Driven by a force she could no longer suppress, Rashi found herself walking toward the window, her hand trembling as she reached for his hand,
His smirk was slow and predatory, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as they met hers.
“I knew you’d come,” he said simply, his voice dripping with triumph.
Rashi’s lips parted, but no words came. Instead, she stepped closer, her hesitation melting away as the fire within her consumed her. “I... I want you,” she whispered, her voice laced with desperation and surrender.
Faisal’s smile widened, dark and victorious. “Good,” he murmured, pulling her into his arms with a possessive grip. “Now let’s finish what we started.”
Rashi closed her eyes as his lips crashed down on hers, fierce and demanding. Her fingers dug into the hard planes of his back, her body melting into his embrace. The heat of his kiss scorched her skin, igniting her desires. She yielded, surrendering herself fully to the fire within her, his touch stoking the flames higher and higher until she was consumed by the inferno. He started getting rough, removed her pallu and their act was partially reflecting on the window glass. She was in her blouse now, he pushed her and her hands went up on the glass, he kissed her languidly and the window glass was now covered with the moisture of their breath. Faisal took a step back, removed his vest and shirt, his muscular body was visible to her, his well-defined muscles taut and rippling as he moved.
He got close to her and in one swift motion tore away her blouse, the delicate fabric giving way easily beneath his strength.
Rashi gasped as the cool air hit her bare skin, the sound morphing into a moan as his lips found the nape of her neck. His teeth grazed her skin, sending a shiver of pleasure coursing through her body. Her heavy and tender breasts were now on half display, still caged in bra.
She shuddered as his hands roamed over her curves, his touch setting her on fire. She couldn't help but gasp, her eyes closing as his fingers found her nipples, pinching them roughly through her bra.
"Faisal," she breathed, arching her back and pushing her chest against him. "Please..."
He smirked and tugged the thin straps of her bra down her arms, exposing her breasts. She let out a low moan as his tongue trailed over her sensitive skin, his lips closing around one nipple. He sucked hard, the pressure sending waves of pleasure through her body.
"Yes," she panted, her fingers tangling in his hair. "Oh, yes..."
Her body was burning with need, the ache between her legs growing more and more intense. She ground her hips against his, desperate for some kind of friction. Faisal groaned, his cock straining against his pants as she rubbed against him. He grabbed her ass and pulled her close, his lips moving from her breasts to her neck. Faisal said "You want this? You want my cock, you bitch?"
She nodded frantically, her breath coming in short gasps. "Yes, yes, I want it," she moaned. "Please, Faisal". He grabbed her by her bra and pulled towards the bed, she followed. He ripped her bra off, and started kissing her nipples and squeezing her breasts. Her breasts were now naked, her nipples stiffening and getting erect in the cold night air. She started panting and moaning loudly as he licked and sucked on her sensitive nipples. He pushed her towards the bed and then lay down next to her.
"You have such amazing boobs, and they taste even better," he said, while playing with her nipples. He bent forward and kissed her on the lips and then he kissed her jaw, then her neck, and then her collarbones. Rashi arched her back and moaned, "Fuck, that feels so good. Please, don't stop."
He smiled and kept kissing her collarbones, and then her breasts, and then her stomach. He stopped right above her belly button and looked up at her. "Do you want to get fucked or fucked royally?" He said, his voice thick with desire.
"What's the difference?" She asked, her eyes wide.
"Well, if you want to get fucked, then I'll just fuck you and make you cum. But if you want to get fucked royally, then I'll fuck you and make you cum so many times and humiliate you and trust me, once I'm done with you, you won't ever forget this night," he said, his eyes twinkling.
"Oh, god," she breathed. "I want to be fucked royally. I want you to make me cum so hard, please."
"As you wish, my bitch" he said.
Faisal then pushed her on the bed and started kissing her passionately. She kissed him back, her hands running through his hair. His hands were all over her body, exploring every inch of her skin. He removed his trousers and was just in his boxers, his body was a sight for her, sculpted like a greek god. In her mind she compared it with Qadir and her urge just got more fired up. He came close to her and started pulling her saree, she raised her hips to make it easy. Her saree was completely removed and she was in her petticoat.
He started kissing her breasts and squeezing them, while sucking her nipples. She moaned loudly and her back arched, her hands reaching for his head.
"Oh, yes, Rashi, do they have milk in here?" He said.
"Ummm, Not yet" she replied.
He kissed her neck and then he bit her earlobe. "I love your tits, Rashi, they're so big and perky, just like a teenager, looks like your husband doesn’t enjoy them much " he whispered. He groped them hard and kept mauling them, eventually making the reddish pink.
She could only moan as he licked her earlobe. She felt him bite her again, this time harder, and she yelped in surprise.
"You like that, huh?" He growled. "You like when I bite you?"
"Y-yes," she gasped.
"Good. Because I'm just getting started," he said, his voice low and husky. He bit her earlobe again, this time harder. She moaned, her hands grasping his shoulders.
"That's it," he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck. "Keep moaning for me."
His hands slipped under her petticoat, and she felt his fingers brush over her panties. She whimpered, her hips bucking involuntarily.
He chuckled. "You're soaking through your panties."
She couldn't speak, could only moan as his fingers stroked her through the thin fabric. He kissed her neck, his tongue tracing a line down to her breasts. He licked her nipples, then took one in his mouth and sucked.
Rashi arched her back, her head thrown back as waves of pleasure washed over her. "Oh, God," she moaned. "Please, don't stop."
He grinned against her skin. "I'm not stopping until you cum," he growled, his hand slipping under her panties.
Her body was on fire, her core aching and throbbing with need. He pushed her panties aside and inserted his finger inside her, his thumb rubbing her clit. She moaned loudly, her nails digging into his shoulders.
"Please, I need more," she gasped, her hips rocking against his hand.
"Fuck," he groaned, his eyes dark with lust. He pulled her panties down and with the same motion, pulled the string of her petticoat and removed it from her body. His eyes darkened with undeniable desire as he looked down at her, her body lying on the soft expanse of the bed beneath him. Her saree and petticoat were discarded, leaving her dbangd only in her flushed skin, glowing under the warm light of the room. She instinctively moved to cover herself, her hands trembling as she reached for the edge of the fabric that had slipped aside, but Faisal caught her wrist gently, halting her motion.
"Don't," he murmured, his voice a low, resonant command. His gaze roamed over her, reverent and unhurried, as though committing every inch of her to memory. "Let me see you."
Rashi's cheeks burned, her body betraying her with a mixture of shyness and yearning. She hesitated, then slowly lowered her hands, surrendering herself to his gaze. Her chest rose and fell with quickened breaths, her heart pounding wildly in her ribcage. She watched him, his eyes drinking in her exposed form, the raw hunger written across his face making her shiver. Her pussy was glistening with excitement, she never thought of herself as a sex hungry bitch who opens her legs so instinctively.
She was suddenly aware of how vulnerable she was, how defenseless against the power of his desire. In just few months she has turned into a sex hungry bitch, about to open her legs for another man from a new country and reli****.
Faisal's fingers brushed over the soft swell of her breast, tracing a delicate path down her side. His touch was featherlight, leaving goosebumps in its wake, and Rashi trembled under the caress. Rashi reached out to his boxer, there was a visible tent already formed and her palm was on it. Her hand traced the outline of his manhood through his boxers and she couldn't help but moan as her fingers came in contact with his hard length. She was aching to touch him, her body yearning for the feel of his bare skin against hers.
Her breath was coming in shallow gasps now, her fingers gripping the hem of his boxers and pulling them down, freeing his rigid manhood.
Faisal groaned as his hard cock sprang free, slapping against his rock-hard abs.
"Oh, fuck, yes," he breathed, his voice thick with desire.
Rashi's gaze was riveted on his hard cock, the sight of it making her core throb and ache with need. He was hard, long and thick, everything a bitch in heat wishes for and circumcision was a bonus. His cock was already leaking precum and his balls were swollen, full of juices.
Rashi's eyes were glued to his erect member, her heart pounding in her chest, both looked at each other and she could see his eyes darken with lust.
She knew he was waiting for her to make the first move. Rashi took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. She leaned forward and gently pressed her lips to his cock, tasting him. He tasted sweet, like honey and chocolate (metaphorically), and his kiss made her entire body tingle.
Rashi broke the kiss and looked up at him, her eyes meeting his. She smiled and said, "You taste so good, Faisal."
Faisal didn't say anything, but he leaned down and kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth. Rashi moaned into the kiss, her hands roaming over his muscular body.
She couldn't help but gasp, her body melting against his. She could feel the heat radiating off his skin, the sensation sending a jolt of pleasure through her. Her hands were gripping his back, her nails digging into his flesh as his hands moved over her body, exploring her curves. She sucked him for quite some time, absence of foreskin made it easier for her to suck it without interruption.
His fingers tangled in her hair, his grip firm as he guided her movements. She took him deep into her throat, swallowing around his thick cock. He let out a low groan, his hips bucking involuntarily, driving himself deeper into her mouth.
Rashi's eyes watered as he hit the back of her throat, but she didn't stop. She wanted to make him feel good, to make him come undone.
Faisal's thrusts were getting faster, his cock pulsing in her mouth, suddenly the animal within him got awakened and he pulled her head away and started kissing her roughly.
He pushed her back on the bed and came on top of her, his tongue invading her mouth and exploring every inch.
"Do you want to taste my juices?" He growled.
"Yes," she moaned.
"Good," he said. He got up and sat on the edge of the bed. His cock was fully erect, the tip glistening with precum.
"but not in your mouth"
Rashi looked at him quizzically.
"I want to feel your tight pussy around my cock," he said, his voice a low growl.
She bit her lip, her heart hammering in her chest. He lifted her and threw on bed and came on top, his hands pinning her wrists above her head. She could feel his cock rubbing against her thighs. With his legs he parted her legs and then started kissing her lips, and then her neck. His lips traveled lower, kissing her collarbone, and then her breasts. He sucked her nipples, causing her to gasp and arch her back.
"Oh, fuck, yes," she moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair. "Please, don't stop." He held his cock in one hand and started rubbing it against her clit, the sensation making her writhe in pleasure.
"Please, I need more," she begged, her hips bucking involuntarily.
Faisal smirked, his eyes darkening with desire and pushed his cock deep inside her. She let out a low moan, her fingers grasping at the sheets. He felt so good, his cock filling her completely.
"Fuck, Rashi, you're so tight, how long have you been married" he groaned, his fingers digging into her hips. Rashi felt a little pain but the pleasure was paramount, she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper. The fact that she is getting drilled by an Arabian sheikh was making her too horny and she was not able to control her moans.
"Oh, my, god," she gasped, her head falling back against the pillow. "Oh, fuck, that feels so good, so deep!" She was thinking what a bitch she has become, spreading legs to other men and enjoying and moaning on top of her lungs.
He was pounding her hard and fast, his hips slamming against hers. She felt the pressure building inside her, the pleasure rising to unbearable heights and her wild thoughts taking her to the edge so quickly.
"Oh, god, Faisal, I'm going to cum," she cried, her eyes closing tightly.
"That's it, Rashi, so early, I thought you’d take a long to reach climax, clearly you have not been fucked properly by MAN" he growled, his voice husky with lust. She let out a scream, her body arching and her legs locking around his waist. The orgasm ripped through her, her body shuddering as she writhed in ecstasy.
"Yes, yes, yes," she chanted, her voice breathless. "Fuck, that feels so good!"
Faisal's grip tightened on her hips, his cock slamming into her over and over again, her tight pussy clenching around his hard shaft. He stopped and pulled his cock out and took her to the large window and made her bend forward facing the city naked, her heavy and sore breasts hanging free, her nipples stiff and erect. The cold night air made her nipples go even stiffer. He grabbed her hips and positioned himself behind her. Rashi felt the head of his cock pressing against her pussy. She braced herself for what was about to come. She said "Faisal, whole city is outsidethey will see us"
Faisal leaned over her and said in her ears "Then let them see, they will be envious and jealous, and also you will enjoy it" and shoved his cock deep inside her.
He didn't wait for her to adjust and started fucking her hard. His hips were slapping against her ass, the sound echoing in the room. She couldn't help but cry out, her hands braced against the glass, her knuckles turning white. She looked down at the city, the street lamps glowing like golden stars, and her breath caught in her throat. She couldn't believe how beautiful it was, how the lights seemed to twinkle and dance, the people milling around like ants below and she is being fucked by a man other than her husband. She has turned into a cheating wife and bitch now in just a few months.
Faisal's fingers were digging into her hips, his breath hot on her neck as he grunted and moaned. She could feel him losing control, his thrusts becoming erratic, and she knew he was close.
"I'm going to cum," he growled, his voice hoarse and strained. "I'm going to fill your tight pussy with my cum, Rashi. I'm going to breed you."
Rashi lost in the pleasure could only moan in response, her body writhing in ecstasy.
"Oh, god," she cried, her back arching. "Yes, please, I want it. I want your cum inside me."
She couldn't believe what she was saying, couldn't believe the words that were coming out of her mouth.
But she didn't care, all she cared about was the feeling of his cock deep inside her, his fingers gripping her hips, his breath hot on her neck. He groans, his thrusts becoming erratic, his cock pulsing inside her and with deep thrusts he starts pumping his cum in her. The hot feeling inside her made her cum once again. She could feel his cum dripping out of her pussy and sliding down her legs.
She collapsed on the floor, her legs unable to support her any longer. Faisal got her on the bed, his hand gently brushing her hair. She looked at him and said "That was amazing. I can't believe how much I enjoyed that."
"It was just the beginning, Rashi, we have the entire night", they both were in sweat, Rashi was glowing after their hot session and she was still panting, her breasts rising and falling rapidly. Faisal's cum was dripping out of her pussy, staining the bed sheets. Faisal went to the drawer and took out a pack of tablets, opened it and handed one tablet to Rashi.
"This will protect you from any unwanted pregnancy, swallow it now" he commanded and went to the bathroom and Rashi didn't have the energy to protest, she took the pills from him.
She could hear the sound of him peeing and running water. Her mind was still racing, her heart still pounding in her chest. She couldn't believe what she had done, how far she had gone. The tablet in her hand was not there, she threw it under the bed. She couldn't believe her own thoughts and actions. She had cheated on her husband, let another man touch her, fucked her, cum inside her, and she had enjoyed it. She had never felt anything like it, the way his hands had felt on her body, the way his cock had filled her, the way he had made her cum over and over again. Her body was still tingling with pleasure, the aftershocks rippling through her like electricity.
Rashi was lying there and was still naked and her pussy was leaking cum, she could feel the sticky liquid dripping out and in some time faisal came back from the bathroom. He looked at her and said, "Come here, get me hard again, bitches like you deserved to be fucked for the whole night" and she obliged.
She crawled towards him, her eyes fixed on his cock, still half-hard and glistening with water. She took his cock in her mouth and started sucking. His hands tangled in her hair, guiding her movements. He was fully hard within minutes and she could feel his cock pulsing in her mouth, the thought of his cum shooting down her throat made her core ache and throb.
"That's it, Rashi," he groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair. "Just like that."
She looked up at him, her eyes wide and her pupils blown. She could see the desire written across his face, the raw hunger in his eyes. He pulled her up and then kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth.