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My Fantasy
I study in KGS & Reena Rawat was my fantasy, I wanted to fuck her no matter what
happened. She was a sex bomb waiting to be fucked. This is a true story which I am
sharing with you… It was about 9:15 a.m. and my first class had just finished…. I
was feeling sick so I dashed to the sick room to find that no one was there except
Reena. She was sitting there alone, dressed in her tight shalwar kamiz as usual.
As usual my dick started to grow when I saw her.. Whose wouldn’t ! She was such a
sexy fuck that even a blind man’s dick would suddenly rise. I went and sat down next
to her and began staring at her beautiful breasts. She was a bit tan… and her figure
was incredible for her age.. she had a good bust an ass. As I quietly stared at her
body my penis wanted to rush out of my trousers. My bulge was evident through my
trousers. She turned towards me and saw it…she was shocked, she looked into my eyes
and gave me a seducing look. By Now I was very embarrassed because I guess she found
out that my erection was due to looking at her…She got up and locked the sick room.
I was shocked ! What was she upto… then she quietly came in front of me and said ”
So You wanna fuck me hero ! “. I was amazed and I said ” Yes.. well ” She quickly
put her hand on my trousers and began to rub it… I got such an amazing sensation
that I felt that I would probably come in 2 seconds..
This was a dream cum true!!..” She said ” well handsome if u wanna fuck me first
you’ve got to watch me and masturbate your dick without jacking off “. I was left
speechless. She got up and laid herself on the sick room bed and began massaging her
body through her shalwar kameez and began to rub her fingers over her pussy area
through her shalwar. She was taking out her saliva and massaging it over herself. By
now my dick was in my hand and I felt as the luckiest man in the world. My hand was
stroking my dick up and down. Then she said “Come ova here slave, I want you to suck
me asshole!.” I went to the bed and she started taking off her shalwar. I could by
now clearly see her wet panties. Oh how I wanted to lick her pussy for as long as I
could ! She began to rub her saliva all over her pussy and was siding her panties. I
opened my mouth and pulled her panties below to her leg… They tasted so sweet and
fine that I imagined that her pussy must be the best thing to eat out
!!I wanted to eat those cotton panties but I knew that better deserts were waiting
for me. I began to suck on her pussy and she removed her hand and put it on my
head, pushing me into her love spot. I wanted to feel what’s inside, I kept on
licking her pussy and wished that time would stop here.
Then Suddenly someone began knocking on the door!!. Reena hurriedly put on her
shalwar without her panties, she told me to put her panties somewhere… I licked them
a bit and she told me to stop and hurry… I put them under my underwear!. Reena was
fully wet from the front but her kameez hid the view. I was having such a hard on as
her sweet scent filled my mouth and below my dick was leaking due to the feel of her
panties and her thoughts raced in my mind. As we walked out of the sick room she
told me ” so you still wanna fuck me ? ” I replied ” yes yes “. She said follow me…
She took me upstairs on the roof… Through out the way I was teasing her by touching
her ass and putting my finger inside from behind and sometimes putting it on her
pussy over her shalwar.She took me to a classroom and locked the door behind her..
Reena said ” Darling, noone will come here..now we can fuck and suck each other till
hometime ” She hurriedly took off her shalwar and she bent down and
opened my trouser hook and pulled it down with my underwear. Now I knew that she
also wanted to get fucked..and she was getting excited! We both grasped each
other.. and held tight.Fortunately for us there was a table there…I pushed her ass
on the table…and there took off her kameez as she began to kiss me on my penis….I
took her kameez off… and began to kiss and caress her all over her body… I pushed
all her clothes aside…and began to suck her nipples..they were so succulent..
While I sucked them I was fingering her pussy as her juices were wetting my hand. I
wanted to drink all of her pusy juices…We began to French kiss each other…Our
tongues went in and out of each other… I had never been so aroused in my life… I
kept on sucking on her nipples through her bra..then I took her bra off..and put it
aside.. and began kissing her all over..Then I told her that I want to fuck her
ass…She first objected to the idea but then she agreed…and I put my dick up her ass
and she screamed first and said ” nahiiiin aaaah ” but then she began to have fun
and said Harder!!, push it in harder… I wanted to fuck Reena hard…All her clothes
were lying on the ground and we were fucking like animals…!! then Reena suddenly
said ” baby I want to make u cum all over me…But I said that I wanted to fuck her
first then cum.. but she said ” No ! I Want to suck your cock now !”… I immediately
took my cock out from her ass and sat on the table…she bend down in front of me as I
played with her titties.She first spat on my cock and began sucking it wildly.
“Your cock!” Reena replied, laughing and licking her lips. “But I couldn’t wait,
baby. Every Wednesday afternoon I get so horny thinking about your prick. she kept
on sucking. Her tongue and lips had done their work well and now the teacher’s hips
were again thrusting forward to meet her as she plunged her mouth down my throbbing
shaft. The huge knob pushed its way into her throat, stretching it even more than
men with much larger cocks did. Reena could hardly wait to feel the hot, sweet jets
of my come spurting into her belly. “Ohhh! Miss..
Oh my God! Reena, Ooooh! this is madness! Anyone could come!” Especially us, thought
Reena to herself as with a final burst of suction she brought me to a tremendous
climax. He moaned and clutched her head, pulling her against him, finally giving way
to my passion as his come poured into her mouth. Reena held my spurting cock
prisoner within the velvet trap of her mouth and gulped down every drop of that
wonderful liquid. She continued sucking gently even after it was all gone, feeling
his once proud prick shrink between her lips. Finally she let the limp organ slip
out of her mouth. I quickly stuffed it back into my pants. My dreams had come true…
and I had enjoyed every second of it…I dressed up but Reena was still naked, I took
her panties and put them in my pocket and said I will take this to remember you..she
cried for them.. but I promised her I would give them back to her when we fucked
again. I put my hands on her boobs and kissed them one last time before leaving
and thanked her for the fuck. Reena’s pussy was the sweetest pussy I had ever
tasted and wanted more of it even now..I would smell the sweet scent of her panties
all the time.
She told me that she also loved the taste of my sperm and next time she would let me
put my dick into her pussy and make full love to her…This excited me very much and I
went and hugged her and kissed her and said ” I want to make love to you too,
stranger… “.. Then I went away… till next time !. Reena watched me hurry away,
smiling with amusement. It was always like this, but she didn’t feel offended. She
had got what she wanted from me. Her pussy still itched but she had the delicious
taste of sperm in her mouth to savour until she could find someone to poke his prick
between her legs. That wouldn’t take long, she knew; it never did. I used to
masturbate and stroke my cock everyday thinking of Reena and how good a fuck she
is..and the tenderness of our beautiful breasts and the sweetness of her pussy. She
did a lot for me later…and my friends (Which I will tell in another story). I always
liked to fuck her at public places because she likes to show off her body and people
to see her private parts and to feel her wetness. She loved people to see her
getting fucked and wanted to get fucked all the time.
well here it was a monday afternoon and nothing to do .I was really
bored ,its too hot to do anything outside so I decided that I had a
few hours of alone time so id just take care of myself. So I began
massaging my cock and dreaming of past sexual adventures when my
doorbell rang.I jumped up from my bed and raced to the front door as
I peeked out the window all I could see was a pair of legs.They were
tan and long and made my imagination go wild.I placed my cock back
into my shorts but my bulge was ever so obviouse.I answered the door
and standing in front of me was my hot nextdoor neibor. She was
dressed for fun ,just wearing her white shorts and tube top.I invited
her in and she patted my bulge as she passed through the
doorway.Looks as if I came bye just at the right time she said..I
closed the door behind her and greeted her with a kiss .It wasnt long
till she was out of her close and laying in the middle of my
livingroom floor.she was rubbing her cunt and pinching her nipples
while I sat and watched her...she commanded me to sit closer and
watch her fingers as she slipped them deep into her cunt. mmmmmmm the
sounds and the smell of her hot twat was more than I could stand .I
ripped my shorts off and positioned myself between her legs...her
fingers still inside her cunt I began to massage her lips with my
cock .I needed some lube for the fun I wanted to have ..after my cock
was covered with her juices I began to rubb her tight little asshole
with the head of my cock.I slowly entered her ass ,just allowing the
head of my cock to gain access.she squeezed down on my cock and I
almost blew my load right there.she was so loving what we were doing
she started moaning ...deeper ,deeper ...so I thrust myself deeper
into her asshole grabbing her hips I thrusted my cock as deep as it
would go ...I started to feel her tremble then she let out a deep
scream. She convulsed a couple of times and came all over her
fingers. I removed my cock from her ass and she grabbed a towel and
began to wipe me off .Then she wrapped her lips around my cock and
gave me the most awsome blow job Ive ever had.I felt my self starting
to cumm but as I tried to withdraw my cock she grabbed my ass and
pulled my cock deeper in her mouth swallowing all my cumm ...she
sucked and nibbled until my cock became so tender I couldnt handle
anymore, then I laid beside her and we both smiled knowing we had
several more hours to play
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Taboo - An incest story
Chapter 1.
Faiza was upset. She was going to swimming today but could not do so. Her pubes were
showing through her swimming suite and she had no hair removing cream to remove
them. Suddenly she thought of using her brother’s razor. Amir was two years her
senior, she was 15, and they shared a common bathroom. Each had a door from their
room into the bath. She went outside and made sure that he was not home. Relax she
went to the bathroom and opened his cabinet. His Gillette razor was lying next to
his shaving foam. After taking of her clothes she inspected her pubes. They were
thick and black and covered her virgin pussy like a blanket. Faiza was a beautiful
girl. She had 34B sized breasts, slender waist and round buttocks. She slowly
applied the foam on her pubes. In her religion, girls are not supposed to play with
their pussies, but she was finding it hard not to touch the small bud at the top of
her pink pussy. She slightly touched it and a shiver of ecstacy ran through her. She
hadn’t played with herself and did not know to do any further so she picked up the
razor and carefully began to remove her hair. She was so much absorbed in it that
she did not hear her brother come inside.
“What are you doing with my razor, you idiot?”
“Nothing.” That was all she could say.
Faiza was so stunned that she could not find an answer.
Amir lost all his anger when he saw her beautiful tits and her spread semi hairless
pussy.
When she realized her nudity, she quickly reached for the towel and covered her nudity.
“Don’t.” That was all he could say to her.
“Get out or I will tell Samia.”
“What are you going to tell her that you are using my razor for cleaning your pubes?”
“Please.. I am your sister and you are not supposed to see me naked.”
“Okay, but on one condition.”
“What is that?”
“You will tell me all about yourself and hear from me about myself, like you being
my girl friend.”
“Okay. But go away know or some one might come looking for us.”
“See you in the evening.” And Amir went outside with a large bulge in his pants.
Chapter 2
Faiza could not concentrate all day long. Even the swimming gala could not cheer her
up. Every time she thought about what had happened would sent a shiver through her
young body. Being seen naked by someone for the first time and that person being her
brother was both exiting and repulsive. She did not know what to do. On one hand she
wanted to show her body to him and also get a chance of seeing him naked, but she
was afraid that it may lead to other things which she was not prepared to experiment
before getting married.
At dinner table she saw that Amir was also tense.
Their father noticed.
“Amir. Did you and Faiza had a quarrel today?”
“No,” said amir.
“Then why are you both not talking to each other?” He turned to Faiza and asked her
the same question.
“Oh daddy I am tired after the swimming gala and nothing else.”
“Ok, its Sunday tomorrow, and you both can sleep without the trouble of going to
school.”
They said good night and went to their room.
After nearly one hour she heard a knock at her bathroom door.
With trembling hands she opened it. Amir was standing in his sleeping suite.
“Can I come in?”
“Sure,” was all that she could say.
Amir switched off her lights except those on the bedside table.
“What are you doing?” she said.
“Ever one should get the impression that we are asleep, that’s what I am doing.”
They sat on her bed staring at each other.
“What do you want to know?”
“Look Faiza, I am your brother and I will do nothing of the sort that you do not
like. So please relax and don’t be afraid.”
He saw her relaxing and for the first time saw her smile a bit.
“You look beautiful in your nightdress,” she said.
“Thank you, you also look beautiful especially when you are naked.
“Please don’t talk about it know,” she cut him short.
“Okay. But can I ask some private questions.”
She nodded.
“What is the size of your boobs?”
“34B” was her short reply.
“And the color of your nipples?”
“You saw them today so why ask?” She was getting bolder now as she saw that it was
just boy’s talk.
“Well, you quickly covered yourself so I just had a glimpse.”
“Light brown,” she said with a small laugh.
“Are you wearing a bra know.”
“No. I do not wear one when I go to bed.”
“Can I feel them.”
“Certainly not, that is out of question.”
While talking she had a strange feeling there and she knew that she was wet. Her
nipples were aching and she thanked God that the main lights were off and Amir
cannot see them through her nearly transparent cotton qameez (shirt in English).
“Please,” her brother muttered.
“Okay. I will show you one of my boob but then you have to answer my questions also
and promise me that you will not take advantage of me.”
“I promise.”
She slowly raised her qameez and took out her left tit.
It was amir first time seeing a tit so closely. He had previously seen his mothers
when she was nursing his baby brother. But this was something new.
“Is it beautiful?” she asked in a teasing voice.
“Yes,” was all he could say in a deep voice.
“Please. Let me touch them,” he pleaded.
“Okay. But just touch it.”
He extended his hand and touched it. It was so soft. He touched the hard nipple. She
gave a small moan
“Does it hurt when I touch it?”
“No. Please keep on doing it, it feels wonderful.”
He took hold of her shirt and in one clean sweep he threw it off her head. There she
was naked from above with all her splendors.
“You promised you won’t do anything,” Faiza said, trembling with desire.
“I just want to see them both. I am sorry.”
“Doesn’t matter know any way, and no it all right. I want you to see them.”
He brought his mouth closer to them and took the left nipple in his mouth.
She jerked and thrust her boob into his hungry mouth.
“Oh it feels so good. Please suck them as Atif (her baby brother) sucks Samia.”
He started with great enthusiasm. First on the left and then on the right until he
felt her body tense and with a slight moan she relaxed. It was her first orgasm of
her life and she thought that she had peed in her shalwar (pants in English). She
felt embarrassed.
Amir realized what had happened. “Did you come?”
“What is that?” she asked in a lower voice.
“It means, dummy, that you had an orgasm.”
She looked down at her shalwar and amir could see a large wet patch.
“I thought I peed.”
“No, you certainly had an orgasm. Did you enjoy it?”
“Yes,” she said shyly.
“I want to see your pussy.”
He put a hand on the shalwar-covered thighs. She said nothing. Growing bolder he
lowered her shalwar slowly until she was completely naked.
Her glistering shaved pussy, wet from her come, was in front of him.
He touched her there.
“No please,” she pleaded, “I am not ready for it.”
With a sigh he removed his hand. “Okay, but promise me that you will show it to me.”
Alright, and with that Faiza put on her shalwar again. When she reached for her
shirt he stopped her.
“I want you like this don’t wear your shirt, you look beautiful.”
Faiza was reluctant but agreed. “OK now you will answer my questions.”
“Go ahead feel free to ask any thing.”
“Are you circumsised?”
“Sure dummy, it is in our religion.”
“What is your size?”
“What size?”
“You know it what I am talking about” she said.
He laughed. “Well I have nearly 7 inches of cock. Do you like to see it?”
“Yes,” she replied shyly.
Amir lowered his pajamas and pulled out his virgin erect cock.
Faiza was stunned at the size of it. She had heard other girls talking about it but
haven’t seen one before. It looked beautiful and she wanted to touch it but she
wanted her brother to ask her.
“Well, do you like it.”
“I don’t know.”
“Haven’t you seen a cock before?”
“Do you think I am a whore?”
“No. I thought, OK forget about it, will you touch it?”
She slowly put her hand on his penis. It was so hot and silky. Her small hand was
trembling as she felt the length of it.
Amir was in paradise. He was also a virgin. Before today nobody has touched his
cock. He was finding it hard to control his passion. He knew that a few more strokes
and he would be coming.
Faiza was inspecting her brother’s cook very minutely. “These are your balls” aren’t
they, she pointed to the hairy sack hanging below his cock.
“Yes they are. Look Faiza, why don’t you keep on rubbing my cock.”
“What will happen if I do so?”
“I will come like you did.”
She started rubbing vigorously to please her brother. Amir felt his cook grew and
started feeling the sensation building. After few strokes he knew he was ready.
“Please faster, I am going to come.”
Faiza intensified her efforts. Suddenly a load of hot seamen erupted from the tip of
her brother’s cook and landed on her chest. She didn’t know what to do but jest kept
on pumping. At least Amir sighed and his cook stopped erupting.
“Thank you,” he said and kissed his sister on her cheeks.
“What am I going to do with all this mess on my chest?”
He looked down and saw that his cum was all on her chest and beautiful breasts.
He had an idea. He lowered his mouth and took her cum covered nipple in his mouth.
It tasted salty but he kept on liking them until both her tits were clean.
She was astonished and at the same time getting aroused again.
Amir looked into her eyes and read the message. “Will you like to taste my cum?” She
nodded in affirmative.
He took some of his come on his finger and brought it to her mouth. She eagerly
opened her mouth and took it and sucked it clean.
“You want more,” he asked.
“Yes,” she said. “Then why don’t you taste it on my cock?”
“You mean I take your cock in my mouth, isn’t it dirty to do such a thing?”
“No, nothing is dirty in love. Come take it.”
She looked down at his semi erect penis and back at him.
“Come on, try it for once.”
Reluctantly she opened her mouth and took the head of his cook in her mouth and
instantly felt the remaining of cum on his tip. He thrust and half of his now
throbbing cook was in her mouth.
“Suck it like a lollipop.” She did so and found it was fun. She could feel his cook
increasing in size in her mouth. But then she pulled back.
” Look isn’t it to much for one day, it is my first experience and I want to go slow.”
Amir was desperate but he wanted to please his kid sister. “OK but promise me that
we shall do this again.”
Faiza smiled. “Look, I also liked it but think about one thing and that is I am your
sister.”
“Nobody will know about it I promise you,” Amir replied.
“It is not about anybody knowing. It is not right both in our religion and in law.”
“Look I liked it and so did you so there is nothing bad about it. I want to see you
naked, completely, and make love to you.”
“Hey! aren’t you going to fast?” Faiza said.
“Look I saw your breasts and your pussy didn’t I?”
She looked at her brother. He looked so adorable that she wanted him close to her.
He was senior to her but looked like a baby pleading for something. She opened his
arms and embraced him. It seemed as eternity.
Suddenly she felt something hot on her still naked breasts. She looked down and saw
that those were his tears. “What is the matter?” she asked him.
“I love you so much that it is hard for me thinking you will reject me.”
“No dummy. I am not rejecting you. I love you. OK I promise we will do this again.”
“But I want to see you completely naked today and even at your terms.”
She was helpless. She separated from him and stood up. Brought her shalwar down and
sat on the carpet at a safe distance from him.
“You want to see my pussy so look at it.”
“I can’t see it like this. You have to open wide.”
Faiza slowly opened her legs and gave her brother a first full view of her pussy.
Teasingly she lowered her hand and opened the lips of her virgin pussy.
Amir could not believe his eyes. There she was his beautiful young sister spread
open and her pink pussy glistering with her wetness.
“Do you like what you see?” she asked teasingly.
“Can I jerk off while looking at you?”
“Do any thing you like but with yourself.”
Amir took his rigid cook in his hand and earnestly started pumping at his meat.
Within no time he was ready to come. Faiza knew that he was about to come from the
expression on his face. She was wet herself and tension was growing in her lions.
I am coming announced Amir and with that threw a thick load of jism into the air,
which landed on his sister’s thighs. Faiza also could not stop her hands from
playing with herself. The moment she touched her clit, she started to come.
Both brother and sister lay exhausted after the powerful orgasms.
It was Faiza who stood first and wore back her clothes. She came near her brother
and gave his flaccid cook a small squeeze. It stirred. She laughed and asked him to
wear back his clothes. After both were dressed Amir gave her a kiss on her cheeks
and said good night.
Both of them slept soundly knowing that more was in store with the rise of the new sun.
Chapter 3
Faiza woke up late next morning. Lazily she pulled the curtains, letting in soft
light of March sun into her bedroom. It was spring which is the best month in Lahore
(Pakistan). She walked out of her room and went straight to the lounge. It was empty
except the maidservant. She remembered that her parents had to go to a wedding in
their native village. The maidservant told her that only she and Amir were left
behind. Hearing Amir name she blushed and remembered the events of last night. Not
wanting the servant to see her blushing she went back to her room. She went to the
bathroom to do the morning necessities. The door to Amir’s room was unlocked. She
went to look it but after a mischievous grin let it remain open. Slowly she removed
all her clothes and looked at herself in the mirror. She knew that she was beautiful
and the mirror replied in affirmative. After doing the necessary rituals she took a
bath and wiped herself dry. The wearing a beautiful lacy bra and panties
she went to Amir’s room. He was sleeping soundly. She slowly removed the light
blanket over him. To her surprise she found that he was sleeping naked. His flaccid
cook was visible. She drew closure and started inspecting it. It was a mere two
inches in length, not long as she had seen it the previous night. She lightly
touched it. It was soft. She then ran a finger on his balls. They were bigger than
she thought and oval in shape. Amir had a thick bush of pubs and she made a mental
note that she will ask him to remove them. Amir stirred in his sleep and she
tiptoed back to her room.
Later in the day when she went out she met him in the lounge watching Pakistan and
India cricket match. They both said hello and smiled at each other. She sat near him
on the sofa.
“Come closer to me,” he said.
“No somebody might notice it.”
“Papa and mamma have gone and they are not coming back till late at night,” he replied.
“The maidservant? What about her.”
“I gave her leave and there is nobody in the house and also I have looked the front
door.”
“You rascal. You have something in mind.”
“Come closer to me and will you and please remove your shawl.”
Faiza smiled to herself and after removing her shawl went near her brother and
placed her head on his shoulder.
“You know Amir, I feel like I am your wife.”
“Except that I haven’t made love to my bride.”
“We have been married only for say 10 hours,” she giggled.
“Did you love what we did last night?” he asked.
“I really enjoyed it; by the way I say your small cock in the morning.”
“Do you think it is small?”
“I have nothing to compare it with,” she replied. “Amir will you do one thing for me?”
“What do you have in mind?”
“I want you to please shave your pubes for me.”
“OK I will do it for you.”
Faiza saw a bulge in his pants. She put her hand on it and smiled. “You are hard
Again,” and without waiting for his reply opened his pants and brought his cook out
with its full glory. It looked beautiful in full lights.
“Amir do you masturbate.”
“Yes. Often.”
“Do you think about someone when doing it?”
“Yes I do,” he replied.
“Can you tell me who?”
“Well sometimes about you and well I cannot tell you about the other one.”
“Please tell me, I won’t tell anybody, you know that.”
“I think about Samia quite often.” When he said that he looked at her for a sign of
any anger but there was none.
“Have you seen her naked?” she asked.
“Well her boobs when she is feeding Atif.”
“What do you visualize about her?” she asked.
“I think about sucking her tits and drinking her milk and sometime fucking her.”
Faiza was getting turned on. “Will you like to fuck me?”
“Sure, that will be the best thing ever to happen to me. But will you let me do it?”
Faiza looked straight into his eyes and with a seductive smile lowered her head and
took his erect penis in her mouth. She wanted to please her brother and be his
bride. She vigorously kept on sucking him
“Oh my god Faiza I am going to come. Please suck harder.” Faiza increased her speed
and within a few strokes she felt her brothers cock stiffen. She knew that he was
about to come but she wanted him to come in her mouth. To show him that she truly
love him. Then she felt the first set of jism hit her throat. She kept on sucking
earnestly and load after load of semen filled her mouth and some of it trickled down
her lips. When she realized that he was spent, she let his cock slip out if her
mouth and looked up.
Amir brought her up and kissed her on her full lips. He felt his cum on them. She
opened her mouth and their tongues met. The taste of her sweet mouth along with his
cum taste felt wonderful. They kept on kissing for sometime. Then they separated.
“How can I thank you Fazia?”
“You don’t have to thank me remember I am your sister and wife.”
“My wife! I thought you were just making me happy by saying it.”
“Amir, I want us to live like husband and wife unless I am really married. But to
tell you the truth I love you so much know that I wish we could be married and I can
raise your children.
“I love you too Faiza and we shall talk about it later OK. Now can we go to my
room?” He got up and taking his sisters hand they both went to his room. Once in
their room they embraced tightly and started kissing. Soon both were naked and
staring at each other. Amir took her in his hands and laid her on the bed. He took
her nipple in his mouth and started sucking on it. Slowly his hand traced down and
he found the lips of her moist pussy. Fazia purred like a cat. His mouth followed
his hands and slowly he was kissing her thighs. Then he placed his mouth on her
pussy. Fazia gave a cry of ecstacy and thrust her pussy forward to meet his tongue.
Amir licked on her clit and virgin fuck hole.
“Love me Amir please.”
Amir extended his hand and took out a bottle of cream he used for masturbation. He
applied some to his cock and then looked at his sister.
“Are you ready for it my dear?” He asked.
“Yes I am all yours my dear brother; I am your wife. Love me and take my virginity.
Give me all your seed.”
With that Amir put the tip of his cock on his sister fuck hole.
“Look, it may hurt a bit but you will enjoy later on,” he said.
“I know. Just fuck me.” At last Amir heard the word he was waiting for. He was so
turned on by the use of vulgar language by his sister that he pushed his cock with a
vigor.
Fazia was finding it hard to breathe. She felt her brother’s cook hit her hymen and
when his cook tore it she felt like she was going to die of pain. Tears started
rolling from her eyes. Amir stopped for a moment seeing her tears but Fazia thrust
her hips and the rest of his penis entered her virgin hole. She could feel his hairy
ball touching her asshole. They lay still for some time both savoring the moment.
Fazia could feel her brother cook throbbing in her tight pussy. Slowly Amir started
pumping.
“I cannot hold on for long. You know it is my first time,” said Amir.
“Just come inside me, that is all I want from you my dear.”
Amir knew he could not last longer so he increased his speed and within no time he
started to come. Fazia felt her brothers cum filling her pussy. She was overjoyed.
Here was her brother, her man, filling her with the seed of life.
After some time Amir took out his cook from his sisters pussy. It was red wit her
blood. She also saw blood on his cook and quickly looked at her pussy. There was a
large patch of blood on the bed sheet and her pussy was all red.
They looked at each other and then started to laugh together. They both went to the
bathroom and cleaned themselves and removed all traces of their love making form the
room.
“Next time I will make you come,” said Amir.
“It doesn’t matter, you love me and that is more important for me than having an
orgasm and I know that like a good husband you will fulfil my sexual desires.
“Don’t start calling me your husband. It might become your habit let other people
know about it.”
“Please don’t let me stop calling you that, I promise you I shall be careful” Fazia
pleaded. “OK but not always. Now let’s go out and take a walk.”
“I can’t, my pussy is sore and I want some rest before anybody arrives,” she said.
“Let us then watch TV,” and with that both of them went to the lounge.
Chapter 4
Days went by without much excitement. They tried to have sex at every possible time,
but ended up having oral sex only as they were afraid of being caught. They would
suck each other off or masturbate each other. Amir even brought some porno movies
but was unable to watch them as the VCR and TV were in the lounge and they were
afraid of being caught. One night when Amir went to his sister’s room he found his
sister very tense.
“Is something wrong?” he inquired.
“I am one week late and I think I am pregnant,” she replied. “What are we going to
do now?”
“But we had real intercourse only once.”
“When we first did it, my periods had just ended and I think you got me pregnant
that very night,” she said.
“Can’t you ask some body, maybe your friends,” he asked.
“No, I don’t have a friend this close to confined to,” she said.
“Then what are we going to do, wait a minute, why don’t you ask Samia about it?”
“She will kill me if she finds out about us,” she replied in a tearful voice.
“I know she will be angry but you know she won’t tell anybody.”
“Are you sure?” she asked.
“Yes I am sure,” he said, however he wasn’t sure what would happen when she will
learn about their love affair.
Next morning Faiza did not go to school, pretending she had severe headache, and
remained in her room. After some time she heard a knock at her door and her mother
entered.
When Faiza saw her mother she started crying.
Her mother was taken aback. She came near her daughter and put an arm around her.
“What is the problem my dear, is your headache so severe?” her mother asked.
Faiza looked at her mother with tearful eyes. Her mother instantly realized that
some thing was wrong.
“What’s the matter darling? Come on tell me.”
Faiza had already made up her mind of telling her the true story no matter what
happens.
“I am late and I think I am pregnant,” she replied.
It was like a bombshell to her mother. Her sweet 15-year-old was telling her
something that she hadn’t expected to hear. She could not talk for some time. She
looked at her weeping daughter. She looked so pretty and innocent that it was
impossible for any body to think that she would have done such an act. But something
had to be done first and that was to give her medicine for her periods. Questions
can be asked later on.
“Young lady, you are to answer my questions but now I am going to give you a pill
which will hopefully will do the work, however I am very disappointed.” With that
her mother left her room and came back with a pill and a glass of water. She gave it
to Fazia who took it with water.
“Now tell me every thing and I mean everything,” her mother said.
Fazia’s mother Samia was herself a beautiful women. She was married at the age of 18
and even at 36 she had a nice figure. Her daughter was a true copy of her even in
sex she thought. Samia herself had lost virginity at 17 when she had her first
sexual encounter. Her girl friend Lubna had taken her virginity. She remembered how
she had gone to her friend’s house for a night stay and during night she was
awakened by a hand on her breasts. In dim lights she saw that it was her friend
Lubna, She was totally naked. Seeing her awake Lubna smiled and kissed her. Samia
had seen Lubna’s breasts many times and had shown her her beautiful tits but this
was something else.
“Come on remove your clothes,” Lubna said and without waiting for an answer started
removing Samia’s clothes. Samia did not protest, she was turned on by what was
happening. She had not seen a pussy other than her own and wanted to see Lubna’s. To
summarize, they inspected each other in detail and licked each other pussies. Lubna
lost her hymen to her best friends when she inserted a carrot in her pussy. Their
lesbian love continued after their marriages and even lately had given head to each
other. But that was a lesbian affair and there was nothing to worry about being
pregnant.
Now Samia was waiting for her daughter to answer her question and what was going to
come wasn’t in her wildest dreams.
“You are not going to kill me, are you?” pleaded Fazia.
“Certainly not, but I am greatly disappointed, however I myself was your age and I
realize a girls need in our man oriented society,” her mother replied.
“Amir,” was all she could say.
“What Amir?” Her mother was puzzled.
“I did it with Amir and believe me it was all my fault and I love him,” she replied
in one breath.
Samia was dumfounded. Amir her son was doing it to his sister. She didn’t know what
to say but just kept on starring at her daughter.
“Oh mother, I am sorry but please say nothing to Amir, we love each other so much
that it didn’t look sinful for us to make love. If he was not my brother I would
have married him.”
Samia sighed deeply to control her nerves. She could not figure out what to say.
“Incest” had always excited her but not in her own home. She thought about it as
just a thing of fiction. But here reality was starring at her. But she saw that her
daughter was on the verge of collapse and she had to do something.
“Tell Amir to meet me when he comes back from school and you take some rest,” she
said in a motherly manner trying to play down the situation.
“You are not going to beat him or tell daddy,” Faiza asked.
“Certainly not I am not going to do any thing crazy, I just want to talk to him
relax will you,” and with that she left her daughter’s room.
Samia went straight to her room. She was thinking. What was she going to do about
it. She knew she cannot let it happen any more but how?. Both her children had
tasted the joys of sex and it was going to be hard for her to keep a permanent guard
on them. Then she reached a conclusion. She will let them play with each other and
have oral sex. That way they can get their rooks off and Fazia might not get
pregnant again. She started planning how she was going do it.
Amir came after lunchtime. When he saw his mother he knew that Faiza has told her
everything.
“Hi Samia,” he said.
“Did you meet Faiza,” she asked.
“No I just came in,” he said.
“Alright come to my room.” Amir followed his mother to her room thinking about what
is going to happen to him.
His mother closed the door and locked it. Amir stiffened. His mother turned around
and pointed to a chair. He sat down not knowing what was coming.
“Amir I am your mother and it is my duty to tell you between right and wrong. What
you are doing is wrong, totally wrong. If you love somebody it does not mean that
you can have sex with that somebody. I know that you love me but does that mean that
you would like to have sex with me.”
“Look Samia, I know that you could have thrown me out of the house for what I have
done which you did not and I am thankful for that. You know that ours is a strict
society and it is not permitted but I want to confess that I do not feel it is
wrong.”
Samia looked at her son. What she saw was a beautiful young man confessing his
desires. She realized that her own pussy was getting wet. She had planned that she
was going to teach him about oral sex. Her own sex life was not that active. Her
husband didn’t think sex something to be done regularly. He was a typical Pakistani
male who thinks that it is only for men to enjoy sex.
She smiled at him.
“You are very bold, are you not afraid of what you are saying,” she asked him. Then
without waiting for his answer she asked, “Come over here.”
Amir walked towards his mother and stood in front of her. Without any hesitation her
mother opened the zipper of his pants and pulled out his cock. Amir was so shocked
that his penis shrank.
She took the small penis in her hand and looked up at her son and smiled. “You have
a lovely cock.”
She gave her sons cock a few jerks and it started to rise. Samia was trembling with
desire. Except her husbands cock, which was a mere 5 inches, she had not seen any
other penis. Amir’s penis grew fully erect to it full 7 inches. It was long and
thick, his mother noted.
“Do you like what I am doing.”
“Don’t know,” stuttered Amir.
Samia pulled down his pants and Amir shrugged them off. Then she pointed to his
shirt and in one sweep Amir took it off. Samia looked at her naked son and gave him
a motherly smile.
“You have grown up into a beautiful young man.” Extended her hand she took hold of
his throbbing penis. “And you have a beautiful penis,” then sliding her hand down
she lightly grabbed his balls.
“Now I know why Fazia is crazy about you. You have everything to please a woman.”
Amir’s throat was dry of anticipation. He swallowed hard and looked at his mother
with open eyes.
“Do you want to see me naked?”
Amir could not believe his ears. He had always dreamed about sucking her milk.
“That’s the best thing that will ever happen to me,” he replied.
Samia smiled and took of her clothes without any hesitation. Amir gazed at her ripe
breasts full of milk and then to his eyes trailed to her pubes. They were dense but
her pussy outline was quite visible.
“Do you like what you see,” she said. Amir nodded and sat down with her. They
starred at each other. She guided him to her breast.
“Mumy! did you breast fed me when I was born? He asked while starring at those
beautiful tits.
“No, I had no milk at that time, I was very young when you were born, go ahead empty
my both boobs.” Amir didn’t need any further invitation. He lowered his head and
took one nipple in her mouth and started sucking. A stream of hot milk poured from
his mother’s breasts and filled his mouth. He kept on drinking it until both of them
were empty. Samia was getting hotter, While her son was busy sucking her boobs she
took his rigid cook in her hand and started rubbing it. When Amir released his
mother’s boobs he was on the verge of orgasm. Her mother also felt that he was about
to come. She drew near his cock and extends her tongue and licked the pre cum oozing
from his piss hole.
“I want you to come in my mouth,” saying that she took half of his cook in her mouth
started sucking him vigorously. She had not sucked a cook before and prayed that she
do it right to her son. Amir could not hold any longer. This was too much for him.
He shot deep in his mother’s mouth. Samia kept on sucking until the last drop and
happily drank all his load.
When his cook shrank in her mouth Amir retrieved it.
“Did you like it, it was my first time!”
Amir embraced his mother and kissed her on her lips. “It was wonderful, tell me did
you enjoy it Mummy? “I certainly did,” she replied.
Amir’s hand went to his mother’s lap and rested on her pubes. They were wet with her
pre cum.
Samia opened her legs wider and Amir’s finger found the lips of her moist pussy. “I
want to see your cunt.”
Samia laid on her back and opened her legs wider. Amir adjusted himself between her
legs and with one hand opened her pussy lips getting a full view of his mother pink
pussy. He lowered his head and touched her clit with his tongue. Samia bucked her
ass and ground her pussy against her son’s mouth. Amir started licking all along her
pussy inserting his tongue deeper in her fuck hole. Samia had previous lesbian
contacts and had experience in being licked but the mere fact that it was her baby
boy was something else. Her orgasm exploded like a bomb on her son’s face.
When things cooled, she sat up and looked at her son who was smiling. She kissed him
on his lips and tasted her own juices. Taking him by his hand they went to the
bathroom and washed away their marks of lovemaking.
“Mummy! Will you let me have intercourse with you?”
“You mean fuck me.”
“Yes.”
“Soon, but first I am going to educate you and Faiza about sex. Sex is not just
fucking, it carries various responsibilities that have to be addressed.
“Are you going to tell Fazia about us?”
“Sure, this is going to be our secret and I hope she is good at keeping secrets.
However don’t tell her until I speak to her. Go now, your father will be home soon
and I don’t want him to suspect any thing and by the way, your father is going for a
two month training to Karachi so we will be free to do any thing, she smiled at him
wantonly.
“When is he going?”
“Next Saturday, in the morning.”
“When are your spring holidays expected.”
“They are going to start on next Sunday, only one week is left.”
“So you have to wait for a week before we do any thing and remember stay away from
your sister till then.” “I will!”
“Promise.” Saying this Amir went to his room to change and plan for the future.
Chapter 5
Samia’s husband left next Saturday for Karachi. Both the elder kids had gone to
school being their last day and young Atif was asleep. She thought of what she had
done to her own son and to her amusement didn’t find it regretful. The mere thought
of his beautiful cock made goose bumps on her body. The day passed on lazily. Before
12 o’clock Fazia returned. She was still embarrassed facing her mother so she went
straight to her room. Her period had started and today was its last day. She went to
bathroom to check her pads and found it clean. She quickly took a bath and changed
her clothes. She collected her used pads in a disposable bag and went out to dispose
then off. Her mother was sitting in the lounge. “What was in your hand?” She asked
her daughter. “Nothing, just my used pads.”
“They have stopped, haven’t they?”
“Yes, I just had a bath.”
“Come, sit here next to me.”
Faiza sat next to her mother. “Mummy! Are you still upset about what I have done?”
“No, I am not, however have you given it thought.”
“Yes, I have. I am sorry but I do not find it a sin. I love him.” She started to cry.
“There is no need to cry over it, I know your feelings towards your brother and it
looks like you are deeply in love with him. By the way, if you ask me personally, I
don’t regret it now.”
Faiza looked at her mother with red swollen eyes. Was she hearing what she had
heard! “You mean…”
“Yes, you two can enjoy each other but you should be cautious of getting pregnant
again.” With that she embraced her daughter and kissed her on the forehead. “We
shall enjoy ourselves until your father comes back”
“We?” Faiza asked.
“Yes we! Do you think you are the only one who wants to get laid? I am as hot as you
are and to tell you a secret I have sucked him off.”
“You mean you sucked Amir’s cock?” Faiza was stunned.
“Yes, and he came in my mouth,” she said, smiling at her daughter.
“Gosh, it’s incredible, when did you do it?”
“Last week, when I talked about your little adventure with him, I was so carried
away and also I am as sex starved as you are. Your father does not satisfy my sexual
desires.”
“Did he fuck you?”
“No, we were waiting for your father’s trip and secondly I didn’t want to do it
without you.”
Faiza giggled, “Have you shaved your self down there? Amir loves hairless pussy.”
“Well let him decide how he wants me.” “OK, Faiza lets go to my room, I have a
surprise for you.”
She led Faiza to her room and opened her wardrobe. From that she took out a
beautiful wedding dress.
“Look I brought you this dress for you as a gift. You are going to wear it for your
brother like you are his bride. Come give it a try.”
Fazia blushed. She unzipped her shirt and removed it. She was wearing a black bra.
Samia noted the firmness of her daughter’s breasts. The bra seemed a bit tight so
she made a mental note of buying her a new and sexy one.
“What is your size.”
“34B.”
“Remove your bra so I can see them.”
Without any hesitation Fazia unhooked her bra and her beautiful tits dangled
deliciously in front of her mother. Samia was pleased by what she saw. She extended
her hand and touched them. They were full and firm. Fazia’s nipples hardened at the
touch of her mother. Samia noted it and smiled. Then to Fazia’s surprise brought her
mouth to one of her nipple and playfully nibbled on it. She noticed her daughter’s
body grow tense.
“Don’t be so tense, I just want to taste your sweetness. You are beautiful.”
Faizia relaxed. She gazed at her mother’s boobs through her shirt and noted that she
was not wearing a bra. Fazia had seen them many times before. Her mother never
covered them when feeding Atif and knew they were beautiful but today was different.
She wanted to see them bare. Samia saw her gaze and lifted her shirt and removed it.
“Do you like them?”
Fazia noted that they are not as firm as hers but very larger, maybe size 38, and
the nipples were wheatish in color. She touched the breasts and pressed their
fullness. Small drops of milk oozed out of them. Fazia looked up and gazed at her
mother. Samia took her head and brought it to her breast and whispered “Suck them
dry.” Fazia needed no further encouragement. She hungrily sucked on her left breast
and when it was empty moved to the other one. Samia’s pussy was on fire. She touched
herself down there and stated slowly rubbing it through the thin fabric of her
shalwar (pants). Fazia realized what her mother was doing. She left her tits and
with both hands lowered her mother’s shalwar. Samia gasped with anticipation. She
removed her pants and opened her legs for her daughter. Fazia saw her mother’s bushy
cunt. It was the first time she was looking at another pussy and was thrilled. She
lowered her mouth and slightly kissed the throbbing lips of her mother’s cunt. They
were wet with juices. She was startled to find her mother so wet. A massive flood
of cum was overflowing from her pussy. This made Faiza feel very hot. She started
to get wet. Samia felt her clitoris growing bigger by the minute. Samia ran her
hands through Faiza’s hair while gasping with pleasure.
Samia whispered hot words to her daughter, “Yes! Yes!”
Faiza reached up and kissed her Samia. But it wasn’t an ordinary mother-daughter
kiss. This was a sultry, sexually explicit mouth-to-mouth kiss. A kiss that would
forever change the way they treated each other. In that moment, the mother-daughter
relationship was replaced by one of two lovers who pledged their love for each
other.
Samia helped her daughter remove her pants and looked at her shaved pussy, which was
shining with cum. She laid down on her bed and signaled her daughter to do the same.
They did a perfect 69. Faiza spread Samia’s pussy lips apart and pushed her tongue
into it. She had not tasted a woman before, it was salty and pungent. This made
Fazia feel doubly excited. Samia pushed her pussy up against her daughter until it
was buried in her face. She was enjoying every minute of this. She gazed at her
daughter’s pussy, only an inch away from her eyes, and admired the pink folds of her
inner lips and the small clit. She extended her mouth and took the clit in her mouth
and ran her tongue over it. Fazia grinned her pussy on her mother’s mouth while
vigorously sucking her pussy. Samia felt Faiza’s body stiffen. She new she was about
to cum. She intensified her efforts and felt her own orgasm building. Both mother
and daughter came simultaneously flooding each other with there cum. They
lay still for some time savoring the movement and then parted.
Samia smiled at her daughter “You are a fast learner or do you have a lesbian affair?”
“It was my first time and yours.”
“I have done it before, with your Lubna Auntie but it was wonderful doing it to my
own daughter. Now let us clean ourselves and try your new dress. We have a lot of
work to do for tonight’s “celebrations.”
Chapter 6
Amir arrived home in the evening. The maidservant told her that both his mother and
sister had gone to do some shopping. She had the baby in her lap who was sleeping.
Amir went to his room for a quick shower and came down after some time. Both the
ladies had returned home. Amir said hello to them. They both were very excited but
did not tell any thing to him. After 6 p.m. Samia asked both of them to come to her
room.
“Amir do you know Fazia is getting married?”
Amir looked at both of them. “Certainly not, who is the lucky guy?”
“You dummy, she is going to marry you tonight, well not officially but technically.”
Amir smiled and looked at his sister and to his surprise found her blushing.
“So you are not going to meet her till 9 o’clock. Go to your room and prepare
yourself for the occasion. You will find a new suite in you wardrobe and listen, due
to the urgency of situation, I could not invite any guest.” The three of them
laughed in union. When Amir went back to his room to get some sleep. When he came
down, fully dressed, after two and half-hours, he saw that his mother was arranging
food on the table. She had sent the maid servant along with the baby to the servant
quarters with the instructions not to come back till next morning. Amir saw that his
mother was also dressed in a new suite. Samia said hello to her son and kissed him
lightly on his lips.
“You look beautiful,” she said. Then they heard Faiza’s room door open and Faiza
came out. She looked beautiful in her Red wedding dress. She was wearing a lot of
Jewellery and was literally glistening. She had a shy smile on her lips. Her mother
went forward and took her hand and kissed her on her cheeks. She led both toward a
sofa and asked them to sit together. Then she removed a diamond ring from her finger
and gave it to Amir.
“I was going to give it to your wife Amir, however I am happy that it is my daughter
who is going to wear it. Go ahead, give her the ring. Amir took his sisters delicate
hand wore it on her finger. Samia took out a polaroid camera and took their
photograph.
Samia kissed both of them. Seeing both her children happy and looking lovingly at
each other brought tears of joy in her eyes.
“OK , lets go and eat something before you two can go upstairs and enjoy yourself
but remember do not forget your mother.
“We certainly are not going to forget you rather we invite you to stay the night
with us, don’t we Faiza?”
“Yes mother, do come with us to our room after dinner.”
“No I don’t want to disturb your privacy. I know you have done it before but tonight
is your special night.”
After dinner the three of them went to Amir’s room. Once in the room, however, the
three of them sat silently for some time not knowing what to say. Amir broke the
silence by bringing Fazia closer to himself and kissed her full on her lips. She
opened her lips and his tongue found hers. They kept on kissing wantonly. Amir was
aware of his mother presence and that made him more excited. Slowly both of them
started getting undressed. Once naked they looked at their mother.
“Don’t stop, keep on doing it, see you in the morning.” With that she left the room.
Amir lifted his sister and slowly laid her on his bed. He laid down with her.
They kissed deeply, exploring each other’s bodies with their hands. Amir squeezed
the flesh of her buttocks as she ground her pussy into his crotch, her fingers
digging into his butt and pulling him harder into her. Faiza saw his cock rising,
and smiled. She took it in her hands and pumped it a little and whispered in his
ear, “Eat my pussy.”
Amir immediately moved down between her legs. Fazia parted them, giving him access
to the beautiful womanhood that was guarded by the gently throbbing clitoris. She
was already moist, her pussy lips glistening with desire. Amir kissed her and
immediately she grabbed his head, and pressed it down into her crotch. Amir licked
the folds of her labia, and heard her moan. She spread her legs wide, giving him a
full view of her nakedness. Amir feasted his eyes upon the feminine beauty of his
sister, her glistening pussy lips fluttering with excitement. Fazia moaned and
begged him to eat her.
Amir touched her lips with his fingers and gently parted them. He could see the
glistening pink passage of her vagina, and could see small drops of her feminine
secretions oozing out, as he reached out with his tongue. She tasted incredibly
wonderful as he pushed his tongue in further. Fazia lifted her hips and pressed her
cunt in his face. Amir grabbed her buttocks and pushed his tongue as far as he
could. His lips pressed into her clitoris, and he could feel the hard nub of her
sensitive flesh against it. Amir took her clit in his lips and massaged it Fazia
screamed as a powerful orgasm shook her body.
“Oh my God, Amir. I can’t stop cumming, brother. Don’t stop. Keep chewing on my
clit. Oh God, I’m going to die in bliss.”
She repeatedly thrust her pelvis against his lips as her body shook with waves of
orgasms. Then she collapsed, her breath coming in rapid gasps. She pushed Amir’s
head away from her sensitized groin, and opened her arms to welcome him. She held
him tightly to her, and continued to breathe rapidly. Her face was flushed, and her
body still trembled.
After several minutes, she smiled and looked in my eyes.
“Amir, that was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. It was so beautiful, I didn’t
want it to stop. But if you would have continued to kiss and suck my clit, I would
have died. Oh, brother, what a trip that was. I love you so much.”
They held each other in a tight embrace. Amir felt satiated in her arms. His sweet
sister was kissing him repeatedly as her body slowly returned to its normal state,
loving him with her eyes, hands and lips. Amir felt so much love for her, that he
pulled her into him, and kissed her hard on the lips.
“Fazia, my lovely sister. I now know how much I love you, darling. You are the most
incredibly sexy, loving and sweet woman I know. It’s really too bad that you are my
sister, and so we cannot consummate our love for each other properly. But I want you
to know that I love you like I will never be able to love another woman, and that I
will always be there for you.
“I already know that, sweet brother. I have enjoyed it beyond imagination.”
“Oh Fazia. Why did we have to be siblings? You have no idea how much your beauty
arouses me. As long as we continue to feel this way about each other, I can’t think
of a more loving and caring way for me to show you how much I love you.”
Fazia started crying.
“Oh Amir. You can’t imagine how much your love and feelings mean to me. Some day, I
hope I meet someone as loving and sweet as you, but for now, I am glad I have you,
brother. Losing my virginity to you was the most intimate gift of love to you, and
nothing will change that. I will never feel guilty about making love to you,
brother. So don’t hesitate. Take me, your loving sister, and fill me with your love.
I want you inside me. Don’t make me wait any longer.”
Amir kissed her teary eyes. Her love and her trust in me touched me deeply. They
held each other and caressed their naked bodies. Amir could feel her arousal
building. He was aroused, but there was no lust. Instead, the only feeling that
overwhelmed both of them was the genuine, pure love they felt for each other.
Amir looked into her eyes. Fazia was also looking intently in my face, her body
pressed against mine. She reached for his throbbing organ, which was pressing,
against her thigh.
“Amir, now is the time. Penetrate me with your beautiful cock. Let me feel its
strength deep inside my womb.”
She threw her leg over him, and pushed the tip of his cock against her opening.
“Come, Amir. Give me your love. I can’t wait.”
Amir turned her over on her back and rolled on top of her. She embraced him, and
gave him the most bewitching smile. Amir eased himself between her legs, as she
opened them. He kissed her deeply; exploring the sweetness of her mouth as their
tongues dueled with each other. His hands groped for her taut nipples and gently
pulsating skin of her firm breasts. Fazia moaned and took his cock in her hands.
Spreading her legs wider, she rubbed the tip against her clitoris, smearing her love
juices all over it.
“Enter me, but gently,” she whispered.
Amir pulled back slightly, and pressed forward. He felt his cock entering her tight
and warm passage, and an incredibly sweet feeling of love came over him. He was
about to enter his sister’s passage and wanted it to be the most loving and enduring
memory for her. Amir pushed harder and his cock slipped in all the way into her.
Faiza gave a big sigh of relief, and began crying. Her whole body shook as she
sobbed, holding Amir tightly, and kissing his neck and face repeatedly.
“Just hold me, Amir. Let me savor this moment for some time. Don’t move. I want to
grip your cock deep inside me, and feel its hardness.”
They lay there for several minutes, engulfed in the intensity of their union, every
part of their bodies feeling the excitement and love they shared. After a long time,
Fazia stirred as she felt the softening of her brother’s cock. She looked at me, and
smiled.
“Brother, I can feel you deep inside me. Oh, Amir. How can I tell you how much this
means to me, how much I love you. Can you feel my love, darling?”
“Yes, Fazia. I can feel your tight grip around my cock all the way to the base. You
are so tight. I won’t ever forget this moment. I love you very much, sister.”
“Then make love to me, and fill me with your juice. Let me feel the pounding of your
cock in me. I feel so liberated now that I want to talk dirty with you. Come on,
brother, fuck your young bride.”
Amir felt his cock harden as their excitement mounted. He raised himself over her,
and looked at their union. Fazia braced herself as he came down with force, and
rammed his cock into her. She moaned loudly and clasped here legs around his waist
as he began pumping his cock in her tight, slippery passage He continued to plunge
into her for several minutes. She was building up to another orgasm, as she began
rolling her head from side to side, and clutching her breasts.
“Yes, Amir. Keep pounding. I am getting close, darling. Don’t stop now.”
She began thrusting her hips against his downward plunge. He felt the grip around
his cock tighten as she mounted a counter assault. He felt the balls tighten and
knew that he was about to unload into his sister at any moment
“Fazia, I am coming, too. Hold on, sweetheart. I am about to fill you up with my juice.
“Wait for me, Amir. I want to come at the same time. Please help me, brother. Don’t
come before me.
They held each other tightly as he rode her. He fell on top of her and began
thrusting with minimal movement of his hips, as his cock remained buried deep into
her cunt. Amir could feel the contractions of her cunt lips around the base of his
cock and thrust into her with increasing tempo. Fazia opened her mouth and kissed
him, pushing her tongue deep inside his mouth. That triggered their explosions, and
they both came together, moaning and grunting loudly as his cock erupted with a
powerful force, splashing her womb with his seed
Fazia shuddered, and exclaimed, “Oh my god, oh my god. I can feel your cock shooting
your juice in me. I can feel the spurts, darling. You really did fill me up,
brother, just like I asked. You did not hold back anything. Oh, I love you so much,
Amir. You gave me all you had.”
“So did you, darling.”
“It is worth every moment, Amir. My love for you has no limit, and this is the only
way I could show it to you. Are you happy?”
“Oh Fazia making love to a woman will never be the same for me, no matter how many
girls I take to bed. You will be the only one in my heart with a special place.”
“What about the girl you will marry some day? Won’t she have a place in your heart?”
“Of course she will. But no one can take your place.”
“The same for me, brother. You will always be my special lover. And I want you to
know that I will give you my love again any time you wish, even after we both are
actually married. What we have is beyond lust, at least for me. It is too special to
be buried forever after this experience. Will you give me of your love when I ask
you?”
“Yes, my sweet Fazia.” Amir looked at his watch. It had been almost three hours
since they had started their lovemaking.
Fazia put her arms around him and hugged him tightly.
“Carry me in the bathroom, and let’s take a shower together. Then we’ll go to sleep.”
Amir picked her up in his arms, and carried her into the bathroom. Fazia kissed him.
He put Fazia down in the tub, and started the shower. They cleaned each other off,
playing with each other as they enjoyed their intimacy. Both dried themselves and
went to bed naked to a well-deserved sleep.
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Taboo - An incest story
Chapter 1.
Faiza was upset. She was going to swimming today but could not do so. Her pubes were
showing through her swimming suite and she had no hair removing cream to remove
them. Suddenly she thought of using her brother’s razor. Amir was two years her
senior, she was 15, and they shared a common bathroom. Each had a door from their
room into the bath. She went outside and made sure that he was not home. Relax she
went to the bathroom and opened his cabinet. His Gillette razor was lying next to
his shaving foam. After taking of her clothes she inspected her pubes. They were
thick and black and covered her virgin pussy like a blanket. Faiza was a beautiful
girl. She had 34B sized breasts, slender waist and round buttocks. She slowly
applied the foam on her pubes. In her religion, girls are not supposed to play with
their pussies, but she was finding it hard not to touch the small bud at the top of
her pink pussy. She slightly touched it and a shiver of ecstacy ran through her. She
hadn’t played with herself and did not know to do any further so she picked up the
razor and carefully began to remove her hair. She was so much absorbed in it that
she did not hear her brother come inside.
“What are you doing with my razor, you idiot?”
“Nothing.” That was all she could say.
Faiza was so stunned that she could not find an answer.
Amir lost all his anger when he saw her beautiful tits and her spread semi hairless
pussy.
When she realized her nudity, she quickly reached for the towel and covered her nudity.
“Don’t.” That was all he could say to her.
“Get out or I will tell Samia.”
“What are you going to tell her that you are using my razor for cleaning your pubes?”
“Please.. I am your sister and you are not supposed to see me naked.”
“Okay, but on one condition.”
“What is that?”
“You will tell me all about yourself and hear from me about myself, like you being
my girl friend.”
“Okay. But go away know or some one might come looking for us.”
“See you in the evening.” And Amir went outside with a large bulge in his pants.
Chapter 2
Faiza could not concentrate all day long. Even the swimming gala could not cheer her
up. Every time she thought about what had happened would sent a shiver through her
young body. Being seen naked by someone for the first time and that person being her
brother was both exiting and repulsive. She did not know what to do. On one hand she
wanted to show her body to him and also get a chance of seeing him naked, but she
was afraid that it may lead to other things which she was not prepared to experiment
before getting married.
At dinner table she saw that Amir was also tense.
Their father noticed.
“Amir. Did you and Faiza had a quarrel today?”
“No,” said amir.
“Then why are you both not talking to each other?” He turned to Faiza and asked her
the same question.
“Oh daddy I am tired after the swimming gala and nothing else.”
“Ok, its Sunday tomorrow, and you both can sleep without the trouble of going to
school.”
They said good night and went to their room.
After nearly one hour she heard a knock at her bathroom door.
With trembling hands she opened it. Amir was standing in his sleeping suite.
“Can I come in?”
“Sure,” was all that she could say.
Amir switched off her lights except those on the bedside table.
“What are you doing?” she said.
“Ever one should get the impression that we are asleep, that’s what I am doing.”
They sat on her bed staring at each other.
“What do you want to know?”
“Look Faiza, I am your brother and I will do nothing of the sort that you do not
like. So please relax and don’t be afraid.”
He saw her relaxing and for the first time saw her smile a bit.
“You look beautiful in your nightdress,” she said.
“Thank you, you also look beautiful especially when you are naked.
“Please don’t talk about it know,” she cut him short.
“Okay. But can I ask some private questions.”
She nodded.
“What is the size of your boobs?”
“34B” was her short reply.
“And the color of your nipples?”
“You saw them today so why ask?” She was getting bolder now as she saw that it was
just boy’s talk.
“Well, you quickly covered yourself so I just had a glimpse.”
“Light brown,” she said with a small laugh.
“Are you wearing a bra know.”
“No. I do not wear one when I go to bed.”
“Can I feel them.”
“Certainly not, that is out of question.”
While talking she had a strange feeling there and she knew that she was wet. Her
nipples were aching and she thanked God that the main lights were off and Amir
cannot see them through her nearly transparent cotton qameez (shirt in English).
“Please,” her brother muttered.
“Okay. I will show you one of my boob but then you have to answer my questions also
and promise me that you will not take advantage of me.”
“I promise.”
She slowly raised her qameez and took out her left tit.
It was amir first time seeing a tit so closely. He had previously seen his mothers
when she was nursing his baby brother. But this was something new.
“Is it beautiful?” she asked in a teasing voice.
“Yes,” was all he could say in a deep voice.
“Please. Let me touch them,” he pleaded.
“Okay. But just touch it.”
He extended his hand and touched it. It was so soft. He touched the hard nipple. She
gave a small moan
“Does it hurt when I touch it?”
“No. Please keep on doing it, it feels wonderful.”
He took hold of her shirt and in one clean sweep he threw it off her head. There she
was naked from above with all her splendors.
“You promised you won’t do anything,” Faiza said, trembling with desire.
“I just want to see them both. I am sorry.”
“Doesn’t matter know any way, and no it all right. I want you to see them.”
He brought his mouth closer to them and took the left nipple in his mouth.
She jerked and thrust her boob into his hungry mouth.
“Oh it feels so good. Please suck them as Atif (her baby brother) sucks Samia.”
He started with great enthusiasm. First on the left and then on the right until he
felt her body tense and with a slight moan she relaxed. It was her first orgasm of
her life and she thought that she had peed in her shalwar (pants in English). She
felt embarrassed.
Amir realized what had happened. “Did you come?”
“What is that?” she asked in a lower voice.
“It means, dummy, that you had an orgasm.”
She looked down at her shalwar and amir could see a large wet patch.
“I thought I peed.”
“No, you certainly had an orgasm. Did you enjoy it?”
“Yes,” she said shyly.
“I want to see your pussy.”
He put a hand on the shalwar-covered thighs. She said nothing. Growing bolder he
lowered her shalwar slowly until she was completely naked.
Her glistering shaved pussy, wet from her come, was in front of him.
He touched her there.
“No please,” she pleaded, “I am not ready for it.”
With a sigh he removed his hand. “Okay, but promise me that you will show it to me.”
Alright, and with that Faiza put on her shalwar again. When she reached for her
shirt he stopped her.
“I want you like this don’t wear your shirt, you look beautiful.”
Faiza was reluctant but agreed. “OK now you will answer my questions.”
“Go ahead feel free to ask any thing.”
“Are you circumsised?”
“Sure dummy, it is in our religion.”
“What is your size?”
“What size?”
“You know it what I am talking about” she said.
He laughed. “Well I have nearly 7 inches of cock. Do you like to see it?”
“Yes,” she replied shyly.
Amir lowered his pajamas and pulled out his virgin erect cock.
Faiza was stunned at the size of it. She had heard other girls talking about it but
haven’t seen one before. It looked beautiful and she wanted to touch it but she
wanted her brother to ask her.
“Well, do you like it.”
“I don’t know.”
“Haven’t you seen a cock before?”
“Do you think I am a whore?”
“No. I thought, OK forget about it, will you touch it?”
She slowly put her hand on his penis. It was so hot and silky. Her small hand was
trembling as she felt the length of it.
Amir was in paradise. He was also a virgin. Before today nobody has touched his
cock. He was finding it hard to control his passion. He knew that a few more strokes
and he would be coming.
Faiza was inspecting her brother’s cook very minutely. “These are your balls” aren’t
they, she pointed to the hairy sack hanging below his cock.
“Yes they are. Look Faiza, why don’t you keep on rubbing my cock.”
“What will happen if I do so?”
“I will come like you did.”
She started rubbing vigorously to please her brother. Amir felt his cook grew and
started feeling the sensation building. After few strokes he knew he was ready.
“Please faster, I am going to come.”
Faiza intensified her efforts. Suddenly a load of hot seamen erupted from the tip of
her brother’s cook and landed on her chest. She didn’t know what to do but jest kept
on pumping. At least Amir sighed and his cook stopped erupting.
“Thank you,” he said and kissed his sister on her cheeks.
“What am I going to do with all this mess on my chest?”
He looked down and saw that his cum was all on her chest and beautiful breasts.
He had an idea. He lowered his mouth and took her cum covered nipple in his mouth.
It tasted salty but he kept on liking them until both her tits were clean.
She was astonished and at the same time getting aroused again.
Amir looked into her eyes and read the message. “Will you like to taste my cum?” She
nodded in affirmative.
He took some of his come on his finger and brought it to her mouth. She eagerly
opened her mouth and took it and sucked it clean.
“You want more,” he asked.
“Yes,” she said. “Then why don’t you taste it on my cock?”
“You mean I take your cock in my mouth, isn’t it dirty to do such a thing?”
“No, nothing is dirty in love. Come take it.”
She looked down at his semi erect penis and back at him.
“Come on, try it for once.”
Reluctantly she opened her mouth and took the head of his cook in her mouth and
instantly felt the remaining of cum on his tip. He thrust and half of his now
throbbing cook was in her mouth.
“Suck it like a lollipop.” She did so and found it was fun. She could feel his cook
increasing in size in her mouth. But then she pulled back.
” Look isn’t it to much for one day, it is my first experience and I want to go slow.”
Amir was desperate but he wanted to please his kid sister. “OK but promise me that
we shall do this again.”
Faiza smiled. “Look, I also liked it but think about one thing and that is I am your
sister.”
“Nobody will know about it I promise you,” Amir replied.
“It is not about anybody knowing. It is not right both in our religion and in law.”
“Look I liked it and so did you so there is nothing bad about it. I want to see you
naked, completely, and make love to you.”
“Hey! aren’t you going to fast?” Faiza said.
“Look I saw your breasts and your pussy didn’t I?”
She looked at her brother. He looked so adorable that she wanted him close to her.
He was senior to her but looked like a baby pleading for something. She opened his
arms and embraced him. It seemed as eternity.
Suddenly she felt something hot on her still naked breasts. She looked down and saw
that those were his tears. “What is the matter?” she asked him.
“I love you so much that it is hard for me thinking you will reject me.”
“No dummy. I am not rejecting you. I love you. OK I promise we will do this again.”
“But I want to see you completely naked today and even at your terms.”
She was helpless. She separated from him and stood up. Brought her shalwar down and
sat on the carpet at a safe distance from him.
“You want to see my pussy so look at it.”
“I can’t see it like this. You have to open wide.”
Faiza slowly opened her legs and gave her brother a first full view of her pussy.
Teasingly she lowered her hand and opened the lips of her virgin pussy.
Amir could not believe his eyes. There she was his beautiful young sister spread
open and her pink pussy glistering with her wetness.
“Do you like what you see?” she asked teasingly.
“Can I jerk off while looking at you?”
“Do any thing you like but with yourself.”
Amir took his rigid cook in his hand and earnestly started pumping at his meat.
Within no time he was ready to come. Faiza knew that he was about to come from the
expression on his face. She was wet herself and tension was growing in her lions.
I am coming announced Amir and with that threw a thick load of jism into the air,
which landed on his sister’s thighs. Faiza also could not stop her hands from
playing with herself. The moment she touched her clit, she started to come.
Both brother and sister lay exhausted after the powerful orgasms.
It was Faiza who stood first and wore back her clothes. She came near her brother
and gave his flaccid cook a small squeeze. It stirred. She laughed and asked him to
wear back his clothes. After both were dressed Amir gave her a kiss on her cheeks
and said good night.
Both of them slept soundly knowing that more was in store with the rise of the new sun.
Chapter 3
Faiza woke up late next morning. Lazily she pulled the curtains, letting in soft
light of March sun into her bedroom. It was spring which is the best month in Lahore
(Pakistan). She walked out of her room and went straight to the lounge. It was empty
except the maidservant. She remembered that her parents had to go to a wedding in
their native village. The maidservant told her that only she and Amir were left
behind. Hearing Amir name she blushed and remembered the events of last night. Not
wanting the servant to see her blushing she went back to her room. She went to the
bathroom to do the morning necessities. The door to Amir’s room was unlocked. She
went to look it but after a mischievous grin let it remain open. Slowly she removed
all her clothes and looked at herself in the mirror. She knew that she was beautiful
and the mirror replied in affirmative. After doing the necessary rituals she took a
bath and wiped herself dry. The wearing a beautiful lacy bra and panties
she went to Amir’s room. He was sleeping soundly. She slowly removed the light
blanket over him. To her surprise she found that he was sleeping naked. His flaccid
cook was visible. She drew closure and started inspecting it. It was a mere two
inches in length, not long as she had seen it the previous night. She lightly
touched it. It was soft. She then ran a finger on his balls. They were bigger than
she thought and oval in shape. Amir had a thick bush of pubs and she made a mental
note that she will ask him to remove them. Amir stirred in his sleep and she
tiptoed back to her room.
Later in the day when she went out she met him in the lounge watching Pakistan and
India cricket match. They both said hello and smiled at each other. She sat near him
on the sofa.
“Come closer to me,” he said.
“No somebody might notice it.”
“Papa and mamma have gone and they are not coming back till late at night,” he replied.
“The maidservant? What about her.”
“I gave her leave and there is nobody in the house and also I have looked the front
door.”
“You rascal. You have something in mind.”
“Come closer to me and will you and please remove your shawl.”
Faiza smiled to herself and after removing her shawl went near her brother and
placed her head on his shoulder.
“You know Amir, I feel like I am your wife.”
“Except that I haven’t made love to my bride.”
“We have been married only for say 10 hours,” she giggled.
“Did you love what we did last night?” he asked.
“I really enjoyed it; by the way I say your small cock in the morning.”
“Do you think it is small?”
“I have nothing to compare it with,” she replied. “Amir will you do one thing for me?”
“What do you have in mind?”
“I want you to please shave your pubes for me.”
“OK I will do it for you.”
Faiza saw a bulge in his pants. She put her hand on it and smiled. “You are hard
Again,” and without waiting for his reply opened his pants and brought his cook out
with its full glory. It looked beautiful in full lights.
“Amir do you masturbate.”
“Yes. Often.”
“Do you think about someone when doing it?”
“Yes I do,” he replied.
“Can you tell me who?”
“Well sometimes about you and well I cannot tell you about the other one.”
“Please tell me, I won’t tell anybody, you know that.”
“I think about Samia quite often.” When he said that he looked at her for a sign of
any anger but there was none.
“Have you seen her naked?” she asked.
“Well her boobs when she is feeding Atif.”
“What do you visualize about her?” she asked.
“I think about sucking her tits and drinking her milk and sometime fucking her.”
Faiza was getting turned on. “Will you like to fuck me?”
“Sure, that will be the best thing ever to happen to me. But will you let me do it?”
Faiza looked straight into his eyes and with a seductive smile lowered her head and
took his erect penis in her mouth. She wanted to please her brother and be his
bride. She vigorously kept on sucking him
“Oh my god Faiza I am going to come. Please suck harder.” Faiza increased her speed
and within a few strokes she felt her brothers cock stiffen. She knew that he was
about to come but she wanted him to come in her mouth. To show him that she truly
love him. Then she felt the first set of jism hit her throat. She kept on sucking
earnestly and load after load of semen filled her mouth and some of it trickled down
her lips. When she realized that he was spent, she let his cock slip out if her
mouth and looked up.
Amir brought her up and kissed her on her full lips. He felt his cum on them. She
opened her mouth and their tongues met. The taste of her sweet mouth along with his
cum taste felt wonderful. They kept on kissing for sometime. Then they separated.
“How can I thank you Fazia?”
“You don’t have to thank me remember I am your sister and wife.”
“My wife! I thought you were just making me happy by saying it.”
“Amir, I want us to live like husband and wife unless I am really married. But to
tell you the truth I love you so much know that I wish we could be married and I can
raise your children.
“I love you too Faiza and we shall talk about it later OK. Now can we go to my
room?” He got up and taking his sisters hand they both went to his room. Once in
their room they embraced tightly and started kissing. Soon both were naked and
staring at each other. Amir took her in his hands and laid her on the bed. He took
her nipple in his mouth and started sucking on it. Slowly his hand traced down and
he found the lips of her moist pussy. Fazia purred like a cat. His mouth followed
his hands and slowly he was kissing her thighs. Then he placed his mouth on her
pussy. Fazia gave a cry of ecstacy and thrust her pussy forward to meet his tongue.
Amir licked on her clit and virgin fuck hole.
“Love me Amir please.”
Amir extended his hand and took out a bottle of cream he used for masturbation. He
applied some to his cock and then looked at his sister.
“Are you ready for it my dear?” He asked.
“Yes I am all yours my dear brother; I am your wife. Love me and take my virginity.
Give me all your seed.”
With that Amir put the tip of his cock on his sister fuck hole.
“Look, it may hurt a bit but you will enjoy later on,” he said.
“I know. Just fuck me.” At last Amir heard the word he was waiting for. He was so
turned on by the use of vulgar language by his sister that he pushed his cock with a
vigor.
Fazia was finding it hard to breathe. She felt her brother’s cook hit her hymen and
when his cook tore it she felt like she was going to die of pain. Tears started
rolling from her eyes. Amir stopped for a moment seeing her tears but Fazia thrust
her hips and the rest of his penis entered her virgin hole. She could feel his hairy
ball touching her asshole. They lay still for some time both savoring the moment.
Fazia could feel her brother cook throbbing in her tight pussy. Slowly Amir started
pumping.
“I cannot hold on for long. You know it is my first time,” said Amir.
“Just come inside me, that is all I want from you my dear.”
Amir knew he could not last longer so he increased his speed and within no time he
started to come. Fazia felt her brothers cum filling her pussy. She was overjoyed.
Here was her brother, her man, filling her with the seed of life.
After some time Amir took out his cook from his sisters pussy. It was red wit her
blood. She also saw blood on his cook and quickly looked at her pussy. There was a
large patch of blood on the bed sheet and her pussy was all red.
They looked at each other and then started to laugh together. They both went to the
bathroom and cleaned themselves and removed all traces of their love making form the
room.
“Next time I will make you come,” said Amir.
“It doesn’t matter, you love me and that is more important for me than having an
orgasm and I know that like a good husband you will fulfil my sexual desires.
“Don’t start calling me your husband. It might become your habit let other people
know about it.”
“Please don’t let me stop calling you that, I promise you I shall be careful” Fazia
pleaded. “OK but not always. Now let’s go out and take a walk.”
“I can’t, my pussy is sore and I want some rest before anybody arrives,” she said.
“Let us then watch TV,” and with that both of them went to the lounge.
Chapter 4
Days went by without much excitement. They tried to have sex at every possible time,
but ended up having oral sex only as they were afraid of being caught. They would
suck each other off or masturbate each other. Amir even brought some porno movies
but was unable to watch them as the VCR and TV were in the lounge and they were
afraid of being caught. One night when Amir went to his sister’s room he found his
sister very tense.
“Is something wrong?” he inquired.
“I am one week late and I think I am pregnant,” she replied. “What are we going to
do now?”
“But we had real intercourse only once.”
“When we first did it, my periods had just ended and I think you got me pregnant
that very night,” she said.
“Can’t you ask some body, maybe your friends,” he asked.
“No, I don’t have a friend this close to confined to,” she said.
“Then what are we going to do, wait a minute, why don’t you ask Samia about it?”
“She will kill me if she finds out about us,” she replied in a tearful voice.
“I know she will be angry but you know she won’t tell anybody.”
“Are you sure?” she asked.
“Yes I am sure,” he said, however he wasn’t sure what would happen when she will
learn about their love affair.
Next morning Faiza did not go to school, pretending she had severe headache, and
remained in her room. After some time she heard a knock at her door and her mother
entered.
When Faiza saw her mother she started crying.
Her mother was taken aback. She came near her daughter and put an arm around her.
“What is the problem my dear, is your headache so severe?” her mother asked.
Faiza looked at her mother with tearful eyes. Her mother instantly realized that
some thing was wrong.
“What’s the matter darling? Come on tell me.”
Faiza had already made up her mind of telling her the true story no matter what
happens.
“I am late and I think I am pregnant,” she replied.
It was like a bombshell to her mother. Her sweet 15-year-old was telling her
something that she hadn’t expected to hear. She could not talk for some time. She
looked at her weeping daughter. She looked so pretty and innocent that it was
impossible for any body to think that she would have done such an act. But something
had to be done first and that was to give her medicine for her periods. Questions
can be asked later on.
“Young lady, you are to answer my questions but now I am going to give you a pill
which will hopefully will do the work, however I am very disappointed.” With that
her mother left her room and came back with a pill and a glass of water. She gave it
to Fazia who took it with water.
“Now tell me every thing and I mean everything,” her mother said.
Fazia’s mother Samia was herself a beautiful women. She was married at the age of 18
and even at 36 she had a nice figure. Her daughter was a true copy of her even in
sex she thought. Samia herself had lost virginity at 17 when she had her first
sexual encounter. Her girl friend Lubna had taken her virginity. She remembered how
she had gone to her friend’s house for a night stay and during night she was
awakened by a hand on her breasts. In dim lights she saw that it was her friend
Lubna, She was totally naked. Seeing her awake Lubna smiled and kissed her. Samia
had seen Lubna’s breasts many times and had shown her her beautiful tits but this
was something else.
“Come on remove your clothes,” Lubna said and without waiting for an answer started
removing Samia’s clothes. Samia did not protest, she was turned on by what was
happening. She had not seen a pussy other than her own and wanted to see Lubna’s. To
summarize, they inspected each other in detail and licked each other pussies. Lubna
lost her hymen to her best friends when she inserted a carrot in her pussy. Their
lesbian love continued after their marriages and even lately had given head to each
other. But that was a lesbian affair and there was nothing to worry about being
pregnant.
Now Samia was waiting for her daughter to answer her question and what was going to
come wasn’t in her wildest dreams.
“You are not going to kill me, are you?” pleaded Fazia.
“Certainly not, but I am greatly disappointed, however I myself was your age and I
realize a girls need in our man oriented society,” her mother replied.
“Amir,” was all she could say.
“What Amir?” Her mother was puzzled.
“I did it with Amir and believe me it was all my fault and I love him,” she replied
in one breath.
Samia was dumfounded. Amir her son was doing it to his sister. She didn’t know what
to say but just kept on starring at her daughter.
“Oh mother, I am sorry but please say nothing to Amir, we love each other so much
that it didn’t look sinful for us to make love. If he was not my brother I would
have married him.”
Samia sighed deeply to control her nerves. She could not figure out what to say.
“Incest” had always excited her but not in her own home. She thought about it as
just a thing of fiction. But here reality was starring at her. But she saw that her
daughter was on the verge of collapse and she had to do something.
“Tell Amir to meet me when he comes back from school and you take some rest,” she
said in a motherly manner trying to play down the situation.
“You are not going to beat him or tell daddy,” Faiza asked.
“Certainly not I am not going to do any thing crazy, I just want to talk to him
relax will you,” and with that she left her daughter’s room.
Samia went straight to her room. She was thinking. What was she going to do about
it. She knew she cannot let it happen any more but how?. Both her children had
tasted the joys of sex and it was going to be hard for her to keep a permanent guard
on them. Then she reached a conclusion. She will let them play with each other and
have oral sex. That way they can get their rooks off and Fazia might not get
pregnant again. She started planning how she was going do it.
Amir came after lunchtime. When he saw his mother he knew that Faiza has told her
everything.
“Hi Samia,” he said.
“Did you meet Faiza,” she asked.
“No I just came in,” he said.
“Alright come to my room.” Amir followed his mother to her room thinking about what
is going to happen to him.
His mother closed the door and locked it. Amir stiffened. His mother turned around
and pointed to a chair. He sat down not knowing what was coming.
“Amir I am your mother and it is my duty to tell you between right and wrong. What
you are doing is wrong, totally wrong. If you love somebody it does not mean that
you can have sex with that somebody. I know that you love me but does that mean that
you would like to have sex with me.”
“Look Samia, I know that you could have thrown me out of the house for what I have
done which you did not and I am thankful for that. You know that ours is a strict
society and it is not permitted but I want to confess that I do not feel it is
wrong.”
Samia looked at her son. What she saw was a beautiful young man confessing his
desires. She realized that her own pussy was getting wet. She had planned that she
was going to teach him about oral sex. Her own sex life was not that active. Her
husband didn’t think sex something to be done regularly. He was a typical Pakistani
male who thinks that it is only for men to enjoy sex.
She smiled at him.
“You are very bold, are you not afraid of what you are saying,” she asked him. Then
without waiting for his answer she asked, “Come over here.”
Amir walked towards his mother and stood in front of her. Without any hesitation her
mother opened the zipper of his pants and pulled out his cock. Amir was so shocked
that his penis shrank.
She took the small penis in her hand and looked up at her son and smiled. “You have
a lovely cock.”
She gave her sons cock a few jerks and it started to rise. Samia was trembling with
desire. Except her husbands cock, which was a mere 5 inches, she had not seen any
other penis. Amir’s penis grew fully erect to it full 7 inches. It was long and
thick, his mother noted.
“Do you like what I am doing.”
“Don’t know,” stuttered Amir.
Samia pulled down his pants and Amir shrugged them off. Then she pointed to his
shirt and in one sweep Amir took it off. Samia looked at her naked son and gave him
a motherly smile.
“You have grown up into a beautiful young man.” Extended her hand she took hold of
his throbbing penis. “And you have a beautiful penis,” then sliding her hand down
she lightly grabbed his balls.
“Now I know why Fazia is crazy about you. You have everything to please a woman.”
Amir’s throat was dry of anticipation. He swallowed hard and looked at his mother
with open eyes.
“Do you want to see me naked?”
Amir could not believe his ears. He had always dreamed about sucking her milk.
“That’s the best thing that will ever happen to me,” he replied.
Samia smiled and took of her clothes without any hesitation. Amir gazed at her ripe
breasts full of milk and then to his eyes trailed to her pubes. They were dense but
her pussy outline was quite visible.
“Do you like what you see,” she said. Amir nodded and sat down with her. They
starred at each other. She guided him to her breast.
“Mumy! did you breast fed me when I was born? He asked while starring at those
beautiful tits.
“No, I had no milk at that time, I was very young when you were born, go ahead empty
my both boobs.” Amir didn’t need any further invitation. He lowered his head and
took one nipple in her mouth and started sucking. A stream of hot milk poured from
his mother’s breasts and filled his mouth. He kept on drinking it until both of them
were empty. Samia was getting hotter, While her son was busy sucking her boobs she
took his rigid cook in her hand and started rubbing it. When Amir released his
mother’s boobs he was on the verge of orgasm. Her mother also felt that he was about
to come. She drew near his cock and extends her tongue and licked the pre cum oozing
from his piss hole.
“I want you to come in my mouth,” saying that she took half of his cook in her mouth
started sucking him vigorously. She had not sucked a cook before and prayed that she
do it right to her son. Amir could not hold any longer. This was too much for him.
He shot deep in his mother’s mouth. Samia kept on sucking until the last drop and
happily drank all his load.
When his cook shrank in her mouth Amir retrieved it.
“Did you like it, it was my first time!”
Amir embraced his mother and kissed her on her lips. “It was wonderful, tell me did
you enjoy it Mummy? “I certainly did,” she replied.
Amir’s hand went to his mother’s lap and rested on her pubes. They were wet with her
pre cum.
Samia opened her legs wider and Amir’s finger found the lips of her moist pussy. “I
want to see your cunt.”
Samia laid on her back and opened her legs wider. Amir adjusted himself between her
legs and with one hand opened her pussy lips getting a full view of his mother pink
pussy. He lowered his head and touched her clit with his tongue. Samia bucked her
ass and ground her pussy against her son’s mouth. Amir started licking all along her
pussy inserting his tongue deeper in her fuck hole. Samia had previous lesbian
contacts and had experience in being licked but the mere fact that it was her baby
boy was something else. Her orgasm exploded like a bomb on her son’s face.
When things cooled, she sat up and looked at her son who was smiling. She kissed him
on his lips and tasted her own juices. Taking him by his hand they went to the
bathroom and washed away their marks of lovemaking.
“Mummy! Will you let me have intercourse with you?”
“You mean fuck me.”
“Yes.”
“Soon, but first I am going to educate you and Faiza about sex. Sex is not just
fucking, it carries various responsibilities that have to be addressed.
“Are you going to tell Fazia about us?”
“Sure, this is going to be our secret and I hope she is good at keeping secrets.
However don’t tell her until I speak to her. Go now, your father will be home soon
and I don’t want him to suspect any thing and by the way, your father is going for a
two month training to Karachi so we will be free to do any thing, she smiled at him
wantonly.
“When is he going?”
“Next Saturday, in the morning.”
“When are your spring holidays expected.”
“They are going to start on next Sunday, only one week is left.”
“So you have to wait for a week before we do any thing and remember stay away from
your sister till then.” “I will!”
“Promise.” Saying this Amir went to his room to change and plan for the future.
Chapter 5
Samia’s husband left next Saturday for Karachi. Both the elder kids had gone to
school being their last day and young Atif was asleep. She thought of what she had
done to her own son and to her amusement didn’t find it regretful. The mere thought
of his beautiful cock made goose bumps on her body. The day passed on lazily. Before
12 o’clock Fazia returned. She was still embarrassed facing her mother so she went
straight to her room. Her period had started and today was its last day. She went to
bathroom to check her pads and found it clean. She quickly took a bath and changed
her clothes. She collected her used pads in a disposable bag and went out to dispose
then off. Her mother was sitting in the lounge. “What was in your hand?” She asked
her daughter. “Nothing, just my used pads.”
“They have stopped, haven’t they?”
“Yes, I just had a bath.”
“Come, sit here next to me.”
Faiza sat next to her mother. “Mummy! Are you still upset about what I have done?”
“No, I am not, however have you given it thought.”
“Yes, I have. I am sorry but I do not find it a sin. I love him.” She started to cry.
“There is no need to cry over it, I know your feelings towards your brother and it
looks like you are deeply in love with him. By the way, if you ask me personally, I
don’t regret it now.”
Faiza looked at her mother with red swollen eyes. Was she hearing what she had
heard! “You mean…”
“Yes, you two can enjoy each other but you should be cautious of getting pregnant
again.” With that she embraced her daughter and kissed her on the forehead. “We
shall enjoy ourselves until your father comes back”
“We?” Faiza asked.
“Yes we! Do you think you are the only one who wants to get laid? I am as hot as you
are and to tell you a secret I have sucked him off.”
“You mean you sucked Amir’s cock?” Faiza was stunned.
“Yes, and he came in my mouth,” she said, smiling at her daughter.
“Gosh, it’s incredible, when did you do it?”
“Last week, when I talked about your little adventure with him, I was so carried
away and also I am as sex starved as you are. Your father does not satisfy my sexual
desires.”
“Did he fuck you?”
“No, we were waiting for your father’s trip and secondly I didn’t want to do it
without you.”
Faiza giggled, “Have you shaved your self down there? Amir loves hairless pussy.”
“Well let him decide how he wants me.” “OK, Faiza lets go to my room, I have a
surprise for you.”
She led Faiza to her room and opened her wardrobe. From that she took out a
beautiful wedding dress.
“Look I brought you this dress for you as a gift. You are going to wear it for your
brother like you are his bride. Come give it a try.”
Fazia blushed. She unzipped her shirt and removed it. She was wearing a black bra.
Samia noted the firmness of her daughter’s breasts. The bra seemed a bit tight so
she made a mental note of buying her a new and sexy one.
“What is your size.”
“34B.”
“Remove your bra so I can see them.”
Without any hesitation Fazia unhooked her bra and her beautiful tits dangled
deliciously in front of her mother. Samia was pleased by what she saw. She extended
her hand and touched them. They were full and firm. Fazia’s nipples hardened at the
touch of her mother. Samia noted it and smiled. Then to Fazia’s surprise brought her
mouth to one of her nipple and playfully nibbled on it. She noticed her daughter’s
body grow tense.
“Don’t be so tense, I just want to taste your sweetness. You are beautiful.”
Faizia relaxed. She gazed at her mother’s boobs through her shirt and noted that she
was not wearing a bra. Fazia had seen them many times before. Her mother never
covered them when feeding Atif and knew they were beautiful but today was different.
She wanted to see them bare. Samia saw her gaze and lifted her shirt and removed it.
“Do you like them?”
Fazia noted that they are not as firm as hers but very larger, maybe size 38, and
the nipples were wheatish in color. She touched the breasts and pressed their
fullness. Small drops of milk oozed out of them. Fazia looked up and gazed at her
mother. Samia took her head and brought it to her breast and whispered “Suck them
dry.” Fazia needed no further encouragement. She hungrily sucked on her left breast
and when it was empty moved to the other one. Samia’s pussy was on fire. She touched
herself down there and stated slowly rubbing it through the thin fabric of her
shalwar (pants). Fazia realized what her mother was doing. She left her tits and
with both hands lowered her mother’s shalwar. Samia gasped with anticipation. She
removed her pants and opened her legs for her daughter. Fazia saw her mother’s bushy
cunt. It was the first time she was looking at another pussy and was thrilled. She
lowered her mouth and slightly kissed the throbbing lips of her mother’s cunt. They
were wet with juices. She was startled to find her mother so wet. A massive flood
of cum was overflowing from her pussy. This made Faiza feel very hot. She started
to get wet. Samia felt her clitoris growing bigger by the minute. Samia ran her
hands through Faiza’s hair while gasping with pleasure.
Samia whispered hot words to her daughter, “Yes! Yes!”
Faiza reached up and kissed her Samia. But it wasn’t an ordinary mother-daughter
kiss. This was a sultry, sexually explicit mouth-to-mouth kiss. A kiss that would
forever change the way they treated each other. In that moment, the mother-daughter
relationship was replaced by one of two lovers who pledged their love for each
other.
Samia helped her daughter remove her pants and looked at her shaved pussy, which was
shining with cum. She laid down on her bed and signaled her daughter to do the same.
They did a perfect 69. Faiza spread Samia’s pussy lips apart and pushed her tongue
into it. She had not tasted a woman before, it was salty and pungent. This made
Fazia feel doubly excited. Samia pushed her pussy up against her daughter until it
was buried in her face. She was enjoying every minute of this. She gazed at her
daughter’s pussy, only an inch away from her eyes, and admired the pink folds of her
inner lips and the small clit. She extended her mouth and took the clit in her mouth
and ran her tongue over it. Fazia grinned her pussy on her mother’s mouth while
vigorously sucking her pussy. Samia felt Faiza’s body stiffen. She new she was about
to cum. She intensified her efforts and felt her own orgasm building. Both mother
and daughter came simultaneously flooding each other with there cum. They
lay still for some time savoring the movement and then parted.
Samia smiled at her daughter “You are a fast learner or do you have a lesbian affair?”
“It was my first time and yours.”
“I have done it before, with your Lubna Auntie but it was wonderful doing it to my
own daughter. Now let us clean ourselves and try your new dress. We have a lot of
work to do for tonight’s “celebrations.”
Chapter 6
Amir arrived home in the evening. The maidservant told her that both his mother and
sister had gone to do some shopping. She had the baby in her lap who was sleeping.
Amir went to his room for a quick shower and came down after some time. Both the
ladies had returned home. Amir said hello to them. They both were very excited but
did not tell any thing to him. After 6 p.m. Samia asked both of them to come to her
room.
“Amir do you know Fazia is getting married?”
Amir looked at both of them. “Certainly not, who is the lucky guy?”
“You dummy, she is going to marry you tonight, well not officially but technically.”
Amir smiled and looked at his sister and to his surprise found her blushing.
“So you are not going to meet her till 9 o’clock. Go to your room and prepare
yourself for the occasion. You will find a new suite in you wardrobe and listen, due
to the urgency of situation, I could not invite any guest.” The three of them
laughed in union. When Amir went back to his room to get some sleep. When he came
down, fully dressed, after two and half-hours, he saw that his mother was arranging
food on the table. She had sent the maid servant along with the baby to the servant
quarters with the instructions not to come back till next morning. Amir saw that his
mother was also dressed in a new suite. Samia said hello to her son and kissed him
lightly on his lips.
“You look beautiful,” she said. Then they heard Faiza’s room door open and Faiza
came out. She looked beautiful in her Red wedding dress. She was wearing a lot of
Jewellery and was literally glistening. She had a shy smile on her lips. Her mother
went forward and took her hand and kissed her on her cheeks. She led both toward a
sofa and asked them to sit together. Then she removed a diamond ring from her finger
and gave it to Amir.
“I was going to give it to your wife Amir, however I am happy that it is my daughter
who is going to wear it. Go ahead, give her the ring. Amir took his sisters delicate
hand wore it on her finger. Samia took out a polaroid camera and took their
photograph.
Samia kissed both of them. Seeing both her children happy and looking lovingly at
each other brought tears of joy in her eyes.
“OK , lets go and eat something before you two can go upstairs and enjoy yourself
but remember do not forget your mother.
“We certainly are not going to forget you rather we invite you to stay the night
with us, don’t we Faiza?”
“Yes mother, do come with us to our room after dinner.”
“No I don’t want to disturb your privacy. I know you have done it before but tonight
is your special night.”
After dinner the three of them went to Amir’s room. Once in the room, however, the
three of them sat silently for some time not knowing what to say. Amir broke the
silence by bringing Fazia closer to himself and kissed her full on her lips. She
opened her lips and his tongue found hers. They kept on kissing wantonly. Amir was
aware of his mother presence and that made him more excited. Slowly both of them
started getting undressed. Once naked they looked at their mother.
“Don’t stop, keep on doing it, see you in the morning.” With that she left the room.
Amir lifted his sister and slowly laid her on his bed. He laid down with her.
They kissed deeply, exploring each other’s bodies with their hands. Amir squeezed
the flesh of her buttocks as she ground her pussy into his crotch, her fingers
digging into his butt and pulling him harder into her. Faiza saw his cock rising,
and smiled. She took it in her hands and pumped it a little and whispered in his
ear, “Eat my pussy.”
Amir immediately moved down between her legs. Fazia parted them, giving him access
to the beautiful womanhood that was guarded by the gently throbbing clitoris. She
was already moist, her pussy lips glistening with desire. Amir kissed her and
immediately she grabbed his head, and pressed it down into her crotch. Amir licked
the folds of her labia, and heard her moan. She spread her legs wide, giving him a
full view of her nakedness. Amir feasted his eyes upon the feminine beauty of his
sister, her glistening pussy lips fluttering with excitement. Fazia moaned and
begged him to eat her.
Amir touched her lips with his fingers and gently parted them. He could see the
glistening pink passage of her vagina, and could see small drops of her feminine
secretions oozing out, as he reached out with his tongue. She tasted incredibly
wonderful as he pushed his tongue in further. Fazia lifted her hips and pressed her
cunt in his face. Amir grabbed her buttocks and pushed his tongue as far as he
could. His lips pressed into her clitoris, and he could feel the hard nub of her
sensitive flesh against it. Amir took her clit in his lips and massaged it Fazia
screamed as a powerful orgasm shook her body.
“Oh my God, Amir. I can’t stop cumming, brother. Don’t stop. Keep chewing on my
clit. Oh God, I’m going to die in bliss.”
She repeatedly thrust her pelvis against his lips as her body shook with waves of
orgasms. Then she collapsed, her breath coming in rapid gasps. She pushed Amir’s
head away from her sensitized groin, and opened her arms to welcome him. She held
him tightly to her, and continued to breathe rapidly. Her face was flushed, and her
body still trembled.
After several minutes, she smiled and looked in my eyes.
“Amir, that was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had. It was so beautiful, I didn’t
want it to stop. But if you would have continued to kiss and suck my clit, I would
have died. Oh, brother, what a trip that was. I love you so much.”
They held each other in a tight embrace. Amir felt satiated in her arms. His sweet
sister was kissing him repeatedly as her body slowly returned to its normal state,
loving him with her eyes, hands and lips. Amir felt so much love for her, that he
pulled her into him, and kissed her hard on the lips.
“Fazia, my lovely sister. I now know how much I love you, darling. You are the most
incredibly sexy, loving and sweet woman I know. It’s really too bad that you are my
sister, and so we cannot consummate our love for each other properly. But I want you
to know that I love you like I will never be able to love another woman, and that I
will always be there for you.
“I already know that, sweet brother. I have enjoyed it beyond imagination.”
“Oh Fazia. Why did we have to be siblings? You have no idea how much your beauty
arouses me. As long as we continue to feel this way about each other, I can’t think
of a more loving and caring way for me to show you how much I love you.”
Fazia started crying.
“Oh Amir. You can’t imagine how much your love and feelings mean to me. Some day, I
hope I meet someone as loving and sweet as you, but for now, I am glad I have you,
brother. Losing my virginity to you was the most intimate gift of love to you, and
nothing will change that. I will never feel guilty about making love to you,
brother. So don’t hesitate. Take me, your loving sister, and fill me with your love.
I want you inside me. Don’t make me wait any longer.”
Amir kissed her teary eyes. Her love and her trust in me touched me deeply. They
held each other and caressed their naked bodies. Amir could feel her arousal
building. He was aroused, but there was no lust. Instead, the only feeling that
overwhelmed both of them was the genuine, pure love they felt for each other.
Amir looked into her eyes. Fazia was also looking intently in my face, her body
pressed against mine. She reached for his throbbing organ, which was pressing,
against her thigh.
“Amir, now is the time. Penetrate me with your beautiful cock. Let me feel its
strength deep inside my womb.”
She threw her leg over him, and pushed the tip of his cock against her opening.
“Come, Amir. Give me your love. I can’t wait.”
Amir turned her over on her back and rolled on top of her. She embraced him, and
gave him the most bewitching smile. Amir eased himself between her legs, as she
opened them. He kissed her deeply; exploring the sweetness of her mouth as their
tongues dueled with each other. His hands groped for her taut nipples and gently
pulsating skin of her firm breasts. Fazia moaned and took his cock in her hands.
Spreading her legs wider, she rubbed the tip against her clitoris, smearing her love
juices all over it.
“Enter me, but gently,” she whispered.
Amir pulled back slightly, and pressed forward. He felt his cock entering her tight
and warm passage, and an incredibly sweet feeling of love came over him. He was
about to enter his sister’s passage and wanted it to be the most loving and enduring
memory for her. Amir pushed harder and his cock slipped in all the way into her.
Faiza gave a big sigh of relief, and began crying. Her whole body shook as she
sobbed, holding Amir tightly, and kissing his neck and face repeatedly.
“Just hold me, Amir. Let me savor this moment for some time. Don’t move. I want to
grip your cock deep inside me, and feel its hardness.”
They lay there for several minutes, engulfed in the intensity of their union, every
part of their bodies feeling the excitement and love they shared. After a long time,
Fazia stirred as she felt the softening of her brother’s cock. She looked at me, and
smiled.
“Brother, I can feel you deep inside me. Oh, Amir. How can I tell you how much this
means to me, how much I love you. Can you feel my love, darling?”
“Yes, Fazia. I can feel your tight grip around my cock all the way to the base. You
are so tight. I won’t ever forget this moment. I love you very much, sister.”
“Then make love to me, and fill me with your juice. Let me feel the pounding of your
cock in me. I feel so liberated now that I want to talk dirty with you. Come on,
brother, fuck your young bride.”
Amir felt his cock harden as their excitement mounted. He raised himself over her,
and looked at their union. Fazia braced herself as he came down with force, and
rammed his cock into her. She moaned loudly and clasped here legs around his waist
as he began pumping his cock in her tight, slippery passage He continued to plunge
into her for several minutes. She was building up to another orgasm, as she began
rolling her head from side to side, and clutching her breasts.
“Yes, Amir. Keep pounding. I am getting close, darling. Don’t stop now.”
She began thrusting her hips against his downward plunge. He felt the grip around
his cock tighten as she mounted a counter assault. He felt the balls tighten and
knew that he was about to unload into his sister at any moment
“Fazia, I am coming, too. Hold on, sweetheart. I am about to fill you up with my juice.
“Wait for me, Amir. I want to come at the same time. Please help me, brother. Don’t
come before me.
They held each other tightly as he rode her. He fell on top of her and began
thrusting with minimal movement of his hips, as his cock remained buried deep into
her cunt. Amir could feel the contractions of her cunt lips around the base of his
cock and thrust into her with increasing tempo. Fazia opened her mouth and kissed
him, pushing her tongue deep inside his mouth. That triggered their explosions, and
they both came together, moaning and grunting loudly as his cock erupted with a
powerful force, splashing her womb with his seed
Fazia shuddered, and exclaimed, “Oh my god, oh my god. I can feel your cock shooting
your juice in me. I can feel the spurts, darling. You really did fill me up,
brother, just like I asked. You did not hold back anything. Oh, I love you so much,
Amir. You gave me all you had.”
“So did you, darling.”
“It is worth every moment, Amir. My love for you has no limit, and this is the only
way I could show it to you. Are you happy?”
“Oh Fazia making love to a woman will never be the same for me, no matter how many
girls I take to bed. You will be the only one in my heart with a special place.”
“What about the girl you will marry some day? Won’t she have a place in your heart?”
“Of course she will. But no one can take your place.”
“The same for me, brother. You will always be my special lover. And I want you to
know that I will give you my love again any time you wish, even after we both are
actually married. What we have is beyond lust, at least for me. It is too special to
be buried forever after this experience. Will you give me of your love when I ask
you?”
“Yes, my sweet Fazia.” Amir looked at his watch. It had been almost three hours
since they had started their lovemaking.
Fazia put her arms around him and hugged him tightly.
“Carry me in the bathroom, and let’s take a shower together. Then we’ll go to sleep.”
Amir picked her up in his arms, and carried her into the bathroom. Fazia kissed him.
He put Fazia down in the tub, and started the shower. They cleaned each other off,
playing with each other as they enjoyed their intimacy. Both dried themselves and
went to bed naked to a well-deserved sleep.
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Kalyani
I just want to share my experience to you all. I finished my engineering 3 yrs
back… I’m a shy guy. During my college days, I came across many gals. Even though
I had bad intention with some girls, I don’t reveal that… I’m so soft speaking.
So I earned good name in my group after my college days, I joined a company in
coimbatore. I stayed with my friends over there just nearer to the company. Some
friends are working me in the same company. Since all of them are college friends
we had good time pass and v often discuss about many girls nearby and company. In
my dept. There were only four people. Out of the 4, the senior one is a lady. Her
name is kalyani (27). She is somewhat good looking and not married… Our dept sits
in a small building which was away from the other dept. When I joined the dept.
Everybody welcomed me and I’m so happy to join the team. Everybody is
cooperative.
I came from office very quick and I’m alone in the room and just seeing peoples
(esp. Girls) outside in the road. After some days I came to know that everyone is
egoistic and in the face only they are showing themselves good. In our dept we had
only 2 computers and four of us sharing it. Then due to alteration in the space in
our dept. I happened to sit nearer the lady. Now myself and the kalyani share the
computer. We always had some good chat. Within few days she become close to me. We
often go for lunch, cracking jokes. She tells many things about the other people’s
nature and behavior. During these days, I can able to see her big boobs so nearer.
But I had no bad intention to do something. I had seen some blue films in college
days but I haven’t gone to theater. So here in cbe, I went to some theater and saw
some Malayalam films.
Due to this during my office time also I just imagine the movies and enjoy myself
in the dream itself. At that time my cock goes straight and hard. Since I wear
some tight pants, anybody can able to see the bulge. But I don’t care of this and
I was in my own dreamland. One day other fellows went to some other dept. And my
self & kalyani sit do some work in different computers. She called me to come
nearer to me. I just went. She showed my some documents and suggested some
correction. Then I sit there and we started chatting. She told me that she had
pain in his leg and not able to bear the pain. I asked what happened. She told me
that some insects had bitten her. Then I asked where?? She said its near the
thigh. I said … ok. Don’t worry… She said she had a big bulge due to this… at that
I just turned back side casually and when I turn my head back….. I was amazed. U
knows what happened?????? She just takes his saree and showing his legs. I really
stunned to see a lady leg
very nearer. She told me this bulge only cause pain. By this time, I can able to
see her panties. Its white… I can’t believe my eyes. Now turned on other side and I
haven’t spoke to her for sometime. Then she only started…. Y u r not speaking…. I
said nothing. No. No. U has some problem, she said innocently. “I have no problem
but only stunned to see your legs”. She laughed at me and asked you have not seen
anybodies like this… I said “no”. Soon other colleagues came. I’m not able to
concentrate on my work… now only my cock goes up by remembering her legs. Soon a
huge bulge in my pant and the zip is going to unzip.
By this time, she saw that and made a cunning smile. Since I was new to office, I
rarely go to other dept. Two days after the incident same environment came. Other
guys went to some other dept… This time I’m working in computer and she came
nearer to my chair. She stands very close and asked me to open some files…. When I
concentrate to open the document, she came very close and her boobs just touched
my shoulder. By the time my cock starts to rise. Now she came front and asking
some doubt in the document and now her boob is nearer my mouth. I really tempted
and not able to answer her properly. I know she is doing this intentionally. I
want to bite the boobs and suck it… … I just moved my head front… Now I can able
to touch his boob with my mouth. My only fear is … if somebody sees it. So kept
myself backward. She then came back and her boob touched my mouth. I just opened
by mouth but she left the place….. I take this as a green signal and went to her
seat. She saw the
bulge in my pant. She made a smile and sit just nearer. She asked me that I have
tempted. I said yes. She told me that she had seen my pant with the bulge many
times. I really get surprised. How come???? (guys please know this truth… Every
girl sees our things without our knowledge) now she put her hand in my pant and
started rubbing it. It made something different in me…. Within a minute she stopped
it… b’coz she knows it will end in something. By the time one of our colleagues
came. A week after that she asked to come to her home for lunch. I said “ok”. She
also said some of her friends also coming. I’m little bit disappointed. So on that
Sunday, I went to her home which is on the way to mettupalayam… Her mum and dad and
another sis went to madurai and she remain back by saying that she had some work in
company. Her college friends were there.
Since I was a shy fellow everybody put their comments on me. Then we had a good
lunch. Now all other planned to leave. I also intended so to make others to
believe that I’m leaving. I went near the bus stand and other girls catch a bus
and went. She called me to come home. We both returned her home. Once we entered,
she smile at me and asked me to wait outside so that she change her dress. After
few minutes she came out. She is in a nighty. I can able to see her white bra and
black panty. She came nearer. My cock erected in my jeans pant. I told that her
bra and panty are visible. She said it is hot and that’s why she put these light
clothes. She asked me whether u have sweating. I said yes and esp. In my legs she
I putting the jeans. She casually said just remove and be free. I’m so happy to
hear and I understand that she is ready to do anything. While I started to unzip….
She said stop it.
I feared…. She said she will do it. I’m so glad. While opening it, she grabbed my
penis and started moving up and down. I had her boobs in my hand. Then I slowly
removed her hand from my cock and gave some kisses in his lips. She started remove
her nighty in one hand and pressings the boobs in other hand. Now she becomes
almost nude with bra and panty. She removed my t shirt and my underwear. I’m nude
now. By grabbing her boobs in my hand I started suck it. Removing her bra and do
it intensely. By the time, I try to insert my cock into her thing. She itself
removed her panty in the hand and made way for me to go ahead. I insert my cock
powerfully and started doing it very fast. She then asked to come t bed room. I
laid in the bed.
I stand in the bed with my large cock. Interestingly seeing this, I get up and
hold my cock and started to suck it…. Wow what a pleasure…?!!!! She doing it for
last 5 minutes and I don’t want to stop her. After some time, she pulled me down
and asked me to suck her boobs…. Now I’, inserting my cock, pressing her boobs in
2 hands and kissing her in lips… after few minutes in this position, my cock
reached the state and ejaculated its resource in new thing. Then I get and left
the place. Its my first experience and sweat one. Next day in the office, I came
early. She came late with a big smile. This made me comfortable. I enjoyed a lot
during that time. U knows…she started to give her boobs for sucking during the
office hours when no one is there. It continued for a year. Now I resigned that
company. Still I had a contact with her.
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I just want to share my experience to you all. I finished my engineering 3 yrs
back… I’m a shy guy. During my college days, I came across many gals. Even though
I had bad intention with some girls, I don’t reveal that… I’m so soft speaking.
So I earned good name in my group after my college days, I joined a company in
coimbatore. I stayed with my friends over there just nearer to the company. Some
friends are working me in the same company. Since all of them are college friends
we had good time pass and v often discuss about many girls nearby and company. In
my dept. There were only four people. Out of the 4, the senior one is a lady. Her
name is kalyani (27). She is somewhat good looking and not married… Our dept sits
in a small building which was away from the other dept. When I joined the dept.
Everybody welcomed me and I’m so happy to join the team. Everybody is
cooperative.
I came from office very quick and I’m alone in the room and just seeing peoples
(esp. Girls) outside in the road. After some days I came to know that everyone is
egoistic and in the face only they are showing themselves good. In our dept we had
only 2 computers and four of us sharing it. Then due to alteration in the space in
our dept. I happened to sit nearer the lady. Now myself and the kalyani share the
computer. We always had some good chat. Within few days she become close to me. We
often go for lunch, cracking jokes. She tells many things about the other people’s
nature and behavior. During these days, I can able to see her big boobs so nearer.
But I had no bad intention to do something. I had seen some blue films in college
days but I haven’t gone to theater. So here in cbe, I went to some theater and saw
some Malayalam films.
Due to this during my office time also I just imagine the movies and enjoy myself
in the dream itself. At that time my cock goes straight and hard. Since I wear
some tight pants, anybody can able to see the bulge. But I don’t care of this and
I was in my own dreamland. One day other fellows went to some other dept. And my
self & kalyani sit do some work in different computers. She called me to come
nearer to me. I just went. She showed my some documents and suggested some
correction. Then I sit there and we started chatting. She told me that she had
pain in his leg and not able to bear the pain. I asked what happened. She told me
that some insects had bitten her. Then I asked where?? She said its near the
thigh. I said … ok. Don’t worry… She said she had a big bulge due to this… at that
I just turned back side casually and when I turn my head back….. I was amazed. U
knows what happened?????? She just takes his saree and showing his legs. I really
stunned to see a lady leg
very nearer. She told me this bulge only cause pain. By this time, I can able to
see her panties. Its white… I can’t believe my eyes. Now turned on other side and I
haven’t spoke to her for sometime. Then she only started…. Y u r not speaking…. I
said nothing. No. No. U has some problem, she said innocently. “I have no problem
but only stunned to see your legs”. She laughed at me and asked you have not seen
anybodies like this… I said “no”. Soon other colleagues came. I’m not able to
concentrate on my work… now only my cock goes up by remembering her legs. Soon a
huge bulge in my pant and the zip is going to unzip.
By this time, she saw that and made a cunning smile. Since I was new to office, I
rarely go to other dept. Two days after the incident same environment came. Other
guys went to some other dept… This time I’m working in computer and she came
nearer to my chair. She stands very close and asked me to open some files…. When I
concentrate to open the document, she came very close and her boobs just touched
my shoulder. By the time my cock starts to rise. Now she came front and asking
some doubt in the document and now her boob is nearer my mouth. I really tempted
and not able to answer her properly. I know she is doing this intentionally. I
want to bite the boobs and suck it… … I just moved my head front… Now I can able
to touch his boob with my mouth. My only fear is … if somebody sees it. So kept
myself backward. She then came back and her boob touched my mouth. I just opened
by mouth but she left the place….. I take this as a green signal and went to her
seat. She saw the
bulge in my pant. She made a smile and sit just nearer. She asked me that I have
tempted. I said yes. She told me that she had seen my pant with the bulge many
times. I really get surprised. How come???? (guys please know this truth… Every
girl sees our things without our knowledge) now she put her hand in my pant and
started rubbing it. It made something different in me…. Within a minute she stopped
it… b’coz she knows it will end in something. By the time one of our colleagues
came. A week after that she asked to come to her home for lunch. I said “ok”. She
also said some of her friends also coming. I’m little bit disappointed. So on that
Sunday, I went to her home which is on the way to mettupalayam… Her mum and dad and
another sis went to madurai and she remain back by saying that she had some work in
company. Her college friends were there.
Since I was a shy fellow everybody put their comments on me. Then we had a good
lunch. Now all other planned to leave. I also intended so to make others to
believe that I’m leaving. I went near the bus stand and other girls catch a bus
and went. She called me to come home. We both returned her home. Once we entered,
she smile at me and asked me to wait outside so that she change her dress. After
few minutes she came out. She is in a nighty. I can able to see her white bra and
black panty. She came nearer. My cock erected in my jeans pant. I told that her
bra and panty are visible. She said it is hot and that’s why she put these light
clothes. She asked me whether u have sweating. I said yes and esp. In my legs she
I putting the jeans. She casually said just remove and be free. I’m so happy to
hear and I understand that she is ready to do anything. While I started to unzip….
She said stop it.
I feared…. She said she will do it. I’m so glad. While opening it, she grabbed my
penis and started moving up and down. I had her boobs in my hand. Then I slowly
removed her hand from my cock and gave some kisses in his lips. She started remove
her nighty in one hand and pressings the boobs in other hand. Now she becomes
almost nude with bra and panty. She removed my t shirt and my underwear. I’m nude
now. By grabbing her boobs in my hand I started suck it. Removing her bra and do
it intensely. By the time, I try to insert my cock into her thing. She itself
removed her panty in the hand and made way for me to go ahead. I insert my cock
powerfully and started doing it very fast. She then asked to come t bed room. I
laid in the bed.
I stand in the bed with my large cock. Interestingly seeing this, I get up and
hold my cock and started to suck it…. Wow what a pleasure…?!!!! She doing it for
last 5 minutes and I don’t want to stop her. After some time, she pulled me down
and asked me to suck her boobs…. Now I’, inserting my cock, pressing her boobs in
2 hands and kissing her in lips… after few minutes in this position, my cock
reached the state and ejaculated its resource in new thing. Then I get and left
the place. Its my first experience and sweat one. Next day in the office, I came
early. She came late with a big smile. This made me comfortable. I enjoyed a lot
during that time. U knows…she started to give her boobs for sucking during the
office hours when no one is there. It continued for a year. Now I resigned that
company. Still I had a contact with her.
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Munazza
This is munazza. My bhabhi and behnoi both were happy and horny. When we got
together we discussed and enjoyed every bit of our threesome which took place at my
home.
Now I would like to share another true story which took place in a local 5 star
hotel in Karachi. Yesterday when I was leaving for my university class behnoi gee
called me to not to go there as he had some plans for today. I was also feeling hot.
I informed bhabhi about this. Bhabhi was happy to hear it and insisted to accompany
with me as she did not want to miss such opportunities and said ok mujjo hum dono
sath he chalen gay.
Then I called behnoi and went to the hotel. Masood bhai (not his real name) was
waiting for us in a lobby and took us directly to the room which he actually booked
for his guests. He told us that the guests will arrive tomorrow so the room is
available all day.
Then he asked bhabhi hey Sana jani tu bhi agai acha hoa tere malai jesay badan ki
pias abhi tak bujhi nahi he balkay barhti hi jarahi he. Bhabhi said koi bat nahi jab
tak aapkay danday men dam he tab tak hum aap ki pias bujhatay rahen gay I was
getting hotter an hotter now and quickly went to kiss behnoi on his lips which he
took it and sucked my tongue into her mouth bhabhi was not far behind and she came
down and opened the fly of his pant and took out his fat shaft and started licking
it and taking the head into her mouth she looked up and said dekho men bhi kitni
piasi hun is motay aur lambay khambay ki.
Now we all three were kissing each other and stripped each other clothes and were
completely nude. Sana then pushed Masood bhai to the bed and mounted him and kissed
him and sucked his tongue he was pressing her boobs and rubbing her ass. I was still
standing and wondering what to do then sand turned back and said hey mujjo lets take
Masood bhai between us and rub our bodies against his. Masood bhai said so you mean
to kill me between you and then we made him like a sandwich and he really enjoyed
our hot milky bodies pressing his own.
He asked me to take his fat cock in my mouth as he was about to cum. I obeyed his
order as I was his Kaneez and gave him a hot blowjob. I used the sweet technique
which Sana bhabhi taught me as I delayed his cum by stopping and pausing at the
right moment whenever I felt he could spend his jism. Sana bhabhi was watching all
this giving some more instructions on the spot. Finally I felt it was impossible for
him to stop anymore so I asked him to fill my mouth with his full cream milk. Which
he immediately did before I could complete my words.
Now bhabhi was on fire and breathing heavily and asking for the hot shot. Masood
bhai was kissing her and sucking her hard nipples. I could see his shaft getting
hard and standing in Sana’s hand. Sana was rubbing his shaft and squeezing his
balls. Sana Bhabhi was sure an experienced sex player because she made Masood bhai
ready within few minutes.
Masood bhai came down and spread her legs and opened her love hole with his tongue
and found her clit and sucked it real hard Sana was shouting and crying in joy and
moving her head sideways in pleasure. Masood bhai as I knew was the master of doing
all this and then he mounted her and put one pillow under her fat buttocks and
setting the angle he shoved his long hard shaft into his cunt.
Sana was heaving her buttocks in Unisom to meet his short but sweet strokes. Masood
bhai was fucking her slowly but very sweetly and she was moaning and shivering with
pleasure. Sana bhabhi looked at me and said hey mujjo tu kia alag bethi he aaja
meray mun ber beth teri choti si choot chatoongi I lost no time and sat on her flash
and her hot tongue into my hole even before I could sat properly. I faced Masood
bhai in this position and he kissed me and I sucked his tongue this doubled the
pleasure for all three of us. Masood bhai increased the strokes and cupped me by
each breast and rubbed the nipples while bhabhi started to tease me from underneath
and then I spent in bhabhi’s mouth and Masood bhai took his cock out and gave it to
me I cleaned all the juices of sana bhabhi and then bhabhi took his shaft in her hot
mouth and sucked like a mango Masood bhai was moaning and saying oh sana tu kitni
achi he tu kitna mazay se choosti he mujhay teri gand bohat pasand he tu jab
chalti he to teri gand kitna hilti he mera dil chahta he kay men har waqt teri gand
dekhta rahun then bhabhi replied yes dear I know you always watch my ass from
behind and I love it when u fuck my ass. You know I always like the big fat cock in
my asshole but my husband does not have interest in my ass he just comes and fucks
me and leaves me alone. Then Sana asked Masood bhai to fuck her in the asshole and
was on her hands and knee. Masood bhai knelt behind her and put the tip of his
shaft on her tight hole and then pressed a bit as the head of his shaft disappeared
in the Sana’s tight hole sana bhabhi like it and pushed back to take some more
Masood bhai did not disappoint her at all and with one huge thrust he was into her
tight asshole . sana bhabhi was enjoying it and looking over her shoulder at Masood
bhai and both were smiling and making love then the time came and Masood bhai
shooted the load into sana’s very tight hole she took it all in her so tiny hole
and
still was happy.
Then we continued making love and fucking till evening and sana bhabhi asked to
leave as it was getting late and we got home after a very satisfying day.
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My Most Erotic Story!
The story I’m going to narrate is undoubtedly one of the most erotic story you
would have ever read. And mainly because apart from a bit of exaggeration to
spice it up, the main story line is absolutely true. I’m N.B (my name), and
belong to a very respectable family. My family
comprises of 7 family members, with 3 sisters, 2 brothers (including me), and my
parents. My father is an Income Tax officer and he runs a side business to ensure
that we lead a wealthy life.
My number in the family is third. All of my three sisters have names starting with
Sh…I’ve two elder sisters, Shaista (not real name), who has married just a month
ago, Shazia baji (not real name), who is in a very prestigeous university of Lahore,
which is also famous for its beyond normal “OPENNESS”, and for its very sexy and
very bold girls who show a lot of skin, She is doing her MBA, and then myself, I’m
also in the same university, doing B.C.S.
The events of this story happened, some 1 year ago (I’m sorry I’m sharing it with
some delay).
This incident occurred when Shazia baji was having a break from her university after
she had taken the exams of her first semester. So she was staying at home. As my
mother had gone to USA to see her parents (my maternal uncles live abroad), so it
left Shazia Baji all alone in the house with couple of servants (as all other
siblings had to attend the college/university).
On that day I had to submit an assignment but unfortunately in the morning haste I
picked up some wrong assignment so I had to come back home to pick up the correct
one. There is quite a long distance between my house and my university, so it was a
rare chance, rather the first time, that I had come back home from university during
my university time (keep it in mind that I
didn’t have an independent conveyance at my disposal and there is quite some
distance between my house and university). I took the local van and reached home. My
presence in the house at that time was totally unexpected and improbable. As I
entered the gate of my house (which is an old built big house) I saw our young
female servant taking some cold drinks and snacks to our servant quarter (it is a
room that can be approached from inside the house, as well as from outside the
house, however the servants always use the outside door because to approach the same
room from inside the house requires a passage through couple of dirty store room.
Infact these are the rooms which are not in our use as our big house has numerous
other rooms).
So I was telling that I saw our female servant goint to her room. I preferred not to
make her conscious and thinking myself James Bond 007, I entered in my house. As
told earlier our house is quite big one and there are 3 unused rooms in our house.
Among one of such rooms there is a room which has a joint big window with the
servant room (previously it was used as a common room, or a big store room). As
these rooms are totally deserted and no one even enters in these rooms so our female
servants take the liberty of changing in that servant quarter without fear of being
watched. However I was one step ahead of them and would very often sneak into that
room and saw them changing dress almost on regular basis, and even saw them
fingering themselves couple of times through that big window. The darkness in the
deserted rooms makes it impossible for anyone to notice my presence. So when I saw
our young female servant going to that servant quarter with cold drinks and snacks,
I thought I might be lucky to see some fucking. I thought she might have invited her
boyfriend (come on guys everyone has right to love, and her boyfriend might be
someone working in some other house). And I thought she might fuck her boyfriend. So
with huge anticipation I entered my house and quickly went into that deserted room,
before Shazia, my sister, could see me and interrupt me.
But as I entered that room and watched the view in the servant quarter, I was really
taken aback and surprised to see 2 boys there. No, no, it’s not the presence of
“TWO” boys in the room that surprised me, but the fact that they were having chat
with my sister, Shazia.
Within a second it struck me that my sister was having a date. It’s because if those
boys were to be her university fellows (whom I knew) there was no need to have them
in the servant quarter. So Shazia baji too has a boy friend, I thought to myself.
However it was not a big deal. I never thought that my sister can not have a boy
friend. And also I’m quite open minded.
And lastly, almost every girl in our university has handful of boyfriends. I figured
out that the guy (Shehzad) who was more frank with baji was her boy friend while the
other boy (Fakhar) who was cuter than the first one was there just to give moral
support and company to his friend (Shehzad). (coz it is always risky for boys to be
found in the house of their girl friends,
you know the honour killing issues??)
I decided to turn back when I thought, why not have little fun, listen to their chit
chat. Afterall there was not any possibility that with the other boy in the same
room, Shehzad would “DO” anything with my sister. So I thought it would be decent
chit chat so I could stay there and watch. But I was surprised when Shehzad asked
the other boy Fakhar to come near my
sister. Now my sister was sandwiched between the two guys. Then Shehzad held
Fakhar’s hand and put it on my sister’s back, rubbed her back a bit and then helped
Fakhar encircle my sister with a hug. Astonishingly baji was not surprised at all at
this move rather she was having sips of cold drinks while having general discussion.
Then suddenly, Shehzad lowered himself and
kissed my sister on her cheeks, and Fakhar did the same. To make things worse, my
sister was not objecting to it, rather she was giggling and having her drink. WHAT
THE HELL WAS GOING ON THERE? I was surprised to see my sister in that state. Being a
normal Asian boy, like all other FOOLS (Yes indeed WE ALL ARE FOOLS in this
respect), I too had always thought that
while all the other girls in the universe are consummate sluts, searching
for a dick to put in their CHOOTS, my sisters were the most noble girls in
the entire universe. I mean atleast when it comes to being physical with a
boy friends is concerned. But we fail to accept the fact that our sisters
are also human beings.
HUM LOG YEH REALIZE NAHI KARTE KE HAMARI APNI BEHNOON KI CHOOT
BHI USSI TARHA GARAM HOTI HAI JAISE DOSRI LARKIYOON KI CHOOT HOTI
HAI.
NA HI HUM YEH BAAT ACCEPT KARTE HAIN KE AIK LONG & THICK LUN SE
KHELNA AUR ISS KO APNI CHOOT MAIN LENE KE LIYE HAMARI BEHNEIN
BHI BEQARAR HOTI HAIN.
AUR YEH BHI KE KISSI HANDSOM BOY KE SAMNE BILKUL NANGI HO JANA
AUR PHIR USS BOY KO APNI CHOOT, GAAND AUR BREASTS SE KHELNE KI
IJAZAT DENA HAMARI BHI BEHNOON KA SAPNA HOTA HAI.
(We don’t accept the fact that the heat and itch in our sister’s pussies is
the same as the heat in any girl’s pussy. We should realize it that our
sisters too die to have the experience of some hard dick in their hands,
mouth and eventually in their pussy. We seldom realize that our sisters too
have a deep desire to be NANGI infront of some boy, or to be made totally
naked by some cute guy. Or do we realize????)( I ask the boys reading this
story to comment on this point)
I thought “HELL WITH ASSIGNMENT” and I continued watching in shock as the
bolder boy Shahzad started French kissing my sister quite passionately,
while the other boy was hugging her and moving his hands all over my
sister’s body.
I was really feeling the affect of what I was about to see, as my legs
started to feel heavy. I always knew that my sisters were very lively
persons. They would tell each other and their friends/cousins some very
dirty jokes. I had even seen it couple of times that my sisters, when in the
company of their cousins (Girls), become quite bold. They would jokingly
press each other’s breasts just for a while and have a giggle. But I never
gave it any importance. Among girls such frank moments is a norm all across
the globe. I had read some dirty jokes on their mobile phones sent by their
university fellows, even some boys too had sent them dirty jokes. I remember
one:
Khuda ne larkiyon ko
Hont diye Chuswane ke liye,
Mammay diye dabwane ke liye,
Phoodi di chudwane ke liye,
Aur larkon ko bas aik hi cheez di,
Wo bhi sirf Hilane ke liye J
But for me it was really OK. Everyone does it, everyone has a heartfull
laughter at such jokes. It was normal. I knew that my sisters used to visit
pornographic websites on net. I won’t say this visit was very frequent, but
it was not seldom either. They were literature, MBA and 12th grade students
respectively, so they knew nothing about clearing IE History. I was OK with
it too. Who doesn’t do it? Which girl has never visited pornographic sites
on net?? To know about sex and to be fantasized by it is in human nature be
it man or woman. So I knew they visited dirty sites on net. But for what?
Definitely they would masturbate after that but that too was OK with me.
It’s all natural. Of all the boys reading this story, and who have
sisters,TAKE MY WORD: you must accept the fact that all girls including my
sisters and including your sisters, no matter how nice, decent, god fearing,
religious they are otherwise, they all finger fuck themselves quite
regularly. And they do it while thinking of some neighborhood boy fucking
their CHOOT, playing with their breasts, teasing their GAAND, and may be
even while thinking of hard fucking from your own friend. But it’s OK as
long as it’s just a fantasy.
But what I was watching was for real.
I sat back on the dirty Sofa placed in the room and stared back at the
group. I was having darkness surrounding my mind and eyes for a while. I
really cann’t describe my feelings of that time. I could have run but could
it help? I didn’t like it as the girl was no one other than my real sister,
but I didn’t hate it either. It was kind of erotic too.
Hold on guys, don’t think that this story is a piece of shit. Haven’t you
heard about some girls who want to be taken hard? Or girls who have a
fantasy of being raped? Haven’t you heard about girls who like to be
watched, and haven’t you heard about boys who like their girl friends and
even wives to be fucked by someone else while they watch on. So why cann’t
be there some boys who would like their SISTERS to be fucked by someone else
while they watch on??? And to make you even more amazed let me tell you guys
about the famous TV Show “Howard Stern Show”. In a sequence of episodes,
there are real brother and sisters invited to the show, they are asked
questions. And for every wrong answer, the brother has to strip one piece of
clothing from his sister, right on the show infront of the people present
there and infront of the whole viewers. Needless to say, there are plenty,
plenty of girls who were stripped TOTALLY NAKED by their own brothers, their
breasts and pussies on display to the nation. And the brothers also had to
fondle their own sister’s breasts. Even more erotic was that according to
the rules of the game some brothers even had to allow some boy present on
the show, to play with his nude sister’s body, breasts and pussy. And now I
feel that if I was to be in the open minded western community, I’d have
surely taken my sister to the show and enjoy making my sister NANGI infront
of the whole nation and allow the bastards at howard to play with my sister.
It would be the ultimate excitement for me. I admit it falls in the category
of immorality and Taboo but it’s the greatest excitement as well. I won’t
say that I always wanted to see my sister getting fucked hard by some
boy/boys, but now as I was watching (or about to watch) it happen, I
suddenly realized that it could be THE MOST EROTIC thing to happen to
anyone……….Having an opportunity to see one’s own sister getting totally
naked infront of a couple of boys, getting dirty and being fucked by them.
Any way back to the story. I was seeing the two guys (named Shehzad and
Fakhar) standing on either side of my sister. And then I suddenly realized
something. My sister was drunk as well. I was like awestruck. Till now I had
always thought that my sister was a nice god fearing girl but she was
totally opposite of it. Even I had never consumed alcohol but she had, and
wanted to drink more. She was surely not in her complete senses but the
choice was hers. Had I got even an inkling that she was about to be forced
to sex under intoxication I would have jumped in and saved her but it was
quite evident that she fully knew what she was doing and what she wanted.
Shehzad was sipping from a bottle of alcohol and gave her an equal
opportunity to drink and be more erotic. Every once in a while he would put
his hand on one of the huge breasts of my sister and squeeze it before she
could slap his hand lovingly and push it aside, only to make the boy more
horny. Sometimes she would even wait for good 5-10 seconds of hard squeezing
before pushing his hand aside. Surely she was loving it.
Seeing all this I felt I was alcoholic too J as my head was spinning fast.
I stared in disbelief as I watched Fakhar kneeling behind Shazia, my sister.
He was lifting her Qameez (Shirt) up above her waist exposing her belly
button. But it was not her belly button that was looking erotic, it was her
ass that was doing the magic. She was facing Shehzad who was giving her
regular sips of alcohol. I could tell she was posing as if of being
completely oblivious to the fact that her Shalwar cladded GAAND was now on
display. You see the South Asian girls have this advantage. They don’t wear
very revealing dresses but yet the effect on boy’s dicks is far greater than
that of a bikini wearing foreign girl. The Western girls show quite too much
of the skin and that decreases the charm in them. While the South Asian
dresses like Shalwar Qameez with Dobatta, or Sari etc kindles a new fire. A
fire in boys to know the inner secrets of the dress. My sister was wearing a
very properly made tight fitting shalwar qameez. Her breasts are quite large
(this trend runs in our family, All my 3 sisters have big breasts, and my
cousines too have big jugs). So with big breasts and tight fitting cloth it
is needless to say that her breasts were looking magnificent. And it was
difficult not to touch those. But her ass was not lagging behind. In skin
fitting Shalwar, her ass was looking more sexy, erotic, wonderful and cute
than that of a girl who wears tight fitting jeans. Shazia baji has quite a
juicy and big GAAND which looks erotic in tight fitting cloths. Because, the
material of her dress was not thick enough and it was quite obvious that she
was not wearing any panty underneath. Even from some distance I could make
out the deep crack of her GAAND.
I was really fighting to keep my hands away from my dick even though my heart was
wishing for it. But I didn’t want to miss even a single second of this erotic
drama infront of me. It was a rare opportunity, afterall how many of you can get a
rare chance to see your own sister being fooled around and fucked. Shazia was
barley standing on her own. She looked like she was going to pass out from the
affect of the alcohol and sex.
Fakhar had now started handling my sister’s GAAND. Not very roughly, but in a
manner that is erotic to the maximum. He gave very light loving kisses on either
buttock of my sister’s GAAND. The thin material of her shalwar had already made
her semi Naked. Fakhar moved and rubbed his lips very lightly from one buttock of
my sister to the other, staying specially for few seconds on the crack of her
GAAND. My sister even wiggled her juicy GAAND and slammed it against Fakhar’s face
few times. Whenever Fakhar would reach her ass crack with his lips, she would push
her Gaand back to press it hard against Fakhar’s face, so as to feel the pressure
on her Private Part, and to feel that a boy’s lips are touching her at a place
which a good girl is supposed to protect. It continued for sometime and Fakhar
seemed to have bored a bit. He then wasted no time making my sister NANGI from the
waist below. My sister was not in her senses I guess, she was thinking from her
pussy, rather than
from her brain. She did not give even least bit of resistance, not even just to be
prude. She looked back as Fakhar slided her shalwar down and as her Gaand was shown
with gradual sliding down of her Shalwar she smiled at him.Taking down her Shalwar
he rubbed his face vigorously and forcefully at my sister’s GAAND while his hands
were on her hairless CHOOT. As Shazia baji is a healthy girl (note she is not FAT
at all, but just enough to be called a very nice, healthy Punjabi girl), so her
GAAND too was quite soft and fleshy. As Fakhar felt my baji’s GAAND with his face,
he nearly forced half of his face in the crack of baji’s GAAND. She jumped lightly
in excitement and said “Ouch” in a very playful and erotic
manner. Her laughter gave Fakhar the license, the consent to continue his
exploration of my sister’s totally exposed and spread GAAND. I could not hold longer
seeing this very very sexy scene and I took out my dick and started jerking off
lightly. Then Fakhar stood up and beaconed Shehzad to my sister’s back side. They
both stood there admiring her ass. Suddenly she realized that she was being watched
naked. She blushed and pulled down her Qameez so as to cover her naked GAAND. It’s
not that she was new to being nude, or new to sex. It’s just a psychological
shyness. As long as they were playing with my sister’s Body, and as long as she was
also an active member of the threesome everything was fine. But as they stood behind
her, doing nothing but only feeling her nakedness with their eyes she suddenly
became self conscious/self aware of her nudity. And it’s the thing I like about
eastern girls. No matter how brave/bold and Sluts they are, still there is always
some last bit
of shyness left. However both the boys commenced commenting on her sexy body and
coaxing her to let them see her GAAND. My sister agreed happily (however pretending
as if she was doing it unwillingly as a HUGE favor to the boys). But it was what
she was there for. She asked Shehzad now to pull up her shirt. But the boys
demanded her to do it herself and undress herself to their eyes. She blushingly did
it and waited as the boys moved their hands on my sister’s ass and rubbed a finger
or two in her ass crack. I was wondering was my sister an anal sex lover? Because
the few girls that I had sex with never allowed me to play with their GAAND. I
thought, was it the demand of my sister that the boys should play with her ass, as
they seemed to be forgetting her pussy and her very very sexy and
huge breasts. For a moment I thought that although with her sluttery behaviour it is
quite improbable but still it’s possible that she was still VIRGIN and to keep her
virginity (yet enjoying sex) she had asked the boys to fuck her in her GAAND alone.
If it was so, I was happy because being an eastern brother I preferred my sisters
losing their virginity only on the wedding night. Till then they could enjoy having
as many hard DICKS in their GAANDS as they liked. But guys, let me admit it, I was
feeling uneasy not because of anything about her supposed love for anal sex, but
because I now desperately wanted to see my sister totally nude. I wanted to see her
totally NANGI for the first time in my life. I wanted to see how her pendulous
breasts would look without any bit of clothing, and how her CHOOT would look. Will
it be clean shaved, hairy or nicely trimmed to make some design. I knew atleast one
of my sisters preferred using hair removing cream, and atleast one used a Gillette
razor for Women. I was guessing how would be my sister’s Nipples? Even bigger and
more erect than normal or just the same? How would be her aerola? Big circle or a
small one ( I prefer a small one). I had noticed it plenty of times that in
sweltering hot weather each of my three sisters quite often preferred not to wear
bra under their
shirts (off course only at home). And it made their nipples poking out of their
shirts. It’s not that I intentionally saw them at the very spot but with their big
breasts, their nipples became very prominent. Even if you are looking at their face,
you could easily sense the two buttons few inches below their face. It’s not
something that you had to particularly NOTE, rather it was something that was
noticed without any intention, they’ll come in the room and I could at once notice
the two bumps in their shirts right at the centre of their big breasts. I could
easily make out their nipples each time they decided to go braless. It was erotic,
atleast for the male
servants, driver, if not for me. But you know, it happens to all of us and I never
gave it any importance. After all they were my sisters and whenever I would notice
their nipples, I would turn my face away. It really didn’t give me any hardon,
rather it would give me some embarassment every time they were in this state infront
of any other boy, be it our servant or our cousines. I did think that in those hot
days they didn’t care to cover themselves (their big breasts and nipples to be
precise) properly while going to answer the doorbell. Many times, they used to
escort my friends to my room in the same “Nipple Poking” state and it would give me
much embarrassment to notice my friends ogling at my sister’s poking nipples. I
didn’t have any hard on, but they surely did have. I would notice that they used to
cover their bodies quite properly whenever they were infront of my father, or even
my mother. So what did it actually mean? Surely they were quite aware of their
poking
nipples but they didn’t care if anyone (any
young male) looks at them. So did they enjoy being in that state? I would also
notice all of our young servants (we are quite rich and have many luxuries of life
to enjoy) used to have a gala time, being in the company of my sisters, with their
body hugging shirts and no bra. They were the ones who used to see the biggest, and
sexiest and most daring cleavages of my three sister’s juicy breasts. And despite
the fact that sometimes they intentionally bent forward, or at least it appeared so,
to give ample amount of their breasts show to the servants, I always thought that
“MY SISTERS ARE NOT OF THAT SLUTTARY TYPE OF GIRLS”.I am sure that all my sisters
provided very good FOOD FOR THOUGHT , for masturbatory sessions, to all the
neighboring boys, their university fellows, our servants and even my friends. All
these issues were now coming to my mind as I saw Shazia Baji standing in a room,
with her totally naked GAAND on display to two young boys. It was confirm now ! At
least
one of my sisters was actually SLUT L L
L. But as I could not change it, all I could do was to enjoy it now. Shazia Baji was
wearing her usual tight fitting shirt and Shehzad came to face her and started
pulling her shirt up in order to make her totally naked. He might not have any
specific interest in it, nor did my sister as it was
quite clear that my sister would have been fucked good by these boys plenty of
times. And who knows how many more boys had seen my sister naked and fucked her. So
being naked was not any excitement or an issue for her, and seeing her naked was
also not any OUT OF THE WORLD EXPERIENCE for they boys.
But for me it was indeed a sight to remember for the rest of my life. My
sister being nude and that’s too infront of a couple of boys. She was not a
virgin, rather a very experienced girl (as it seemed). She held up her arms
while Shehzad lifted her shirt up and off over her head. With alcohol in her
blood, wetness in her CHOOT, a face almost in her GAAND and sex in her mind,
my sister was now like a puppet in their hands. They could do with her
whatever they wanted.
Shehzad removed her shirt and I feasted my eyes with a cute site. Of course
I wanted to see my sister totally naked now, but even with a bra, she was
not less sexy. Her bra was a very sexy one, black color and although it was
not semi transparent, yet the material of the cloth was quite thin so as to
make her nipples very prominent. and it was one of those bras whose
Advertisement claim that “these are specially designed for big cleavages”.
If Fakhar thought that my sister’s fleshy GAAND, and the crack of her GAAND
was the most sexy thing, he surely was in double minds now. The line of my
sister’s huge cleavage and her fleshy BOOBS were not less worth putting
mouth in. And of course he did it. It was apparent that Shehzad was either a
cool fellow or he had enough of my sister’s CHOOT and GAAND in the past. He
was enjoying the eagerness and desire of Fakhar to play with each part of my
sister’s now almost naked body. He let Fakhar do what he wanted to do.
Fakhar had put his face in between my sister’s Breasts/Cleavage and with his
two hands he was pushing Baji’s breasts into each other in order to create a
bigger cleavage. Baji was enjoying it to the maximum now. She was moaning
loudly, considering that no one was at home other than our maid servant who
was a supporter in baji’s cause. Shazia baji was now herself pushing her
breasts into each other to create the bigger cleavage and occasionally she
would hold Fakhar’s head and push it in her breasts. She even guided him to
lightly rub his face over the length and breadth of her breasts staying at
her nipples and encouraging him to bit her nipples from over the bra. I soon
reached my orgasm and shot quite a much of load on the floor. But even after
that I didn’t feel any anger for my sister (you see after you’ve reached
your orgasm your NORMAL senses start coming back, and in that condition the
normal senses require that I should not be enjoying watching the fucking of
my sister, rather I should be angry at my sister who was a real slut). I was
as hard and as horny as before. In the meanwhile Shahzad had gone at the
backside of my sister and had undone her bra. Realizing it Fakhar quickly
removed her bra and she now stood completely naked between the two of them.
And for the first time in my life I was watching my sister TOTALLY NANGI. As
per my guess, her nipples were quite large, specially considering the fact
that she was a horny as hell. My sister at that time, could be described as
a BITCH IN HEAT. She is a girl with wheatish complexion, that’s why her
nipples were of brown color. However because of the considerable size of her
breasts and weight of her breasts, the two fleshy objects were bit saggy.
BUT only a bit. Despite of these being a bit saggy, these looked terribly
sexy. She had teased these guys for over half an hour and now she was going
to pay up.
They made Shazia Baji to lay on her back on the mattress and for several
minutes I watched them both molesting my sister’s body with their hands,
occasionally entering a finger in her wet CHOOT, sucking her breasts and
nipples. It was a sight I will remember forever. The ease with which they
were fingering my sister’s CHOOT made it quite evident that her PHOODI was
well used to such molestation. My goodness, only god knows how many times
she had had dicks in her pussy. It was quite open for sure. Then they did
something that to date is the most sexy of sights. They asked my sister to
sit on a chair with each of her legs on each side of the arm of the chair.
It made the nudity of my sister even more visible. She was clean shaved and
thus nothing was hiding their view to the wide spread PHOODI of my sister.
She was blushing a bit but very successfully overcome her shyness and was
now dictating terms. She spread her pussy lips and made them look deep into
it. She was behaving as a call girl, a prostitute, and who knows she
actually was or not. What I had seen till then, it would not have surprised
me to the least if after doing all this, they put few hundred rupees on my
sister’s hand. So with her PHOODI eagle spread now, the two boys sat on
either side of her and inserted two fingers each in my sister’s PHOODI and
started fingering her, while they put each of her nipples in their mouth and
started sucking it. Oh god, it was unbelievably sexy. My sister was NANGI
from head to toe and had two boys fingering her soaking wet pussy and she
was loving the feeling. She was moaning and my dick was hard as rock. I was
now enjoying it as much as the three persons in the other room were
enjoying. There was no problem with time and they were taking their time in
having the most wonderful time of their lives.
There was a table in the room and it was to be the place that my sister was
going to experience her xth gangbang ( Only god knows how many times she
fucked more than one boy at a time). They both lifted my sister onto the
table and laid her down on her back. Shazia Baji was stretched across the
width of the table with her legs hanging over the side.
I looked to see Shehzad and Fakhar both standing in front of my sister
looking down at her naked body. They were talking about the smell of her
pussy. And the wetness of her pussy. There was no need to talk about it, but
I knew why they did so. They wanted to see the blushness in my sister’s
eyes. They wanted to make her hot to the maximum.
Shehzad spread my sister’s legs apart and began eating her pussy. My cock
was now tall inside my fist as I watched what was taking place in front of
me.
I could hear the moans coming from my sister. Her body was responding to
these two men squeezing her tits and licking her CHOOT. It was the time for
the two boys to get naked. Fakhar first stood up and took down his pants. My
sister raised her head to watch the cock with obvious eagerness and desire.
She now wanted it quick. His cock was about the same length as mine i.e
about 6.5 inches, however, thicker. He reached down and lifted both her legs
up to his shoulders. He was now aligned perfectly, positioned his dick right
at the opening of my sluttary sister’s PHOODI, …. and shoved his cock inside
Shazia baji. She arched back and screamed out…. Aaaaaaaah !!!
I couldn’t believe it, my sister was screaming for him to fuck her harder. I
didn’t know what to think. Family honor and prestige was not at any corner
of her mind, and my mind was in the same phase as well. Fakhar was thrusting
his hips violently back and forth his cock deep inside my sister. She
continued to yell out, “Oooh, Aaaaaahh, Ummmmm!”. And it was all very very
erotic.
In the meanwhile, Shehzad had stripped naked and was handling his dick very
near to my sister’s face. He wanted her to take his dick in her mouth and
give a blowjob, however Shazia Baji refused it saying “Mein koi Gashti nahi
hoon, Dost hon tumhari”. (I’m no prostitute, I’m your friend). Wow, she knew
what HONOR is all about and how to be HONORED.
Fakhar held the palm of his hand down on her firm flawless tummy just above
her pubic area as he watched himself move in and out of my sister’s PHOODI.
They were at a place and at such angle in the room that I could not watch
the facial expressions of my slut sister, I would have surely loved to see
her expressions while being fucked by one guy and watched by another (and
even by her brother to ) However from where I was I was getting a very
close up view of my sister’s CHOOT that was being fucked. I must mention
that the visual distance between my eyes and my sister’s pussy was not more
than 4 feet as the guy was standing very close to the window that was
separating me and them. The view was not less sexy. I saw as he would pull
his dick all the way out of my sister’s CHOOT and then shove it back with
force and vigor. Every once in a while my sister would use her hand at her
pussy, right at the junction of her CHOOT and his Dick. She was feeling the
dick as it entered in and out of her. She would even insert a couple of
fingers too along with his dick. At first I was amazed at the ease with
which Fakhar was able to insert his dick in my sister’s CHOOT. And now I was
even more amazed at the capacity of her CHOOT. She was surely not tight at
all. I don’t know how many studs in the university had had their dicks in my
sister’s CHOOT to make it so open. It appeared he had not fucked a woman in
several years that’s why the poor fellow was commenting how nice it was to
fuck a tight PHOODI. He didn’t know that her CHOOT was not tight from any
standard. Even just at the age of 22, my sister had very well used CHOOT and
other body parts. My sister reminded me of a prostitute, that a friend of
mine hired. We fucked her but she had quite open CHOOT and was not giving us
much pleasure, so we had to pay her few extra hundred to fuck her in the
GAAND, that was relatively tight. I was thinking that when it comes the term
of Shahzad to fuck my sister, he might opt for her GAAND instead of her
CHOOT. He was a clever fellow and I could expect it from him. Fakhar was
fucking my sister’s assumed tight CHOOT and knew he was not going to last
long. He could no longer resist as he pulled out and shot his load onto her
stomach. I was awestruck to listen my sister getting angry at him and saying
that she was fully protected from pregnancy that’s why she wanted him to
ejaculate in her PHOODI. And that he had wasted an opportunity to ejaculate
inside a woman. She regretted that she missed a chance to feel a man’s cum
moving in her system. Man she was some SLUT. She might have had many many
fucks in her life yet she wanted to enjoy with every single opportunity.
Seeing Fakhar a bit embarrassed she smiled and comforted him by praising the
strength of his ejaculation. Fakhar pulled up his pants and stepped away as
Shahzad replaced him immediately. He had already taken off his pants and
wasted no time shoving his cock into my sister.
Watching this I felt myself about to cum again. And I came again, this time
with even greater force. To my utter amazement, I was still loving it.
Shahzad’s cock was smaller than Fakhar’s however, what he lacked in size he
made up for in stamina. He fucked my slut sister for a solid 15 minutes as
she reached multiple orgasms. With Shehzad’s dick in her pussy, my sister
became more vocal, and she would moan real Loud as she reached her orgasms.
Her very loud moaning was driving me crazy, let alone the question of other
boys. I’m sure even our female servant was having a wet pussy listening to
these sounds. With each thrust of his dick, my sister’s Ayesha Takia sized
breasts were moving violently and it created a very cute scene. Finally he
told her that he was about to come and told her to ENJOY the feeling of his
cum inside her. My sister actually pulled Shahzad with his hips to have his
dick real deep in her PHOODI. And it’s when Shahzad shot his load in my
sister’s CHOOT. When his orgasm died down, he pulled his quite softened dick
from my sister’s PHOODI and held it between her big breasts, rubbing the
mixture of his cum and my sister’s pussy juices over her nipples. My sister
did like it off course and benefiting from her large breasts, she took her
own nipple in her mouth and sucked the mixture of juices from it.
Pornography from internet, and from other sources had taught her quite
too much.
They remained there for some time and then Shahzad and Fakhar dressed up. My
sister didn’t make any attempt to dress up herself, and laid there with
spread/used pussy on display. The two guys asked for leave and said Good
bye. My sister stood up and in the same nakedness, she hugged and kissed
them good bye, and as they left the room, she picked up her dress and
without caring to wear the same, she opened the door and entered into the
hallway. I was surprised to hear my sister asking the maid to bring her a
glass of milk. Surely the maid knew fully well of my sister’s sexual
expeditions, otherwise my sister could not dare to moan so loudly, nor she
could go infront of the maid in totally NANGI condition. I wondered whether
my sister was bi-sexual too? Because in her utter nudity she approached the
young maid as if it was quite normal.
After seeing all the episode, I was rest assure that the remembrance of that
fateful day would be with me for a long long time, and that I’d masturbate
while remembering the threesome sex of my sister.
Guys, and girls, how do you feel about my story? (apart from saying that I’m
a big pervert, because it’s not something you have to tell me, I know I am J
) but you should see the breasts of my sisters before calling me pervert,
but how would u see? But do write about the story in the comments. I’ll
be waiting for your comments. Because I’m sure you’d like to know, how I
started watching out for Shazia Baji’s programs and how I got plenty of
other opportunities of seeing her PHOODI being used by one boy or the other.
And how once I saw my sister allowing a boy to fuck her in her GAAND. I wish
I could someday see double penetration of my sister. One dick in my sister’s
GAAND, and the other dick in my sister’s CHOOT. Take care. Bye.
And guys what are you waiting for?? A sequel of this incident? Expecting me
blackmailing my sister into sex?? Well I’ll not tell you what happened
afterwards. However one thing was sure, now whenever I saw the poking
nipples of any of my sisters, I don’t turn my face away, I watch it and
that’s too without any guilty feeling.
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Dark Side of the Moon
"Undress." Rory found one word. Stella pouted her lips and the
hoods of her hazel eyes shaded low to give her a feline, almost
predatory appearance, which was a reversal of the actual situation. It
was Rory who had made the demand of the woman. She didn't ask what
would follow or if putting on a striptease for him was full payment for
the knowledge he had of her money switching in the café. He lolled
against the far wall of the bedroom, hands stuck impudently in his
pockets, moving slightly. Stella knew men and imagined him gently
stroking his shaft, all the time watching her.
With indifference, she kicked off her shoes. He shifted and breathed
deeply as if the sight of her toes was the most erotic thing he'd
ever seen, but it was the anticipation of what was to follow that
aroused him. Her fingers slowly undid the buttons of her white blouse,
looking up at him, knowing what he wanted. Almost delicately she pushed
the blouse open to reveal the naked skin of her stomach and lace bra.
She could see him nodding approval, his lust almost tangible.
The blouse slid from her shoulders and then, holding it for a moment in
one hand,
she let it fall to the carpet like a leaf from a tree, floating,
carrying sensuous messages around the room. Her hands went to the back
of her bra to undo the clasp. Stella saw his shaking head. He wanted her
pants to be removed next.
I
n the silence every movement echoed, had resonant sexual significance.
Pushing down her pants, Stella wanted the striptease to be casual and
not give him the impression that he was totally in charge. Almost
nonchalantly, as if he wasn't there, she took her pants off and
folded them over the sofa. Turning, Stella felt his eyes surveying,
inspecting her. She also sensed he wanted to remain mute, so started to
remove her bra without asking him if this was what he wanted. Taking it
off demurely wasn't going to lessen his desire. Stella just removed
it as if he wasn't in the room, but powerfully aware of Rory
scrutinizing her exposed breasts. If he hadn't been there she would
have run her hands over her ample breasts, finding pleasure in teasing
her nipples. She refrained from any overt action, knowing this man was
taking in and being fired up enough by her passive body.
Again Stella looked over at Rory. His hands were now out of his pockets,
rubbing
together in a jumpy way. She took it be his impatience for her to
complete the striptease. Up to this point, she hadn't felt too
nervous. After all, parading around in little briefs with her breasts
naked was what she did every year when she went on vacation to that
beach on the southwest coast. She decided to make the next few actions
as matter-of-fact as she could. Stella didn't want to be
deliberately provocative.
With a few precise and seemingly disinterested movements, she slipped
her white panties down, stepped out of them decorously, and stood, hands
embarrassingly hanging by her side, naked in full view of this man.
"Move over there." His first words in a long while crackled
uncertainly across the
room like a badly tuned radio. His finger pointed to the window. At
first reluctantly, she walked correctly, without attitude, to where he
said. She wondered if he was some pervert who wanted her to expose her
nakedness by the window so the outside world could see her. Glancing
quickly, Stella saw it looked out onto the back of a solid wall, so
nobody could see her.
Rory had other motives for telling her to move. He stared intently, in
rapture as the soft light from the window bathed and wrapped itself over
and around her body. It gave her nudity a glow, an almost Pre-Raphaelite
appearance. Now the picture in his mind was complete. The worship would
begin.
She avoided eye contact. If he was going to indulge himself carnally,
Stella didn't
want to show any approval, any direct acceptance of his desires.
Rory edged progressively nearer. Then pausing, he took hold of an
upright wooden chair and placed it just behind her. She still lowered
her lids, refusing to cower and modestly cover her bush with a hand, or
fold her arms to shyly try to hide her breasts.
"Turn around." Again his words were sharp edged, staccato. She
sensed him
behind her.
"Lean forward on the chair." This time his voice sounded
different. There was a
perceptive hoarseness about it, a determination that made her skin
shiver. Although she couldn't see him, the faint reflection in the
window, which she now faced, showed her he was moving nearer.
Her body shuddered as his hands touched her shoulders. Sliding over her
skin, his fingers rapidly came around her body and cupped her breasts.
It was as if the silent studying of her body had been a mere prelude,
and now that he felt her nakedness, it released him into his real
desire.
To her surprise he stood up straight, and walked to the other side of
the room. She detected the noise of a briefcase being clicked open.
Returning, Stella saw him from the corner of her eye. His movements were
quick. Grabbing her wrists, he clamped a pair of handcuffs on, threading
them through the back of the wooden chair.
"Into bondage, are we, Rory? If you want to screw me, just do it.
Then we'll be
even." As she spoke she saw him again go and collect something. With
a suppressed cry, she recognized what he had in his hand. Rory
approached her, a long cane twitching and flexing.
His free hand was on the small of her back, forcing her to stay bent
over. Stella
heard him panting, then a rush of air, and the cane whacked her rear.
"Three strokes." He was almost wheezing with sexual excitement.
Before she could answer the second and then third stroke beat across her
ass.
"Why don't you just fuck me," she said through clenched
teeth. If he heard, he
showed no signs. Rory was kneeling behind her, hands soothing her
cheeks, tongue licking and lips anointing soft kisses on her red skin.
He went on caressing and touching her ass for several minutes.
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My Friend's Wife
I am a 33 year old male who has sex in his mind most of the time.Ihis is a true
story of me and my friends wife neelima ( not the real name). me and my friend were
working in same town in MP. We had met after a long time. I had met him only once
after marriage not once may be 4-5 times, at that time also I had started liking his
wife but he was newly married and both seemed to be in love. When we met now the
drift had statted and the love had thinned. But we became good family friends and
met each other regularly. I regularly started fantasising about neelima and soon it
became obvious that she is also interested in me. When talking alone she will come
too close to me, always smile at me and some other signals. But I never got a chance
and did not want to betray a friend. Things continued like this 2 years passed and
nothing happened and they moved out to some other city due to change of job. But we
kept in touch and on phone also I could sense warmth in her talks.one day
for some official work I had to go to hyderabad from where neelima belonged, though
she was from bihar but now settled there. In the evening I was roaming in a market
of hyderabad and was thinking about her. What I see is her buying something from a
shop. I just could not believe my eyes, is it really her. I gathered some courage
and approached her and said neelam. she turned towards me and exclaimed anand,you
what are you doing here. I said I have come for a official work and am here for few
days. She aid that she has come to her parents and will be here for a month. I said
fine, good and suddenly I wanted to possess her then and there. I somehow
controlled myself and said it is great to see you, you look very pretty as always.
She said she would love to have a coffee with me but today she has to rush. But she
asked me can I drop you, I have got a scootie. I said I will be very glad. So we
went to the parking and I sat on her scooter behind her but preventing myself from
touching her. she started towards the place where I was staying though it was not
in her route. Her driving was awful speeding braking and many times I fell on her
and holding her back. may be it was deliberate. Soon we reached the guest house
where I was staying. She droopped me in front of my room and went off after taking
my phone no. I slept dreaming of her. Next day I came back from office around 2 and
was sleeping when the bell rang up. I cursed at whoso eveer was at the door and got
up to open it in my shorts only. It was neelima who was standing at the door, she
was wearing a tight jeans and a top. She was looking gorgeus. I immediately went
inside wore a shirt and came out. She said there is a good movie in town and if you
have then let us enjoy it. I said fine let me change. And so we went again on her
scooter. There was fire emnating from her as if she was in heat and I could sense
it. We were a lot closer today with my thighs touching her backside. We reached
hall after the movie had started and moved in the dark for our seats. I had to hold
her hand to support her and it was shaking even mine was not very stable. Luckily
our seats were in a corner, reached there and sat down. We both were breathing
heavily.Her hand was still in my hand and I kept holding her with it on her lap. I
slowly took it and kissed the back of it and then slowly I took her index finger in
my mouth sucking it.she cried in ecstasy, I turned my mouth towards hwr and locked
my lips with her lips tongues trying to push way into each other mouth, salivas
exchanging teeths scraping and sucking each other. She was trembling and so was i,
we were like this forever. Then I released her and raised her t shirt and rubbed my
cheeks against her breast eclosed in a bra, I sucked it from the bra only. But I
could not stop and pushed her bra down and put my mouth over her right breast and
started sucking it, it was heavenly, she was milking and I was drinking like her
child.i kept sucking her globes for a long time till interval. At interval we got
up and went to the scooter, this time I drove at speeds going upto 80 and she
holding me tightly. rubbuing her against my back, we reached my room. immediately
on entering I locked it and pulled her pants down along with her panties. I smeeled
her pussy, it was in heat emnating such beautiful fragrance and totally wet. I put
my tongue on it and buried it inside slurping at what was coming out. she was
standing shivering holding my head and thrusting her pelvis at me.wanting my tongue
to go deeper. I spread her legs and sucked her juices at a faster rate, she could
not stand any longer and slided down to the floor. I took out my clothes and she
rushed for my undies pulling them out. she lunged for my penis and took it between
her lips hurting me in her eagerness to gulp it. She started sucking on it like a
novice who has seen lot of movies but never got a chance to enact.i also moved my
head
to her thighs and started licking them. we both were moaning loudly. After few
minutes of sucking each other genitals we changed our positions with my tongue
tasting my pre cum from neelam’s mouth and she tasting her own body juices from
mine. Then her legs parted and she guided me inside her, she was hot, I could feel
heat from her cunt engulfing my cock. I started thrusting and she started raising
her hips. we both wanted to reach the end but also ewanted to continue the joy for
ever. I was moving inside her rotating my cock inside her, she was holding my
buttocks with her feet on my back, her hand on my buttocks pushing me more inside
of her. Time and agian she raised her head and wanted to see my penis going inside
her and violating her body. we continued like two animals in lust. I turned her,
pinched her nipples and entered her from behind holding her buttocks tightly,
pushing me deep inside her and she arying out in pain and begging for more. We
continued like that
for two hours but now she had to go and we had to bid farewell. I was sorry that I
could not control myself because she was a friend’s wife but it was worth it and a
heavenly experience. We promised each other that we will not repeat it and have not
done till so. Though I am looking for fresh adventures.
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First Time: Angelica After School
by Dee J. Sombrano
Angelica was finishing her homework when her cell phone beeped. She read the message and was pleasantly surprised to find out that her friend from school, Max, was right outside her house.
She went downstairs and let him inside. "What brings you here, best friend?" she asked, kissing him on the cheek.
"I got bored," Max said. "What are you doing?"
"Homework," Angelica replied. She didn't see him with his school stuff. He did have a small sling bag, though. "Aren't you going to do yours?"
"I'm done," he told her. "I did it in the library after doing that research for our book report."
Angelica smirked at him. "You're going to turn into a nerd like me if you keep doing that."
Max laughed. "Well, if it means I'm going to graduate on time, being a nerd's fine with me." He was known as one of the school's bad boys but he wasn't really a goon like some of the other guys. And he was actually bright and rather quiet. So he didn't get into as much trouble as others might expect. He and Angelica got paired off on a report once and she was impressed by the way he was able to cover certain topics that she'd missed in her own research. After that, they became friends-best friends, in fact.
They went up to her room. Unknown to Angelica's parents, Max hung out there whenever he came around to her house after school. Their maid knew about it but didn't seem to mind; in fact, she seemed to approve of the fact that she had a friend who made sure she didn't just spend her time studying.
Max took off his sneakers and plopped down onto her bed. "How are you doing with the assignments?"
"Fine," Angelica replied. "It's not that hard."
"For you, they should be easy." He took something out of his sling bag. "Mind if I watch TV?"
"No, go ahead," she replied. "Just keep the volume down."
Max turned on the TV and settled back down on the bed.
Angelica went back to her assignments. Occasionally, she and Max would engage in a brief conversation but, mainly, they both kept quiet. Finally, she was done. She looked over at her friend, who
"Boo!" she shouted as she dropped down into bed beside him. "What are you watching, best friend?"
"I saw you coming from a mile away," Max said. "It's a bunch of snakes."
"Yuk," Angelica said upon seeing the reptiles on the screen. "Can't we watch something else?"
Max turned off the TV. Then he grabbed Angelica and pulled her close. "What say we just cuddle?" That was one of those things that they did whenever they were together in Angelica's room. It was a habit they got into when they were in their junior year in high school.
Angelica smiled. "Much better." They lay face-to-face in each other's arms. Angelica placed her leg on top of Max's.
"So, how was school today?" he asked her.
"Not so bad," she replied. "Being a freshman isn't as hard as I thought it would be."
"I'd have to agree. It's kind of fun." Max smiled and added: "Of course, I get to wear whatever I want. You have to wear a uniform."
"Well, that's because I'm attending a Catholic school," Angelica said.
"So am I," he reminded her. "We're just more liberal, that's all."
"That's what you think," Angelica said with a grin. "The girls there are more liberated than you think."
"Is that right?" Max looked at her with that "I've got a crazy notion" look on his face.
"What are you thinking, best friend?" Angelica asked him.
"I wonder just how much of a liberal Catholic schoolgirl you'll be?" he asked.
"I don't know," she replied. "Is there a way to find out?"
Max thought about it. "I think there is."
"How?" Angelica wanted to know.
Ten minutes later, Angelica was dressed in her school uniform. It was a short-sleeved white blouse, a gray checkered skirt, and white, ankle-high socks. She was about to put her shoes on but Max told her they weren't needed.
"Now what?" Angelica asked.
Max gestured at the bed. "Get on it," he told her. She did as she was told. Now she was sitting on the bed, her legs folded underneath her.
"What's next?"
Max approached her and sat down in front of her. He smiled; Angelica smiled back at him, waiting for him to do something.
"You know how to kiss a guy?" Max asked her.
"You mean like this?" Angelica kissed him on the cheek.
"Well, that was nice," Max told her, "but I kind of meant on the lips."
Angelica blushed. "Oh. Well...I can try." She leaned in close to Max and then planted her lips lightly on his. She began to nuzzle his lips softly. Max responded in kind and then, very gently, he held her face and pulled her mouth a little more open. His tongue slipped into her mouth. Angelica flinched in surprise but didn't break away from their kiss. Instead, she let his tongue rub against hers. After a few moments, she began to moan as Max licked her tongue. When they finally came up for air, she was panting but didn't look at all like she was turned off by what he did.
"So-did you like that?" Max asked her.
Angelica nodded. "Uh-huh."
"That's good," he said. "Now, let's do it again. This time, you take the lead."
"Me?" Angelica looked at him uncertainly. "But I don't know how..."
"Just go with your instincts," Max told her, touching her face tenderly. "Okay?"
"Okay." Angelica said. Max nodded and she kissed him on the lips again. This time, she did take the lead, letting her tongue find his. She let her tongue entwine with his and even sucked on Max's tongue gently. This time, when their kiss was done, Max was beaming at her.
"Looks like you've got that Catholic schoolgirl liberal streak in you after all," he said with a note of pride in his voice.
"Thanks," Angelica said, blushing. "Is that it?"
"No," Max replied. "There's more."
"Like what?" Angelica wanted to know. "Come on, best friend-tell me."
"Okay." Max stood up, opened up his fly and stepped closer to her. Angelica looked at the bulge in his briefs with nervousness and-as far as Max could see-curiosity.
"I want you to take my cock out of my briefs," he told her. "Can you do that?"
"You...you want me to touch your...penis?" Angelica asked in a trembling voice.
"Yeah, I want you to touch my cock," Max said. "That's what you should call it."
"Okay..."
"Tell me what I want you to do."
"You want me to...to touch your...your cock."
"Good girl, best friend. Now can you do it?"
Angelica looked up at him. She wanted to refuse, telling herself that she couldn't do such a thing, even if Max was her best friend. But she didn't; in all honesty, she wanted to touch his cock. Finally, she made her choice. She reached into his briefs. When her fingers made contact with his cock, she felt a thrill of pleasure run through her. She tried to pull it out but couldn't so she pulled down his briefs a bit until she got his cock free.
She couldn't help herself from saying: "Wow, best friend-I didn't know your penis-I mean, your cock was this big." She squeezed it softly and found that it was getting hard.
Max gasped at the sensation of Angelica's hand on his cock. He smiled at her. "Well, now you know. Does it still scare you?"
Angelica shook her head. "Nope. After all, best friend, it's your cock." She was actually enjoying herself now, especially when she saw that his cock was already aroused. "Do you masturbate?"
"Of course," Max said.
"Oh? What do you masturbate about?"
"Girls, of course. I have to admit...I've masturbated about you a few times."
"Really?" Angelica's eyes widened in surprise. "Was it...fun? Did your cock get hard?"
Max nodded. "Yup. Now, put my cock back in my briefs."
"Why?" Angelica asked.
"Because we've got some more things to do to make sure you're a real liberal Catholic girl," Max explained. "Don't worry-you'll get to play with it again."
Angelica reluctantly did what she was told. While Max was taking off his shirt and jeans, he told her to take off her clothes too but to keep her underwear on. She obeyed, wondering what her best friend had in mind this time around.
"All right," Max said when they were both barely clothed, "let's move on to the next test." He had Angelica kneel in the middle of the bed. He got on the bed himself and just looked at her for several moments. He had to admit, his best friend was really developing into a gorgeous young woman. Angelica's light complexion was well-complemented by her long dark hair. She was voluptuous but not fat; truth be told, Max preferred girls who had curves rather than the rail-thin model types who looked like concentration-camp inmates. Her breasts were barely being held in check by her bra. And her panties were almost transparent enough to see the dark thatch of hair that covered her pussy.
Max smiled at her, touching her thighs. "Best friend, you're beautiful."
"Thanks," Angelica said. "But there are girls in school who are prettier than me."
"That's your opinion," Max countered. "But I think you're more beautiful than any of them." He moved in even closer. His hands moved from her thighs to her hips..to her waist...and then up to her breasts.
"They're too big," Angelica remarked as he squeezed her breasts gently.
"Nope, they're perfect," Max assured her. He reached behind her and tried to undo her bra. When Angelica noticed that he was having trouble, she did it for him. He dropped her bra onto the table near her bed. His hands returned to her breasts and began to squeeze them and caress them in earnest. He teased her nipples until they grew erect. Angelica moaned as waves of pleasure began to wash over her.
Max watched his best friend as he played with her breasts. Angelica's eyes were closed and her head was thrown back slightly. She whispered to herself, biting her lip as his hands and fingers worked her breasts thoroughly. Her breath came in short gasps.
Several moments later, Angelica felt Max let go of her breasts. She felt a touch of disappointment and hoped that her best friend would play with her breasts again. But, apparently, he had other things on his mind.
"Open your legs," he told her. Angelica spread her legs a little but Max told her to spread them a little wider so she sat down and obeyed his command.
"Perfect," Max said. He was smiling. Angelica blushed; he had a good view of the front of her panties and she was conscious of the fact that her pubic hair could probably be seen through the white fabric covering them.
Angelica cried out in surprise when Max suddenly pressed her pussy with his thumb. She let loose with a playful kick but he dodged it easily. She shut her legs. "What do you think you're doing?" she asked in a mock-angry tone.
"Testing your pussy to see if it's a liberal Catholic schoolgirl's pussy," Max told her. "Open your legs up again, best friend."
"What if I don't want to?" Angelica asked.
'Well, then I'll make you," Max replied. He moved in close to her again and kissed her on the lips. Angelica moaned as their tongues met and did a dance of their own. His hands found her breasts and began to massage them softly, making sure that he also paid attention to her erect nipples. Angelica's resistance-which was only make-believe at best-began to crumble. Still, she tried to prolong the pleasure she felt.
'No," she whispered, breaking off their kiss, "I'm not...going...to open...my legs..." Before she could say anymore, Max's lips descended upon hers again. His hands caressed and squeezed her breasts, his fingers pulled and pinched her nipples. While he was doing that, Max slowly began to lay her down on the bed. Angelica felt him pressing closer to her. At last, she was on her back and he was lying slightly on top of her, still playing with her breasts and kissing her. Occasionally, his lips would travel down to her throat, kissing and nibbling her gently. She was so intoxicated by what he was doing that she didn't notice one of his hands settling down between her legs until he began to rub her there.
"Ahhhh...." Angelica touched Max's hand. "Best friend...what...what are you doing...?"
"Shhh...don't worry," Max whispered to her. "I'm just touching your pussy." He rubbed a little harder and slower. Angelica's body bucked upwards a bit.
"Hmmmhhhh...ooohhh..." was all she could say. Max took it as a sign that he could kick things up a notch so his lips traced a path down from her lips...to her throat...to her breasts. He kissed and licked Angelica's breasts before zeroing in on her right nipple.
The moment Max's tongue touched her nipple, Angelica cried out. Dimly, she was glad that there wasn't anyone else in the house at the moment. She felt her best friend sucking gently on her nipple and her hand clutched at his head; she was almost pulling at his hair. That didn't seem to stop him, though. When he was done kissing, licking, and sucking Angelica's right nipple, he transferred his mouth to the left one.
"Best friend...oooohhh...best friend..." Angelica moaned. "Aaaahhhh..." She let go of his head. At this point, she didn't feel like doing anything more except letting him do what he wanted to her.
Several long moments later, Max's mouth left her wet and glistening breasts and began to move down her body, kissing and licking their way to her belly. He paused to lick and suck on her navel; then he continued moving down until he was finally positioned between her legs.
Max stared at her pussy; his thumb played up and down the thin fabric that hid it from full view. He could already tell that she was wet.
"Best friend...what are you going to do to me now?" he heard Angelica ask him.
"Oh," Max replied, "I'm just going to make sure your Catholic schoolgirl pussy doesn't miss out on the fun." With that, he stuck out his tongue and, once he found her slit, began to lick it up and down slow and hard.
"Aaaaahhhh...!" Angelica felt as if she would just explode from the sensation coming from her pussy. Max smiled a bit when he heard her moaning and began to lick her pussy harder and faster. Angelica squirmed and bucked as his tongue assaulted her pussy behind its thin fabric covering. Finally, she couldn't help herself anymore. She told him: "Best friend, take off my panties...please..."
"Why?" Max asked.
"Because I want..." Angelica gasped as Max's tongue slid up and down her slit. "Because I want to feel your tongue on my...my vagina..."
"You mean you want me to lick your pussy?"
"Yes...yes...please.."
"Please what?" Max asked her. He ran his tongue slowly, teasingly, up the crotch of her panties.
"Please take off my panties...aaaahhhh...and lick my pussy..." Angelica begged.
"Louder, best friend. Ask me louder. Please what?"
"Please...take off my panties...and lick my pussy...lick my pussy...best friend..."
Max smiled. "Okay. No problem." He quickly stripped off Angelica's last piece of clothing. Finally, he could see her pussy. It was covered by a somewhat thick patch of curly, black hair. Max brushed her pubic hair aside gently and then inserted his middle finger inside her pussy.
"Aaahhh...what are you doing, best friend?" Angelica asked, wincing slightly.
"Shhh...just relax, best friend," Max told her soothingly. "Lie down and relax, okay? Let me do this." Angelica held still, trying not to move as Max's finger began to move in and out of her pussy. It still hurt but Max remedied that soon enough when his finger touched something inside her pussy that sent an electric shock of pleasure through her body. For a moment, she thought she had wet her bed.
"B-best friend...what are you doing to me?" she moaned.
"I'm tickling your clit," Max replied. "Feels good, huh?"
"Yeah...just...be gentle with your finger..." As she was saying that, however, Max slid his finger out of her pussy. Then he licked his lips and dove right back in, mouth-first. He licked Angelica's pussy fast and hard, then used the tip of his tongue to tickle her pussy lips open. Then his tongue went inside and began to poke and rub against her clit.
Angelica grabbed onto her friend's hair and pulled his face closer to her pussy. Her legs mounted his shoulders, as if making sure that he wouldn't stop what he was doing. She bit her lip hard, nearly drawing blood. She felt Max's tongue licking away at her clit, and then at her pussy, from side to side. Angelica could feel something building inside her; something was about to burst from her pussy.
Max kept eating his best friend's pussy, knowing very well that she was almost ready for the final "test". His tongue continued to lap up the juices leaking from between her legs until he heard her cry out: "Aaaaahhhhh!!! Maaaaxxxx..." Then she came, nearly drenching his face with her pussy juice. He licked them up like a thirsty man at a desert oasis. Then he got up, knelt between Angelica's legs, and began to caress her pussy again.
"Max...best friend..what did you do to me?" she asked in a half-whisper.
"I just made your pussy cum," Max replied, "like a good Catholic school girl's pussy should, best friend."
"That felt so good...oh, God..." Angelica closed her eyes, savoring the feeling of Max's hand and fingers against her pussy. "So...am I a real Catholic school girl yet?"
"Almost...but there's one more test," Max told her. He left her on the bed and got something from his sling bag.
"Wh-what test is that, best friend?" Angelica wanted to know.
Max straddled her upper body, aiming his cock dead center at her face. "Hold my cock again, best friend." Angelica's hand wrapped around his cock. Without another word, she began to masturbate him. He watched her, smiling proudly. It didn't take long for her to get his cock hard.
"Okay, the next part will be a bit tricky," Max said. He moved forward slightly. "I want you to put my cock inside your mouth."
"Wh-what?" Angelica asked.
"Just take my cock into your mouth," Max told her. "Pretend it's a Popsicle."
"Popsicles are cold, best friend," Angelica said with a mischievous smile. "Your...cock...is hot."
"Like a hot dog then."
Angelica laughed. "I've never done that to a hot dog." She gave his cock a gentle squeeze. "I suppose I could try. Come a little closer." Max inched towards her. "Close enough, best friend. So I'll pretend it's a Popsicle?"
"Sure, if you want," Max said, brushing her hair back from her face.
"Okay," Angelica said. She lowered his cock a little bit and then stuck out her tongue. Max nearly fell off his best friend when her tongue made contact with his cock. She licked the tip of his cock, followed by the shaft. When she reached his balls, she asked, "Do I lick these too?"
Max nodded, unable to speak. Just watching Angelica at work was almost enough to make him want to come all over her right then and there but he controlled himself. Angelica's tongue brushed against his balls. After several moments, she sucked on his balls too. When she was done with that, she began to slide his cock into her mouth slowly. As it she slipped it in, she sucked on it-exactly the way she did it with a Popsicle, Max thought. He remembered all the times he got a an erection whenever she was eating a Popsicle in front of him during the summers they spent hanging out together.
"Okay, that's enough," he managed to say. He slid his cock out of Angelica's mouth and saw that it was nice and hard. It took him just a few seconds to put on a condom. He told his best friend to lie down.
"Is this the last test, best friend?" Angelica asked.
Max nodded. He lowered himself on top of Angelica's body and rubbed the tip of his cock against her slit.
"A-are you going...to have sex with me, best friend?" Angelica whispered.
"No, I'm going to fuck you, best friend," Max told her. "Do you want me to fuck you?"
"Yes...fuck me...do what you want..." was Angelica's reply. She closed her eyes as Max French-kissed her on the lips. She sucked on his tongue lightly. Her fingers gripped his shoulders tightly as she felt his cock slowly entering her pussy. It stopped briefly; Max kissed her lips, sucked on her nipples again. Then he gave a single thrust. Angelica felt a sting of pain from her pussy and moaned softly.
"Best friend...it hurts..." she told Max.
"That's because you're a virgin, best friend," Max said. He kissed her on the lips. Angelica French-kissed him back more intensely than she had a few moments ago; it seemed to reduce the pain in her pussy. Max also caressed her breasts while they were kissing. When he noticed that she didn't seem to be noticing the pain anymore, he began to pump shallowly and gently. Angelica didn't mind the pain; she simply bit her lip and held onto him by the neck. After a while, the pain she felt began to combine with a feeling of pleasure that she couldn't remember having felt before. The sensation began to take control of her body, making her buck up and down to the same rhythm as Max's thrusts. He watched her move underneath him. When she noticed that he wasn't moving along with her, she reached for his butt, trying to get him to start pumping again.
"What do you want me to do, best friend?" he whispered to her, tickling her nipples with his fingers.
"I want you to f-fuck me..." Angelica replied.
"You want me to fuck you?" Max asked.
"Yes...fuck me! Fuck me, best friend! Fuck me now!" Angelica began to kiss his lips and his neck. "Please...fuck me, best friend..."
"All right, just for you, best friend," Max told her, "I will." He French-kissed Angelica once more. Then he began to slide his cock in and out of her pussy slowly, gently, letting Angelica's pussy get used to the sensation of being filled by a hard cock. After several moments, he was rewarded by the sound of Angelica's moans as her state of arousal grew more and more intense. Her body was matching his every motion with an unconscious ease. Angelica's left hand gripped his butt as if she wanted him to drive his cock all the way inside her so he obliged. His next thrusts were deep and hard. Angelica let out a cry of delight with just a little pain mixed into it. Her right hand dug a little deeply into his shoulder.
After a while, Angelica whispered: "B-best friend...I...I...my pussy...it feels...ooohhh..." Her breath came in short gasps and Max knew she was getting ready to have her first orgasm. He began to pump faster, making sure his cock went in as deep as possible. He removed Angelica's hands from his body and pinned them down on the bed. Then he raised himself a bit as he continued to fuck his best friend. The sight of her drove him wild. With him holding her down by the hands, it looked like she was being fucked against her will but her cries of pleasure as she bucked up and down to meet his cock's thrusts made it clear that she was enjoying herself. When he lowered himself onto her, Angelica instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, making it seem as if she was afraid that he night not finish the job. He smiled to himself, thinking that she didn't have to worry about that at all. He could already feel himself building to a climax. He changed the motion of his thrusts; from a simple in and out, he moved in circles every time his cock was inside Angelica's pussy.
Angelica's reaction was immediate and intense: "Ahhh!!! Best friend....aaaaahhhh!!! You fuck so goooodddd....aaahhhh!!!" Her fingers gripped his hands tightly as she felt his cock rubbing against her clit. He kept grinding away at her pussy with his cock until he felt her pussy growing very, very wet. He couldn't hold back anymore, either. Max went from slow grinding to slow, deep thrusts once more. Angelica clawed his back as she came.
"Aaaahhhhhh...best frieeeend..." Her body thrust up and down to meet his until she was sated. Max's cock let loose together with her final orgasm. Although he was wearing a condom, Angelica felt the heat rushing from his cock. Without a word, their lips met and they engaged in a long, passionate kiss.
"Best friend, what if I get pregnant?" Angelica wanted to know as they lay in each other's arms. Beneath the blanket that covered them, they were still naked. Their bodies still glistened lightly with sweat.
"You won't," Max assured her. "I wore a condom. If ever we get to do this again, I'm going to be wearing a condom every time."
"What do you mean 'if ever we do this again'?" Angelica asked. "You mean I failed your test?"
"You didn't fail," Max told her. "You passed all the tests. You definitely are a true Catholic school girl." He smiled at her; she smiled back and kissed him on the cheek.
Angelica ran a finger across his chest. "So does this mean we're going to...fuck again?"
Max kissed the tip of her nose. "Now you're talking like a Catholic school girl, best friend." She laughed and his hands began to explore her body once again.
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Anne Goes Adult
by Dee J. Sombrano
The following story is based on my idea of an adult website featuring Filipinas, whether celebrities or amateurs. I'd like to thank all the adult websites that inspired this story; I'd also like to say that the conduct of the more well-known Pinays who are featured in this story and in subsequent stories do not reflect their real-life behavior. Then again, one never knows…
TALENT: ANNE CURTIS (ACTRESS/TV HOST/MODEL)
The Interview
Interviewer: Hello there…what's your name?
Talent: Anne Curtis.
Interviewer: And you're from…?
Talent: The Philippines.
Interviewer: And how old are you, Anne?
Talent: I'm 20 years old.
Interviewer: So, Anne-what brings you here?
Talent: Oh, I've always wanted to do an adult role…I guess this is going to be my first one.
Interviewer: Did they tell you what you were supposed to do in this movie?
Talent: Yeah…get fucked! Ha-ha-ha!
Interviewer: And are you ready for that?
Talent: Oh, yeah! Bring it on!
The Movie
Anne sat patiently on the bed, waiting for her "co-star". She was a little nervous but that was normal. Like she said during the interview, this would be her first adult role. She smiled to herself as she thought about that. She'd already done a liquor commercial, posed in a bikini in a men's magazine, but still her male fans wanted more. She knew that a lot of them had been taking bets as to when she'd do her first bold or softcore adult film. Well, she told herself, she was about to do her first hardcore film. Wouldn't all those guys be creaming their shorts if and when they ever saw this one.
Her co-star arrived. He was probably part-Filipino himself-somewhat tall, good-looking in a plain kind of way, the kind of guy that girls feel comfortable being once they got to know him.
"Hi. You're Anne?" he said to her, holding out his hand. "My name's Patrick. I'll be working with you today."
"Hi, Patrick," Anne said, shaking his hand. "Are we starting now?"
"First of all, are you sure you're up for this? Your contract said that you some hardcore-type action. Being a first-timer, I have to be sure that you're okay about this."
"Yes, I am. I'm nervous but I'm not backing out. After all, it's not as if I'm having my cherry popped." Anne laughed a little at her answer.
Patrick laughed with her. "Okay, then. Since this will be your first time, I figure anal is the way to go, as far as going hardcore is concerned. Have you ever done anal sex?"
"No…I tried it with an ex but he didn't now how. Neither did I. I just got curious after watching it on film."
Patrick smiled at her. "Okay. Don't worry-I'll take it easy. I'll walk you through it, so to speak. Let's just go with the flow and see where it leads. We don't want it too look to scripted or anything. But we'll do the anal as a climax. "
"That's right. And if it feels uncomfortable or it hurts, we'll stop and just use whatever footage we were able to take," the director, B.W., added.
Anne looked at Patrick and then at B.W. She thought about what they said and then made up her mind.
"Let's do it," she declared.
The cameras started rolling. Anne had changed outfits. Instead of the blouse, jeans, and sneakers she'd worn during the interview, she now had on a short red peekaboo spaghetti-strap top and a red t-back bottom. Patrick was already naked. Anne could see his cock dangling from his body. It was still flaccid but she could see that it was a bit bigger than she'd seen in her experience but nothing that she couldn't handle-hopefully. Patrick also had a nicely-toned body; he probably kept fit for these movies by going to the gym a lot.
Patrick approached her silently. She watched as he came closer and stood before her. He began to play with his cock. It began to come alive as he stroked it.
"Hey, baby-wanna play with me?" he asked Anne softly. He came slightly closer, almost putting his cock to her face.
Anne looked up at him and smiled teasingly. "Sure, baby," she replied, taking his cock in her hand and taking over from him. She began to stroke his cock back and forth, back and forth.
Patrick was stunned. He hadn't expected her to be able to jack off his cock that good. Her hand was soft but her grip was firm. She'd already mentioned that she wasn't a virgin but he figured she wasn't that experienced. Anne's hand was already making her cock hot and hard.
"You want more, baby?" she asked him before she began to jack him off faster. His cock responded by becoming even harder than it already was. He's probably ready to explode, Anne thought. She decided that it was time to up the ante on Patrick. Without warning, she slid his cock halfway into her mouth and began to suck on it back and forth while her hand kept a firm grip on its lower half.
"Ohhh, shiiitttt…baby, wooowwww!!!" was all Patrick could say. Anne was pleased to hear his reaction. He was even pleased when he grabbed her by the head and started to slide his cock in and out of her mouth like he was fucking her there. She let go of his shaft and held on to his hips.
"Ahhh…damn, you're good, baby! Fuck, you're good!" Patrick said. He slid his cock out of her mouth and started to remove her clothing. Anne helped him out and got herself naked in no time. She was about to resume eating his meat but he stopped her.
"Get on the bed, on your hands and knees," Patrick told her. Anne obeyed, wondering if she was going to dog-style her. He slapped her butt, making her gasp a little. "No," he said, "facing me."
The minute Anne had her face to his cock, he rammed it into her mouth. He began to fuck her mouth faster, harder, and deeper. Anne didn't know what to do; she had to keep her balance but, at the same time, she instinctively wanted to hold on to his cock to keep it from choking her. She reached for his cock. Patrick stopped her and held her hand behind her in a hammerlock. She tried again and Patrick did the same thing. With his free hand, he held her by the hair and continued to fuck her mouth.
Anne closed her eyes and tried not to gag. Patrick's cock was thick and hard inside her mouth and his thrusts nearly drove it all the way to her throat. Strangely enough, despite the discomfort, she didn't really feel any pain, In fact, she was actually getting aroused. She could feel her pussy getting moist as she took in Patrick's cock. She wished she could reach it and finger herself but her hands were in Patrick's strong grip.
After several moments, Patrick took his cock out of her mouth and let go of her hands. He told her to lie down and she did.
"You've got nice tits, baby, did you know that?" Patrick said, straddling her. He began to rub the tip of his cock on her right nipple.
"Yeah? You loke my tits?" she asked. She was getting into this whole thing, she knew it.
"Fuck, yeah," Patrick answered and put his cock on her cleavage. Then he squeezed her two well-developed breasts around it Like a bun around a hotdog, Anne thought, smiling.
"Oh, you like this, huh?" He began to slide his cock back and forth. "All right, let's see how you like being tit-fucked."
Anne felt the heat and the hardness of Patrick's cock as it moved back and forth between her breasts. He was also mashing her breasts, pinching and pulling at her rosy-red nipples. It hurt a bit but, again, Anne actually felt aroused despite the pain-or maybe because of it. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the sensation of having a large, hot, hard cock between her breasts. None of her ex-boyfriends had done this to her; she hadn't wanted them to even try. If they could see me now, she said to herself.
After a while, she could feel the tip of Patrick's cock brushing agaisnt her lips. She opened her eyes and watched as he thrust forward once again. The glistening head of his cock touched her lips once more. Anne waited for him to repeat his action and then, when it came within range, she flicked her tongue out and licked the hole of his cock.
"Oh, you little slut...you really like my cock, huh?" Patrick said. "Do that again." He slid his cock forward. Anne's tongue obediently licked at the tip. Patrick let his cock stay in that position for a few moments, savoring the feel of Anne's wet, hot tongue lapping at his cock's head.
"Yeah, lick my cock, Anne," Patrick said, enjoying the sight of Anne lapping at his cock like a little girl working on a lollipop. Her sweet, innocent face was in ecstacy as she slurped at his cock.
"You like my cock so much, Anne, here it is again!" Patrick shouted, taking his cock out from her cleavage. Then he jammed his cock into Anne's mouth, pinning her to the bed by her hands. He didn't bother to start slow and gentle anymore. He just started pumping up and down.
Anne let out a muffled cry. Patrick's cock was violating her mouth and she couldn't stop him again. God, his cock was so big and hard-she had to will herself not to gag. Of course, her body was responding differently from her thoughts. She felt her pussy growing wetter with every push Patrick's cock made into her mouth. His balls bounced up and down against her chin.
Relax, just relax, she told herself. She focused on the motion of Patrick's pumping. She watied until his cock was inside and then sucked on it as hard as she could. She felt him stop momentarily. "Fuck, yeaaahhhh!!! Suck me!!!" he yelled. When her mouth relaxed its grip around his cock, he pulled it out, then pushed it in. Again she sucked on his cock as hard as she could. When they'd found a rhythm, Patrick began to slow his pumping down a bit. Anne, for her part, was now enjoying the mouth fucking she was receiving.
Patrick watched as Anne closed her eyes and went to work sucking his cock while he fucked her in the mouth. She's a natural, he thought. I hope we get to keep her as a talent. She'd be fun to work with. As she continued to eat his meat, Patrick decided to give her a treat of her own. He shifted positions until he was facing her pussy. He brushed her thick pubic hair aside gently and found that she was already wet. Smiling, he inserted his middle finger into her pussy and began searching for her clit.
Anne's eyes flew wide open as she felt something moving around inside her pussy. Her first thought was that Patrick had stuck his cock inside her without her knowing it. But then she remembered that she still had her mouth around his thick rod. So what could that be-?
Then she felt whatever it is flick against her clit and nearly bit down on Patrick's cock in surprise. His finger...his finger was playing around inside her pussy. She moaned to herself. Patrick apparently heard her response and began to love his finger in and out of her pussy. Everytime it went in, he would play with her clit, causing her to get even wetter and hornier. Patrick smiled as he listened to Anne's muffled moans of delight. He fingered her more intently, using his middle finger. After a few moments, when he figured that she could take it, he added one more finger. Anne moaned again. Two fingers in her pussy...she never thought she would be able to handle that. And then she felt him insert a third finger...God, the sensation was incredible. Pain and pleasure were coursing through her body and mind. Just when she thought she couldn't take anymore, she felt something rub against her pussy. It was wet and hot...not hard like a finger...it brushed against her pussy again, then slowly entered her. It was Patrick's tongue. It had to be...oh, wow...oh....oooohhh...Anne slipped Patrick's cock out of her mouth.
"Oh, fuck, come on, eat me, Patrick...eat me..." she told him. Then she went back to eating him. Patrick obliged her request by licking the inside of her pussy like he was French-kissing it. The quick, hard movements of his tongue only set Anne off even more. Her hips bucked unconsciously to the rhythm of his tongue. Then Patrick slowed things down by playing the tip of his tongue up and down Anne's slit. He felt Anne's fingernails dig into his butt and her mouth suck harder on his cock. His tongue was driving her wild, he could tell. He heard her cry out, "Fuck me now! Fuck my wet pussy now!" Ignoring her, Patrick slowly slipped his tongue inside her pussy and reached for her clit. Once the tip of his tongue touched her clit, he began to tickle her clit. When he had her screaming again, he started sucking on her clit.
Anne stopped sucking on Patrick's cock. She couldn't do anything; she was paralyzed by the sensation of her clit being sucked as expertly as Patrick was doing. None of her ex-boyfriends were that good. Then she felt Patrick's hips moving up and down, pumping his cock in and out of her mouth. She held onto his firm butt, just taking in his cock. It was already so hard and so big. She wondered how it would feel like inside her pussy. She could already taste his precum leaking from the tip of his cock.
Patrick could sense Anne nearing climax as his tongue worked on her pussy; so was he, given how well she had been eating his meat. He decided to go to the main event, so to speak. He changed positions quickly. Anne had time enough only to see him kneel between her legs before she felt his huge cock thrust into her pussy.
"Aaahhh!!!" she cried out. Even if she wasn't a virgin anymore, the sudden entry of such a hard, thick rod into her pussy caused a sharp thrill of pain to run through her. Patrick stopped and began to mash her breasts.
"So how do you like that, baby? You like a cock that big inside your pussy, baby?" he asked her, playing roughly with her nipples. Again, the combination of pain and pleasure excited Anne.
"Yeah, let's see if you can fuck me hard with it," she challenged him.
Patrick smiled. Anne was really a natural. She could improvise lines like a pro; now he hoped she could fuck like one. He took hold of her ankles and then lifted up her legs, hooking them by the calves onto his shoulders. Then he began to pump, quick and hard.
"Ahhh....aaaa.....aaaahhhh...." was all Anne could say as Patrick's cock assaulted her pussy. As wet as it was, it still wasn't easy to accommodate his big cock immediately. Anne noticed, though, that Patrick's thrusts were fast but not deep. Apparently, he was doing that so that she could lubricate enough to make it easier for her to take his cock. She smiled; he was a real pro and considerate of his partners, no doubt. She'd love to work with him again. She relaxed a bit and tried to enjoy what he was doing to her.
Patrick, for his part, could feel Anne's pussy loosening up. She was also starting to ease up and enjoy herself. That was a good sign. He could now start trying other positions on her. "All right, baby, time to have some fun!" he declared. He removed Anne's left leg from his shoulder and wrapped it around his waist. The other leg he left as is. Then he switched to slow, deep thrusts.
"Oh, fuuuckkkk....oooohhhh...." Anne moaned. The penetration that she was getting in this position was sick-Patrick's cock was reaching so much deeper inside her than any of her exes ever could. Then again, she thought, they weren't as huge or as experienced as Patrick. His cock seemed to go all the way to the innermost core of her pussy. Now that it was wet and stretched to accommodate Patrick's hot rod, she was really enjoying herself.
"You like this, huh, you little slut? You like my cock deep inside you?" Patrick said to her as he drove another thrust home.
"Fuck, yeah....fuck I love when you fuck me so deep...fuck me deeper! Fuck me!" Anne replied. She guided his head towards her waiting breasts. He took one of her nipples into his mouth and nibbled on it gently, pulling it with his lips while he mashed the other one. Anne cried out in delight. Her legs tried to grip Patrick tighter. In response, Patrick rammed her pussy some more. After several moments, he decided to switch positions again. He untangled himself from her legs and slid his cock out of her pussy. He let her suck on it for a while then told her to get on her hadns and knees but facing away from him this time. Anne knew what style he had in mind so she obeyed eagerly, waiting for him to stick his cock into her again. When it came into her pussy from behind, she let out a long moan of pleasure.
"Oh, yeah, baby, yeah, Patrick, yeah, fuck me like a dog, fuck me like a bitch!" she told him. She didn't even wait for him to start pumping; rather, she began to move forward and back, bumping and grinding against him. Patrick smiled and told her to look at the camera while she was doing that. Anne did and gave BW her sluttiest smile. Patrick looked at the camera too, pleased that they were breaking Anne in easily so far.
"Okay, my turn," he told her after a while. He grabbed her by the hips and began to go at her slow and deep once again. Anne cheered him on softly: "Yeah, that's it, fuck me...fuck me, Patrick...fuck me...!"
"You want me to fuck you, baby?" Patrick replied teasingly, taking his time as he fucked her from behind.
"Yeah, fuck me!" Anne said.
"Fuck you how, baby?"
"Like a dog!"
"A dog?"
"Like bitch! Like a bitch!" She began to bump and grind against him with every thrust. Whenever his cock would enter deep, she would try to make it go in deeper, moving in little tight circles.
"You got it, slut!" Patrick shouted. That's when he began to ram her from behind fast, hard, and deep. Anne was unprepared for such an assault. She dropped to a prone position on the bed. Her breasts were momentarily squeezed between her body and the bed. Patrick didn't let up; he continued fucking her like she asked. Anne was ecstatic; she lifted herself up a bit by the elbows, giving her breasts room. Then she cupped them and played with her nipples to increase her pleasure.
Patrick saw what she was doing. Man, this girl can really get horny, he thought. He lifted up her hips and held onto them to give his cock more room to maneuver. He could hear Anne's moans and gasps of pleasure as his cock went in and out of her pussy. He kept at it for several minutes more and then he took his cock out of her pussy again. Anne looked back at him questioningly but then she understood what he was up to when he began to rub the tip of his cock up and down her anal cleft. He spread her butt cheeks and rubbed his precum onto her asshole.
"Cut," BW said. "I think, just to be sure, we should lubricate her."
"Yeah, I agree." BW handed him some KY Jelly. He was about to rub the jelly onto his cock when Anne asked for the container.
"Let me do it-please?" she said.
Patrick and BW looked at each other knowingly. They had a real gem here. Patrick knelt on the bed and gave the KY to Anne. She took a generous dollop and spread all over her hands. Then she began to stroke and squeeze Patrick's cock in order to coat it thoroughly. BW told her to stop and went back to his post behind the camera. He signalled her to do it again. Anne went back to stroking Patrick's thick rod with her jelly-covered hands. Patrick contented himself with watching their newfound star at work. She really knew how to jerk a guy's cock-she didn't do it hesitantly or carelessly. She did it with a sensitive touch that made him all the more harder.
When she'd finished coating his cock with jelly, she surprised both Patrick and BW by getting some more jelly, this time on just one hand. Then she turned over, ass in the air in view of the camera. To the two men's delight, she began rubbing jelly around her asshole, making it shine. Then she slowly stuck her finger inside her asshole and started to slide it in and out, lubing it for the upcoming assault. She felt a little pain and grimaced at her finger's initial entry and exit. After a few seconds, with the help of the KY, she was fingering her asshole easily and painlessly.
Patrick stared at Anne as she played with her asshole. They had hit paydirt with this girl. He looked over at BW and silently mouthed "You'd better have signed her." Then he moved in for the final part of the movie. He removed Anne's finger from her asshole and then positioned himself carefully. He held his cock steady and began to slip it into Anne's slippery asshole. There was resistance, of course-Anne was strll an anal virgin-so Patrick expected the going to be slow. He pushed a bit harder against the muscles of Anne's asshole. It began to give...until half of his cock was inside her.
Anne, for her part, bit her lip. Despite the lubrication she'd applied, it still hurt having her asshole penetrated, especially with a cock as big as Patrick's. She endured the pain, however, knowing that it would turn to pleasure before long. The remaining half of Patrick's cock slowly inched its way inside her asshole. After a few moments, Patrick stopped. Anne's asshole felt stuffed; for sure, she knew, Patrick had stuck his whole rod inside.
Patrick gave one last push to make sure that his cock was all the way inside Anne's asshole. He felt great; with her anal muscles wrapped around his thick rod, he actually felt like he was getting even harder than he already was. He waited for a few minutes then began pulling his cock backwards in preparation for buttfucking Anne.
Anne drew in a sharp, muted breath through gritted teeth. She felt Patrick withdrawing his cock and knew that he was about to start fucking her. Eyes closed, she told herself to relax, stay calm, and ride through the pain. She could handle it, she said to herself, like a mantra, she could do it. Once Patrick's cock was halfway out, he paused. Anne steeled herself for his incoming thrust. Patrick, however, did it gently at first. He slid his cock back in as deeply as he could but slowly, making sure Anne's virgin asshole became accustomed to the presence of his cock. Anne silently thanked him for that. By his third and fourth thrusts, the pain was already decreasing. She was starting to enjoy herself.
Patrick sensed this and started fucking Anne's butt faster. He squeezed her buttocks was he pumped in and out of her devirginized asshole. He looked down and was satisfied to see that she hadn't bled. And there was nothing disgusting on her cock; the first time he did anal sex, his co-star left traces of feces on his rod. That was disgusting; he almost made it a clause in his contract not to do anal sex ever again. With Anne, though, it was pretty good-very good, in fact, since this was her first time. He slapped her left buttock as he thrust into her asshole; she gave a small cry of surprise. "Spank me again!" she told him. He gave her left buttock another slap, followed by one to the right. Then he gripped her hips and began jackhammering her asshole. "So you like being buttfucked, huh, baby? Well, here's more!" he told her, punctuating his statement with several sharp, quick thrusts.
Anne let out a half-choked scream. She didn't know that being fucked in the ass would be almost as damn hot and wonderful as being fucked in her pussy. She found herself clawing the bed to keep from being carried away by the intertwined waves of pain and pleasure that threatened to drown her. "Ahhhhaaahhhaaahhh!!!" she yelled. "FUCK ME GOOD IN THE ASSS, PATRICKKK!!!"
That was all Patrick needed; now he wasn't just a jackhammer. He was a drill, boring deep, hard, and fast into Anne's asshole. She was screaming in ecstacy as his cock drove into her, ordering him to fuck her ass over and over again. Patrick obeyed Anne's command and made sure her first anal would be memorable. His cock slid in and out of her asshole with little difficulty now; he would definitely enjoy doing this again.
Several long minutes later, he felt himself nearing climax. "I'm going to cum, baby! I'm going to cum in your ass!" he yelled.
"Shit, I'm cumming too!" Anne screamed. "Wait, wait! Let's cum together! Fuck me hard and deep! Fuck me!"
Patrick slowed down his pumping and concentrated on going in as far inside Anne's asshole as he could. Meanwhile, Anne was bumping and grinding her butt against him like she did when he was dogstyling her. He could feel his cum building up inside his shaft. He pulled her ass close and tight.
"Ahhhhh!!!" he yelled, letting loose a hot stream of cum inside her asshole. Anne screamed in unison as her pussy exploded as well. She felt her cum gush out of her pussy and flow down her legs.
They maintained their position for a while, letting all of their love juices flow out. Anne contracted the muscles of her sphincter as if to squeeze Patrick's cock dry. Patrick made a few more shallow, playful thrusts. Then he pulled his rod out of her asshole. Anne fell onto her back; it was only now that she felt exhausted. Patrick knelt between her legs, his cock dangling above her pussy. He could see drops of cum still coming from it. Anne watched his cock drip first then changed went on her hands and knees again. She took his cock in her hand and began to clean it off with her tongue and her mouth.
"Oh, wow, baby..." Patrick said as he stroked her hair. "That's real nice of you." Anne chuckled by way of response and continued to lick and suck at Patrick's cock until she'd lapped up all of the cum still dripping from his rod. Then she lay down on her back again, with her hand still holding onto his cock.
"So how does your asshole taste like?" Patrick asked with a smile.
"Delicious, like I knew it would be," Anne replied with an equally radiant smile.
"And cut!" BW said. "Okay! Nice shoot, guys!" He went over to them with two thick towels. Patrick took one, wrapped it around her waist, and walked over to the nearby fridge.. Anne simply covered herself with it as she lay on the bed.
"Here." Patrick handed her a cold bottle of mineral water. Anne reached for it and thanked him.
"I think we've got ourselves a star in our hands," BW said. He was smiling broadly. "You're going to be the hottest thing on our site, Anne."
"Really?" Anne sat up gingerly. Now her ass was feeling some pain. She adjusted the towel to cover her body before taking a drink.
"Yeah," BW told her. "You better believe it. That was just fantastic! You were great!" He went over to the fridge and picked out a can of non-alcoholic beer.
"Coming from BW, that's a real major compliment, Anne," Patrick said. "He's real tough on new talent."
"Yeah." He opened his can of beer and held it towards Patrick and Anne. "To our newest star! What do you say, Anne-are you with us?"
Anne looked at BW and then at Patrick. She didn't really need to think about it; this was going to be one heck of an experience.
"Fuck, yeah!" she said. With that they made a toast to a movie succesfully made and a hot new talent discovered.
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ASIA AGAINST THE WALL
by Dee J. Sombrano
I looked at my watch and I saw that it was already two a.m. Normally, that wouldn't have been a problem since I like partying until dawn but I was a bit tired tonight. Sleep was something that my body seemed to be craving more than sex-not that there was a shortage of people, from both genders, that I considered as potential bed partners at the party.
I went over to Katya, who was over at the bar with Jaycee. I tapped her on the shoulder and told her, "I'm ducking out for the night, guys."
Katya turned with a smile on her face. "Just got lucky?" she asked. Jaycee was looking at me with a mischievous smile of her own.
"Nope," I told them. "I think I need to sleep early today. I'm tired."
Katya understood. She knew I'd been busy with my video shoot, tapings, and all the other work I had to do.
"Okay, I'll tell the others that you went on home," she told me.
"You want me to drive you home?" Jaycee offered.
"No, thanks," I said. I wanted her to enjoy herself; she deserved it after her latest movie became a hit. "Live it up-you're a big star now, remember, Jayce?"
Jaycee laughed at that. "Not as nig as you, Asia. You sure?"
"Yeah. I'd better leave while I can still drive."
"If a cop stops you, you can always find a way out of it, right?" Katya said. We shared another laugh at that one. I get along well with the girls and that's a good thing, considering as how some of us were a bit, shall we say, temperamental.
I kissed Katya and then Jaycee on the cheek. "See you tomorrow, guys," I told them.
"Text me when you get home, okay?" Katya called after me.
I flashed her a thumbs-up to assure her that I would. I made my way past the crowd towards the door and then exited the bar. The night air was sweet as I breathed it into my lungs to clear them of the smoke-filled atmosphere of the bar. I still smoke myself but it's a habit I'm trying to kick. Nowadays, I don't really smoke unless I'm with a people who do and even then I try not to go beyond maybe three or four cigarettes.
I walked towards the parking lot where I had left my car. The good spots closest to the bar had been filled up early so I had no choice. Anyway, the exercise would help clear the buzz in my head from the drinks I'd indulged in during the party. Hopefully, by the time I got to my car, I could drive steadily enough to pass for sober. If I wasn't feeling pooped, I'd have taken a guy into the restroom and indulged in my favorite way of taking the edge of an alcoholic buzz. Oh, well, maybe some other time. Maybe I could even ask Katya or Jaycee or one of the other girls to come over tomorrow for a little hair of the dog-the female dog.
I started to think of who I was going to try to get into the sack with me. Jaycee was tops on my list since she was riding high on that first adult movie of hers. And I did admire her willingness to do those sex scenes, simulated though they may have been. Jenny was another candidate-she pulled off her role as a fourteen-year-old in Jaycee's movie real well. Maybe she'd agree to dress up as a schoolgirl…
I was contemplating the fun I'd have getting it on with Jenny and Jaycee when I someone grabbed me from behind. A hand was clamped over my mouth and something hard was stuck into the small of my back.
"I'm not going to hurt you but please don't make any trouble," a voice-a guy, from the sound of it-said. He brought me bodily to a nearby alleyway. There was a light there, not too bright but enough to see me by as he shoved me under nnit, against a wall.
"Don't turn around until I tell you to, okay?" he said. I was mentally berating myself for getting into this kind of situation and wondering what it was he wanted when I felt his hand leave my mouth and cup my left breast.
Well, at least I knew what he wanted.
"I saw you at the party. I wanted to talk to you but there were so many guys surrounding you. When I saw you leaving, I figured, fuck it, I'd take my chances." As he spoke, he squeezed my breast gently while doing the same thing to my butt. I had to admit, I was starting to get hot. Not that I wanted to be raped or anything but I'd be lying if I said that I didn't fantasize about somebody having their way with me. And now this guy was starting to do just that, and in public too-well, as public as an alleyway could be. That was two fantasies in one.
I made up my mind right away. He hadn't taken my purse away from me. My phone was there and so was a can of military-grade Mace that an admirer had given me as a present. If worse came to worst, I pretty much had an idea how to distract him long enough to get out of this jam.
"Yeah?" I replied. "Well, looks like you're doing good with your chance so far."
That got him more active. His hand began pinching my left nipple-that felt good, whether or not I liked it and I did-while his other hand was inside my skirt and grabbing at my buttock. His lips touched the back of my neck. I could smell his cologne-it was nice and from the way he spoke English, maybe he was at the party, one of the conos who usually attended. Plus, he was nervous. That meant he was still young, a college kid maybe.
The hand inside my skirt took hold of the waistband of my thong and began to pull at it as if to take it off. His other hand was trying to take my top off.
"Let me help you," I told him. I surreptitiously dropped my purse on top of a stack of boxes next to us. He didn't notice. I expertly slipped off my top-it was just a short tube and dropped it over my purse to cover it. Then I took his hand and put it back on my breast. I heard him whisper "shit" when he discovered that I had no bra. I smiled despite the precariousness of the situation.
Next to come off was my miniskirt. I dropped it on top of my top. His hand didn't need guiding. It found the crotch of my thong immediately and began to fondle my pussy. That felt good and I let him know it with a short gasp.
His left hand was now alternately mashing my breasts and pinching and pulling my nipples. Meanwhile, his hand was inside my thong as he tried to insert a finger into my pussy. I reached behind me and found his crotch and felt the bulge straining against his pants. I held it as best as I could and rubbed it, feeling it getting bigger.
"You want my cock so badly, Asia? I'll give it to you," he said. "Kneel, you horny bitch." Typical college-kid tough talk but a bit of a turn-on anyway. I knelt, thinkg that I could see his face just in case I needed to ID him in a lineup but he grabbed my hair and kept my head level with his crotch.
"Don't fucking look at me. Just pay attention to my cock, bitch." His pants were open and he was bringing his tool out of his boxer shorts-SpongeBob boxer shorts, oh, my, must be a gift from his girlfriend or his mother-and began to stroke it once it was free. From the look of it, it was five and a half inches and thick.
"Suck it, bitch," he growled but I didn't need the hint. I braced myself with my left hand on his hip and gripped his shaft with my right hand. I began to jerk him off, slowly at first. I felt him quiver and he looked up, gasping, whispering, "oh, fuck, oh, fuck" like he'd never had a handjob before. That was my cue to stroke him faster and grip him tighter.
"Fuck, fuck!" were his next words as I did just that. He was obviously enjoying the experience but he still held onto me by my hair. Time to give him what he was asking for, I figured. My tongue came out and lapped at the tip of hic cock and he let out a choked cry. I whispered up to him, "Not so loud! Someone might hear us!"
"I'm sorry, Asia, just go ahead, but it feels so good…" he replied.
"Really?" I licked his cock down from the tip to the top and sides of the shaft, to the base, then to the bottom of his shaft. From there, I licked his balls and began to butterfly-kiss my way back up to his swollen little head. He was swearing softly to himself by that point. That's when I took his cock head into my mouth, sucking and licking it gently. I sucked and licked my way down to the base of his cock. When all of it was inside my mouth, I played my tongue on it first. His grip on my hair tightened and he thrust his hips forward, nearly sending his tool into my throat-not that I wasn't used to that.
I started to blow him in earnest. Suck, lick, deep suck-that was what I did and did it ever turn him on. "Shit, shit, shit, shit…" was all he could say. After several minutes, he pulled my head off his cock and told me to stand up. He backed me against the wall; knowing what he was up to, I took off my thong and cast it with my other clothes. He then rammed his cock inside me, trying to get it all in with one thrust but not quite making it. He had to take two more thrusts. Once he was in, he grabbed my hands, pinned them to the wall, and began humping me. It hurt at first since he hadn't lubricated me properly but I had been fingering myself while blowing him so the pain didn't last too long. He also tried to suck on my tits so I stuck them forward to make it easy for him. Again, he started with my left nipple and then my right. Left, right, left, right-like a windshield wiper. Not that he was that concerned with making sure I enjoyed myself but it was kind of nice anyway.
After a while, he let go of my hands and then lifted up one of my legs, followed by the other. He put them around his waist as best as he could and hung onto the small of my back. He kept humping all the while. I held on to the wall, found that there was nothing to hold on to, so I held onto his neck. His thrusts got deeper and faster and harder. I thought he was finally going to cum but then he put my legs down.
"Turn around, Asia," he told me. Well, since he was being polite calling me by my name, I obliged him. With no further adieu, he began to doggystyle me. I felt myself getting pressed against the wall by his thrusts. Now this felt better. I checked the street and saw no one passing by. The party probably wasn't over yet. That was bad news if this guy wanted to do something bad to me but it didn't seem that way now. He was more concerned with getting himself off than committing any mayhem upon me. I
I was getting into the swing of things, so to speak, and even moaning a little when he withdrew his cock. I thought he was done but then he steadied my hips and aimed a little upward. Hmmm…what's this? I asked myself. The head of his cock bumped up against my butthole. I got the picture. He was trying to buttfuck me but he couldn't get it in, even if he was wet.
"You got a condom?" I asked him.
"Huh? Yeah, Asia, why?" he replied.
"Use it. It's lubricated so you can enter my back door easier."
He rummages through his pockets quickly and found what he needed. It took him two tries to put it on because he was nervous-he was scanning the street too, looking for anyone who might break up our little party. Once it was on, I steadied myself and waited for him to come in. It took a while and it hurt a little. I hadn't been reamed in the ass for a while. But eventually, he was inside. He gripped my hips and began to pump fast, not even waiting for my butthole to adjust to the presence of his cock. Oh, well-even the slight pain was a turn-on.
I closed my eyes and felt his cock sliding in and out of my ass. One of my hands fondled my breasts and then went down to finger my pussy. If he noticed, he didn't let on. He was too busy fucking my butt.
A few minutes later, I heard him say "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, Asia, I'm cumming". I began to match his rhythm, my butt meeting his cock as it came forward.
"Ah, fuck! You're the best!" he told me. I mentally thanked him for the compliment. He repeated his words again and I felt him pull me towards him and his cock entered my butt as deep as it could. I felt his cum painting the inside of my butt white. I gave out a little gasp as I came a few seconds after he did. I took out my finger and stuck it in my mouth, licking my pussy juice.
A few moments later, he slid his cock out of my ass. He leaned against the other wall, looking at me. "God, Asia, you're the best. You're better than my girlfriend-she never lets me fuck her in the ass."
"Well, I'm glad you enjoyed yourself," I told him. My butt was a little sore but I could move so I began to dress up and fix myself.
"Sorry if I scared you, Asia," he said, approaching me. "Did I hurt you?" I got a good look at him. I was right-he was a college kid, probably with a nice enough girlfriend but looking for something extra when it came to the horizontal mambo.
"A little but I'll get over it, " I told him, picking up my purse.
"You want me to drive you to your house or something?" he asked. "My car's over by the bar."
"No, thanks," I told him. "My car's just at that parking lot across the street."
"Well…thanks for the…for everything…" he said awkwardly. My heart went out to him a little.
"You're welcome. Next time, though, approach me and ask me first, okay?" I said.
"Okay…hey, can we maybe, uh…"
"Tell you what-you give me your number and let's see if I can't set up a personal sex-ed class for you and your girlfriend. That way, you two can learn to satisfy each other."
"Sure!" He gave me his cell number and I saved it on my phone. I promised to text him and I intend to keep that promise. At the very least, I'll be able to get some payback for what he did to me. On the other hand, if he did convince his girl to come along…
He accompanied me to the parking lot, saw me to my car, and then bid me goodbye. I told him to wait for my text and see if he could talk to his girl. He promised he would. Whether or not this leads to some more hot and heavy action, I don't know. But I have to admit-fulfilling two fantasies in one night was nice. And I wasn't feeling so tired anymore.
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Hershey's Thursdays
May 15th 1999
Written by Kristen
LOOKING FOR LOVE IN ALL THE
WRONG PLACES. WISCONSIN!
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Maya felt a little queasy as she watched the women wrestlers tugging at each other's hair, each desperately attempting to overpower her opponent. Everyone was cheering them on, as usual.
She often wondered how much Hershey's syrup the club used every Thursday during this event. Both women were covered from head to toe in chocolate; it was hard to tell where their bikinis ended and their skin started.
She was startled when the man next to her shouted encouragement to his favorite. She looked sideways at him, idly speculating on what he might be like in bed. As he enthusiastically jumped up, shouting at the top of his voice, she noticed that he was hard; obviously aroused.
She looked back at the action, at the women tussling in an oversized wading pool full of Hershey's syrup. They were going at each other in earnest now.
One of the women suddenly pulled away as the other tore her bikini top free and held it up in triumph. That brought roars of approval from the spectators, but you couldn't really make out any details; chocolate was smeared all over their bodies and had seeped under the material of the swim suits, making both women brown all over.
Maya was glad that Murphy's had the Hershey's wrestling each Thursday night. They really brought the guys in, and that's what it was all about, wasn't it! She rarely went home alone on Thursday nights.
The feeling of nausea shot through her gut again, making her bend at the waist. Pregnant at 38, and she didn't even know who the father was. Maya knew she'd have to change her lifestyle soon, but partying had become almost necessary to her. Life had been one big party after she moved out of her parents' house at 28.
It had almost become a routine - get off work at 5:30 each afternoon, home for a quick shower and change, and then hit the clubs.
Her favorites were Murphy's and Charlie's Forever, because both clubs gave a girl the best chance of being picked up.
She mentally cataloged the men she'd had over the past 10 years. How many was it? It was important to keep track. If a girl didn't know whom she'd slept with, well -- then she was no better than a slut. It was just that, with so many years of parties and men behind her, it was getting harder to keep track. It must be 266, she calculated. Yes, 266 was the exact number of men she'd had sex with.
She was jostled by the man sitting next to her. In his exuberance he'd accidentally nudged her elbow, spilling beer in her lap.
She screamed at him: "Dammit, you fucker! Look, what you've gone and done!"
Standing up, she swung at him, hitting him squarely in the right eye with her small fist. He fell back into his seat, holding his head, and looked up at her in amazement.
Maya jumped when beefy black hands gripped her biceps from behind and Seymour's raspy voice spoke quietly in her ear. He was saying that she'd broken the house rules about violence, and she struggled to get loose from the bouncer's hands.
"Okay Maya! You know the rules. Either you take it to the ring or you leave the club now and don't come back for a month," he said, a wide smile on his shiny black face.
She knew she was in the wrong for striking a fellow patron, but she objected anyway. "That bozo knocked my beer out of my hand and all over my lap. How'd you take something like that, Seymour?" She looked up at the big bouncer, struck by the sight of his bloodshot eyes and white teeth in the darkened audience area.
"Rules is rules, Maya. Whasit gonna be?"
"Fuck, he's too big... it's not fair, " she whined.
The two women in the ring had finished their match when the topless one finally gave up. Many of the crowd had begun to leave since it was almost 2 a.m., and a weekday too.
Looking at the few customers still hanging around, Maya thought to herself: 'What the fuck. This could be fun. I've wanted to jump in there more than once, and Hershey wrestling with a guy might be interest- ing,' On closer inspection he wasn't all that bad looking either.
"All right Seymour, if he wants to get messy, I'm game." The man stood up and said: "You owe me. I ought to knock your block off for what you did."
Seymour turned to him. "Take it into the ring or shut up. I don't like men who threaten women. Now, whasit gonna be? You in or out?"
The man looked at Maya. "I don't have a swim suit, and I don't think she does either."
"Not to worry, we got those in the back. Go and get changed. I think the late crowd's interested in this grudge match." Seymour looked at the growing crowd with pleasure. This sort of thing didn't normally happen; besides, it was almost a year since the last male-female match, and that had definitely been fun to watch.
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Maya sat on a chair in the dressing room, wondering what she'd gotten herself into. 'This must be the stupidest thing I've ever done,' she thought, feeling another shooting pain in her midriff. But no way would she back down now; besides, this might be her last chance to show off for a long time. Once she got big with the baby she'd probably have to stay home all the time.
"God I need a drink," she muttered as she stripped. Within a few minutes she was entering the main room, to appreciative shouts from the audience. One thing she could be sure of was that the men would like her body. Even at 38 it looked great.
She strutted barefoot down the narrow aisle to the chocolate-filled wading pool in the middle of the room. Hamming it up, she posed for the crowd, which was larger than she'd expected. She didn't really care, though. Maybe it was because she'd had a little too much to drink, but in any case it was a real turn-on for her to be standing in a tiny bikini in front of a crowd, and one so close up.
There was catcalling when the man trotted down the aisle toward Maya. She was pleasantly surprised; he was well-muscled and, though there was a little pouch at each side of his waist, he looked good. His name was Mel and, according to the announcer, was an accountant from New Jersey.
Maya was now introduced to the crowd, and she and the man stepped together into the wading pool. It was a strange feeling to step barefooted into 6 inches of lukewarm chocolate syrup. It closed over her toes and surrounded her ankles. She playfully kicked some of the heavy syrup at Mel, splashing his swimsuit. She noticed that he was hard again, bulging out his swimsuit, and she just had to say: "Is that a gun you've got in there," pointing to his crotch, "or are ya just happy to see me?"
It was an old cliché, but the crowd roared with laughter, and even Mel smiled back at her. Then he stepped up to Maya and grabbed a bunch of her hair in his fist. She was shocked by the move, which was totally unexpected, and found her completely unprepared.
He gripped her hair even tighter, almost painfully, pushing Maya to her knees in the pool of chocolate. She reached up, desperately trying to loosen his hold, but wasn't strong enough. The crowd was laughing, and cheering encouragement for the man now.
Maya was forced on to her hands and knees, with Mel standing over her. Suddenly he straddled her back and pushed her face down into the syrup.
Things happened quickly after that. Maya dragged her face out of the chocolate pool, spluttering and cursing, but she had just long enough to spit and cough syrup from her mouth before Mel was on top of her again, this time hugging her close.
They wrestled around like this for a while, slopping gallons of chocolate syrup over the pool's edge. Maya kept trying for a handhold because she wanted to teach this beast a lesson, but she got nowhere. She ended up just holding on to Mel's thrashing body as he rolled both of them over and over in the sweet tasting brown syrup.
Maya could tell that Mel was putting on a show for the crowd; he was in control, and she could only react to his moves while doing her best to keep her head above chocolate level.
Then it happened. Mel's large body pressed hard down on Maya's much smaller frame. At first she panicked, her only thought being to keep her head above syrup level, but then his arm cradled her head, and his hips began to push down on her. This relieved her of the fear of drowning in chocolate, but her relief didn't last long.
She and Mel were now covered in chocolate syrup from head to foot, and all the audience could see was two syrupy people thrashing around in the pool. It was hard to tell who was who, never mind what they were doing.
But Maya could tell what he was doing! Mel was holding her down and humping her in front of the crowd, gripping her chocolatey hair so tight that she couldn't move. She felt his erection pressing against her crotch as he moved above her.
What happened next is a perfect argument against excessive drinking. Nothing like it would have happened if the people in the room hadn't been drinking all night, and if they hadn't also been enjoying the sight of semi-nude women covered in chocolate.
It was eventually obvious to anyone watching that Mel was humping Maya, and for a while the audience became strangely silent. Maya was pushing at Mel, trying to dislodge him, when someone in the crowd shouted: "Fuck her, man! Fuck her!"
She now really started to struggle under her opponent, desperately kicking out and pushing at him. Someone else yelled: "C'mon, fuck her, Mel! Do it!" and suddenly almost everyone around the struggling couple was chanting: "Fuck her, fuck her, fuck her..."
Maya was aghast at what was happening. She even heard women's voices in the crowd, demanding that her opponent screw her. She was fighting with all her strength now, but Mel was too slippery for her to grip him tightly, and he was much stronger than her.
He had been fumbling with one of his large hands between their bodies, and she suddenly felt his fingers at her chocolatey pussy opening. Panic!
'What the hell did he think he was doing?' She wanted to scream, but could only pant as Mel's heavy body pressed her further down into the syrup.
The chanting grew louder, and Maya felt a sudden hope that the club management might feel they had to do something to stop it. It was at that moment that she felt Mel penetrate her unprotected sex.
He must have managed to take out his chocolate- covered cock, and was trying to fuck her with it! She felt a momentary pain as her opening stretched to accommodate him. 'God! How could this happen to me? How could these people let him do this?!' she thought desperately.
Maya didn't know what to do; she'd experienced nothing like this before. She stopped struggling, and seeing this the crowd went quiet again. The only sounds in the room came from Mel, thrusting into his victim, squirting chocolate with each downward thrust, and grunting his satisfaction as he ground into her helpless body.
It seemed to go on forever - Maya's public fucking in a pool of chocolate syrup - but it was probably only a minute or two. She lay docile under Mel's thrusting body, numbly accepting his assault. When he felt her stop struggling, he was so worked up that he saw it only as an opportunity to make his thrusts deeper still.
Soon the combination of the bizarre circumstances and the physical sensations he was getting from fucking Maya brought Mel to an intense orgasm.
Grunting loudly as he came inside her body, he continued thrusting away, savoring each spasm as he jetted his come deep into his vanquished opponent.
When he was through coming, he sensed the presence of the watching crowd. A little self-consciously, he pulled out of the female body splayed under him, and as his shrinking dick emerged from the well- fucked, chocolate-covered pussy he noticed white come smeared between Maya's thighs and around her sex.
Without thinking, he called out: "Gee, we could make smores!"
**THE END**
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Consenting Adults
by Kristen
Andrea stood gazing at her reflection in the dressing room mirror. She had just pulled off her T-shirt and was standing in the little cubical wearing just her panties. Since her breasts weren't all that large she often went without a bra.
She wondered why she hadn't warn a bra that day, she knew that she was going shopping for new clothes, and would've normally put one on for modesty's sake. For a nervous moment, Andrea looked around the booth wondering if there were security cameras or two-way mirrors being used.
She couldn't see anything that looked suspicious, but the thought that some stranger might be looking at her almost nude body, made her feel strangely aroused. This feeling of illicit arousal was happening more and more lately, she realized.
Andrea, at 20, had been married for almost six months, and for a whole year prior to their marriage she had worked very hard to make herself into the perfect woman for him. Never having been a slouch, Andrea nevertheless worked out to tone her body to perfection. She had spent afternoons at the beach perfecting her tan, and even had her teeth whitened so her new husband would have the perfect bride on their wedding night.
Andrea sighed as she looked with satisfaction at her reflection in the dressing room mirror. She HAD perfected her body for her man, and she knew that she looked desirable because there was never a day that some guy wouldn't comment on her looks, or ask her for a date. She was glad that men hit on her; otherwise she would've begun to wonder about herself.
A shadow of unhappiness crossed Andrea's lovely face as she thought about Michael. She had been a virgin when they were married, and she hadn't known exactly what to expect on their wedding night. But she knew that there should have been more than a few kisses and Michael passing out, sprawled across their bed still dressed in his tux.
Since their wedding night, Andrea and Michael had made love exactly 16 times. Andrea made a quick calculation and decided that that was something less than four times a month. She didn't know if that was normal, but she did know that she wanted more, lots more.
Forcing her mind back to the task at hand, Andrea looked one last time at her semi-naked body; wishing that she were in bed with her handsome husband receiving the attention that she craved. Then with a sigh of resignation she slipped the pretty black cocktail dress over her head and adjusted the hem evenly at thigh level. She did a quick pirouette glancing behind herself at her reflection, and she liked what she saw. "If this doesn't do anything for Michael, then nothing will," she thought.
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Michael had come home early from work that day, and stood watching as his wife pulled into the driveway. As he watched her unloading her packages from the car, he felt a bit like a voyeur. It made him horny watching his pretty wife going about her daily routine not knowing that he was there. She was dressed in nothing exotic, just jeans and a T-shirt, but he appreciated the body that was underneath those ordinary clothes.
He glanced down and was pleasantly surprised to see that he had an erection. He knew that his wife was less than satisfied with his performance in the sex department. It wasn't anything she had said -- but he could see the look of disappointment in her lovely eyes every time he told her that, 'maybe later' that he wasn't in the mood.
Michael had never been as interested in sex as his buddies while growing up, but it never really mattered until he'd met Andrea. It had been his idea to wait until they were married to have sex -- he was afraid that if he couldn't get it up she might not stay with him. But now that they were married he felt an incredible pressure to perform, and he knew that he was failing.
As he watched his luscious wife walk up the drive his erection shrank and his momentary lust with it. He wanted to take her to bed in the worst way -- he wanted to enjoy that beautiful body that no other man had ever sampled, but the pressure to perform was just too much and he couldn't stay hard.
As Andrea opened the front door her husband was there to help her with the packages.
"Hi sweetie, you're home early," she said in surprise.
"Yeah, the boss told me to take off early so we could get ready for the trip. Did you get everything you needed," Michael asked.
"Yes honey, I bought an outrageously expensive dress for the party, and with my other outfits I think I'll have everything I need."
Andrea was a little worried about their upcoming trip, but refused to let it show. She didn't really want to spend the week between Christmas and New Year's at Michael's boss's place in the mountains. But Michael had said that an invitation to the "mountain home" was something that any employee of Microcosm Inc. would die for. It showed that you had arrived as far as the company was concerned. Only the privileged few were ever invited to the Hanson residence, and an invitation for a whole week meant promotion time, Michael had said.
"When do we leave," Andrea wanted to know.
"I think as soon as possible, it's about a 3-hour drive and the last thing I want is to be late."
Andrea asked, "Do you know who all's going to be there?"
"Just Mr. Hanson, his latest girlfriend, the Bellamy's and us. This will be some real quality time, and I just know that I'm in line for a huge raise. You'll be living high on the hog once this week is over. I expect to get the comptroller's vacancy, which means another hundred grand a year," Michael laughed in delight, the unhappy thoughts of only moments before completely forgotten.
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All during the three-hour trip Michael was fun and entertaining. His smiling face, his funny jokes and the love that he obviously felt for her captivated Andrea. She watched his face in the glow of the dash lights as they sped through the dusky evening toward his boss's mountain retreat. He was so animated, so fun loving that Andrea forgot their problems and snuggled close to him as they traveled up the mountain road.
Michael was feeling good, he felt his wife's adoring eyes on him and put his arm around her shoulders, steering with one hand. They laughed and talked about unimportant things.
Andrea who had been frustrated by her husband's lack of response earlier in the day, placed her hand in his lap. To her surprise Michael didn't seem to mind. In the past when she had initiated anything sexual he would tense up, and things would become forced.
Andrea looked at the dash clock. They would be at their destination within the hour. She looked down at her husband's lap and watched as her fingers massaged him to semi-hardness. She so wanted to see him erect, she hadn't gotten enough of him since they were married and she was still curious about a man's sexual parts and how they worked.
With an impish smile on her lovely face Andrea pulled at Michael's zipper, opening his fly, and reached inside.
Michael said in a merry tone, "Whoa, baby! You wanna cause an accident or something!?'"
"No sweetheart, you keep your eyes on the road and I'll keep mine on your lap. If we both do what we're concentrating on then we'll be just fine!"
Andrea dug around in Michael's pants for a moment, fishing out his semi-hard penis. She could barley see the head of it in the dim light from the dash, so she tugged his belt lose and opened his pants wide.
Michael began to feel a little nervous, he knew what his pretty wife had in mind. He wished he'd taken a shower before they had left the house - what if he smelled? What if she was turned off because he wasn't clean?
Andrea looked longingly at Michael's manhood. She didn't get to have it often, but when she did she was instantly wet. She felt so hot that all she wanted to do at that moment was to climb up between Michael and the steering wheel and fuck his brains out, making him have to peer around her as they thrust against each other.
That thought brought Andrea's blood pressure up nicely, as well as her arousal level. 'God, she needed Michael,' she thought, 'Maybe I could get him to stop the car and we could do it in the back seat!'
Then to Andrea's horror, just as she was thinking about fucking her husband in the back seat, she felt his penis begin to shrink in her hand.
'NO! Please NO!' she screamed silently in despair. 'How could he get soft now of all times? Was she so unattractive? What had she done to turn him off?'
Michael felt the familiar shame as his dick flopped around in his wife's hand. She had been massaging him in prelude to giving him oral sex. She'd tried to do that to him once before but it had made him feel too nervous then, and it was having the same effect on him now.
Knowing that he needed to say something, Michael mumbled, "I'm sorry baby, I'm just not in the mood right now, maybe later when we get up the mountain."
Andrea nodded numbly and said, "Sure honey, we'll see how it goes."
The young couple drove on in silence, Michael self- consciously zipping himself up, while Andrea felt the moistness between her legs that only moments before had been molten hot -- begin to cool and feel uncomfortable as she sat in miserable disappointment.
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Mr. Hanson greeted the young couple in the drive of his large house tucked away deep within the forest. They had driven a full 20 minutes down his private drive after leaving the county road before noticing the lights that marked the existence of his palatial rustic getaway.
Andrea felt a little overpowered by this bear of a man. He was almost 50 but seemed as powerful as a bull, always talking a little louder, laughing with a little more zest than anyone else around him.
She had met him twice before -- the first time had been at his city apartment when Michael had first been hired. All the young executives where invited to a get- to-know-you dinner with the boss, he had been the picture of solicitude toward her that evening and she'd been impressed.
The second time was when she had come down to the office to bring Michael some papers that he'd left on his home office desk by mistake. Both Andrea and Michael had been surprised that Mr. Hanson had popped into Michael's office to welcome her.
He had taken her hand and squeezed it warmly, then kissing the back of it in the best tradition of a European courtier. Andrea was pleased that he seemed to remember her, and flattered by the attention that he showered on her while she was at the office. He even gave her the VIP tour of the FAB and offices. They both had to change into sterile clothing and wear a shower- cap type of head covering to go into the FAB area.
It was only a week later that Michael had received the invitation to the mountain home. And both of them were impressed by the magnificence of the place. It turned out that Mr. Hanson owned over 1500 acres and about 17 out buildings, as well as the 10,000-sq. ft. main house.
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Andrea wasn't surprised that Michael was too tired to do anything that night. She admitted to herself that she would have been shocked if he had. She lay restless in bed beside her husband wishing that he would take her in his arms and make love to her. She felt herself flush as she thought of him thrusting deeply into her, of her legs wrapped around his strong young body, thrusting back at him with matching lust.
Tears rolled down Andrea's soft cheeks as she silently cried herself to sleep.
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The early morning sun shown down through the multi- pained windows, spotlighting the handsome young couple sleeping on the big plush bed. And as Lambert Hanson watched them he slowly massaged his aching cock, as he sat in front of the video display.
He could see the object of his new found lust half uncovered, lying sprawled on one side of the bed. She was laying face down, and he could see that she wasn't wearing a bra. He was pleased that there was no tan line on her back, and even more pleased that he'd been right when he'd figured that she had a fabulous body. It was even better in real life that he'd imagined.
Lambert was a little surprised that the young couple hadn't screwed each other the night before. He knew that he wouldn't have missed that chance if he'd been Michael.
He squeezed his fully erect cock again and began to pump it as the handsome young man stirred, waking his pretty wife. He was immensely pleased and aroused when Andrea turned over and sat up.
God, she's beautiful! Lambert wondered how her husband ever got anything done. That body was so perfect, so luscious that he couldn't believe that she was real for a moment. Then she got out of bed and Lambert began to spurt little gobs of come from his raging hardon as he watched her walk to the bathroom.
She was truly perfect in every way, his dream woman. His orgasm was a surprise, more so since he'd fucked his girlfriend Marla twice the night before -- pretending that she was Andrea. He'd watched the young couple ready themselves for bed the night before and had stood there amazed when they just kissed and then turned their backs to each other and turned out the lights.
Lambert had been fired up -- expecting a good show. But when nothing happened between them, he'd gone to bed with an extra big load to expend. Marla had been a little surprised at his intensity, but had accepted his violent lovemaking as part of his unpredictability -- which she enjoyed.
Just then he could hear Marla moving around in the bedroom, and knew that he didn't have much time left. But he could only stare as Andrea came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, drying her hair, and Michael walked past her to take his own shower. 'What was wrong with that limp-dick anyway,' he wondered.
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As the week progressed Lambert's little spying act continued to show very little in the way of intimacy between to two beautiful young people. In fact they had made love only once since they had been there, and frankly, it hadn't looked all that satisfying for Andrea.
It had been on Wednesday night; they had all gone to the local nightclub in Martinsville, about 20 miles away. After an evening of entertainment and lots of dancing, (Lambert had danced with Andrea every chance he got.) they had returned to his mountain home and after a nightcap, each couple had gone to their rooms.
Lambert as usual left Marla to herself for a time, explaining that he had a little business to complete before going to bed. He'd headed to his office not expecting anything out of the ordinary. But when he turned on the monitor he was instantly riveted to the screen. There they were, Andrea underneath Michael, her knees raised slightly, legs spread a little, with Michael plowing away, grunting each time he came to rest between her magnificent thighs.
This scene made Lambert instantly hard, the couple before him where very good looking, there was no denying that. But he could tell that even though they were screwing each other, and hadn't had sex for at least several days prior, Michael didn't look like he was enjoying himself as much as Lambert thought he should.
Lambert actually became angry when he looked at Michael's beautiful wife, laying there, eyes closed, concentrating of the sensations her husband was giving her. He could tell that she was enjoying herself, there was no doubt as she hugged him to her and wrapped those beautiful tanned legs around his body and thrust desperately back at him.
He could also see her abject disappointment as her husband's body tensed and jerked as he came in her after only a minute. When Michael pulled out of his wife causing her to moan her need for satisfaction, Lambert decided then and there that he would take over for that hopeless fool. He wondered to himself, 'How could any man not take care of a woman like that?'
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On Thursday morning, Lambert Hanson asked Michael to stay behind for a talk about his future. Andrea didn't want to go to the lake if her husband wasn't coming with her, but Lambert insisted that they would be in a meeting most of the morning and that she shouldn't put a damper of everyone else's day. So she reluctantly went with the others for a day of water skiing and sun on the lake.
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The two men were sitting on the large veranda at the back of the house, the older man looking out at the panoramic scene as he spoke, "Michael, I've decided to promote you. As of now, you're the Comptroller, and your new salary is $500,000 a year plus a 22% bonus if you bring the company in at budget." Lambert turned to watch carefully as the young man stood there in silent shock.
Michael had expected a hundred grand, but a three hundred thousand dollar raise was beyond his immediate comprehension. Finally he said, "Thank you Mr. Hanson, I didn't expect that kind of generosity, but you can bet I'll give you your money's worth."
"Don't be such an innocent Michael, that money is way over the rate paid for the job. I'm not paying you that kind of salary just for the Comptrollers job. I want something else from you too."
Michael sat down in an overstuffed leather chair. Absently he could hear the sound that the leather made as it gave under his weight.
'What on earth was this man saying?' He couldn't imagine what Mr. Hanson was getting at, but he sure wanted that fabulous salary. "Well, what do you want me to do sir? I realize that five hundred thousand dollars is a lot of money, and I'm willing to do just about anything short of murder to earn it!"
"Good! And don't worry about having to murder anybody, all I want is free access to you wife." As he said that, Lambert looked closely at the young man. This was the critical moment, would he protest, would he fight for his woman?
"I don't understand sir, what is it you want with my wife?" Michael sat up straight with a confused look on his face.
"I thought that I had made myself plain young man. If you are that dense maybe I've made a mistake in promoting you to comptroller," Lambert glared at Michael hoping to intimidate him.
Michael had a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. 'What the fuck was he saying? He wants to screw my wife, is that it? He would pay me a fabulous amount of money, just to have sex with my wife.'
This was just too bizarre -- he had to ask again. "Let me get this straight sir. You want me to let you have sex with my wife. In return, I get the job and all the money you've offered. Is that right?"
"Yes," was all that Lambert said in response. He waited, almost holding his breath.
Michael was in shock, but he had just enough presence of mind to say, "Andrea would never agree to anything like that, I can't 'make' her do it."
"I'm not asking you to do anything, all I said is that I wanted free access to her. If she wants to play the faithful little wife then I won't hold it against you. What I want from you is to keep your mouth shut and let nature take its course. If you don't get in the way, that'll be enough to keep your job and that nice big salary."
Then to Michael's further shock, Mr. Hanson went on to say, "And besides, your wife isn't all that happy in the bedroom department now is she?"
Michael stood up like a rocket. Had Andrea confided in this man, had she suggested this plan of action to him? He couldn't believe that his loving wife could have humiliated him like this, he loved her, and he knew that she loved him back. But a doubt gnawed away at him -- he knew that Lambert was right, he was terrible in bed. Maybe that was too much for his beautiful young wife to accept, maybe her hormones had made her go to this virile older man.
"Okay Mr. Hanson. If Andrea wants you she can have you, but I still think that you'll be disappointed when she turns you down," said Michael as he tried to sound confident.
"That's all I ask my boy, that and when she comes to you, you don't say anything against the idea. If you remain silent on the subject, you've done your job, and you'll get ahead in my company, I promise you."
The older man looked pleased with himself, the younger one looked a little green around the gills as he received his instruction for that evening.
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It had been a wonderful afternoon at the lake, Andrea had enjoyed herself immensely. She wasn't used to so much attention. Everywhere they went, some man or group of men singled her out. Some of them offered crude whistles, but others just fell all over themselves to help her do little things.
It would have been embarrassing but for her companions who kept making kind jokes about the locals, and how they weren't used to seeing such a beauty around those parts.
After almost six months of doubt about her sex appeal, this trip was a real ego boost for her. She had thoroughly enjoyed herself, and she wanted to get home to make love to Michael. She felt so sexy, he'd surely let her have him tonight if she asked nicely.
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Thursday night was enjoyable too, it was "party night" and some of the people from the office had been invited up to the mountain retreat, as well as a few locals.
Andrea was dressed in her new black cocktail dress, and Michael looked so handsome in his tuxedo as they entered the main hall and reception area. She checked out her reflection in the large mirrors facing the hall area one last time, and was more than satisfied with the impression that her short clingy dress made.
So was Lambert Hanson. He found it a little hard to breathe as he watched his new comptroller and his beautiful wife enter the hall. She was absolutely gorgeous in that skimpy black dress. He had the urge to push her to the floor in front of everyone and give her some serious face. 'God, there couldn't be more than a couple of inches covering that juicy little twat,' he thought.
All night long Lambert hung on to Andrea. He introduced her to important people and danced with her whenever the music allowed. She began to get a little nervous that Michael would get jealous, but every time she looked for him he seemed to be busy in conversation and never met her inquiring eyes.
As the evening wound down, Andrea noticed that Mr. Hanson's girlfriend Marla hadn't been around all night. She inquired innocently, "Mr. Hanson, I haven't seen Marla all evening, is she feeling all right?"
She was assured that everything was fine and that Marla just had to leave a day or so early. Giving it no further thought, Andrea went in search of her husband.
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Michael was strangely silent as they undressed for bed that night. As Andrea slipped under the covers, Michael turned out the lights and then as if forgetting something, mumbled that he would be right back.
Time must have slipped by because Andrea was awakened as Michael climbed into bed next to her. She was drowsy from the champagne and sleep, but gratefully accepted his arms as they encircled her body, pulling her backward to spoon against his body.
Andrea came wide-awake as Michael's hand slid down between her legs! This was something new... Was he going to take the initiative for once? It felt delicious to actually lie there and let him do the work for once. She was so happy -- and so aroused.
She tried to turn over to kiss Michael but he held her firmly against his strong body. Wonder of all wonders - - she felt his erection growing as it poked between her thighs from behind. This had never happened before.
Completely aroused now, Andrea scrunched down a little, reaching between her legs and grasped his stiff manhood in her loving, caressing hands. Hmmm, he felt nice and hard, nice and big... it was like a dream.
She began to rub the throbbing head of his shaft against her hot moist slit. It was the most wonderful feeling she'd ever felt in her life. To lay there lazily stroking her husband's cock along her pussy- slit, it was so... so delicious...
Andrea was just too horny to wait any longer she quietly moaned, "Fuck me, please Michael! Fuck me now...!"
"I'll fuck you beautiful, but you didn't really think Michael could do it, did you?"
Andrea tensed as she realized that the man in bed with her wasn't Michael. She didn't move as she felt his hand between her legs, his fingers twirling around the little nub of her pleasure.
Then he said, "Michael knows I'm here, he also knows what you need, and is willing to let me give it to you."
Andrea wanted to scream, to jump up from the bed and run out of the room. 'How could Michael do something like this too me!' She thought.
Andrea almost stopped breathing all together when she realized it was Lambert in bed with her as he said, "You see, I paid him $500,000 for you, and he took the money gladly. But you're worth that and more to me."
She lay beside the older man -- stunned -- as he continued to work on her numb body. But the numbness didn't last long. As she lay there limply, she felt Lambert's big cock find its way further between her legs, it began to insistently poke at her unresisting opening.
After a few moments Andrea realized that he had entered her, not very deeply, because he was coming at her from behind, but as she realized that he was actually fucking her, the floodgates opened.
She thought, 'Why not? Her husband didn't seem to care, and it seemed like she had gone "without" forever.'
In one violent twisting move, Andrea came to face her lover. Lambert was a little surprised as the supple young woman came up against him so suddenly. He could feel her smooth skin against his, her firm tight breasts with their rock hard nipples pressing against his chest. As she wiggled up against him he thought he might come then and there, just like a teenager.
She didn't stop there, She quickly pushed the older man flat onto his back and climbed aboard. He lay there fascinated by this beautiful woman. He realized that she had discarded her husband and was about to fuck him with all the intensity a young woman could bring to bear.
Lambert watched as she placed his huge stiff cock at her entrance and sank down upon it. God, it was better than he'd dreamed! She was so beautiful, and so tight!
Andrea smiled down at the older man with an evil grin on her lovely face as she ground down on him. "Old man, I hope your heart is in good shape, because I'm going to fuck your brains out tonight. And tomorrow, you can send Michael back to the office and we'll keep at it until we both collapse!"
With that, Andrea started riding Lambert's cock like a cowgirl at a rodeo. Within a minute she was screaming at the top of her lungs, "FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARDER! HARDER! OH GOD, LIKE THAT, JUST LIKE THAT!" Lambert tried to quiet her down, but she became louder until they came almost together.
Actually Lambert's orgasm started a moment before Andrea's did. Her wild display drove him over the top quickly. As he came in her, he momentarily thought about what he'd say to the guests the next day, he hadn't intended that everyone hear what was taking place.
But that thought was only a fleeting one as he almost sat up with the intensity of his orgasm -- Andrea felt him expand and contract inside her and knew that he was filling her with his hot come. The thought of a strange man's come inside her body sent her into delicious spasms... "YES... YES... GOD YES! OH FUCK YES!" She screamed.
Finally Andrea slumped over Lambert, their sweat soaked bodies pressed together, lungs fighting for air. She could still feel his stiff shaft inside her, twitching, and she shivered again in small multiple orgasms that made her moan with pleasure.
Michael stood in the darkened hall, peering thought the doorway. His come splattered against the hall wall, and he was breathing as hard as the two people on the bed. If he'd only known earlier how much he liked to watch, things might have been different, he thought sadly.
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