shivering with excitement. A couple of minutes later, I composed myself, poured the coffee in mugs and walked out with the tray.  

Sajid was sitting on the floor few feet away from the tea table whispering something to his nephew Rasul, as soon as I walked in, Sajid stopped whispering. Rasul looked at me and suppressed a snicker. When I bent down with the tray in my hands, I noticed them checking my boobs out. They both took a mug each and started drinking, I sat on the couch.  We sat in silence as they drank the tea, both of them stealing glances at me and occasionally giggling. I reached for a magazine and started reading; finally they finished their coffee and started to leave.
“Thanks for the coffee…Reema….” Sajid said, walking out the door.




Chapter -03 Coming Soon

[reema4uhoney]

Chapter -03

 
Next day early morning, Yash left for Chennai for two weeks as his office had opened their new branch there. I took Ritika to college and was on my way home when I saw Sajid.

“If it Ok to come round later…for a cup of coffee…” Sajid asked me.

“It’s ok…you’re welcome…” I replied and then I went home and changed into my short skirt with a thong and white blouse. I checked in the mirror to see how much I was showing and after half hour they came. I went into the kitchen started preparing coffee for them, just like the last day Sajid followed me into the kitchen. I started teasing him by bending down and showing him my thong clad ass. He looked and commented he loved watching me and was about to touch me when I stopped him and said “No touching Sajid…” I could see the disappointment in his face but he controls himself and keep staring me while I teased him. I poured them coffee.

“Can I come in the evening…” Sajid asked.

“Yes you can…in fact you can come whenever you want…” I replied back.

In the evening, Sajid came alone. Just like in the morning I make coffee for him, bent down teasing him but didn’t let touching him.

“You look so pretty…I wonder how your husband controls himself…how he could resist such a beauty like you…” Sajid said while I was making coffee for him, teasing him. We chatted casual while drinking coffee and soon he left. As he was listening to me, I decided to get bold.

The next day I wore a short skirt without any panties or thong. Sajid came alone and followed me into the kitchen, I bend over to take out the coffee mug from the lower shelf Sajid said “You’re not wearing anything underneath today…You’re showing me everything…”

“Ohh…I just forgot to wear them…it’s not intentional…” I replied.

“Your kitchen is looking all messed up?” Sajid asked.

“Yes…today Savitri…my maid did show up…I’ll do the cleaning later tonight…” I said passing him his coffee mug, soon he finished his coffee and said he will return in the evening.

To tease him further I went to the market and purchased a halter top that just barely cover my boobs and purchased an even shorter skirt one that just barely stopped below my pussy. After purchasing I hurried back to home, wore them with a thong underneath. I wanted to tease and torment the old man and when I heard the door bell I rushed to open the door and was surprised to see Rasul with him.

I was standing there with my legs fully visible, my bare back on display and my boobs almost spilling out of the two straps of my halter. Rasul was staring at me; I went to the kitchen started preparing coffee for them, when I heard the doorbell again. I was about to answer the door when I saw Sajid stood up and opened the door. It was Savitri my maid. She is a petite young woman, not excessively beautiful but not ugly either. Savitri usually came in the morning but due to some problem she came in the afternoon. She looked at Sajid and said “Sajid Chaha…” blushed and smiled, that puzzled me.
Savitri then came in, she first stared at me wide-eyed maybe because she had never seen me in such revealing clothes, she then started sweeping the living room floor where Rasul and Sajid were sitting, I noticed that all the time Sajid kept checking her out almost shamelessly. Even more puzzling, Savitri noticed but kept sweeping the floor with a wry smile on her face. I poured the coffee, put the mug in tray and when I walked into the living room, I saw Sajid standing there wiping his mouth and Savitri hurriedly adjusting her Sari. I ignored them and Sajid sat in his place. We started drinking coffee; Savitri went inside the kitchen to clean the dishes.

“You’re looking really pretty today…very perfectly dressed…” Sajid said, the first proper compliment he had given me, I smiled almost basking in the glow of his rare compliment and went to the kitchen to put my empty coffee mug.

“Madam…” Savitri said as I started walking back to the living room.

“What? Savitri…” I said.

“Madam….be careful of Sajid…he is not completely what he seems…” Savitri said. I found that a little presumptuous and nosy.

“What do you mean?” I asked her.

“In just few days…he has take you from your T-shirt and trousers to this…think about how long it will take him to get these little piece of cloth off…” Savitri said and that pissed me off.

“Mind your own business…don’t forget your place…I’m a married woman…”  I shot her an angry look and said.

“Sorry of I’m said too much…but I’m a married woman too…which is why I’m telling you…to be careful…” Savitri said.

“Do your own work…don’t teach me what to do…and what not to do…” I said and went back to the living room fuming. I started chatting with Sajid again, Rasul was staring at me. Sajid had finished his coffee and had kept the empty mug in the table, I went near the table, bent a little in the waist as if I was about to pick the mug from the table, I waited few seconds displaying my boobs to him from the sides of my halter top. Just as I was doing that, Rasul said he wanted to use the bathroom. I was standing between Rasul and Sajid and on purpose I think Rasul squeezed behind me. In doing so he innocently bumped into me, it made me lose my footing and fall towards Sajid. The way I fell, my face went above Sajid’s left shoulder and my shoulder bumped into his chest; I was about to regain my footing and get up when Sajid put his arms behind my back, pulled me down into his lap and kissed me.
 
Sajid kissed me hard, very passionately, first I pretended to resist but soon I stopped struggling and started kissing him back. Without realizing I put my left hand on his almost bald head, we were like that lip locked for at least a minute. And finally he broke free for air and inhaled, I noticed Rasul was standing behind him with a shock in his face.
“Rasul…Go home…I’ll be little late today…” Sajid said to Rasul, Rasul immediately walked and before leaving Rasul closed the door. I was still in Sajid’s arms resting on his lap…well part lap and part paunch with my hands around his neck. As I lay there in his arms he lowered his head and kissed me again, but this time I felt his hand go lower and reach beneath my skirt. I was still lost in his kiss and I barely registered that he’d taken my thong off, then he broke his kiss and I felt his finger on my clit. I looked down and noticed with shock that he’d flipped my tiny skirt above my waist and my naked pussy was on full display. That’s when reality suddenly hit me, I realized what I was doing and I said “Stop…let me go…”
 
Sajid immediately got up and started laughing and I was about to say something when Savitri walked in, she looked at me standing there and Sajid sitting on the floor. I bent down to see and make sure my skirt was still bunched up or not and to my relief it was not. I walked up near the magazine stand thinking how I let Sajid kissed me. I was near the magazine stand thinking I bent down; I didn’t realize that I’d no panties on. So my butt was facing Sajid and Savitri and with my tiny skirt ridden up; my ass and my neatly shaved pussy was on full display to both of them. Within seconds I realized what I was showing and I immediately stood straight, looked behind cautiously I saw Sajid was grinning ear to ear, Savitri was shaking her head knowingly.  

I suddenly felt a sense of dread and panic over come me, immediately I said “Please leave…” and I ran up to my bedroom. I rushed to the closet and quickly put on panties, a bra, track-pant and a loose T-shirt. As I came out of the bedroom, I saw Sajid had left and Savitri dusting the couch. When she saw me, she stopped dusting and said “Madam…I told you…” but I interrupted her and said “Savitri…go now…complete the dusting tomorrow…” She again said “But…please listen…” and I interrupted her and yelled “Didn’t you hear me? Just go!”  At that point I’d decided I’d made a big mistake and would stop teasing Sajid.
 
 
Chapter -04 Coming Soon

[reema4uhoney]

Chapter -04

 
Next day as usual Sajid came and rang the doorbell. I answered the door and could see the disappointment look in his face when he saw me dressed in Salwar Kameez. He walked inside as I too didn’t want to create a scene in the doorstep.

“You’re dressed up in Salwar Kameez….I thought you love showing me your skin…” He said.

“Sajid…I want to make it clear…whatever happened last few days…was wrong…I don’t know what took over me…I didn’t I shouldn’t have…teasing you…was my biggest mistake…I’m married woman…I’ve a loving and caring husband …I don’t want him to be ashamed…cause of me…I just can’t do it anymore….so it will be better if you leave…” I said.  

“So…that means no more fun…you know what differ you and Savitri…Savitri knows what she wants…I never take advantage for her…nor did I force her…she discovered her true appeal…that’s why she enjoyed being with me…she enjoyed sleeping with me…on the other hand…you’re a frumpy woman…confused about what really you want…just like I didn’t force Savitri…I’ll not force you…I should leave now…” Sajid paused.

I was too scared to say anything, as I searched for the right words, Sajid stood close to me and whispered “I knew you like being around me…I can tell it turned you on…by the way your nipples hardened through you Kameez….and the look on your face…shows it clear….that you enjoy my presence…” There was a moment’s silence then he spoke again “Do you want me to leave now…so that you can think…to think what really you want…don’t you?” Sajid said.

I nodded my head slightly.

“Tell me…I can’t hear you…” instructed Sajid.

“Yes…I need time to think…you may leave now…” I found it very hard to utter the words, my voice was almost inaudible.
There was a moment of awkward silence as we looked into each other’s eyes, Sajid leaned forward and kissed me, I wasn’t overly attracted to him but just his interest in me turned me on. I closed my eyes and kissed him back, opening my mouth and allowing his tongue inside. Sajid’s hands cupped my ass pulling me close as I sent my tongue into his mouth. My vagina was tingling as I kissed him, feeling my ass cheeks being squeezed. I knew I was wet down there, I was conscious of a huge bulge in his pants pressing against me and this turned me even more. I kissed him harder as he brought a hand around to my front, he rubbed my crotch over my Salwar; sending waves of desire throughout my body.

Using all my strength, I broke the kiss and said “I’m married…we can’t do this…”

 “See you in the evening…take your time…decide wisely…what you really want…” Minutes later I was standing there thinking and Sajid was long gone.  

I went into the kitchen and made myself a coffee, I was unsettled. How had Sajid managed to get inside my head? How did he know about her secret longing to be with lower class men’s? I carried on with my work and tried to regain my composure, Sajid picture in my head wouldn’t let me. Throughout that afternoon I couldn’t help my thoughts drifting back to Sajid. Yes I must admit that being around with Sajid excited me, teasing the old man excited me. 

In the evening I changed into cutoff jean shorts and my tight T-shirt, I was leaning on the rail, alone on the patio when Sajid came. I went in the house to get us coffee, Sajid sat down in a lawn chair and waited, I came out, gave him his coffee. I realized my pussy was tingling violently, the thought of having a dick in it began to cross my mind and it didn’t help me calm down any. I squeezed my thighs together, trying to get the feeling in my crotch to leave; but only succeeded in turning myself on even more. I sat in the chair across from his.

“This chair is all wet…” I said.

“Well…come sit with me…” Sajid said hopefully. To his delight, I got up and walked over to him and sat on his legs, facing away from him. He put his left hand on my left thigh, lightly stroking my soft, smooth skin with his fingers. I could feel his gently caresses on my bare thigh and my vagina was tingling madly and I’d no doubt that it was very wet down there. I turned to look at him, Sajid leaned forward and his lips met mine, I closed my eyes and opened my mouth, letting his tongue slide inside. I sent my tongue into his mouth, kissing him eagerly; he placed his right hand on my right thigh now, his entire hand stroking my bare thigh as I breathed heavily into his mouth. I needed him to touch me desperately. His hand was getting closer and closer to my treasure and I kissed him harder, my pussy on fire with anticipation.
 
“Let’s go to your bedroom…” Sajid said.

“Ok….” I said, I figured that I would stop him after I’ve seen his cock, after he gets me off with his fingers, than I would quit. No dick in me, no harm done.

I led him across the hall to the bedroom and he shut the door behind us, Sajid took me in his arms and we kissed hard, passionately. His hands gripped my ass tightly as we pressed our bodies against one another tightly; our tongues explored each other’s mouths as he backed me up to the bed. I fell back on the bed, and he fell on top of me between my legs. He grinned his crotch against mine as his lips found mine, my tiny feet were flat on the bed on either side of him, toenails painted red; my left ankle had a silver anklet on it.

After a few minutes of dry fucking, Sajid rolled off of me, still kissing me so he was able to rub my crotch as we kissed. This drove me insane with desire; I slide my hand down his body until it felt the huge bulge in his shorts. Sajid slid his hand under my T-shirt and caressed up my smooth belly, he slid his hand under my bra and felt my naked breasts for the first time. We were breathing heavily into each other’s mouth as he felt my nipple go rock hard in his hand. He slid his hand back down my body and I felt him undo my button and zipper; he tugged at my shorts and still kissing him, I raised my ass off the bed allowing him to slide my shorts down my sexy legs. He broke the kiss and I pulled first one tiny foot out of my shorts, than the other.  I decided I would let him take my clothes off, except for my panties and I would be ok.
Sajid slid his hand up my soft thigh before cupping my crotch over my skimpy, wet black panties; he rubbed his fingers against my crotch, clearly feeling my swollen pussy lips through the thin material.

“MMMMMM……” I moaned into his mouth as uncontrollable tingles shot throughout my body. 

I undid the button of his shorts and pulled down his zipper with my tiny hands, as he stroked my aching cunt over my panties; I reached into his, small hand grabbing his thick member. My pussy flooded when I realized its size. Sajid had a cock that was nearly 9 inched long and was twice as thick as Yash’s. My heart was pounding madly and I felt my vagina tremble wanting that huge cock to satisfy its needs. He began to push my shirt up my belly, over my black bra; I released his cock and allowed him to pull my shirt over my head and off. He pulled off his shirt, looking into my eyes; he kissed me again; our tongues exploring each other’s mouths. The room echoed with the loud sounds of our kissing, my hand went back down his shorts immediately and pulled his cock out into the open. I broke the kiss, needing to see it; I looked down, his humongous cock was a sharp contrast to my tiny hand.

“Oh my God…it’s so big….” I said.

“Do you want it?” Sajid asked.

“Oh my God…”  I said again, breathing heavily, pussy tingling uncontrollably. I’d to say no, but I couldn’t stop thinking about how a big cock like that could satisfy me. Sajid lips found mine again before I found the strength to say no. My small hand stroked his massive cock as he rubbed me over my panties. My pussy lips were so swollen! I was so wet! He kissed down my neck, down my chest, down the slope of my soft breast. I was breathing heavily as his hand pushed the strap of my bra down my arm. Gradually, my pink areola came into view, my nipple rock hard.

I forgot to stroke him and merrily held his huge cock as Sajid looked at my beautiful, naked breast. He bent down and gently sucked my hard nipple between his lips, sending a tingle from my breast to my crotch. My small hand squeezed his fat cock as his tongue snaked out and licked all over my areola and nipple.

“Unh!” I gasped, crotch writhing into the air subtly as his tongue flecked over my exposed tit, I felt his hands slid under my back and I arched it. Sajid unsnapped my bra and I felt it slid down my arms and off, freeing both tits for him. He now had me down to my panties, his gaze ran up my body. My tiny feet, toenails painted red, my sexy legs, thighs, and my anklet. A skimpy pair of black panties hid my beautiful treasure, my smooth belly, my naked breasts, nipples hard exposed to the air. He kissed my beautiful lips; I kissed back passionately and began to stroke his manhood again expertly. I made a tight fist around his hard cock with my small hand and stroked its entire length as I sent my tongue eagerly into his mouth. He kissed down my soft neck, his hands squeezed my breasts softly as he kissed towards them, he licked first one nipple then the other while I gasped for breath above him. He squeezed one leg in between mine and I released his cock, opening my legs to allow him in between them.

I was at the point now where I knew that we had to stop and I would make him stop, once he touched my bare pussy. Sajid had yet to touch me where I needed to be touched; I couldn’t stop this until he touched me. He got his other leg between mine, still sucking my tits; he began to kiss down my belly. I was suddenly filled with dread. He was going to go down on me! His tongue was going to lick my vagina! Why was I filled with dread when my panties just got even wetter? Why was I filled with dread when my heart began pounding at a maddening rate? When my pussy tingled now more than ever? Because I knew if his tongue touched my naked pussy, I would be his; I wouldn’t be able to stop him from sliding his massive cock into my arching pussy. I needed to stop him now.

“Ohhhh…” I sighed, all the protest I could muster, my short legs opened wider as his tongue lightly licked the inside of my belly button. Sajid kissed down to the top of my tiny panties, my scent was so strong; he could clearly smell my desire between my legs. His cock twitched at the scent, his hands slid under my ass, into my panties; grabbing my bare ass cheeks as he kissed the top of my panties. He kissed over my thighs, towards the middle; I was gasping for breath, horny cunt on fire. He kissed the top of my inner thigh, where it met my panties; the scent of my pussy was stronger than ever now, he kissed my panties right over my swollen pussy lips.

“Oh God…” I whispered as pleasure surged through my body, Sajid sucked my panties into his mouth, taking my pussy lips with them, sucking them gently.

“Ooohhhhh….” I gasped, my tiny hand slid down over my stomach, Sajid stopped kissing my crotch watching my hand slid between my thighs to the side of my panties. Using two fingers, I slowly slid my thin black panties to one side, gradually exposing the most beautiful pussy that Sajid had ever seen, nearly causing him to cum on the spot. Sajid could see my swollen pink pussy lips, the smell of my pussy hit his nose harder and he brought his face closer to it; his tongue snaked out and slowly licked from the bottom of my puckered cunt lips all the way up to the top, lapping gently at my hard clit.

“Ooohhhhh….Oh my God…” I moaned, writhing my crotch in his face, Sajid squeezed my beautiful ass cheeks even harder and slid his tongue in between the lips of my vagina, tasting my delicious juices. He licked up to my clit, licking at it quickly, I was uncontrollable beneath him; writhing in ecstasy, and he grabbed the waistband of my panties and began to pull them down. I grabbed them, holding them.

“Do you have a condom?” I asked, giving in to the fact that I was going to get fucked.

“No…” he replied, my heart dropped.

“We can’t have sex….” I said.

“Are you sure?” Sajid asked.

“Yes…we shouldn’t anyway…I’m married…” I said.

“Well…we can still fool around…can’t we?” Sajid said. 

“Sure…just no sex…ok?” I said smiling.

“Ok…” Sajid agreed, I let go of my panties and raised my ass, he slid my panties down off my ass; exposing my gorgeous pussy. He slid the dainty thighs down my legs and pulled my tiny feet out of them, he dropped them on the floor with the rest of my clothes; he knelt between my legs and I opened them wider for him, giving him my pussy. My tiny feet were flat on the bed; he slid his hands back under my ass and kissed my naked cunt lips. I closed my eyes, loving every second of it. He licked far inside my needy pussy, licking up to my clitoris again. He sucked my clit into his mouth and lapped at it mercilessly.

“Ooohhhhh…” I moaned loudly, writhing my crotch in his face, Sajid pushed down his shorts and underwear; kicking them off, freeing his humongous, fat, 9 inch cock as he licked my horny clit. I felt my orgasm approaching and it would be a big one. Sajid didn’t want me to cum; he wanted to fuck me and didn’t know if I would let him fuck if I’d an orgasm. So he stopped, to my disappointment, I was breathing laboriously as he kissed back up my belly. He stopped briefly to suck my tits, before continuing to kiss up my naked body, my legs opened even wider, subconsciously as I watched his huge cock wag back and forth as he crawled up the bed. Sajid pressed the fat cock head of his cock against my swollen, moist, pink pussy lips and began to run it up and down my entire slit. He could feel my heat on the tip of his cock.

“We can’t…not without a condom…” I begged as if I’d no say in the matter if Sajid wanted to put it in me. He lay on top of me, his lips finding mine and we kissed passionately, loudly. The sounds of our kissing echoed throughout the room as we grinded against each other. We were gasping into each other’s mouths, breathing very heavily as our naked genitals rubbed against one another. His tongue was far inside my mouth and my tongue was far inside his as his shaft pressed hard against my wet entrance. I found myself secretly hoping he would just shove himself into me, filling my needs. My heart was beating madly, I was writhing my crotch up against him; daring his cock to pierce me, he broke the kiss and again grabbed his cock. He ran the mushroom head up and down my wet slit.

“Are you sure, Reema? Do you want this?” Sajid asked, I was gasping for breath.

“God…I want to…but we can’t…” I managed; Sajid looked at the desire in my eyes and kissed me again. It was a deep kiss and I eagerly sent my tongue into his mouth, my arms went around his neck and pulled him down on top of me. I breathed heavily into his mouth as we again grinded against each other, our lips were smacking loudly as our passion rose to a crescendo. My pussy was tingling more than ever, pulsating with desire, needing something, anything inside it. I wondered if he at least stick his finger in there, or go down on me again. Then I thought of the massive size of his cock and the wave of pleasure and desire that shot through me at that thought nearly made me pass out. It seemed like only a cock that big could possibly put out the fire in my twat. 

“Put it in me…Sajid…” I breathed, unable to stop the words; Sajid nearly came when he heard me.
 
“Really?” Sajid asked.
 
“Yes…put it in me…” I repeated, Sajid lifted up and grabbed his huge cock and for the third time ran it down my needy cunt lips to my entrance, he pushed forward and the pink petals of my vagina parted for the head of his cock.
 
“Ooohhhh….God…” I moaned eyes closed as my pussy lips engulfed the mushroom head of his cock; wrapped tightly around the top of his member. Sajid pushed further and half of his cock slid easily into my tight wet warmth.
 
“Ooohhhhh….” I moaned again, I looked down and saw half of his cock had disappeared inside me. Sajid pulled out a bit, causing me to gasp, then pushed forward and his entire cock slid inside my hungry vagina.
 
“Ooohhhhh….fuck…you’re so fucking big…” I moaned Sajid cock was sheathed inside my warm, accommodating cunt; he was pressed tightly against me, relishing the warmth, the wetness around his organ. He kissed me and I wrapped my arms around his neck, thrusting my tongue far inside his mouth, kissing him eagerly, gasping for breath as the biggest cock I’d ever seen was far inside me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and squeezed him tightly, holding him deep within me. He began to slid in and out of my tunnel, to my delight; his cock sliding in and out of my tightness with long strokes. My tiny feet flailed helplessly in the air above his thrusting ass as he filled me with his cock repeatedly.
 
“Oh…Unh…Ohh…Ooohhhhh…Unh…Unh…mmmmm…”  My moans were loud, I was almost at orgasm, and Sajid fucked me mercilessly, jamming my body full of his big cock. I came, I came hard, moaning; pussy pulsating, clutching at him. I couldn’t breathe, my heart was pounding as my intense orgasm overcame me; my moans stopped, I was shaking beneath him. I gasped for breath as I continued to get fucked, my orgasm subsided enough to allow me to breathe again, and I moaned loudly. My legs were in the air, my tiny feet flailing, my anklet glinted in the bedroom lighting. Sajid ass was clenching and unclenching between my open legs as he thrust hard into me.

“Oh…Unh…Ohhh….God…..I’m having another one…ggggooooddddd…..” I moaned excitedly, and came again, just as hard. My cunt was convulsing uncontrollably. Sajid smiled and fucked me for a few more minutes as hard as he could, before he could control himself no longer. He jack hammered in and out of my wet pussy for another minute before sliding his long cock deep inside me, holding it there. His lips found mine and we kissed as his cock began to pulsate, long streams of cum fired deep into my pussy; load after load shot into my womb as we kissed- the first new load of cum other than my husband Yash. I rubbed my pussy against his groin, draining him of all his sperm; he kissed me tenderly as he grew soft inside me. Sajid slipped his soft penis out of my wet pussy with a slurp. We lay together for a few minutes as guilt set in; Sajid got up, got dressed and went outside. I cried, feeling guilty about letting Sajid put his cock in me, no condom and letting him cum inside me. I was reformed and may convince myself I’ll be reformed again but I’ll always be horny. I’ll never be able to say no to Sajid.
 
 
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Chapter -05





For the entire night, I wrestled with my guilt of infidelity and for the next two days I fought off Sajid’d advances.   Now, I wasn’t so sure if I wanted to.  For three days I don’t had sex as Yash was also out of town; thoughts of Sajid’s cock were starting to creep into my head, and I was weakening. On the fourth day as I was getting into my car after dropping Ritika to college I was surprised by a knock on the passenger window. It was Sajid, I couldn’t help the tiny tingle in my crotch, it happened before I could stop it; he unlocked the door, got in and sat down. 
 
“What are you doing here?” I asked, smiling.
 
“I’d to see you…I wanted to ask you to come over for a little while…I want you…Reema…I know you’ve a husband… and a beautiful baby…I know…I can’t have all of you…but I need to have some of you…” Sajid replied.
 
I didn’t know what to say, thoughts of his huge cock were swirling around my head and my cunt was getting hotter. Sajid leaned towards me and kissed me; I found myself kissing back, opening my mouth and allowing his tongue to enter. I didn’t really know what else to do; I wasn’t sure if I wanted to do this but was kissing him while I decided. We kissed loudly, lip smacking. His hand slid over my light blue shirt, feeling my soft breasts, squeezing it gently. I decided I wanted to be reminded of his size; my hand rubbed the bulge in his crotch through his shorts. Still kissing him, I unzipped his shorts and undid his button. I reached into his underwear, my small hand grasping his thick cock. Tingles surged through my moistening pussy as I realized how big this cock was! No matter how big I’d remembered it, it was so much bigger, so thick my small hand could barely wrap around it; so long I couldn’t manouver my hand to stroke it in his shorts. How did this fit in me? Sajid broke the kiss, loving the feel on my hand gripping his cock.
 
“Why don’t you come over to my home…for a few minutes…we don’t have to have sex…but if I could just fool around with you in a more private area…than this college parking lot…” Sajid said.
 
“Ok…” I replied, horny as hell; Sajid kissed me again, briefly, doing up his fly. My pussy still tingling, I was wondering if I should carry this any further than innocent kissing and feeling. Probably not, I decided. Sajid could not control his arousal, his cock was hard, and his heart was pounding. He had to keep rubbing himself through his shorts as I drove, a slave to his horniness. Sajid started instructing me to his home, the drive seemed to take forever but I finally parked my car on the road, near his home.
 
I followed him into his house, I said hi to Rasul and his other roommate in the living room as I fumbled with my sandals. I casually followed Sajid into his bedroom. I was wearing navy blue shorts and a light blue blouse, my toenails were painted red. Sajid shut the door behind us and pulled me close, heart pounding, I closed my eyes and kissed him. His tongue went into my mouth and my tongue went into his. He squeezed my ass cheeks as I pressed my body against his; our tongues explored each other’s mouth as he backed me up to the bed. I fell on the bed, pulling him on top of me between my legs; we kissed passionately, lips smacking loudly as he grinded his crotch against mine. Sajid reached down between us, half rolling off of me as he began to rub my pussy over my shorts, feeling tremendous heat through the material.
 
God he wanted to fuck the shit out of me! I felt him undo my button and pull down my zipper and I made no move to stop him as we kissed. Sajid slid his hand into my panties, he felt the hot wetness of my slit and I moaned into his mouth as he tickled my clit. My pussy was on fire, tingling like crazy as he ran his finger down my swollen lips; he dipped a finger into my warmth.
 
“Mmmmmmpphhhh….” I moaned into his mouth, kissing him feverishly; my tight hole was gripping Sajid’s probing finger as he slid it in and out. He pulled his hand out of my panties and grabbed my shorts, I was helpless to resist, raising my ass as he pulled my shorts down my smooth legs; I pulled my feet out of them, and he threw them on the floor. He kissed me again, his hand diving up between my legs, rubbing my crotch over the thin material of my panties. He could clearly feel my swollen pussy lips through the wet cotton; he caressed up my soft body and began to undo my buttons. He kissed down my neck and down my exposed cleavage, my shirt came apart; and I pulled my arms out of it, he tossed it on the floor. He reached between my tits and unsnapped my black bra, my chest was heaving as I watched him pull my bra apart; freeing my gorgeous breasts, he pulled that off of me and immediately bent to suck my tits.
 
Sajid licked at my nipple, all around the pink areola, kissing my soft mound; he kissed over to my other tit as his hand once more, rubbed my pussy over my panties, getting me hotter than ever. I decided I would definitely fuck him, I needed that big cock. Just then my mobile rang.
 
“Wait…I need to answer the phone…it must be Yash…” I breathed; Sajid pulled my nipple out of his mouth.      
 
“Now?” Sajid asked.
 
“Yes…” I replied, Sajid grabbed my mobile from my shorts and handed it to me. He stood up and took off his clothes while I answered the phone.
 
“Hello…” Yash said through the mobile, Sajid was now completely naked, his huge hard-on at full attention standing nearly 9 inches in the air and he was stroking it; staring at my gorgeous, near naked body.
 
“Hi Yash…” I said as Sajid lifted up my small foot and began to kiss it, sucking the big toe into his mouth.
 
“Hi Reema…where are you…I rang at home telephone…but you were not there…” Yash asked.
 
“I’m at Sajid’s house…” I replied, trying not to breathe heavily as I watched Sajid kiss up the inside of my legs. Sajid kissed over my knee, smelling my pussy as he approached it, kissing up the inside of my thigh.
 
“Sajid…Sajid who?” Yash asked.
 
“Sajid…the construction worker…you remembered I told you…” I replied, quivering slightly, legs parting slightly further. Sajid kissed my pussy over my panties, causing me to gasp slightly.
 
“What…You’re with Sajid….you’re with him in his home…things are moving too fast…what he is doing now…” Yash asked.
 
 “Yes…” I said, almost forgetting to talk as I watched Sajid push my panties to one side with his fingers, exposing my horny pussy.
 
“He just pushed my panties to one side…exposing my pussy…” I replied to Yash. Sajid was staring hungrily at my beautiful, swollen, pink wet pussy lips. He licked them, tongue sliding into me slightly.
 
“Uummmm….” I moaned Sajid grabbed the waistband of my panties and pulled; I raised my ass off the bed, allowing Sajid to pull down my panties as I answered.
 
“What he doing now?” Yash asked. 
 
“He pulled my panties down…” I managed as I pulled my tiny feet out of my panties, becoming naked for Sajid. Sajid dove between my legs, burying his face in my pussy.
 
“Ohhhh….” I cried, Sajid was lapping at my sensitive clit mercilessly.
 
“What is it?” Yash asked, my breath was labored and shaky and I tried to compose myself while my cunt was being eaten. Sajid grabbed the soft sides of my ass and went down on my delicious pussy.
 
“U…Uummmmm….” I started before realizing my voice was shaking.  
 
“He is eating my pussy…just a sec…Ok?” I replied to Yash.
 
 “You’re so bad…wait for a second… so I can say goodbye…” I said to Sajid as he lapped at my vaginal entrance.
 
“Let me fuck you…before you get off the phone…” Sajid lifted up his head and said.
 
“No…” I replied.
 
“I’m going to…Reema…” Sajid said, crawling up the bed; my pussy flooded when I looked down at his huge cock waving back and forth as it approached my helpless twat. I needed to get off the phone now, I grabbed the mobile.
 
“I’ve got to go…Ok…will call you later…” I said to Yash, Sajid grabbed his cock and rubbed the fat head up and down my sopping wet slit.
 
“I want to know what is he doing now?” Yash asked. I couldn’t talk, I was so horny, yet I made no move to stop Sajid from piercing me. Sajid pushed forward, his thick head parting my tight lips and sliding a couple of inches into me.
 
“Ooohhhhh…” I cried out in pleasure, unable to stop myself.   
 
“I can’t…I gotta go…I love you…” I breathed, Sajid pulled out of me all the way before entering me again, 6 inches of his cock sliding into my warmth.
 
“Mmmmm…” I moaned into the mouthpiece of my mobile.
 
“Ok…I love you too…” Yash said, as Sajid pulled partway out of me again, he slid back into me, getting all 9 inches of his cock into my vagina. I hung up, throwing the mobile off to the side.
 
“Ooohhhhh God…you’re so big…you’re so bad…” I said smiling as Sajid kissed me, his humongous cock inside me. I tongue kissed him, barely able to catch my breath, my pussy was so full! My tiny feet caressed his calves as our lips smacked loudly. Sajid pulled his long rod most of the way out of me, leaving me with a feeling of emptiness, he slowly pushed himself back into me.
 
“Ooohhhhh…fuck…” I moaned, my vagina was stretching so wide to take in his thickness; Sajid raised himself up on his arms so he could take a look at me as he fucked me. I was so hot, so warm around his organ! He began to fuck me nice and slowly, taking it all in. He could see his mammoth cock disappear into me and then reappear, glistening with my juices. When he leaned up further he could see the pink of my cunt lips stretching outwards each time he withdrew, my gorgeous tits were bouncing up and sown with his thrusts. My tiny feet were in the air, flailing helplessly as he screwed me a little harder.
 
“Uuh…Mmmmm…Uuh…SSSS….Uuh…” My moans were loud and high pitched and could be heard clearly by Rasul and the other roommate as they walked by their room.  
 
“Unh…Unh…Ooohhhhh….Ooohhhhh Goooooddddddd….” I came, I came hard. My vaginal walls were squeezing and releasing his large cock as he fucked me. My body was shaking, I was gasping for breath; my heart pounding, my cunt had never felt so good. My eyes were closed in ecstasy, eyebrows raised. Sajid began to fuck me as hard as he could; the bed began to squeek violently. My hands were clawing at his back, my engagement ring on my left hand glinted in the bedroom light. My tiny feet were above him, waving in the air.
 
 
‘Squeek’ ‘Squeek’ Squeek’ went the bed.
 
“Unh…Ooohhhhh…unh….Mmmmmmmm….” I cried, Sajid cock was jack hammering in and out of my needy hungry pussy. I was on my way to another orgasm; he was fucking the shit out of me. He pounded me into the bed with his huge cock, I was helpless; I cried out again, cumming. I was having serious trouble gasping for breath, my vagina was pulsating violently. He was losing it; he pumped a few more times as I rode out my orgasm before sliding all of his cock inside me. His cock spammed and shot a stream of cum into my vagina, deeper than Yash’s cock had been. 
 
 
“Oooohhhhhh….” I sighed, actually feeling his humongous cock pulsate inside me, filling me with his seed.
 
“Ooohhhh…Oh God! Fuck!” I breathed as the last of his sperm trickled inside me, Sajid began to soften a little inside me as we caught our breath.
 
“That was awesome…you’re the best…none of my wives can match you…” Sajid breathed.
 
“Thanks…” I breathed, smiling. Sajid kissed me, lips smacking. “I’ve to go…I can’t believe…we did that while he was on the phone…you’re so bad…” I said, he laughed, pulling his soft cock out of my vagina with a slurp. I rolled off his bed, picked up my panties off the floor and slid them on. I put on my bra and blouse and pulled on my shorts. Sajid walked me outside to my car.
 
“I know you’ve a husband…I’m not asking you to do that every time…or every week…but if sometime…we can do that again…” Sajid said.
 
“We’ll see…” I said and asked him back “You said…none of your wives can match me…what does that mean…how many wives you have?”
 
“Three…” Sajid replied laughing.
 
“Three wives…you divorced twice…” I asked.
 
“No…they all live together…under the same roof…” Sajid replied.  
 
“Three wives…under the same roof…interesting…” I said.
 
“You can be the forth…you can join them if you want…under the same roof…” Sajid said, winked at me and spanked me on my ass.
 
“We’ll see…” I said and gave him a peck on the lips, I drove off.  While driving I could feel Sajid’s cum leaking out of my pussy. 
 
 
 

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Chapter -06



As I reached home, and went to sleep and realized that I thought more about how good that big cock felt inside me. I woke up after 1 hour later to the alarm and rolled out of bed excitedly. I’d no idea why I was so turned on; I slid out of my panties and my shirt and stepped into the shower. Water cascaded over my beautiful naked body, water dripping down my creamy skin, spraying off my shoulders; wetting my long hair, dripping over my breasts, down my belly, down my back, over the perfect globes of my ass cheeks. I shampooed my hair, and then reached for the soap, my hands soaped my entire body, rubbing over my breasts, my nipples were erect. I soaped my crotch and found that my fingers lingered around my clit. They began to tickle my clit and I sighed. My tiny fingers rubbed my clitoris as water cascaded around me, I hadn’t masturbated in months. I caught myself and shut off the shower. I toweled off, hustled into a fresh pair of panties, put on loose jean shorts, a tight blue and green striped polo shirt over my black bra. I rushed into the bathroom and threw on some makeup. My hair was wet and I’d just started blow drying it when I heard the door bell.
 
I answered the door, pussy tingling despite myself, when Sajid saw my hair all wet like that, he smiled; his cock grew painfully hard in his shorts.
 
“Oh my God…you’re looking absolutely amazing…just like a goddess…” Sajid said, I blushed, smiling, heart pounding, cunt buzzing. He saw nothing but desire in my eyes as he stepped inside, shutting the door behind him as he stepped closer to me. I backed up until I bumped into the bar of the kitchen, I knew that look in his eyes; that was the ‘I’m going to fuck you no matter what’ look. My breathing grew labored as he stepped right up to me, outweighing my by 80 pounds. He towered over me as I put my arms around his neck; he bent to kiss me, and I immediately opened my mouth, sighing as he sent his tongue inside. Our lips smacked loudly as we kissed passionately, his hands clamped onto my soft ass over my jean shorts as we exchanged tongues. He slid his hand around to the front, rubbing my crotch over my shorts.
 
“Mmmmmm…..” I moaned into his mouth, my horny pussy becoming hornier, Sajid decided to be very aggressive and he slid both hand up my body, taking my shirt with them. I broke the kiss and raised my arms as he pulled my shirt up over my head and dropped it on the floor, my creamy skin was exposed; highlighted by my black bra. His hand went right back to my crotch, rubbing me over the denim, I squirmed against him; breathing heavily into his mouth, my small hands went down to his crotch and undid his shorts. I reached in with my right hand and pulled out his rock hard 9 inch cock, still kissing him loudly, I stroked his shaft expertly. I slowly sunk to my knees, right there at the doorway; pulling his shorts and underwear down to the floor, Sajid pulled off his shirt and watched me. His humongous cock was standing at attention right in front of my face and I stared at it hungrily, my tiny left hand grabbed his cock, stroking it eagerly; my engagement ring glinting in the light as I licked at the base of his cock. I licked up his shaft slowly, rubbing his massive organ all over my face as I did; I popped the fat head into my mouth, sucking softly on it as my left hand continued to stroke him.
 
I began to bob my head back and forth on his dick, slobbering all over the huge tool. Sajid held the back of my head while I sucked him off, his fingers in my long wet hair.
 
‘Slurp’ ‘Slurp’ ‘Slurp’ my sucking noises were loud as my lips ran up and down his cock smoothly, Sajid moaned, enjoying the fantastic blowjob from me; he was losing it and didn’t want to waste his cum. He gently pulled his cock out of my eager mouth with a loud sucking sound; I looked up at him, stood up before him and kissed him excitedly. His hands undid the button of my shorts and pulled down my fly, I felt him slid a hand into my panties and I kissed him harder. He found my soaking wet slit and ran his fingers up and down it.
 
“Mmmmmm….” I sighed into his mouth, as pleasure ran throughout my body; my shorts slid off my hips and fell to the floor, revealing tight black panties that his hand had stretched outwards as his fingers caressed my juicy pussy. He sucked my lip into his mouth and slid his hand out of my panties, I was wearing only a bra and panties; my body so small and sexy beside his large frame. I was on my tip toes kissing him, his hands went between my breasts and unsnapped my bra, the straps fell from my shoulders and it fell to the floor, freeing my gorgeous tits; my nipples were fully erect as he bent to kiss down my cheek to my neck. His hand began to rub my hot pussy over my thin panties as he bent further to suck a nipple into his mouth.
 
“Ooohhhh…” I whispered, tingles running through my body, Sajid slowly sunk to his knees before me, sliding my panties down off my ass, he pulled them to the floor and I stepped out of them. He bent further down and I raised my right leg into the air, placing a small foot on his bare shoulder, offering him my cunt. He could see how swollen my pink pussy lip were and he snuck his tongue in between them, he loved how I tasted. I grabbed the back of his shaved head, holding him there between my thighs; my toes curling and uncurling on his shoulder. He grabbed my ass cheeks as he began to lap at my needy clit.
 
“Ooohhhhh…yessss…” I sighed, my left hand was holding his head, my engagement ring glittering on it as it held Sajid’s face into my pussy, I couldn’t take anymore, and I wanted to feel that big cock ripping at my pussy again.
 
“Let’s go to the bedroom…” I said, Sajid gave my slit one more lick, before standing before me smiling, He pulled my small naked body close and we kissed passionately, his hands kneading my soft ass. I could feel his naked, massive cock pressed against my bare belly, suddenly; he bent and scooped me up into his arms, one arm curled under my back, the other under my legs. I giggles, surprised. My cunt was so horny, aching from fulfillment; he looked into my eyes as he carried me off to my bedroom.
 
“Can I fuck you…Reema?” Sajid asked as he carried me into my bedroom.
 
“Sure…” I said coolly, pussy tingling at his words, Sajid lay me down on the bed and I eagerly spread my short legs for him, feet flat on the bed. The pink lips of my cunt were swollen and moist, quivering in anticipation; Sajid knelt between my legs holding his cock out, pressing the fat head against my hungry lips. The lips of my vagina spread wide to absorb the huge cock that was forcing its way inside.
 
“Ooohhhhh…” I let out a long sexy moan as 3 inches of him pierced me. Sajid kissed my soft lips and I breathed heavily into his mouth as I felt his cock withdraw from me slightly, before pushing further inside.
 
“Mmmmmm….” I moaned, lips smacking his as he was halfway in me, Sajid kissed me hard as we exchanged tongues as he withdrew again. He pushed forward and his entire 9 inch cock slid smoothly into my hungry pussy.
 
“Oooohhhhhhh….” I moaned, breaking the kiss. Sajid held himself inside me for a moment, relishing the warmth that engulfed his organ. Sajid slowly made love to me, watching me as I was watching between my legs as his monster cock slid in and out of my slick twat. My breathing was labored, my moans were soft and my orgasm was rising even though I was getting fucked slowly. Holding himself on his arms, Sajid began to ram his cock into harder and faster, my breasts began to bounce with each thrust, my Mangalsutra bouncing with each thrust, my breathing became even more labored and my moans louder. I raised my tiny feet up into the air as I got fucked. 5 minutes at this pace and I came, my entire body was wracked with pleasure at my pussy convulsed around his driving cock. My hands and feet clawed at him as I orgasmed; this drove Sajid to screw me harder, he gave it to me for all he was worth.
 
“Ooohhhh…Unh….Mmmmmm….” I cried, Sajid was kissing at my flushed cheeks as his cock jack hammered in and out of my willing vagina, for 10 minutes he continued at this pace before I hit orgasm again.
 
“Ohhhhhhh…Ohhhhhh Gooooodddddd…” I moaned in ecstasy, cumming big time as Sajid continued jamming his huge cock into my tight pussy, after a few minutes more at this monster pace, Sajid grew tired. He slid out of my wet twat with a slurp and rolled over beside me. It didn’t take me more than 2 seconds to climb on top of him, reaching underneath me with my left hand. My engagement ring glinted on my finger as my hand grabbed another man’s massive cock and raised it in the air, I pressed my horny vagina down on it and my pink lips parted eagerly, gobbling up his entire cock.
 
“Ooohhhhhh…you’re so big…” I moaned, giggling; I pressed my ass down on his lap, forcing every inch of his cock inside my needy cunt. I kissed him, lips smacking, holding him inside me; I began to raise my ass and drop it, sliding his cock in and out of my slick tunnel. Sajid grabbed my tits as they bounced in front of him, sucking a nipple into his mouth as I rode him. He let my hard nipple slip out of his mouth and watched me writhe on his lap, eyes closed in ecstasy, tits and my Manglasutra bouncing. He caressed down my freckled back until his hands latched onto each of my soft ass cheeks. He squeezed my cheeks tightly as my slick cunt ran up and down on his cock.
 
“Ooohhhh….” I sighed, loving how big he is. After riding him for all I was worth for few minutes, Sajid took over. He spread his legs more and planted his feet, than he began to thrust upwards as hard as he could, while his hands forced me down on his lap over and over; still squeezing my ass cheeks tightly. He began to jack hammer upwards, driving all 9 inches of his cock hard into my aching vagina, I was moaning so loudly, unable to catch my breath as we both hurtled towards an orgasm.
 
“Ohhhhh….Unhhhh….” I moaned, cumming; Sajid jammed his entire cock up my pussy, his hands holding my ass firmly against his lap. His cock jerked inside my convulsing tunnel, spraying inside my pussy with a load of his thick cum.
 
“Ooohhhh….ffuccckk….” I sighed, still cumming, Sajid shot another solid load of sperm into my womb as I collapsed on him. Cum continued to trickle out of him and into me as we recovered, trying to catch our breath; we kissed breathlessly, lips smacking. His hands slowly caressed my soft body, over my ass as we wound down.
 
“Oh my God! That was so good…” I said again my voice muffled, turning to look at him smiling. I gave him one more kiss, slipping my tongue, I lay on top of him for few minutes, his soft cock still inside me. I turned to look at the clock- 1:15 pm.
 
“I gotta get ready…”  I said, giving him one more kiss, I got off him; his soft cock slipped out of my sopping treasure with a slurp, Sajid watched my sexy ass as I walked to the bathroom, just picturing my beautiful ass for the next few minutes had him hard again. My hair was a mess; I needed to wet it again, so I jumped in the shower, quickly. I toweled off, still naked; I stood in front of the sink, I notice Sajid coming up behind me stroking his rock hard cock, eyes locked on my sexy ass as it shook slightly as I toweled off. I was hunched over the sink when I felt him slip his hands around my smooth waist, one hand trailed up my belly. He pressed his shaft along the crack of my beautiful ass, one hand tickled my clit the other squeezed my naked breasts.
 
“Mmmmm…we should stop….I’ll be late to pick Ritika from college…” I moaned, Sajid’s large hand squeeze my breasts, turning me on. His other hand manipulated my clitoris, turning me on, but what turned me on the most was feeling his huge cock pressed against my ass. Bending over further for him to do so, he stared at my big white ass; he ran his fat cock run over my asshole to my pink lips. My chest was heaving as I felt his monster cock pressing against my entrance again. The head slipped inside and once there, I was very wet. 6 inches of his cock was sucked immediately into my pussy.
 
“Ooohhhhh….you’re too big to do it this way….” I moaned, yet I continued to bend over in front of him, even push my gorgeous ass back against him. Sajid was halfway inside me; he looked down at my ass, down the crack of my ass he could make out my asshole. Beneath that, my pink lips were stretched and pulled outwards at the midpoint of his long cock. He grabbed each side of my soft ass tightly and pulled out of me a little, he pushed forward again, pulling my ass back with his hands, his long cock slid 8 inches into me; almost all the way.
 
“Oh fuck…” I gasped; my tiny feet were on their tiptoes as I tried to lift my body higher to allow him easier entry. Sajid went in and out of me once more, this time sliding all the way into me. He began to fuck me doggie style over my bathroom sink, his groins slapping against my ass, making it shake with each impact.
 
“Unh…mmmmm….unh…sssss….” I moaned.
 
‘Slap’ ‘Slap’ ‘Slap’ ‘Slap’ went his groin against my ass as he fucked me hard, I was hunched right over the sink, my tits were waving back and forth with each impact. I was losing it again, my panting rose to crescendo, and then I paused.
 
“Ooohhhhh….Ooohhhhh Gooooddddd…” I moaned, cumming, my heart was pounding as Sajid was pounding into me; he fucked me through my intense orgasm. He pulled back until just the head of his cock was inside my pussy, my pink lips stretched around his thickness. He slammed into me, causing my ass cheeks to shake violently.
 
“Ooohhh…” I cried, pleasure surging through my body, Sajid pulled out again and slammed his cock hard into my eager pussy, again my ass cheek shook.


“Ooohhh…” I moaned, smiling; Sajid gave my pussy a few more pumps, before pulling out of me with a slurp. He spun me around like a ragdoll and lifted me up onto the edge of the counter in front of the sink. My ass sat on the edge and I placed each foot on the edge as well, on either side of him. We were both looking down, I was looking at his huge cock and he was staring at my pink puckered cunt lips. He waited for me to make the move and didn’t wait long. I grabbed his fat cock, running the head down my moist, quivering lips to my entrance pushing the head inside. Sajid slid into me the rest of the way easily.
 
“Ooohhhhh…” I sighed, feeling my twat fill up, arching my head back and closing my eyes; Sajid began to fuck me hard right away, just jamming his large cock into me as hard and fast as he could.
 
“Unh…MMMMM….SSSSS….” I moaned with each thrust, my tiny feet were flailing helplessly behind him as Sajid screwed me; we kissed breathlessly, sloppily as he fucked me on the bathroom cupboard. My loud moans could be heard at my front door, where our clothes lay in a pile. For the next 9 or 10 minutes, I got the fuck of my life, cumming once more before Sajid slid his cock all the way inside my hungry vagina, cumming his brains out. Load after load shot into my womb as his cock spasmed. He kissed me breathlessly, holding me close as the last of his sperm trickled into my pussy. We kissed for a couple of minutes before he slid his soft cock out of my sloppy cunt with a slurp; I slid off the cupboard only 20 minutes to get ready. I rushed around and we were out the door 20 minutes later. I rushed to college to pick up Ritika.
 


Chapter -07 Coming Soon
 

Thank you all for your comments....most of the readers think that the story is moving too fast...yes that's true...the story is moving fast... but if you think from Sajid's point....he wanted to explore more and more of Reema's....as he is not sure how long their relationship will go ....so he is pushing more and more....and if you think from Reema's point of view....she is exploring whole new of herself...so she is eager to do anything....anything that's thrill her....or in the other words you can say....she is enjoying her new herself....

If, then also you think the story is moving fast....do tell me....so that I can think of some other plots 

Thanks
Reema4uhoney 

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Everyone told me the story is moving fast, so let get a change, from here Yash is narrating the story for you guys....for few updated we all are going to miss Sajid. 

Chapter -07

 
 

 
 
Beginning of Yash’s narration 
 
I woke up and found Reema already in the shower, I rolled over and there was an envelope on the bed; curious I opened the envelope and there was a note inside.
 
Dear Yash,
 
You told me that you wanted to enjoy the new Reema…get ready for what you wished for…from today onwards few day of our will be a whirlwind sexual pleasure…You’ll never know when…you’ll never know how…and you’ll never know where you’ll cum… But I promise you’ll cum.
 
Reema
 
 
I remembered last night after one month I returned from Chennai, while making love to Reema, she told me the each and every details of her love affair with Sajid. Teasing her I’d told her that just like Sajid I too would like to want to explore the new Reema. But I didn’t meant so soon, as I was busy remembering the last night talk with Reema, Reema, wrapped only in a towel; emerged from the bathroom, acting oblivious to the letter she’d just left me.
 
“How was your sleep?” Reema asked.
 
“Fine…what about you?” I replied.
 
“Heavenly…” Reema replies, dropping her towel and revealing her glistening nakedness, although I’d seen her naked everyday for the past 8 years; give or take the odd day, every time I saw her naked I felt like a child on Diwali morning. Her body was so tight, so perfect; I always wondered how I ever got lucky enough to marry someone so beautiful. I watched like a dirty pervert as my wife got dressed. A pink thong, beige stay-up stockings, a long black skirt that hid her inner sexiness, a matching pink bra that held perfectly her 38d breasts and a purple flower print blouse that barely hid her voluptuous breasts.
 
“How do I look?” Once dressed, she turned to me and asked.
 
“Good enough to fuck…” I replied, attempting to see what her plans were. She walked over to me, dripping with sultry sweetness and reached down and to grab my fully erect 7 inch cock.
 
“Is this because of me?” She asked.
 
“Always…” I responded, she dropped to her knees, opened her mouth; extended her tongue and licked my cock head. Her lips never touched my cock, as her tongue swirled around my mushroom head. I let out a soft moan and waited for her to give me one of my earth-shattering blowjobs. Instead, she stood back up, smiled and said “You didn’t think it would be that easy…did you baby?”
 
I stammered, realizing she was leaving me high and hard, “I…I…I…um-really….”
 
She smiled, kissed me quickly and said “Yes…really…all good things come to those that wait…” She gave me one quick tug before adding “And don’t you dare jerk off…I’ve very elaborate plans for that cock…” With that she returned to her dresses and did her make-up. Finally accepting I wasn’t going to get to cum this morning, I wandered to the bathroom and hopped in the shower. A long cold shower calmed down my hard-on and I focused on the day ahead. I was working on a big campaign and the presentation was tomorrow as I was not ready. I got out of the shower and Reema was busy in the kitchen, I noticed on the bed was another note.
 
Yash,
 
I wanted to suck your cock whole…and feel your hot seed slide down my throat…alas…I’ll have to wait….Don’t wear any underwear today…I want your sweet meat swaying freely in your pants…If you look on my dresser you’ll see that I too am going commando today.
 
Love, your wife…
 
My cock was stiff again; my wife drove me crazy; I got dressed, sans my underwear and went downstairs for breakfast. To my surprise, Reema was gone already and another note was waiting for me….this time on the kitchen table.
 
Yash,
 
I’m leaving to buy vegetables…If I stayed, I don’t think I could have resisted bending over the kitchen table while your plowed me with your hard cock.
 
Love, your Reema…
 
 I sighed, if this was her plan, to tease me, she was going to kill me. My cock was fully erect again, relieving myself was becoming a growing temptation now, but I would keep playing my wife’s sick, yet hot game. I’d a quick breakfast and headed to work, happy for the distraction from the rise and fall of my penis this morning. The day flew by as I worked frantically to finish the visual part of the presentation for tomorrow.
 
I Whatsapp Reema. Sorry honey, but I’ve to work late…this project is killing me.
 
A minute later, I received a Whatsapp from Reema. Did you eat something…Meet me at The Flying Elephant at 5…Don’t be late.
 
I Whatsapp back. Ok…but I can’t stay long…see you in an hour.
 
 The Flying Elephant was a very nice restaurant two blocks from my office; I worked my ass off for the next hour before saving my stuff and heading to the restaurant. I was a couple of minutes late and a hostess led me back to a secluded table at the back. Reema was already there with a big smile on her face, as I sat, I realized we’re completely secluded from any other patrons.
 
“Presentation not going well?” Reema asked.
 
“We’ve made headway…but are still missing the big WOW moment…” I sighed, no closer from finishing the project than I was this morning. Reema’s hand went on my leg and she purred, her facial expression dripping with sexual innuendo and promise “I’ve a WOW moment for you…” With that, she slid under the table, in the 5-star restaurant. I sat there stunned as my wife unbuckled my belt and pulled on my pants. I mindlessly lifted up my ass and felt my pants slide to my knees. A moment later I was indeed WOW’ when her lips wrapped around my cock. We’d made love outside, in my car and so forth, but nothing even remotely as public or risky as this.
 
After a couple of minutes of slow sweet sucking, the waitress came, and said “What can I get you to drink, sir?”  Her smile told me she knew exactly where my wife currently was and I instantly wondered how my wife had set up such a moment. I stammered, trying to ignore the growing pleasure down below “Um-um- two masala coke.”
 
“Sure sir” she replied with a wink, any last wondering if she knew was now gone. Reema took my cock out of her mouth and peeked from under the booth, “Could you make sure to order a couple of appetizers…”
 
“S…S…Sure…” I responded and watched Reema disappear back under the table cloth, she returned to my cock, continuing a slow burn. One would think she would be doing one of her famous quick blowjobs, the ones she often gave me to get my first load out of the way, before we would start a marathon session. But no, she was lavishly making love to my cock with her mouth. Usually, I cum quick but the slowness, as well as the consistent interruptions made getting off quite difficult for me.
 
The waitress returned with my drink and asked “Can we start you with some appetizers?”
 
“Sure…” I replied and quickly perused the menu. I choose two; the waitress took the order and disappeared.
 
“Can you hand me my drink…” Reema asked, extending her hand from under the table. I handed her the glass of masala coke and her perfectly manicured hand, her bright red nails so sexy, disappeared again underneath the table. A few seconds later, I felt her lips return to my cock and moaned involuntarily when I felt the intense contrast between her warm lips and the cold liquid still in her mouth. She swirled the masala coke around my cockhead, bringing a new sensation to her arsenal of cock sucking skills. The feeling was amazing but the contrast simmered the boiling in my balls, I was transfixed in a state of temporary euphoria, a sensation so hot, yet at the same time unable to reach the level of orgasm I was now dying to unleash.
 
The amazing whirlwind teasing continued until the appetizers arrived, the waitress said, her smile so knowing I was uncontrollably embarrassed, “I’ll be back in a couple of minutes…to take your and yours wife order…sir…”  As soon as the waitress disappeared from view, Reema took my cock out of her mouth and crawled from underneath the table, leaving me erect as a flagpole and desperate to cum. Ignoring what she had just done, she announced “I’m famished” and dipped a tortilla chip into some nacho cheese.
 
I stared at her bewildered “Are you really quitting now?” She smiled, repeating a mantra “All good things come to those who wait…” I went to pull up my pants, but she grabbed my hand “No…No…I want it open and ready…”
 
I looked at her perplexed “What has gotten into you?”
 
“Not you…” she joked, “Plus…this is just the beginning…” The next forty-five minutes were excruciating as we chatted about life, Chennai tour, introducing my new colleagues, never once discussing the issue at hand…my still stiff erection. Every once and a while throughout dinner, Reema would reach for my cock to make sure it was still stiff.
 
Once we’re both done our main course, Reema smiled, “I think it’s time for dessert…”
 
Oblivious to her sexual implication, I replied “How could you eat another bite?” 
 
“Oh…I definitely saved room for this…” She flirted and slithered back under the table, this time she devoured my cock whole, bobbing up and down like a desperate slut craving cum. It took all my will power to not moan out loud. The waitress returned and no longer able to hide her knowledge commented, “I see your wife has already started dessert…” I let out a moan and uncontrollably in full view of the waitress, came in Reema’s wife. Reema kept bobbing on my cock until every last drop of cum had been swallowed; the waitress watched intently and finally asked “Would you care for any dessert, sir?”
 
Attempting to be suave, I answered, “I think I might…but what I want is not on the menu…” The waitress blushed, thinking I meant her, but I meant Reema, my beautiful wife. The waitress left and Reema crawled back up from under the table “Hmmmmm….was that the best dessert ever?”
 
I smiled back “I think…I could use some dessert too…”
 
I pulled my pants back up as my wife responded “You don’t have to…this is all about you…”
 
I shook my head no “It’s all about us…” I slid under the table, parted her legs open and dove in, the feeling of doing something so naughty and potentially getting caught was like being high, exhilarating and yet numbing. Unlike Reema though, my goal wasn’t to tease, it was to please. Licking pussy was something I was very good at, and Reema had a major weakness when her clit was pressured. I also knew that extended clit play would have her scream so loud that the whole restaurant would know exactly what was happening to her, so I’d to be careful; I altemated between sucking her clit in my mouth and long wide licks down her wet pussy lips.  
 
I could hear her soft moans and suddenly heard her say “Yes…just the bill…pleeeeaseeee….”  
 
The waitress chuckled and replied “I’ll give you a few minutes first…ma’am…”
 
“Thaaaank yyooouuuu…” Reema moaned, after only a couple of minutes, maybe three, I knew she was close and I tapped on her clit with my tongue, hard sweet tongue spanks, that had her legs tighten and her juices flow out of her and onto my waiting mouth; I savored her juice until she let go of my head and I quickly climbed back onto my seat.
 
“Hmmmm…this restaurant has the best dessert…I may have to get some for take-out…” I smirked, my usual wit on display.
 
Reema chuckled “I think you should dine out more often…”
 
“Agreed…” I replied, just as the waitress returned with the bill. I grabbed the bill and saw that it was signed. The waitress name (Savitha) and her mobile number were on it with a heart. She smiled and said “You two are incredibly hot together…if you’re ever looking for a third wheel for playtime…give me a call…” She winked at both of us and sauntered off, looking back once to see if we’re watching her go…we both were.
 
Reema grabbed the bill “We can talk about that offer some other time…you need to get back to work…”
 
Looking at my watch I almost shit, two hours had passed “Oh crap…times flies when you’re having fun…”
 
“It sure does…” she smiled back, kissing me on the cheek “I got the bill…get your ass back to work…”
 
I kissed her back and added “Tip her well….”
 
She smiled, throwing me for a loop “Who says I haven’t already tipped her well?”
 
“What?” I asked, confused by her implication.
 
“Go…” Reema smiled, pulling me up from my chair.
 
“This is not done…” I said, adamantly.
 
“I never said it was…” Reema smiled.
 
My cock rising, I rushed out of work, before it was too late. At the door, I turned around and saw that Reema was talking to the Savitha; a million naughty conversations spun around my head, fantasies I’d never seriously considered. Reema and I’d done a lot of fun and kinky things but we’d never even remotely considered adding a third member to our relationship. I was not sure I wanted to, quite frankly. The thought of seeing her with another man, makes me hot; but the thought of watching her with another woman, especially someone as hot as Savitha was very, very appealing. My cock now at full mast in my pants, I slipped out the door before any other naughty ideas crossed my mind. I got to work, and slowly let go of my fantasies and focused on my current problem….this fucking presentation.   
 
 
 
Chapter -08 Coming Soon

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Chapter -08

 
 
 
The next morning I was awaken by warmth wrapped around my cock, I opened my eyes not having got home till midnight to see movement under the blanket. I let out a moan as Reema woke me up the best way possible…with a blowjob. This happened once in a while, but never got old; it also helped, since I really wasn’t a morning person usually…until I’d my first cup of coffee. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the sweet pleasure of Reema’s mouth; she used the whole arsenal in her cock sucking agenda, teasing the mushroom head, licking my entire cock with long sweet strokes, sucking my balls into her mouth, deep throating me and using her amazing saliva trick. The variety is purposely used, to make it last longer, there have been times she was pleasuring my cock with her mouth for over an hour, this time it was just over 15 minutes when I felt the familiar feeling of an impending orgasm. My legs stiffened like they always do and a few seconds later I filled her mouth with my seed, like always; she swallowed every drop and continued her constant rhythm until I was completely drained.
 
She crawled up, kissing my chest until she finally reached my face and we were eye to eye “Morning dear…”
 
“Morning…I so love your special wake-up call….” I replied.
 
“Hmmm…I so love my morning appetizer…” Reema purred back, leaning in for a kiss. Breaking the kiss she asked “So did you get done?”
 
“Yes…Kailash came up with an idea around ten…and we scripted it…just have to recheck it this morning…” I replied.
 
“Cool…will you be home for dinner tonight?” she asked.
 
“No…the meeting is in the evening…then we’re taking the clients out for dinner…” I replied.
 
“Really…let me guess…drinks and steak….” She said, all dramatic.
 
“Yes…” I shrugged.
 
“Well I’m happy…I made sure to get second day of whirlwind sexual pleasure done early…” She smiled.
 
“If you want…you can get every day done early…” I joked, slapping her ass as she got off me.
 
“Oh…this is nothing…the things I’ve planned for you are…wait for it…legendary…” she smiled, shrugged and jumped in the shower.
 
I would like to say the rest of the day was as riveting as my morning wake-up call, but it wasn’t. The meeting went well, although the group was really a bunch of stiffs. The evening ended up with an official agreement, after that the dinner was good and a few pegs of whiskey loosened them up a bit. It was two when I reached home.
 
When I finally opened my eyes, a hangover clearly at work, I rolled over.
 
“Good afternoon…sleepyhead…” Reema said.
 
“Is it really afternoon already?” I turned to the clock and said.
 
“Yes…Sit up! I got the cure for your hangover…” she said.
 
“I can’t believe how late we went…” I mumbled, still not fully awake.
 
“What time did you get home?” Reema put the tray on my lap and asked.
 
“It was after three…” I answered through a yawn.
 
“Thank you….I so needed this…” I sighed, before taking a long sip of the shake.
 
“No problem…” Reema replied.
 
“Could we hit a movie this evening…what do you think?” I said.
 
“No decisions until I eat…” Reema replied. We ate in silence and once done, she said “Well…I think I should continue with my plan…” 
 
“Plan…” I asked.
 
“Of course…today is the third day of our whirlwind sexual pleasure…” she winked.
 
“How could I forget…” I mocked.
 
“Indeed…how could you…” she retorted, her wit as quick as mine.
 
“So what is on the agenda today? Going to The Flying Elephant again?” I asked.
 
“Hmmm…you wish to meet Savitha again…don’t you…” she teased, grabbing her purse.
 
“Well…I think I can handle her…” I responded acting like a stud.
 
“Let’s go stud boy…” Reema said.
 
“Where” I asked.
 
“You will find out…” she answered, flicking me on the nose.  I reluctantly followed her, although I’ve to admit I was slightly curious. We drove, chatting about trivial work stuff and making plans for getting me to the airport Tuesday morning, before arriving at the worst place on earth for a man, especially a man with a hangover, the mall!
 
“Really…Reema…you can’t be serious…” I groaned.
 
“Of course…I’m…but don’t you worry…I guarantee you will enjoy it…” she promised.
 
“Unless it includes a blowjob…I doubt you’ll be able to keep that promise…” I quipped, the glass clearly half empty at the moment. She ignored my negativity and hopped out of the car, I quickly followed her and we made our way through the throngs of people searching for Diwali presents. Being the good husband I was, I already had her presents and they were amazing. I assumed Reema had mine already too; we walked through the entire mall before finally reaching our apparent destination, a store called Silk & Satin.
 
“Still hate me?” Reema said smiling mischievously.
 
“Well…that depends on why we’re going to Silk & Satin…” I replied.
 
“Follow me…” she said, reaching for my hand and pulling me inside. I was like a fat kid in a candy store; this was wall to wall thin lingerie, naughty costumes and silk stockings. I could even begin to know which way to turn.
 
“So tonight…is role play fun…you can choose any costume you want me to try on here and I will…then you can pick three to buy…one that I’ll wear tonight when we role play…” Reema said smiling.
 
“Role play…Anything” I questioned.
 
“Anything your heart and cock desires…” She teased, she sauntered wiggling her ass perfectly and reaching for a nurse outfit. “Want me to take your temperature?”
 
“I know…my blood is boiling…” I countered; Reema laughed and disappeared behind a curtain. As she changed, I perused the costumes, choosing a few for her to try on. She peeked from behind the curtain “I need some white thigh highs…” I went over to the stocking area and grabbed a pair of white thigh highs with seams down the back, I gave them to her; excited to see her in the whole nurse’s ensemble. A minute later, she called “You ready?”
 
“More than ready…” I flirted. She revealed herself and I gasped; she looked radiant, naughty and absolutely fuck-able.
 
“You look so hot…I want to do you here…” I said.
 
“So I’ll take that as I should get this one?” she smirked.
 
“1 million percent yes…” I declared.
 
“I see you’ve a collection for me to try on…” she noticed.
 
“Well…we’re here already…” I shrugged; she reached for the cop’s outfit.
 
“Hmmm…we may need to get some handcuffs too…” She winked and disappeared again. I’m sure it was less than three minutes for her to change outfits, but it was enough time for me to start creating nasty fantasies in my head of me being a patient and she a nurse helping me recover. She popped out again and who knew a cop could be so hot. That said if all cop outfits were this tight and short, I’m sure the security officer would get a lot more positive attention “So” she asked.
 
“I would love to use my baton stick on you…” I said, going for witty.
 
“Well…I’ve a couple dangerous weapons here myself…” Reema replied, squeezing her breasts together.
 
“I surrender…although…feel free to use force…” I put my hands out and joked.
 
She chuckled and reached for the remaining outfits. “I may be here all day…” Next she came out in a college girl’s outfit, except instead of knee high socks; she still had on the white thigh highs, she sauntered over to me “Sir…what should I do to get more marks…”
 
“I don’t think you fully comprehended the rise and fall of the Roman Empire…but I think you may excel in a different type of rise and fall…” I responded, as her finger slid slowly down my chest.
 
“If we were at home right now…I would fall to my knees…and wait for you to rise to attention…” She said.
 
“Too late…” I replied, honestly.
 
As she walked back to change again, she added “Of course…I would need beige thigh highs for this outfit to really work…”
 
“Of course…” I agreed, not caring what color the stocking were. Next she came out in what was, I think, a fire fighter’s outfit, although it was too skimpy for me to be sure. I only concluded this from what she said, although all dressed in red and contrasting white stockings she was ridiculously hot “I hear there is a fire…that needs to be put out…” 
 
“Actually…I think you may need my hose…it’s already fully loaded…” I replied with similar sexual innuendo.
 
“This one is may be too hot?” She laughed.
 
“Nice pun…” I pointed out as she disappeared again.
 
“I need beige pantyhose...dear…” she took longer this time and called out.
 
“Ok…” I replied, just as a saleswoman in her early thirty finally came over.
 
“I’ll get some for you sir…” she offered.
 
“Thanks…” I replied and she quickly left and just as quickly returned, she went to the change room area and handed them to Reema. They both were in there a couple of minutes, just enough time for my mind to play nasty tricks on me, before they both came out. If the other uniforms had me panting, this one had me literally drooling, she was a Super-girl. She had the cape and everything, her firm breasts were barely being held in by the super tight T-shirt, just the same as my cock was barely held in check in my pants.
 
“I think this outfit would work even better with darker pantyhose…say maybe mocha…” the saleswoman suggested.
 
“I concur…” my super-girl wife agreed. The saleswoman left and Reema said “Does something here need saving?”
 
“On very much so…” I replied, as Reema’s hand reached my stiff cock.
 
“Hmmm…this would need a lot of tender loving care…maybe I need to be in the nurse outfit…” she purred. The saleswoman unfortunately returned with darker pantyhose and suggested “You should try these on…and they come in the crotch-less variety…”
 
“The what” I asked.
 
“Crotch-less…for easy access…that way…she can keep the uniform on while role playing…as you penetrate her…” the saleswoman replied.
 
I gasped and Reema replied “Well that’s very convenient…Thank you…Rubina…”
 
How did my wife know her name? Reema disappeared again as Rubina said “I’ll pack up the other things we talked about …”
 
“Sounds good…” from back, Reema called back.
 
“What other things?” I asked curious.
 
“It’s a surprise…” Rubina smiled, her smile so knowing that I could only conclude it was something sexual and awesome. Rubina disappeared and my wife reappeared in the same outfit but with darker pantyhose. And I’d to agree, the dark color made the amazing outfit out of this world. I desperately wanted to fuck her right then and there.
 
“Know all I’ve to do is unbutton this button that keeps my shirt tight against me…and you’ve instant access to your kryptonite…” Reema smiled, she did and the shirt popped up a bit and I could clearly make out the hole that led to her precious hole.
 
I smiled, reaching for her, my hand going to her pussy “And I know exactly how to make you weak at the knees…”  Reema let out a gasp as my finger slid inside her already damp pussy, she pushed me back after a couple of seconds “Oh…I want to feel your kryptonite in my kryptonite…but…oh fuck…” she looked around and no one was watching so she pulled me into the change room and into a smaller stall. As soon as the door was closed she pulled out my cock, bent over and I slid into her standing up; I knew we’d limited time so I didn’t waste a second as I quickly pumped her cunt, she desperately tried to silence her moans as I drilled her hard and deep. The fucking gave new definition to the meaning of quickie as in less than two minutes, I was releasing cum into her; I wanted to keep fucking her and get her off, but she stood up and said, reading my mind “Don’t worry…you can return the favor later…”
 
“I love you…” I replied, leaning in for a kiss.
 
“I love you too…” she replied, once the kiss ended. I quickly exited the stall just as another woman was entering the change room; she gave me an odd look, but I scurried out before any scene could be made. A couple of minutes later, Reema returned back in her original outfit and said “I’ll just buy them all…”
 
“A very good decision…” I replied, we headed to the till; already wrapped in a bag was the secret purchase and we were on our way back to the car. It was easily the best clothing purchase ever. The next couple of hours included a variety of not thrilling errands in the mall that were way less tedious after our quick fuck and the knowledge that tonight was going to be…wait for it…legendary.
 
“So which outfit…do you plan to wear tonight?” Once back in the cat and on the road, I asked.
 
“Ohh…I’ve something very…fun in mind for you tonight…” she teased, her hand landing on my leg.
 
“You really are my kryptonite…” I replied, swerving back into my lane after drifting a bit from her touch and words.
 
“And you’re mine…” she copied, her hand giving a gentle squeeze.
 
I drove wondering, which it would be, there were three more outfits she hadn’t tried on yet; but we had purchased, a Sweet Belle dress, her favorite Disney princess, a flapper dress and a naughty nun outfit. Each outfit had different fantasies spinning in my head at a high-speed pace. My cock stayed stiff the whole drive home.
 
 
 Chapter -09 Coming Soon

[reema4uhoney]

Chapter -09

 
 
Two hours later, dinner and dishes done, we were in the living room watching the news when Reema said “I’m going to call Mom…”
 
“Sure…” I replied, wondering if this role playing thing was a no-go tonight, as phone calls with her mother were not known for their brevity. Reema left, as she always went to the bedroom to chat with her Mother, and I flipped on the cricket game. Ten minutes later I heard Reema, the sound of heels on the hardwood floor and looked up to see the most beautiful sight I have ever laid eyes on. My wife Reema was dressed in an outfit I’d not seen earlier today. She had recreated herself as a 1950's goddess. Now there in front of me, slowly walking down the stairs one at a time, was my wife in a poodle skirt, the same dark pantyhose, which I assumed were crotch-less, a fluorescent pink blouse with two buttons already undone to showcase her perfect cleavage, two pigtails and a sucker in her mouth. Oh, how I badly wanted to be that sucker.
 
Once she reached me, she put one leg on the couch clearly presenting her pussy, surrounded by pantyhose, and quoted Grease “Tell me about it….stud….”
 
“I…I….you’re electrifying….” I stammered, rendered utterly speechless by my wife.
 
She straddled my lap and leaned in for a passionate kiss. We made out like horny teenagers, our tongues swirling inside each other’s mouths and our breathing heavy. Once she broke the kiss, she went to my ear and nibbled it while pulling off my shirt. Once off, she explored my neck and chest completely. Kissing, nibbling, and licking every crevice. Time stood still as she made love to my entire body. Eventually, she made it to below the waist and once she had my pants off, she continued the deep exploring. My legs, my feet, my ass were explored in complete depth, the whole time purposely ignoring my stiff cock. Unable to take it anymore, it was my turn to explore. I lifted her up and carried her to the bedroom and laid her on our king-sized bed. I wanted to fuck her in costume, so my exploration was limited to the uncovered parts of her luscious body. I spattered her neck with kisses; I teased her ear with my tongue; I massaged her arms gently; I slid to her feet and sucked each toe through the sheer nylon; I kissed and licked every inch of her pantyhose covered legs...everywhere but her glistening wet pussy.
 
Eventually, it was she who broke first “Please….I can’t last much longer….Fuck me…fuck me now….”
 
I wanted to be able to hold onto her pantyhose ankles so I demanded, showing a bit of dominance I usually don’t show “Get on all fours now…baby…”
 
“Hmmmm…I like a man who knows what he wants….” she moaned; quickly obeying my command. Getting behind her, I rubbed my cock on her pantyhose covered ass. It felt so good that I ended up teasing both me and Reema. She began pushing back pleading “Stop teasing me…..I need your cock in me so bad….”
 
Although I could have continued the slow tease forever, I obliged her request and slipped my cock easily inside her wet cunt. Once deep inside her warmth, I asked “So…since you are so horny and desperate to cum…I’m going to let you fuck me…”
 
She looked back slightly confused as I grabbed both her ankles. Catching onto my instructions, she smiled “Hold on cowboy…” Instantly, she leaned forward and then bounced back taking my cock deeper into her than I ever could if I was on top. Obviously the depth shocked her, as she let out a loud yelp. Once she got accustomed to my cock buried so deep in her, she began to bounce back and forth, riding my cock. Her moaning instantly began as did her heavy breathing. I watched her perfect pantyhose covered ass move back and forth as she desperately tried to bring herself to orgasm. As her moaning continued, her breathing got heavier and I knew she was going to cum soon. Yet, she didn’t. Her moans continued, eventually a few minutes later turning into whimpers as she attempted to come, but couldn't. It was so fucking hot and yet also somewhat amusing to watch her growing frustration.
 
Finally she said “I can’t come this way…I need to be on my back….”
 
“Beg…” I demanded something I’d never requested from her before.
 
She didn’t even blink an eye as she moaned “Oh….please fuck me…Fuck your little slut…make her cum…”
 
She had also never referred to herself as a slut, which had my cock twitch uncontrollably, still buried inside her. She obviously felt it as she moaned “Oh you like that do you…you like hearing your wife call herself a slut…a whore…your dirty plaything…” She moved allowing my cock to slip out of her as she continued “Do you want your slut to suck your cock?”
 
She crawled to my cock and looked up at me, waiting my answer. Realizing the role play was turning her on, I took control “Yes slut…I want your cock sucking mouth wrapped around my big cock…I want to see those ruby red whore lips swallow me whole…do a good job…maybe I’ll fuck that wet cunt of yours….” After saying cunt, I paused, knowing she despised that word.
 
I needn’t have worried as she deep-throated my cock and began sucking it like a porn star. I watched my beautiful wife, in pigtails slobbering all over my cock and decided it was time to get her off. I ordered “On your back…slut…”
 
She quickly fell onto her back and opened her pantyhose-clad legs. I positioned myself between those silk legs and ordered “Beg baby…beg for my hard cock…”
 
Looking deadly serious, her eyes boring into mine, she begged “Oh yes baby…shove that cock in my cunt…no your cunt …you own it…you call it what you want…”
 
So horny and the foreplay now officially over, I slipped my cock back inside her lava hot box. As soon as I entered her she got animated “Oh yes…fuck your slut…fuck her hard…”
 
I tried to oblige, going as fast and deep as I could, each thrust hitting her pelvis. Her moans echoed through the room as did her nasty words “Oh god yes…baby…harder baby…fuck my cunt like the slut I am…your slut…your sluuuuut…” Her legs tightened around me and pulled me in as her orgasm shuddered through her entire being. I sat there, lodged deep inside her, as the orgasm filled her with pure bliss. I knew from experience that once she cummed, my job was to just hold her until the orgasm had completely subsided. Time stood still as I watched my beautiful wife and her red cheeks as she tried to calm down her erratic breathing. Eventually, she released me from her cocoon and I rolled beside her. She looked at me, her smile unable to hide how great I had made her feel “That was fucking amazing….”

 
“Agreed….” I replied.
 
“Now it’s your turn…” she smiled, moving in to give me one of her amazing blowjobs.
 
I stopped her. “I want you to try something new…” I said.
 
“Reeeeeally…” she smiled, clearly ready to do whatever I asked.
 
“I want you to give me a foot-job…” I said.
 
“Hmmmmm….that’s a new one…” she said, laid me onto my back and then with a bit of struggle got my cock between the soles of her two pantyhose-clad feet. She slowly began to move her pantyhose-covered feet up and down on my cock. The feeling was so enthralling. Her silk covered feet were a new sensation of pleasure. As she got more comfortable, she began to get in a rhythm, not as fast as with her hand or mouth, but at a reasonable pace to get the juices flowing.
 
After a couple of minutes of this, she began to talk dirty again “Cum for me…baby….Shoot your cum all over your slut’s stocking feet…I want it…I want you cum on my feet…Cum baby…cum for me…cum for your slut….” Her dirty talk was the final push I needed to come and when she reached between her legs and began spanking her clit while she foot-fucked me I cum. I grunted, and watched as cum sprayed straight in the air and landed on her feet and our sheets. Once I was done cumming, she somehow pulled her foot up to her mouth and sucked cum into her mouth. It was so fucking hot. She repeated the obscene move with her other foot, smiling at me as she made a show of cleansing her foot of my cum. Once done, she shocked me one last time as she moved between my legs and retrieved cum that had landed on the sheets. It was so hot that my cock didn’t shrink as it should have as I watched Reema, dressed as a 50's innocent, sucking cum off the sheets like a complete slut.
 
Eventually, both exhausted, we collapsed together on our bed and, with my arms wrapped around her never wanting to let her go, we drifted into slumber.
 
 
 
Chapter -10 Coming Soon

[reema4uhoney]

Chapter -10

 
I woke up expecting some sort of hot kinky sex; but found the bed empty, I felt a surprising wave of disappointment to not see her in bed. I yawned and could hear music downstairs; so I grabbed my robe and made my way to the kitchen, I could smell the delicious aroma of bread omelet, once I reached the kitchen my morning got even better. Reema, naked except for her apron to cover her precious parts, was making bread omelet and making coffee. Breakfast had never been so sexy, she smiled, grabbed the coffee and sauntered over to me, leaned over to give me an ample peak at her firm breasts, and poured my coffee. Once my coffee was poured, she returned to the stove and finished making breakfast.

I sipped my coffee and just admired Reema and her determination to continue to make our marriage spontaneous. She finished the last of the bread omelet and made me a plate. She returned to the kitchen table and handed me a plate with omelet and toast.

“Good morning…this is an interactive breakfast…” she smiled and said.
“Interactive?” I asked confused. Then, without a word, she dropped to her knees, crawled under the table and took my cock in her mouth. Stunned, yet again, I took a bite of toast as my wife Reema slowly sucked my cock. I grabbed the sports section of the paper and checked the scores while I’d breakfast and got a slow blowjob. One of my dreams was to be watching football, with a beer in one hand, a plate with steak in front of me while Reema gave me the exact same luxurious blowjob. Reema pleasured my cock with such tenderness; I doubt I would have cum if we stayed in these positions for the whole day. I would have just continued to be in a perpetual state of pleasure. Alas, after fifteen minutes I was finished breakfast and decided my wife deserved some pleasure too. I said “Get up here…. baby….”

“Did you enjoy your breakfast?” She crawled out from underneath the table with a smile on her face and said.

“It was delicious…. very relaxing…but I think it’s time for you to have the same luxurious breakfast…” I replied.

“I already ate…” she replied, before adding to clarify “breakfast I mean…”

“Well, then I guess I should have dessert…” I smiled, lifting her onto the table and spreading her legs. I moved to her pussy and gave long, wide licks of her still dry pussy lips. The wetness soon came and I continued with long up and down strokes, eager to get her off. I felt her lean back and I was surprised when I saw a yellow banana in my face “Fuck me with this baby…while you suck my clit”

Not one to disagree with my wife's pleasure, I took the long, curved fruit and slipped it inside her now very damp pussy. Moving my head up a bit, I moved up and concentrated on her clit. Tentative at first with the fruit, I began to pump Reema’s pussy with it when she demanded “Fuck me….baby…fuck me fast…” As I obeyed her request, her breathing got heavier, and I knew the double pleasure of my mouth on her clit and the banana in her pussy was going to get her off soon. “Oh God yes…don’t stop baby…don’t you dare fucking stop…” she screamed as she got closer and seconds later exploded all over the make-shift fuck toy.

Taking charge, I let go of her clit, pulled out the banana, pulled her off the table, bent her over the table and slid my cock inside her just fucked pussy. She hadn’t even finished climaxing when I began to pound her from behind. Her loud moans continued with each thrust. “Oh yes…baby…fuck me…I want to feel your cum deep inside me…”

One of her hands held onto the table for grip while the other reached for the banana and she sucked her juices off the long, yellow fruit. The sight was hot, obscene and so out of character for Reema that it had my balls bubbling and three more hard deep thrusts was all I needed to fill her with my seed. I continued slow pumps into her as I finished my orgasm. Once spent, I fell back on my chair and Reema turned around peeled the banana and took a bite.

“You continue to surprise me…” I replied, watching her eat the banana that was just buried inside her. I know by peeling the fruit it was still clean and so forth, but it still seemed so naughty. Again foreshadowing even more naughtiness, she teased, finishing the banana “Oh baby…there is so much more to cum….and I definitely indeed meant the pun..” She sat on my lap, her wetness leaking onto my leg and leaned in for a sweet, soft kiss.

We both eventually unwrapped ourselves from our lust and got ready for work. As I drove to work forty-five minutes later, I knew I had the best wife in the world.
After yesterday’s morning sex, I went over 24 hours without any action. Last night, Reema worked late getting Ritika’s project ready and I packed and went to bed early. I was leaving for a two-day conference in Chennai. I was getting so used to her surprises, I expected some sort of action in the morning, or on the drive to the airport, but it was all business. Hugs, kisses, promises to call tonight.
 
The day itself was uneventful. A two-hour delay at the airport, a painfully bumpy flight and a stupidly expensive cab ride and I was in Chennai. That afternoon I did some shopping, bought Reema a couple of sweet she would love. I took a risk, buying her an expensive gold dress that I was sure she would love. Although my track record at buying her clothing was spotty at best (the wrong size, unflattering colors, etc.), I was confident this was perfect.

I had a great dinner at an overpriced steakhouse and retreated to my room around 7:30. As I collapsed on my king-sized bed, I checked my phone for messages and learned it was dead. I grabbed a charger and plugged it in. I noticed three missed calls from Reema, one from Javad, a colleague, and five missed WhatsApp messages all from Reema:

The first one was while I was in the air.

Reema : Have a good flight...I saw you were delayed.

The second one came at around lunch.

Reema : I’m having a cucumber salad for lunch. What else can a cucumber be used for?

My cock twitched at that sexual innuendo. The third came near 6:00 pm.

Reema : I’m so horny right now...I’m going through withdrawal. 

I was too I realized my growing cock pointed out. The forth text was one hour ago.

Reema : Called you twice. Turn on your phone so I can turn you on.

Now fully erect, I checked the last message.

Reema : I found out what else a cucumber can be used for...too bad you didn’t answer my last call.

She wouldn't? Would she? A week ago, I would have said no, but now...hmmmm...maybe. I tried calling her back, but it was my turn to get no answer. I sighed and texted her.

Sorry baby, my phone died. Back at the hotel now. Probably just going to watch porn and wish you were here. 

Of course, I didn’t watch porn, I watched a football game. I was just dozing off when my cell rang. It was Reema.

“Hey, baby, how was your day?” she asked.

“A travel day. Long, frustrating and tiresome” I replied.

“Too bad I wasn’t there to make you feel better” she teased.

“Don’t start something you can’t finish…” I threatened.

“Hmmmm…is that a challenge?” she asked.

Unsure what she meant, I decided to play along, “Yes, it is.”

“Game on…Do you know what I’m wearing right now?” she replied.

“I’m going to go with a monkey suit” I joked.

"Haha….you pervert! That probably would turn you on…” she teased.

“Anything you wear turns me on, baby” I countered.

“You don’t have to suck up baby, you already have me.”

“Just stating the facts ma’am” I replied.

“Anyways, the answer to my simple question is absolutely nothing” she said.

“Hmmm…” I moaned, envisioning her on our bed naked, before adding “not even undergarments?”

“Nope…as naked as the day I was born…Question…” she replied.

“Yes…” I replied, used to her changing subjects randomly with one word: question.

“If I was to dyke out with someone else, who would you like it to be?”

“W-w-what?” I stammered.

“I think my question was pretty clear” she rebuked, teasing me.

Realizing there was no good answer to this question, I answered “I refuse to answer based on the reality that whoever I say could lead to dire consequences for me later.”

“Good call…but I already know the answer…” she teased.

“You do?” I asked.

“Savitha, correct?” she hypothesized, correctly.

“She would be a decent choice” I answered, remembering the waitress from The Flying Elephant restaurant.

“Hmmm…” she moaned into the phone, “that’s it Savitha…lick my pussy.”

“What?” I repeated like an imbecile.

Ignoring me, she continued “Oh fuck yes…Savitha…your tongue feels so good on my pussy….”

Briefly my mind wondered whether this was real or just role playing before I decided who cares and with my free hand struggled to release my growing cock. Her breathing increased and I knew that she indeed was having her pussy pleasured, although I assumed it was by her hand or toy. “Oh god Savitha…why didn’t we start doing this long time ago? Your face buried between my legs is fucking hot…”

I heard a muffled “I don't know” which confused me even more. I was pretty sure it was all just a fantasy, but there was just enough lingering doubt to confuse me. My free hand went to my cock as my wife Reema continued talking to me “Fuck Yash…Savitha, has my cunt so fucking wet…Too bad you weren’t here to watch...maybe join in….”

Deciding to play along, I said “Oh baby…if I was there I would do more than just watch….”

She moaned “Oh really, baby? What would you do? Shove your cock in my mouth while Savitha pleasured me? Push her out of the way and shove your big cock in me? Or would you fuck Savitha from behind, pounding her so hard her face was shoved deep inside my wet cunt?”

I couldn’t believe her words or her using the word cunt again. Her moans were increasing and I responded “I would shove my cock in Savitha’s mouth and get it nice and hard.”

“Hmmm…” she moaned “and then?”

Realizing she was getting turned on by my dirty talk, I continued “When I would have both you sluts on your knees, your tight asses high up for me, and I would go back and forth fucking each of your whore cunts.” Her moans continued as I got more detailed “I would do five quick strokes in you and then five in Savitha. I would do three more in you and three in Savitha. I would slap your ass while I buried my cock deep in Savitha and repay the favor when I buried my cock deep in your wet cunt.”

“Oh god….baby….keep talking…I’m close…” she moaned.

Deciding she wanted to be dominated verbally, I said “I would then throw Savitha onto her back, spread her legs wide and shove my cock in her. While I fucked her, I would order you to straddle her and lower your soaking wet cunt on her pretty face and pull your hair leading you to her clit. You would suck on her clit while your husband’s cock filled her cunt so completely.”

“Oh god…yes…baby…that is so fucking hot…” she moaned.

Knowing she was close, I went for the kill “I would keep drilling her, until I could no longer hold it and I would pull out and shoot my load all over your face, Reema, just as Savitha’s tongue got you off….”

“Aaaaaaah…” she screamed, clearly coming. I was right behind her as I shot a load of cum all over myself a few seconds later.

She heard my grunt and moaned “You coming too, baby?”

“Yessssss…” I grunted into the phone.

Silence suddenly filled the room except our heavy breathing from miles away. Finally, she spoke “Well, that was fun.”

“Indeed…it was…” I replied.

We talked for a few minutes and agreed that we probably wouldn’t have a chance to talk tomorrow. I was in a meeting from eight until at least five and that was followed by a dinner with a potential group of clients. We said our goodbyes and I finished watching sports highlights before hitting the hay.


 
Chapter -11 Coming Soon

[reema4uhoney]

Chapter -11


I arrived home around eight in the evening and once in the house I saw flower pedals on the floor. Now usually that is what a man does, but it was clear I was to follow them. I dropped my travel bag on the floor and followed the pedals that led, as expected, to our bedroom. As I approached the bedroom, I noticed it was dark except for the flicker of candles. I reached my door and was stunned to see Reema, on the bed, her legs in white stockings spread wide, and few strawberries were on the bed leading to her pussy which was covered in whipped cream.

“I hope you’re hungry…” She smiled and said.

“Famished…” I replied, reaching the bed and popping the first strawberry in my mouth. Between strawberries, I kissed her stocking-clad legs.

“I haven’t cum since the last time your cock was in me…” She moaned.

“Well…we better change that…” I replied, popping another strawberry in my mouth. I continued the slow kisses, deciding that tonight I was going to make love to her, not fuck her. The difference was subtle, but noticeable. I got to her thighs, where the stockings ended and her white flesh began, and popped the last strawberry in my mouth. She moaned loudly with anticipation when my lips touched her inner thigh.

“There are three more…” She said.

“Three more…What?” Confused, I asked.

“Strawberries…” she smiled devilishly.

I looked around and saw none, although I thought maybe there might be one in her whipped cream. Upon closer look, I saw none and said “No there aren’t….”

“Keep looking….” She said and smiled.

The light bulb suddenly went on. Reema had put strawberries inside her cunt. “Ohhhh…” I responded, letting her know I finally had caught on. I reached her whipped cream covered pussy and began to clean her. The whipped cream, mixed with her wetness, was a savory delight. Once I had licked her pussy area clean, I looked at her beautiful shaved pussy.
 
“I hope you’ve room for more…” She teased.

“Oh…I think I can find room…” I replied, slid a finger inside her and pulled out a strawberry. It was covered by her shine. I made sure we were making eye contact when I popped it in my mouth.
 
“Hmmm…that’s the best strawberry dip ever…” I said, and it was. I repeated the naughty strawberry retrieval a second time. When only one strawberry was left, I slowly pulled it out, which was a little tougher as it was deep inside her, and then instead of eating it, I brought it to Reema’s red lips.

She opened her mouth and ate the juice-covered strawberry. My erect cock accidentally hit her pussy and she twitched. Taking the moment as a sign, I slid my cock inside her and as our lips met, we made love. Our lips never parted while I slowly made love to my wife for an eternity. Twenty minutes turned into thirty, which turned into forty, before either of us was close to achieving orgasmic bliss. I finally broke the kiss and said “I want us to cum together baby….”

“Hmmm…me too…” she replied, and we both focused on making it happen. I began to fuck her faster, and her hand went to her clit. She rubbed herself furiously attempting to speed up her orgasm.

Feeling my balls beginning to boil and hearing her moaning getting closer to her orgasm, I asked “You close, baby?”

“Yes…just a few a few more hard thrusts…” she moaned loudly. I obliged and after five deep thrusts our mouths crashed together again. In unison, my cum and her juice collided and we moaned into each other’s mouths, euphoria hitting at the exact same time. At this moment we were not man and woman, we were two lovers becoming one. Nothing had ever been so sweet and pleasurable than this moment and we both knew it. We held on tight as our dual orgasms spread through our bodies before collapsing on the bed, drenched in sweat. “I love you” I said.

“I love you too…” she purred, my cock still in her. We stared into each other’s eyes for a couple of minutes, knowing just how special we were to each other.
 
 
 
 
From here Reema’s narration
 
 
 
The next day, Yash wanted to go out with a buddy of his, he asked me if I wanted to come, but I didn’t feel like socializing. Yash didn’t see the point in staying home, so he left without me at around 7:00 pm. I sat on the couch, watching TV. It didn’t take me long at all to start reflecting on events of the past few days. Sajid has 9 inches! He reaches so far inside me! And he was so good with his tongue, too. Not that Yash was bad; it was just the same thing. I couldn’t avoid the inevitable tingling that began in my pussy. I squeezed my legs together, trying to lose the feeling and calm down. I’d already decided that I would continue my relationship with Sajid, not that often because for one, I was getting attached to him.  I’d leave that long, hard cock alone for a few more days. Not have such a huge member ramming into me mercilessly for a little while longer. Well, maybe this weekend. Yes, this weekend I would let him have his way with me. Tomorrow I could do it. After work tomorrow, I would give myself to him. He would slide his monster cock into me, fill me up. His thick cock would stretch my pussy wide, and barely squeeze into me. My hand crept down to my jean shorts, and I couldn’t help but rub myself over the denim.

That’s it.

I picked up the phone and called Sajid. He was next door working and he was immediately hard when he heard my sexy voice on the other end. The innocent, friendly conversation that I’d planned did not turn out that way. It took me all of 2 minutes to invite him over. He eagerly accepted, and we got off the phone.

I was so horny, my panties were soaked and he hadn’t even got there yet!! 5 minutes later there was a knock on the door. I rushed to answer it wearing only a black pair of boxer shorts, and a black T-shirt. I was dressed for comfort, not planning on getting laid when I put them on. So consumed by thoughts of his big cock, I forgot to “pretty” herself up! Nonetheless, Sajid’s rock hard cock got even harder when he saw me. He stepped inside, shutting the door behind him, and slipped his arms around my waist. Our lips met in a passionate kiss, my tongue darting eagerly into his mouth as his hands cupped my soft ass. I pressed my small body against him, pleasure surging up my spine when I felt his bulging jeans against my stomach. I broke the kiss and took him by the hand.

I led him to my bedroom, led him to the end of my bed and I sat down before him. We had yet to say a word. My small hands fumbled with his button and zipper, and were soon pushing his jeans, along with his underwear, down his legs, freeing that beautiful 9 inch cock. Sajid stepped out of his clothes and tore off his shirt, becoming naked for me. I stared hungrily at his cock, and my tiny hand reached out to grab it. I slowly stroked it and he sighed. I leaned forward and my tongue snaked out and lapped at his bag lightly. I gently licked up his shaft, and my tongue circled his helmet. I slowly sunk the head of his cock into her mouth. My lips slid further down the shaft as I was able to take three quarters of his cock inside. He moaned, Sajid just could not believe that I hadn’t said a word to him! I began to bob my head back and forth on his crotch, sucking hard on his huge member.
 
‘Slurp…slurp…slurp….slurp…slurp…slurp…’I slurped loudly on Sajid’s dick, my soft lips gliding smoothly up and down his long rod. Sajid stood before me as I sucked ravenously on his oversized cock. My small hand cupped his balls, gently caressing them as my tongue licked at the head of his dick every time it withdrew. He placed his hands on the back of my head, guiding me as I gave him an incredible blowjob. He loved me! I was so hot; he couldn’t believe I was doing this to him! He was holding my hair back so he could watch my pretty face. My eyes were closed my lips snugly wrapped around his shaft, bobbing back and forth. I was still incredibly turned on, I knew my pussy was very moist, my panties must be soaked! I was starting to realize that I was addicted to it. That having this cock inside me every week wouldn’t be enough, that every few days wouldn’t be enough; even every day may not be enough! I enjoyed his cock so much I found myself thoroughly enjoying sucking on it. I found myself desperate to please him. That making him happy would make me happy. I loved swallowing cum, but I wanted to give him a show that I’d never given anyone, including Yash. Heart pounding, I put all my efforts into giving the best head ever. It did not take all that long to bring Sajid to the brink.

“I’m cumming…”  Sajid groaned. I bobbed my head two more times on his cock, making sure that he was at the point of no return, and then I pulled his cock out of my mouth with a loud ‘Slurp’. I looked at him, mouth wide open as I held his giant cock out before me, aiming it at my face. Sajid moaned, and I could feel his cock jerk in my hand. He watched a load of white cum fire hard out of his cock and land in a puddle on my forehead. I blinked as it barely missed my eye; I stroked his long cock as I felt his hot seed hit my face. Another shot fired out, this one shooting square in my mouth. Hot salty flavored cum landed on my tongue. My small hand stroked him slowly, and a river of cum gushed out the end. It didn’t really shoot with much power as much as it just kind of poured out. Some got on my chin, a lot got all over my small hand and wrist, and I got quite a bit on my black T-shirt. It was so thick the white goo stayed on top of my T-shirt, not sinking into the material.

Sajid watched as I squeezed more out the end of his cock, and then wrapped my lips around it, sucking his man juice dry. My small hand was stroking his organ towards my face, and every time my hand got to the end of his cock, I hit my chin with my hand. This got cum all over my chin, too! When I released his cock, his cock didn’t soften. Just looking at such a beautiful face, with his cum all over it made it easy for him to maintain a semi hard state. I blew his mind even further by licking his cream off of my hand. I wiped my chin with my hand, this time just wiping it into my tight boxer shorts. I’d a big, triumphant smile on my face.

“Did you like that?” were my first words.

“Oh God...Wow…” Sajid laughed in disbelief. I giggled, and then I pushed my boxers down my smooth, sexy legs, kicking them off quickly. My gorgeous pussy came into his view; I lay back on the bed.

“Your turn to do me…now…” I said with a giggle and a smirk. I opened my legs wide before him, hiding nothing. My perfect, tiny feet were flat on the bed far apart; my pussy was his for the taking.
 
Sajid was fully erect instantly. He knelt before me at the end of the bed and began kissing from my knee, up my soft inner thigh towards my treasure. The lovely scent of my womanhood hit his nostrils and he took it all in as he kissed my smooth, creamy white skin. He licked up the top of my leg, just beside my vagina. My heart was pounding as I watched him lick me just beside where I wanted to be licked. He kissed the quivering lips of my cunt, and I sucked in my breath as a wave of pleasure struck me. Sajid slid his tongue far into me, tasting me, licking the inner walls of my snatch. He sucked my lips into his mouth, and began to slowly run his tongue up and down them.

I slid my hand down my body, over my cum covered shirt, to hold his bald head between my thighs. “Ohhhh…” I sighed, my toes wiggling as I tried not to squirm. Sajid tongue teased my sensitive lips that he held in his mouth as I began to subtly writhe my crotch in his face. He released me, and slowly licked from the very bottom of my slit up to the top, gently nudging my clitoris. I gasped as pleasure fired throughout my body. My heart skipped a beat. He once again slid his tongue deep into my tunnel, wiggling it around inside me, just teasing me. I desperately needed either a good fuck, or have my clit licked, and he was doing neither, just making me want it more. Sajid kissed my swollen lips again while I breathed laboriously. His tongue snaked out and he lightly lapped at my clit. “Ohhhh…” I breathed again, legs subconsciously opening wider.

Sajid slid his hands under my ass, squeezing my soft ass cheeks. He sucked my clitoris into his mouth, holding it between his lips. His tongue rapidly licked over the button, shooting bolts of pleasure up my spine and throughout my body.  “Ohhh…” I moaned louder as I felt an orgasm approach. I began to writhe my cunt more vigorously in his face, my hand pushing him harder into my crotch as his tongue licked lightening quick over my sensitive clit. “Ohhhhhh…” I breathed, cumming. My thighs pressed together around his head and I raised my ass high off of the bed and into his face. My pussy pulsated around his tongue as I came violently. My entire body was on fire and everything else in the world was forgotten. The dim light of the lamp in the bedroom glinted off the ring on the finger of my left hand as it held his head between my thighs. Finally I released him, coming to my senses.

“Ohhh God…” I moaned, smiling down at him. Sajid kissed my cunt and crawled up the bed on top of me. I wrapped my arms around his neck, looking up at him as he reached down in between him and grabbed his cock. I kissed him, closing my eyes and sucking hard on his lips. I was breathing heavily into his mouth as he ran the fat head of his cock up and down the quivering lips of my cunt. He broke the kiss.

“Do you want this in you?” Sajid asked politely, with a smile.

“Sure!” I replied with a smile. Sajid held the swollen head at the entrance to my treasure and began to push forward. My tight lips parted for his rod and he slowly eased half of himself inside me.

“Mmmmmmm…” I moaned, eyes closing as I felt myself begin to fill up. My pussy warmed the top half of his cock, the bottom half still feeling the air of the bedroom. Sajid pulled out of my slick cunt slightly, and then pushed forward again. His entire cock slid into my vagina.

“Ohhhhh fuuuck…” I sighed as that sensation, the one where I felt full almost to bursting, hit me. Sajid held himself inside me and he looked at me. I opened my eyes and looked at him. I smiled and we kissed, tongues exploring as he remained deep inside my warmth. I was so horny that really needed to be fucked hard. His tongue felt nice, his huge cock in me felt amazing. I needed to feel that long hard cock sliding in and out of me as fast as possible. I broke the kiss, breathing heavily, looking at him. I was about to tell him to start moving when I heard the front door open and slam shut.

Sajid jumped off of me, hard cock waving back and forth with his sudden movement.

“In the closet…” I hissed. I scrambled back into my boxers as Sajid grabbed his clothes and hurried into the closet. I’d just pulled my boxers up over my ass and curled on the bed, feigning sleep and Sajid had just quietly shut the closet door behind him when Yash walked into the bedroom.

Yash saw me lying in bed, facing the other way. The light was still on and he could clearly see my beautiful body, the lovely shape of my beautiful ass could be seen in my skin tight boxers.

“Are you asleep Reema?” Yash asked. He had no idea that when he walked in the front door, Sajid’s cock was 9 inches inside my vagina.

“Mmmm…” I grumbled my reply, trying to calm my heart down. My pussy was tingling like mad. I found myself incredibly pissed off that my husband would interrupt me like that when I was getting laid!

“I’m just grabbing my wallet….we’re going to the bar…” Yash said.

“Well hurry the fuck up!” I thought, cunt aching to get fucked again. Yash grabbed his wallet off the dresser and leaned over the bed, his arm slipping around my stomach. I didn’t know it at the time but Yash arm was 2 inches beneath the thick glob of Sajid’s cum that remained on top of my shirt. Yash kissed my cheek and I turned my head, eyes still closed. Yash kissed my mouth, having no idea that less than 10 minutes earlier my mouth was wrapped around a thick cock, getting Sajid off. By the time Yash left, I was almost as angry as I was horny. I’d a wicked temper and for some reason, I lost it. I was pissed off, maybe it was how horny I was and my satisfaction was interrupted, but I was very pissed off and very horny. I got off the bed and poked my head out the door. Yash was gone.

I tore off my T-shirt angrily and threw cum covered material on the floor, revealing my beautiful boobs. My skin was creamy white; my nipples were rock hard as I was incredibly turned on. I pushed down my shorts, becoming completely naked as I ripped open the closet door. Inside was a naked, semi hard Sajid, who became instantly hard again at the sight of me naked before him. I grabbed him by the hand.

“Come on.” I commanded angrily, leading him out of the bedroom. “I want you to fuck me at the doorway.”

“What if he comes back?” Sajid protested as he followed me. He couldn’t help but stare at my sexy, naked ass as I walked in front of him.

“I don’t fuck care…he shouldn’t have interrupted us…it would serve him right…” I answered as we got to the front door.
 
“Now fuck me!” I ordered.

Sajid had never seen this side of me before and was caught off guard. But that was one command he would never disobey! He pressed me roughly against the door, his mouth covering mine. From behind him, I could not be seen. His large body covered mine completely as he shoved his tongue into my mouth. His hand reached down between my legs and he rubbed my slit. I was incredibly wet. “Mmmmmph.” I moaned into his mouth as his fingers rubbed my gash. He reached behind me, grabbing my ass and lifting me up along the door. I wrapped my short legs around his waist, locking my tiny feet behind him. He pushed his body down a little and then raised up, his fat cock piercing my entrance.
 
“Ohhhh…” I moaned, breaking the kiss as 3 inches of Sajid’s cock entered her wetness. He thrusted again and he was completely inside me, buried in my warmth.

“Ohhh yesss…” I sighed, eyes closed as I finally got that cock back inside me. Sajid held my beautiful ass in both hands and pressed me hard against the door. He began to slide in and out of me using long hard strokes.
 
“Unh…Unh….Mmmmm….Ssssss…Unh…” My moans were so loud that Yash wouldn’t even have to come back in to know what was going on. Anyone casually walking past our door would hear my cries. My feet were flailing behind his thrusting ass, desperately trying to lock around each other and pull him into me. I felt an orgasm on its way already, and my moans grew louder and higher pitched. In and out of me his long cock slid over and over my arms were around his neck, holding him tight as I got screwed by Sajid right against my front door just seconds after my husband walked out it.
 
“OHHHHH…” I came hard, helpless, at the mercy of this gigantic organ that was driving itself into me. I was so hot, and such a good fuck that normally Sajid would be cumming right now. Fortunately he had the pleasure of cumming all over my face earlier, and so had some longevity. He fucked me through my intense orgasm, but had to stop because his arms were getting tired. He pulled his cock out of me, and I felt so empty. He pushed me up against the bar of the kitchen and I bent over in front of him, resting my arms on the counter. My ass was so amazing he thought his heart would explode with desire. Round and perfect, creamy white skin; he fell to his knees behind me and began to rain kisses all over my bum. His hands were kneading the cheeks as he kissed all over them, closer and closer to my crack. My heart was pounding, I felt very wicked and I wanted to intensify that feeling. I found myself wanting him to fuck me up the ass.

I’d done that several times with Yash but Yash was smaller than the monster cock that Sajid wielded. I found myself a little scared of the size though, but it would not go away.

Sajid was thinking about the same thing, minus the fear. He loved my ass and aimed to fuck it someday. He hoped that day was today. His tongue snaked out and licked from one end of my slit to the other, causing me to gasp. Suddenly, he slipped his tongue into my pussy, burying his face in my ass.
 
“Ohhhhh…” I sighed, squirming before him as he tasted my juices. Sajid slowly licked up to the skin between my slit and my ass, and tingles of anticipation shot through me. He wasn’t sure how I’d react to him licking my asshole, so he just licked up close to it, spreading my ass cheeks with his hands, seeing if I would object. I sighed again, and he took that as permission to continue. His tongue slowly circled the tight hole of my anus, teasing me. I was all his, at his mercy. He slipped his tongue into my asshole as far as he could.

“Ohhhhh yessss…” was all I could say. Now I really wanted him in my ass. Or at least try. He was fucking my ass with his tongue, and my desire for more attention there grew to the extent that I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Do you want to fuck me up the ass, Sajid?” I breathed. He nearly shot cum into the air at my words.

“Oh God, yes!” he replied, eagerly. Sajid scrambled to his feet, standing behind me. He ran the head of his cock down the crack of my ass.

“You’re too big, Sajid…you need to get the Vaseline out of the bathroom” I said, Sajid practically ran to the bathroom, grabbed the jar, and was back in seconds. I remained bent over the counter. In fact, I bent over further, giving my beautiful ass completely to him. Sajid coated his finger with Vaseline, and slid it into my ass, lubing up the entrance.
 
“Ohhhhh…” I cried, feeling some pain but a lot of pleasure. And that was just his finger! He coated the head of his cock with the lubricant and positioned himself behind me. Sajid placed the head of his cock at the gateway to my anus, he pushed forward, and his thick head squeezed its way into my tight hole.

“Fuuuuck….” I moaned, wincing; my ass was stretched wider than ever, and it hurt. But bolts of pleasure shot up my body at the same time.
 
“Go slow.” I grunted. Sajid pulled the head out of my ass, and I suddenly felt relieved. Yet for some reason, I felt a huge need to have him back in there. Sajid eased himself back into my ass; this time pushing until 3 inches was inside me.
 
“Ohhhhhh….” I felt stretched so wide! I was gasping for breath. Sajid was so thick; my ass was gripping his cock like a vice. He began to slowly slide one third of his cock in and out of my asshole. Heart pounding, the pain eventually died down and I relaxed. The pleasure in my ass was immense, I was glad I let him in there.

Suddenly, Sajid slid 6 inches of his cock into my asshole. “UNH!” I grunted in pain. A bolt of pleasure shot through my body. I felt so full! I’d no idea that he wasn’t done yet! Now he began to fuck my ass with two thirds of his pole; 6 inches of his organ sliding in and out of my tight asshole. I was bent over before him, gritting my teeth as a thick cock slid in and out of my ass half a foot. This was Yash’s length, so it’s been done before to me, though not this thick.

After awhile, I was able to relax and truly enjoy it. An orgasm had been slowly creeping forward within me, and now that pain had eased off, it was creeping forward even faster. Now Sajid slid 7 inches in me, than 8. “UNH! UNH!” I cried out, each time he went deeper. The pain was back, but the pleasure was all consuming. His entire 9 inch cock slid inside my asshole, right there at the front door, and he held himself there, deep inside.

“Ohhhhh God you’re so big Sajid…!” I grunted. My pussy and ass were on fire, I was on the brink of what would be a huge orgasm. Now he began to slowly fuck my tight anus with his entire cock, lightly slapping against my ass cheeks with each thrust. They shook with each impact as he entered me so deep. An orgasm surged within me as he ass fucked me faster using long strokes.
 
 “UNH…UNH….SSSSsss…..MMMMMMmmmm….Uuuunnnhhhhh….” I moaned, heart pounding. I came; my entire body was in flames. My pussy convulsed and my asshole pulsated as Sajid drove his cock in and out of it. He could feel my ass squeezing and releasing his cock as he fucked it. When my orgasm subsided, I nearly collapsed in front of him. My legs could no longer hold me up, and my arms saved me.

“No more…” I breathed, “Please stop!” Sajid reluctantly pulled his manhood out of my loosened asshole.

“Carry me to the bedroom.” I ordered, too weak to walk there myself. Sajid scooped me up, naked, in his arms and carried me to the bedroom, setting me down in the bed. I lay there, on my husband Yash’s side of the bed, and opened my legs for Sajid. My eyes were on his huge member as he got on the bed and knelt between my legs. My chest was heaving as I tried to catch my breath, my cunt was aching with desire, and my ass was still buzzing from the cock that was ramming in and out of it. Sajid grabbed his cock and aimed at my treasure. My quivering pussy opened up for him, and sucked him inside all the way in one stroke.
 
“Ohhhhhh!” I moaned as my warmth enveloped him. I put my arms around his neck and he looked into my eyes as he began to slide his hard organ in and out of me at a steady pace. I was in heaven, having such a large cock slide in and out of my needy, hungry vagina as I lay on my husband’s side of the bed. My eyes were closed in ecstasy and my eyebrows were raised. My tits were bouncing up and down with each of his thrusts, and my moans could be heard throughout the house. Finally, Sajid could take no more. He was losing it. He began to ram violently in and out of me, carrying me to an orgasm right along with him.

“Unh…Unh…Ooohhhh….SSSSS…Unh…Mmmmm….” I came, my moans were very high pitched, and my tiny feet were flailing in the air helplessly behind his thrusting ass. Sajid was jack hammering in and out of me while I came hard. He lost it, sliding his entire cock deep into my vagina. His cock spasmed and a thick stream of his seed fired into my womb. He moaned, shooting another load of cum inside me as my orgasm continued. He could not stop his cock from twitching inside me, I was so incredibly hot. He shot what must have been a river of cum into my hungry pussy; right there in the bed I shared with a man I was married to. Sajid could not believe his luck!

Finally, we both calmed down, and he kissed my tenderly, lips smacking loudly as I rubbed my crotch against his groin, trying to milk him of all his semen. He stayed inside me for 10 minutes as he grew soft, just kissing me, smiling, talking. Sajid slid out of me and got dressed. I could feel his cum, mingled with my juices, flow out of me and onto Yash’s side of the bed. I stayed in that position for awhile, even after Sajid left. Naked, legs wide, cum dripping out of me until there was a pool on his side of the bed. Finally, I slipped on some panties and turned off the light, going to sleep.

An hour later, Yash came home, very drunk. He was too drunk to really notice. He caressed the side of my soft body as he kissed me goodnight. He had no idea that if he caressed down to my crotch, he would find my panties very wet as they absorbed even more of Sajid’s cum.


Chapter -12 Coming Soon

[reema4uhoney]

Chapter -12 (Sajid & Savitri)

 
 
Next day I decided to visit the neighbor house where Sajid used to work to tease him. As soon as I entered the neighbor house and looked around for any sign of movement. There was none. I then remembered that Sajid used to work in the first floor, so, I walked through the stairs leading to the first floor. I saw the room where Sajid used to work and slowly started walking towards it. As I got closer to the room, I saw that the door of the room was closed. Perhaps Sajid had left to bring some materials. As I was about to turn back and leave, I heard a faint noise coming from the room; I turned back and tried to listen hard, I heard it again but couldn’t clearly make out whom or what was making that noise. I slowly walked over to the room and placed my ear on the door of the room. Now the voice was a little clearer and it sounded like someone was moaning or perhaps crying.

I wanted to investigate further, so I walked around the room quietly to find a window and soon found one. I hid below the window and slowly raised my head, just enough to peep inside the room. The sight that I saw almost made me scream but I somehow managed to control myself and duck down. “Was it really happening?” I thought. I again raised my head to peep and this time I continued watching. Sajid was standing in the middle of the room, buck naked and Savitri was on her knees sucking his cock. Sajid was holding her head and driving his cock into her mouth, whereas Savitri was just holding on to his thighs and taking his oral onslaught. Savitri was wearing a couple of bangles on her left hand which made a clinging noise every time she moved. She was wearing an anklet on her left leg and her right leg was hidden from me. I saw Sajid’s jumpsuit, and his briefs lying at his side whereas Savitri’s sari and her undergarments were lying in one corner of the room.

My eyes were soon focused on Savitri’s mouth as I watched in awe as Sajid’s cock went in and out of her mouth. Sajid was fucking her mouth roughly; Sajid held on to Savitri’s head as he drove his cock in and out of her mouth really fast and Savitri would gag after every couple of strokes. Sajid had closed his eyes and had thrown his head back and was panting as Savitri sucked his cock. Savitri also had her eyes closed and was clearly enjoying being treated so roughly by Sajid. The scene in front of me was just too much to handle and I gently put my hand inside my pants and started flicking my clit. Sajid kept hammering Savitri’s mouth and the balls made a slapping sound as they slapped against Savitri chin. Savitri then took her right hand over to her pussy and started fingering herself. She was soon furiously fingering her pussy and sucking Sajid’s cock and her shivering body made it very clear that she was going to cum. As Savitri body shook violently, Sajid let her go and she just collapsed on the ground, screaming in pleasure, still fingering herself. She just had an orgasm and that too a massive one. I just kept staring as Savitri kept arching her back and moaning, as if she was being electrocuted rather than Cumming.

Savitri shook and shivered like that for close to a minute before calming down, she took the fingers out of her pussy and put them into her mouth. As she lay still, my attention went back to Sajid, he was standing a couple of feet away from Savitri, stroking his cock and enjoying the view. Once Savitri was done with her orgasm, she tried to get back on her feet but the sheer magnitude of the orgasm prevented her from standing up. Sajid grabbed her arm and pulled her back on her feet and into his arms. He squeezed her boobs really hard, making her squeal. He lowered his head on to her right breast and started biting the nipple. Savitri closed her eyes and ran her hand through Sajid hair and moaned loudly as she enjoyed being manhandled by Sajid. After a couple of minutes, Sajid pushed Savitri away and started walking over to the table. He opened a drawer and took out a condom.

In the meanwhile, Savitri sat on the couch and spread her legs wide, waiting eagerly for Sajid, Sajid walked over to her and stood by the couch. He tore open the condom pack and quickly wore the condom over his cock. He kneeled down at the edge of the couch and pulled Savitri closer to the edge. His cock was now touching her pussy and he rubbed it a couple of times on the pussy before shoving it in one stroke. Savitri screamed as Sajid’s cock was buried to the hilt inside her. Sajid didn’t wait for her pussy to get adjusted to his cock and straight away started pounding her pussy. Savitri’s screams soon turned into moans of pleasure as Sajid kept pummeling her pussy. He held on to her waist and kept fucking her hard. Sajid kept fucking her for several minutes, occasionally squeezing her breasts and bending over to suck and bite them. After a while he stood up and placed his left knee on the couch and shoved his cock back into her pussy and resumed fucking her.

In the mean time I’d an orgasm and another one was fast approaching. My fingers were driving in and out of my pussy really fast. I closed my eyes and bit my lip hard, trying to prevent myself from screaming. A few seconds later, the orgasm hit me. My legs went numb and I just collapsed on the floor. I opened my eyes after the orgasm was over and again raised my head over the window. By now Savitri was sitting up on the couch and was back to sucking Sajid’s cock. After a few seconds Sajid moaned loudly and started spraying his seed all over Savitri’s face. Within seconds her face was covered with cum and a few strands landed on her hair. Once he was done Cumming, Sajid just sat on the couch catching his breath while Savitri had almost passed out. Sajid’s cock was rapidly losing erection, and was shining from all the saliva and cum and it looked magnificent.

A few minutes later Sajid got up and walked over the table. He threw a towel lying on the table towards Savitri. Savitri then walked over to collect her clothes. Sajid by then started dressing up and I realized that it was time to scoot from here. I tip toed around the room and then gathered pace as I walked away from the room. As I was about to turn around the corner, my hand hit something and it fell to the floor making a loud noise. The empty and open house amplified the sound and startled me. I stopped and looked down and saw that a large spanner had fallen on the floor. I immediately turned back and started walking, within seconds I was in my front gate, as I was opening my front gate; I saw Sajid standing at the window, staring at me. I hurriedly got into the house and closed the door. I just stood still against the door trying to normalize my breathing. I closed my eyes and the whole scene flashed before me. I opened my eyes and ran towards the bathroom. I washed my face with cold water for several minutes before I calmed down a little and walked back into the bedroom.
 
 
Chapter -13 Coming Soon

[reema4uhoney]

Chapter -13  (Sajid & Me, little of Yash)

 
 
After watching Sajid fucking Savitri I was turned on. I decided to change my clothes and get into something comfortable. My panties were still wet from the orgasms I’d in the garage, it had left a small wet spot on my jeans too. I took off my jeans and top and threw them in the laundry basket. I opened my cupboard and took out a T shirt and pair of shorts and kept them on the bed. I went over to the dressing table to comb my hair. As I was combing my hair, I started thinking about Sajid again.

I threw the comb away and fell on the bed. I closed my eyes, trying to remove all such thoughts from my head but it was like the whole scene was embossed in my memory. As I thought more and more about Sajid, I started fingering myself again. In no time I was moaning to a massive orgasm. As the orgasm ended, I just laid still with my eyes closed shut. A few minutes later, I heard a car pull up in to the drive way. I knew it was Yash. I’d to have him. I needed a cock in me right now! I walked into the living room and I heard the latch of the door turning around.

“Reema...I am home honeyyy...” Yash said as he looked at me half naked standing in the hallway. I just didn’t say anything and ran towards him and jumped on him.

“Whaoo!” Yash yelled before falling on the floor with me on top of him. I just didn’t let him talk anymore as I’d my mouth on his. Yash was too shocked to respond for a few seconds but the man inside him bounced back and he started kissing me back. We were lying on the floor, in the living room, right next to the door and were hungrily devouring each other. I got off Yash and pulled him up. I grabbed his tie and started walking towards the bedroom. Yash dropped his brief case on the floor and dumbly followed me.

“Ree...what’s this?” Yash asked.
 
“Remember…our whirlwind sexual pleasure…now shut up and follow me…” I said as pulled him inside the bedroom and pushed him on the bed. I stood in front of him and took of my bra and my panties before kneeling down in front of him. I pulled the shoes off his feet and threw them away. I then untied the belt of his trousers and started taking off his pants. As soon as the pants were off, I grabbed his cock and put it into my mouth.

“Aahh...” Yash moaned I sucked on his cock hard.

“Fuck my mouth…” I said to him.

“What?” Yash asked.

“I said...fuck my mouth…mouth fuck me…” I almost screamed at him. Yash stood up and started fucking my mouth. He fucked my mouth for a couple of more minutes before I pushed him back on to the bed.

Yash was lying on the bed still wearing his suit, shirt and his tie. I climbed on top of him. I held his cock with my left hand and placed it at my pussy. I slowly sat on his cock and sighed as finally; I’d my pussy stuffed. The relief and the pleasure I felt was amazing. I got into a squatting position and started jumping on his cock. The whole bed shook and creaked violently as I jumped harder and faster on Yash’s cock. I squeezed my breasts and moaned loudly as Yash cock drove deeper into my pussy.

I was so turned on, even after Cumming three times, that I orgasmed within a couple of minutes.

My screams pushed Yash off the edge too and he came deep inside me. I collapsed on him and he wrapped his arms around me and hugged me tight. We just lay there, not speaking a word to each other, trying hard to catch our breaths. I rolled over him to his side and rested my head on his arm. Finally, after a few minutes, I opened my mouth to speak.


“So... what’s new?” I asked.

“Well...you tell me...what the hell was that?” Yash asked.

“You didn’t like it?” I asked back.

“Did you hear me complain?” Yash replied. I giggled at him and hugged him tight.
 
“I told you as long as you’re with me…you’ll enjoy our whirlwind sexual pleasure…” I said. We soon stopped talking and my eyes started closing as I drifted into sleep. After a short nap of passionate love making, I woke up to see Yash packing his clothes in a bag. I was naked under the sheets. I covered my breasts as I sat up and looked at the clock on the side table.

“Good evening honey…” Yash said, smiling at me.

“Good evening. I am sorry…slept too long…”  I said, still a little sleepy.

“Don’t worry dear…after all, you did all the hard work...he he...” Yash giggled as he continued stuffing clothes in his suitcase.

“Why’re you packing your bags?” I asked.

“You didn’t let me tell you…I’m going to Chennai tonight for the Pan India Zonal Manager’s conference…” Yash said as he closed the zip of his bag.

“Ohhh...when will you return?” I asked.

“Around Friday…I’m sorry Reema…you know how my work schedule is in the year end…I promise I’ll take you on Goa tour soon…” Yash said as he sat close to me. I rested my head on his shoulder and Yash kissed me on the head. We sat like that for a while before I pulled of the sheet off my body and got off the bed.

“Let me make up a hot cup of coffee….” I said as I started walking towards the kitchen, buck naked.

Yash left that night and I was at home, wondering about what happened in the morning. I saw my maid Savitri getting fucked by my lover Sajid. Savitri was having an affair with Sajid…when she saw me with Sajid…she knew soon Sajid will have me…feeling insecure she warned me to stay away from Sajid. Next day as I was returning from dropping Ritika at college, I met Sajid.  
 
“Saw your husband leaving yesterday…” Sajid said.
 
“Yes…he went to Chennai for a conference…” I replied.
 
“Let me take you for a ride…” Sajid said.
 
“You know how to drive a car…” I asked.
 
“Yes…indeed…there is lot of things you don’t know about me…” Sajid replied.
 
I step out of the car and Sajid got into the driver’s seat and I sat next to him; Sajid hit the road. After clearing several blocks, Sajid took the highway. As he sped on the highway, I sat, still and quiet, my hand on my knees staring down the road. Sajid was looking more at me and less at the road and I pointed it out to him.

“You’re so beautiful…just can’t take my eyes off you…” Sajid said with a naughty smile.

Now we were well outside the city and were on the intercity highway. After staying quite for a while, Sajid spoke “Did you enjoy yesterday’s show?”

“What are you talking about….I’ve no clue…what are you talking about? ” I said, feigning innocence.

“Don’t lie Reema…the look on your face…just tells me that you saw me with Savitri yesterday…” Sajid replied.

“Savitri may be your maid…but she too had her needs…I just couldn’t bear to see a lonely…helpless young woman…so I decided to look after her needs…” Sajid said with a smile.

“Ohh…so that’s how you take care of Savitri…by fucking them mercilessly?” I said.

“Hahahaha...so the cat is finally out of the bag...I knew you saw me yesterday…” Sajid said and laughed loudly.

“Well…that’s my style…and you to love my style…” Sajid said as he gently caressed my thighs. I shivered in excitement as he ran his large palm over my thighs. My cheeks turned red with his slight touch. Sajid immediately pulled the car off the highway over to a road away from the highway. I knew this road; it was an old state highway project which was stalled due to protests and was left incomplete after a court stay order. As we drove over the road, the number of buildings reduced to a point where there was nothing around. After years of neglect, the road had worn out and there was thick vegetation around. Sajid stopped the car after a while and got out of the car and stood in front of the bonnet. I got out of the car, closed the door and stood with my back against the car door.
 
“Let me see your boobs now…” Sajid said coming near to me with a wicked smile on his face.

“What do you mean…here…in the middle of the road…” I asked.

“Yes…here…I’ve wanted to do this for a long time…none of my wife agrees to my fantasy…there is no one around to disturb us…what you say Reema…can I see your delicious beautiful boobs now…” Sajid said as he caught my hand and rubbed my palms gently. I was too stunned to reply and just stared at him, in the meanwhile Sajid had brought his hands over to my breasts and was caressing them slowly but firmly.

My silence encouraged Sajid further, he grabbed my hair with his left hand and my arm with his right. He lowered his head and kissed me hard. He bit my lip and I moaned in his mouth. As he broke the kiss and withdrew, I saw blood on his lips but it wasn’t his, it was mine! My lips were bleeding; such was the ferocity of the kiss. He caught my wrists with his left hand and pulled the collar of my shirt with his right hand. He peeped inside for a few seconds and the said “Shall I…” Sajid then grabbed my left hand and placed it over his crotch. I gasped as I touched it. I started caressing it; I ran my hands over his bulge and squeezed it lightly.

By then, Sajid had his hand inside my top and was fondling my bra clasped breasts. He was very rough and I would moan occasionally. I ran my hand down to his balls and grabbed them and squeezed them. Sajid then grabbed my top and began lifting it. I complied and raised my hands to allow him to pull it over my head and throw it over the roof of the car. He then got back to fondling my breasts. I looked down but saw his raging erection under his pants. I grabbed his crotch again and began caressing it. By now Sajid let go off my left hand and brought his left hand over to my breasts and started squeezing them. I, on the other hand, moved my hand behind him and grabbed his butt. I pulled him a closer till his crotch was rubbing against my mound.

Sajid lifted my face to face him and bent down to kiss me. This time, the kiss wasn’t rough, it was passionate. As Sajid munched my lips, my breathing got heavier and I kissed him back. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer. Sajid abruptly broke the kiss, turned me around and pushed me against the car door. He removed my hair clip and let my hair loose. He then kissed my shoulder and neck before pushing my hair over my right shoulder. He unhooked my bra and removed the straps off my shoulder. The white bra was caught between my breasts and the car window and refused to fall to the ground. Sajid then turned me around to face him and soon as he did that, the bra fell to the ground. To tease him I instinctively covered my breasts with my hands, Sajid wasn’t interested in my show of modesty and immediately removed my hands from my breasts and pinned them against the car door. He again kissed me hard, holding my hands tight against the car door leaving me no scope to cover myself.

After a few minutes of passionate kissing Sajid let me go. I stood silently as Sajid started at my heaving breasts. He then cupped them and fondled them for a while before lowering his mouth over my left breast.

“Aaah….ssss….” I moaned and sighed as Sajid clamped his mouth on my nipple and began sucking it. I held on to his waist and pulled him closer as he continued sucking my tit. He began squeezing my right breast with his right hand, intensifying the pleasure. A couple of minutes later, he moved his mouth over to my right breast and began sucking it. His left hand replaced his mouth at my left breast. He continued sucking and fondling my breasts for several minutes before squeezing them hard one last time. He then kneeled in front of me and began unhooking my jeans. I caught his hands, trying to avoid being naked on the road. But the attempt miserably failed when Sajid pushed aside my hands and I just let him continue without further resistance. It was as if time slowed down and everything moved in slow motion. I could hear the button click as it was opened and could hear the zipper as it was slowly dragged down. Sajid grabbed the jeans at my waist and started dragging them down. My white thong came into view as he dragged the jeans all the way down to my feet.

I gently stepped out of the jeans and stood there, right in the middle of nowhere, almost completely naked in front of Sajid. I was embarrassed and extremely turned on at the same time. I didn’t know what to do. Try to hide myself or to show myself to Sajid, Sajid ended the confusion by dragging down my thong as well.

“Hmmm…nice…” Sajid said as he inspected my clean shaven, naked pussy. It was the first time that I was naked outside the confines of a room. Sajid stood up and pulled me away from the car. I was now standing a few feet away from the car and he was walking around me checking my naked body which was on display in broad day light. He was passing all sorts of dirty comments which, far from offending me, were turning me on.

“You fulfill my fantasy…I was waiting for this day…the day when I can see someone like you naked in a street…” Sajid said as he kept walking around me.
 
“You’re born to be fucked…born to please me…get fucked by me…” Sajid said.

“Ohhh…your ass…it’s just perfect…” Sajid said and slapped my ass cheek hard.

“Aahh…” I moaned as Sajid landed another slap on my ass.

“You like it don’t you Reema?" Sajid asked as he slapped my ass again, this time harder than the previous ones.

“Ummm…” I moaned at being treated like a cheap slut.

Sajid stood behind me and grabbed my right breast with his right hand and caressed my pussy with his left hand. My pussy was leaking from all the hot taboo action that had happed in the last several minutes and he was quick to comment on it.

“Look your pussy is wet…you pretend to be very pious…but the fact is that you’re as slutty and kinky as any whore… don’t worry…I’ll take care of that pussy soon…” Sajid said as he flicked my clit a couple of times. He continued playing with my clit and my nipples for a few minutes, before I heard a car approaching. I looked down the road and saw a black sedan speeding towards us. I hurriedly broke away from Sajid and opened the door and was about to enter the car when Sajid grabbed me from behind and started fondling my boobs.


“Please…can’t you see the car coming towards us?” I pleaded miserably but Sajid didn’t listen. The car was now just a few hundred meters away from us when it started slowing down. I was shit scared and feared that the car would stop. The car slowed down and I could see its tinted glass rolled up. The driver of the car honked a couple of times and drove away from us.

“Whew…that was close….you’re fucking crazy?” I yelled at Sajid.

“Hahaha….you enjoyed it didn’t you?” Sajid said.

“No I didn’t…” I replied in anger.

“Ohh yes…you did…or else, why is this pussy leaking even more?” Sajid said as he pushed his finger inside my pussy.

“Aaah…” I moaned as Sajid fingered me. It was exciting to be caught in this state on the road but I just couldn’t admit it.

“Now let’s get into the car…” Sajid said and opened the back door of the car. He pushed me inside and I got in on my fours. He also got inside and was kneeling on the back seat behind me. He fondled and slapped my ass for a minute before he bent over and started kissing and licking my ass cheeks. I turned my head to look at him and pulled his head closer. He started licking my asshole and inserted his thick middle finger inside my pussy and started fingering me.

“You like that huh…you like my fingers inside your pussy?” Sajid said as he continued fingering me.

“Yeah…yes…don’t stop….” I said with great effort. Sajid started squeezing my boobs with his left hand as his right hand was busy fingering me and his tongue was busy on my asshole.

“Ohh…yeah…ohhh…” I moaned as Sajid fingered me faster and harder. The rimming was just adding to the effect and my orgasm was drawing close. My moans turned to screams as the orgasm, the biggest one of my life grew inside my pussy.

“Aahh…Mmmmm….Unh….Sssss….” I screamed as I orgasmed. I screamed so loudly that I thought the nearby villagers would come running to us. We were inside the car and the windows had been rolled up so I screamed without fear.
 
 
Chapter -14 Coming Soon

[reema4uhoney]

Chapter -14 Sajid, Me and the watchers

 
(Sorry guy, for delay in updating...but I promised that you'll will enjoy the delay...updating four episodes so you all can enjoy.... love Reema) 
 
 
Once the orgasm ended, I was still on my fours on the back seat of my car. I heard a zipper being opened. I looked back at Sajid and he was pulling down his pants. He was ready to fuck me right inside my car but I couldn’t risk continuing this. The black sedan was a close call and someone could show up or worse, call the security officer. I didn’t want to get caught in such a situation.

“Sajid…No…not here…I don’t want to do this in open now…” I said.

“You mean you’ll do it some other time…” Sajid chuckled.

“Maybe yes…but not now…” I turned around and pulled him close and whispered into his ears, before sucking on his ear lobe. Sajid moaned and kissed me. As our tongues duelled furiously, Sajid inserted a couple of his thick fingers inside my pussy and wiggled them a few times before bringing them over my lips. He smeared my own juices over my lips and then sucked his fingers. I licked my lips, tasting the salty, tangy juices of my own body. I pulled his hand and inserted his slick fingers inside my mouth and began sucking them. I sucked his fingers like sucking a cock, bobbing my head forwards and backwards, signalling my intent.

“Let’s go now…” I said as I removed his fingers from my mouth.

“I know a right place for you…you’ll enjoy there more…” Sajid winked before getting out of the car. He grabbed my clothes, some of which were on the roof of the car and some were lying in the dirt next to it. He threw my clothes at me before removing a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lighting one. I didn’t bother to wear my bra and threw it aside before wearing my shirt. Sajid was staring at me, puffing plumes of cigarette smoke as I wore my clothes. I grabbed my panties and found them to be very wet. There was no use wearing them, I thought before tossing them aside as well.

As I was about to wear my pants, Sajid stopped me and said “No…No…you’re not going to wear them now…”

“What…you expect me to drive around bottomless?” I said in shock.

“Well…yes…I want some entertainment as we drive back.” Sajid replied as he pulled jeans out of my hands and walked over to the driver’s seat and got inside the car. I sighed and sat next to him, Sajid started the car and turned it around and soon we were on the highway. My discomfort at sitting half naked inside my own car was gone once I realized that I was in relatively safe position. The car had dark tinted windows on the side glasses which prevented anyone from seeing inside and anyone seeing me through the windscreen wouldn’t be able see my naked lower half, thanks to the high rising dashboard. The only way of seeing me in that state was that if the car stopped and someone deliberately peeped through the tinted windows but that was almost impossible considering that it was a hot march afternoon in the sparsely populated suburbs. As the car hit the highway in top gear, Sajid resumed his antics. He caressed my thigh with his left hand for a while before going for the honey pot. I shivered and sighed as Sajid flicked my clit with his thick, raspy fingers. I reclined my seat and spread my legs and let him finger me.

“How you came to know that I was watching you fucking Savitri?” I asked him as caressed his bulge with my right hand.

“I was not sure…I just guess it…just a wild guess…” Sajid replied as his fingering got faster.

“So…don’t you’ve any objection…me fucking your maid Savitri….” Sajid asked.

“Why should I’ve objection…I’m not your Begam (wife) to have objection…” I moaned as I closed my eyes, waiting another orgasm to hit me. The images of that day flashed in front of my eyes again, I moaned loudly and came. A few minutes later we were now nearing my house. Sajid turned the car into the lane and then drove it into the parking lot of the neighbour house where he was working. As we drove to the garage, I realized that no one was around.

“There is no-one around, right?” I asked just to make sure.

“It’s just you and me here right now…” Sajid replied before stopping the car. He got out of the car and closed the door before walking over to my side and opened the door. I was still cautious and looked around, just to be sure that we were alone in the garage.

“Don’t worry Reema…we’re alone here…others are away for the afternoon…no-one will be disturbing us…” Sajid said as he held my hand and gently pulled me out of the car. I stepped out of the car holding his hand and we slowly walked over to the room where he was working. I entered inside before Sajid and walked over to the table, Sajid began walking towards me. As he walked slowly, he pulled his T shirt over his head and threw it on the couch near him. He was now standing just a couple of feet away from me, in a white vest and a blue denim where as I was in a blue top with nothing underneath. I stepped closer to him and ran my hands over his chest. I pulled his vest over his head and threw it on the couch. I shivered as I gently ran my hand over his hairy chest, I flicked and lightly pinched his nipples to which Sajid moaned a little. I ran my hands over his tight stomach and his waist before again going up his arms over to his shoulders.

I rubbed his shoulders for a few moments before locking my hands behind his neck and pulling him over for a kiss. Sajid bent down and brought his lips over to meet mine. As soon as I opened my mouth, his tongue sneaked in and met my tongue. Sajid wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me closer to him. As I went into his arms, our kiss intensified and our breathing got heavier. Sajid broke the kiss and stared at me for a second before I pulled him back. He was an excellent kisser and his kiss itself made me weak in the knees. The sudden rush of excitement triggered by the kiss made me dizzy. We broke the kiss for just a second as I pulled my shirt over my head and threw it on the floor before kissing him back. I was standing on my toes kissing him, when he suddenly grabbed my ass with his large hands. Without breaking the kiss, he lifted me off the ground and I was now at his eye level. I wrapped my legs around his waist and continued kissing him. I could feel his denim covered cock rubbing against my pussy, making me moan lightly. Sajid was squeezing my ass roughly, making me moan in his mouth.

Sajid broke the kiss and lowered his head over my breasts and started biting my nipples. I threw my head back and pushed my chest forward to allow him more access to my soft but sensitive boobs.

“Aahahhh….ohhh…Sajjjjiiiiddddd….” I moaned as I closed my eyes, enjoying the insensitive treatment meted out to my extra sensitive nipples.

“Reema…Your tits are the best…I’ve ever had…I just want to keep biting them all day long…” Sajid said before going back to sucking my boobs. I was hanging in mid-air; my legs wrapped around his waist, getting my breasts mauled by him; my pussy leaking like a faucet. I started grinding my pussy against his bulge and soon Sajid reciprocated. As I was being dry humped mid-air, Sajid moved over from my breasts, kissing all the way from the top of the breast over the collar bond before settling on my neck. He kissed and licked my nape before I grabbed his hair and pulled him for a kiss. As we kissed, he walked behind the table and placed me on a large, black office chair. I spread my legs and placed them on the arms of the chair and my pussy was exposed.

Sajid kneeled in front of me and placed light kisses on my thighs. He started kissing and licking my thighs, slowly moving over to my pussy. I felt his warm breath on my pussy as his face hovered over it. He gently flicked my clit with his tongue, sending jolts of raw pleasure all over my body. He flicked my clit for couple of more times before he clamped his mouth over it and began sucking it.

“Ohhh….Sssssss…..” I moaned as Sajid sucked hard on my clit. Sajid spread my nether lips with his fingers before licking all over the length of the pussy. He repeated it for a few times before inserting in thick middle finger inside my pussy and began fingering me. At the same time, he also sucked on my clit. I arched my back and screamed in pleasure as he played with my pussy. He drove his raspy tongue inside my pussy hole intensifying the pleasure. I grabbed his head and pulled him more into me. I bucked and moaned as he continued devouring my pussy and as my orgasm got closer, I moaned and screamed feverishly. He brought his hands over to my boobs and began squeezing them. He pinched and flicked my nipples roughly as he continued his oral assault on my pussy. He then shoved his left index finger inside my mouth and I began sucking it. I could taste my own juices on his fingers, I sucked his fingers; all the while thinking of his cock.

“Aaahhh….Don’t stop…Ohhhh…” I bucked and shivered wildly when the orgasm hit me. It was perhaps the biggest one I had till now. I had never screamed like this before in my life. In just a couple of minutes, Sajid had made me cum so wildly. I kept shivering from the aftershocks of the orgasm for a couple of minutes and he by then had backed off and was standing near me. As I gathered myself after the orgasm, I looked at his crotch. Sajid noticed that and stood in front of me. He pulled the chair closer to him so that I was barely a half foot away from him, he rested his butt on the edge of the table and I got busy loosening his belt. Once the belt came off, I popped the button open and pulled the zipper down.

“It’s my turn now…” I said and giggled before digging my fingers inside his jeans and pulling it down along with his underwear to his knees. As soon as the jeans came down, his cock sprung out. The magnificent specimen of manhood was now right in front of my eyes, barely and inch away from my lips. His 9 inches cock. It had a thick but neatly trimmed bush of pubic hair around its base. The dark foreskin had retracted a little, displaying the large mushroom like cockhead underneath. The pink cock head shinned with a layer of precum oozing from its slit. The thick shaft led to a pair of massive balls which hung majestically under the cock. I gently cupped the balls with my right hand and wrapped my left hand around the shaft. I ran my hands over the cock, gauging its firmness and weighing the balls. I bent down and kissed the cock head before licking it. I licked the precum off it and tasted it. I then took the cock head inside my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. I could feel the firmness of his cock inside my mouth. Sajid closed his eyes and started moaning lightly. The look on his face was enough to turn me on further and suck his cock feverishly.

I lashed out my tongue on the slit a few times before licking the entire shaft and sucking on the cock head again. I bent a little lower and gobbled up his balls. The feeling of his heavy balls in my mouth was amazing. I sucked on his balls one by one before focusing back on the cockhead. I bobbed my head slowly as I tried to take more of him inside my mouth. The musty, pungent scent of his cock was arousing me further. After a couple of minutes of sucking his cock, I took it out of my mouth and looked at him.

“Fuck my mouth…fuck me…” I said as I looked him in the eyes. Sajid smiled wickedly as he stepped out of his pants getting naked completely. I gave his cock one final suck before getting off the chair. We were standing behind the table which did not give us enough space to do what we intended to. So, we walked away from the table towards the open space near the couch. I grabbed a pen lying on the table and tied my hair in a bun. I took a cushion from the couch and threw it on the floor before kneeling on it. Sajid stood in front of me with his cock right in front of me. He grabbed my head with both his hands before pushing his cock towards my mouth. I opened my mouth wide to accept his giant hog and soon it was inside. He shoved his entire cock inside my mouth in the very first stroke. I gagged and withdrew immediately but I wasn’t done. I again took him inside me and this time, I relaxed my throat and let his cock slide down my throat. Sajid started off with slow but long strokes. At first, he shoved only half his cock inside. The cock head would slowly disappear into my mouth, passing the jaw, sliding on my tongue and touching the back of my throat before sliding all the way out.
 
Sajid would pull out entirely before pushing it back into my wide-open mouth. The slow stroking allowed me to relax my throat completely and allow his cock deeper penetration of my mouth. He pressed my cheeks with his hands, making my mouth feel tighter around his cock.

“Your mouth feels so good…Reema…” Sajid moaned as his cock slid in deeper and deeper with each stroke. I wrapped my hands around his butt and tried taking him deeper. He by now had started fucking my mouth deeper and harder. He grabbed my head and started shoving his cock harder into my mouth. We soon settled into a rhythm; his massive balls struck against my chin with each powerful shove.

“Mmmppff...mmmpff....mmmpff…” I moaned as Sajid’s cock moved in and out of my mouth. He shoved his cock all the way inside my mouth, holding me back with his strong hands. His pubic hair was touching my nose and the huge cock head was almost choking me. He released me after a few seconds and resumed fucking my mouth. I was like a wanton whore and loving it; I grabbed his ball sack in my right hand and squeezed it hard making him moan loudly and fuck my mouth faster. My pussy was dripping wet and I didn’t need to touch myself to cum. The hot and heavy oral action was enough to make me cum. As I came for the fifth, perhaps the sixth time in the afternoon, Sajid let go off me and stepped back. I just collapsed to the ground, gasping for air. My eyes were watery from all the gagging and shoving and my jaw hurt like hell. Once I normalized, I crawled back at him and grabbed his cock and started stroking it. I gobbled it up once again, this time using my own blowjob technique.

“Can’t wait to feel your sweet pussy…” Sajid said as he groped my supple breasts with his strong hands. I walked over to the couch and got on it. I was on my fours, my hands resting at the top of the back rest, my knees on the couch and my feet hanging in the air. My ass was in the air and as I spread my legs, my wet shiny pussy came into view. Sajid walked over behind me and positioned his cock at my pussy entrance. He rubbed it along my pussy for a while before slowly inserting it inside.

“Aaaahhh…” I sighed as Sajid’s thick shaft stretched my pussy. Sajid slowly pushed his cock all the way inside my pussy and stopped. My pussy walls gripped his cock and began squeezing it. Sajid kept his cock buried to the hilt inside my pussy for a minute, before he slowly began withdrawing.

“Every time I enter your sweet pussy…I felt it tightness…” Sajid moaned as he slowly withdrew his cock all the way to the edge before shoving it roughly back inside.

“Aaaaahhh…” I gasped as I felt the full force of his cock. Sajid went all the way in again and began pulling it slowly after a few seconds. As he pulled back to the edge of my pussy, he grabbed my waist and then shoved it all the way back, making me gasp louder than before. He carried on his slow, long but forceful shoves into my pussy for a few times before he started fucking me with a steady pace of shorter strokes. I closed my eyes and sighed as I felt jolts of raw pleasure surge through my body, savouring each and every stroke. Sajid dug his fingers into my waist and continued fucking me.

“You love getting fucked by me…don’t you whore…” Sajid said as he slapped my ass really hard. I moaned loudly as he kept drilling my pussy. Sajid moved his right hand over to my right breast and began squeezing and pinching it; he brought his left hand over to my mouth and shoved a couple of his fingers inside, I sucked on his fingers as he continued fucking me and mauling my breasts. He stopped his stroking, compelling me to open my eyes and look back. I saw him placing his left feet on the couch and I realized that he was going for the kill. In this position, he was poised to fuck me harder, faster and deeper. He shoved his cock back inside my pussy and started fucking me again, but this time he was unstoppable.

He was like a piston of a high-power sports car, pistoning my well lubricated engine. My moans turned to screams as I gripped the couch tighter. My body shook violently as I endured the assault Sajid had mounted on my pussy and on my senses. My mind had blocked all that was around me and was focused only on the hard and fast drilling that I was receiving. All I could hear was the rapid but rhythmic ‘Splat…Splat…Splat’ noise that his gigantic balls made as they slapped against my wet, swollen pussy.
 
“Aaahhh….Oooohhhh….Ssssss….” I screamed as my orgasm hit me in just a matter of seconds. Sajid immediately slowed down his stroking but kept fucking my spasming pussy in slow and longer strokes which prolonged my orgasm. My mind was numb from such an intense orgasm and for a few seconds I’d no clue of what was going on but a hard slap on my ass brought me back.

“I’m not done yet…” Sajid said as he withdrew his cock from my pussy.

“Who said that I am done either?” I replied as I got off the couch. Sajid gave me a wicked smile and grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the table. He pushed me against the table such that now my torso was lying flat on the table and my ass was pointed towards him who was standing right behind me. My boobs were now pressed against the glass top of the table and the cold glass made my already hard nipples harder. He then placed his cock at my pussy entrance and shoved it back inside again. He grabbed my ass and resumed fucking me with the same fury that he did just a minute ago.

“Reema…I just don’t want to cum…I want to keep fucking you…Oooohhhh….” Sajid moaned.

“Yeeeaaahhhh…keep fucking me…Don’t stop…Aaaahhhh…” I yelled back at him.

“You’re going to get it…just wait for it…” Sajid replied as he increased his speed. He then grabbed my wrists and as my back arched, my chest rose in the air. My nipples were pointing straight towards the door. I closed my eyes as Sajid kept hammering my pussy hard and fast and in this position his cock penetrated deeper. I was moaning and panting as my pussy got a beating of its life. Beads of sweat dripped from my forehead on to the glass table.
 
I opened my eyes and saw Rasul and three others of Sajid’s co-worker standing in the door with wide eyes and naughty grin on their faces watching us.  
 
“Sajid stop…this is so embarrassing…they’re watching us…stop it…let me go…” I pleaded.

“Who is watching us…watching us doing what?” Sajid said, feigning innocence.
 
“You’re a freak…your co-workers are watching us doing this…” I yelled at Sajid.

“Don’t worry about them…they’ve watched me before also…” Sajid replied calmly as he continued fucking me, starting with slow leisurely stroke but picking up pace gradually. I was a bit awkward, watching Rasul and other smiling at me; it was a knowing smile, a smile that they even exchanged with one another. This had not been the first time they were smiling at me like this; in fact, they had started smiling at me soon after my sexual affair with Sajid started. Now my private sex affair had now become a public spectacle, I could see them standing there on the door rubbing their bulge over their pants; watching their co-worker Sajid and me fucking like rabbits.


After fucking me in that position for a few minutes, Sajid paused. He grabbed my left feet, folded it at the knee and placed on the table. He inserted his cock back inside my pussy and began stroking me steadily. The variation in speed was a welcome move as the rapid thrusting had almost knocked me out.

“Uuhh…Uhhh…Aahh…” I moaned as Sajid changed his gear to a higher pace. His steady stroking now got pacier before again slowing down. He varied the speed for several minutes before he pulled out the pen that was holding my hair together. As my hair flowed down, he grabbed and bunched them in his left hand, placed his right hand on my right shoulder and began fucking me violently. I heard a loud whistle which I instantly knew came from one of his co-workers watching us from outside. The whistle was followed by laughter from our audience. By now, I’d stopped pleading to Sajid to let me go and get out of this mess. But slowly the embarrassment had given way to arousal. I was reluctantly enjoying being watched. What a slut I am!!
 
“Aaaah…fuck…fuck me faster…faster…” I screamed as another orgasm hit me seconds later. Sajid immediately let me go and moved back. I just collapsed on the table, panting and moaning. I was in a state I’d never been before. This marathon fucking session had worked my body out more than it had in weeks in gym.
 
“Ustad tumne to iss rand ki hawa nikal di (Boss you’re fucked her brains out)…...” The remark was loud enough to be heard inside a room. It was obvious that the remark was made by one of the perverts watching us. I somehow managed to stand up but fell to the floor immediately and immediately assumed the fetal position. I was still breathing heavily and was completely dazed. I’d lost touch of time and the number of orgasms I’d. As I lay on the floor, trying really hard to keep my eyes open, I saw Sajid kneeling near me, he bent down and came closer to my face and said “Enjoying…I’m not done yet…”

My mind was screaming ‘No…No…’ but my body just pushed it aside when I said “Yessss…” Sajid smiled and then pushed me on my back. He picked up the couch cushion lying on the floor and lifted my body to place it under my ass. I spread my legs as he got between them. He bent down and spat on my pussy before spitting a large glob of saliva on his cock and placed it at my pussy hole. I was jolted back to reality from my delirious state when he shoved his cock into my pussy. He was back to where he had left, fucking me mercilessly; the only thing that changed was the position. I was lying on the floor, my legs locked around his waist, taking it like a whore; while Rasul and other three co-worker of Sajid watched.

After a while, Sajid placed my legs on his shoulder and bend forwards. My ass rose from the floor and his cock went deeper. He grabbed my tits for support and started fucking me in the same beastly manner that he had been all this while. As we stared into each other’s eyes, Sajid bent lower and kissed me. My legs were now almost touching my shoulder and it hurt like hell. I’d never done it before and I never thought I was capable of contorting body to such an extent. But the kiss was a huge relief from the madness that he had subjected me to and it was starkly contrasting to his fanatical fucking. He broke the kiss and looked up and closed his eyes. His strokes got erratic and he started sweating more than before. I knew what was coming next; my pussy could feel his cock twitching.

“Aaahhh...Take that...take my cum bitch…” Sajid screamed as he sat up, pulled out his cock and sprayed his spunk all over my body. The first jet of his thick, hot cum hit my face followed by a couple more before his cock ejected semen all over my torso. He continued spewing cum by vigorously stroking his cock, forcing more and more cum out of it. Once he was done Cumming, he collapsed on the floor right next to me. He was panting and moaning, still recovering from that eruption. I managed to open my eyes which were covered by globs of his cum to look down at my body. There was a little cum on my breast, a little on my upper abdomen and there was a pool of semen which went all the way from my navel right up to my pussy.

I tried to get up but just couldn’t muster the strength to stand up, Sajid helped me stand and started walking holding me in his arms, I was too exhausted to notice where he was going, soon I felt the warm breeze against my back; I immediately realized what was happening. I wanted to scream out but before I could Sajid stepped out of the room, I immediately hid my face on his shoulder, the embarrassment got worse with each passing moment. As I closed my eyes, trying to hide my face, I realized that it was useless, everyone could still see my naked back.
 
“What the fuck you bastards gawking at? Get back to work…” I heard Sajid’s thunderous voice, ordering them back to work.
 
“He is saying this now? Why didn’t he say this much earlier?” I thought as I heard a lot of footsteps walking away from us, Sajid again started walking and a few steps later, I heard a door creek open; I opened my eyes to see myself being taken inside the dark, dirty bathroom. We entered and stood under the shower. Sajid turned on the shower and the cold water started flowing down are bodies. He latched his lips on to mine and soon we were indulging in a sloppy deep kiss under the shower. He squeezed my ass hard a few times as we exchanged saliva under the shower. He let go off me and I slowly let my feet touch the wet floor. We got busy washing each other, exchanging a kiss here and there. He stepped out of the shower and dried himself with one of the towels. He tied the towel around his waist and walked out of the bathroom. I washed the dried cum stains off my body and cleaned my still convulsing pussy. After several minutes under the cold refreshing shower, I searched for the towel; but the towel was not there. Thinking that Rasul and other co-workers were busy in their work, I stepped out of the bathroom.
 
 
As soon as I did that, I found Rasul and other co-workers waiting there in the room, staring at me. Sajid was nowhere in sight and I was caught in an embarrassing situation again, I couldn’t walk back to the bathroom as one of the co-workers came running and stood between the bathroom door. Suddenly all of them starting clapping and laughing. Shit this was so embarrassing. I stood there with my head lowered and my eyes closed, trying to shut them all out. Suddenly the noise stopped and I looked up. Sajid was standing at the room door, dressed in a black T shirt and Jeans which accentuated his muscular body, holding a dry towel in his hands. Everyone else stood still and silent, watching him. Sajid came, pushed the guy near the bathroom door; the strong shove almost made that greasy shit ball fall to the ground.
 
“Don’t mess with her…she is all mine…unless I told you…if I found anyone leaking a word about us outside…I’ll beat him to death…is that clear…now get back to work…” Sajid said in thunderous voice, and then started wiping my body with the towel. As he finished wiping my body, I saw my clothes on the table and started wearing them. Without speaking a word, we walked to my house.

A few minutes later, Sajid was siting on my couch, as I prepared his coffee.
 
“I hope you liked our today session…” Sajid said sipping his coffee.
 
“You’re fucking freak…how could you let them watch us?” I said.
 
“Getting fucking while being watched…doesn’t that turned you more?” Sajid asked back.
 
“No…it doesn’t turn me…” I said, knowing that his co-workers were watching us had turned me more but I didn’t want to admit it.
 
“Well…then you’re telling lie…you don’t want to admit the truth…but your body…your pussy told me the truth…you enjoyed being getting watched…anyway thanks for the coffee…” Sajid said and left and I went to take a nap, before picking up Ritika from college.
 
Chapter -15 (The Holi Special) followed

[reema4uhoney]

The Holi Special – The Quickie

 
One day before Holi, I went with Sajid to his hometown; he had a three-storied haveli in his hometown. Drawing room, dining room, kitchen and a guest room along with stores etc, were situated on the ground floor and three bedrooms with attached bathroom on the first floor for his three wives, while his brother and his wife stay on the second floor, rest two room were empty.  Sajid introduced me to the entire town as the owner of the company for which he used to work.

On the day of holi, I wore a Ghagra Choli but as this one was designed in the city it had more daring cut and from different fabrics from the traditional ones. The Choli was practically backless with just two strings holding the front piece on my lovely succulent breasts. One string went behind the neck and the other string was along the bottom hem of the blouse, in the middle was an expanse of seductive skin, exposed to all but for the chiffon dupatta (Scarf) used to cover it all. The gauze like dupatta did more to allure by hinting at what lay beneath. As I laughed, joked and went about the town with Sajid’s friends and relatives, an occasionally momentary slippage of the dupatta would give any person lucky enough to be around a view of my back. The front was not daringly cut, but yes it was firm and supportive enough to hold up my breasts almost as if they were on offer. The motifs on the front of the blouse, while traditional, were arranged in a manner that visually accentuated the contours of my so-suck-able breasts.   

None of this was lost on Sajid who watched my every move, reminiscing of the time he’d caressed that back and watched it weave and undulate as he rode me like a stallion from behind. Or of my breasts, which in his mind was desperate to be released from the confines. The boisterousness of holi is the one occasion when men younger and older, and the girls and women flirt with each other outrageously. Some get drunk and touch, kiss and fondle -- unthinkable behavior on any other day. The girls respond rather shamelessly. And the saucier, perhaps those in their 30’s seduce without really intending to let the Romeos go the whole distance. And Sajid watched this too, as I participated to the fullest and was the life and soul of happenings in the town that day. He saw the same sauciness and charm which he had encountered the first time I showed my skin to him. During holi, boisterousness and flirtation usually leads to some throwing of water and color and a general loss of control of the situation. Today was no different. Some youngster started off the riot by throwing water at someone else and soon out came the packets of color and water-guns. The bolder among the boys Rafiq approached me and with joyous shouts of “Mam…” and chased me to throw color and water at me.

I ran, laughing, out of breath, ducking in and out of corridors and rooms avoiding everyone skillfully, till I was cornered. Rasul with flushed face paused on finding me trapped, he took in the intoxicating sight of me with my dupatta askew and face radiant with smiles and a flushed look.

“Wait…it’s my new dress…I’ll change and come…then I’ll allow you to do what you want…” I said authoritatively.

“Whatever I want?” Rasul asked audaciously, his eyes sparkling.

“Yes…whatever…” I replied impishly. Rasul drew himself back, placing his bets on getting a chance at more aggressive flirting once I was down. I ran up the steps towards my room to change into a white kurta set which I’d saved up for this occasion. I didn’t know that Sajid had never let me go out of sight today. I remained in his line of sight as he watched me flirt, play and caught glimpses of my back, my ankles and as much of the rest of my lovely persona as he could. And he caught sight of me dashing up the stairs.

My suitcase was on the low table next to the dresser and I was rummaging through my clothes all in a hurry to find the white kurta. I was startled when I felt a pair of hands grip my shoulders from behind. The scare quickly turned into a pounding heartbeat as I recognized the grip; it was Sajid. He had followed me upstairs. I did not move. From my bent position I looked up and behind at him and smiled. But I stayed that way Sajid placed his hand flat on the exposed skin of my back; as soon as I felt him touch me, I was reduced to molten. That is all it took for him to melt me. His large, rough hands on my soft, ready to receive skin. A fingernail drew a line down my spine as he traced his way down my back right up to the edge of my Ghagra. I shuddered as the nail touched every single erogenous spot on its way. It was as if he was unzipping and opening out my sexuality with that fingernail.

“Seems like you were waiting for an opportunity…” I said.

“Yes…I was…” Sajid replied and his both hands held me at the waist.

“What if someone spot us?” I asked.

“So what…” Sajid replied, lifting my Ghagra revealing my ass clad in my pink panties.

“So what…what do you mean by that…” I said gripping the sides of the low table to steady myself.

“I mean…I’ll let them watch…just like that day...” Sajid replied.

“And you think…I’ll let them watch…” I said, pulling down my panties and stamping with my feet got it off my legs.

“Do quickly…otherwise someone might come looking for you…” I said. With one hand on my hips, other hand arranged the folds of his dhoti so his cock found a gap in the cloth. Sajid’s erection had been ebbing and hardening all morning as he had taken in different sights of me, but all my sauciness now had it in full rage. Sajid straightened his back to thrust his cock forward; it was pointing upwards in its blood-engorged firmness, he held it and lowered it pointing to my ass. He laved it with the pre-cum on his cockhead. I shuddered as he touched me from my ass to my cunt, I reached under to try guiding him, Sajid leaned forward and with his teeth, pulled open the lower string that held the blouse in place. Now the lower part of the blouse was hanging loose while the upper part stayed tethered around the neck.

Sajid straightened up and guided his cock back into the vale between the ass-cheeks, this time his cock snagged in the outer lips of my cunt and he thrust forward to embed himself. While both of us were in an instant boil, the encounter itself was sudden and so neither was overly lubricated. This was just as well, because the friction was immensely pleasurable to us. Our ‘Ah….’ Was in unison, almost orchestrated; I laughed a small laugh and gripped the edge of the table hard and held my ass firm and upturned to him. Sajid grunted and pulled back to thrust again, my bangles jangles as he fucked me. With his methodical thumping, the jangling became louder and followed the beat of his fucking. I wished I’d taken them off but instead of silence, I actually added to the noises with a series of 
‘Unh…Unh’ as he changed his pace of fucking. 

Sajid had started rapidly sliding in and out of my cunt luxuriating in the way my lips rode over his head, his hands slowly slid up my waist; up the sides of my torso and now the thumb was on my back while the four fingers gripped the side of my chest. This allowed his index finger to feel the mass of breasts while the middle finger and ring finger teased my nipples.

“Oh Sajid…fuck me…Mmmmm…” I hissed through clenched teeth. I shook my head from side to side as indescribable pleasure emanated from my breasts and as the occasional lunge from the cock touched a pleasure zone inside my pussy.

“Ahh…” exhaled Sajid with every thrust, and as he pulled back; he sucked in his breath through and open mouth, making a seething sound. The rhythm of the hiss of the seething intake and the ‘Ah’ of the thrust followed a pattern as he closed his eyes, gripped my torso and fucked with a need to finish quick. This was dangerous as I rightly pointed out, but he could not have waited another hour; right now, he just needed to own me, mark me, pound me and fill me. I started to convulse as my orgasm ripped through me; I brought up one hand to hold my lower tummy as I felt the thick cock in my womb, from the deep penetration. I could feel it throb and pulsate inside me through the stomach wall; an occasional twinge of pain came from his marauding cockhead touching a sensitive part deep in me. My legs gave way as the intensity of the orgasm caused me to buckle. I let out a scream of desperate wanting when his cock slipped out of my cunt as I fell forward, my face now buried in the pile of clothes in the suitcase.
His cock smeared itself on my ass as it missed its target completely and Sajid lurched in an uncontrolled response to lack of the grip of my cunt. I frantically reached for his cock and Sajid frantically grabbed at my hips, I was now completely face down and my ass in the air; my cunt was vacant and throbbing and I needed urgently to be filled back.

“Yyyeeessss….” I bellowed when he sank back into me, the sensation of cumming which had built up in him had receded and Sajid pounded into me with a vengeance to regain the lost peak. The brutality of his quest took me over the cliff and my pussy melted in a cascade of spasms, I came like I thought only men came; drenching and shuddering uncontrollably. The furniture groaned and squeaked as it slipped from its position on the floor and closed the gap with the wall, the suitcase overbalanced and threatened to fall to one side. I clung onto the suitcase and table and held my cunt steady and open for him to bludgeon me into submission through the now impending orgasm. Sajid shuddered and came in torrents, as he most usually did with me, after two thrusts; he left my hips, placed his hands on the wall and thrust his cock deep into me and held there. The next few spasm of his cock were from the spewing from his cockhead and not from any thrusting, he stayed embedded and only when the pleasure threatened to recede completely did he pull back and thrust back in and hold again. Another dribble of sperm and another thrust back, with each successive thrust; his cockhead swelled a little lesser and lesser, till finally he’d come to rest on my sexy broad ass.

For me the flooding surge of warmth brought out deep sighs and screams in the throat, my womb filled with Sajid’s sumptuous outpourings. I felt his seed deep in me and I held steady as he plunged and held himself in more than once. His pleasure was so important to me, I just wanted him to savor every tremor of his and for me to receive every little spend from his system. As the rapidly shrinking cock slipped away, I found myself unsupported as Sajid had now placed his hands on the wall. I fell over, suitcase and all; I now was on my back, half inside my suitcase, looking up at Sajid who was standing still, hands on the wall. Thankfully my Ghagra fell back to cover me, through my ass was still not covered. I watched Sajid, lost in the trance of his experience, except for the occasional shuddering aftershock of his orgasm; he threw his head back, his hand reached for his cock and  he gave himself a squeeze through a handful of cloth squeezing out the never ending dribbles and yet drying his cock.

Sajid looked down at me, lying in a head amongst clothes, the lower part of my blouse open and showing part of my breasts. My eyes looked deep into his, my hand roamed over my lower belly with the womb within and I palmed myself there, where he’d deposited copious volumes of his seeds. I reached up inside his dhoti and squeeze-pinched the inside of his thigh.


“You naughty…” I pronounced and got up and continued “Let me change now…” signaling an end to the episode.

End of The Holi Special- Chapter 1

[reema4uhoney]

The Holi Special–Comforting Gazala

 
Sajid merely readjusted his dhoti to ensure nothing was showing and left, when I sorted myself out and stood up, my Choli was propped up only by the string at the neck, the string around the waist was open where Sajid had undone the string, his hands claiming my breasts and toying with them as he fucked me. I could feel cool air on my breasts as the blouse now just loosely fell over my chest like a sheet, open on both sides. And as I straightened up I saw Sajid’s first wife Gazala, who seemed to have spotted her husband with me and watched us fuck. She had waited for her husband Sajid to leave before entering my room, presumably to comfort me.

I, at that moment, burst into tears. No explanation was possible for the tears. As I looked at Gazala, Gazala, through eyes loaded with tears, there was nothing for her to say or convey. As tears streamed down my cheeks, juices were running down the inside of my thighs, I’d only just stood up after the coupling with Sajid. It had been a wet fuck in which my own pussy had flowed like a stream. Here I was, standing in front of Gazala who had discovered the sexual relationship I’d with her husband. I quickly tucked my Ghagra between my legs to stop the mixed fluids from dripping to the floor, and allowed the cloth to soak up the mess between my legs. It was a spontaneous action on my part and Gazala, who had just stood rooted to the spot looking at me, let her eyes travel down my body to the vale between my legs.

“She is beautiful…” Gazala noted, seeing me in a completely different light. She was not shocked, as Sajid was married to two other ladies. She had seen Sajid fucking her other wives many times. Gazala now gazed upon me, taking in the sight of me, well-fucked, ravaged and plundered and marveled at how obvious that ravaging was in every aspect of how I now looked. My hair was mussed up, my blouse was partially undone and the breasts, barely concealed beneath the loose cloth, were heaving, perhaps still from the exertion of the fucking. My face flushed with the orgasm while the lips seemed dry but quivering. There were red marks on my torso from where her husband Sajid had gripped me. And my Ghagra was bunched between my legs, in a brazen testimony to the soppy mess that lay within. I turned beet red when I realized the overt signal I’d sent in tucking my Ghagra into my crotch, in sheer embarrassment I took a few steps forward and buried my face in Gazala’s ample bosom to hide myself.

Gazala put her arms around me only to discover the bare expanse of my back, the skin silken and seductive.
“No wonder…Sajid couldn’t hold himself back…” Gazala reasoned, as her hands caressed my back. I was wracked with sobs, there was relief that Gazala’s arms were around me; it represented acceptance in some form. Once she had held me like this, clearly there was no censuring to come.

“Shh….Stop crying…” Gazala soothed. She gently rocked me in her arms as her hand continued to roam my back. Gazala found the skin soft and silky and imagined that her own husband’s hands must have roamed that same back. Gazala closed her eyes and savored the texture of the skin and her hands continued their exploration. The skin was bare everywhere she searched with no evidence of any garment anywhere. Her hand reached downward and came upon the waist of the Ghagra and that represented one boundary. The other hand caressed all the way up to the back of my neck and she found the other chord of the Choli tied there, so that was the other boundary. She caressed the neck and I shuddered involuntarily. As she investigated the sides, she came upon the soft bulge of the side of my breast. I gasped as I felt Gazala’s fingers go beyond soothing; there was something exploratory to the touch. I was being felt and caressed, Gazala marveled at the tender and delectable skin and flesh she encountered. Her hand went between us and she put her palm on my stomach and then slid lower to the womb. This was where her husband had implanted his own seed, she reflected.

I sucked in my breath at being touched in such intimate fashion by another woman, this was the first time ever that another woman had touched me and that too in a way which I thought only a man might. My body went taut, the Ghagra which was tucked in firmly between my legs fell away and I once again felt a surge of fluid inside me as I felt sexuality in the touch of the other woman. But I was not sure; perhaps it was me who was feeling sexual because of my recent encounter. Or perhaps it was the warm and loving feeling which was coming across from Gazala which was having a sexual impact on me. My mind was in a whirl, I didn’t think Gazala could have anything sexual in her mind about me. In the meanwhile, Gazala continued with her loving curiosity about me. I’d her sympathy and her affections, she liked me. She knew the kind of randy man her own husband was and could not make up her mind on whether Sajid had forced himself on this me. Right now, Gazala just wanted to be with me. She too felt the Ghagra between my legs fall away. In a flash, the hand which was on my womb went lower to investigate the cause for me having tucked my Ghagra in, in the first place.

Gazala’s hand encountered a damp, hot patch between my legs, she wanted to feel the full extent of the mess and she opened her palm and placed it against the crotch. The entire area seemed heated and molten. She moved her palm to feel the extent of that zone. The movement caused the fabric of the Ghagra to graze my crotch, providing friction to Gazala’s touch. I shuddered as Gazala’s hand caressed my crotch, my pussy lips were still splayed open from the arousal and the pounding from Sajid. It was therefore easy for the hand, palm and fingers to make out the contours of the pussy. As Gazala probed, she felt a fresh gush of fluid pour out. I was now jelly; whether Gazala intended it or not. I pressed myself into Gazala’s bosom and she responded with her other hand which was still on the torso. She claimed my breast for herself, delicately feeling the warm flesh and its turgid nipple. Gazala had never touched a woman before, but she knew exactly how she wanted to be touched. She did nothing more than touching me in a way that she herself would have wanted to be touched. And so when the breast was held tenderly, like a pouch of milk, and then kneaded and pulled like the udder of a cow, I found myself wishing I could reward Gazala with a release of milk.

Gazala’s instinctive touch opened me to offer myself, I ground myself into her open and milking hand; simultaneously, my pussy ground against the palm between my legs to provide relief from the instantaneous build up of erotic tension. I clung onto Gazala, like a leaf in a storm; but the fluttering in my inner being was a storm in itself. I sighed in contentment at being held by this large maternal bosom and at being caressed by tender understanding hands. Only a woman can know how a woman wants to be loved, I realized. That realization surprised me. I nuzzled the bosom in which my head was buried, my nose seeking out the contours of Gazala’s nipples, straining through the cloth. No thoughts of restraint even occurred to Gazala. Sexual feelings for another woman, the way I and she were touching each other, none of these made any impact. The only thing she knew was, we were feeling each other and had feelings for each other.

When my nose and lips nuzzled at her nipples, Gazala felt more maternal than ever. Even as her hands continued to caress, probe and investigate my contours, she thrust her large overfull breasts into my face. I needed skin, my face needed to touch Gazala’s flesh and skin. Frantically I searched Gazala’s blouse for the hooks. Gazala was wearing a cloth bodice rather than a bra. The nipples, aroused like never before in her lifetime, were clearly protruding through the cloth of the bodice. Gazala noticed the sexuality of this for the first time, and found it odd that the only other time she remembered her nipples sensitiveness was when her son was born. Those breasts were full and bulging and the bodice was full and bursting. There was no way to reach and open those hooks unless Gazala was left alone to pull in herself and maneuver those hooks. But stepping apart was impossible for either woman. Gazala wanted to feel and suss me out who had captivated her husband. I’d my insides boiling with lust at the tender touch of Gazala. In a fleeting moment of mindless passion, I gripped the bodice from the neckline and ripped downward.
All the hooks gave way and Gazala’s breasts spilled out, I didn’t wait a moment to bury my face in her breasts, feeling them with my face; the heat on my face seemed to complement the pleasant coolness it encountered on Gazala’s breasts. As I buried myself, Gazala found the knot of the top of my Choli and pulled it open so that the one layer covering my breasts fell away. She pulled up my face, kissing me on the cheeks and allowing my breasts to crush against her large ponderous breasts. Nipples toggled one another and prodded each other into erect nubs. I was now frantic with lust, I searched for Gazala’s lips and kissed them squarely; Gazala was surprised, she’d never ever been kissed on her lips before. Her own husband, in those early days of their marriage had used his lips on her breasts and shoulder and while fucking her he propped himself on his arms so their lips could never really meet. My lips felt warm and luscious on her lips and Gazala found herself responding. The maternal warmth was slowly evaporating into a puzzling new kind of feeling in the pit of her stomach. She found herself consumed by lust as my lips played on her lips, as my hands kneaded her breasts and pulled at her nipples feverishly, and as my hips seemed to hump into her hips.

Gazala wanted now to love me and smother me, her hands searched under the Ghagra as she searched for ways to return the pleasure. Both of us were now grappling with each other’s breasts and loins, lips locked in a long searching kiss.

“Reema…where are you? Everyone is looking for you?” Sajid called me from downstairs.

I made loud smacking kisses as I separated myself from Gazala “Coming in few minutes…changing into my old kurta pajama…” I yelled back. Sajid had seen me in that kurta pajama before, he had a picture of me dressed appetizing in white kurta pajama, as the material was not quite opaque and my undergarments would be well outlined, and as soon as the water would splashed on me nothing would be left to imagination. Gazala moved away from me, her bodice hanging loose on her shoulders, her breasts exposed completely. She had to take care of being discreet especially as new feelings were surging in her and it was clear to her that neither of them was in any condition to walk away. As I watched her shut the window and move to the door, I undid the cord of my Ghagra and allowed the Ghagra to slip off my shapely hip to the floor around my feet. The garment now circled me and I stood in the middle completely nude, the lines of now drying fluids running down my thighs absolutely clearly visible. I looked at Gazala’s body with a new perspective. Gazala had sagging flesh but a well rounded bottom. Her breasts were large and sagging under their own enormous weight but were warm and inviting to me.

Gazala turned around after she’d bolted the door and leaned back on the wood, her body sagging with the weight of lust. Her dupatta was trailing on the floor, her blouse was open her Ghagra was still tethered around her waist. Her hand reached between her legs as she felt the surge of heat there and rubbed herself. I instinctively knew it was up to me to satiate Gazala. Gazala might have been older but her experiences were limited, I was younger but had been taken in every possible way and some of the encounters were a revelation to her. Sajid, had uncovered desires in me which I myself did not know existed. He then proceeded to mark me as his own by satiating me in ways my husband Yash’s didn’t even know of. And one of those was the dramatic way in which he had lapped at my pussy. My raging loins wanted filling, the pulsating cock of a man. I could well imagine Gazala, now with her fingers searching her own pussy, needing the same. But I knew there was only one way for one woman to satiate another. I moved towards Gazala and kneeled in front of her.

I kissed her stomach, Gazala put her hand on my head; her own head was thrown back as the softness of my face on her stomach thrilled her. I slid my hands under her Ghagra and cupped her ass; I quickly lifted her Ghagra over my head and was now inside the folds of her Ghagra, in the folds of flesh. It seemed wholly appropriate to cover myself and hide within those Ghagra, a sanctuary of lust and loving attention, a sanctuary from the meaningless demands of the world outside.

I lifted the folds of Gazala’s paunch as my mouth searched for the pussy, I tongue and kissed all the flesh I could find; stomach, underbelly, thighs, insides of the thigh and the hairy crotch itself. Gazala frantically reached for me; she needed to grip me, hold me, touch me and maul my tits. Her Ghagra was in the way, she quickly undid the string and the Ghagra loosened and my head appeared. As Gazala’s knees buckled under the sexual onslaught, she slid lower, her legs spread obscenely. She clutched at my slender shoulders and tried to reach under to grab my breast. She could touch the slopes of my breasts but not pull up the mass to find the nipples which she so desperately wanted to suckle at that moment. In the meanwhile, I was greatly assisted by the spreading of the legs. The acrid odor of the cunt hit me and I held my breath as I lapped at her pussy. I knew the acid smells would give way to the aromas of nectar if I just persisted. There was a tangle of pubic hair in Gazala’s pussy and wisps and strands of hair came away in my lips. I kept clearing my lips of the strands and soon came upon a wet smear. I pointed out my tongue and dipped in, past the forest of hair towards the smear. Gazala reached down and held herself apart with both hands to help me in the quest for her cunt. Gazala bit her lip and gasped in wonder at my adventurous assault.

Gazala pussy was now throbbing and she wanted the fullness of a man. Yet somehow my tonguing seemed to make her feel better, the vacantness between her legs seemed to expand with every lick and she wondered how to fill herself. The paradox of having me between her legs making her pussy lips unfold and expand, and the need for a hot pillar of flesh to fill that vacantness was maddening. And when my unexpected two-finger stab into her cunt hit her, it was so well timed that Gazala groaned loudly “Ooohhh….yesss…..”

Gazala goaded me, her hips thrusting, and the door behind her creaking with the fucking motion of her hips. My fingers had found the target and released the flood gates. Using my fingers as a guide I followed with my tongue to search out that spot which Sajid had found on me. I would find it and mercilessly tongue it the way Sajid had tongued me. If I found that satiating so too would Gazala would be satiated, I thought to myself. And then my own pussy twitched and my mind wandered to the huge orgasm and waves of convulsing that Sajid had triggered in me. I was about to uncork the nature of lust and pleasure in Gazala now; I was determined to. The sequence of events was odd. I had triggered a new adventurism in Sajid. The sexual lessons from those encounters were now being carried by me to his wife, Gazala. In some ways I’d become a bridge between the man and his wife. These thoughts ran through me while I continued with the mechanics of drawing the response from Gazala but only till she actually responded. The response came when the tongue tip had dealt with the forest of hair and actually found the lips of her waiting, throbbing pussy; Gazala sobbed. This was the pleasure which had eluded her so long! The tongue then traced the contour of her lips finding the top and then began the focused thrashing, a provocative call to Gazala’s body to reveal the clitoris. The fingers which fucked in rhythm were by this time squelching with the juices pouring out of her.

“Ooohhhh….yeeesssss….Reeemmmmaaaa….aaaaahhhhh….” Gazala sobbed, tears streaming down her cheeks as she realized that she was climbing into a new zone of sexual liberation and release. She collapsed to the floor and quickly stretched herself out, knees akimbo and legs apart. One hand was on her own breast, twisting, teasing and kneading herself, the other hand on my head, stroking, caressing and goading me on. Her head flailed, her breathing was raspy and every now and then she raised her hips offering herself to my lips and head, thumping back with a groan as I took the offering in its fullness. I in the meantime was spread on the floor, my bare body on the cold tiles, my breasts mashed against the floor, my ass jutting up as I buried her head in Gazala’s crotch. I tongued and lapped her ceaselessly, my fingers fucking her energetically. The noises from my efforts were loud, and wet. Sounds of slurping, licking and gobbling filled the air. As Gazala melted in the assault, a huge wave started to build up in her. She needed to grip something to break through to the orgasm waiting on the other side. There was a restraint, an unreasonable holding back. Something had to give way inside her for her to reach that peak. She felt she would lose control of her bodily functions if she did not direct that energy. Her pussy felt like she might pee. That would break this dizzying bout of pleasure which she did not want interrupted.

With one hand Gazala found the leg of a writing table while her other hand continued to be on my head, urging me on, making sure I missed no beat. As she strained, she pulled the table with a force that moved the furniture with a loud scbanging noise. The lamp on the desktop crashed to the floor, but Gazala’s thrashing had only begun. Neither of us bothered with the noise or the consequences of what we were doing or attracting. Gazala’s large fleshy thighs were quivering and she was banging them together on the sides of my head. Her hand pulled the table as close as it could be pulled and she wound her hand around the angles of the furniture to grip it ever tighter as she humped.
“Hnnnnnnnnhh….” Gazala grunted as her clit exploded.

“Reeemmmaaaa….Aaaahhhh….yyyyeeeesssss….” Gazala babbled, I heard the sounds of the thumping of Gazala’s buttocks as they slapped against the floor. The waves rose to a crescendo that touched a new peak and then broke and washed over Gazala’s body. The orgasm was upon her coursing through every single cell in her body; the straining and thrusting had successfully pushed her over the brink. That brink was difficult for her to breach because her entire prior sexual experience had hovered along that boundary, with no assistance to make the breach. But my ceaseless, merciless, tonguing, the fingers massaging her cunt walls, and in the back of Gazala’s mind her realization that this was what Sajid had initiated me into, took her over the cliff. Once the peak was crossed, the waves cascaded down. Her throated opened as she screamed her release. A hot flush hit her breasts as her nipples seemed to catch fire. Her stomach convulsed and the thighs fluttered. Her insides opened up. She poured out, thick viscous releases flooding my lips and chin and onto the floor below. Her whole body shook and shuddered and her breasts demanded to be held. Her jaw hung open and spittle drooled out one end of her mouth. She was not in control of any of her bodily responses as she felt her entire being give way; there was only one event at that time, her sexual release. And her body was one single entity; her breasts, her pussy, her clit, her womb, her spine, her brain, her nipples were all compressed into one tiny point which became a single blubbering mass of convulsing flesh. It was this loss of her bodily control that caused her to fart loudly which made me quickly came up for air.

I replaced my finger instead of my tongue and stroked the clit and rode down to the recesses of Gazala’s cunt and cavernous womb. As the fingers emerged they brought out the fluids which then smeared the clit, providing the lubrication that allowed me to manipulate, maul and manhandle that sliver of flesh without hurting my new-found lover. And so back and forth went my hand from clit to womb and womb to clit, squeezing out every frisson of pleasure Gazala deserved. Gazala clutched me as her body responded to the sliding and slipping finger treatment, the jerking and convulsing continuing for a long time. As she poured, so did her tears. She wept, she laughed and it was a joyous celebration of her release. Those fluids washed away a lifetime of sexual neglect and Gazala felt a thrill as every part of her body vibrated and hummed with the effects of her orgasm. She clutched me tightly, stroking my body, thanking me for helping her discover her own sexuality. She herself shuddered and quivered in spasms as the orgasm levered down to smaller and smaller waves. The waves melded into one long humming of every cell in her body. She now felt liberated and released from the constraints of her physical body. She slumped, completely spent but very alive.

I threw one leg over Gazala, my hands still firmly plunged into her pussy; our breasts touched as both of us clung to each other. I snuggled down into her bosom, strangely calmed by her release; as if it was my own orgasm. Gazala caressed my head and let the hand go down in a long downward sweeping stroke, on the nape of my neck, down my seductive broad expansive back and down to my ass cheeks, kneading them. And back up again all the way. My crotch was now pressed against Gazala’s thigh and I ground into her and sighed. Both of us felt completely relaxed and unwound in the comfort of each other’s arms and would have stayed that way for long languorous hours, had not the sounds of Holi being celebrated in full flow caught our attention.

“Dear…we need to go downstairs….” Gazala reminded.

“Hmmmm….” I sighed in deep contentment, I snuggled closer to the comforting bosom, idly flicking the nipple not willing to let go.

“Come…let me help you get dressed…” Gazala said knowing that there would be ever more lovingness in that act which in itself would persuade me to move. Both of us sat up; Gazala pulled up her knees and watched as I stood up, her eyes on my breasts, hips, torso and ass.

“Just go and bring your clothes…I’ll dress you today…” Gazala instructed. I nodded and unmindful of being nude, unmindful of Gazala ogling my curves and my body went over to the suitcase which was by this time sprawled on the floor, its contents tipped out. This had happened when Sajid had taken me from behind as I was bending over into the suitcase. I’d collapsed from the pounding and the resultant orgasm, into the suitcase, tipping everything over. I selected the white kurta top and the pajama to go with it. As I turned around I found Gazala tucking her breasts into what was left of her blouse and gathering her dupatta. As we stepped towards each other, Gazala gathered me around and swept the dupatta around her so both of us were as if cocooned in the same protective world. She squeezed me in her arms, bosoms pressed together.

“Raise your hands…” she instructed me, eyes boring into my eyes, breath upon my breath. Gazala now gently allowed the kurta to slip over my head and let the body of the garment sheath my bare body. I shivered as I felt the sensuousness of the cloth caressing my nipples and belly and the flap at the back on my buttocks. Once again, I felt goose pimples and the erection of my nipples; Gazala knelt and held my panties open for me to step into. I held one of her shoulder for balance and raised my leg to slip it into one leg of the panty. The aroma of a dried mix of Sajid’s deposits and my secretions filled Gazala’s nostrils. She let the back of her hand rub my pussy, feeling my recently shaven pussy hair prickly on her hand. She must ask me for assistance in such matters she thought to herself.  She slid the panties up the legs, marveling every bit of the distance, leaving no opportunity to touch my legs, my thighs and my hips. I spread my legs and wiggled my bottom to allow the panties to be worn comfortably and snugly. Gazala caressed my ass as she ran the nylon up and over my ass to the waist level.

“What about your bra? Are you going to give everyone a chance to look at you?” Gazala asked looking into my eyes as she came to my face level.  I blushed furiously, I raised my hands again for my kurta to be removed to wear a bra underneath; but Gazala did not remove the kurta, instead she made me step into my pajama and got busy with tying the string around the waist which holds up the pajama. Her hands touched my stomach and I shivered at every touch, my nipples were now engorged and erect.  Gazala turned me to face the mirror and got busy with combing my hair. Our eyes met in the mirror. So much was unspoken, but a lot was said. My fully aroused state, the kurta without the bra underneath, my nipples jutting out, and the touching and caressing from Gazala were all evident in the flushed face in the mirror.


Gazala combed out my hair and tied it in a bun and while doing so said to me “Don’t want your hair mussed up and spoilt in one day of Holi….this will keep you neat….” She looked in the mirror at me, now ready to let me go back into the wild celebration now in full flow around the house. Her hands came up and she briefly hugged me from behind, holding my palms just at the tip of those ready to be gobbled nipples.



End of the Holi Special- Chapter 2

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The Holi Special–Enjoying with Rasul

 


 
Rasul was waiting for me, he’d been chasing me to smear color on me and throw water at me. He’d successfully cornered me, when I cried off, insisting that I be allowed to go change into casual clothes more appropriate for the occasion. I’d taken well over an hour to return. First Sajid gone up and returned and the Gazala, Rasul thought it was all to do with some household matter as his uncle and aunt had some work to attend to with which I was associated. He’d no idea that I first take his uncle in a simple act of succumbing to the chemistry between us. Rasul had no idea that I and his aunt Gazala had comforted each other with an outpouring of womanly love for each other. All he knew was that I’d promised him that I would allow him to do anything so long as he allowed me to go change my clothes.

And so he was waiting for me, he continued to play with others but he never strayed far from the stairways from which I was bound to emerge. And I emerge, he saw me bouncing down the stairs, ready for a bracing round of Holi play; as I ran down, my breasts jiggled and straightaway caught Rasul’s eye. I ran and grabbed hands full of color and got ready to smear it on some others who too were playing in the yard. I went to Raziya, Sajid’s third wife and we both hugged each other and smeared color on one another giggling at the fun of it all. Rasul was waiting with water gun to corner his target for the day, me. He was barely nineteen and had no experience of any woman. He should have been chasing any of the girls of his age and there were plenty of those, but his hormones were bubbling and he knew that he stood a better chance of a sexual encounter today with me.

As the water hit me between the shoulder blades; I squealed at the chill blast and turned around to try grabbing the water gun out of the assailant’s hands, the wet kurta stuck to my back and instantly my body was open display. Rasul grinned as he saw that he’d hit his target, as his eyes focused on the skin which he could see, I was turning around. The water jet splashed on my chest and drenched one side of me before the water gun ran out. Rasul ran for the water tank to refill the water gun while I chased him; Rasul reached first and breathless, partially from the running but more from the excitement turned around from the water tub to fine me nearly upon him. His eyes riveted on the partially wet breasts, and the nipple that it revealed. He slowly discharged the newly loaded water gun across my chest, drenching me and exposing my fully as wet cloth clung to my skin. Incredibly, Rasul found I was wearing nothing underneath and everything could be seen, he stared at the breasts; contoured fully by the drenched cloth, nipples taut in the cold water and jutting out and the dripping wet water which made them seem so suck-able.

Rasul erection was as instantaneous as my realization that coming down without a bra beneath my kurta had been a blunder. I looked down and saw my breasts, completely revealed, the kurta was a mere apology of a garment; in the whirl of action, I seemed to stand still, my nipples shamelessly erect, betraying the sexual arousal which had never really receded between or after the encounters with both Sajid and Gazala. I instinctively crossed my arms across my chest to try and hide my breasts from Rasul who had been flirting with me dangerously all morning. To show him my state of arousal would render things unmanageable and I felt I’d done enough for one morning in sexual discovery. But Rasul was all too eager to press home his advantage. Had I not promised him absolutely anything, with that sparkle and dance in my eyes, when I’d negotiated with him for letting me change out of my formal Ghagra Choli into this kurta pajama? He grabbed fists full of color and reached for me, my hands were across my chest and so I couldn’t stop him from rubbing the color on both my cheeks. ‘Oh, her cheeks seemed so incredibly soft!’ Rasul thought as he rubbed the color on my cheeks.

I raised my hands to defend myself and push him back, laughing. His hands dropped and he daubed both breasts with color; they felt incredibly soft and wet in his hands. He cupped them nice and proper as he colored the cloth which was sticking to the mounds of flesh. I looked down and saw how the imprints of his hands marked each breast, clear evidence that I’d been handled. I had also felt him squeezing my breasts, feeling the full volume of those objects of his lust all morning. The nipples were now furiously engorged. My body was marked as having been assaulted, my face flushed red and I grabbed his hands pinning him down on the ledge of the water tank, my knee against his thigh. I reached behind him and dipped a water gun into the water tank. As I did so I leaned over him, my breasts smothered his face, the wet flesh slapping against his willing face. I poured a water gun over his head, drenching him.

“There…that should cool you!” I exclaimed triumphantly. Rasul arms went around me, unmindful of the very public place in which we were. For Rasul, it was now or never. He pulled me close to himself and with his face buried in my neck he muttered “There is only one thing that can cool me down now…”

I wriggled free and splashed another water gun onto him “Perhaps this.” I laughed, my breasts heaving and the dampness spreading across the kurta. The garment was now an apology of a cover; every part of my body was on display now. I felt a little more confident as my breasts seemed to be at least less visible due to the color daubed on the cloth. In any case, I was having too much fun to rush right back up and was happy to wait for a bit more. Soon the all overpowering magenta color would be used and then nothing would be visible. Or so I hoped. As shot after shot of water blasted me the dry color powder got washed away and soon my breasts were back in full evidence. I ran to the stairways which would take me back up to my room. Partially to run away from Rasul, but also to run away from anyone who might see my breasts, they were now completely visible and the perked up and erect nipples were no help in concealing them either; I needed a bra. Rasul chased after me with a water gun in hand, followed me up the stairs.

“No Rasul…not here…” I told him as I laughingly ran up the stairs.

“Then where…” he asked, mischievously. It was a clever leading question. It was loaded with innuendo which was typical of the flirtation on Holi. The question suggested that what was to happen was not in doubt; it was just that the venue was not determined yet. I impishly made as if to spank Rasul for his impudence. As my outstretched arm reached toward him, I noticed that his kurta too was drenched and stuck to his broad chest. I saw his nipples and the wisps of adolescent hair. He was as much of a man, perhaps just uninitiated. My hand stopped in mid air as I realized any physical contact at this stage would be best avoided. The stairway moreover was visible to all passing by the foot and I went up another flight of stairs where the stairway turned and this stretch was not visible to any passersby. Rasul was at my heels and I turned around to stop him.

“Stop here…” I said.

“Why?” Rasul asked.

“I need to change…” I replied.

“You just changed…” Rasul countered.

“Yes…but….” My voice trailed off.

“Yes…but what?” Rasul asked.

“Yes…you drenched me with water…everything shows in this…” I pouted.

“Not fair…the drenching is bound to happen…you only said I could do anything with you…” Rasul went on, I flushed red. The implications of what he was saying was not lost on me, Rasul was infatuated with me and the indiscretions of Holi were poised to cross a line which I was unsure should be crossed. Rasul came up to the same stair as me, attempted to daub me with more color.

“I’m only applying color on you…” Rasul said.

“Applying color on me…you’re making me flushed in my color…” I asked, my natural sauciness bubbling up. I dropped my eyes to look at his pajamas and noticed the tenting of his erection there. I instantly regretted it because this overtly sexual gesture did not go unnoticed. Rasul decided it was now or never. He gripped my wrist and brought my wrist down to his groin and let the back of my hand brush his virgin cock’s massive erection. I spontaneously opened my hand and weighed the cock in my open palm. I rubbed and checked its contours, noticing that his cock was trapped inside rather tight underwear. Without untying the pajama string, I slipped my hand inside the pajama top and slid my hand past the waistband of his underwear. In this restricted access only my forefinger and middle finger had any access and I scissored these around the base of his cock. Rasul buried his face in my neck as maddening lust gripped him. He wanted to fuck me here and now. He resolved to lift me and paste me against the wall and pound into me like he watched Sajid doing me.  He undid his pajama string and pulled down one side of his underwear past his hip. I knew time was not on our side, this was ridiculously dangerous, I and Rasul on a stairway where anyone could chance upon them.


My hand slid the other side of his underwear down so that it was now just below his balls. In fact, the elastic band was pressing on his balls. Rasul reached under and pulled the band down preventing it from hurting his scrotum. His hand touched my hand which was now closing around the pillar. He held my hand and tried to guide me but I grabbed his hand with my other hand and held it back. He was a youngster and just hopelessly oversexed. I just had a situation to handle and I was going to do it here and now with a precise efficiency. I closed on the hot throbbing cock and pulled the skin back. It hurt a little and Rasul gasped but not entirely from pain. The head swelled and was wet and I quickly ran my palm over the top. Rasul shuddered from the stimulation he received; I now pushed Rasul back till he was against the wall, with a clenched fist, I masturbated him vigorously. My hand slid over the jerking pulsating cock, lubricated by his copious pre-cum. I fucked him with a fist that mimicked a cunt; Rasul leaned back and sagged against the wall, my soft hands felt incredibly wonderful and he reached up to cupped the breast through the cloth.

I leaned against him, covering him; my hand worked like a piston, it was how an assassin might stab a victim, holding him close. Yes, my fist was clenched like it might hold a dagger. But the weapon I was holding was his cock. Yes I was stabbing, but that was the sheath formed by my nimble fingers being stabbed by the cock. As I mercilessly masturbated him, my thumb rode over the head. You have to close your eyes and imagine the palm of my hand running the underside of his cock. My forefinger and thumb ringed the head of his cock, with my thumb on the top of the head. Somewhere there lie the most sensitive zone of his cock and with each stroke I varied the position of my thumb to try discovering this zone. I knew I’d found it when Rasul bit into my shoulder with a gagging sound, his teeth sank in and I felt a shiver down my spine as the bite send me signals of lust. Now with every fist fuck, I made sure the thumb traveled over the head caressing the precise spot. Rasul bucked and gasped and moaned with each stroke of my fist and thumb. He sucked on my shoulder and his hand kneaded my breast frantically. With his other hand he cupped my ass trying to pull me closer.

I held our bodies apart so my hand had enough play to finish the job, I looked down and watched in fascination as the cock reared and jerked in my control. I liked its dimensions, which while nowhere near Sajid’s specifications, was definitely more promising than my husband Yash’s. How many men I could take in this family I wondered as my fist was rewarded with further spurts of pre-cum. I anointed the cock head with the fresh fluid so the lubrication was increased. I now needed to finish. The danger was very high and thus the urgency, it was exciting for me but I needed to finish. I pounded the cock hard and fast with my clenching and unclenching fingers. The thumb never failed to run over the head of the cock. Rasul was reduced to a mass of trembling flesh, his lips ran on my neck and up to my ear; he wetted my ear with his lips and tongue.

“I want to fuck…” Rasul pleaded.

“Oh baby wants to fuck…let me finish you…” I puffed as the exertion went further.

“I’m not a baby anymore…” Rasul muttered, he grabbed my both breasts in his hands and tried to push me back against the other wall, determined to mount me now. I pressed him back and leaned on him, my bangles jangled as I masturbated him furiously to tame him. I couldn’t have guessed it but Rasul had gone to the bathroom in that intervening hour and masturbated, fantasizing about me. Yet, he was young and the excitement of the woman of his dreams, the first woman to touch him sexually and the progress in one short morning had made him ready to burst. I slid to the floor in front of him to concentrate on the finish. One hand rested on the wall for support and the other hand had enough of his pre-cum in it to let me brutally piston the cock. Rasul looked down and the sight of me kneeling in front of him, the parting of my hair, filled with vermilion as a sign of being married as I fisted him was too much for him to take.

“Ooohhhh….” Rasul hissed as his cock spurted. Jet after jet of ropey cum gushed forth, the first blast was like a shot which leapt out of his cock, and the next several jerks released his sperm in waves over my fist. I timed my every fist fuck to every blast and jerk from him. He shuddered and his head flailed as he gripped my shoulders, trying to guide my mouth to his cock. I resisted his moves to have my mouth him turning my head to one side and I methodically and rhythmically provided him the beat with which to release fully into my fist. My hands were a mess but I enjoyed the release of Rasul; it was virile, energetic and wild and it provided me with a sense of conquest. I held the rapidly receding jut of flesh in my hand as I continued to pump him to deliver all the pleasure he could take. When the cock had shrunk fully, I rolled the blob of flesh between thumb and forefinger and watched as his head still jerked and lolled. I withdrew my hand, streaked with cum, I rubbed my hand against the wall, smearing cum there, I noticed the mark the smear made and idly wondered that whenever I crossed that way, only I would know what it meant.

Rasul’s pajamas were pooled around his knees and he was sagging under the weight of his mighty release. He was totally in love with me; the first to touch him, and how! He was sure he could bed me. It was just a question of timing. I rose to face Rasul, our eyes met.

“Keep our little secret with yourself…” I said and then walked up the few remaining steps to the upper floor for the second time that day to get into attire appropriate for Holi.


End of the Holi Special Series

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Fun After Holi (We and Sajid) Chapter 1

(Thanks for your response....lots of my readers told me that they don't want to see the main character i.e. Reema turning into a slut....sleeping with each and every guy now and then...till now Reema has fun with Yash, Sajid....and little bit of fun with Rasul (poor Rasul he didn't get chance to fuck Reema).....from last few days I was thinking of introducing something new to my readers....as this is something new in this forum .....I hope you guys like it.....) 


  
After playing Holi we all take a shower and hit the bed, by the time Sajid woke it was around 9;00 pm we (me, Sajid’s wives Gazala, Raziya and Sakila along with Sajid’s brother wife Reshma were drinking Thandai mixed with Bhang. Sakila had send the kids to their Mamu's house. We were all giggling when Sajid came to the living room.
 
“What are you ladies laughing at?” Sajid asked.
 
“Reema was telling us…her erotic encounters with you…” Gazala replied, almost falling over with laughter.
 
“Me and Sakila…would like to join you next time…for your little adventure…” Raziya added laughing.
 
Sajid turned to Raziya “Are you going to make it foursome?” he asked with a laugh. “You all don’t stand anywhere near her…”
 
“Ha- ha….very funny…” Raziya said.
 
“I think you could take care of all five of us…” I said with a hiccup. Sajid froze, then looked at me questioningly.
 
“Oh…come on…we all know…that you have a big cock…I think if you take some Viagra…you can go all night…” I said, passing him his glass of Thandai mixed with Bhang and Viagra. Sajid sat there and soon we all had four glassed each and were buzzed, and we almost forget that Sajid was sitting there and soon the conversation turned into nothing but sex.
 
I finally took it to the next level “Strip poker…” I said, everyone laughed it off, but I was persistent.
 
“C’mon…Gazala and I need to let loose a little bit…” I said.
 
“I’m in…” Sajid said, almost too quickly. Reshma didn’t looked thrilled, especially when Gazala said she was in.
 
“I’ll pass….” Reshma said, her face turning red.
 
“Fine…then go and hit the bed…you can’t see his big cock…when we get him naked…” Gazala said. Just hearing Gazala talk about Sajid’s cock, Sajid cock start to get hard. Reshma thought about it for a minute and finally said “Fine…” she pulled her knees up to her chest, as if she didn’t want to admit to herself what she had just agreed to do.
 
“Ok…” Sakila said, taking charge. “Five card stud, winner of each hand gets to take an item of clothing off someone…”
 
“Whoa…whoa…that’s not fair…you’ll all get me naked right away…” Sajid said.
 
Sakila stifled a smile, seeing that she had been caught “Ok…fine…winner of each hand spins a bottle to see who has to strip…that way it should be even for everyone…”
 
Sajid thought for a second “Sure that works…” he said, so we started, everyone gave up socks first, no one wanting to be the first to show skin, we didn’t count shoes, belts or jewellery and we made Reshma take off her cardigan before we started. The first person to lose a real article of clothing was Raziya, she’d just given up her second sock when the bottle once again landed on her. Sajid had spun it, having yet to lose a single article himself.  Raziya turned red and looked around before pulling her blue Kameez, revealing two gbangfruit sized breasts in a pink bra.
 
“Ok…let’s go…” she urged, not wanting to be the only one topless. So, we kept playing, before long; Sajid had lost bot his socks, but every one of us expect Reshma had lost their Kameez. Reshma was on a roll, winning several hands, focusing so intently that it was almost as if she had sobered up, she had no desire to lose anymore clothes. The first person to lose Salwar was Gazala, she shimmed out of them and sat back down in just her bra and panties. I and Sakila lost our Salwar next, then, finally Reshma lost, but instead of taking off her Kameez, she slipped her Salwar off. “Just like you guys…” she reasoned, more to herself than anyone. Reshma proceeded to win the next hand, and her spin landed on Sajid and had to take his shirt off.
 
That left me, Gazala, Sakila and Sajid with two items each, Reshma and Raziya with three each. Sajid won the next hand, and it landed on Sakila. Sakila pretended to be embarrassed but reached back and undid her bra, releasing those monsters. They were phenomenal. They almost looked fake, cantaloupe sized with quarter-sized areolas and nipples pointing at Sajid like erasers. She quickly covered her boobs as much as she could with her arms, and we moved on. Raziya lost her pants next, and then I lost my bra.

“Whoooo….” I said, tossing my aside and taking a big gulp of Thandai.


Then Sakila lost again and had to take off her panties. She stood up and slid them down her legs, revealing a small landing strip above a totally shaved pussy. She looked Sajid in the eye as he checked out her mound.

Reshma looked around hopefully. “So, it’s over?”

“No way…If I lose again…I’ll do a dare…” Sakila said.

So, we kept going. Somehow, Reshma kept winning. Before long, Sajid was down to his boxer briefs, and me, Raziya and Gazala joined Sakila in the nude. Unlike Sakila, all three of us were fully shaved. Reshma won the next hand, though. She wasn’t sure what to do when the bottle landed on Gazala.

“Dare her…” Sakila said, still trying desperately to cover her enormous tits.

“OK…Gazala…I dare you to lip kiss Raziya…” Reshma said slowly. Gazala laughed and didn’t hesitate to get up and give Raziya a peck. There was no tongue, so the best part for Sajid was actually getting a long look at both their butts - Gazala, with the tiny little ass on her skinny legs, and Raziya with her runner's physique. Finally, the bottle landed on Reshma next. She seemed to have a lot easier time taking her top off, though, with the other four of us naked. Reshma still had her bra and panties. The next loser was Raziya, and I dared her to motorboat Sakila. Raziya had to lean across a mortified Reshma to do it, which made everyone laugh. Sakila offered up her huge tits, and Raziya put her face in there and shook it around for a few seconds. Everyone burst into laughter, which, might offered Sajid some nice views of our nudity.

“OK…Enough…let’s move one…I want to see that stiffy…” Sakila said and pointed to Sajid growing erection through his boxer briefs. Sajid made no effort to cover up. Sajid won the next turn, and it landed on Reshma. She just stared at the bottle, not believing it.

“Reshma…you don’t have to do it…you can go to bed now if you want…” Sajid said.

“No…I don’t want to miss on you getting naked…” Reshma said, almost whispering. With that, she quickly reached back and unhooked her bra, revealing two apple-sized, perky tits. “On with it…” she said, holding her tits in her hands. Sajid won again the next hand, and I lost.

“Give Reshma a lap dance for one minute…” Sajid said to me. I got up, walked over before putting my butt in Reshma’s face and doing a little dance. Reshma turned redder than she’d been all night. I swung my hair around, doing my best stripper impression, showing my pussy lips to her.

“OK, that was a minute…” Reshma said, laughing. The next hand was won by Gazala and lost by Sakila.

“Sakila…give Sajid a lap dance…” Gazala said. Sakila smiled, got up and told Sajid to take a spot on the couch. Sajid obeyed, she then proceeded to straddle him and start jiggling her tits in his face as she danced, though even she was too modest to let her pussy touch his erection through his boxer briefs. Sajid just stared at her tits, inches from his face. I finally yelled out that the minute was over. “Sakila…time to get those things out of my boyfriend’s face…” I said, making everyone laugh.

Reshma won the next hand, and finally, Sajid lost. Sajid stood up, slowly pulled his boxer briefs down, and all five of us gasped as his cock finally sprung free from the waistband.

“Ok…let’s keep going…” Sajid said, sitting back down but not covering his cock. Gazala won the next hand, and I lost. “Perfect…go over and suck his cock for a minute…” Gazala said.

I just smiled at Gazala before leaning down and putting my mouth on Sajid cock. Reshma, still covering her tits with her arms, leaned forward in awe as the head of his cock disappeared in my mouth. I didn’t go very deep and stopped myself before a minute was even up, but nobody called me out on it.

Sakila won the next hand, and Sajid lost. “Sajid…to get up…walk over to Reshma…let her touch it…” she said. Sajid looked at Reshma, hesitant. She didn’t say a word, but she didn’t object. Sajid stood for a few seconds with his cock awkwardly swinging in Reshma’s face before she finally reached out and grabbed it with her right hand. She moved it around, inspecting it, and pulled the skin back and forth. I don’t think she even realized that she was stroking him, and it was still wet with my saliva.

“That’s enough…she didn’t say to give him a hand job…” I said with a laugh. Reshma quickly pulled her hand back, embarrassed, and Sajid sat back down. “I wasn’t giving him a hand job…” Reshma said angrily.

“Reshma…don’t say that you haven’t give a hand job to Mustak?” Gazala asked.

Reshma hesitated. “Baji (Elder sister) no I haven’t…” she said.

“We need to keep this game going…we can’t have him putting that away any time soon…” Sakila said. Reshma smiled but didn’t say a word, her eyes still glued to Sajid cock. Reshma lost the next hand. She didn’t even hesitate to stand up and pull down her panties, which were red with a little pink bow on the front. Surprisingly, she had a landing strip a little bigger than Sakila’s, but her lips were bare. The next hand went to Sakila, with Raziya losing.

“Well, Raziya…I want to see you jerk him off for a minute….” Sakila said. Raziya walked over and sat down next to Sajid on the floor. “I was hoping to get a chance to do this…it’s been months since I touched his cock…” Raziya said as she grabbed his cock and started stroking. Sajid was in heaven. Raziya knew what she was doing, corkscrewing as she stroked. Sajid almost came right there, but Sakila called a minute. “Sharing is caring…” Sakila said, drawing more laughter from everyone. Gazala won the next hand and Reshma lost. Everyone waited nervously as Gazala thought of a dare. Too bold and Reshma might quit, we all knew. “Let Sajid suck your nipple for a minute…” Gazala said.

Sajid got up, cock bouncing, and before Reshma could object, closed his lips over her right nipple and started sucking. Reshma moaned involuntarily, Sajid used his tongue and even nibbled a bit, and when Gazala finally called time, Reshma’s eyes were still closed as he walked back to his spot. I won the next hand and Sakila lost. “Time for some titty-fucking…” I said.

Sakila leaned back on the couch and squeezed her tits together as Sajid got up and walked over, he straddled her, put his cock in between those giant melons and started pumping. After about 10 seconds, Sakila stuck her tongue out, and he obliged by moving farther up so she could lick the tip of his cock every time he went up. Toward the end of the minute, she even got her lips around it for a few sucks, making a popping noise every time. No one seemed to mind, but finally, Gazala called time.

Reshma won the next hand, and Gazala lost. To everyone surprise, Reshma looked at Sajid. “Are you close?” she asked him.

“Yeah…I guess so…between Reema’s blowjob…Raziya jerking me off…fucking Sakila’s tits…I won’t last much longer…but I can stay hard…and keep going…” Sajid replied.

“OK…I want Gazala to jerk you off until you cum… Reshma said. Nobody could believe that Reshma had just said those words. But Gazala looked Sajid in the eye and crawled over. Gazala reached out a skinny little arm and started stroking Sajid’s cock. Her hands were so small that it made his cock look bigger. After a little bit, she stopped, leaned over and spit on it. I couldn’t believe how hot that was as the trail of spit went from her mouth to Sajid’s cock.

“I can’t wait to ride your cock later….” Gazala said. That was it for Sajid.

“Where am I going to cum?” Sajid said, knowing he was going to explode in a few seconds.

“Cum on my chest…” Gazala said, getting into position as she let go of Sajid cock. Sajid got on his feet and Gazala started stroking him again just in time as he let loose rope after rope onto Gazala’s titties. One shot landed on Gazala’s chin, but she didn’t seem to mind. She squeezed every last drop out and then leaning forward and quickly sucking the last little bit out. “Got to finish the job…” she said, licking her lips. “Can’t leave you with cum on your cock…” She then went and sat back down in her spot, not bothering to clean the cum off. We all were so shocked that it took a second before we remembered to keep playing.

I won the next hand, and Reshma lost. I grinned. “Time to clean her off…Reshma…get over here… clean all the cum off Gazala…” I said.  Reshma hesitated for a moment but went over to Gazala and hesitantly started licking. Interestingly, she started on Gazala’s nipple. Eventually, she started lapping away at it and ate every last drop, even the bit on Gazala’s chin.

“Mission Accomplished…” Reshma said, getting up to walk back to her spot. As she walked, I noticed that she had a great ass. Next round Sajid won and Raziya lost.

“Raziya…I want you to go lick Reema’s vagina…” Sajid said. I spread my legs and leaned back, Raziya came over, got on her hands and knees, and stuck out her tongue. She started from the bottom and licked all the way up my cunt lips, which already had been moist. She lingered at the clit for just a moment before getting up and walking back to the couch without saying a word. I couldn’t help but notice Sakila shift in her seat, and I wondered if she wanted to have her pussy eaten. Sakila won the next hand, but she didn’t ask for any oral from Gazala, who lost.

“Gazala…lean back…I want you to finger yourself for a minute…” Sakila said.

Gazala sat back down on the floor, leaned back on her left elbow, spread her slender legs with her knees up and reached down to her pussy with her right hand. Then she plunged a finger in and moaned. “I hate you bitch…” she joked, squeezing her eyes shut. But after about 15 seconds she stuck another finger in. Soon, she was furiously fingering herself, and using her left hand to tweak her nipple. Her fingers were glistening as they moved in and out of her cunt. Finally, as she started to really get into it, Sakila said “One minute over…” Gazala opened her eyes and glared at Sakila as she removed her fingers from her cunt. Looking around for a napkin, she eventually decided instead to just lick her fingers clean, which was quite a sight.

Raziya won the next hand, and, surprise, Sakila lost. Raziya smiled. “You got Gazala pretty good… now it’s your turn…I want you to get on all fours…let Sajid shove that Pepsi bottle up your ass…” Raziya said. Sakila got right up and said “Let’s go….” spreading her cute little ass cheeks. Sajid walk over, holding the Pepsi bottle out toward her ass.
 
“Spit on it first…Sajid…on my asshole…” Sakila said, Sajid obliged, getting a nice bit of spit on her puckered asshole. A moan escaped Sakila’s lips as Sajid used his finger to rub it in a little bit. Then he put the bottle up to her asshole and pushed it gently in. There was some resistance at first, but I could tell she was trying hard to relax, and eventually it went right in.

“Don’t worry…this plastic bottle won’t hurt me…moreover I’m not a virgin there…Raziya…” Sakila said. It was a sight I’ll never forget: Sakila’s little asshole squeezed tightly around the neck of the bottle, which was buried several inches inside her. Sajid gave it a little wiggle and she moaned again, he started to pull it out, but Raziya stopped him.
 
“I didn’t say to take it out…she has to leave it in there through the next turn…” Raziya said. Sakila gave Raziya a glare, but I could tell she didn’t mean it. She was loving this. I could see her pussy glistening with wetness. Next hand, Gazala won and Sajid lost. “Sajid…lick Sakila’s pussy…until that bottle falls out of her asshole…” Gazala said.
 
Sajid smiled and did as he was told. He got underneath Sakila and started by slowly licking up her slit. When he got to the clit, he teased her a little bit with some light brushes of the tongue before going back to her pussy lips.
 
“Aaaaaahhhh…get back to my clit…” Sakila moans clenching her butt cheeks. Slowly, Sajid made his way up, and finally he attacked her clit, sucking with his lips while flicking his tongue over her bean. It was only about 30 seconds before she started quivering, and when she finally screamed in ecstasy, the bottle popped out of her asshole, but Sajid held onto her clit for a little longer, until she came down. “I owe you one…” Sakila said, Sajid smiled at her and went back to his spot on the floor, and Sakila took a seat on the couch, legs spread-eagle and a contented look on her face.

I won the next hand, and Reshma lost. “Reshma…I want you to kiss…lick Sajid’s cock for one minute…” I said. Reshma looked excitedly at Sajid’s cock as he walked over to her. But she hesitated before starting.
 
“Reshma…just have fun…we aren’t going to tell anything to Mustak…” Sakila said. So Reshma leaned forward and planted a big, open-mouthed kiss on the side of Sajid cock, she then licked the bottom of his shaft from the base to the tip. Then she put both her lips on the side of his cock again, but this time she kept them there and moved them around, using her tongue and coating his cock with saliva. It was amazing to see Reshma making love to Sajid’s cock with her mouth. The minute went by quickly, though, and I yelled “Time over…”

“Wait…” Reshma said, taking her lips from Sajid’s cock for a second. “Let me do one more thing…”  Then she surprised everyone and took Sajid entire head in her mouth, going down about halfway before coming back up. “I just had to try that…” she said, bashfully, as she wiped her mouth and Sajid walked away. Sajid cock was rock hard as he sat back down. Next Reshma won, and I lost. “You told us…you use your vibrator…show me how you use your vibrator…” Reshma said. I went upstairs to my room and came back with my pink vibrator. I sat back down, spread my legs and turned the vibrator on. I ran it over my clit for a few minutes before shoving it all the way into my pussy in one movement. Damn, I was wet. I took it back out and rubbed my slit a few times before returning it to my clit. Before I should cum, though, Reshma said “OK…that’s good…” I was disappointed and threw the vibrator off to the side.

Gazala won the next hand, and Raziya lost. Gazala smiled, as if pondering whether to take things up a notch. 

“Raziya…you’re always bragging about how you can deepthroat…let’s see it…” Gazala said. Raziya got down on her knees and Sajid stood up. Raziya opened her mouth wide and took Sajid’s cock head into it. She sucked a few inches first, then she slowly went all the way down to the base, taking his full nine inches. As her lips slid down the last inches of his shaft, the head of his cock hit the back of her throat, but she kept going, with no gag reflex. Once she got it all in, with her nose buried in Sajid’s neatly trimmed pubes, she held it there for a few seconds and gave a thumbs-up to Gazala, with a glint in her eyes. Then she slowly slid her lips back up before going all the way back down. She was incredible, all the while working her tongue on the bottom of his shaft. Then she came all the way back up and said “You know…it’s actually easier for me if you just hold onto my head… and fuck my throat…” Sajid didn’t need to be asked twice. When she put her mouth back on his cock, he grabbed her hair and started fucking her face. Raziya shut her eyes and took it like a champ, making slurping and gulping noises that had Sajid on the edge of cumming.

“Stop…that’s enough…you showed us what you can do…let’s not waste his next round of cum…by having it shoot down your throat…” Gazala said.
 
“Since…we’re all naked now…everyone is involving me in just about every turn anyway…how about we quit with the spinning of the bottle…winner of each hands gets to dare whomever…multiple people if you want…” Sajid said and everyone agreed.

Sakila won the next hand. “Reema….I want you to lick Reshma’s pussy…” Sakila said. I smiled as I walked over to Reshma. I got on my knees, but Reshma looked hesitant to spread her legs. “Come on…Reshma…It’ll be worth it…” Sakila said to her. Reshma reluctantly spread her legs, displaying her pretty little cunny to everyone. I dived right in, I licked rapidly all over and sucked Reshma’s clit. Reshma threw her head back in ecstasy. Soon she was holding my head against her cunt and bucking. She finally screamed “Oooooohhhhhh…..” After Reshma came down, I got up, my face soaked with Reshma’s juices, and went back over to my spot.

I won the next hand. I looked at Sajid and said “Sajid’s fantasy is to have two girls suck him off at once…how about all four of you…fulfil his fantasy…suck him till he cum…”  Sajid stood. Gazala crawled over and greedily started sucking as Sakila, Raziya and Reshma got on their knees. This was it. Four girls had their faces inches from his cock, looking up at Sajid. Gazala went halfway down his shaft a few times, but mostly she sucked on the head like it was a lollypop, swirling her tongue around and making sure her saliva dripped down the whole shaft. Sakila grabbed his cock then. She didn’t put it in her mouth right away, instead licking up and down with her whole tongue. She looked Sajid in the eyes as she did it.
 
“I bet I can do what Raziya did…” Sakila said and put the head in her mouth first and sucked hard, which almost made Sajid cum right there. But having cum once already, he knew he could hold on for a while. Sakila then started taking more and more of his cock. She gagged and came up when the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat. There was an amazing amount of saliva on Sajid’s cock at that point, as if I was watching a porn video. Sakila was stubborn. She went right back down, she gagged again; but this time she shoved his dick deeper down her throat. Her eyes were watering as her nose hit his body, his cock entirely buried in her mouth. She looked like she was in pain, but I could tell she was loving it. She came up a little bit and then went back down again, gagging again but continuing on like a trooper.

“My turn…” Raziya said. Sakila came up and gave Sajid cockhead a kiss before letting Raziya have it. Raziya put her lips on the side and moved up and down his shaft first, then she took the head in her mouth and started moving down. She went up and down on his cock and the slurping noises she made were so hot. She took Sajid all the way in and moaned around his cock, then she came up and said “Reshma, your turn….” Reshma looked hesitant but at the same time exhilarated. Reshma first licked the underside of his dick. Then, moving it around with her hand, she licked all over. Finally, she put the head in her mouth, cradling his balls with her delicate fingers. She went down a few inches, then up, then back down a few more times. She started sucking harder, trying to get Sajid cum. Gazala had moved to the other side of Reshma, and Sakila had gotten underneath her. As Reshma made love to Sajid dick, Gazala and Raziya licked and sucked up and down the sides. Sakila, tongued his balls and occasionally put one in her mouth.

Sajid was in heaven, all four of them switched it up eventually, with Gazala sucking his cockhead and Reshma and Sakila on the sides with Raziya lapping at Sajid’s balls.

“Are you near…” I asked kissing Sajid neck from behind. Sajid just moaned in response. As the four of them hungrily kept their mouths on any piece of his cock that they could, Sajid felt the cum rising from his balls.
 
“I’m getting close…” Sajid said. Raziya took charge then. She started stroking as all four put their heads together, looking up at Sajid. “Tongues out…” Raziya said, and they all obeyed. That was it. As Raziya stroked Sajid cock, which was dripping with their saliva, Sajid unleashed one of the biggest cum shots of his life. Even though he’d cum once already that night, he just kept shooting and shooting. Raziya directed his cock so it got on each of their faces. Sajid shot a rope across Raziya’s nose and cheeks, then one that hit Reshma right above her right eye, leaving a giant glob dripping over her eye and forcing her to shut it. The next shot got in Sakila’s mouth, mostly, with some hitting her chin. The next shot hit Gazala on the cheek. Then Raziya directed the last few smaller shots into each of their hungry mouths, and Sakila leaned forward to suck out the last drops.

Finally, Sajid was spent. Sakila took her mouth off his cock, and all four of them sat there, cum dripping down their faces.
 
“I'll lick it all off…” Reshma said. We all laughed. I watched as she licked all of Sajid cum off each of their faces but didn’t swallow any yet. She then looked up at Sajid, opened her mouth and showed him the pool of his seed. She closed her mouth and gulped it down. We all sat there for a minute, dazed.
 
“I don’t think we need the cards anymore…” I said and then dropped to my knees and took Sajid half-erect cock in my hand. “Watch this…” I said, and then sucked him back to hardness in 30 seconds.

“Wow…you know how to get him hard soon…” Gazala said, as she said it, I could see her playing with her pussy.

“I need to fuck…Reema you want to be first?” Sajid said.

“From few months…I’m having you…let one of them be first…” I said.

“Who’s first, then?” Sajid said, excitedly. Without saying a word, Gazala pushed Sajid down on his back and straddled him, her pussy hovering just inches above Sajid cock. Slowly, she moved lower until Sajid felt her pussy lips touches his cock. She was sopping wet, and Sajid slid right in. Gazala moaned and threw her head back as she sat on his cock, going all the way down. Gazala started rocking on Sajid dick. She wasn’t going up and down, she moaned deeply as she maneuverer Sajid cock to her G spot and grinded on it. As Gazala leaned over him, her eyes shut while she used his cock like a toy, on a hunch Sajid moved his head up and took a nipple in his mouth. Sajid bit down hard, and Gazala squealed in delight.
 
Sajid reached around and smacked her hard on her ass cheek, Gazala smiled, eyes still closed as she was in her own world. Then he pulled one ass cheek open with his left hand and touched his right middle finger to her asshole. It squeezed shut reflexively before she relaxed and let his finger in. As he fingered her tight asshole, Gazala started bucking hard on his cock. Sajid bit down on her nipple again, and that put her over the edge. Sajid could feel the waves of her orgasm as her pussy clenched on his dick. He sucked her nipple and kept fingering her asshole as her orgasm seemed to go on forever. Finally, she slowed down and then collapsed on him, eyes closed and a contented smile on her face. She nibbled on his ear and whispered “It’s been so long since I have your big cock inside me…” With that, she straightened up and got off his cock. She sat back against the couch, dazed but watching eagerly to see who would fuck him next.


Raziya didn’t wait long for her turn, she climbed on top of Sajid reverse-cowboy style, with her perfect little round ass facing him. She started sliding up and down his cock as he focused on her butt cheeks. Raziya was sliding up and down on Sajid’s cock when Sakila put her head near Raziya’s crotch. Raziya pulled Sakila’s head on her crotch and started moaning, Sakila’s tongue was taking care of Raziya’s pussy as well as Sajid’s cock. Gazala buried her face in my pussy and Reshma was watching nervously both scenes unfold. Sajid looked Reshma in the eyes, and she bit her lips, Sajid kept looking her in the eyes as he spread Raziya’s ass wide and stuck a finger in her puckered asshole. Reshma smiled. It wasn’t long before Raziya started quivering, and Sajid felt Sakila’s mouth leave his shaft to focus on sucking Raziya’s clit. Raziya bounced so hard on top of him that I thought she was going to break his cock. She screamed as her orgasm hit. At the same time, I screamed as I came on Gazala’s tongue.


As Raziya came down and got off Sajid cock, Sakila moved up a bit and putting his cock in between her gigantic, tits; she squeezed them together and started rubbing up and down. Sajid cock slid easily between her globes, lubricated by the combination of Raziya’s pussy juices and Sakila’s saliva. Then Sakila stopped and motioned for him to get up. She turned around to get on her hands and knees, presenting herself to Sajid. Sajid rubbed his cock once up her slit and then shoved it in. As he pumped away at Sakila from behind, me and Gazala switch spots, with me eating Gazala’s pussy. Raziya started toward Reshma, but Sakila told her to wait.

“Reshma, come over here…let him finger your pussy for a while…” Sakila said. Sajid used his thumb to play with Reshma clit as much as he could while still hammering Sakila’s cunt with his cock.

“Sajid…use that pussy juice….Uuhhh….put your finger in my ass…” Sakila said, Sajid did as he was told.
 
“Spit on it…Mmmmm….then put another finger in…” Sakila said, Sajid did as he was told; Reshma watched intently as he fingered Sakila’s butt with his index and middle fingers, still plugging away at her pussy with his cock as she moaned.

“Now do it…” Sakila breathed, like a bitch in heat. Sajid didn’t have to ask what she was talking about. He just pulled his out and shoved it in Sakila’s ass. Sakila let out a moan so loud that me and Gazala stopped to watch. Raziya, meanwhile, got underneath Sakila and Sajid and started licking Sakila’s cunt, returning the favour from earlier. Sakila was screaming like a porn star now as Sajid was fucking her ass in great speed with powerful strokes.  

Sajid balls were slapping against Raziya’s forehead, which was also pretty hot. Soon Sajid was near his orgasm and asked “Where do you want me to cum Sakila?”
 
“Aaahhhh…cum in my asshole…”  Sakila screamed. Sajid somehow managed to plow her even harder, and as he let lose his seed deep inside her bowels, I heard Sakila scream in orgasm herself. Sajid pumped a few more times, then he took it out, and Sakila said “Who wants to eat this load?”

Gazala volunteered. She spread Sakila’s cheeks and tongued her puckered brown-eye for a few seconds before it opened, and Sajid milky-white cum started leaking out. Soon, Gazala’s mouth was full. Then she moved over to Reshma and motioned for her to open her mouth. Reshma did, and Gazala got over top of her and let the cum drip into Reshma’s mouth. Reshma gulped it all down and smiled.  As Reshma savoured the taste of her third load of the day, she didn’t realize right away that everyone was looking at her.

“It’s your turn…” Sajid said to Reshma.

“Oh…It’s been fun swallowing your…you know…stuff…sucking on your thing…having my…um… having Reema lick me…but I don’t know…if I’m ready for sex with my husband brother…” Reshma said.

“Trust me…Reshma…you don’t want to miss out on this chance…” Sakila said. Reshma smiled nervously as she looked at Sajid dick.

“Can we just do it regular style?” Reshma asked.
 
“Sure…” Sajid replied, Reshma nodded and then laid back on the floor, Sajid moved over her and kissed her softly on the mouth. She kissed back, passionately, her tongue exploring the inside of his mouth. She hugged him to her. Then she moaned, and Sajid felt hair brush his cock. Sajid looked down and saw that it was Sakila.

“She’s ready…” Sakila proclaimed. As Sakila moved away, Sajid lined up his cock in front of Reshma’s pussy; r rubbed it along her slit and Reshma jumped a bit, but then she relaxed. He slowly inserted his cockhead into her cunt, and she let out a long moan. As he kept pushing, she grabbed his butt and pulled him in deeper. Sajid bottomed out and held it there for a few moments, savouring the moment. He was balls deep in Reshma, and started pumping slowly, Reshma fucked back with her hips. She was enjoying it.

Then we went to kissing Reshma all over, anywhere we could get our mouths. Reshma’s eyes were shut, I was pretty sure she was in heaven. We went at it for what seemed like hours but probably was only about 10 minutes before Reshma’s screams picked up. She was close to cum, Sajid ground into her, making sure to hit her G spot while also making some contact with her clit with his pelvis. Reshma started shaking and screaming loudly. As Reshma’s cunt clenched Sajid cock, he knew he was seconds away from Cumming, too. Reshma was not on the pill, so Sajid managed to hold off until her orgasm was over. Then he pulled out and moved up to her mouth. Reshma instinctively took his cock in her mouth and sucked. Sajid erupted in her mouth, and she kept sucking until every last drop was gone, swallowing it all. We all sat back down, exhausted.

“You all got to fuck my boyfriend…you all got to cum…but now it’s time for me to have him all to myself…” I said and with that, I grabbed Sajid by his cock and pulled gently. Sajid stood up, and walked him to my room. As we reached the doorway, I stopped and looked back.

“Don't worry…this was way too much fun to be a one-time thing….” " I said to other four, who were all still in a daze. Sajid dick jumped at that thought, and I pulled him into the bedroom, where we had one of the most amazing fuck sessions ever.


 Fun After Holi (We and Sajid) Chapter 2 coming Soon


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The Dares- 1




Yash had finished a meeting and reached the office at 6:00 PM, he usually didn’t stay in office that late, but he had to report the project manager about the meeting. He was about to enter his chamber when he heard peals of laughter and clapping sounds coming from the conference room next to his chamber. Already annoyed, the incessant noise ticked him off, so he knocked on the conference room door; it was opened very slightly and Rahul, one of his colleagues opened the door.

“Rahul…will you guys keep it down?” Yash said.

“Yash…come in…something nice to show you…” Rahul chuckled.

“No dude…later…have to meet project manager…” Yash protested, but Rahul grabbed his arm and pulled him into the room and closed the door.

“Come on…man…trust me…here we have exactly what you need after a long day of meetings…” Rahul said. Yash looked around, there were three other construction managers at the other end of the room, crowded around a laptop.

“What’s going on?” Yash asked, approaching them. One of them pointed to the screen. It was some sort of a porn video. Yash looked away at once and continued “Guys…are you crazy? This violates so many policies! Porn in office? You’ll get fired if someone catches you….”

“Man…lighten up a bit…it’s not like we are broadcasting it to ladies…we are in a conference room after hours…” the guy whose laptop it was said.

“Do what you want…I am leaving…” Yash said and turned to leave.

“At least look at the body of this babe…I wonder how men like these get hotties like her…” Rahul said turning the screen in Yash’s direction.

Yash looked back reflexively, and stopped in his tracks after he saw the screen. Rahul turned the screen around and Yash walked towards him and behind him to watch the screen.

“Haha…even Mr. Goody Two Shoes Yash is enchanted…” another guy slapped Yash on the back and laughed.

Enchanted? Horrified was the word. Here’s what was playing on the screen - A dark thin man was standing near a betel (paan) shop. In front of him on the floor, was a naked woman with a very hot body, on her knees, with her back to the camera. From the movement of her head, it was clear she was giving the man a blowjob. Someone else was shooting this. Still visible on the woman body, was what had made Yash stop in his tracks first.

It was a tattoo, the tattoo Yash was watching from last 10 days. Now of course it was possible that two people might have the same tattoo. But it was almost impossible that two people would have it on the same place. Because the woman who was giving the blowjob and whose face wasn’t visible had tattoo exactly on the same place where Reema had just an inch above her ass-cracks.  

The blowjob continued for a few more seconds, when a voice said off-camera “Time for a close-up…do you mind if I take a close-up…cheedilal…” and laughed.

“Sajid Bhai…whatever you wish…I don’t have any problem…” Cheedilal replied. 

“Don’t you dare take a close-up…Sajid…” As Cheedilal said that, the woman spoke without looking back.

“What a bitch…doesn’t mind showing the rest of her body naked…but won’t show her face…” That’s when one of the construction managers watching the clip with Yash said and everyone laughed.

“Don’t worry dear…I’ll shoot it in a way that your full face isn’t seen…only your luscious lips around Cheedilal cock…and we have promised you…we’ll delete the clips afterwards…” Sajid’s voice came.

The woman on screen was about to say something when Cheedilal caught her head and held it down saying “You talk too much…shut up and keep sucking…”
 
And only muffled moans of protest were heard. The camera started moving closer.

“First…let’s take a close-up of her ass…” Sajid voice on the screen said “Now the pussy…” and he zoomed in on the pussy, displaying a mole just near the pussy that pretty much shot to bits any hopes Yash had of this not being his wife. “Now her boobs…” he said showing Reema’s luscious boobs bouncing against Cheedilal’s knees, “And now…the lips and the cock….” And the camera moved upwards.

Yash heart almost stopped as he dreaded the worst. Reema full face would be visible. All these construction managers knew Reema, they had met her in parties so many times. ‘Did they had set him me for humiliation? Are they going to laugh at me for being a cuckold…are they going to spread the news all over the office?’ These thoughts raced through Yash mind as the camera slowly moved upwards, but before it could reach the face, it was yanked from Sajid’s hand and thrown to the side. All that was visible for the next few seconds was the ceiling, and then the video stopped.

“Feisty little bitch!” Rahul said.

“Where did you get this?” Yash asked the guy who owned the laptop.

“Some friend forwarded it to me with a bunch of other clips…liked it…didn’t you?” he said. Yash stayed silent, hoping that no one had recognized Reema’s voice. No one seemed to have. He continued “You should watch the whole thing….it’s half hour long…”

“Awesome video….the worst part though…is that she doesn’t show her face at all…and speaks only at the end …wonder what she charges for a night…” another guy piped up.

“Maybe...she is just some desperate housewife…” Rahul asked.

“Maybe…but a hot bitch like her can get any man she wants…why would she give blowjobs to such ugly guy …and why didn’t she actually fuck anyone? All we saw was oral sex…” they guy said.

“Maybe she didn’t fuck them on camera…” Rahul countered.
 
“Guys…I’ve got to go…send me the clips on my WhatsApp…” Yash said and walked out of the conference room.

It had been ten days since Reema returned from Sajid’s hometown but as Yash was busy with his meeting and other presentation, he didn’t get enough time to spend with Reema. Yash reported the project manager about the meeting and after half an hour later, he was speeding his car towards his house. When Yash got home, Reema was watching TV. Yash came in and she kissed him on cheeks.
 
“How was your day?” Reema asked.
 
“Fine…” Yash replied.
 
“What happened?” Reema asked, sensing something was wrong.
 
“From last few days…I was so busy…can’t give you enough time…” Yash said, Reema stared at him. “I was so stupid…that I missed the remaining part of your adventures…” Yash continued.
 
“Yash…please you don’t have to apologize…I know you work hard for us only…” Reema said.
 
“So…can you continue telling me your adventures from where you’ve left…” Yash said.  
 
“Yash first get fresh…after dinner…I’ll narrate my adventures to you…” Reema replied.

After half hour “I think you can narrate your adventures while eating…” Yash said, siting on the dining table for dinner.   
 
“You’re too eager to hear…OK…listen carefully…” Reema started narrating her adventures to Yash.
 
 
Reema’s narration:
 
“Reema…wake up….” It was around 5:00 AM when Raziya woke me.

“Raziya…are you nuts…it’s 5:00 Am only…let me sleep…” I said.

“Reema…get up…you know I didn’t sleep last night…” Raziya replied.

“Who told you not to sleep…and why didn’t you sleep last night?” I asked back.

“Tomorrow morning you’ll return…so me, Sakila, Gazala & Reshma were thinking…thinking of making today special…doing something special…so we thought for some dares…some dares which you’ve to perform for all of us…” Raziya replied.

“What? I can’t believe you…I mean…I’m surprised…that all you girls have chosen dares for me…I’m impressed…” I said getting out of the bed.

“Come downstairs…others are waiting for you…” Raziya said pulling me downstairs to the living room. In no time we joined the others in the living room.

“Reema don’t take me wrong but…me, Gazala and Raziya envy you…we envy you because Sajid always praises you for fulfilling his fantasy…so last night we recalled our memories…recalling the memories where Sajid had shared his fantasies with us…but we denied…out of that memories we’ve chosen few… hope you’ll perform that fantasy for all of us…” Sakila said.

“I’m really impressed…you girls had recalled your memories…to choose some dares for me…I’m all in…so what’s my first dare?” I said cutting Sakila in between.

“Don’t interrupt me while I’m talking…and don’t get so excited…before telling you the dare…let me tell you something about the dare…all dares will be performed outside…outside means full outside…any place in this village…Sajid will be there with you for your safety…as well as he’ll be recording…all your dares from his mobile phone…so that we can watch it…we’ll delete the video after we watch them…if you agree then only we’ll tell you your first dare…” Sakila said.

“Guys…are you serious…you’re killing me…it’s scary…but it’s thrilling…I’ll do whatever the dare is…I am dying to know about my first dare…” I replied.
 
“Well get naked…Reema for starter…how about you doing 10 jumping jacks…it’s just like warming up…before hitting the gym…” Sakila said. I grinned and in no time I was standing nude in front of them and started doing jumping jack right away. Reshma burst into laughter as my tight butt moved up and down right in front of her face, distracting the rest of them only mildly from the spectacle that my D’s flopping all over the place. After 10, I sat down, cupping my boobs and blowing air over them as if they were smoking guns. We all laughed, Sajid was recording all this from his cheap mobile phone.
 
“Before I do my next dare…I would like to say something…as Sajid is also coming with me…why don’t he do the same warming up thing…” I said with a grin in my face.
 
“Wonderful idea…Why didn’t we think of that?” Raziya said.
 
Sajid stood, took off his clothes and started jumping, and as expected his semi-hard cock bounced up and down, hitting him in the stomach each time. We all clapped when he was done, and I offered the obligatory “Don’t know how you guys walk around with those things ….” Sajid laughed and wore his clothes back.

“Reema…now start with a lap around the outside of the house…” Gazala said. It was almost 5:45 Am and they had neighbors on both sides, pretty close by, so they would be awake.

“You cunt…” I said, getting up and walking to the door. They all admired my butt, which was round. I took a deep breath, opened the door and took off. Sajid shut the door right away running with me with his cheap mobile in his hands and others went over to the windows to peek through the curtains, which were drawn.

“There’s a light on in this house…but no one saw you…” Sajid said running close with me. As I rounded the corner in a full sprint, I see their 45-year-old neighbor, Raftar, sitting on his couch watching TV next to a big window. I immediately tried to cover my breasts and cunt as I ran. Somehow, Raftar didn’t notice. Finally, I burst through the door.

“Not cool, guys…” I said, giggling. As I sat down, I noticed my nipples were hard.

“I got one idea…” Reshma said.
 
“Go on…” I replied.
 
“Ok…you got lucky last time…so…go through Sajid phone…pick a guy…and send him a five second Snapchat of your boobs…” " Reshma said. For those of you who haven’t used Snapchat, it lets you send a picture that displays on the person’s phone for a few seconds and then disappears.

“Come on…you can take screenshots of snapchat…I don’t want ending up on the internet…” I complained.

“Who told you to send Snapchat of your face…I said your boobs…” Reshma said.

“Fine…I’ll send it to your brother Raziya…it’ll make his day…” I said, grabbing Sajid phone. We all laughed. Raziya’s 21-year-old brother, Nasim, was kind of nerdy. This might be the first set of boobs he’d ever seen naked; I pointed the phone at my tits, click, and it was done.


Sakila explained the dare, and soon me and Sajid left in my car. After 15 minutes of driving we were near the river, Sajid parked the car and we started wandering to find a spot to bath. Sajid smiled with a grin on his face when he noticed some older age man from the village bathing nearby.
 
“Sajid…what are you doing here?” One of them asked Sajid, who was around year old, fat and dark hairy man.
 
“Gaffur bhai actually…before taking bath Madam has a habit of taking few laps in her swimming pool…since we villagers can’t afford a swimming pool…I brought her here…” Sajid said to the old man then turning to me he said “Madam…this is our village swimming pool…you can swim here…” saying this he sat on a nearby stone and pulled out his mobile from his pocket and started recording.
 
I leave my bag near the tree shade and starting removing my clothes, soon I was standing naked. Gaffur’s jaw dropped as he didn’t expect this.
 
“What are you doing?” Gaffur man asked me.
 
“What else? I’m going to swim…” I said.
 
“Do you always swim like this?” Gaffur asked.
 
“Yes…but why…am I doing something wrong?” I said innocently.
 
“No dear…you’re the only one doing the right way in this village…” Gaffur said, I blushed to hear that.
 
I knew the more I waste time the more people will come for bathing so without wasting more time; I jumped into the river and started swimming while other guys were watching the sight, they think it was harder or impossible to see. I could see all the men were talking to each other while Sajid was busy in making video. After five minutes I came out of the water, Gaffur ran towards me and offered me the towel and insist that he dry my hair and body. At first, I was thinking of denying him but his innocent face turned my decision, as well as I was loving being pampered and I was wet between my legs.
 
After drying my hairs Gaffur tied the towel in my hairs and started rubbing my arms with his hands. Before I could say something Gaffur said “Madam…first you need to clean the water drops with your hands…then only use the towel…this way your body remains fit and healthy…”
 
“Oh…I didn’t know that…that’s why you look so young despite being 60…” I said innocently. Gaffur started rubbing or cleaning the water droplets from my stomach, I could feel his hands shaking with excitement. For a minute he continued rubbing or cleaning the water drops from my arms and stomach, I think he was afraid to move forward.
 
“Gaffur ji…I’m getting late…please be fast…till now you have just rubbed my arms and stomach…you have to rub my back…chest and legs also…” I said. This was all Gaffur wanted, soon his hands were all over my body, he was running his hands on my breasts, legs, ass cheeks and even on my pussy. After rubbing his hands on my body for five minutes Gaffur dried me well and I started wearing my dress.
 
“Madam…who trimmed your bushes…do you have a barber in city for these bushes also…” Another guy from the crowd asked pointing towards my neat clean shaved pussy.
 
“Oh no…I trimmed it myself…for removing them…we can buy razors and hair removing cream for the market…” I said laughing.
 
I saw Sajid putting his mobile in his pocket, I said goodbye to all of them and we drove back to Sajid’s house. All of them Sakila, Raziya, Gazala and Reshma were waiting eagerly for our return. While me and Sajid were doing our breakfast all of them were taking their time watching the recording in Sajid’s mobile.  
 
“I’ll continue to narrate the remaining adventure after I clean the dishes…” Reema said, collecting the dishes from the dining table.
 
 
The Dares- 2 coming soon

[reema4uhoney]

Guys, sorry for delay in updating the story....

The main reason for delaying in updating was...I wanted to end the story....but I was out of plot....

No don't think...I will leave the story in middle and will vanish...it's my promise...I will complete the story...

As I was thinking for a plot to end the story...it's then when one of the reader send me message...from this reader message...I got the plot to end this story...so in next few updates the story will be coming to an end....

I know you all are disappointed to hear this story is going to end soon...but something that start...has to end somewhere...and I don't want to leave in middle....so I am going to end this story soon.

But I promise you...this is just the ending of the first series....I will post the second series of this story....for my valuable readers soon in this forum...

But this time...before posting the second series...I will pen it down completely....so that my valuable readers...don't have to wait long for updates.... 

Moreover...I would like to thank to the original writer's...who had posted some of the best stories...in this forum and other forums....it was all there effort...from their stories...I had got all those plots....

We had all read their stories before....I too had loved their narrations...but no-one ever think of combining them together before...I did...and the result is here....and I think I didn't disappointed you readers....   

Once again sorry for the delay