During my childhood, we lived in a nice out skirt of the city that formed part of a suburb in a large city. It was what you might call middle class. Nice houses but nothing too fancy and lots of other kids around to play with. We all had bikes and computers and were always round at each other's house playing during the holidays and at the weekend. All the kid's mums sort of instinctively looked after all the kids and we didn't think anything of staying for lunch or dinner on the spur of the moment. There was a group of about 5 of us boys within a couple of streets who were all the same age and played together regularly. All the events in this story happened after we had all turned 18.
One kid had a really beautiful mother...black hair and a pretty face. Her name was Zeenat and she was Saneem's mum. Zeenat became a topic of conversation when Saneem wasn't around. Javeed was probably the most sex obsessed out of all my friends. He would never shut up about her. Javeed was probably my closest friend out of the group and I spent a lot of time with him. Often I would stay over at his house or him at mine and we were always getting lifts to school from each other's parents.
There were two women one was Rehana she was about 39 year old and she was about 5.4’’ tall very fair and normaly used to wear salwar kameez at home and sarees when she went out she had big ass and it used to sway in her saree when she walked her boobs were so big and they looked so sexy in her blouse and she normally used to wear saree in very traditional way
Other women was zeenath she was of the same age as Rehana but she was bit modern type she was bit taller had a figure to die for and was very fair normally used to wear western dresses and she was from a rich family
Javeed' mother was like a second mother to me. Her name was Rehana, she was as beautiful like Zeenat I liked her and always felt comfortable with her. I never really took any notice of her sexually. She was traditional looking and her body was still a good shape after 2 kids (Javeed had a little brother call Azlan). I never really thought anything of seeing her in the mornings in her dressing gown and thinking back I don't think I ever looked at her in a sexual way until one day when Javeed gave her a playful smack on the big ass while she was talking on the telephone. I can still see it now. Her whole big ass moved. It didn't wobble. It just moved and as he took his hand away I stared at the black Saree covering both big soft ass cheeks as she stood talking. I think he probably smacked it about three or four times as he was walking past and she didn't say anything. I thought nothing of it but I had an image imprinted on my 18 year old brain.
Later that night, or sometime soon after, I was in bed at home masturbating and my thoughts turned to Rehana and her black Saree covered ass. It was almost as if I couldn't stop myself thinking about it. Fuck me this was wrong. Zeenat yes, I'd thought about her many times but not Rehana. Sure enough, however hard I tried, that big ass wouldn't let go and I brought myself off thinking about how it moved and how good it looked. It was bigger than girls my own age and I had never fancied anything that shape before, just a nice round big ass. I didn't even imagine it naked, or being fucked....it was just enough to think about it. I didn't fancy Rehana and I could never admit this to anyone else. This was private and that made it even more appealing. No one could ever guess.
After that, I always looked at Rehana differently. It was almost as if that first wank thinking about her opened the floodgates. The next time I saw here was a disappointment. Rehana looked the same as she always had, as in only Tradtional looking and I had to ask myself what I saw in her. I couldn't help myself though. From then on I was always stealing glances at her. I didn't focus on the face but the body became something of an obsession. In the morning before lifts to college, she would be busy round the house in her saree and blouse of cotton. It was a thin material not transperant but was tight enogh to make out her structure and her body looked more sexy to me oncei started observing it more of her body her blouse top hook was open to reveal slightly more cleavage. Before the smacked ass moment, I had never paid any mind to it but now I was taking mental notes of every detail.
Her body was rounded and typical of a woman in her mid thirties who has had a couple of kids. Some days her nipples would show through the blouse material and whenever she bent over I would check out the navel and her big ass, it swayed a bit when she walked. Her legs were not long and slim like the girls at college but they were attractive in a different way. I was so impressed, something just drew me to her and I couldn't get her out of my head when I shagged at night. I would never even dream of touching her, but just enjoyed thinking about her body.
I went round one Monday morning for a lift and Rehana answered the door looking surprised.
"They've gone," she said. "They had to leave early and didn't know you were going in with them." By this she meant that Javeed had left with his dad.
"Let me just go and call Zeenat, see if they have got to hers yet".
"Zeenat I thought. Hmmm." I was programmed to think "hmmm" whenever she got a mention.
I followed Rehana into the house and sat down while she made the call. I was watching TV and not really listening to the call going on in the other room. Rehana came back in and stood before me, completely oblivious to the fact my eyes were running over the whole of her body.
"You've missed them" she said. "They left Saneem's about 2 minutes ago."
She was standing with her legs slightly apart and I was feeling aroused by her very presence. I was lost in my little daydream and didn't really hear the bad news but mumbled some sort of "OK". I was more concerned with taking mental pictures of this body so I could knock one out later.
"I'll go and wait for a bus" I said, "Not to worry."
She stepped back and I bent forward to stand up off the couch. Then it happened. That dink sound muffled by fabric. The button on my trousers pinged.
"What was that?" she asked.
"Oh" I said, "The button has just come off. It's been loose for a while."
Rehana went straight into "mum" mode and rushed off to get her sewing basket. I was holding my trousers up and she was coming back with the basket. Within no time Rehana had the needle threaded and was bending over in front of me to pick up the button.
My cock twitched. I looked somewhere else away from her big soft ass, the last thing I needed now was a hard on. She knelt before me with the button and the needle and said "Hold steady."
Then Javeed' mother opened the flies on my trousers and started to sew the button back on. I was looking down on her and couldn't help notice the cleavage showing from my line of sight as her blouse was low neck and her saree pallu was off her shoulders as she sat down before me. Her tits looked really big so fair and I could see the blue veins running over those big soft pair of tits. One hand was pressing against me to push the material of the trousers out so she could get to thread the needle.
"It might be better if you take them off" she smiled.
I felt embarrassed and didn't answer. She sensed my discomfort and just carried on. The back of her hand kept pressing against me as she kept inserting the needle. When I say pressing against me, it was actually against my cock. My cock was starting to grow. In fact, it was getting hard and like any 18 year old lad. Just when you don't want it to, it gets even harder.
Rehana noticed but politely carried on. I tried to adjust myself slightly hoping not to make things worse but relieve the strain.
"Are you ok?" she asked.
"Erm...sorry," was all I could murmur trying to hide my embarrassment.
"Don't be ashamed" Rehana reassured, glancing up at me. I looked away and she carried on but it got harder and the strain grew in my trousers.
"Let me adjust you" she suggested lowering my zip further and tugging on my trousers and boxer shorts to give me some room. As she did this, my naked cock sprang out. It was sticking straight out about inches away from the side of her face. Oh shit was all I could think but time seemed to stop. She stopped and stared.
"Oh, my it is so huge and at this age it is so thick looks so cute and so hard " was all I heard her say.
Then, together in perfect coordination, I turned a few degrees to point my swollen cock at her and she turned her head in its direction. We sort of both swivelled to a point where her face was directly in front of my cock head. Time was seemingly frozen.
I don't remember thinking or doing anything. What I do remember is her mouth opening, her tongue licking her lips slightly and her head moving forward the last remaining few inches that separated us. Her eyes were staring at my cock head and she moved her lips over it. Her mouth opened wider and her lips slipped over the whole shaft and kept on slipping until my eight inches of hard cock were buried completely in her mouth. It felt so warm but I was too shocked to realise what was happening. I didn't thrust and for a moment just stood their frozen to the spot with my cock in her mouth. I don't remember her licking it or sliding her lips along it like I had seen in the few porn films we lads had gained access to. She just sort of held it in her mouth and sucked ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh that kind of noise was coming from my mouth I felt as if I am in heaven .
My dream women mother of my friend and twice my age whome I always knew and treated as my mother is sucking my big dick like a whore
Within a few seconds, as if from nowhere, I came and shot my load. She held her sucking position and swallowed it all. As she was doing this, my attention was drawn to her body.
One kid had a really beautiful mother...black hair and a pretty face. Her name was Zeenat and she was Saneem's mum. Zeenat became a topic of conversation when Saneem wasn't around. Javeed was probably the most sex obsessed out of all my friends. He would never shut up about her. Javeed was probably my closest friend out of the group and I spent a lot of time with him. Often I would stay over at his house or him at mine and we were always getting lifts to school from each other's parents.
There were two women one was Rehana she was about 39 year old and she was about 5.4’’ tall very fair and normaly used to wear salwar kameez at home and sarees when she went out she had big ass and it used to sway in her saree when she walked her boobs were so big and they looked so sexy in her blouse and she normally used to wear saree in very traditional way
Other women was zeenath she was of the same age as Rehana but she was bit modern type she was bit taller had a figure to die for and was very fair normally used to wear western dresses and she was from a rich family
Javeed' mother was like a second mother to me. Her name was Rehana, she was as beautiful like Zeenat I liked her and always felt comfortable with her. I never really took any notice of her sexually. She was traditional looking and her body was still a good shape after 2 kids (Javeed had a little brother call Azlan). I never really thought anything of seeing her in the mornings in her dressing gown and thinking back I don't think I ever looked at her in a sexual way until one day when Javeed gave her a playful smack on the big ass while she was talking on the telephone. I can still see it now. Her whole big ass moved. It didn't wobble. It just moved and as he took his hand away I stared at the black Saree covering both big soft ass cheeks as she stood talking. I think he probably smacked it about three or four times as he was walking past and she didn't say anything. I thought nothing of it but I had an image imprinted on my 18 year old brain.
Later that night, or sometime soon after, I was in bed at home masturbating and my thoughts turned to Rehana and her black Saree covered ass. It was almost as if I couldn't stop myself thinking about it. Fuck me this was wrong. Zeenat yes, I'd thought about her many times but not Rehana. Sure enough, however hard I tried, that big ass wouldn't let go and I brought myself off thinking about how it moved and how good it looked. It was bigger than girls my own age and I had never fancied anything that shape before, just a nice round big ass. I didn't even imagine it naked, or being fucked....it was just enough to think about it. I didn't fancy Rehana and I could never admit this to anyone else. This was private and that made it even more appealing. No one could ever guess.
After that, I always looked at Rehana differently. It was almost as if that first wank thinking about her opened the floodgates. The next time I saw here was a disappointment. Rehana looked the same as she always had, as in only Tradtional looking and I had to ask myself what I saw in her. I couldn't help myself though. From then on I was always stealing glances at her. I didn't focus on the face but the body became something of an obsession. In the morning before lifts to college, she would be busy round the house in her saree and blouse of cotton. It was a thin material not transperant but was tight enogh to make out her structure and her body looked more sexy to me oncei started observing it more of her body her blouse top hook was open to reveal slightly more cleavage. Before the smacked ass moment, I had never paid any mind to it but now I was taking mental notes of every detail.
Her body was rounded and typical of a woman in her mid thirties who has had a couple of kids. Some days her nipples would show through the blouse material and whenever she bent over I would check out the navel and her big ass, it swayed a bit when she walked. Her legs were not long and slim like the girls at college but they were attractive in a different way. I was so impressed, something just drew me to her and I couldn't get her out of my head when I shagged at night. I would never even dream of touching her, but just enjoyed thinking about her body.
I went round one Monday morning for a lift and Rehana answered the door looking surprised.
"They've gone," she said. "They had to leave early and didn't know you were going in with them." By this she meant that Javeed had left with his dad.
"Let me just go and call Zeenat, see if they have got to hers yet".
"Zeenat I thought. Hmmm." I was programmed to think "hmmm" whenever she got a mention.
I followed Rehana into the house and sat down while she made the call. I was watching TV and not really listening to the call going on in the other room. Rehana came back in and stood before me, completely oblivious to the fact my eyes were running over the whole of her body.
"You've missed them" she said. "They left Saneem's about 2 minutes ago."
She was standing with her legs slightly apart and I was feeling aroused by her very presence. I was lost in my little daydream and didn't really hear the bad news but mumbled some sort of "OK". I was more concerned with taking mental pictures of this body so I could knock one out later.
"I'll go and wait for a bus" I said, "Not to worry."
She stepped back and I bent forward to stand up off the couch. Then it happened. That dink sound muffled by fabric. The button on my trousers pinged.
"What was that?" she asked.
"Oh" I said, "The button has just come off. It's been loose for a while."
Rehana went straight into "mum" mode and rushed off to get her sewing basket. I was holding my trousers up and she was coming back with the basket. Within no time Rehana had the needle threaded and was bending over in front of me to pick up the button.
My cock twitched. I looked somewhere else away from her big soft ass, the last thing I needed now was a hard on. She knelt before me with the button and the needle and said "Hold steady."
Then Javeed' mother opened the flies on my trousers and started to sew the button back on. I was looking down on her and couldn't help notice the cleavage showing from my line of sight as her blouse was low neck and her saree pallu was off her shoulders as she sat down before me. Her tits looked really big so fair and I could see the blue veins running over those big soft pair of tits. One hand was pressing against me to push the material of the trousers out so she could get to thread the needle.
"It might be better if you take them off" she smiled.
I felt embarrassed and didn't answer. She sensed my discomfort and just carried on. The back of her hand kept pressing against me as she kept inserting the needle. When I say pressing against me, it was actually against my cock. My cock was starting to grow. In fact, it was getting hard and like any 18 year old lad. Just when you don't want it to, it gets even harder.
Rehana noticed but politely carried on. I tried to adjust myself slightly hoping not to make things worse but relieve the strain.
"Are you ok?" she asked.
"Erm...sorry," was all I could murmur trying to hide my embarrassment.
"Don't be ashamed" Rehana reassured, glancing up at me. I looked away and she carried on but it got harder and the strain grew in my trousers.
"Let me adjust you" she suggested lowering my zip further and tugging on my trousers and boxer shorts to give me some room. As she did this, my naked cock sprang out. It was sticking straight out about inches away from the side of her face. Oh shit was all I could think but time seemed to stop. She stopped and stared.
"Oh, my it is so huge and at this age it is so thick looks so cute and so hard " was all I heard her say.
Then, together in perfect coordination, I turned a few degrees to point my swollen cock at her and she turned her head in its direction. We sort of both swivelled to a point where her face was directly in front of my cock head. Time was seemingly frozen.
I don't remember thinking or doing anything. What I do remember is her mouth opening, her tongue licking her lips slightly and her head moving forward the last remaining few inches that separated us. Her eyes were staring at my cock head and she moved her lips over it. Her mouth opened wider and her lips slipped over the whole shaft and kept on slipping until my eight inches of hard cock were buried completely in her mouth. It felt so warm but I was too shocked to realise what was happening. I didn't thrust and for a moment just stood their frozen to the spot with my cock in her mouth. I don't remember her licking it or sliding her lips along it like I had seen in the few porn films we lads had gained access to. She just sort of held it in her mouth and sucked ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh that kind of noise was coming from my mouth I felt as if I am in heaven .
My dream women mother of my friend and twice my age whome I always knew and treated as my mother is sucking my big dick like a whore
Within a few seconds, as if from nowhere, I came and shot my load. She held her sucking position and swallowed it all. As she was doing this, my attention was drawn to her body.
The one I had been secretly fantasizing about for a while now. I tried to take in the sight to make more mental notes. The curve of her ass resting on her ankles as she knelt before me looked really nice. Her nipples were hard and were sticking through the fabric of the white blouse. I wanted to touch them and as an inexperienced lad who five minutes earlier would never have dreamed of touching them, I instinctively felt that Rehana sucking my cock and swallowing my cum was some sort of permission or green light to giving the puppies a little squeeze. Sliding her mouth off my cock, she stood up and smiled. She put a finger to her mouth to signal me to keep quiet.
"Our little secret!" she whispered and licked her lips lightly. I reached out to touch her right tit, but she grabbed my arm. "What are you doing?" The surprise in her voice was clear. I kept trying to touch her but then she just hugged me to stop her.
"Sometimes things happen on the spur of the moment, lets not get too carried away". The calmness in her voice was familiar and reassuring. I tried to pull away from her embrace but she held on knowing that the only safe distance was right up close where I couldn't touch her. I moved my arms round her and hugged her. Her body was a lovely size and shape and felt warm and soft. I could feel my cock touching the material on her saree and this made it go hard. I tried to press it against her at the same time as hugging her but she released me and stepped back. She straightened her blouse pulled her saree up and adjusted it to cover her cleavage.
"Azlan is asleep upstairs. He could walk down at any moment. You are going to be late for college."
Within 5 minutes I was out on the street and on my way to the bus stop. No lift that morning but on the plus side, the mother of my friend who I had been secretly lusting after had just fixed the button on my trousers and sucked my cock. I hadn't fucked her but over the next day or so, reflecting on what happened, fucking Rehana pretty much became my main goal in life.
"Hello Vikas," said Rehana. The voice stopped me in my tracks. I recognised it but still had to look round. The bank was the last place I expected to see her for the first time since our brief encounter. Just before I could answer the cashier of the bank asked if she could help me and I turned round and sorted out my check. When served, I moved out of the way to let Rehana approach the counter.
I looked her up and down. Considering I had spent more time thinking about this women's body than anything else over the last three days, my cock stirred in my pants. Rehana had that effect on me. I found her drop dead stunningly gorgeous, there was just something inside me that I couldn't help. She knew I was waiting and smiled uncomfortably as she walked away from the counter towards me.
"I'll walk back with you," I said, referring to the One km it was to our street where we lived. We started walking but I realised this was a bad idea as I had nothing to say other than expressing my desire to fuck her brains out. I think she knew this.
"Button holding up is it?" she asked with a chuckle.
"Yes thanks" I said, glad of the opportunity to speak. There was more silence. I was just about to ask, "Can...."
"Look!" she said, "You're my son's best friend. What I did was wrong and I'm sorry it happened. I'd be really grateful if we can both just forget about it. No one needs to know anything. I'm a wife and mother and nothing can happen."
Silence, 100 yards later and we are still walking in silence. I'm trying to pluck up the courage to tell her that I want to fuck her in every room in her house but in the space of one sentence she had erased our brief encounter from the record and gone back to being an untouchable fantasy. As we passed my house I stopped at the end of the path.
"Are we cool?" she asked. I smiled at her and nodded. She smiled back but stared as if she needed convincing.
"We're cool," I said and she walked on. I stood their watching her walk away. Without thinking I said, "If I ever pop another button, I know where to come." She kept walking but then turned round and smiled back.
The next few occasions when our paths crossed were annoyingly ordinary. I helped move some furniture once and quite enjoyed getting the forth corner of a table with her husband Shahid and son Javeed at the other end. It was close enough physical proximity to give me a hard on that required urgent relief later that day. Looking back I probably saw less of Rehana in the following months despite the fact I was constantly fantasizing about her. Then a couple of things happened. First I got a new girlfriend,
My new girlfriend was called Vanita. A boring name, for an amazing girl. 19 years old and stunningly attractive. A very fair, she had a fantastic body and a calm maturity about her. The story about how we met and everything deserves its own separate story so I won't go into too much detail here but Vanita was everything an 18-year-old lad could want for in a girlfriend. . The sound of her voice was like a drug to me. She was even quite possessive which I took as a complement that meant she really liked me. For me it was love at first sight. After about a couple of minutes I was crazy about her and within a month or two of starting to see her she was the only girl for me. I stopped thinking about Rehana.
Rehana's marriage was not going on well her husband had become bit drunkered . I never found out the reason. There were three versions of the truth floating around and I wasn't that interested. Javeed got a job and withdrew a bit so I saw less of him and less of his mother. I saw Rehana a couple of times when I was out with Vanita, so she knew I had a girlfriend. I also bumped into Rehana a few times when she was out with Zeenat who was another friend’s mother and the best looking by a mile.
Some time later, Zeenat and her husband split. So Rehana and Zeenat start seeing even more of each other. There were a few stories about how they upset the other mothers in the area flirting with various husbands. These stories grew into all sorts of fantasies but even though most of what was said was untrue, I think Rehana and Zeenat were undoubtedly more "up for it" than they had been during the course of their marriages.
Vanita and I booked a badminton court. We tried tennis but she hated it. Tennis needed too much running around. So then she needed another excuse to show off her perfect figure in white shorts and t-shirt so badminton was next on the list. We booked at the local sports club. It was attached to a really smart hotel that had gone bust so the club had limited but really nice facilities. Non-members could just book and play so a lot of locals had taken to using the indoor courts. There were two courts for badminton.
Before I go any further, I have to say that when we got ready to go, Vanita looked amazing. She was 19 and had perfect legs and a lovely slim figure. Her ass was really nicely shaped and looked great in her white shorts. Her tits were also a lovely size, very round in shape, and I was looking forward to seeing them bounce when she jumped about on court.
When Vanita and I arrived, guess who was on the other court... Zeenat and Rehana. The two sexiest mothers on the planet was playing badminton with the mother I had fantasized about since the day she sucked my cock dry.
"Hi Guys!" shouted Zeenat being really friendly.
"Hi" interrupted Vanita before I had a chance to speak. After a few more pleasantries we just got on with our games side by side on the two courts. I was on the same side of the net as Rehana was. I think Vanita made sure of it so I couldn't get too close to Zeenat who was a little too attractive for Vanita's liking. This gave me plenty of opportunity to eye up Rehana.
Rehana had a white salwar on and a white sleeveless kameez. Even though she wasn't fat, her middle-aged legs looked much bigger than my girlfriends. The skin was so smooth. I still found my eyes drawn to her. I'm not sure if Rehana did it on purpose but she bent over a couple of times giving me a full view of her big white tits. She was wearing nice tight white lacy bra and I couldn't help staring between her shoulders into herbig soft boobs she bent over. I don't know whether the right description is a bulge or a mound but there was a lovely mass of pussy shape in her knickers as she bent over which was clear from her salwar. I tore my eyes away and kept stealing glances. My cock was at maximum floppy size without getting hard. It felt really nice.
Vanita had noticed me staring and started really hitting the shuttlecock hard. I just parried her hardest strokes back. I think Rehana and Zeenat knew something was up as they stopped and watched. Vanita lost the final point and was a little out of breath.
"Lets play doubles," shouted Zeenat. Before anyone could answer she marched onto the court next to Vanita and said, "I'll be on your team and Rehana will play with Vikas". Rehana just looked at me and shrugged. Vanita didn't make a fuss and we all started playing. We had a lot of fun. Vanita seemed to relax and stop worrying about who I was watching. Rehana was cool and as my playing partner, we exchanged a few knowing looks, offered encouragement and even shared a couple of high fives. We won on the very last point and Rehana squealed with delight and gave me a friendly hug. I enjoyed the feel of her body and her smell hit me. I had forgotten it but it reminded me of the last time we hugged when she sucked me off. My cock responded this time and twitched in my shorts. I think Rehana felt it against her leg because she suddenly broke away and stepped back blushing just a little.
"One more game, this time I'll play with Rehana and you play with Vikas," said Zeenat instinctively knowing it was Vanita she had to persuade. Vanita agreed and we started another game.
"Our little secret!" she whispered and licked her lips lightly. I reached out to touch her right tit, but she grabbed my arm. "What are you doing?" The surprise in her voice was clear. I kept trying to touch her but then she just hugged me to stop her.
"Sometimes things happen on the spur of the moment, lets not get too carried away". The calmness in her voice was familiar and reassuring. I tried to pull away from her embrace but she held on knowing that the only safe distance was right up close where I couldn't touch her. I moved my arms round her and hugged her. Her body was a lovely size and shape and felt warm and soft. I could feel my cock touching the material on her saree and this made it go hard. I tried to press it against her at the same time as hugging her but she released me and stepped back. She straightened her blouse pulled her saree up and adjusted it to cover her cleavage.
"Azlan is asleep upstairs. He could walk down at any moment. You are going to be late for college."
Within 5 minutes I was out on the street and on my way to the bus stop. No lift that morning but on the plus side, the mother of my friend who I had been secretly lusting after had just fixed the button on my trousers and sucked my cock. I hadn't fucked her but over the next day or so, reflecting on what happened, fucking Rehana pretty much became my main goal in life.
"Hello Vikas," said Rehana. The voice stopped me in my tracks. I recognised it but still had to look round. The bank was the last place I expected to see her for the first time since our brief encounter. Just before I could answer the cashier of the bank asked if she could help me and I turned round and sorted out my check. When served, I moved out of the way to let Rehana approach the counter.
I looked her up and down. Considering I had spent more time thinking about this women's body than anything else over the last three days, my cock stirred in my pants. Rehana had that effect on me. I found her drop dead stunningly gorgeous, there was just something inside me that I couldn't help. She knew I was waiting and smiled uncomfortably as she walked away from the counter towards me.
"I'll walk back with you," I said, referring to the One km it was to our street where we lived. We started walking but I realised this was a bad idea as I had nothing to say other than expressing my desire to fuck her brains out. I think she knew this.
"Button holding up is it?" she asked with a chuckle.
"Yes thanks" I said, glad of the opportunity to speak. There was more silence. I was just about to ask, "Can...."
"Look!" she said, "You're my son's best friend. What I did was wrong and I'm sorry it happened. I'd be really grateful if we can both just forget about it. No one needs to know anything. I'm a wife and mother and nothing can happen."
Silence, 100 yards later and we are still walking in silence. I'm trying to pluck up the courage to tell her that I want to fuck her in every room in her house but in the space of one sentence she had erased our brief encounter from the record and gone back to being an untouchable fantasy. As we passed my house I stopped at the end of the path.
"Are we cool?" she asked. I smiled at her and nodded. She smiled back but stared as if she needed convincing.
"We're cool," I said and she walked on. I stood their watching her walk away. Without thinking I said, "If I ever pop another button, I know where to come." She kept walking but then turned round and smiled back.
The next few occasions when our paths crossed were annoyingly ordinary. I helped move some furniture once and quite enjoyed getting the forth corner of a table with her husband Shahid and son Javeed at the other end. It was close enough physical proximity to give me a hard on that required urgent relief later that day. Looking back I probably saw less of Rehana in the following months despite the fact I was constantly fantasizing about her. Then a couple of things happened. First I got a new girlfriend,
My new girlfriend was called Vanita. A boring name, for an amazing girl. 19 years old and stunningly attractive. A very fair, she had a fantastic body and a calm maturity about her. The story about how we met and everything deserves its own separate story so I won't go into too much detail here but Vanita was everything an 18-year-old lad could want for in a girlfriend. . The sound of her voice was like a drug to me. She was even quite possessive which I took as a complement that meant she really liked me. For me it was love at first sight. After about a couple of minutes I was crazy about her and within a month or two of starting to see her she was the only girl for me. I stopped thinking about Rehana.
Rehana's marriage was not going on well her husband had become bit drunkered . I never found out the reason. There were three versions of the truth floating around and I wasn't that interested. Javeed got a job and withdrew a bit so I saw less of him and less of his mother. I saw Rehana a couple of times when I was out with Vanita, so she knew I had a girlfriend. I also bumped into Rehana a few times when she was out with Zeenat who was another friend’s mother and the best looking by a mile.
Some time later, Zeenat and her husband split. So Rehana and Zeenat start seeing even more of each other. There were a few stories about how they upset the other mothers in the area flirting with various husbands. These stories grew into all sorts of fantasies but even though most of what was said was untrue, I think Rehana and Zeenat were undoubtedly more "up for it" than they had been during the course of their marriages.
Vanita and I booked a badminton court. We tried tennis but she hated it. Tennis needed too much running around. So then she needed another excuse to show off her perfect figure in white shorts and t-shirt so badminton was next on the list. We booked at the local sports club. It was attached to a really smart hotel that had gone bust so the club had limited but really nice facilities. Non-members could just book and play so a lot of locals had taken to using the indoor courts. There were two courts for badminton.
Before I go any further, I have to say that when we got ready to go, Vanita looked amazing. She was 19 and had perfect legs and a lovely slim figure. Her ass was really nicely shaped and looked great in her white shorts. Her tits were also a lovely size, very round in shape, and I was looking forward to seeing them bounce when she jumped about on court.
When Vanita and I arrived, guess who was on the other court... Zeenat and Rehana. The two sexiest mothers on the planet was playing badminton with the mother I had fantasized about since the day she sucked my cock dry.
"Hi Guys!" shouted Zeenat being really friendly.
"Hi" interrupted Vanita before I had a chance to speak. After a few more pleasantries we just got on with our games side by side on the two courts. I was on the same side of the net as Rehana was. I think Vanita made sure of it so I couldn't get too close to Zeenat who was a little too attractive for Vanita's liking. This gave me plenty of opportunity to eye up Rehana.
Rehana had a white salwar on and a white sleeveless kameez. Even though she wasn't fat, her middle-aged legs looked much bigger than my girlfriends. The skin was so smooth. I still found my eyes drawn to her. I'm not sure if Rehana did it on purpose but she bent over a couple of times giving me a full view of her big white tits. She was wearing nice tight white lacy bra and I couldn't help staring between her shoulders into herbig soft boobs she bent over. I don't know whether the right description is a bulge or a mound but there was a lovely mass of pussy shape in her knickers as she bent over which was clear from her salwar. I tore my eyes away and kept stealing glances. My cock was at maximum floppy size without getting hard. It felt really nice.
Vanita had noticed me staring and started really hitting the shuttlecock hard. I just parried her hardest strokes back. I think Rehana and Zeenat knew something was up as they stopped and watched. Vanita lost the final point and was a little out of breath.
"Lets play doubles," shouted Zeenat. Before anyone could answer she marched onto the court next to Vanita and said, "I'll be on your team and Rehana will play with Vikas". Rehana just looked at me and shrugged. Vanita didn't make a fuss and we all started playing. We had a lot of fun. Vanita seemed to relax and stop worrying about who I was watching. Rehana was cool and as my playing partner, we exchanged a few knowing looks, offered encouragement and even shared a couple of high fives. We won on the very last point and Rehana squealed with delight and gave me a friendly hug. I enjoyed the feel of her body and her smell hit me. I had forgotten it but it reminded me of the last time we hugged when she sucked me off. My cock responded this time and twitched in my shorts. I think Rehana felt it against her leg because she suddenly broke away and stepped back blushing just a little.
"One more game, this time I'll play with Rehana and you play with Vikas," said Zeenat instinctively knowing it was Vanita she had to persuade. Vanita agreed and we started another game.
"Lets make it interesting," said Zeenat, "The losers have to cook dinner tomorrow night!" Vanita looked at me. I shrugged so she turned back and agreed. That was it and the bet was set.
We played our game and won. Zeenat said that she would cook us dinner and we were invited round to her house the following evening. With that, Zeenat and Rehana took off leaving Vanita and I to play on our own. We discussed the invitation and decided it wouldn't be so bad. Vanita and me played for another 20 minutes and left the court. As we were leaving to go to the changing room, Vanita spotted the sauna from the days when it was a hotel and nodded at the door.
"Go and get stripped off and meet me in there in 2 minutes" she suggested. This wasn't such a bad idea. Spending a little time steaming with my beautiful girlfriend was just about the best thing I could think of. I went back to the men's changing room and returned in just a white towel wrapped round my waist. Vanita was true to her word and she was wearing a towel tucked in around the tits to stop it falling. It only just covered her ass and she looked a real knockout with her black hair tied up. She smiled and pushed me towards the door clearly wanting me to go in first.
We both walked in but quickly realised we were not alone. Zeenat was lying face down on her towel but completely naked and Rehana was on a higher up bench lying face up, also completely naked.
"Oh" said Rehana, lifting her nearest leg up to hide her pussy. She was shocked.
"Come on in guys" said Zeenat without looking round.
Shit. This was too much. Vanita reacted quickest and asked if they minded, she wasn't going to be seen to chicken out and strolled straight past me into the middle of the sauna. She slowly unhooked her towel and looked round for somewhere to place it giving all of us a full view of her magnificent body.
"Great ass" complimented Zeenat who scanned Vanita's fair figure. "You're a lucky man Vikas"
"Hell!" said Rehana, "what I wouldn't give to look that good"
I quickly found somewhere to sit down. I sat with my back to a wall facing Vanita and not facing Rehana and Zeenat who were over to my left. I could easily see both of them if I turned and I was dying to check them both out. My cock was swollen without being hard. I knew what was coming next before it happened.
"Come on Vikas, towel off!" Zeenat was the boldest.
"No fucking way" I said, "It stays on"
"It's nothing we haven't seen before," said Rehana. I couldn't believe this confession thinking she was referring to the blowjob she had given me, but she soon qualified the statement. "You used to spend many a summers day as a young boy running round my garden in the paddling pool with Javeed"
"Yes come on," said Vanita. "Give us all a view of that lovely body." That was it. Three against one! I stood on the bench that I had been sitting on and turned my back to the two older women and removed my towel. Vanita was laughing as the others wolf whistled. They only got to see my butt. I placed my towel on the higher bench and lay on it, face down. I'm sure Rehana and Zeenat got a flash of cock as I positioned myself. We all proceeded to bullshit a little and relax.
I lay on my front with my head turned to the side facing the two older mothers but with my eyes closed. Vanita was below me and couldn't see my face. The others could. As they talked between themselves they suggested I was asleep. I wiggled my eyebrows to indicate I wasn't but kept my eyes shut, as I was content to just listen. I could peep a little though when I squinted and could see Rehana. She still had her leg bent up so it hid her pussy. Her tits looked sexy. Zeenat moved from resting on her front and turned to face my side of the room leaning on her side. I could see her full on. Tits were great for a woman around the 38 mark and her lovely trimmed bush was giving me a hard on just looking at it. She was really beautiful but her face betrayed unease or some sort of troubled thought pattern.
Zeenat started talking to Vanita about how nice Vanita's body was again. "Vikas must really get turned on seeing that body," she said. I wiggled my eyebrows but kept my eyes shut. "Do you two get a lot of privacy?" asked Zeenat. Vanita purred a cool as you like answer about getting everything she wanted from me and she couldn't be happier. Vanita then returned the complement saying Zeenat was also very attractive.
Zeenat went quiet for a moment and then she started to speak. She spoke with such emotion and honesty that in the next few minutes she would reveal herself completely to us. Not just her body but also the torment in her mind.
"Its not enough just to be attractive. You have to connect with a man and make it last. Look at me. God gave me a face that draws men to me. I'm physically blessed but its all bullshit. All my life men have been giving me attention. Friends of my husband would flirt and hit on me, friends of my son have always been tongue tied around me. I know they probably go home and jerk off. I'm just an object. When do I count as a person? When do my feelings mean anything? I bet Vikas jerked off thinking about me a few times." Zeenat was pouring her heart out now with emotion in her voice. Vanita was silent and so was Rehana. I raised my eyebrows without opening my eyes.
"You are beautiful Zeenat," interrupted Rehana.
"So are you Rehana, I bet he jerked off to you as well. In fact I bet he thinks you are more attractive than me. Hey Vikas, who's more attractive, me or Rehana?" Zeenat threw the question at me with a tone demanding an answer.
This was a tricky one. Zeenat was beautiful physically but there was something about Rehana that got me. Everyone would admit to fancying Zeenat but I still had never confessed my totally irrational attraction to Rehana. There was just something about her. When I was close to her, she aroused me. Over the last few months, I kept finding myself daydreaming about her. Back there in the sauna, I opened my eyes and she was staring at me. Both women had split with their husbands in the last few months. Both needed to feel attractive. Could I give an honest answer and say Rehana. Could I finally open up about my secret desire for her and confess I preferred her to the physically perfect specimen that was Zeenat. I looked at Rehana and looked into her eyes. Zeenat was as attractive as Rehana but I was far more attracted to Rehana. It made no sense at all.
"Well" I said, being diplomatic and buying a little time. There was no point bullshitting so I went for it, "Zeenat is right, there have been times in the past when I have jerked off thinking about both of you. But I'm with Vanita now. I'm crazy about her and although seeing you both today with nothing on would have been a huge fantasy not long ago, I can honestly say I'm all Vanita's." I waited for Rehana's response. She let out the breath she had been holding and relaxed her body. I had bottled it. I still couldn't confess my secret attraction to her.
Vanita reached her hand up to touch me and thanked me for my answer. All I could think about was Rehana's reaction. Rehana just changed the subject. Within a few minutes we were talking about something else and had all moved on. It relaxed the mood a little and my hard cock softened slightly. I also had chance to think this whole situation over. There I was, naked with my girlfriend and two of my friend's mothers discussing jerking off and who I found the most attractive. It was all a bit unreal but I was also making mental notes of their mature naked bodies that would probably last me a lifetime.
Vanita seemed to understand Zeenat's little outburst and over the next few minutes the conversation became more just those two with Rehana and me only listening. I was looking at Rehana the whole time but the other two couldn't see this. Zeenat had turned away from me now and was just lying face down with her eyes closed. The conversation turned to sex again and Vanita started to open up a little. Zeenat was probing her about our sex life and Vanita was just talking in her beautiful voice with a relaxing calmness. It seemed ok to be open about these things and Vanita started to give more details.
She then started to talk about our first time and as she did, Zeenat quietly slipped her hand down her side and under her own body. I didn't realise it at first but Zeenat was touching herself. Facing away from Vanita and me, lying face down, the beautiful sex object was gently stroking herself in an almost invisible way that was just causing ever so slight twitches in her body. Vanita just kept talking about our first time and how we had undressed slowly and climbed into bed. She went into detail about how slowly we built up to the moment of penetration and how wet she felt before she took my cock and slipped it into her.
Rehana had noticed and was looking back and forth between Zeenat and me. We both smiled at each other to indicate we knew what was going on. After a couple of minutes Zeenat's body was becoming even more animated and her legs opened slightly to allow herself better access. Her butt was moving slightly in a rhythmic way starting slowly but getting faster. Trying not to show it she brought herself to a seemingly gently climax, letting out a soft moan and breathing heavily a few times. Rehana just stared. I was hard again. Vanita finished her story. The site of Zeenat's body twitching through an orgasm had pre-cum oozing from my swollen cock.
Rehana also was affected by this show. She sat up and lifted both knees to rest her arms on them. In this position I could see between her legs and finally had a view of her pussy. She looked at me and could see me staring. I didn't care and she didn't either. I think Rehana needed to cum too but didn't have Vanita's carefree attitude enough to bring herself off in front of us all. As I kept my eyes locked between Rehana's legs, she made no effort to move or cover herself and just looked back at me seeking eye contact.
We played our game and won. Zeenat said that she would cook us dinner and we were invited round to her house the following evening. With that, Zeenat and Rehana took off leaving Vanita and I to play on our own. We discussed the invitation and decided it wouldn't be so bad. Vanita and me played for another 20 minutes and left the court. As we were leaving to go to the changing room, Vanita spotted the sauna from the days when it was a hotel and nodded at the door.
"Go and get stripped off and meet me in there in 2 minutes" she suggested. This wasn't such a bad idea. Spending a little time steaming with my beautiful girlfriend was just about the best thing I could think of. I went back to the men's changing room and returned in just a white towel wrapped round my waist. Vanita was true to her word and she was wearing a towel tucked in around the tits to stop it falling. It only just covered her ass and she looked a real knockout with her black hair tied up. She smiled and pushed me towards the door clearly wanting me to go in first.
We both walked in but quickly realised we were not alone. Zeenat was lying face down on her towel but completely naked and Rehana was on a higher up bench lying face up, also completely naked.
"Oh" said Rehana, lifting her nearest leg up to hide her pussy. She was shocked.
"Come on in guys" said Zeenat without looking round.
Shit. This was too much. Vanita reacted quickest and asked if they minded, she wasn't going to be seen to chicken out and strolled straight past me into the middle of the sauna. She slowly unhooked her towel and looked round for somewhere to place it giving all of us a full view of her magnificent body.
"Great ass" complimented Zeenat who scanned Vanita's fair figure. "You're a lucky man Vikas"
"Hell!" said Rehana, "what I wouldn't give to look that good"
I quickly found somewhere to sit down. I sat with my back to a wall facing Vanita and not facing Rehana and Zeenat who were over to my left. I could easily see both of them if I turned and I was dying to check them both out. My cock was swollen without being hard. I knew what was coming next before it happened.
"Come on Vikas, towel off!" Zeenat was the boldest.
"No fucking way" I said, "It stays on"
"It's nothing we haven't seen before," said Rehana. I couldn't believe this confession thinking she was referring to the blowjob she had given me, but she soon qualified the statement. "You used to spend many a summers day as a young boy running round my garden in the paddling pool with Javeed"
"Yes come on," said Vanita. "Give us all a view of that lovely body." That was it. Three against one! I stood on the bench that I had been sitting on and turned my back to the two older women and removed my towel. Vanita was laughing as the others wolf whistled. They only got to see my butt. I placed my towel on the higher bench and lay on it, face down. I'm sure Rehana and Zeenat got a flash of cock as I positioned myself. We all proceeded to bullshit a little and relax.
I lay on my front with my head turned to the side facing the two older mothers but with my eyes closed. Vanita was below me and couldn't see my face. The others could. As they talked between themselves they suggested I was asleep. I wiggled my eyebrows to indicate I wasn't but kept my eyes shut, as I was content to just listen. I could peep a little though when I squinted and could see Rehana. She still had her leg bent up so it hid her pussy. Her tits looked sexy. Zeenat moved from resting on her front and turned to face my side of the room leaning on her side. I could see her full on. Tits were great for a woman around the 38 mark and her lovely trimmed bush was giving me a hard on just looking at it. She was really beautiful but her face betrayed unease or some sort of troubled thought pattern.
Zeenat started talking to Vanita about how nice Vanita's body was again. "Vikas must really get turned on seeing that body," she said. I wiggled my eyebrows but kept my eyes shut. "Do you two get a lot of privacy?" asked Zeenat. Vanita purred a cool as you like answer about getting everything she wanted from me and she couldn't be happier. Vanita then returned the complement saying Zeenat was also very attractive.
Zeenat went quiet for a moment and then she started to speak. She spoke with such emotion and honesty that in the next few minutes she would reveal herself completely to us. Not just her body but also the torment in her mind.
"Its not enough just to be attractive. You have to connect with a man and make it last. Look at me. God gave me a face that draws men to me. I'm physically blessed but its all bullshit. All my life men have been giving me attention. Friends of my husband would flirt and hit on me, friends of my son have always been tongue tied around me. I know they probably go home and jerk off. I'm just an object. When do I count as a person? When do my feelings mean anything? I bet Vikas jerked off thinking about me a few times." Zeenat was pouring her heart out now with emotion in her voice. Vanita was silent and so was Rehana. I raised my eyebrows without opening my eyes.
"You are beautiful Zeenat," interrupted Rehana.
"So are you Rehana, I bet he jerked off to you as well. In fact I bet he thinks you are more attractive than me. Hey Vikas, who's more attractive, me or Rehana?" Zeenat threw the question at me with a tone demanding an answer.
This was a tricky one. Zeenat was beautiful physically but there was something about Rehana that got me. Everyone would admit to fancying Zeenat but I still had never confessed my totally irrational attraction to Rehana. There was just something about her. When I was close to her, she aroused me. Over the last few months, I kept finding myself daydreaming about her. Back there in the sauna, I opened my eyes and she was staring at me. Both women had split with their husbands in the last few months. Both needed to feel attractive. Could I give an honest answer and say Rehana. Could I finally open up about my secret desire for her and confess I preferred her to the physically perfect specimen that was Zeenat. I looked at Rehana and looked into her eyes. Zeenat was as attractive as Rehana but I was far more attracted to Rehana. It made no sense at all.
"Well" I said, being diplomatic and buying a little time. There was no point bullshitting so I went for it, "Zeenat is right, there have been times in the past when I have jerked off thinking about both of you. But I'm with Vanita now. I'm crazy about her and although seeing you both today with nothing on would have been a huge fantasy not long ago, I can honestly say I'm all Vanita's." I waited for Rehana's response. She let out the breath she had been holding and relaxed her body. I had bottled it. I still couldn't confess my secret attraction to her.
Vanita reached her hand up to touch me and thanked me for my answer. All I could think about was Rehana's reaction. Rehana just changed the subject. Within a few minutes we were talking about something else and had all moved on. It relaxed the mood a little and my hard cock softened slightly. I also had chance to think this whole situation over. There I was, naked with my girlfriend and two of my friend's mothers discussing jerking off and who I found the most attractive. It was all a bit unreal but I was also making mental notes of their mature naked bodies that would probably last me a lifetime.
Vanita seemed to understand Zeenat's little outburst and over the next few minutes the conversation became more just those two with Rehana and me only listening. I was looking at Rehana the whole time but the other two couldn't see this. Zeenat had turned away from me now and was just lying face down with her eyes closed. The conversation turned to sex again and Vanita started to open up a little. Zeenat was probing her about our sex life and Vanita was just talking in her beautiful voice with a relaxing calmness. It seemed ok to be open about these things and Vanita started to give more details.
She then started to talk about our first time and as she did, Zeenat quietly slipped her hand down her side and under her own body. I didn't realise it at first but Zeenat was touching herself. Facing away from Vanita and me, lying face down, the beautiful sex object was gently stroking herself in an almost invisible way that was just causing ever so slight twitches in her body. Vanita just kept talking about our first time and how we had undressed slowly and climbed into bed. She went into detail about how slowly we built up to the moment of penetration and how wet she felt before she took my cock and slipped it into her.
Rehana had noticed and was looking back and forth between Zeenat and me. We both smiled at each other to indicate we knew what was going on. After a couple of minutes Zeenat's body was becoming even more animated and her legs opened slightly to allow herself better access. Her butt was moving slightly in a rhythmic way starting slowly but getting faster. Trying not to show it she brought herself to a seemingly gently climax, letting out a soft moan and breathing heavily a few times. Rehana just stared. I was hard again. Vanita finished her story. The site of Zeenat's body twitching through an orgasm had pre-cum oozing from my swollen cock.
Rehana also was affected by this show. She sat up and lifted both knees to rest her arms on them. In this position I could see between her legs and finally had a view of her pussy. She looked at me and could see me staring. I didn't care and she didn't either. I think Rehana needed to cum too but didn't have Vanita's carefree attitude enough to bring herself off in front of us all. As I kept my eyes locked between Rehana's legs, she made no effort to move or cover herself and just looked back at me seeking eye contact.
I smiled and she smiled back.
"Feel better now?" asked Vanita in a friendly voice. Vanita had known all along that she was talking Zeenat to an orgasm. What a day! I had just witnessed Vanita talking about our sex life in graphic detail with Zeenat fingering herself not 15 feet from where I was sitting.
Zeenat turned again to face us, her face flushed but content. She smiled at Vanita and closed her eyes. I reached down to Vanita to touch her. Just a gentle stoke to say I approved of what she had just done. Silence fell upon us with me staring at Rehana but reaching out to Vanita and just stroking the skin on her arm.
Vanita asked Zeenat how she ever found the confidence to do that. Zeenat tried to explain it was more about a lack of confidence and the need for reassurance that drove her to it. She started to get upset a little as she again began to pour her heart out. Beautiful but clearly hitting some stage in her life where she was feeling less attractive and the impact of her marriage breaking up was coming to the surface. Within a few moments she just got up, grabbed a towel and ran out.
Vanita was startled. "What did I say? She asked me.
"Dunno," I said. "You better go and check on her". I realised as I made this suggestion, that if Vanita did leave it would be just me and Rehana in the sauna. My cock twitched again. I sat up on the bench. Vanita agreed and stood up to leave. She wrapped a towel around herself then looked at Rehana and me in turn. I don't think she suspected in anyway what I was thinking even though I had earlier confessed to jerking off thinking about Rehana in the past.
"I'll go and check on her," said Vanita and she walked out.
The room fell silent as the door closed behind her. Rehana and I were alone. We were naked and alone. We were aroused and alone. I looked back between her legs but she made a slight move to cover herself. The rules had changed now there was no one else in there. I was now sitting up and she could see my cock. It was almost at full hardness. Neither of us spoke but we just stared at each other without making eye contact. Our bodies took over. Her nipples were erect and my cock was swelling.
"I suppose we both better go," she said it was almost with a sigh. I didn't want this moment to end but she was giving the situation a reality check. We both climbed down off the top levels we had been sitting on and stood close to each other on the floor. As we took the towels to cover ourselves I could smell her again as I was standing so close. I wanted to reach out and touch her. My cock wanted to be buried inside her. She looked at me, squarely in the eyes, and without any expression on our faces our eyes both widened. She took a step back and at the same time held my hand and pulled me towards her. This was it.
I tried to put my arm round her but she stepped back further and lay down slowly on the lower level bench. Rehana kept hold of my hand and pulled me closer.
Rehana said :no Vikas this is not right we must not do it
I : aunty please I have been dreaming of your body and your cunt from the day you sucked my dick
Rehana : I told you that is only for one time it was just in the spur of the moment it happened that does not mena I will allow your dick in my cunt
I ; don’t you like my dick aunty it is so big look how hard it has become I just want it one time to go inside the sexy friend’s mothers pussy please
Rehana : yes it is the biggest dick I have ever sen touched sucked it is much much biiger then my husband’s but it is not right
But Her legs opened as I positioned myself above her body. My cock was aiming right between her legs as they opened wider. Her hand reached out for my throbbing tool and guided it into her soaking wet pussy as I then lay on top, feeling her skin and big fair soft tits against my chest. In one smooth movement I slipped all the way in and we both moaned, as my head of the lund touched her pussy lips she maouned yes please put that big uncut lund in my chute please totally caught up in the moment.
I had no time to stroke back out again as she grabbed me with both arms and wrapped both legs around me. I tried to thrust but her legs tightened more and came up higher round my waist. This allowed me even deeper penetration. There was no kissing, just a humping action from both of us. Rehana held me so close I couldn't even lift up a little. Not that I wanted to. For some reason I didn't want to look at her, I wanted to fuck quickly and cum deep inside her. She continued to grip me for all she was worth and I put all my effort into just thrusting with very little of my cock moving in and out. It felt like heaven when my uncut cock went in her shaved pussy mother of my friend
I felt that my dream of fuking my friend’s mu slim mom is finally hapeening her wet cunt was responding to my fucking
Both our bodies moved together. Against the hard bench, each hard thrust was almost violent and she was thrusting her pelvis back into my body.
Do you want it Rehana aunty I asked
Yes I wanted it , it feels so good in my pussy your un cut lund feels so good yes fuck me harder viaks beta yes my hubby never fukcs me like this yes goo on fuck yoru friend’s mother We started panting as our hearts quickened. I knew Vanita or Zeenat could walk back in at any moment and I just wanted to cum and plant my seed in this woman I had been fantasizing about for so long.
For a few short moments,
Rehana was screming with pleasure “Oooooooooooh vikas fuck me harder I have nevr been fucked like this ooooooooh god it is so big yoru dick fits like in my puusy opppppppppppppp”
I humped and thrust and panted and then I came. My cock exploded deep into the far reaches of her pussy and I moaned out loud. It was hard and quick. I stopped, out of breath and sweating, but Rehana kept thrusting for about another half minute and then just gave one long squeeze as she held her breath and came to. When she relaxed and I was able to slide off her and sit upright next to her. Rehana's legs were still apart, one behind where I ended up sitting and one over the edge of the bench on the floor. Her dripping pussy was completely exposed about twelve inches from where I sat.
I took some long deep breaths and turned to look at her. Rehana's chest was heaving as she struggled to catch her own breath. Staring back at me, she offered no facial expression. I looked down between her legs at her beautiful pussy and then back at her face. We had fucked the shit out of each other in less than three minutes. She was still panting for breath as I stood up and put my towel round my waist. I passed the other towel to her and she thanked me for it.
Then we both left for the changing rooms.
DING DONG!!!! Vanita pushed the doorbell once on Zeenat's front door. We looked at each other and smiled. Following our badminton game with both Rehana and Zeenat, we were invited round for dinner. Vanita looked fantastic; she was wearing a long white skirt and yellow top. The outfit looked young, but smart and sexy. In fact I had tried to get a quick fuck in when I called round to pick her. I was feeling highly sexed following my brief but immensely passionate romp with Rehana In the sauna. Vanita was having none of it and I had to just sit on her bed and watch her put on her make up. We discussed the evening ahead.
At the time it had felt like a natural invitation but the following day, half an hour before we were due round there, it felt a little weird having dinner with my girlfriend and two of my best friends mothers. I hadn't really given any thought to Rehana since the sauna. Even though fucking her had been on my mind a lot, after I did, it didn't seem like a big deal. The blowjob she had given me played on my mind forever but I sort of detached myself from the fuck. It might have been because I cheated on Vanita to do it.
Vanita explained that she had sort of bonded with Zeenat. When Zeenat ran out of the sauna and Vanita chased after her, they had sat in the changing rooms together and talked. Vanita apologised for being upset then went into more details about how lonely she felt. They had showered together, standing close but never touching. I asked Vanita if it had aroused her and she said no but she still enjoyed being close to Zeenat. I became aroused at the thought of them both in the shower. In fact I was only thinking of Zeenat. Its strange, there was something about the forbidden fruit of Zeenat and Rehana that turned me on more than my stunning girlfriend.
Standing on the doorstep, we both were half wishing to get the evening over with and also wondering what unexpected events might happen. Zeenat opened the door. She was dressed casually but looked beautiful in a black saree and white blouse. How could any man leave a wife like Zeenat I thought to myself.
"Hi guys, come on in." she said with a smile. She gave Vanita a social kiss on the cheek along with a brief hug. She then gave me the same treatment with a big smile. It was like we were all adults now and I was no longer feeling a generation apart as I had growing up being best mates with her son. I enjoyed the feeling of equality.
We stood around in the kitchen whilst Vanita put the bottle of wine we gave her in the fridge. Then she turned and said "I'm out of Gin. Would one of you mind driving me to the off-license? Its only 5 minutes away."
"Sure!" I said, eager to please our beautiful hostess but Vanita had other ideas and grabbed my keys. She explained that she was coming with Zeenat, as she wanted to choose some chocolates for after dinner.
"Fine, Vikas can stay here and wait for Rehana. She is out walking and will be here soon" explained Zeenat. With that, Zeenat grabbed my girlfriend by the hand and they were off, leaving me sat in the kitchen on a stool.
"Feel better now?" asked Vanita in a friendly voice. Vanita had known all along that she was talking Zeenat to an orgasm. What a day! I had just witnessed Vanita talking about our sex life in graphic detail with Zeenat fingering herself not 15 feet from where I was sitting.
Zeenat turned again to face us, her face flushed but content. She smiled at Vanita and closed her eyes. I reached down to Vanita to touch her. Just a gentle stoke to say I approved of what she had just done. Silence fell upon us with me staring at Rehana but reaching out to Vanita and just stroking the skin on her arm.
Vanita asked Zeenat how she ever found the confidence to do that. Zeenat tried to explain it was more about a lack of confidence and the need for reassurance that drove her to it. She started to get upset a little as she again began to pour her heart out. Beautiful but clearly hitting some stage in her life where she was feeling less attractive and the impact of her marriage breaking up was coming to the surface. Within a few moments she just got up, grabbed a towel and ran out.
Vanita was startled. "What did I say? She asked me.
"Dunno," I said. "You better go and check on her". I realised as I made this suggestion, that if Vanita did leave it would be just me and Rehana in the sauna. My cock twitched again. I sat up on the bench. Vanita agreed and stood up to leave. She wrapped a towel around herself then looked at Rehana and me in turn. I don't think she suspected in anyway what I was thinking even though I had earlier confessed to jerking off thinking about Rehana in the past.
"I'll go and check on her," said Vanita and she walked out.
The room fell silent as the door closed behind her. Rehana and I were alone. We were naked and alone. We were aroused and alone. I looked back between her legs but she made a slight move to cover herself. The rules had changed now there was no one else in there. I was now sitting up and she could see my cock. It was almost at full hardness. Neither of us spoke but we just stared at each other without making eye contact. Our bodies took over. Her nipples were erect and my cock was swelling.
"I suppose we both better go," she said it was almost with a sigh. I didn't want this moment to end but she was giving the situation a reality check. We both climbed down off the top levels we had been sitting on and stood close to each other on the floor. As we took the towels to cover ourselves I could smell her again as I was standing so close. I wanted to reach out and touch her. My cock wanted to be buried inside her. She looked at me, squarely in the eyes, and without any expression on our faces our eyes both widened. She took a step back and at the same time held my hand and pulled me towards her. This was it.
I tried to put my arm round her but she stepped back further and lay down slowly on the lower level bench. Rehana kept hold of my hand and pulled me closer.
Rehana said :no Vikas this is not right we must not do it
I : aunty please I have been dreaming of your body and your cunt from the day you sucked my dick
Rehana : I told you that is only for one time it was just in the spur of the moment it happened that does not mena I will allow your dick in my cunt
I ; don’t you like my dick aunty it is so big look how hard it has become I just want it one time to go inside the sexy friend’s mothers pussy please
Rehana : yes it is the biggest dick I have ever sen touched sucked it is much much biiger then my husband’s but it is not right
But Her legs opened as I positioned myself above her body. My cock was aiming right between her legs as they opened wider. Her hand reached out for my throbbing tool and guided it into her soaking wet pussy as I then lay on top, feeling her skin and big fair soft tits against my chest. In one smooth movement I slipped all the way in and we both moaned, as my head of the lund touched her pussy lips she maouned yes please put that big uncut lund in my chute please totally caught up in the moment.
I had no time to stroke back out again as she grabbed me with both arms and wrapped both legs around me. I tried to thrust but her legs tightened more and came up higher round my waist. This allowed me even deeper penetration. There was no kissing, just a humping action from both of us. Rehana held me so close I couldn't even lift up a little. Not that I wanted to. For some reason I didn't want to look at her, I wanted to fuck quickly and cum deep inside her. She continued to grip me for all she was worth and I put all my effort into just thrusting with very little of my cock moving in and out. It felt like heaven when my uncut cock went in her shaved pussy mother of my friend
I felt that my dream of fuking my friend’s mu slim mom is finally hapeening her wet cunt was responding to my fucking
Both our bodies moved together. Against the hard bench, each hard thrust was almost violent and she was thrusting her pelvis back into my body.
Do you want it Rehana aunty I asked
Yes I wanted it , it feels so good in my pussy your un cut lund feels so good yes fuck me harder viaks beta yes my hubby never fukcs me like this yes goo on fuck yoru friend’s mother We started panting as our hearts quickened. I knew Vanita or Zeenat could walk back in at any moment and I just wanted to cum and plant my seed in this woman I had been fantasizing about for so long.
For a few short moments,
Rehana was screming with pleasure “Oooooooooooh vikas fuck me harder I have nevr been fucked like this ooooooooh god it is so big yoru dick fits like in my puusy opppppppppppppp”
I humped and thrust and panted and then I came. My cock exploded deep into the far reaches of her pussy and I moaned out loud. It was hard and quick. I stopped, out of breath and sweating, but Rehana kept thrusting for about another half minute and then just gave one long squeeze as she held her breath and came to. When she relaxed and I was able to slide off her and sit upright next to her. Rehana's legs were still apart, one behind where I ended up sitting and one over the edge of the bench on the floor. Her dripping pussy was completely exposed about twelve inches from where I sat.
I took some long deep breaths and turned to look at her. Rehana's chest was heaving as she struggled to catch her own breath. Staring back at me, she offered no facial expression. I looked down between her legs at her beautiful pussy and then back at her face. We had fucked the shit out of each other in less than three minutes. She was still panting for breath as I stood up and put my towel round my waist. I passed the other towel to her and she thanked me for it.
Then we both left for the changing rooms.
DING DONG!!!! Vanita pushed the doorbell once on Zeenat's front door. We looked at each other and smiled. Following our badminton game with both Rehana and Zeenat, we were invited round for dinner. Vanita looked fantastic; she was wearing a long white skirt and yellow top. The outfit looked young, but smart and sexy. In fact I had tried to get a quick fuck in when I called round to pick her. I was feeling highly sexed following my brief but immensely passionate romp with Rehana In the sauna. Vanita was having none of it and I had to just sit on her bed and watch her put on her make up. We discussed the evening ahead.
At the time it had felt like a natural invitation but the following day, half an hour before we were due round there, it felt a little weird having dinner with my girlfriend and two of my best friends mothers. I hadn't really given any thought to Rehana since the sauna. Even though fucking her had been on my mind a lot, after I did, it didn't seem like a big deal. The blowjob she had given me played on my mind forever but I sort of detached myself from the fuck. It might have been because I cheated on Vanita to do it.
Vanita explained that she had sort of bonded with Zeenat. When Zeenat ran out of the sauna and Vanita chased after her, they had sat in the changing rooms together and talked. Vanita apologised for being upset then went into more details about how lonely she felt. They had showered together, standing close but never touching. I asked Vanita if it had aroused her and she said no but she still enjoyed being close to Zeenat. I became aroused at the thought of them both in the shower. In fact I was only thinking of Zeenat. Its strange, there was something about the forbidden fruit of Zeenat and Rehana that turned me on more than my stunning girlfriend.
Standing on the doorstep, we both were half wishing to get the evening over with and also wondering what unexpected events might happen. Zeenat opened the door. She was dressed casually but looked beautiful in a black saree and white blouse. How could any man leave a wife like Zeenat I thought to myself.
"Hi guys, come on in." she said with a smile. She gave Vanita a social kiss on the cheek along with a brief hug. She then gave me the same treatment with a big smile. It was like we were all adults now and I was no longer feeling a generation apart as I had growing up being best mates with her son. I enjoyed the feeling of equality.
We stood around in the kitchen whilst Vanita put the bottle of wine we gave her in the fridge. Then she turned and said "I'm out of Gin. Would one of you mind driving me to the off-license? Its only 5 minutes away."
"Sure!" I said, eager to please our beautiful hostess but Vanita had other ideas and grabbed my keys. She explained that she was coming with Zeenat, as she wanted to choose some chocolates for after dinner.
"Fine, Vikas can stay here and wait for Rehana. She is out walking and will be here soon" explained Zeenat. With that, Zeenat grabbed my girlfriend by the hand and they were off, leaving me sat in the kitchen on a stool.
I started to flick through the newspaper but it was dull and my eyes started to wander around the room. It was a nice large kitchen, which Zeenat kept tidy. On the windowsill was a pile of papers where Zeenat had obviously cleared up quickly before we came round. In the middle of those papers was a fairly large hardback book with one word on the spine. "Diary". I couldn't resist and went over to have a look. Being very careful to lift the top layer of papers off in their order, I picked up the diary and opened it. The ribbon bookmark inside made sure it fell open at today's date. This was a full page per day diary and had nothing in it for today but I flicked back and there was at least half a page of writing for each day gone by.
I should have put it down but I couldn't help myself and started to read. I turned to the day before and read Zeenat's thoughts on our badminton and sauna episode. It read as follows.
"Woke up a bit sore from last night and spent the morning at home. Had lunch round at Rehana's and then went off for Badminton. Vikas and g/friend (Vanita) turned up and we played with them. He's a good looking lad and she is really stunning. They were good sports. Vikas was checking Rehana out a lot. We ended up in the sauna. Vanita's body made me hot and jealous at the same time. We persuaded Vikas to lose his towel and we saw his cock. It looked good so big so thick, it looked diffent then my husbands and other I had so far it is uncut in front look very cute felt like having it in my pussy . No wonder Rehana sucked it when she had the chance! I showed Vikas my body and enjoyed his reaction. Got Vanita onto sex and managed to cum listening to her talk about her and Vikas. I loved cumming as the others watched. Got upset again with my old problem and ran out. Vanita was sweet and came to find me. We showered together, Rehana came in shower before I could do anything. Spent evening at home planning for dinner tomorrow as we lost the game and J & J are coming round. Will think about that cock tonight!"
There was a lot to think about. In fact too much and I kept glancing over the page trying to take it all in. Why was she sore? If Vanita's body made her hot, what did that say about Zeenat? Nice that she liked my cock and intended to think about it! How did she know about Rehana blowing me, Rehana must have told her. So much for secrets. Nice that Vanita showed me her body just to see my reaction! What's the old problem she refers to? What would she have done with Vanita in the shower if Rehana hadn't interrupted? Any single issue here could keep a young lad wondering a while but this was a lot to take in. Before I had chance to flick back a few pages......
DING DONG! The doorbell startled me. I quickly put the diary down and placed the papers back on top. It was Rehana at the door. My body seemed to electrify as I opened it. Even though I hadn't given our fuck in the sauna much thought, being close to her again had an effect on me. She stepped into the house wearing tight tracksuit bottoms and a sleeveless running top. She had been out running.
Rehana was looking really good. Her cheeks were rosy from the running and her body was slightly sweaty all over. My cock stirred and my eyes followed her backside. "The others have gone to the shop for more drink," I said. Rehana saw me staring at her lovely backside; the same backside that my balls had slapped against just the day before.
"Alone again!" said Rehana with a self-assurance that I hadn't expected. She smiled at me and her stare ran down to my crotch and then back to my eyes. "I need a shower to freshen up. Can I trust you to stay down here?" Her voice was friendly and possibly even provocative.
"They'll be back in a minute so you're probably quite safe," I replied in a lighthearted tone. "I can scrub your back if we're quick though"
"Hmmm, now there's a thought. I think I can manage by myself." She tilted her head and looked at me through her eyelashes. She was teasing me and I was getting hard at the thought of her naked body again. Fuck! This woman could get me going like nothing else. Our lust filled fuck in the sauna had changed things between us. Even in this first few moments together that evening, I could feel a new sense of understanding between us. "See you in a little while." There was ambiguity in her statement as she brushed passed me and headed upstairs. I watched her cheeks sway as she walked but I didn't follow.
Sitting back down in the kitchen, alone and silent, I could here the shower go on upstairs. It was all I could do not to just run up the stairs. It got too much and I stood up. Walking slowly to the bottom of the stairs, I put my foot on the first step and stopped. Arching my head, looking up the stairs, I could here the shower water running. My cock was swelling in my trousers. I knew the others could be back any moment but it was a risk worth taking. I got halfway up the stairs. From there I could see the bathroom door was open and I could see a naked silhouette of Rehana behind the shower screen. She was hurriedly soaping herself. I was now rock hard and rubbing my cock through my trousers. I walked up the stairs and along the landing up to the open door of the bathroom.
Knock knock knock. I gently tapped three times on the open door. Rehana stood upright in silhouette, still behind the shower screen. "No way!" she said. I was silent. We both paused for a moment listening for any sound. She turned the water off and there was total silence. It seemed to last a long time before she broke the silence, "Please pass me a towel." I ignored her and stayed still, waiting for her to step out of the shower. Instead she reached out grabbing the towel herself at arms length affording me a view of her upper body leaning from behind the screen. Her tits hung large and I could make out a her huge ass so soft and fair behind the screen. She wrapped the towel around her and stepped out.
There was no tension, only confidence on her part. She walked towards me and gave me a quick grope between the legs. Her hand felt my stiff cock. Then she smiled, put both hands on my shoulders and spun me round. "Downstairs lover boy!!!" she ordered. I smiled back at her and obeyed. On reaching the bottom of the stairs I heard a car pull up outside so I opened the door to Zeenat and Vanita. They were still sat in the car on the driveway deep in conversation. I stood their watching them; clearly they were discussing something serious. Zeenat looked as if she was asking Vanita something; Vanita was clearly giving it a great deal of thought. Then it appeared that Zeenat gave up waiting for an answer and nodded to the door in a sort of "we better get back inside" type way.
"Hi Honey," said Vanita walking past me into the house.
"Hi Honey," copied Zeenat being a little cheeky. Vanita and Zeenat both thought that was funny. They were clearly bonding. Mother and daughter? Big and little sister? Who could tell?
Zeenat opened the gin and poured 4 large gin and tonics into a set of very expensive looking glasses. The ice cubes cracked as she dropped them in and a minute later she had sliced up a lemon and the drinks were ready.
"Rehana went up for a shower, just before you got here," I explained.
Zeenat gave me a little smile. This reminded me of her diary. She knew about the time when Rehana sucked my cock. I wondered if she also knew about the sauna fuck. Maybe I was reading too much into the smile. "Take this up to her will you please," she asked with another little smile. I didn't need asking twice and off I went with a gin and tonic for Rehana. As I left the room, Vanita walked over to Zeenat. They were talking again, I assumed starting where they left off in the car.
I climbed the stairs and had to check the spare bedroom before I found Rehana. She was only wearing a white kameez and was drying her hair as she sat on the bed. The kameez was covering her to the tops of her legs and she looked really sexy sitting there half dressed. With a brush in one hand and hairdryer in the other, both arms were raised, the kameez stretched against her wonderful tits. I put the drink down and sat next to her. I knew I only had a couple of seconds but couldn't help myself. She turned off the dryer as if to say "What?" and I pushed her back onto the bed. Rehana gave very little resistance and spread her legs allowing me between them. I moved above her and kissed her hard on the lips. It was our first kiss and our tongues met and danced together.
I was swelling in my pants and pressing against Rehana's pussy. She was grinding back against my fully hardened cock. Then she tugged at my belt and button and within seconds she had all 8 inches of hardness in her hand. With her fingers guiding me into her, I was fully inside her wet pussy in one deliberate slow thrust. Rehana moaned lightly. Without any thought for Vanita downstairs I started long steady strokes into her. I loved the feeling of her bare legs wrapped round me.
"Are you two coming down soon?" shouted Zeenat from the bottom of the stairs. We stopped for a second and listened in silence without moving. Our bodies were locked together and I throbbed without thrusting. That did it! Rehana pushed me off and I leapt back in shock. A little out of breath, I just stood there staring at her. Her bare legs were apart and that beautiful pussy was right before me. Rehana soon got up.
"Get down there before they suspect anything," her voice was panicky.
I zipped up my trousers, adjusted myself and then left the room. I flushed the upstairs toilet as a decoy before heading downstairs. "Sorry about that ladies," I said to Vanita and Zeenat as I entered the kitchen, "Just had to shake hands with the admiral. What are you two so deep in conversation about?"
"My marriage break-up!" answered Zeenat with a hint of annoyance that I had interrupted the conversation.
I should have put it down but I couldn't help myself and started to read. I turned to the day before and read Zeenat's thoughts on our badminton and sauna episode. It read as follows.
"Woke up a bit sore from last night and spent the morning at home. Had lunch round at Rehana's and then went off for Badminton. Vikas and g/friend (Vanita) turned up and we played with them. He's a good looking lad and she is really stunning. They were good sports. Vikas was checking Rehana out a lot. We ended up in the sauna. Vanita's body made me hot and jealous at the same time. We persuaded Vikas to lose his towel and we saw his cock. It looked good so big so thick, it looked diffent then my husbands and other I had so far it is uncut in front look very cute felt like having it in my pussy . No wonder Rehana sucked it when she had the chance! I showed Vikas my body and enjoyed his reaction. Got Vanita onto sex and managed to cum listening to her talk about her and Vikas. I loved cumming as the others watched. Got upset again with my old problem and ran out. Vanita was sweet and came to find me. We showered together, Rehana came in shower before I could do anything. Spent evening at home planning for dinner tomorrow as we lost the game and J & J are coming round. Will think about that cock tonight!"
There was a lot to think about. In fact too much and I kept glancing over the page trying to take it all in. Why was she sore? If Vanita's body made her hot, what did that say about Zeenat? Nice that she liked my cock and intended to think about it! How did she know about Rehana blowing me, Rehana must have told her. So much for secrets. Nice that Vanita showed me her body just to see my reaction! What's the old problem she refers to? What would she have done with Vanita in the shower if Rehana hadn't interrupted? Any single issue here could keep a young lad wondering a while but this was a lot to take in. Before I had chance to flick back a few pages......
DING DONG! The doorbell startled me. I quickly put the diary down and placed the papers back on top. It was Rehana at the door. My body seemed to electrify as I opened it. Even though I hadn't given our fuck in the sauna much thought, being close to her again had an effect on me. She stepped into the house wearing tight tracksuit bottoms and a sleeveless running top. She had been out running.
Rehana was looking really good. Her cheeks were rosy from the running and her body was slightly sweaty all over. My cock stirred and my eyes followed her backside. "The others have gone to the shop for more drink," I said. Rehana saw me staring at her lovely backside; the same backside that my balls had slapped against just the day before.
"Alone again!" said Rehana with a self-assurance that I hadn't expected. She smiled at me and her stare ran down to my crotch and then back to my eyes. "I need a shower to freshen up. Can I trust you to stay down here?" Her voice was friendly and possibly even provocative.
"They'll be back in a minute so you're probably quite safe," I replied in a lighthearted tone. "I can scrub your back if we're quick though"
"Hmmm, now there's a thought. I think I can manage by myself." She tilted her head and looked at me through her eyelashes. She was teasing me and I was getting hard at the thought of her naked body again. Fuck! This woman could get me going like nothing else. Our lust filled fuck in the sauna had changed things between us. Even in this first few moments together that evening, I could feel a new sense of understanding between us. "See you in a little while." There was ambiguity in her statement as she brushed passed me and headed upstairs. I watched her cheeks sway as she walked but I didn't follow.
Sitting back down in the kitchen, alone and silent, I could here the shower go on upstairs. It was all I could do not to just run up the stairs. It got too much and I stood up. Walking slowly to the bottom of the stairs, I put my foot on the first step and stopped. Arching my head, looking up the stairs, I could here the shower water running. My cock was swelling in my trousers. I knew the others could be back any moment but it was a risk worth taking. I got halfway up the stairs. From there I could see the bathroom door was open and I could see a naked silhouette of Rehana behind the shower screen. She was hurriedly soaping herself. I was now rock hard and rubbing my cock through my trousers. I walked up the stairs and along the landing up to the open door of the bathroom.
Knock knock knock. I gently tapped three times on the open door. Rehana stood upright in silhouette, still behind the shower screen. "No way!" she said. I was silent. We both paused for a moment listening for any sound. She turned the water off and there was total silence. It seemed to last a long time before she broke the silence, "Please pass me a towel." I ignored her and stayed still, waiting for her to step out of the shower. Instead she reached out grabbing the towel herself at arms length affording me a view of her upper body leaning from behind the screen. Her tits hung large and I could make out a her huge ass so soft and fair behind the screen. She wrapped the towel around her and stepped out.
There was no tension, only confidence on her part. She walked towards me and gave me a quick grope between the legs. Her hand felt my stiff cock. Then she smiled, put both hands on my shoulders and spun me round. "Downstairs lover boy!!!" she ordered. I smiled back at her and obeyed. On reaching the bottom of the stairs I heard a car pull up outside so I opened the door to Zeenat and Vanita. They were still sat in the car on the driveway deep in conversation. I stood their watching them; clearly they were discussing something serious. Zeenat looked as if she was asking Vanita something; Vanita was clearly giving it a great deal of thought. Then it appeared that Zeenat gave up waiting for an answer and nodded to the door in a sort of "we better get back inside" type way.
"Hi Honey," said Vanita walking past me into the house.
"Hi Honey," copied Zeenat being a little cheeky. Vanita and Zeenat both thought that was funny. They were clearly bonding. Mother and daughter? Big and little sister? Who could tell?
Zeenat opened the gin and poured 4 large gin and tonics into a set of very expensive looking glasses. The ice cubes cracked as she dropped them in and a minute later she had sliced up a lemon and the drinks were ready.
"Rehana went up for a shower, just before you got here," I explained.
Zeenat gave me a little smile. This reminded me of her diary. She knew about the time when Rehana sucked my cock. I wondered if she also knew about the sauna fuck. Maybe I was reading too much into the smile. "Take this up to her will you please," she asked with another little smile. I didn't need asking twice and off I went with a gin and tonic for Rehana. As I left the room, Vanita walked over to Zeenat. They were talking again, I assumed starting where they left off in the car.
I climbed the stairs and had to check the spare bedroom before I found Rehana. She was only wearing a white kameez and was drying her hair as she sat on the bed. The kameez was covering her to the tops of her legs and she looked really sexy sitting there half dressed. With a brush in one hand and hairdryer in the other, both arms were raised, the kameez stretched against her wonderful tits. I put the drink down and sat next to her. I knew I only had a couple of seconds but couldn't help myself. She turned off the dryer as if to say "What?" and I pushed her back onto the bed. Rehana gave very little resistance and spread her legs allowing me between them. I moved above her and kissed her hard on the lips. It was our first kiss and our tongues met and danced together.
I was swelling in my pants and pressing against Rehana's pussy. She was grinding back against my fully hardened cock. Then she tugged at my belt and button and within seconds she had all 8 inches of hardness in her hand. With her fingers guiding me into her, I was fully inside her wet pussy in one deliberate slow thrust. Rehana moaned lightly. Without any thought for Vanita downstairs I started long steady strokes into her. I loved the feeling of her bare legs wrapped round me.
"Are you two coming down soon?" shouted Zeenat from the bottom of the stairs. We stopped for a second and listened in silence without moving. Our bodies were locked together and I throbbed without thrusting. That did it! Rehana pushed me off and I leapt back in shock. A little out of breath, I just stood there staring at her. Her bare legs were apart and that beautiful pussy was right before me. Rehana soon got up.
"Get down there before they suspect anything," her voice was panicky.
I zipped up my trousers, adjusted myself and then left the room. I flushed the upstairs toilet as a decoy before heading downstairs. "Sorry about that ladies," I said to Vanita and Zeenat as I entered the kitchen, "Just had to shake hands with the admiral. What are you two so deep in conversation about?"
"My marriage break-up!" answered Zeenat with a hint of annoyance that I had interrupted the conversation.
"Rehana asked for a little more gin in her drink. Let me take this up for her and I'll leave you two to talk. She's dressed now and only drying her hair." I grabbed the bottle of gin and went back upstairs. Unfortunately Rehana had put a salwar on by the time I got up there.
"Are you mad? What are you doing back up here?" asked Rehana.
"I told them you wanted a stronger mix of Gin," I said holding up the bottle. Rehana refused to start fucking again but I unzipped my trousers all the same. Within seconds and with only a nod of persuasion, she was on her knees sucking my cock. It was more than nice to be back inside that mouth of hers. I reached over and turned the hair dryer back on so the noise would be heard downstairs. My middle-aged fantasy woman really went for it taking me totally into the back of her mouth. She hummed and murmured as she set about her craft with great enthusiasm and willingness. Rehana acted like she really wanted my cum and built up an increasingly faster rhythm. Within a couple of minutes, I shot my load down her throat. God! It felt good. Rehana got up off her knees, sat back on the bed and carried on drying her hair.
Have you got any underwear on?" I asked. She smiled and shook her head. I looked her in the eye and we both smiled at each other. I whispered, "Good! cause I'm gonna fuck you properly before this night ends." Rehana kept smiling but the smile was short lived. There was a lovely blob of cum on the front of her salwar. When her attention was drawn to the stain, she wasn't happy and started routing through Zeenat's wardrobe whilst telling me to get the fuck out of the room.
10 minutes later, Rehana appeared in the kitchen. "I borrowed your dress," she said to Zeenat. It was black blouse and a white saree, with the deep neck down the front and the saree stopped just above the navel. Her tits looked really big due to the way the blouse was shaped across them. You could see plenty of cleavage, it was a great blouse.
"Looks nice on you," said Zeenat.
Then we sat down to eat. There was a steady flow of conversation over the three courses Zeenat had prepared. We finished off a single bottle of wine between us so none of us were that tipsy. To be honest it was all a little civilized and I had been hoping for more innuendo and sex talk. Someone had to break the ice as I was getting a little bored. My only real distraction was glances of Rehana's flesh in the blouse and the navel in the saree. Rehana was sat to my right and a few times I deliberately touched my knee against hers. She didn't stop me but it was impossible to do anything else. The contact was nice.
We then moved to the living room where there were two sofas and a really nice big chair. I took one of the sofas with Vanita, Zeenat took the chair and Rehana took the other sofa. We sat talking to each other and drinking. After about another half hour we were getting more relaxed. Rehana had kicked off her shoes and her feet were now on the sofa to one side of her. The saree was riding up a little and showing plenty of leg. Zeenat had been up a couple of times to top up drinks and she plonked herself over the arm of the chair at right angles. Her lovely fair legs hung over the arm of the chair. Vanita and I were sat slouched on the sofa close together.
"Is that the game you were telling me about?" asked Vanita pointing to a box in the corner on the floor.
"Yes," answered Zeenat. The box had "Mild and Wild" written in plain text on the top and around the sides. I had never heard of it.
"We are not playing before anyone suggests it!" said Rehana.
"OK, I was only asking," said Vanita.
I asked what the game was and Zeenat explained in slightly fake reluctant tones how the game was a high-risk game of dare. It involved questions and challenges that were given in two packs of cards marked "Wild" or "Mild". Most of the questions and challenges were of a sexual nature designed to challenge the players to be honest and daring in front of the other players. The winner was the last to chicken out. Zeenat also explained that the game could put extreme strain on even the most loving and committed relationships.
Despite Rehana's reluctance, I could tell Zeenat wanted to play the game and I was pretty curious myself. I suggested we fill our drinks and then planned to get the conversation round to lifting the lid off the game and getting started.
It was Zeenat who volunteered to get the drinks. Vanita quickly followed her into the kitchen leaving Rehana and me in the living room. I asked her what her problem was with the game and she went quiet and said that it was just over the top and causes people in relationships to do things they wouldn't normally do.
"That's a laugh considering what we just did upstairs," I said with a cheeky grin. I was staring at her legs. She was sat on the sofa with them curled beneath her. She changed positions and brought her knees up to her chest and then rested her slightly folded arms on her knees. From where I was sat I could almost see under her legs. She was teasing me, knowing I was trying to see her pussy. It was like being back in the sauna all over again.
"Right then, who wants to try the game?" said Zeenat hurrying back into the room with my girlfriend in tow. Vanita put another large Gin and Tonic in my hand and asked Zeenat to explain how the game worked in a bit more detail.
"Well, you know in games like trivial pursuits when you get a card and read the question, this game is the same only with far more personal and daring stuff. Sometimes it asks you to do things. Some cards are for only one individual and others are for the whole group."
"Sounds fun" said Vanita. Rehana remained quiet. She had closed her legs a bit more when the others came in and I could no longer see anything at all. Not even a hint. Zeenat had adopted the same position as before, slouched over the arm of the big easy chair with her legs hanging over the side. "Read me a couple of questions to give us an idea"
Within no time Zeenat had the lid off the box and was sorting the cards out into two piles. Mild and Wild. The cards were all numbered and Zeenat explained that they get more risky the higher the number. Zeenat was ready to start reading the cards and clearly loved being the centre of attention. All our eyes were on her. She stopped and looked me in the eye, then turned to Vanita and gave us both a warning.
"I'm happy to read these out but before we do lets make one thing clear and agree on it. What happens in this game is just play and it stays in the game. What ever we say and what ever we do, stays in this room," she was serious as she spoke.
"You've got me worried now but we can always stop. We're in!" said Vanita slapping me on the leg. "Aren't we babes?" she added looking at me for approval.
I just smiled back but I could see Rehana wasn't smiling. She sighed a heavy sigh and said something like, "Here we go again".
Vanita was asked to pick a card and read it out. She announced that it was a question for the whole group and each of us had to answer in turn. WHO IS YOUR MOST FANCIABLE FILM STAR? How dull was that! We each answered and there was some debate among the women about their choices. Zeenat said the first few questions were similar, so she suggested we skipped to a higher numbered question from the Mild pack of cards. I grabbed the pack and tossed out cards one to seven. I read out the question on card eight. WHO DID YOU FIRST MAKE LOVE TO AND WHERE?
This was more like it! I went first and confessed it was a local girl called Nita. Rehana giggled because she was good friends with Nita's mother. We had actually done it at Zeenat's house during one of her son Saneem's parties. Zeenat looked shocked then amused when I told her it was on the floor in her bedroom. Suddenly the game was getting interesting. Vanita sweetly smiled and held my hand as she proclaimed that I was her first and only lover. Zeenat and Rehana both admitted that their respective estranged husbands were their first loves. There was some debate about the relative merits of not testing out a few more men before choosing one to settle down with. I listened with interest and realised that Vanita could be in that position if we married. Zeenat seemed to think it's better to try a few cocks out before spending the rest of your life with one.
"You will always wonder what it might be like with someone else?" she said.
Rehana disagreed, "You don't need to try lots to know what a good satisfying fuck feels like. If you've found a good one, keep him!" She was looking at Vanita as she spoke.
"Nice one Rehana!" I said, thanking her for her advice to Vanita. I couldn't help thinking back to the fact my cock had been in both Rehana's pussy and mouth that evening.
"I'm keeping onto this one then" said Vanita slapping my leg again. Zeenat tossed a card over to Rehana. Holding the card up to her eyes with no reluctance whatsoever, Rehana started to read. DESCRIBE YOUR SEXUAL FANTASY. There was silence.
"Who's going first?" asked Rehana. There was silence and Vanita smiled. She nodded at Rehana who stopped and thought.
"OK, here goes," she said taking a deep breath. Rehana's legs relaxed and my eyes were drawn back to the area between them. I still couldn't see anything. "I just want some good old fashioned sex. I miss it since Shahid left. My fantasy is just to have a man to fuck. I don't want a relationship or romancing and dining. I sometimes lie in bed just wishing a man with a hard cock would come into my room, fuck me, satisfy me and then leave me alone with as little conversation as possible."
"Wow!" exclaimed Zeenat. "Rehana wants a fuck buddy. You next Vikas..."
"Apart from being Rehana's no strings fuck buddy," I joked and they all laughed, "I have always fantasised about being woken up with a blow job.
"Are you mad? What are you doing back up here?" asked Rehana.
"I told them you wanted a stronger mix of Gin," I said holding up the bottle. Rehana refused to start fucking again but I unzipped my trousers all the same. Within seconds and with only a nod of persuasion, she was on her knees sucking my cock. It was more than nice to be back inside that mouth of hers. I reached over and turned the hair dryer back on so the noise would be heard downstairs. My middle-aged fantasy woman really went for it taking me totally into the back of her mouth. She hummed and murmured as she set about her craft with great enthusiasm and willingness. Rehana acted like she really wanted my cum and built up an increasingly faster rhythm. Within a couple of minutes, I shot my load down her throat. God! It felt good. Rehana got up off her knees, sat back on the bed and carried on drying her hair.
Have you got any underwear on?" I asked. She smiled and shook her head. I looked her in the eye and we both smiled at each other. I whispered, "Good! cause I'm gonna fuck you properly before this night ends." Rehana kept smiling but the smile was short lived. There was a lovely blob of cum on the front of her salwar. When her attention was drawn to the stain, she wasn't happy and started routing through Zeenat's wardrobe whilst telling me to get the fuck out of the room.
10 minutes later, Rehana appeared in the kitchen. "I borrowed your dress," she said to Zeenat. It was black blouse and a white saree, with the deep neck down the front and the saree stopped just above the navel. Her tits looked really big due to the way the blouse was shaped across them. You could see plenty of cleavage, it was a great blouse.
"Looks nice on you," said Zeenat.
Then we sat down to eat. There was a steady flow of conversation over the three courses Zeenat had prepared. We finished off a single bottle of wine between us so none of us were that tipsy. To be honest it was all a little civilized and I had been hoping for more innuendo and sex talk. Someone had to break the ice as I was getting a little bored. My only real distraction was glances of Rehana's flesh in the blouse and the navel in the saree. Rehana was sat to my right and a few times I deliberately touched my knee against hers. She didn't stop me but it was impossible to do anything else. The contact was nice.
We then moved to the living room where there were two sofas and a really nice big chair. I took one of the sofas with Vanita, Zeenat took the chair and Rehana took the other sofa. We sat talking to each other and drinking. After about another half hour we were getting more relaxed. Rehana had kicked off her shoes and her feet were now on the sofa to one side of her. The saree was riding up a little and showing plenty of leg. Zeenat had been up a couple of times to top up drinks and she plonked herself over the arm of the chair at right angles. Her lovely fair legs hung over the arm of the chair. Vanita and I were sat slouched on the sofa close together.
"Is that the game you were telling me about?" asked Vanita pointing to a box in the corner on the floor.
"Yes," answered Zeenat. The box had "Mild and Wild" written in plain text on the top and around the sides. I had never heard of it.
"We are not playing before anyone suggests it!" said Rehana.
"OK, I was only asking," said Vanita.
I asked what the game was and Zeenat explained in slightly fake reluctant tones how the game was a high-risk game of dare. It involved questions and challenges that were given in two packs of cards marked "Wild" or "Mild". Most of the questions and challenges were of a sexual nature designed to challenge the players to be honest and daring in front of the other players. The winner was the last to chicken out. Zeenat also explained that the game could put extreme strain on even the most loving and committed relationships.
Despite Rehana's reluctance, I could tell Zeenat wanted to play the game and I was pretty curious myself. I suggested we fill our drinks and then planned to get the conversation round to lifting the lid off the game and getting started.
It was Zeenat who volunteered to get the drinks. Vanita quickly followed her into the kitchen leaving Rehana and me in the living room. I asked her what her problem was with the game and she went quiet and said that it was just over the top and causes people in relationships to do things they wouldn't normally do.
"That's a laugh considering what we just did upstairs," I said with a cheeky grin. I was staring at her legs. She was sat on the sofa with them curled beneath her. She changed positions and brought her knees up to her chest and then rested her slightly folded arms on her knees. From where I was sat I could almost see under her legs. She was teasing me, knowing I was trying to see her pussy. It was like being back in the sauna all over again.
"Right then, who wants to try the game?" said Zeenat hurrying back into the room with my girlfriend in tow. Vanita put another large Gin and Tonic in my hand and asked Zeenat to explain how the game worked in a bit more detail.
"Well, you know in games like trivial pursuits when you get a card and read the question, this game is the same only with far more personal and daring stuff. Sometimes it asks you to do things. Some cards are for only one individual and others are for the whole group."
"Sounds fun" said Vanita. Rehana remained quiet. She had closed her legs a bit more when the others came in and I could no longer see anything at all. Not even a hint. Zeenat had adopted the same position as before, slouched over the arm of the big easy chair with her legs hanging over the side. "Read me a couple of questions to give us an idea"
Within no time Zeenat had the lid off the box and was sorting the cards out into two piles. Mild and Wild. The cards were all numbered and Zeenat explained that they get more risky the higher the number. Zeenat was ready to start reading the cards and clearly loved being the centre of attention. All our eyes were on her. She stopped and looked me in the eye, then turned to Vanita and gave us both a warning.
"I'm happy to read these out but before we do lets make one thing clear and agree on it. What happens in this game is just play and it stays in the game. What ever we say and what ever we do, stays in this room," she was serious as she spoke.
"You've got me worried now but we can always stop. We're in!" said Vanita slapping me on the leg. "Aren't we babes?" she added looking at me for approval.
I just smiled back but I could see Rehana wasn't smiling. She sighed a heavy sigh and said something like, "Here we go again".
Vanita was asked to pick a card and read it out. She announced that it was a question for the whole group and each of us had to answer in turn. WHO IS YOUR MOST FANCIABLE FILM STAR? How dull was that! We each answered and there was some debate among the women about their choices. Zeenat said the first few questions were similar, so she suggested we skipped to a higher numbered question from the Mild pack of cards. I grabbed the pack and tossed out cards one to seven. I read out the question on card eight. WHO DID YOU FIRST MAKE LOVE TO AND WHERE?
This was more like it! I went first and confessed it was a local girl called Nita. Rehana giggled because she was good friends with Nita's mother. We had actually done it at Zeenat's house during one of her son Saneem's parties. Zeenat looked shocked then amused when I told her it was on the floor in her bedroom. Suddenly the game was getting interesting. Vanita sweetly smiled and held my hand as she proclaimed that I was her first and only lover. Zeenat and Rehana both admitted that their respective estranged husbands were their first loves. There was some debate about the relative merits of not testing out a few more men before choosing one to settle down with. I listened with interest and realised that Vanita could be in that position if we married. Zeenat seemed to think it's better to try a few cocks out before spending the rest of your life with one.
"You will always wonder what it might be like with someone else?" she said.
Rehana disagreed, "You don't need to try lots to know what a good satisfying fuck feels like. If you've found a good one, keep him!" She was looking at Vanita as she spoke.
"Nice one Rehana!" I said, thanking her for her advice to Vanita. I couldn't help thinking back to the fact my cock had been in both Rehana's pussy and mouth that evening.
"I'm keeping onto this one then" said Vanita slapping my leg again. Zeenat tossed a card over to Rehana. Holding the card up to her eyes with no reluctance whatsoever, Rehana started to read. DESCRIBE YOUR SEXUAL FANTASY. There was silence.
"Who's going first?" asked Rehana. There was silence and Vanita smiled. She nodded at Rehana who stopped and thought.
"OK, here goes," she said taking a deep breath. Rehana's legs relaxed and my eyes were drawn back to the area between them. I still couldn't see anything. "I just want some good old fashioned sex. I miss it since Shahid left. My fantasy is just to have a man to fuck. I don't want a relationship or romancing and dining. I sometimes lie in bed just wishing a man with a hard cock would come into my room, fuck me, satisfy me and then leave me alone with as little conversation as possible."
"Wow!" exclaimed Zeenat. "Rehana wants a fuck buddy. You next Vikas..."
"Apart from being Rehana's no strings fuck buddy," I joked and they all laughed, "I have always fantasised about being woken up with a blow job.
"
"Nice one," said Zeenat like some group counsellor, "I'll go next. My fantasy is new since last night. I want to have sex in front of other people."
"Zeenat!!" called out Rehana.
"No, its true. Making myself cum in the sauna was really erotic and I would love to find a small group of people I trust and fuck one of them in front of the others. I don't want the others to join in, I just want to be the centre of attention and get fucked." Zeenat deliberately didn't look at me as she spoke and just stared into her glass. My cock was stirring in my trousers. I thought how nice it would be to fuck her in front of the others.
There was silence for a moment as we all thought about what Zeenat had shared with us and then Vanita spoke up. "I suppose it's my turn. Promise me it stays in this room." We all agreed and the anticipation grew. Vanita purred her next sentence with total poise and confidence. "I want to be intimate with another woman. I don't know what I want and how far I want to go but I want to explore and be explored. I could never do it though. It's just a fantasy."
"god honey! I can't really help you with that one" I said.
"Of course you can," chipped in Zeenat. "You can give her fantasy your blessing and help find the right woman."
"No way," said Vanita. "It's just a fantasy and I'd like you to forget it." I patted her leg in a reassuring way and told her not to worry. I didn't care much to see someone else enjoying her beautiful body.
And so it went on. We drank and we kept up with the mild questions. And we all learned titillating facts about one another from our confessions. We found out that Zeenat cum's quicker if she's on top and Rehana prefers doggie style for a quickie. Vanita also confessed to masturbating several times in one day if she is feeling really horny. After a few more rounds, we grew tired of the Mild deck and I suggested calling it a night and going home. Vanita said it would be fun to try the Wild deck. I paused.
"It wouldn't hurt to read a couple just to see what there like honey," pleaded Vanita.
Zeenat seized the moment and shuffled through the Wild deck. "OK just reading, we don't have to answer" She read a couple out.
IF YOU COULD FUCK ANYONE IN THIS ROOM APART FROM YOUR PARTNER, WHO WOULD IT BE?
No one spoke and we all looked at each other. Zeenat grabbed another card to break the silence. The next one wasn't a question card; it was a challenge card.
NOMINATE SOMEONE TO STRIP OFF COMPLETELY
"Wow," said Vanita. "That could have been fun. Tell you what," said Vanita, "I reckon I can handle anything this game can throw at me. Who's in if we play just one more card?" Zeenat nodded and smiled. I shrugged and said OK. We all looked at Rehana. The drink was clearly having an effect on her and she agreed as well. This was going to be very interesting.
"Who's gonna get the card?" asked Zeenat. Vanita nominated me and before I could do anything, Zeenat shuffled through the pack and picked one towards the back. It was a Wild card with a high number, 96. "This could involve Vikas or anyone of us, are you sure you want to do this. There is no backing out if I read it out." Everyone indicated their approval to Zeenat
LIE NAKED ON THE FLOOR FACE UP AND ASK THE PERSON OPOSITE TO SIT ASTRIDE YOUR COCK. In smaller letters it gave additional instructions that the two participants weren't allowed to move but the others in the room could move them if they wanted.
"Shit, wild 96 is very WILD" I said. I looked round the room for a reaction. Zeenat was smiling, Rehana looked remarkably calm and Vanita leant forward to me and said, "Come on babes, I trust you. It's only a game designed to tease."
With that she pulled me up off the sofa and undid my trousers. My cock was floppy but nicely swollen. As she lowered my trousers and boxers in one go, all eyes were on my swinging member. I took my shirt off and lay back on the floor. My cock remained soft but very exposed. Zeenat and Vanita ushered Rehana off her sofa and towards me. "You stay dressed but stand astride him and sit on his cock," said Zeenat. Rehana looked at Vanita in a way that was seeking her approval.
"It's a soft one tonight, you're quite safe Rehana," giggled Vanita. We were all drunk and Vanita was clearly liberated by the alcohol. Zeenat kept stealing glances at my cock. Rehana stood over me legs apart. She was looking down and giggling with the other two. Then in a swift movement, down she lowered herself onto her knees and lowered her big ass slowly onto my body around the exact spot my cock was resting. Rehana then hitched her borrowed black saree up a little and took some weight off me. My cock was right against her secretly naked pussy and was getting harder by the second. Nobody could see a thing as the saree covered everything.
"Right," said Zeenat, "We are the only ones allowed to move either of you."
"I hope you have got underwear on" said Vanita in a jovial manner. "I don't want my man's cock in you."
Rehana smiled back and giggled. "I'm quite enjoying this. I can certainly feel something down there." Vanita didn't know there were bare pussy lips in direct contact with my cock only two feet from where she stood. There was no eye contact between Rehana and me. We were both thinking about the point where my cock was touching her lovely moist wet pussy. This was all happening with four fairly drunk people who had been working themselves up all night with stories of fantasies and all things sexual. It was almost as if the night wouldn't have been complete without some outrageous act that involved all four people. Rehana was still. My cock was very hard. Only Rehana knew how hard. With almost no movement on her part she could apply less or more weight and stimulate me. I assumed it was stimulating her has well.
"Come on, give him a bit of a thrill," slurred Vanita. As she spoke she prodded Rehana who used it as an excuse to move. My cock slipped a little into her wetness. I was millimetres from fucking her right there on the floor, and I wanted to. The smallest movement in the appropriate direction and I would have slipped inside her. If Rehana had leaned forward even slightly to allow access, I would have slid straight into her. As it was, we both enjoyed stimulating each other secretly for a few wonderful moments. I was twitching my cock against her pussy, probably her clit although I couldn't actually tell, and she was shifting her weight creating an invisible grinding action.
Vanita and Zeenat were both chattering excitedly and making lewd remarks about Rehana getting the fuck she so badly needed. Neither of them knew for a moment that it was actually happening. Then they both grabbed Rehana by her arms and lifted her slightly taking her weight. "C'mon, up you get so you can slide down his shaft," suggested Zeenat sounding very like a pissed up slapper on a hen night.
At that precise moment they lifted Rehana so my erect cock could stand proud hidden under the shield of her saree. Then they slowly lowered her. As they did Rehana wiggled a little, feigning discomfort as an excuse, and she slipped her soaking wet pussy over my cock. There I was insider her my god I felt like the havean had decended on my dick . There I was fucking her for the second time that evening. There we both were with two other people in the room and only Rehana and I knew we were fucking. Vanita and Zeenat had no idea I was inside her. They thought this was just a big laugh.
"I hope we haven't flattened his sausage. Have a look, see if he's cum yet..." giggled Vanita to Zeenat, never in a minute suspecting anything untoward was happening. Panic filled me as Zeenat headed straight down there, lifting Rehana's saree for a sneaky peep. Only she could see that there, clear as day, was my cock nestled beautifully in Rehana's lovely pussy. Zeenat only had a quick glance but certainly knew what was going on.
"Not In there yet," she lied moving round behind Rehana. She slipped her hand under Rehana's saree from behind and stroked my balls. I couldn't believe this was all happening. Beautiful Zeenat was stroking my balls as I fucked Rehana with my perfect girlfriend standing by. Zeenat had another idea. "Lets give these hips a wiggle." Zeenat took Rehana by the hips and grinded her into my cock. "Give him a good rub," she encouraged Rehana. I was trying to stay still but was still able to twitch my cock inside her. Zeenat slid her hand back under the dress and massaged my balls again.
"Yeah," said Vanita looking at me in mock annoyance, "Don't let her do all the work you lazy pig." With that, she kicked me in the ribs and I jumped 4 inches off the floor. I thrust up into Rehana as I did this. Rehana was both fucked and surprised by this movement. As we settled following my jump, Rehana used it as an excuse to bounce a little and she slid up and down me before completely sitting on my cock, burying the entire shaft deep into her. Despite the crazy situation and the wild atmosphere, Rehana's pussy felt wonderful around my cock. It didn't take too much longer and I was sure Rehana was coming. This was all getting a bit much. Rehana clearly felt the same as she jumped up and ran out of the room. I sat up quickly and then stood pulling up my clothing in one movement. I didn't want Vanita to see that my cock was soaking wet and had been buried in Rehana.
"That was a little bit close to the bone, guys," I said not realising the innuendo. Vanita and Zeenat fell about in giggles on the sofa. There was something too easy about their over eagerness to fall into each others personal space together. Without hugging or any obvious intent, they were all over each other laughing. Both were clearly comfortable enjoying the physical contact.
"Fuck it! I'm gonna see if she's all right as you don't look too bothered." I said leaving the room and following Rehana.
I was upstairs in seconds and saw Rehana leaning over the sink staring at herself in the mirror.
"Nice one," said Zeenat like some group counsellor, "I'll go next. My fantasy is new since last night. I want to have sex in front of other people."
"Zeenat!!" called out Rehana.
"No, its true. Making myself cum in the sauna was really erotic and I would love to find a small group of people I trust and fuck one of them in front of the others. I don't want the others to join in, I just want to be the centre of attention and get fucked." Zeenat deliberately didn't look at me as she spoke and just stared into her glass. My cock was stirring in my trousers. I thought how nice it would be to fuck her in front of the others.
There was silence for a moment as we all thought about what Zeenat had shared with us and then Vanita spoke up. "I suppose it's my turn. Promise me it stays in this room." We all agreed and the anticipation grew. Vanita purred her next sentence with total poise and confidence. "I want to be intimate with another woman. I don't know what I want and how far I want to go but I want to explore and be explored. I could never do it though. It's just a fantasy."
"god honey! I can't really help you with that one" I said.
"Of course you can," chipped in Zeenat. "You can give her fantasy your blessing and help find the right woman."
"No way," said Vanita. "It's just a fantasy and I'd like you to forget it." I patted her leg in a reassuring way and told her not to worry. I didn't care much to see someone else enjoying her beautiful body.
And so it went on. We drank and we kept up with the mild questions. And we all learned titillating facts about one another from our confessions. We found out that Zeenat cum's quicker if she's on top and Rehana prefers doggie style for a quickie. Vanita also confessed to masturbating several times in one day if she is feeling really horny. After a few more rounds, we grew tired of the Mild deck and I suggested calling it a night and going home. Vanita said it would be fun to try the Wild deck. I paused.
"It wouldn't hurt to read a couple just to see what there like honey," pleaded Vanita.
Zeenat seized the moment and shuffled through the Wild deck. "OK just reading, we don't have to answer" She read a couple out.
IF YOU COULD FUCK ANYONE IN THIS ROOM APART FROM YOUR PARTNER, WHO WOULD IT BE?
No one spoke and we all looked at each other. Zeenat grabbed another card to break the silence. The next one wasn't a question card; it was a challenge card.
NOMINATE SOMEONE TO STRIP OFF COMPLETELY
"Wow," said Vanita. "That could have been fun. Tell you what," said Vanita, "I reckon I can handle anything this game can throw at me. Who's in if we play just one more card?" Zeenat nodded and smiled. I shrugged and said OK. We all looked at Rehana. The drink was clearly having an effect on her and she agreed as well. This was going to be very interesting.
"Who's gonna get the card?" asked Zeenat. Vanita nominated me and before I could do anything, Zeenat shuffled through the pack and picked one towards the back. It was a Wild card with a high number, 96. "This could involve Vikas or anyone of us, are you sure you want to do this. There is no backing out if I read it out." Everyone indicated their approval to Zeenat
LIE NAKED ON THE FLOOR FACE UP AND ASK THE PERSON OPOSITE TO SIT ASTRIDE YOUR COCK. In smaller letters it gave additional instructions that the two participants weren't allowed to move but the others in the room could move them if they wanted.
"Shit, wild 96 is very WILD" I said. I looked round the room for a reaction. Zeenat was smiling, Rehana looked remarkably calm and Vanita leant forward to me and said, "Come on babes, I trust you. It's only a game designed to tease."
With that she pulled me up off the sofa and undid my trousers. My cock was floppy but nicely swollen. As she lowered my trousers and boxers in one go, all eyes were on my swinging member. I took my shirt off and lay back on the floor. My cock remained soft but very exposed. Zeenat and Vanita ushered Rehana off her sofa and towards me. "You stay dressed but stand astride him and sit on his cock," said Zeenat. Rehana looked at Vanita in a way that was seeking her approval.
"It's a soft one tonight, you're quite safe Rehana," giggled Vanita. We were all drunk and Vanita was clearly liberated by the alcohol. Zeenat kept stealing glances at my cock. Rehana stood over me legs apart. She was looking down and giggling with the other two. Then in a swift movement, down she lowered herself onto her knees and lowered her big ass slowly onto my body around the exact spot my cock was resting. Rehana then hitched her borrowed black saree up a little and took some weight off me. My cock was right against her secretly naked pussy and was getting harder by the second. Nobody could see a thing as the saree covered everything.
"Right," said Zeenat, "We are the only ones allowed to move either of you."
"I hope you have got underwear on" said Vanita in a jovial manner. "I don't want my man's cock in you."
Rehana smiled back and giggled. "I'm quite enjoying this. I can certainly feel something down there." Vanita didn't know there were bare pussy lips in direct contact with my cock only two feet from where she stood. There was no eye contact between Rehana and me. We were both thinking about the point where my cock was touching her lovely moist wet pussy. This was all happening with four fairly drunk people who had been working themselves up all night with stories of fantasies and all things sexual. It was almost as if the night wouldn't have been complete without some outrageous act that involved all four people. Rehana was still. My cock was very hard. Only Rehana knew how hard. With almost no movement on her part she could apply less or more weight and stimulate me. I assumed it was stimulating her has well.
"Come on, give him a bit of a thrill," slurred Vanita. As she spoke she prodded Rehana who used it as an excuse to move. My cock slipped a little into her wetness. I was millimetres from fucking her right there on the floor, and I wanted to. The smallest movement in the appropriate direction and I would have slipped inside her. If Rehana had leaned forward even slightly to allow access, I would have slid straight into her. As it was, we both enjoyed stimulating each other secretly for a few wonderful moments. I was twitching my cock against her pussy, probably her clit although I couldn't actually tell, and she was shifting her weight creating an invisible grinding action.
Vanita and Zeenat were both chattering excitedly and making lewd remarks about Rehana getting the fuck she so badly needed. Neither of them knew for a moment that it was actually happening. Then they both grabbed Rehana by her arms and lifted her slightly taking her weight. "C'mon, up you get so you can slide down his shaft," suggested Zeenat sounding very like a pissed up slapper on a hen night.
At that precise moment they lifted Rehana so my erect cock could stand proud hidden under the shield of her saree. Then they slowly lowered her. As they did Rehana wiggled a little, feigning discomfort as an excuse, and she slipped her soaking wet pussy over my cock. There I was insider her my god I felt like the havean had decended on my dick . There I was fucking her for the second time that evening. There we both were with two other people in the room and only Rehana and I knew we were fucking. Vanita and Zeenat had no idea I was inside her. They thought this was just a big laugh.
"I hope we haven't flattened his sausage. Have a look, see if he's cum yet..." giggled Vanita to Zeenat, never in a minute suspecting anything untoward was happening. Panic filled me as Zeenat headed straight down there, lifting Rehana's saree for a sneaky peep. Only she could see that there, clear as day, was my cock nestled beautifully in Rehana's lovely pussy. Zeenat only had a quick glance but certainly knew what was going on.
"Not In there yet," she lied moving round behind Rehana. She slipped her hand under Rehana's saree from behind and stroked my balls. I couldn't believe this was all happening. Beautiful Zeenat was stroking my balls as I fucked Rehana with my perfect girlfriend standing by. Zeenat had another idea. "Lets give these hips a wiggle." Zeenat took Rehana by the hips and grinded her into my cock. "Give him a good rub," she encouraged Rehana. I was trying to stay still but was still able to twitch my cock inside her. Zeenat slid her hand back under the dress and massaged my balls again.
"Yeah," said Vanita looking at me in mock annoyance, "Don't let her do all the work you lazy pig." With that, she kicked me in the ribs and I jumped 4 inches off the floor. I thrust up into Rehana as I did this. Rehana was both fucked and surprised by this movement. As we settled following my jump, Rehana used it as an excuse to bounce a little and she slid up and down me before completely sitting on my cock, burying the entire shaft deep into her. Despite the crazy situation and the wild atmosphere, Rehana's pussy felt wonderful around my cock. It didn't take too much longer and I was sure Rehana was coming. This was all getting a bit much. Rehana clearly felt the same as she jumped up and ran out of the room. I sat up quickly and then stood pulling up my clothing in one movement. I didn't want Vanita to see that my cock was soaking wet and had been buried in Rehana.
"That was a little bit close to the bone, guys," I said not realising the innuendo. Vanita and Zeenat fell about in giggles on the sofa. There was something too easy about their over eagerness to fall into each others personal space together. Without hugging or any obvious intent, they were all over each other laughing. Both were clearly comfortable enjoying the physical contact.
"Fuck it! I'm gonna see if she's all right as you don't look too bothered." I said leaving the room and following Rehana.
I was upstairs in seconds and saw Rehana leaning over the sink staring at herself in the mirror.
I remembered what she said about a fuck buddy and also about doggie style. I unzipped myself as I approached her. She saw me coming in the mirror and pushed her rear back slightly. My next move was to lift her saree over her hips, bend my knees and nestle my cock in her lovely pussy. Her hand fell between her legs and guided me in. In the next few moments I fucked her for all she was worth. Standing up leaning over the sink with my girlfriend one flight of stairs away, I fucked her hard and long time and fully until I shot a load inside her. When it was all finished, we just held that position, staring at each others reflections in the mirror, with my cock still buried in her.
"Be quick," she said and turned round. Falling to her knees she took my spent cock in her mouth and gave it a good clean. It was ultra sensitive after our quick fuck but still felt nice. Rehana finished cleaning me and suggested I better hurry back to the others.
As I got downstairs, the sight of Vanita and Zeenat in an embrace stunned me. They weren't kissing but this was no innocent scene. My girlfriend was in the arms of another women.
"Rehana's fine" I announced and they broke apart from each other. "It's getting late, we better go."
Vanita looked at Zeenat and then looked back at me. "I suppose so," she agreed.
Zeenat's face dropped. "Stay if you like, I don't want to be alone." Her invitation was directed at Vanita. Vanita looked at me for approval. I said that I wanted to get home but I could pick her up in the morning. For some reason, it seamed to make sense, as I would only need to make the short walk to my parent's house and not have to worry about seeing Vanita home. At that moment, Rehana came downstairs. There was not even a moment's awkwardness. She seemed so at ease, even content and not in the least but troubled by the events of the evening.
Vanita leapt off the sofa and threw her arms around me. She kissed me and said that I should see Rehana home safely and come round for her in the morning. Then she told me she loved me and that she would show me how much in the morning. I knew she was trying to get rid of me. My suspicions were that she wanted to explore Zeenat and discover herself a little. For some strange reason, I didn't feel in the least bit bothered by this. That was mostly due to the fact that I was being asked to see Rehana home and I only had one thing on my mind where she was concerned.
We all said our good nights. Zeenat hugged Rehana and then me. I still fancied her like mad and made the most of the opportunity to put my arms round her and hug her. As we broke our embrace, she secretly stroked my crotch. Her eyes locked onto mine as she stroked me but in a completely carefree voice she said, "Make sure Rehana gets home safely."
Five minutes later we were standing outside Rehana's house. Rehana tried to say goodnight on the end of the path but I insisted on seeing her into the house. I stepped in and again she tried to say goodnight but I had other ideas. "I want to see you safely in bed first," I said in a calm voice. We both climbed the stairs together and I followed Rehana into her bedroom. She pulled back the duvet and sat on the bed. First she kicked off her shoes, and then she started to undo the black saree. I stood before her and also started to remove my clothes. Before long we were both naked. Rehana sat on the bed with me standing naked right in front of her. There was no rush and no doubt in both our minds what was happening. She leaned forward and took my cock in her mouth. For a few wonderful minutes she sucked and slurped all over my cock. It was the wettest blow job I had ever had and the noises she made only added to the experience.
After a while I gently lifted her head up and smiled. Rehana smiled back and then lay flat on the bed. She shuffled back father onto the bed and opened her legs. I gently lowered myself onto her kissing her big soft mature tits and neck as my hard cock probed for her pussy. It took seconds before I was inside her again. Her legs wrapped round me, but with none of the force that they had done in the sauna. This was a slow and gentle fuck. I don't know how many variations there are on the missionary position but we got through more than our fair share. Her legs went from being wrapped round me to her lifting them high in the air. I changed my angle of penetration and we both enjoyed trying subtle different ways of fucking.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh vikas you feel so big in my cunt yes fuck me yes ooooooooooooh god I have never had such a nice fuck before ooooooooooooooooh yessssssss I am comingggggggggg
Ooooooooooooooh yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa my goddddddddd fuccccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk with yoru big hindu lund oooooooooooh ssssssssssssssssh
Eventually she laid her legs flat on the bed. As I slowly slid in and out of her, she drew her legs together slightly and with each slow thrust I made, she contracted her thighs. We built up a steady rhythm and she purred that she was going to cum.
Ooooooooooooooooh yessssssssss I am cumingggggggggggg yessssssssssss ooooh godddddddddddddd it feeeeeeeelllllllllllls so good in my cunttttttttttttt yes vikas yes fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkk
In a few moments it was all over. She relaxed and I withdrew from her. I was close to climaxing also and as she stroked my cock, I came. Most of it shot into her hand but some also landed across her body. She rubbed the cum into her big soft fair tits and then hummed in satisfaction.
This had been more than just a quick lust filled fuck. I had finally made love to Rehana. That night I lay in bed thinking about the events of the evening. I was tired and still a little drink-happy. I did not even consider how I might feel in the morning or what I might find back at Zeenat's house.
The following day, I picked Vanita up from Zeenat's house. It was obvious they had been together that night but Vanita asked not to talk about it and said she would talk when she was ready. I sort of respected it but to be honest, I was pre-occupied with thoughts of Rehana. We had fucked in the sauna, half fucked on the bed, fucked again against the sink and then fucked in her bed. The last time was different. From my point of view, I wasn't just getting my rocks off. I was actually focused on her and how she was enjoying it too. It was more of a shared thing.
As I drove Vanita home, I could only think about how soon I could visit Rehana again. At Vanita's house I went inside with her and we ended up in her room. We were lying on the bed fully clothed, just kissing and chilling out. I was feeling her tits through her clothing and enjoying the soft moans she was letting out. The petting was getting me more aroused but Vanita wasn't making any effort to stimulate me. I ran my hand up her leg and under the long white skirt she had been wearing the previous evening. Her beautiful legs parted and I rubbed her pussy slowly. Vanita became wet and my finger slipped inside her. As I rubbed her pussy and worked my finger inside her she seemed to distance herself from me and just concentrate on the soaking wet digit that was playing with her g-spot. She moaned and sighed until a rush of climax hit her body and she gripped my hand between her legs with her thighs. All this made my cock nice and hard and I started to unzip my jeans with my other hand. Her hand moved across to help and soon my cock was released and Vanita was stroking it. She moved to sit on top of me and I suddenly remembered Rehana had sat in exactly the same position the night before. Vanita sat gently on my cock in the same way Rehana had done.
"I can't believe I let Rehana sit on you last night," said Vanita staring down on me.
"That was just a game," I said, "This is for real." She smiled back at me and just wiggled. She was clearly enjoying feeling my throbbing cock straining to get inside her. Then she copied the movement Rehana had made the night before and raised her self up. My cock sprang up a little and Vanita wiggled as she came down so I could enter her. She sat on my cock with it deep inside her soaking pussy.
We moved very little but just stared at each other enjoying the moment. There was closeness between us that was really special and my cock being inside her just added to that.
"I missed you last night" she said, rocking back and forth slowly on my swollen cock. "Zeenat touched me all over but I wouldn't let her kiss me or touch my pussy. I liked feeling her hands on my body and over my skin but I couldn't go any further. I think she was a little disappointed but I don't care." I sat there listening to her almost forgetting my cock was inside her. Without any response from me, Vanita carried on talking. "We slept in the same bed and fell to sleep naked with our bodies touching. Our legs were entwined and I could feel the heat from her pussy against my leg. She was rubbing against me and it felt really hot. Eventually we both just fell to sleep. In the morning, I woke up alone and she was downstairs drinking coffee and writing something in a book"
The diary must make quite interesting reading I thought to myself. I flipped Vanita off me and onto her back, climbed back on top of her and started to fuck her again. Slowly at first but then I really started to fuck quite hard. As I did I thought about Rehana. Vanita's body was so different to Rehana's. Vanita was a size or two smaller and her skin was softer and smoother. I couldn't say which I preferred but as I fucked Vanita with her legs wrapped round me, my mind drifted to thoughts of Rehana and I came deep into her pussy. My cock softened inside her and I slowly slipped it out. Vanita's legs stayed apart and I slipped my cock back in again. We smiled as I toyed with her clit using the head of my semi erect cock. The white skirt was up round her waist and her legs and pussy looked so sweet against the material.
"Be quick," she said and turned round. Falling to her knees she took my spent cock in her mouth and gave it a good clean. It was ultra sensitive after our quick fuck but still felt nice. Rehana finished cleaning me and suggested I better hurry back to the others.
As I got downstairs, the sight of Vanita and Zeenat in an embrace stunned me. They weren't kissing but this was no innocent scene. My girlfriend was in the arms of another women.
"Rehana's fine" I announced and they broke apart from each other. "It's getting late, we better go."
Vanita looked at Zeenat and then looked back at me. "I suppose so," she agreed.
Zeenat's face dropped. "Stay if you like, I don't want to be alone." Her invitation was directed at Vanita. Vanita looked at me for approval. I said that I wanted to get home but I could pick her up in the morning. For some reason, it seamed to make sense, as I would only need to make the short walk to my parent's house and not have to worry about seeing Vanita home. At that moment, Rehana came downstairs. There was not even a moment's awkwardness. She seemed so at ease, even content and not in the least but troubled by the events of the evening.
Vanita leapt off the sofa and threw her arms around me. She kissed me and said that I should see Rehana home safely and come round for her in the morning. Then she told me she loved me and that she would show me how much in the morning. I knew she was trying to get rid of me. My suspicions were that she wanted to explore Zeenat and discover herself a little. For some strange reason, I didn't feel in the least bit bothered by this. That was mostly due to the fact that I was being asked to see Rehana home and I only had one thing on my mind where she was concerned.
We all said our good nights. Zeenat hugged Rehana and then me. I still fancied her like mad and made the most of the opportunity to put my arms round her and hug her. As we broke our embrace, she secretly stroked my crotch. Her eyes locked onto mine as she stroked me but in a completely carefree voice she said, "Make sure Rehana gets home safely."
Five minutes later we were standing outside Rehana's house. Rehana tried to say goodnight on the end of the path but I insisted on seeing her into the house. I stepped in and again she tried to say goodnight but I had other ideas. "I want to see you safely in bed first," I said in a calm voice. We both climbed the stairs together and I followed Rehana into her bedroom. She pulled back the duvet and sat on the bed. First she kicked off her shoes, and then she started to undo the black saree. I stood before her and also started to remove my clothes. Before long we were both naked. Rehana sat on the bed with me standing naked right in front of her. There was no rush and no doubt in both our minds what was happening. She leaned forward and took my cock in her mouth. For a few wonderful minutes she sucked and slurped all over my cock. It was the wettest blow job I had ever had and the noises she made only added to the experience.
After a while I gently lifted her head up and smiled. Rehana smiled back and then lay flat on the bed. She shuffled back father onto the bed and opened her legs. I gently lowered myself onto her kissing her big soft mature tits and neck as my hard cock probed for her pussy. It took seconds before I was inside her again. Her legs wrapped round me, but with none of the force that they had done in the sauna. This was a slow and gentle fuck. I don't know how many variations there are on the missionary position but we got through more than our fair share. Her legs went from being wrapped round me to her lifting them high in the air. I changed my angle of penetration and we both enjoyed trying subtle different ways of fucking.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh vikas you feel so big in my cunt yes fuck me yes ooooooooooooh god I have never had such a nice fuck before ooooooooooooooooh yessssssss I am comingggggggggg
Ooooooooooooooh yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa my goddddddddd fuccccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk with yoru big hindu lund oooooooooooh ssssssssssssssssh
Eventually she laid her legs flat on the bed. As I slowly slid in and out of her, she drew her legs together slightly and with each slow thrust I made, she contracted her thighs. We built up a steady rhythm and she purred that she was going to cum.
Ooooooooooooooooh yessssssssss I am cumingggggggggggg yessssssssssss ooooh godddddddddddddd it feeeeeeeelllllllllllls so good in my cunttttttttttttt yes vikas yes fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkk
In a few moments it was all over. She relaxed and I withdrew from her. I was close to climaxing also and as she stroked my cock, I came. Most of it shot into her hand but some also landed across her body. She rubbed the cum into her big soft fair tits and then hummed in satisfaction.
This had been more than just a quick lust filled fuck. I had finally made love to Rehana. That night I lay in bed thinking about the events of the evening. I was tired and still a little drink-happy. I did not even consider how I might feel in the morning or what I might find back at Zeenat's house.
The following day, I picked Vanita up from Zeenat's house. It was obvious they had been together that night but Vanita asked not to talk about it and said she would talk when she was ready. I sort of respected it but to be honest, I was pre-occupied with thoughts of Rehana. We had fucked in the sauna, half fucked on the bed, fucked again against the sink and then fucked in her bed. The last time was different. From my point of view, I wasn't just getting my rocks off. I was actually focused on her and how she was enjoying it too. It was more of a shared thing.
As I drove Vanita home, I could only think about how soon I could visit Rehana again. At Vanita's house I went inside with her and we ended up in her room. We were lying on the bed fully clothed, just kissing and chilling out. I was feeling her tits through her clothing and enjoying the soft moans she was letting out. The petting was getting me more aroused but Vanita wasn't making any effort to stimulate me. I ran my hand up her leg and under the long white skirt she had been wearing the previous evening. Her beautiful legs parted and I rubbed her pussy slowly. Vanita became wet and my finger slipped inside her. As I rubbed her pussy and worked my finger inside her she seemed to distance herself from me and just concentrate on the soaking wet digit that was playing with her g-spot. She moaned and sighed until a rush of climax hit her body and she gripped my hand between her legs with her thighs. All this made my cock nice and hard and I started to unzip my jeans with my other hand. Her hand moved across to help and soon my cock was released and Vanita was stroking it. She moved to sit on top of me and I suddenly remembered Rehana had sat in exactly the same position the night before. Vanita sat gently on my cock in the same way Rehana had done.
"I can't believe I let Rehana sit on you last night," said Vanita staring down on me.
"That was just a game," I said, "This is for real." She smiled back at me and just wiggled. She was clearly enjoying feeling my throbbing cock straining to get inside her. Then she copied the movement Rehana had made the night before and raised her self up. My cock sprang up a little and Vanita wiggled as she came down so I could enter her. She sat on my cock with it deep inside her soaking pussy.
We moved very little but just stared at each other enjoying the moment. There was closeness between us that was really special and my cock being inside her just added to that.
"I missed you last night" she said, rocking back and forth slowly on my swollen cock. "Zeenat touched me all over but I wouldn't let her kiss me or touch my pussy. I liked feeling her hands on my body and over my skin but I couldn't go any further. I think she was a little disappointed but I don't care." I sat there listening to her almost forgetting my cock was inside her. Without any response from me, Vanita carried on talking. "We slept in the same bed and fell to sleep naked with our bodies touching. Our legs were entwined and I could feel the heat from her pussy against my leg. She was rubbing against me and it felt really hot. Eventually we both just fell to sleep. In the morning, I woke up alone and she was downstairs drinking coffee and writing something in a book"
The diary must make quite interesting reading I thought to myself. I flipped Vanita off me and onto her back, climbed back on top of her and started to fuck her again. Slowly at first but then I really started to fuck quite hard. As I did I thought about Rehana. Vanita's body was so different to Rehana's. Vanita was a size or two smaller and her skin was softer and smoother. I couldn't say which I preferred but as I fucked Vanita with her legs wrapped round me, my mind drifted to thoughts of Rehana and I came deep into her pussy. My cock softened inside her and I slowly slipped it out. Vanita's legs stayed apart and I slipped my cock back in again. We smiled as I toyed with her clit using the head of my semi erect cock. The white skirt was up round her waist and her legs and pussy looked so sweet against the material.
I was the luckiest man alive and with hindsight I should have counted my blessings and stuck with Vanita. Hindsight is a wonderful thing and little did I know my relationship with Vanita was about to change dramatically.
My evening job serving drinks in a pub took up three nights a week. One night on the way home, I called in on Rehana. She answered the door in her dressing gown but seemed reluctant to let me in.
"What are you doing here?" she asked in a whisper. I explained that I was on my way home from work and thought I would call in. By that I meant I wanted to fuck her. She was clearly weighing up the situation. Her little boy was upstairs asleep but other than that, there was no reason why not. "Come in......but only for a little while."
I followed her into the living room. The curtains were shut and she turned the sound down on the TV. Sitting next to her on the sofa, I started to run my hand up her thigh. We talked a little about what we had been up to and whether Vanita suspected anything from the night of our game. My hand was still playing along her thigh and I started to get hard. She pushed her leg against mine to make more contact between us but then stopped.
"You better go," said Rehana suddenly, "It's late and you can't stay."
With that she stood up. I stood up and followed her but before she could leave the room, I put my arms around her from behind. I slipped a hand inside her dressing gown and it fell open. She tried to resist but I immediately began nibbling on her neck. Rehana arched her head back and slipped an arm behind her and round me showing her approval. I unzipped myself and lowered my trousers. My cock was almost completely hard and in the time it took me to move Rehana into a bent over position against a large sofa chair, I was completely hard. She opened her legs a little to welcome my cock. Her hand slipped between her legs reaching for my cock and she grabbed it and slipped it into her. Her dressing gown was getting in the way so I lifted it onto her back and started to fuck her from behind.
Oooooooooooooh vikas why do you do this to me when ever I see your big uncut lund my cunt gets wet please yes I cannot control please put that big lund in my cunt and fuck your friend’s mother like a whore yessssssss
She was pushing back against me and I was banging her faster and harder. Her perfectly rounded ass cheeks rippled as I slammed into her. After a few minutes of really hard fucking I lifted her into an upright position with my cock still in her and just humped her standing up. We were both panting and she stepped forward and away from me. Rehana moved to the sofa and kneeled on all fours. I positioned myself behind her and started to fuck her again. Only this time she was encouraging me.
"Fuck me, fuck me..... keep fucking me.yyesss fuck em with yoru big hindu lund yessssssssssoh godddddddd I can never stop this thing go oon make me yoru rand yoru chinal your bosdi yes fuck " She was half whispering and half panting and I was following her instructions and fucking her. Then I took matters into my own hands, pushing her onto her stomach, flat on the sofa and fucking her from behind until I came. I stayed there on top of her still humping, even after I came. She continued to moan with every hump and I just kept doing it. Within a minute or two I was softening but I still kept thrusting into her without actually withdrawing. I started to harden again quite soon and before long I was able to fuck again. By the way she moved back up onto all fours, I could tell she wasn't complaining and I started sliding my soaking wet cock in and out of her pussy.
"More..... Fuck me again, c'mon, fuck me.fuck me again fuck my cunt it is yoru friend’s mothers cunt you always dreamed of fuckign now iti sall yours and it is fucking hot and want more of yoru hindu lund yesssssssssss" She really wanted it and I intended to make her come. After a few hard thrusts, my cock slipped out and flopped upwards onto her ass. I began to slide it down but instead of returning it to her pussy I spotted her ass hole. I gripped my cock firmly and positioned it over her ass and pushed against it. She resisted but I continued. The tip just disappeared half an inch inside her. There was silence. Was she going to resist me or let me do it? I kept pushing and bit-by-bit I entered her. My cock was covered in her juices and some of my cum so it was well lubricated. It became more comfortable for her and felt really tight for me.
“Yes vikas meri gand may dalo yes fuck my ass yes no oe so big had in my ass before it feels good inmy asshole yessssss oooooooh god fuck yoru hindu lund inmy Mu slim ass” I gave her a good anal fucking to compliment the regular fuck we had just enjoyed. It felt amazing for me and I didn't really consider whether she was enjoying it. For some reason I decided not to cum inside her and I withdrew just as my second load shot all over her back. I jacked out the last few spurts and wiped my cock head on her ass cheeks.
She turned and lay facing me on the sofa. Her dressing gown was all over the place and her freshly fucked pussy was in full view. I loved staring at it seeing the lips all red and swollen.
"That's my first time" she said referring to the anal.
"Me too" I smiled.
Rehana then grimaced and said, "I think I prefer it in my pussy but it was worth a try."
A few moments later I was out of the door and on my way home. I got a bit of a shock when I arrived home. Vanita was waiting for me.
"Where have you been?" she asked, "I called in at the pub to give you a lift home and they said I had just missed you."
I had some explaining to do and I blushed. I suppose I must have looked a little guilty and she could tell I was at a loss to explain where I was. There was no way in hell that she could know I was giving Rehana's ass a good seeing to.
"Where have you been?" She asked again. "Were you with someone?...... Oh no. NO WAY. NO FUCKING WAY!!!!!.... WHO IS SHE? TELL ME"
She stood up and started to grab me and shake me. I didn't answer. She hit me against the chest and started to cry. I stood there taking her mild beating and trying to calm her down. "You fucking cheating pig. Why? You fucking pig!!! You fucking fuck" Vanita was getting even more worked up. I still stayed silent so she grabbed her car keys off the table and started to head for the door.
"Honey, wait!!" I shouted after her. "Nothing happened. I haven't done anything."
It was no use. My guilty cheating face had given me away. I decided to let her go and then try to talk to her in the morning. Of course it was no use. Over the next couple of days, phone calls were unanswered, flowers didn't work, and everything I tried failed to change her mind. Although she had no evidence, she was convinced I had cheated on her. She was right but I was prepared to lie or do anything to get her back. I needed Rehana's help. I was going to lie and say I had called round to see Javeed and I had been talking to Rehana the whole time. It was worth a try but Rehana would have to be in on it.
"No chance," said Rehana when I explained my situation and how I wanted her to lie for me. "I'm not saying you were here. She'll know its me you were with."
"You're my only hope...." I pleaded.
"No!" Rehana's decision was final. I stared at Rehana and started to think. Was she hoping I would split with Vanita? Could she really think like that? Was that what this was about? For the first time, I looked at her and felt no attraction whatsoever. In fact, I only felt contempt. I think Rehana could sense it. "I think you better go!" she said. I stepped towards her and she stepped back. "Just go!" I stepped towards her again. She stepped back but was leaning against her kitchen table. I leaned into her. My cock was pushing against her. She leaned back. This was not sexual, this was aggression and it was turning me on. "JUST GO!" she said.
What's the matter?" I asked. "Don't you want me today?"
She looked slightly scared but I wasn't expecting what she said next, "We're finished!" That was it. I paused for a second and waited for it to sink in. I didn't believe it at the time but I also didn't like what I was feeling so I left her house without looking back at her. I didn't return as I felt too much pride.
That was the last I saw of Rehana for a few months. I missed her to start with and I especially regretted the end of the fucking. I later found out that she had got back with her husband. Vanita and I patched things up a little but it wasn't the same and she didn't trust me. She was possessive to begin with but things really started to eat her up and I didn't enjoy her company in quite the same way. The looks can only have an impact for so long. Zeenat had been right during her sauna outburst. There has to be a connection and it was gone with Vanita and me. Eventually Vanita cheated on me with someone else and we parted on very bad terms.
About a year later I bumped into Zeenat in the supermarket. We chatted for a while and then carried on with our shopping. As I left the shop, she was also leaving and she offered me a lift. I accepted and we chatted in the car on the way home. Zeenat asked about Vanita and I explained that we had parted finally, then the subject moved to Rehana.
"I expect you heard Rehana got back with Shahid?" she asked. "Did you and her really fuck that night on my floor?" It was clear that Zeenat didn't really know.
"I thought you knew everything," I replied.
"Such as, what is there to know? Rehana told me about the blowjob when your button broke. That was because of the whole blowjob issue with Shahid." Zeenat was starting to intrigue me now.
"What issue with shahid?" I asked.
Zeenat then went onto explain that Rehana had never been into oral sex. It had been a constant source of argument between her and shahid ever since they got married and she point blank refused to consider sucking his cock.
My evening job serving drinks in a pub took up three nights a week. One night on the way home, I called in on Rehana. She answered the door in her dressing gown but seemed reluctant to let me in.
"What are you doing here?" she asked in a whisper. I explained that I was on my way home from work and thought I would call in. By that I meant I wanted to fuck her. She was clearly weighing up the situation. Her little boy was upstairs asleep but other than that, there was no reason why not. "Come in......but only for a little while."
I followed her into the living room. The curtains were shut and she turned the sound down on the TV. Sitting next to her on the sofa, I started to run my hand up her thigh. We talked a little about what we had been up to and whether Vanita suspected anything from the night of our game. My hand was still playing along her thigh and I started to get hard. She pushed her leg against mine to make more contact between us but then stopped.
"You better go," said Rehana suddenly, "It's late and you can't stay."
With that she stood up. I stood up and followed her but before she could leave the room, I put my arms around her from behind. I slipped a hand inside her dressing gown and it fell open. She tried to resist but I immediately began nibbling on her neck. Rehana arched her head back and slipped an arm behind her and round me showing her approval. I unzipped myself and lowered my trousers. My cock was almost completely hard and in the time it took me to move Rehana into a bent over position against a large sofa chair, I was completely hard. She opened her legs a little to welcome my cock. Her hand slipped between her legs reaching for my cock and she grabbed it and slipped it into her. Her dressing gown was getting in the way so I lifted it onto her back and started to fuck her from behind.
Oooooooooooooh vikas why do you do this to me when ever I see your big uncut lund my cunt gets wet please yes I cannot control please put that big lund in my cunt and fuck your friend’s mother like a whore yessssssss
She was pushing back against me and I was banging her faster and harder. Her perfectly rounded ass cheeks rippled as I slammed into her. After a few minutes of really hard fucking I lifted her into an upright position with my cock still in her and just humped her standing up. We were both panting and she stepped forward and away from me. Rehana moved to the sofa and kneeled on all fours. I positioned myself behind her and started to fuck her again. Only this time she was encouraging me.
"Fuck me, fuck me..... keep fucking me.yyesss fuck em with yoru big hindu lund yessssssssssoh godddddddd I can never stop this thing go oon make me yoru rand yoru chinal your bosdi yes fuck " She was half whispering and half panting and I was following her instructions and fucking her. Then I took matters into my own hands, pushing her onto her stomach, flat on the sofa and fucking her from behind until I came. I stayed there on top of her still humping, even after I came. She continued to moan with every hump and I just kept doing it. Within a minute or two I was softening but I still kept thrusting into her without actually withdrawing. I started to harden again quite soon and before long I was able to fuck again. By the way she moved back up onto all fours, I could tell she wasn't complaining and I started sliding my soaking wet cock in and out of her pussy.
"More..... Fuck me again, c'mon, fuck me.fuck me again fuck my cunt it is yoru friend’s mothers cunt you always dreamed of fuckign now iti sall yours and it is fucking hot and want more of yoru hindu lund yesssssssssss" She really wanted it and I intended to make her come. After a few hard thrusts, my cock slipped out and flopped upwards onto her ass. I began to slide it down but instead of returning it to her pussy I spotted her ass hole. I gripped my cock firmly and positioned it over her ass and pushed against it. She resisted but I continued. The tip just disappeared half an inch inside her. There was silence. Was she going to resist me or let me do it? I kept pushing and bit-by-bit I entered her. My cock was covered in her juices and some of my cum so it was well lubricated. It became more comfortable for her and felt really tight for me.
“Yes vikas meri gand may dalo yes fuck my ass yes no oe so big had in my ass before it feels good inmy asshole yessssss oooooooh god fuck yoru hindu lund inmy Mu slim ass” I gave her a good anal fucking to compliment the regular fuck we had just enjoyed. It felt amazing for me and I didn't really consider whether she was enjoying it. For some reason I decided not to cum inside her and I withdrew just as my second load shot all over her back. I jacked out the last few spurts and wiped my cock head on her ass cheeks.
She turned and lay facing me on the sofa. Her dressing gown was all over the place and her freshly fucked pussy was in full view. I loved staring at it seeing the lips all red and swollen.
"That's my first time" she said referring to the anal.
"Me too" I smiled.
Rehana then grimaced and said, "I think I prefer it in my pussy but it was worth a try."
A few moments later I was out of the door and on my way home. I got a bit of a shock when I arrived home. Vanita was waiting for me.
"Where have you been?" she asked, "I called in at the pub to give you a lift home and they said I had just missed you."
I had some explaining to do and I blushed. I suppose I must have looked a little guilty and she could tell I was at a loss to explain where I was. There was no way in hell that she could know I was giving Rehana's ass a good seeing to.
"Where have you been?" She asked again. "Were you with someone?...... Oh no. NO WAY. NO FUCKING WAY!!!!!.... WHO IS SHE? TELL ME"
She stood up and started to grab me and shake me. I didn't answer. She hit me against the chest and started to cry. I stood there taking her mild beating and trying to calm her down. "You fucking cheating pig. Why? You fucking pig!!! You fucking fuck" Vanita was getting even more worked up. I still stayed silent so she grabbed her car keys off the table and started to head for the door.
"Honey, wait!!" I shouted after her. "Nothing happened. I haven't done anything."
It was no use. My guilty cheating face had given me away. I decided to let her go and then try to talk to her in the morning. Of course it was no use. Over the next couple of days, phone calls were unanswered, flowers didn't work, and everything I tried failed to change her mind. Although she had no evidence, she was convinced I had cheated on her. She was right but I was prepared to lie or do anything to get her back. I needed Rehana's help. I was going to lie and say I had called round to see Javeed and I had been talking to Rehana the whole time. It was worth a try but Rehana would have to be in on it.
"No chance," said Rehana when I explained my situation and how I wanted her to lie for me. "I'm not saying you were here. She'll know its me you were with."
"You're my only hope...." I pleaded.
"No!" Rehana's decision was final. I stared at Rehana and started to think. Was she hoping I would split with Vanita? Could she really think like that? Was that what this was about? For the first time, I looked at her and felt no attraction whatsoever. In fact, I only felt contempt. I think Rehana could sense it. "I think you better go!" she said. I stepped towards her and she stepped back. "Just go!" I stepped towards her again. She stepped back but was leaning against her kitchen table. I leaned into her. My cock was pushing against her. She leaned back. This was not sexual, this was aggression and it was turning me on. "JUST GO!" she said.
What's the matter?" I asked. "Don't you want me today?"
She looked slightly scared but I wasn't expecting what she said next, "We're finished!" That was it. I paused for a second and waited for it to sink in. I didn't believe it at the time but I also didn't like what I was feeling so I left her house without looking back at her. I didn't return as I felt too much pride.
That was the last I saw of Rehana for a few months. I missed her to start with and I especially regretted the end of the fucking. I later found out that she had got back with her husband. Vanita and I patched things up a little but it wasn't the same and she didn't trust me. She was possessive to begin with but things really started to eat her up and I didn't enjoy her company in quite the same way. The looks can only have an impact for so long. Zeenat had been right during her sauna outburst. There has to be a connection and it was gone with Vanita and me. Eventually Vanita cheated on me with someone else and we parted on very bad terms.
About a year later I bumped into Zeenat in the supermarket. We chatted for a while and then carried on with our shopping. As I left the shop, she was also leaving and she offered me a lift. I accepted and we chatted in the car on the way home. Zeenat asked about Vanita and I explained that we had parted finally, then the subject moved to Rehana.
"I expect you heard Rehana got back with Shahid?" she asked. "Did you and her really fuck that night on my floor?" It was clear that Zeenat didn't really know.
"I thought you knew everything," I replied.
"Such as, what is there to know? Rehana told me about the blowjob when your button broke. That was because of the whole blowjob issue with Shahid." Zeenat was starting to intrigue me now.
"What issue with shahid?" I asked.
Zeenat then went onto explain that Rehana had never been into oral sex. It had been a constant source of argument between her and shahid ever since they got married and she point blank refused to consider sucking his cock.
When they played the Mild or Wild game one night with two couples at Zeenat's house, things got very drunken and Rehana ended up sucking another mans cock in front of her husband as a sort of revenge because he had done stuff with two of the other women who were playing. Shahid couldn't handle the rule that it all had to stay in the game and couldn't be brought up later. Rehana had confided to Zeenat that she was afraid of sucking cock because she had no idea what to do. Zeenat had encouraged her to just give it a go but Rehana just couldn't bring herself to do it. It then turns out that the blowjob she gave me when my button broke was her trying to practice. No wonder she just stayed still and sucked it I thought. Then I remembered how she really tried in the bedroom and then did it again after the sink fuck. Rehana was practicing her oral sex skills on me all that time.
"So did you fuck Rehana then?" Zeenat was still as direct as ever and grinning from ear to ear. She looked really attractive still and I was trying to work out if I had a chance of fucking her.
"I remember you stroking my balls!" I said evading the question.
"Yes," she said. "Sorry about that, I was a bit drunk."
"I seam to remember leaving Vanita with you that night" I changed the subject a little.
"You missed a real party with just the two of us," Zeenat said with a laugh.
"What would have happened if I had stayed?" I said looking her straight in the eye. She only glanced at me and looked back to the road as she was driving.
"You might have helped me fulfil my fantasy.....you know...being fucked in front of other people." Zeenat was really opening up now.
"So is it still a fantasy?" I asked. She shook her head but didn't say why.
I wasn't going to get anywhere with this approach so I started another approach. "Are you seeing anyone at the moment?"
"No, and I don't want to." Zeenat answered. She wasn't opening up at all.
"What a waste!" I said in a complimentary way.
"Thanks, you're very sweet," Zeenat replied without any conviction. Then she fell silent and pulled up outside my house. I thanked her for the lift and got out. There was no long lingering look, no flirting or anything like that. Considering this woman had shown me her body naked, masturbated in the sauna in front of me and rubbed my balls whilst I fucked her friend, the atmosphere between us was too normal for my liking. I knew from the diary that she liked my cock but then that didn't really mean anything. I decided I would pay her a visit later that night with some weak excuse about leaving something in her car.
DING DONG. Zeenat answered the door and looked surprised to see me. She was wearing lemon yellow chiffon saree, bare feet and a pink blouse. Her hair was tied up. She invited me in and as I got into the kitchen, Rehana was there. There was a bottle of wine open and they were half way through it. Rehana said hello and I said hello back. We exchanged a little small talk and then I had to explain I thought I left something in Zeenat's car that day. Zeenat went off to look for it leaving me with Rehana.
"I miss you," I said to her.
"We did have some fun!" she replied. She was friendlier than I expected. "Sorry to hear about you and Vanita, I thought you two were made for each other." I shrugged my shoulders and smiled.
"I heard you and Shahid got back together. How's it going?" I asked. Rehana was very positive and said things were much better. I was sort of pleased for her. Zeenat returned from the car empty handed and she offered me a glass of wine. I accepted and the three of us had a very pleasant chat about nothing very important. Then another bottle of wine followed and then another. About two hours later we were all pretty drunk. I started to get the feeling the two women were starting to compete for my attention a little and I was enjoying it. The chat was becoming more flirtatious and the looks from both women were highly arousing. The atmosphere was becoming a little sexually charged. I had no idea where this was going and to be honest, I couldn't decide who I most wanted to fuck.
Zeenat was the most drunk and still the most forward, "Tell me you two...when we all played that game, did you both really fuck on the floor." I looked to Rehana to answer and she looked back to me. She giggled and said to Zeenat that she couldn't remember. "Come on, Vikas. I bet you remember. Did you or didn't you?" I still looked at Rehana and just shrugged. As we talked my cock began to get harder. Both women noticed the growing bulge in my pants and the giggling continued.
"I know you sucked it Rehana," said Zeenat.
Now I was really getting hard. I adjusted myself and both women noticed the movement. Zeenat and Rehana started making comments about me and I started to feel outnumbered. "Is he better than Shahid?" giggled Zeenat.
"Ten times better bigger thicker younger and last for long long time" giggled Rehana confessing everything. Zeenat pretended to be shocked and looked back at the bulge in my trousers. I started to think about fucking both these women right there in the room.
"I can't believe you did it on my floor in front of me!" Zeenat exclaimed in mock surprise.
"And upstairs over the sink and back at my place that night" said Rehana. The floodgates were really opening now. "Ah fuck it and don't look at me like that Vikas. She might as well know the truth. We fucked a few times and then we stopped. Big deal!" Rehana was really feeling the effects of the wine.
I excused myself and went to the toilet. When I got back, Rehana had gone and Zeenat was clearing up the glasses. She explained that Rehana had left suddenly and that it was time to call it a night. I helped clear up my glass and the empty bottles and then lingered a while to see if I could get a result with Zeenat. There was a part of me that was a little pissed off that Rehana had left but I decided to focus my efforts of cracking Zeenat once and for all.
"I better be going," I said hoping she would encourage me to stay.
"If you must," Zeenat clearly wasn't taking the hint.
"It's late," I said rather pathetically. I was really dragging this one out. Zeenat walked up to me and started to whisper in my ear.
"Just come into the living room a moment." With that, Zeenat led me into her living room and we stood in the middle of the room on a large rug. She turned to face me and planted a kiss right on my lips. My arms slipped round her and we kissed properly. Both our hands explored our bodies over our clothes and we then started to undress each other. Zeenat had a fantastic fair body and when I got her saree off along with her blouse and the panty, my cock was hard as anything. She lay back on the rug and pulled me onto her. With very little foreplay of any kind, she opened her legs and I was between them and fucking her. She was a little dry but soon became wet as I pumped her. She made panting noises and we just fucked for about fifteen minutes in the missionary position. With every thrust she panted or breathed a noise. Other than that, I can't say it was that terrific.
I had been attracted to this woman for so long but she seemed a little boring and one dimensional when fucking. I didn't cum inside her and instead just pulled out and came all over her body and tits. I wanted to see my cum all over her. As I kneeled between her legs admiring my handy work, I heard a noise and looked up to see Rehana peering round the door. Then it dawned on me that I probably had been set up. Zeenat had wanted to get fucked with someone watching and I had been used. "Enjoy the show?" I asked sarcastically in Rehana's direction.
Zeenat quickly got up. "I'm sorry Vikas," she said. "That was nothing like how I imagined it was going to be."
Rehana came into the room and sat down. Zeenat and I put our clothes on and there was a strange and suddenly very sober atmosphere. The two of them had set out to fulfil Zeenat's fantasy but it just fell flat for no reason any of us could explain. Zeenat couldn't fuck with someone watching. For some reason we started to discuss it and we were all at a loss. The explanation offered by Zeenat was she couldn't relax and didn't feel attractive but I tried to take some of the blame saying it all happened so quickly. Rehana suggested the two of us should try again and we both laughed. Following a lengthy silence as we all pondered the suggestion, my cock started to twitch. Zeenat rubbed my leg and said that another try wasn't such a bad idea. It was apparent that she wanted to prove herself not to mention her urge to reach a climax. I didn't need to much persuading but I insisted Rehana join us in the bedroom and that we all had to be naked and take things slowly. The wine was still working its magic and with a little encouragement from Zeenat, Rehana agreed to go along with it. We climbed the stairs to the bedroom and I compared the two women's' rears they goth had the best ass any man can dream of fucking these married mu slim mother’s. Both were very well preserved and completely fuckable. Within minutes we were all on the bed totally naked.
I climbed back onto Zeenat who was far more relaxed now and was soon back inside her. This time it was different. On the bed and with Rehana naked and next to us, we fucked really well together. She was far more into it and her legs and arms were all over me. Rehana was watching intently and I was getting even more turned on thinking I was going to fuck her next. I couldn't wait and I just jumped off Zeenat and onto Rehana. She soon lay back and let me enter her. It was great to be fucking her again and soon Zeenat started to stroke my balls. Rehana kept saying
Oooooooooooh viaks how much I miss this big lund of yours yes fuck me and my friend yessssssss fuck our mu Slim cunts with that big uncut lund of yours yessssssssssss”
How much she had missed my cock and why had I not been round to see her.
"So did you fuck Rehana then?" Zeenat was still as direct as ever and grinning from ear to ear. She looked really attractive still and I was trying to work out if I had a chance of fucking her.
"I remember you stroking my balls!" I said evading the question.
"Yes," she said. "Sorry about that, I was a bit drunk."
"I seam to remember leaving Vanita with you that night" I changed the subject a little.
"You missed a real party with just the two of us," Zeenat said with a laugh.
"What would have happened if I had stayed?" I said looking her straight in the eye. She only glanced at me and looked back to the road as she was driving.
"You might have helped me fulfil my fantasy.....you know...being fucked in front of other people." Zeenat was really opening up now.
"So is it still a fantasy?" I asked. She shook her head but didn't say why.
I wasn't going to get anywhere with this approach so I started another approach. "Are you seeing anyone at the moment?"
"No, and I don't want to." Zeenat answered. She wasn't opening up at all.
"What a waste!" I said in a complimentary way.
"Thanks, you're very sweet," Zeenat replied without any conviction. Then she fell silent and pulled up outside my house. I thanked her for the lift and got out. There was no long lingering look, no flirting or anything like that. Considering this woman had shown me her body naked, masturbated in the sauna in front of me and rubbed my balls whilst I fucked her friend, the atmosphere between us was too normal for my liking. I knew from the diary that she liked my cock but then that didn't really mean anything. I decided I would pay her a visit later that night with some weak excuse about leaving something in her car.
DING DONG. Zeenat answered the door and looked surprised to see me. She was wearing lemon yellow chiffon saree, bare feet and a pink blouse. Her hair was tied up. She invited me in and as I got into the kitchen, Rehana was there. There was a bottle of wine open and they were half way through it. Rehana said hello and I said hello back. We exchanged a little small talk and then I had to explain I thought I left something in Zeenat's car that day. Zeenat went off to look for it leaving me with Rehana.
"I miss you," I said to her.
"We did have some fun!" she replied. She was friendlier than I expected. "Sorry to hear about you and Vanita, I thought you two were made for each other." I shrugged my shoulders and smiled.
"I heard you and Shahid got back together. How's it going?" I asked. Rehana was very positive and said things were much better. I was sort of pleased for her. Zeenat returned from the car empty handed and she offered me a glass of wine. I accepted and the three of us had a very pleasant chat about nothing very important. Then another bottle of wine followed and then another. About two hours later we were all pretty drunk. I started to get the feeling the two women were starting to compete for my attention a little and I was enjoying it. The chat was becoming more flirtatious and the looks from both women were highly arousing. The atmosphere was becoming a little sexually charged. I had no idea where this was going and to be honest, I couldn't decide who I most wanted to fuck.
Zeenat was the most drunk and still the most forward, "Tell me you two...when we all played that game, did you both really fuck on the floor." I looked to Rehana to answer and she looked back to me. She giggled and said to Zeenat that she couldn't remember. "Come on, Vikas. I bet you remember. Did you or didn't you?" I still looked at Rehana and just shrugged. As we talked my cock began to get harder. Both women noticed the growing bulge in my pants and the giggling continued.
"I know you sucked it Rehana," said Zeenat.
Now I was really getting hard. I adjusted myself and both women noticed the movement. Zeenat and Rehana started making comments about me and I started to feel outnumbered. "Is he better than Shahid?" giggled Zeenat.
"Ten times better bigger thicker younger and last for long long time" giggled Rehana confessing everything. Zeenat pretended to be shocked and looked back at the bulge in my trousers. I started to think about fucking both these women right there in the room.
"I can't believe you did it on my floor in front of me!" Zeenat exclaimed in mock surprise.
"And upstairs over the sink and back at my place that night" said Rehana. The floodgates were really opening now. "Ah fuck it and don't look at me like that Vikas. She might as well know the truth. We fucked a few times and then we stopped. Big deal!" Rehana was really feeling the effects of the wine.
I excused myself and went to the toilet. When I got back, Rehana had gone and Zeenat was clearing up the glasses. She explained that Rehana had left suddenly and that it was time to call it a night. I helped clear up my glass and the empty bottles and then lingered a while to see if I could get a result with Zeenat. There was a part of me that was a little pissed off that Rehana had left but I decided to focus my efforts of cracking Zeenat once and for all.
"I better be going," I said hoping she would encourage me to stay.
"If you must," Zeenat clearly wasn't taking the hint.
"It's late," I said rather pathetically. I was really dragging this one out. Zeenat walked up to me and started to whisper in my ear.
"Just come into the living room a moment." With that, Zeenat led me into her living room and we stood in the middle of the room on a large rug. She turned to face me and planted a kiss right on my lips. My arms slipped round her and we kissed properly. Both our hands explored our bodies over our clothes and we then started to undress each other. Zeenat had a fantastic fair body and when I got her saree off along with her blouse and the panty, my cock was hard as anything. She lay back on the rug and pulled me onto her. With very little foreplay of any kind, she opened her legs and I was between them and fucking her. She was a little dry but soon became wet as I pumped her. She made panting noises and we just fucked for about fifteen minutes in the missionary position. With every thrust she panted or breathed a noise. Other than that, I can't say it was that terrific.
I had been attracted to this woman for so long but she seemed a little boring and one dimensional when fucking. I didn't cum inside her and instead just pulled out and came all over her body and tits. I wanted to see my cum all over her. As I kneeled between her legs admiring my handy work, I heard a noise and looked up to see Rehana peering round the door. Then it dawned on me that I probably had been set up. Zeenat had wanted to get fucked with someone watching and I had been used. "Enjoy the show?" I asked sarcastically in Rehana's direction.
Zeenat quickly got up. "I'm sorry Vikas," she said. "That was nothing like how I imagined it was going to be."
Rehana came into the room and sat down. Zeenat and I put our clothes on and there was a strange and suddenly very sober atmosphere. The two of them had set out to fulfil Zeenat's fantasy but it just fell flat for no reason any of us could explain. Zeenat couldn't fuck with someone watching. For some reason we started to discuss it and we were all at a loss. The explanation offered by Zeenat was she couldn't relax and didn't feel attractive but I tried to take some of the blame saying it all happened so quickly. Rehana suggested the two of us should try again and we both laughed. Following a lengthy silence as we all pondered the suggestion, my cock started to twitch. Zeenat rubbed my leg and said that another try wasn't such a bad idea. It was apparent that she wanted to prove herself not to mention her urge to reach a climax. I didn't need to much persuading but I insisted Rehana join us in the bedroom and that we all had to be naked and take things slowly. The wine was still working its magic and with a little encouragement from Zeenat, Rehana agreed to go along with it. We climbed the stairs to the bedroom and I compared the two women's' rears they goth had the best ass any man can dream of fucking these married mu slim mother’s. Both were very well preserved and completely fuckable. Within minutes we were all on the bed totally naked.
I climbed back onto Zeenat who was far more relaxed now and was soon back inside her. This time it was different. On the bed and with Rehana naked and next to us, we fucked really well together. She was far more into it and her legs and arms were all over me. Rehana was watching intently and I was getting even more turned on thinking I was going to fuck her next. I couldn't wait and I just jumped off Zeenat and onto Rehana. She soon lay back and let me enter her. It was great to be fucking her again and soon Zeenat started to stroke my balls. Rehana kept saying
Oooooooooooh viaks how much I miss this big lund of yours yes fuck me and my friend yessssssss fuck our mu Slim cunts with that big uncut lund of yours yessssssssssss”
How much she had missed my cock and why had I not been round to see her.
This just made me pump her even harder with Zeenat stood their offering her encouragement
“Vikas yes fuk the bitch she need your big lund in her married cunt yes fuck her with yoru uncut big lund yes ome on fuck fuck her like she never been fucked her cutn needs yoru big lund not her husbands small lund yes fuck the bitch”. After a while, I withdrew from Rehana and lay on my back. "Which one of you ladies gives the best blow job I asked?"
Over the next ten minutes they both took turns to suck my cock. Eventually I came in Rehana's mouth and she swallowed it all. My hands were all over both women and I sucked their juices off my fingers in turn. "You give the best blow job's Rehana" was all I could say and she just smiled back at me. Both women covered themselves under the sheets and I savoured the moment and the feeling of just having fucked the pair of them. "So where do we go from here?" I asked.
I was well pleased that I had got to fuck Rehana and Zeenat. I wasn't too bothered about the threesome aspect but for different reasons both women had been extremely satisfying. Fucking Zeenat had been a long-standing fantasy. The first fuck with Zeenat had been a disappointment but the second was everything it should have been. Fucking Rehana again after she had long since told me we were finished was a real bonus. Out of the two, I enjoyed Rehana the most and this latest romp had only served to remind me how good we were together.
Over the next couple of days I spent a lot of time thinking about both of them. I wanted to start up a regular thing with Rehana again because I missed her and she still turned me on like no one I knew. I also had a strong desire to try it on with Zeenat again. We had fucked twice. The first time was poor but the second time, although better, was with Rehana there as well. The truth is, I enjoyed just being with one woman at a time. Any more than two was a crowd for me. I wanted Zeenat alone for a proper session. My confidence was sky high but not so high that I could just go round and assume they would give me what I wanted. I knew Rehana was back with her husband so that would complicate things. Zeenat was a different can of worms altogether. The build up to our two fucks had been quite uncomfortable and made me feel clumsy. I suspected if I went round to see her, things would be just the same despite what we had done. I spent too much time thinking about things and not enough time being bold and just going out getting what I wanted.
On the way home from my bar job about a week later, I was nearly home and walking down an alley that backed onto Rehana's garden. There was a tree I used to climb when I was younger to get into Rehana's garden when I used to play with her son, Javeed. I decided to climb it and have a look, not expecting to see anything really. From about 15 feet in the tree I could see right into the garden and into the windows of Rehana's house. She was sat alone in the living room with the curtains open but the light off. The TV was the only light in the room. Rehana was sitting on a sofa chair in her robe with her hair in a towel. When I had fucked her with Zeenat, she had said how much she missed my cock and asked why I hadn't been round to see her. Was this my chance? I was just about to make my move and approach the house when I heard voices and footsteps in the alley. I kept still. It was Rehana's husband, Shahid with a friend of his. They had been out drinking and were on their way home. Shahid was talking about how he was going to try his luck when he got home and his friend was laughing.
I sat and watched. My eyes were fixed on Rehana in her living room. Within a couple of minutes Shahid walked in. I couldn't hear anything but they were talking. She hardly moved and he just stood between her and the TV as they spoke. Then he made his move. He dropped to his knees and walked on them to get closer to Rehana. I had a perfect view and was hoping they were going to put on a show for me. I didn't know whether to be excited or jealous but I couldn't stop watching.
Shahid slowly parted Rehana's knees and opened her legs. He ran both hands up her thighs lifting the material of her robe as he moved in closer between her legs. Then he opened the robe fully and began kissing her body and tits. Rehana didn't respond at first but allowed him to carry on without really showing any sign of encouragement or rejection. Then she began to shuffle her body and lay back more in the large sofa chair. Her pussy was exposed and pressed against Shahid's stomach while he worked on her tits with drunken kisses. After a while he started to undress without stopping the kissing on her tits. I couldn't see that well because of the light but enough to make out he was naked and stroking himself. From what I could see he was struggling to get a hard on. The same could not be said for myself and I was rock hard sitting there in the tree overlooking the garden. He pulled her wrist so her hand was on his limp cock. Rehana didn't appear too eager but stroked it half-heartedly without any obvious effect on his state of hardness. Shahid started to speak to her and she shook her head. He stood up giving her the perfect chance to suck him to hardness but again she shook her head and started to push him away. The poor man was not up to the job and Rehana was unwilling to suck him into action. After a little more pathetic fumbling he left the room leaving Rehana lying slouched in the chair, her robe open and naked body lit up by the white glow from the TV.
All I could think of was fucking her. I wanted to jump out of the tree, walk up to the window, tap on it, ask her to let me in and then have my way with her. As always I spent too much time thinking. What if I startled her? What if she was angry I had been spying? Did she mean it when she asked me why I hadn't been round to see her? This was a perfect opportunity. She was naked and her husband had probably passed out drunk upstairs.
BEEP BEEP. I was startled by my mobile receiving a text message. Who the fuck is that? I thought to myself. It was my mother checking I was all right and why wasn't I home from my bar job yet. My reply explained that I would be a little while longer. As I held the phone, I started to think. I could text Rehana. Better still, I could call her. I opted for the text option. I sent her a one word message. "Boo"
Watching through the window, I saw Rehana reach down to her phone that was on the floor beside the chair. She pressed the buttons on the phone and read the message. Then she started pressing again. I was going to get a reply....... "Boo back. What are you doing" I couldn't be bothered sending another text so I just called. I could watch her and speak to her. She had covered herself but was still in full view lit up by the flickering white light of the TV. She talked in a semi whisper explaining that Shahid was asleep upstairs. Rehana asked me where I was and I lied saying I was sat in my own garden. She was being quite flirtatious so I told her how I couldn't stop thinking about how we had fucked again. Her whispers continued as she went into more detail about how she thought she would never fuck me again but seeing me with Zeenat reminded her what she had been missing. I asked if she meant what she said about wanting me to come round to fuck her.
"Do you want me to? Have you missed me?" I asked.
Her answer was music to my ears, "I didn't realise how much until I saw your lovely cock again. Zeenat was really enjoying it and everything from last year came back to me. I just had to have you again. Did you enjoy fucking Zeenat?"
"Not as much as I enjoy you. All the time I was with her I was thinking about fucking you. That's why I climbed off her and jumped on you Rehana." My voice was also whispered as I sat in the tree talking sex with her. "It was so good to slip inside you again."
Rehana continued to flirt, "I loved it that you stopped fucking her for me. It felt so good to take you away from her. You are my fuck buddy, she can borrow you once but you are mine to keep."
"When do you want me again then?" I asked. Her hand moved between her legs as we spoke. She was playing with herself.
"I want you right now but it will have to be in the morning. I'm going out with Zeenat at 11 so come round at 10. It will be nice to catch up." Rehana was still whispering as she proposed arrangements for our next get together.
"I want you now," I demanded.
"No chance, Shahid's upstairs," she said with a playful giggle.
"I'm bringing my hard cock round now. Meet me by your back door in 5 minutes." I immediately ended the call and watched. Rehana sat up as soon as she realised I had rung off. She stood and fastened her robe before walking over to the window and looking out into the dark garden. I could see her but she couldn't see me. After standing for a moment at the window, Rehana turned and walked over to the TV and turned it off. The room was plunged into darkness and I could no longer see her. After waiting in the tree for a couple more minutes, the time came to make my move. I climbed down the tree into the garden and walked in the shadows along the edge of the lawn until I reached the house. Tracing the wall with careful footsteps, I made my way to the back door and stooped. My breathing was slow as a crept up to the door. It was impossible to see if Rehana was there or not so I took a gamble and knocked lightly three times. Then I waited. Nothing happened for a moment and then the handle moved and the door opened.
"Are you out of your fucking mind?" whispered Rehana in a panicked tone.
"Let me in," I said pushing the door open and stepping inside. At last we were together. My cock started to swell again.
“Vikas yes fuk the bitch she need your big lund in her married cunt yes fuck her with yoru uncut big lund yes ome on fuck fuck her like she never been fucked her cutn needs yoru big lund not her husbands small lund yes fuck the bitch”. After a while, I withdrew from Rehana and lay on my back. "Which one of you ladies gives the best blow job I asked?"
Over the next ten minutes they both took turns to suck my cock. Eventually I came in Rehana's mouth and she swallowed it all. My hands were all over both women and I sucked their juices off my fingers in turn. "You give the best blow job's Rehana" was all I could say and she just smiled back at me. Both women covered themselves under the sheets and I savoured the moment and the feeling of just having fucked the pair of them. "So where do we go from here?" I asked.
I was well pleased that I had got to fuck Rehana and Zeenat. I wasn't too bothered about the threesome aspect but for different reasons both women had been extremely satisfying. Fucking Zeenat had been a long-standing fantasy. The first fuck with Zeenat had been a disappointment but the second was everything it should have been. Fucking Rehana again after she had long since told me we were finished was a real bonus. Out of the two, I enjoyed Rehana the most and this latest romp had only served to remind me how good we were together.
Over the next couple of days I spent a lot of time thinking about both of them. I wanted to start up a regular thing with Rehana again because I missed her and she still turned me on like no one I knew. I also had a strong desire to try it on with Zeenat again. We had fucked twice. The first time was poor but the second time, although better, was with Rehana there as well. The truth is, I enjoyed just being with one woman at a time. Any more than two was a crowd for me. I wanted Zeenat alone for a proper session. My confidence was sky high but not so high that I could just go round and assume they would give me what I wanted. I knew Rehana was back with her husband so that would complicate things. Zeenat was a different can of worms altogether. The build up to our two fucks had been quite uncomfortable and made me feel clumsy. I suspected if I went round to see her, things would be just the same despite what we had done. I spent too much time thinking about things and not enough time being bold and just going out getting what I wanted.
On the way home from my bar job about a week later, I was nearly home and walking down an alley that backed onto Rehana's garden. There was a tree I used to climb when I was younger to get into Rehana's garden when I used to play with her son, Javeed. I decided to climb it and have a look, not expecting to see anything really. From about 15 feet in the tree I could see right into the garden and into the windows of Rehana's house. She was sat alone in the living room with the curtains open but the light off. The TV was the only light in the room. Rehana was sitting on a sofa chair in her robe with her hair in a towel. When I had fucked her with Zeenat, she had said how much she missed my cock and asked why I hadn't been round to see her. Was this my chance? I was just about to make my move and approach the house when I heard voices and footsteps in the alley. I kept still. It was Rehana's husband, Shahid with a friend of his. They had been out drinking and were on their way home. Shahid was talking about how he was going to try his luck when he got home and his friend was laughing.
I sat and watched. My eyes were fixed on Rehana in her living room. Within a couple of minutes Shahid walked in. I couldn't hear anything but they were talking. She hardly moved and he just stood between her and the TV as they spoke. Then he made his move. He dropped to his knees and walked on them to get closer to Rehana. I had a perfect view and was hoping they were going to put on a show for me. I didn't know whether to be excited or jealous but I couldn't stop watching.
Shahid slowly parted Rehana's knees and opened her legs. He ran both hands up her thighs lifting the material of her robe as he moved in closer between her legs. Then he opened the robe fully and began kissing her body and tits. Rehana didn't respond at first but allowed him to carry on without really showing any sign of encouragement or rejection. Then she began to shuffle her body and lay back more in the large sofa chair. Her pussy was exposed and pressed against Shahid's stomach while he worked on her tits with drunken kisses. After a while he started to undress without stopping the kissing on her tits. I couldn't see that well because of the light but enough to make out he was naked and stroking himself. From what I could see he was struggling to get a hard on. The same could not be said for myself and I was rock hard sitting there in the tree overlooking the garden. He pulled her wrist so her hand was on his limp cock. Rehana didn't appear too eager but stroked it half-heartedly without any obvious effect on his state of hardness. Shahid started to speak to her and she shook her head. He stood up giving her the perfect chance to suck him to hardness but again she shook her head and started to push him away. The poor man was not up to the job and Rehana was unwilling to suck him into action. After a little more pathetic fumbling he left the room leaving Rehana lying slouched in the chair, her robe open and naked body lit up by the white glow from the TV.
All I could think of was fucking her. I wanted to jump out of the tree, walk up to the window, tap on it, ask her to let me in and then have my way with her. As always I spent too much time thinking. What if I startled her? What if she was angry I had been spying? Did she mean it when she asked me why I hadn't been round to see her? This was a perfect opportunity. She was naked and her husband had probably passed out drunk upstairs.
BEEP BEEP. I was startled by my mobile receiving a text message. Who the fuck is that? I thought to myself. It was my mother checking I was all right and why wasn't I home from my bar job yet. My reply explained that I would be a little while longer. As I held the phone, I started to think. I could text Rehana. Better still, I could call her. I opted for the text option. I sent her a one word message. "Boo"
Watching through the window, I saw Rehana reach down to her phone that was on the floor beside the chair. She pressed the buttons on the phone and read the message. Then she started pressing again. I was going to get a reply....... "Boo back. What are you doing" I couldn't be bothered sending another text so I just called. I could watch her and speak to her. She had covered herself but was still in full view lit up by the flickering white light of the TV. She talked in a semi whisper explaining that Shahid was asleep upstairs. Rehana asked me where I was and I lied saying I was sat in my own garden. She was being quite flirtatious so I told her how I couldn't stop thinking about how we had fucked again. Her whispers continued as she went into more detail about how she thought she would never fuck me again but seeing me with Zeenat reminded her what she had been missing. I asked if she meant what she said about wanting me to come round to fuck her.
"Do you want me to? Have you missed me?" I asked.
Her answer was music to my ears, "I didn't realise how much until I saw your lovely cock again. Zeenat was really enjoying it and everything from last year came back to me. I just had to have you again. Did you enjoy fucking Zeenat?"
"Not as much as I enjoy you. All the time I was with her I was thinking about fucking you. That's why I climbed off her and jumped on you Rehana." My voice was also whispered as I sat in the tree talking sex with her. "It was so good to slip inside you again."
Rehana continued to flirt, "I loved it that you stopped fucking her for me. It felt so good to take you away from her. You are my fuck buddy, she can borrow you once but you are mine to keep."
"When do you want me again then?" I asked. Her hand moved between her legs as we spoke. She was playing with herself.
"I want you right now but it will have to be in the morning. I'm going out with Zeenat at 11 so come round at 10. It will be nice to catch up." Rehana was still whispering as she proposed arrangements for our next get together.
"I want you now," I demanded.
"No chance, Shahid's upstairs," she said with a playful giggle.
"I'm bringing my hard cock round now. Meet me by your back door in 5 minutes." I immediately ended the call and watched. Rehana sat up as soon as she realised I had rung off. She stood and fastened her robe before walking over to the window and looking out into the dark garden. I could see her but she couldn't see me. After standing for a moment at the window, Rehana turned and walked over to the TV and turned it off. The room was plunged into darkness and I could no longer see her. After waiting in the tree for a couple more minutes, the time came to make my move. I climbed down the tree into the garden and walked in the shadows along the edge of the lawn until I reached the house. Tracing the wall with careful footsteps, I made my way to the back door and stooped. My breathing was slow as a crept up to the door. It was impossible to see if Rehana was there or not so I took a gamble and knocked lightly three times. Then I waited. Nothing happened for a moment and then the handle moved and the door opened.
"Are you out of your fucking mind?" whispered Rehana in a panicked tone.
"Let me in," I said pushing the door open and stepping inside. At last we were together. My cock started to swell again.
I was unsure how she was going to react but I was soon reassured when she smiled and started to flirt a little. She insisted I had to leave and said to come round in the morning at 10. I said that it was impossible to wait that long and I need a little something to keep me going. She pecked me on the cheek playfully and told me to fuck off in a friendly sort of way, spinning me round at the same time. All I did was turn and move towards her saying I needed a little more to keep me going. The room that the back door opened out of was a utility room with washing machine and tumble dryer. Soon, Rehana was backed up against the washing machine and had nowhere to go as I approached slowly. She was smiling and telling me to stop at the same time. All I could think of was taking her right there.
"Don't you want me? You complained I never came round! Well here I am. Here is my cock!" I said the words as I started to open my trousers and flop out my semi hard cock. It swung out beautifully. I have never thought of myself as huge but at that moment it didn't let me down. It was maximum size without being hard and I felt really proud of it. Rehana stared saying no.
"No way. No fucking way. Not here," she protested but in a unconvincing way. "Put it away," she said grabbing it and trying to put it back in my trousers. I stood there as she fumbled using both hands. It was no use. My cock just got harder and Rehana gave up trying to fumble it back into my trousers. Instead she gave it a couple of strokes.
"You do have a wonderful cock.......such a shame to let a lovely hard-on like that go to waste!" Without any further words Rehana dropped to her knees and slipped her lips over my cock and took me fully into her mouth. I stifled a groan as she started to work my shaft and deep throat the head of my cock. Her head thrust into my groin as she took as much cock in her mouth as she could manage. Fast at first but then slowing down and tying to relax her throat to prevent a gagging reflex. After several attempts she got used to the head of my cock in her throat and was able to take me fully. I just swelled even more and got harder. It felt so good.
"You really love to suck cock don't you?" I asked, getting a real kick out of knowing she had refused to suck her husband off about 20 minutes earlier.
"Mmmmmm....only yours" she mumbled with her mouth full.
"Turn round, I want to fuck you." I suggested.
Rehana needed no persuading. She quickly stood up and turned round. I wrapped my hands around her and stood close behind her pulling at her robe. Her tits fell out of the front as the whole thing came open. My hands grabbed each big soft fair tit as my hard cock pressed between her legs. The material of the robe was in the way but Rehana reached between her legs to find my cock and guide it towards her pussy. I slipped into her with almost no effort. I was planning to give her a really hard fucking but for some reason it didn't work out that way. Instead I just slowly performed long strokes in and out of her as she braced herself against the washing machine. Soon, I had stopped moving and it was Rehana who slowly backed her soaking pussy onto my cock.
Ooooooooooh Vikas yesssssssss my god I am fucking here in my house my husband is in the next room ooooooooooooooh goddddddddd why I cannot stop you from fucking me you make me so hot my godddddddddddddddd oooooooooooooooh goddddddddd fuckkkkkkkkk me yesssssssssssssssssss yes
Rehana aunty take my big hindu lund inside I don’t know why I always want to fuck my friend’s mother yes your cunt is the bst I have fucked in my life
We both made soft moans as this slow motion fuck continued for several minutes.
I was lifting the robe up to hardly see my cock in the darkness as it entered her from behind. Her juices flowed and she moaned lightly with every thrust. I could slow down even more to control the timing of her moans and we were in complete harmony as she drifted into a world of her own. Slowly but surely my orgasm built and I did nothing to control it. Instead I just stroked in and out of her as slowly as possible until my cum exploded gently into her. She didn't move but just savoured the moment of my hard cock softening and slipping out of her.
Without realising it we were both out of breath in a light sort of way. Slow heavy pants were all we could manage and words just failed to come from our mouths. Rehana turned to look at me. I was pulling up my trousers and she was straightening the robe. She walked over to the door to open it and I left without a single word. We both knew I would be back in the morning.
At home that night I thought about Zeenat. Rehana had described how she loved it when I stopped fucking Zeenat so I could fuck Rehana instead. This intrigued me a little. There was clearly some jealousy at work that I decided to explore the next morning. The fact that I had stopped fucking Zeenat was playing on my mind. I sort of felt that I hadn't properly done the deed with Zeenat and there was some unfinished business. I also realised instinctively that I had found a weak spot of Rehana's.
The next morning was really cool. I called round dead on 10 and we chatted in the kitchen drinking coffee for about half an hour. There was a mass of sexual tension between us as we talked but neither of us was in any rush to fuck. We talked about the previous evening and how risky we had been. Rehana also explained what a terrible hangover Shahid had when he left for work. After a long silence where we both just looked at each other, we suddenly started to smile.
"What?" I asked.
"C'mon" she said taking my hand and walking me out of the room. "I need a quick fuck before my badminton with Zeenat." She led me upstairs with an assured confidence and into her bedroom. First she turned and pulled off my t-shirt and then she started to remove her saree and blouse. Within seconds we were both naked and she fell onto the bed pulling me on top of her. With the softness of her legs wrapped round me, I slipped into her without even realising I had grown hard during our strip. We kissed and fucked and kissed and fucked. This was no porn fuck but just two people with their bodies pressed close enjoying the steady rhythm of a good screw. First Rehana came and then I came soon after. We lay there with Rehana fondling my cock.
"You have a lovely hard cock. I often think about it. I never stopped thinking about it over the last year. I thought I would never take it again but seeing you inside Zeenat just changed everything. I knew it belonged in me and I just had to fuck you again." I loved listening to her speak as she stared at her hand, fondling me all the time.
"Fucking you again is all I wanted," I said.
"It didn't stop you calling in on Zeenat though, did it? I knew you always wanted her!" There was jealousy in her voice.
"Zeenat is beautiful and most men would want to fuck her but I would never climb off you for her. Only the other way round." My compliment was exactly what Rehana wanted to hear. She lowered her mouth onto my cock and sucked off all her juices and what was left of my cum. I didn't need to cum again and she seemed to know that a couple of minutes with her sucking were enough. The blowjob finished and we just embraced on the bed. Her tits were large and I loved them pressing against me. I sucked on them a
Rehana opened the door with a carefree openness of the cat that got the cream and wanted all the other cats to know it.
"Look who's here!" said Zeenat giving me a peck on the cheek and a hug. She paused as she worked out what had been going on. A smile crossed her face as the penny dropped. "Have you got any energy left for badminton Rehana?" she asked with a mock tone of concern.
"Oh yes!" said Rehana sounding pleased with herself. Her voice seemed alive in a sort of "I've just fucked him and you haven't" kind of way. I left them as they were getting into Rehana's car. Zeenat wound the window down and said how nice it was to see me and I should call round sometime. I smiled and walked off.
I reflected on the events of the morning and realised there was a little healthy competition building up between them. I had a few options. I could try to play them both, stick to Rehana or go for Zeenat. The third option was a non starter as I didn't want to give up Rehana so I was torn between concentrating on Rehana and playing things straight with her or seeing a little of Zeenat at the same time. I knew it would destroy things between me and Rehana if she ever found out I was up to things behind her back with her best friend. It's all a little hypocritical for a married woman to think like that but those are the cards I had been dealt.
Then I thought about the two of them playing badminton. Would they have a sauna afterwards? I decided they probably would and it would be great to "accidentally" drop in on the two of them again. I didn't need another fucking but I was interested to see how things might pan out and could develop the competitive nature in them both a little. So that was it. I went home to collect some other clothes and made my way over to the health club. As I stripped in the changing room and wrapped a towel around my waist, I still hadn't decided how to play things with these two wonderful women.
I opened the door of the sauna and could hear two familiar voices talking.
"Hi" I said with a sort of look-its-me tone to my voice. Rehana and Zeenat fell silent. I knew almost instantly this was a mistake. It was obviously a deliberate invasion on my part and they confirmed my worst suspicions.
"What are you doing here?" asked Rehana in a unfriendly voice.
Now I couldn't think of a clever answer that didn't make me look a total twat so I just said, "Thought you might be in here so I came to join you."
"Why?" asked Zeenat in a puzzled tone that made me feel really uncomfortable.
"Don't you want me? You complained I never came round! Well here I am. Here is my cock!" I said the words as I started to open my trousers and flop out my semi hard cock. It swung out beautifully. I have never thought of myself as huge but at that moment it didn't let me down. It was maximum size without being hard and I felt really proud of it. Rehana stared saying no.
"No way. No fucking way. Not here," she protested but in a unconvincing way. "Put it away," she said grabbing it and trying to put it back in my trousers. I stood there as she fumbled using both hands. It was no use. My cock just got harder and Rehana gave up trying to fumble it back into my trousers. Instead she gave it a couple of strokes.
"You do have a wonderful cock.......such a shame to let a lovely hard-on like that go to waste!" Without any further words Rehana dropped to her knees and slipped her lips over my cock and took me fully into her mouth. I stifled a groan as she started to work my shaft and deep throat the head of my cock. Her head thrust into my groin as she took as much cock in her mouth as she could manage. Fast at first but then slowing down and tying to relax her throat to prevent a gagging reflex. After several attempts she got used to the head of my cock in her throat and was able to take me fully. I just swelled even more and got harder. It felt so good.
"You really love to suck cock don't you?" I asked, getting a real kick out of knowing she had refused to suck her husband off about 20 minutes earlier.
"Mmmmmm....only yours" she mumbled with her mouth full.
"Turn round, I want to fuck you." I suggested.
Rehana needed no persuading. She quickly stood up and turned round. I wrapped my hands around her and stood close behind her pulling at her robe. Her tits fell out of the front as the whole thing came open. My hands grabbed each big soft fair tit as my hard cock pressed between her legs. The material of the robe was in the way but Rehana reached between her legs to find my cock and guide it towards her pussy. I slipped into her with almost no effort. I was planning to give her a really hard fucking but for some reason it didn't work out that way. Instead I just slowly performed long strokes in and out of her as she braced herself against the washing machine. Soon, I had stopped moving and it was Rehana who slowly backed her soaking pussy onto my cock.
Ooooooooooh Vikas yesssssssss my god I am fucking here in my house my husband is in the next room ooooooooooooooh goddddddddd why I cannot stop you from fucking me you make me so hot my godddddddddddddddd oooooooooooooooh goddddddddd fuckkkkkkkkk me yesssssssssssssssssss yes
Rehana aunty take my big hindu lund inside I don’t know why I always want to fuck my friend’s mother yes your cunt is the bst I have fucked in my life
We both made soft moans as this slow motion fuck continued for several minutes.
I was lifting the robe up to hardly see my cock in the darkness as it entered her from behind. Her juices flowed and she moaned lightly with every thrust. I could slow down even more to control the timing of her moans and we were in complete harmony as she drifted into a world of her own. Slowly but surely my orgasm built and I did nothing to control it. Instead I just stroked in and out of her as slowly as possible until my cum exploded gently into her. She didn't move but just savoured the moment of my hard cock softening and slipping out of her.
Without realising it we were both out of breath in a light sort of way. Slow heavy pants were all we could manage and words just failed to come from our mouths. Rehana turned to look at me. I was pulling up my trousers and she was straightening the robe. She walked over to the door to open it and I left without a single word. We both knew I would be back in the morning.
At home that night I thought about Zeenat. Rehana had described how she loved it when I stopped fucking Zeenat so I could fuck Rehana instead. This intrigued me a little. There was clearly some jealousy at work that I decided to explore the next morning. The fact that I had stopped fucking Zeenat was playing on my mind. I sort of felt that I hadn't properly done the deed with Zeenat and there was some unfinished business. I also realised instinctively that I had found a weak spot of Rehana's.
The next morning was really cool. I called round dead on 10 and we chatted in the kitchen drinking coffee for about half an hour. There was a mass of sexual tension between us as we talked but neither of us was in any rush to fuck. We talked about the previous evening and how risky we had been. Rehana also explained what a terrible hangover Shahid had when he left for work. After a long silence where we both just looked at each other, we suddenly started to smile.
"What?" I asked.
"C'mon" she said taking my hand and walking me out of the room. "I need a quick fuck before my badminton with Zeenat." She led me upstairs with an assured confidence and into her bedroom. First she turned and pulled off my t-shirt and then she started to remove her saree and blouse. Within seconds we were both naked and she fell onto the bed pulling me on top of her. With the softness of her legs wrapped round me, I slipped into her without even realising I had grown hard during our strip. We kissed and fucked and kissed and fucked. This was no porn fuck but just two people with their bodies pressed close enjoying the steady rhythm of a good screw. First Rehana came and then I came soon after. We lay there with Rehana fondling my cock.
"You have a lovely hard cock. I often think about it. I never stopped thinking about it over the last year. I thought I would never take it again but seeing you inside Zeenat just changed everything. I knew it belonged in me and I just had to fuck you again." I loved listening to her speak as she stared at her hand, fondling me all the time.
"Fucking you again is all I wanted," I said.
"It didn't stop you calling in on Zeenat though, did it? I knew you always wanted her!" There was jealousy in her voice.
"Zeenat is beautiful and most men would want to fuck her but I would never climb off you for her. Only the other way round." My compliment was exactly what Rehana wanted to hear. She lowered her mouth onto my cock and sucked off all her juices and what was left of my cum. I didn't need to cum again and she seemed to know that a couple of minutes with her sucking were enough. The blowjob finished and we just embraced on the bed. Her tits were large and I loved them pressing against me. I sucked on them a
Rehana opened the door with a carefree openness of the cat that got the cream and wanted all the other cats to know it.
"Look who's here!" said Zeenat giving me a peck on the cheek and a hug. She paused as she worked out what had been going on. A smile crossed her face as the penny dropped. "Have you got any energy left for badminton Rehana?" she asked with a mock tone of concern.
"Oh yes!" said Rehana sounding pleased with herself. Her voice seemed alive in a sort of "I've just fucked him and you haven't" kind of way. I left them as they were getting into Rehana's car. Zeenat wound the window down and said how nice it was to see me and I should call round sometime. I smiled and walked off.
I reflected on the events of the morning and realised there was a little healthy competition building up between them. I had a few options. I could try to play them both, stick to Rehana or go for Zeenat. The third option was a non starter as I didn't want to give up Rehana so I was torn between concentrating on Rehana and playing things straight with her or seeing a little of Zeenat at the same time. I knew it would destroy things between me and Rehana if she ever found out I was up to things behind her back with her best friend. It's all a little hypocritical for a married woman to think like that but those are the cards I had been dealt.
Then I thought about the two of them playing badminton. Would they have a sauna afterwards? I decided they probably would and it would be great to "accidentally" drop in on the two of them again. I didn't need another fucking but I was interested to see how things might pan out and could develop the competitive nature in them both a little. So that was it. I went home to collect some other clothes and made my way over to the health club. As I stripped in the changing room and wrapped a towel around my waist, I still hadn't decided how to play things with these two wonderful women.
I opened the door of the sauna and could hear two familiar voices talking.
"Hi" I said with a sort of look-its-me tone to my voice. Rehana and Zeenat fell silent. I knew almost instantly this was a mistake. It was obviously a deliberate invasion on my part and they confirmed my worst suspicions.
"What are you doing here?" asked Rehana in a unfriendly voice.
Now I couldn't think of a clever answer that didn't make me look a total twat so I just said, "Thought you might be in here so I came to join you."
"Why?" asked Zeenat in a puzzled tone that made me feel really uncomfortable.
I then started to think it through. Did I think I was going to get laid? Why was I interrupting their time alone together? What would two thirty eight or nice year women want with me? I sat down with my towel still round me. Both Rehana and Zeenat still had their towels on as well. This was hardly a repeat of our first sauna. I didn't answer Zeenat's question but instead just leaned my head back and closed my eyes. I had gone to the sauna wondering how I might play things with the two of them but it was clear I was out of my depth and they were going to play me. I got the silent treatment and both women just ignored me. I didn't bother to make the situation worse by speaking. This was partly through choice and partly cause I had nothing to say. Where had my fuck buddy Rehana gone? What about the flirt in Zeenat that wound down the window and suggested I call round to see her?
Then I remembered my trump card. Both these women had complemented me on my cock; Zeenat in her diary and Rehana just that morning after we had fucked. Here goes nothing I decided and stripped off my towel. I stood up but neither of them even turned to see. Zeenat was laying face down and Rehana was laying face up. Both women were still in their towels.
"I'm sorry I came here today, so I can either leave or offer you a massage for a couple of minutes." I didn't wait for an answer and walked over to Zeenat, perched on the wooden bench next to her and started to massage her shoulders. There was silence. Rehana suddenly started paying attention. Her naked lover was massaging the best friend she was constantly jealous of. This would either backfire big time or develop into a favorable outcome for me.
"Mmmmmm, that feels so good," purred Zeenat without opening her eyes. These were the first friendly words I had heard since I walked in. Touching her skin aroused me and I started to get hard. I was leaning forward so it wasn't obvious but I'm sure it was on their minds. After about five minutes of massaging Zeenat across the shoulders and upper back she stopped me and said, "I never knew you were so good with your hands." Rehana stayed silent. I was sure she was getting annoyed and considering her next words carefully. She wouldn't want to give Zeenat any indication how jealous she was. "I'd love to stay and enjoy more of this but I've got to be somewhere," announced Zeenat suddenly and got up. "See you both later," she said and walked out.
This left me to face the music. Rehana didn't say anything. She sat up and then stood up. Without a word she walked over to me and reached her hand between my legs. Her fingers wrapped against my stiff cock and she gave it a couple of very deliberate strokes. "Turn you on did it?" she whispered in my ear referring to the massage I had just given Zeenat. She was pissed off with me. I had blown it. I said nothing and Rehana walked out of the sauna leaving me naked and a little cross with myself. Truth is, it did turn me on and I decided there and then that I was going to try and bed Zeenat very soon.
Three days later I was at a loose end. After the sauna disaster, I had decided to keep away for a little while. I didn't hear from Rehana and saw nothing of either of her or Zeenat. I still wanted both of them for different reasons. I hoped Rehana might get in touch to make sure I wasn't with Zeenat but she didn't and I started to think that I had got the jealousy thing all wrong. In all probability, I was guessing about what both women were thinking and was probably only right one tenth of the time. Complicated things these mature women. But very fuckable! So being at a loose end I decided I wanted some sex. I wanted Zeenat but I didn't know how to approach her. In the end I just decided to go right round to hers and try my luck.
DING DONG. "Vikas, what are you doing here?" asked Zeenat when she answered her door.
"You suggested I call round sometime," I answered with my prepared reply.
"That's right! I did." Her voice was a little friendlier.
"Is now a good time?" I asked. I looked her up and down. She had a saree made of that velvety stuff, I'm not even sure what its called but it looked good on her. The blouse was deep neck and showled lot of the fair bobs of her the saree was tied losse looked like it would fall down with less than half a tug. My cock started to swell.
"Of course. Some company would be very nice, come on in." Zeenat led me into the kitchen. Her diary was open and she walked over to it to close it. "Do you keep a diary Vikas?" she asked as she put it on a shelf next to some cookbooks. I explained that I didn't and she started to tell me that she was just writing up the last couple of days and they seemed a little boring. She hoped to have something interesting to write about soon. At this point I realised she was flirting with me and leading me on. I walked up to her. She turned to face me leaning back against the counter. I smiled and she smiled back. This was it. I was alone with her.
"Write about me," I said and pulled the saree of her shoulders and un hooked the blouse hooks from behind. She didn't stop and just stared at me. She flicked her head slightly and lifted her chin. I stared back at her and continued to undo the saree until it was open. I pulled it from the shoulders and the blouse pealed off her. She moved to help me. I lifted it up to reveal a white bra. As it lifted it caught her hair tie at the back and I pulled that out as well. Zeenat's beautiful natural black hair dropped to its shoulder length. Next I was on my knees and I pulled her petticout down leaving her standing in just a pair of white panty. To my surprise, Zeenat pulled these down herself. I was still on my knees and I buried my face in her pussy. My nose made contact first but I soon adjusted so my tongue could start to stroke her lips that were already swollen.
Zeenat put both hands on my head and pulled me into her, opening her legs. This had all been too easy but who cares. I just sucked and licked on her red-hot pussy. It wasn't long before she was lying on the floor of the kitchen and I was undressing too. Then I was on top of her and without any need for a helping hand, my rock hard cock was inside her.
"Oh ohhhhh, fuck me, I need you, fuck me, that's it, fuck me, give me what Rehana gets." She was lost in her own pleasure. I was lost in the feel of her body and the sensation of my cock pumping in and out of her warm wetness. We fucked for at least ten minutes in the missionary position. Her legs moved up above me and then back down to the floor as she adjusted the angle that I entered her. "Keep still," she ordered and then started to buck beneath me in total control. She was sort of riding me from underneath and I just held still until she came. Her moans were soft “oooooooooooooooh vikas you r so big Rehana is so lucky she gets all this lund in her for so many times yessssssssssss ooooooooooooh my god you feel so nice inside my cunt” and lasted several moments. There was no eye contact as she looked into the distance in her own little world. Then I picked up the pace again and fucked her hard. Just before I came, I pulled out and let my cock twitch about 3 inches above her. She stretched her neck to look down across her belly at my cock and we both watched as my cum spurted out and shot all over her. She stared in silence and smiled as my cock twitched its remaining drops. Zeenat sat up and checked out my cum all over her. She rubbed it into her lovely fair skin and we bathed in the afterglow of both our orgasms. I just stared at her, panting for breath. Her nipples were hard.
Zeenat stood up and got a glass from the shelf. She stood with her back to me at the sink, filling it with water and then drinking it. I walked up behind her and put both arms around her. We were still both naked. She offered me a drink from the cup without turning round. Whilst still pressed close against her back, I took the cup and drank. Then we just stood there together, her facing the sink and me behind her. A hand slipped between us and I felt her reaching for my cock. She found it and wrapped her fingers around it. A few little strokes later and I was getting hard again. Zeenat pushed her lovely shaped ass into me forcing me back half a step. This allowed her to step backwards and bend over the sink. Then she guided my cock between her cheeks and beckoned me to fuck her from behind.
This time we fucked for longer; in the same position the whole time, doggy up against the sink. Zeenat again withdrew into her own little world. She gripped the edge of the sink and moved in rhythm with my thrusts. She moaned quite a bit and made noises with every thrust. This just encouraged my fucking even more. We continued for a while. She lowered her hand between her legs to stimulate herself as I kept fucking. My hands alternated between resting on her hips and reaching round to her tits. For some reason I didn't cum and after a while she pulled herself off my thrusting cock and turned round. She dropped to her knees and just stared at my cock. She didn't move to take me in her mouth and I didn't try for a blow job. Instead I just jerked my cock with my own hand. Zeenat knew what was going to happen and it was almost as if she wanted it. After a minute of expert jerking off, I shot my cum all over her face. She closed her eyes but clearly took real pleasure in me doing this. I stepped back all spent and she opened her eyes although one was partially covered in a large drip of cum. After passing her a towel, I watched her wipe her face and stand up. She smiled and reached for her clothes. It was as if she suddenly just realised she was standing naked in her kitchen with the friend of her son.
Zeenat and I both dressed and spent a few minutes chatting about Saneem, who was Zeenat's son. Saneem was an old friend of mine who was now away at university. Then we got onto the subject of Rehana.
Then I remembered my trump card. Both these women had complemented me on my cock; Zeenat in her diary and Rehana just that morning after we had fucked. Here goes nothing I decided and stripped off my towel. I stood up but neither of them even turned to see. Zeenat was laying face down and Rehana was laying face up. Both women were still in their towels.
"I'm sorry I came here today, so I can either leave or offer you a massage for a couple of minutes." I didn't wait for an answer and walked over to Zeenat, perched on the wooden bench next to her and started to massage her shoulders. There was silence. Rehana suddenly started paying attention. Her naked lover was massaging the best friend she was constantly jealous of. This would either backfire big time or develop into a favorable outcome for me.
"Mmmmmm, that feels so good," purred Zeenat without opening her eyes. These were the first friendly words I had heard since I walked in. Touching her skin aroused me and I started to get hard. I was leaning forward so it wasn't obvious but I'm sure it was on their minds. After about five minutes of massaging Zeenat across the shoulders and upper back she stopped me and said, "I never knew you were so good with your hands." Rehana stayed silent. I was sure she was getting annoyed and considering her next words carefully. She wouldn't want to give Zeenat any indication how jealous she was. "I'd love to stay and enjoy more of this but I've got to be somewhere," announced Zeenat suddenly and got up. "See you both later," she said and walked out.
This left me to face the music. Rehana didn't say anything. She sat up and then stood up. Without a word she walked over to me and reached her hand between my legs. Her fingers wrapped against my stiff cock and she gave it a couple of very deliberate strokes. "Turn you on did it?" she whispered in my ear referring to the massage I had just given Zeenat. She was pissed off with me. I had blown it. I said nothing and Rehana walked out of the sauna leaving me naked and a little cross with myself. Truth is, it did turn me on and I decided there and then that I was going to try and bed Zeenat very soon.
Three days later I was at a loose end. After the sauna disaster, I had decided to keep away for a little while. I didn't hear from Rehana and saw nothing of either of her or Zeenat. I still wanted both of them for different reasons. I hoped Rehana might get in touch to make sure I wasn't with Zeenat but she didn't and I started to think that I had got the jealousy thing all wrong. In all probability, I was guessing about what both women were thinking and was probably only right one tenth of the time. Complicated things these mature women. But very fuckable! So being at a loose end I decided I wanted some sex. I wanted Zeenat but I didn't know how to approach her. In the end I just decided to go right round to hers and try my luck.
DING DONG. "Vikas, what are you doing here?" asked Zeenat when she answered her door.
"You suggested I call round sometime," I answered with my prepared reply.
"That's right! I did." Her voice was a little friendlier.
"Is now a good time?" I asked. I looked her up and down. She had a saree made of that velvety stuff, I'm not even sure what its called but it looked good on her. The blouse was deep neck and showled lot of the fair bobs of her the saree was tied losse looked like it would fall down with less than half a tug. My cock started to swell.
"Of course. Some company would be very nice, come on in." Zeenat led me into the kitchen. Her diary was open and she walked over to it to close it. "Do you keep a diary Vikas?" she asked as she put it on a shelf next to some cookbooks. I explained that I didn't and she started to tell me that she was just writing up the last couple of days and they seemed a little boring. She hoped to have something interesting to write about soon. At this point I realised she was flirting with me and leading me on. I walked up to her. She turned to face me leaning back against the counter. I smiled and she smiled back. This was it. I was alone with her.
"Write about me," I said and pulled the saree of her shoulders and un hooked the blouse hooks from behind. She didn't stop and just stared at me. She flicked her head slightly and lifted her chin. I stared back at her and continued to undo the saree until it was open. I pulled it from the shoulders and the blouse pealed off her. She moved to help me. I lifted it up to reveal a white bra. As it lifted it caught her hair tie at the back and I pulled that out as well. Zeenat's beautiful natural black hair dropped to its shoulder length. Next I was on my knees and I pulled her petticout down leaving her standing in just a pair of white panty. To my surprise, Zeenat pulled these down herself. I was still on my knees and I buried my face in her pussy. My nose made contact first but I soon adjusted so my tongue could start to stroke her lips that were already swollen.
Zeenat put both hands on my head and pulled me into her, opening her legs. This had all been too easy but who cares. I just sucked and licked on her red-hot pussy. It wasn't long before she was lying on the floor of the kitchen and I was undressing too. Then I was on top of her and without any need for a helping hand, my rock hard cock was inside her.
"Oh ohhhhh, fuck me, I need you, fuck me, that's it, fuck me, give me what Rehana gets." She was lost in her own pleasure. I was lost in the feel of her body and the sensation of my cock pumping in and out of her warm wetness. We fucked for at least ten minutes in the missionary position. Her legs moved up above me and then back down to the floor as she adjusted the angle that I entered her. "Keep still," she ordered and then started to buck beneath me in total control. She was sort of riding me from underneath and I just held still until she came. Her moans were soft “oooooooooooooooh vikas you r so big Rehana is so lucky she gets all this lund in her for so many times yessssssssssss ooooooooooooh my god you feel so nice inside my cunt” and lasted several moments. There was no eye contact as she looked into the distance in her own little world. Then I picked up the pace again and fucked her hard. Just before I came, I pulled out and let my cock twitch about 3 inches above her. She stretched her neck to look down across her belly at my cock and we both watched as my cum spurted out and shot all over her. She stared in silence and smiled as my cock twitched its remaining drops. Zeenat sat up and checked out my cum all over her. She rubbed it into her lovely fair skin and we bathed in the afterglow of both our orgasms. I just stared at her, panting for breath. Her nipples were hard.
Zeenat stood up and got a glass from the shelf. She stood with her back to me at the sink, filling it with water and then drinking it. I walked up behind her and put both arms around her. We were still both naked. She offered me a drink from the cup without turning round. Whilst still pressed close against her back, I took the cup and drank. Then we just stood there together, her facing the sink and me behind her. A hand slipped between us and I felt her reaching for my cock. She found it and wrapped her fingers around it. A few little strokes later and I was getting hard again. Zeenat pushed her lovely shaped ass into me forcing me back half a step. This allowed her to step backwards and bend over the sink. Then she guided my cock between her cheeks and beckoned me to fuck her from behind.
This time we fucked for longer; in the same position the whole time, doggy up against the sink. Zeenat again withdrew into her own little world. She gripped the edge of the sink and moved in rhythm with my thrusts. She moaned quite a bit and made noises with every thrust. This just encouraged my fucking even more. We continued for a while. She lowered her hand between her legs to stimulate herself as I kept fucking. My hands alternated between resting on her hips and reaching round to her tits. For some reason I didn't cum and after a while she pulled herself off my thrusting cock and turned round. She dropped to her knees and just stared at my cock. She didn't move to take me in her mouth and I didn't try for a blow job. Instead I just jerked my cock with my own hand. Zeenat knew what was going to happen and it was almost as if she wanted it. After a minute of expert jerking off, I shot my cum all over her face. She closed her eyes but clearly took real pleasure in me doing this. I stepped back all spent and she opened her eyes although one was partially covered in a large drip of cum. After passing her a towel, I watched her wipe her face and stand up. She smiled and reached for her clothes. It was as if she suddenly just realised she was standing naked in her kitchen with the friend of her son.
Zeenat and I both dressed and spent a few minutes chatting about Saneem, who was Zeenat's son. Saneem was an old friend of mine who was now away at university. Then we got onto the subject of Rehana.
Zeenat was clearly quite competitive where Rehana was concerned and was asking me about the two of us. She wanted to know how often I went round to her house and what we did. When I told her it was just that morning before badminton she seemed surprised. I wasn't going to give any secrets away even though there weren't that many. It didn't even enter my mind to mention how I'd fucked Rehana the night when her husband was too drunk to perform. Zeenat then started to tell me how Rehana's attitude towards me had changed. According to Zeenat, a year earlier when Rehana and me had our first sexual encounters, Rehana had been quilt ridden and angry with herself. The recent encounters had opened up a new Rehana. Zeenat told me how Rehana seemed to be free from guilt and more interested in exploring her sexuality with me. Zeenat even went as far as to say Rehana seemed a little hooked on me. Zeenat seemed to quite enjoy telling me this. She also said that she could see why Rehana enjoyed me so much.
"You're an excellent fucker I have never had been fucked so well by any one as you fuck me you know how to make a women hot and feel good while and after the fucking !" she complemented me in a joking way that deliberately used a naff phrase. It was meant as playful and flirtatious.
"Thanks, you're not so bad yourself!" I responded. We both smiled. Zeenat was giving me the tilted head looking through the eyelashes look that was both calculated and utterly charming. "Can we do this again some time?" I asked.
"What about Rehana?" Zeenat asked in a teasing way.
"None of her business!" I answered.
"Good!" said Zeenat as she smiled again and gave me a peck on the cheek. I put my arms round her and kissed her fully on the lips. She responded and we kissed fully for a few minutes in some sort of acknowledgment of our agreement to keep things secret from Rehana who was one of Zeenat's closest friends and my married lover. As I kissed her I became aroused again and she soon noticed.
"No way ! No more. Not today." Zeenat broke off our embrace and stepped back in shock that I was ready to go again. "Come back soon but give me time to recover first."
I left her house and went home. The house was empty and I had time to chill out and think things through. I loved to daydream and recent events had more than filled my little brain with plenty of subject matter. Sex with Zeenat had been very different to sex with Rehana. I felt like Zeenat was just using me as a fuck machine -- not that I minded. With Rehana there was a connection between us. It sounds clichéd but it's the only way I can describe it. Zeenat was new and I couldn't wait to call round and explore more ways of making her cum. Rehana on the other hand was like a drug and I was determined to hold onto what we had as long as possible. My mind slipped back to thoughts of Zeenat on the kitchen floor and I soon found my hand inside my trousers rubbing myself. This soon developed into a nice healthy wank. I was really jerking myself nicely when all thoughts of Zeenat faded and I could only think of Rehana. Rehana in the sauna, Rehana on the bed, Rehana by the sink. Rehana's legs, Rehana's tits, Rehana's pussy. Rehana was all I could think as I came. Even after I came I could only think of Rehana.
Clearly Rehana was a hard habit to break as the old song goes. I didn't see her for at least another week.
To be Continued
"You're an excellent fucker I have never had been fucked so well by any one as you fuck me you know how to make a women hot and feel good while and after the fucking !" she complemented me in a joking way that deliberately used a naff phrase. It was meant as playful and flirtatious.
"Thanks, you're not so bad yourself!" I responded. We both smiled. Zeenat was giving me the tilted head looking through the eyelashes look that was both calculated and utterly charming. "Can we do this again some time?" I asked.
"What about Rehana?" Zeenat asked in a teasing way.
"None of her business!" I answered.
"Good!" said Zeenat as she smiled again and gave me a peck on the cheek. I put my arms round her and kissed her fully on the lips. She responded and we kissed fully for a few minutes in some sort of acknowledgment of our agreement to keep things secret from Rehana who was one of Zeenat's closest friends and my married lover. As I kissed her I became aroused again and she soon noticed.
"No way ! No more. Not today." Zeenat broke off our embrace and stepped back in shock that I was ready to go again. "Come back soon but give me time to recover first."
I left her house and went home. The house was empty and I had time to chill out and think things through. I loved to daydream and recent events had more than filled my little brain with plenty of subject matter. Sex with Zeenat had been very different to sex with Rehana. I felt like Zeenat was just using me as a fuck machine -- not that I minded. With Rehana there was a connection between us. It sounds clichéd but it's the only way I can describe it. Zeenat was new and I couldn't wait to call round and explore more ways of making her cum. Rehana on the other hand was like a drug and I was determined to hold onto what we had as long as possible. My mind slipped back to thoughts of Zeenat on the kitchen floor and I soon found my hand inside my trousers rubbing myself. This soon developed into a nice healthy wank. I was really jerking myself nicely when all thoughts of Zeenat faded and I could only think of Rehana. Rehana in the sauna, Rehana on the bed, Rehana by the sink. Rehana's legs, Rehana's tits, Rehana's pussy. Rehana was all I could think as I came. Even after I came I could only think of Rehana.
Clearly Rehana was a hard habit to break as the old song goes. I didn't see her for at least another week.
To be Continued