Haasini still had a marvelous body at the age of thirty-nine. Her long black hair still retained its youthful appearance and her beautiful, big, dark eyes seemed to transmit smoldering warmth that drove men wild. Haasini had a rather unusual body shape. Despite being short in stature she had a beautiful and very shapely bottom that drew many admiring glances whenever she went to the market. She was very proud of her breasts, which were large but not too big. Haasini had been married to Imran for twenty years. He was a highly successful, and very wealthy businessman, who brought all the money into their marriage that allowed them to enjoy a privileged upper middle-class life style. In some ways Haasini was very content with her life but recently Imran had become more and more obsessed with his quest for success and less concerned with giving satisfaction in their marriage bed.
In quiet moments Haasini was the first to admit that he was not a great lover and never really tried or claimed to be another Casanova. He gave her everything money could buy but Haasini longed to be appreciated in bed and like so many couples, their relationship had lost its spark over the years and settled into a safe, predictable routine. Lately he was too exhausted to make love to her more than once or twice a month and then it was over almost as soon as it began and he would roll over and immediately go to sleep. Haasini longed for more sex but her situation and standing demanded fidelity to her husband and for a long time she continued to play the good, conservative and shy Indian wife. Sometimes she masturbated in an attempt to relieve her increasing frustration, rubbing herself frantically through her shilwar but unable to bring herself to the orgasm she desired.
She sighed as she tried to remember the last time she’d had sex with Imran. It had been so long and every day her frustration increased. She was torn between her duty to be faithful to her husband and her own aching need for physical relief. Haasini was careful never to be seen acting in an improper manner but the temptation was strong. A few of her husband’s so called friends had snatched a quick feel of her ass and breasts on several occasions but she had never responded although in her heart it made her feel extremely aroused and sexy to know that other men still wanted to feel her up.
Haasini was uncertain what to do. She was well aware of the danger of giving in to the feelings that she felt. So she decided to talk one of her best friend Neelam. Once she invited her and she promised to reach her house at noon.
Now, waiting for her best friend to arrive. Neelam and Haasini were sipping tea in living room served by the young servant Nadeem. Neelam asked her what was wrong and Haasini told how lonely she was, and how she hadn’t had sex with her husband for months.
It did not help when her friend laughed when Haasini confided in her.
Her friend simply pointed to Nadeem the houseboy as he worked in the kitchen. “What’s that guy for?” she said, lowering her voice. “Is he your father? What can heaven give you that is better than this young guy? Use him Haasini, use him.”
Haasini was shocked and blushed at the suggestion. “What are you saying Neelam? I’m a forty-year old woman, and he’s hardly twenty, just the age of my son. I fancy him more than anyone but how can I be so foolish? The boy is twenty years younger than I am.”
Neelam replied, “Don’t take this the wrong way but it is exciting to have sex with someone besides your husband, especially when your husband doesn’t care about it any more.”
“What in God’s name are you thinking of?”
She leaned a little closer. “Don’t be silly, look at him. Nadeem would really make you happy, a young guy like that could fuck all night. Just imagine the excitement of him exploring and playing with your body.”
“But he has worked here since he was a kid, how I can? He is three years younger than my son.” Haasini demanded.
“I know you are older Haasini, Nadeem is young, and would satisfy you,” her friend whispered.
Haasini laughed to hide her embarrassment. “You always have such a dirty mind. You always think like this. As if it is as easy as that”
“Don’t knock it until you try it” her friend said with a smile.
“You have a young guy like him hanging around, suppose? That young. Have you used him?”
“Yes, I have been having him for a year. I couldn’t hide it Haasini he’s cute. Go for it.”
“Really?” asked Haasini.
“Yes! It’s true and I know it’s going to happen between you and Nadeem. An old fart like you and a young tart like him. It’s bound to happen sooner or later. Just do it soon. An affair with a houseboy is safe. Haasini, he’s cute. Go for it! Nadeem also seems interested in you.” She also told her an affair with the houseboy was both extremely satisfying and completely safe.
Haasini said no, she could never do such a thing, who wants a guy who’s the age of her son? But when her friend was gone she found it increasingly difficult to stop thinking about her suggestion.
Nadeem the nineteen-year-old houseboy was very tall, charming and had an athletic body with a lot of sex appeal. He was dark, but not sinister. He had broad shoulders and perfect and muscular arms. Even more exciting he was very shy by nature.
Once Nadeem had been working in the garden near the window when he heard the sounds of a woman’s moans coming from his master’s bedroom. His heart pounded harder as he got closer to the window. He heard a gasp and a moan from the room. He was now alert. He heard a voice say “Like that honey?” It was Haasini!
“Oh yes, it’s brilliant darling. I can’t believe we’re doing this after such a long time. It’s feels so good. You’re making me so horny.” Another moaned flowed through the window as Nadeem listened. He could hear the sounds of the springs in mattress crying for mercy.
Nadeem climbed up to the window, trying to make sure the noise wasn’t loud enough to alert the occupants in bedroom. He peeked in the open window. His heart made the front of his T-shirt move as he saw the two naked bodies moving on top of bed. Haasini had her legs wrapped around the man’s body. Her face was turned away from him and he strained to see to be sure.
Nadeem couldn’t tell who the man on top of her was, but he watched as the man’s butt pumped like a dog on a bitch in heat. They didn’t care about the noise they were making. Nadeem could feel something strange happening as his cock become erect. He’d never felt it do this before! He could only guess that this was wrong.
Soon they stop and the man, whom he recognized was his master Imran, laid his sweaty body on top of his wife Haasini and she kissed him. Then he rolled off her and almost immediately fell asleep. He saw Haasini as she reached down between her legs and held herself as she hurried to the bathroom.
Nadeem left the window and went to wash his face with cold water. It had a soothing effect and brought some of his senses back. He was just into his teens. It was the first time he had begun to explore the difference between a man and a woman.
The more Haasini began to think about Nadeem the more the idea of seducing him appealed to her. She’d noticed before the way he sometimes stole secret glances at her breasts when he thought she wasn’t looking, and now she began to feel excited every time she looked at him.
Very slowly she began to change her style of clothing. Sometimes she wore more revealing clothes that showed her midriff and cleavage. Often she decided not to wear a bra when she knew she would be with Nadeem and she began to spend more time talking with him. If she knew that he was watching her she deliberately swayed her hips as she walked about the house.
One day she told him that she wanted him to go to the market with her and Nadeem hired a rickshaw. Haasini knew that she looked stunning in her tight black qameez and white shilwar. Her nipples were clearly visible through her tight qameez as Nadeem stepped aside to let her get in first.
Nadeem hired a rickshaw and gave the rickshaw puller the directions.
“Did you lock the door?” Haasini asked as she settled on the rickshaw.
“Yes, Malkan, I’ve locked the door,” Nadeem replied, as he followed her on the rickshaw.
“OK. Come on, then.”
Haasini began to have some very naughty thoughts as soon as she was sitting in the rickshaw beside Nadeem. She deliberately sat as close to him as she could, close enough so their thighs touched with every bump of the road. Remaining silent as the rickshaw trotted along the bumpy road. She kept thinking about what her friend had said.
With every pothole they went over she made sure Nadeem was aware of her supple body close to his. She was pleasantly aware of the way her breasts moved with the motion of the rickshaw and flattered when she realised Nadeem was sneaking looks at them at every opportunity. Haasini felt a strange sensation when she felt his warmth. The road to the market was full of potholes. The rickshaw jerked Haasini violently, throwing her body against Nadeem
With every jerk, Nadeem could feel the supple body of his Malkan colliding against his side. Occasionally, he felt her breasts touching his shoulder. He could feel a cold sweat break out. He was nervous; but he could feel his cock getting hard. He knew it was a sin to think dirty things about his master’s wife, but this day something different was happening. He was sporting a massive hard on. It made him uncomfortable.
Nadeem was grateful when they reached the market. As the rickshaw stopped by a big showroom, Haasini got down and hurried to the shop. Nadeem waited for her outside.
When she finished her shopping, they hired a rickshaw and went back home. On the way back home, Haasini couldn’t stop herself feeling Nadeem’s body. Haasini was so excited She just wanted Nadeem to feel her, drag her into a bedroom and fuck her. She was trying to throw herself on the poor young man. She was enjoying this cat and mouse game. She’d been thinking “Who knows, he might even rape me if I tease him too much. It would have been my fault if he did and I would just have to take it.”
Probably, Haasini was only playing games with Nadeem but she wanted to seduce Nadeem.
After that day, Nadeem found Haasini staring at him a number of times. Every time he turned his gaze and looked in other direction. He spent his days trying to focus on his work. It was hard to do especially as Haasini was around. Her presence kept his cock hard and throbbing in his pants.
Haasini’s sexuality was an irresistible lure for Nadeem. Around other people, he never let it show but he had fantasized about Haasini many times. Nadeem’s eyes always followed Haasini’s plump butt-cheeks as they moved from side to side with each step she took. When Nadeem played with himself, his thoughts were always on Haasini, and he always ended up with a shattering orgasm.
He began dreaming about fucking her, however, he knew that would never happen, and therefore he kept his fantasies as a closely guarded secret. Every time he saw those perky, rounded breasts and that big ass sashaying across the living room he had visions of her bent over her luxurious king size bed gasping for breath and screaming his name while he fucked her silly. He even dreamed of fucking her big ass.
Now that her children were both in college, Haasini spent her time at home during the day watching videos and reading books, and helping Nadeem in household chores. One day he was cooking and while she was instructing him in the recipe, she stood just behind him. She was pressing her firm body against his back, pinning his to the counter. He could felt her breasts against his back. He felt guilty when his cock twitched in anticipation. He wasn’t to blame, he reasoned with himself. That woman was definitely doing wrong with him.
Distracted, he burnt his finger on the hot saucepan and as he jumped to back, he fell heavily against her. He slipped, and she draped her arm over his belly to support him. He turned to her and he could feel her breath on his face, she was so close. Their faces were almost touching. He looked at her with a wicked grin. When he saw she was confused he felt a little embarrassed and immediately made his apology. He didn’t try anything, not even a furtive fondles of her tits. “Was he teasing me?” Haasini wondered. She was confused about his sexual intent. And she was horny. She did a few more chores with Nadeem in kitchen, feeling hot and sweaty in the warmth of the day.
At the door, she turned to give him a quick glance before she walked out of the kitchen to her bedroom. After her bath, she dropped into bed. Thinking about touching of Nadeem made her incredibly horny. She slipped her hand down her shilwar and found her pussy extremely wet. Her fingers made long lines up her vagina lips. Slowly she penetrated her wet, aching pussy. Her finger deep inside her felt good. She was simply dying for a cock, a hard piece of thick meat slicing through her scorching cunt, driving her to the verge of ecstasy.
Unsure what to do, she decided to ask Nadeem to massage her. One of her close friends had had similar encounters and had told her about them, and she had ended up having sex with the young man who was massaging her.
“What am I doing here? Here am I, a married woman, going to seduce a young houseboy. After no sex for nearly a year, now I’m a slut. But it’s so much safer to seduce my own houseboy than go out,” she decided. “Nadeem, come here, you come here,” she shouted. She heard Nadeem put down the dishes. She hadn’t locked the door — she never did.
Nadeem opened the door after knocking but didn’t enter the room and remained standing outside the door. “Yes… Malkan?” he asked nervously. “Come in.”
She was laying on her bed on her side, with her head propped on her elbow and her long hair falling down. He caught a whiff of her perfume. “Yes, Malkan?”
She rolled her eyes and a slow smile crept across her face. “Come in and close the door. Have you have finished the cooking?”
“Yes. What can I do for you, Malkan?”
“Nothing, really. I just wanted to talk.” She pointed to the bed. “Sit down.” She sat up on the edge of the bed. “Nadeem, I am too tired and not feeling well.” “Oh! Should I call the doctor Malkan?”
“There is no need of a doctor. But give me a little massage on my feet, if you’ve no other urgent work.” She was suddenly feeling embarrassed, asking for massage.
He slowly sat on the side of her bed.
“No, come up, you should sit on the bed. It would be easy for you.”
He started slowly, massaging her toes and legs, then his hands moved up, massaging until he reached her knees. They both were silent.
He was not going above her knees, so she told him, “Nadeem, I need you to massage of all my body, continue up to my upper legs.”
Without saying, a word started above her knees. He was working his way up, smoothing. Then he used his hands to slowly pinch and massage her thighs. She could feel the heat in her breasts, and her pussy was getting wet. The thin cotton dress she was wearing seemed to be too flimsy. Nadeem could see the outline of her nipples through the qameez.
Nadeem’s gaze seemed glued to her breasts. The thought that she made him horny made her feel horny as well. It was wonderful. She closed her eyes and let herself enjoy his touch.
Soon he came up to the top of her thighs, and she slowly opened her legs. It felt like the sensations were sending signals from her breasts down to her swelling pussy. The juices began to flow in her pussy, making her feel as though she were about to cum…
Nadeem just couldn’t believe what he was witnessing. His fantasy woman was laying in front of him in a transparent qameez. He could see delicate curves of her breasts and the dark erect nipples. Could she see the bulge in his shilwar? He was so close he was having difficulty resisting the urge to reach out and touch her nipples.
Nadeem shivered with excitement. Being near to Haasini always excited him. Haasini found she enjoyed teasing her young houseboy. “Wow,” she half whispered, looking him up and down. But her heart began to sink. She was not young enough to hold the eye of a twenty-year-old lad. “What, Malkan?” he asked.
“You’re so young. I guess I never noticed how solidly you’re built. Have you been working out?” “Some, but I don’t get much time with housework and all.” She tried to remain indifferent, but her face slowly turned crimson. Her throat went dry. She was breathing hard; she could feel her legs shivering violently. Her mind shouted loudly, warning her to stop, to keep this young man from feasting on her body. But her body argued that she needed the attention of a man. No man in her life apart from her husband had ever touched her bare skin. The thought of Nadeem going to taste her forbidden fruit gave her an erotic rush. Nadeem picked up his head, looked into her eyes and said, “Malkan are you all right? Can I help you with anything?” Haasini’s fantasy faded away. She shook her head. “No I’ll be fine. I was just thinking about something. Thanks for asking.”
Her breasts moved up and down as she spoke. He tried to look other way, but every now and then, he stole a good look at her. He couldn’t take his eyes off her breasts. His cock was raging with lust, and he was afraid that Haasini would notice his bulge. His stiff cock stood straight up. He tried to avoid touching Haasini but couldn’t. His cock brushed her leg. Haasini jumped. Their eyes met as she reached down and wrapped her hand around his cock. “Is that hard-on for me?” It was as if he had been hit by a rock. Nadeem stared at his Malkan, completely stunned. She was directly looking at him. He lowered his head. His eyes locked on her breasts, but he looked back up at her face. She wore a pleasant, self-satisfied smile on her face. “I know you’ve been admiring me for quite some time and I’ve really enjoyed that. I’ve been admiring you for quite some time. You don’t need to be afraid or ashamed, just relax and do what comes naturally,” she said. “Now tell me, how many girls from the neighbors have you been with, Nadeem?”
He looked down again. “No, one, Malkan, I’ve never…” “Oh! You’re a virgin. Well maybe I just need to teach you a few things.” Haasini didn’t know what had come over her. Maybe it was all those years of sexual frustration. “Come on, Nadeem,” she whispered, holding her arms out to him. “Love me!” Seeing him hesitate, she grabbed his hand and pulled him down. He lowered himself over her. She wrapped her arms around his waist, holding him tight against her. Never before had she offered herself to anyone in this manner, not even to her husband. Her breasts pressed to his chest. She could feel her soft breasts flatten against him and her lower stomach pressing into his erection. Looking up at his eyes, she whispered, “Don’t be ashamed, I know you really want this, you need it.” She grasped his cock through the material of his shilwar and began stroking him. His cock was large and thick. She wanted it in her right now. She stroked his throbbing cock harder. Nadeem felt her hot breath over his lips as she kissed him. Their mouths melted softly together, their slippery tongues gliding hotly in and out between their parted lips, while Nadeem passionately ground her steaming pussy against his hardness. “Do you like what we are doing?” she whispered in his ear, gently nibbling at his earlobes.
“Yes!” Nadeem could hardly believe his luck. His entire life, he had been obsessed with the idea of being with Haasini. He fantasized constantly about her. She took Nadeem’s hands and placed them on her twin treasures. At first he hesitated but then his hands cupped her heavy fully laden breasts. He gripped the breasts, briefly feeling the grape-like nipples, he began squeezing them softly, and tweaking Haasini’s hard pricking nipples. As he got bolder, cupping and caressing her bosom, Nadeem leaned forward and ran his tongue along the valley of cleavage between those sexy tits. Her purring told him to keep going so he licked his way closer to her tit through her material. Nadeem moaned loudly in ecstasy and closed his mouth on her breast, through the thin layer of cloth, and bit down on the mound of flesh. “May I see them Malkan?” suddenly he asked her. “Yes! Why not let me show them to you,” she said and she slowly lifted her qameez, pulling it up her chest. What a sight that was when she revealed her fat, large, pink, slightly succulent melons.
His mouth fell open when he saw the sight of his naked Malkan. Those amazing breasts were now completely exposed to him and he stared at those huge pink nipples surrounded by the areola. Nadeem plunged his hands down and reached out to take her large breasts in his hands. So soft, so pliant, so big and so wonderful, he thought as he squeezed the monstrous globes with his palms, surprised that even his big hands couldn’t hold them completely. He took them both in his hands together and squeezing them. “Don’t you like pinching my nipples? Pinch them, harder, harder,” she ordered as he grabbed each one and twisted them a bit in his fingers. “Yes! Yes!” he moaned Like her breasts, her nipples too were quite large. Of a deep pink color, they looked like a couple of bullets, surrounded as they were with the vast areola. He squeezed and pinched them, almost cruelly.
He continued to twist and pinch her nipples for a few minutes. They felt good in his hands as he rubbed them and flicked her erect nipples. “Take them in your mouth.” He bent his head taking her breast in his mouth. He licked her perky nubs of nipples, licking the areola in circles and moving the buds around in his hot mouth cavity his hand found the other proud counterpart and twisted it playfully making her gasp in wonder as flood of sensations raced in her famished body. He started sucking her tit gently as he was rubbing the other one, Haasini’s hand still working his thick cock. As he bathed her tits with his saliva, he focused in on her nipples that stuck out so far. So he took her delicious looking nipples between his eager lips sucking and biting them. Nadeem drew Haasini’s nipple between his lips, and sucked wildly, eagerly, his tongue lapping in wet swirls.
“Ohhhh, Nadeem!” Haasini sobbed softly, her breast swelling inside his mouth.
“Ahhh… don’t stop.” Haasini screamed at the top of her lungs and her hands clutched his hair tightly, trying to push his head deeper in her breasts. “Suck it harder! Oooooh, suck it harder!” Haasini screamed.
Nadeem pulled as much of her breast into his mouth as he could, hungry for it. The wet pull on her tit sent a wild ripple of delight down her body, causing her cunt to suck inward tightly. She squealed in soft sounds, her eyes blazing and slightly unfocused with fiery passion.
Now they were in each other’s arms, breasts flattened against each other and lips clamped together as one.
“Oh Nadeem, this feels so naughty but so good. I really think this is wrong but it is very, very stimulating.”
Haasini noticed that he was rubbing his cock through his shilwar. His bulge was huge.
“Come on, Nadeem, don’t be shy … you need to get over this shame you have been feeling. Your turn to show me what you have, Go ahead don’t be shy.”
He didn’t need to be asked twice. Obediently Nadeem unknotted his shilwar and pulled it down. When he did, his fully erect, rigid hot black cock swung up free like a released arrow. Nadeem had a weapon that was both very long and excessively thick. She looked at his erect cock for the first time with wide eyes.
“Oh Nadeem… What…what a man!” was all she could say as her hands eagerly and tentatively closed over his thick cock.
She shook her head and then looked up his face and she cried out “It’s too big, I wasn’t expecting that!”
She gasped as she wrapped her fingers around the glistening shaft. She ran her fingers through the rough coarse hairy nest at the base his cock and gripped his hardness between her delicate fingers.
She closed her fist about his cock, testing the hardness by squeezing. The head seemed to bulge more, and a clear bead of love dew bubbled from his piss hole. With her fist tight around his cock, she pressed down hard, bringing a moan of delight from him. Holding the base of Nadeem’s cock, she ran her closed lips up and down his long shaft. She began pumping his cock and squeezing it a little extra at the end of each stroke. Her bangles started to jangle and the beat of her hand and the stroking of his cock were the only noise. She could feel his cock throbbing and twitching under her grip. She enjoyed its rigid warm flesh. When Haasini touched it, his cock began to throb so much that it was hard to hold her hand. Haasini could see his precum leaking from the open slit at the tip.
While Nadeem sucked frantically on her tits, Haasini massaged his cock crazily. The bangles she wore made rattling noise when she was stroking his cock. Nadeem could feel the churning inside his balls; he knew that he could begin shooting anytime. However, he continued sucking his madam’s tits waiting for his own orgasm to peak.
Nadeem was young and the excitement of the woman of his dreams, the first woman to touch him sexually and the progress in one short morning had made him ready to burst. He could not control himself and he came suddenly, squirting his juice. “Mmmaa’ ammm.” he hissed as his cock spurted. Jet after jet of ropey cum gushed forth. The first blast was like a shot, which leapt out of his cock. The next several jerks released his sperm in waves over her fist. She continued to stroke his cock, slowly milking it until he quit spurting. His cock spurted jet after jet of hot white cum all over her palm and fingers.
He looked at the mess he had created and felt little ashamed.
She withdrew her hand; streaked with cum showing him her hand and said “Look what you’ve done.” She smiled at him seductively. Her hands were a mess but she enjoyed the release of the young man; it was virile, energetic and wild and it provided her with a sense of conquest.
“Sorry.” he apologized. He didn’t know what else to say. He was totally in love with this woman the first to touch him, and how! He was sure he would soon fuck her.
“No need to apologize. That was just the warm-up anyway.” Then she added “That’s good. Yes. I know you needed this, don’t be embarrassed this is natural.” She found that he knew nothing about sex.
“Now let me clean myself.”
She wiped her hand with some tissue and looked at his now limp cock.
“When will it be ready again?” she said huskily.
“Why?”
“I need it, Nadeem.”
He took his limp cock between his fingers and began stroking it tenderly. “I don’t think it is ready.”
“Let me take it.” and she grabbed for his cock, which was now languishing between his thighs. She took hold of it and began pumping her fist over it to revive it back so that she could now take it in her pussy.
Haasini worked furiously over his cock length. The warmth of her delicious hand had the right effect as she felt his cock slowly began to swell. She was rewarded quickly as in a minute or so his cock swelled to original proportions. Finally, satisfied with her efforts, she left his cock.
“Now you’re ready to fuck me.”
Haasini unknotted her shilwar, slid it to her feet and laid her down on her bed with her elbows propping her up and her legs bent at the knees. His eyes followed her delicate feet up her long silky smooth legs to the wicked curve of her hips. Haasini had wonderful thighs, Smooth, white creamy thighs! Just the way he imagined them. She lies on the bed and spread her legs exposing her delicious pussy. He gasped when she opened her legs and showed him her cunt. She spread her thighs even farther apart, giving him a clear view of her open pussy; she unashamedly exposed herself before his prying eyes. Nadeem looked in total disbelief. He had never expected that his first view of a real naked cunt would be of his madam’s. For a moment, he held his breath relishing the wicked flaunt.
“Have you ever seen a woman naked before?” she asked.
He was frozen with fear and excitement. “N-n-o, no” he stammered out. “No, I’ve never seen one before.”
“You like my cunt, don’t you? Is it beautiful?”
“Yes Malkan, yes. It’s so beautiful … so cute.” he hissed.
“Are you ready?” Haasini asked.
Nadeem simply nodded his head. Haasini looked squarely at the growing rod in his lap and smiled.
“What are you waiting for? Do it now Nadeem.” she whispered. She continued “I can’t stand it any longer. Do me now.”
“How … how do I begin …?”
“Oh! Come between my legs, I will teach you how to begin.” Nadeem eagerly positioned his hips between her wide-open thighs, the bulbous head of his cock probing majestically against her welcoming open pussy lips.
Haasini arched her body, rubbing her horny dripping cunt against the swollen head of his cock.
“Oh, Nadeem.” she moaned, feeling his cock head rubbing against aroused pussy. “Do me, Nadeem please fuck me!”
Nadeem readied himself to impale his cock into the begging pussy. However, before he could move, Haasini reached down between their bellies and impatiently took hold of his raging hardness, guiding the swollen head into the entrance of the hot sucking lips of her scorching pussy.
“Push it, Nadeem.” she asked him.
He was now leaning over her, ready to assume the traditional missionary position. As he did so he couldn’t succeeded and in the chaos, he slipped out of her causing the sexual shock of a sudden emptyness in her. He too gasped as his cock slid along her bare skin and he missed the hot caress of her pulsating flesh.
Urgently and quickly her hand reached between them and she grabbed his convulsing cock once again and guided it back to her waiting, cunt.
Looking straight into his eyes she said “Now gently push your weight forward but Slowly, Nadeem.” she murmured. “Don’t be in such a rush! Don’t cum too fast.” she said. “I want to enjoy this.”
“I can’t help it!”
“You must try! Okay, are you ready now?”
“Yes.”
“Put it in slowly!”
He sank in, now completely leaning over her. This time his cock head slowly entered her warm moist abode. Haasini squealed with delight as the mushroomed head of his cock penetrated her. His cock slipped easily into her cunt. It was hot, slick, tight, and wonderful. He looked in her eyes, bright, happy and radiant with lust.
This was the first time someone other than Imran had put his cock inside her and the feeling was like nothing she had experienced before. His cock felt like a hot rod to her. As he began thrusting, she rolled her head back and moaned gently.
“Ooooh you’re so big, please be gentle with me I’m begging you.” she panted as she felt his cock slide into her.
“Good. Now easy do it, put it in slowly, yes, it’s right, yes that’s it. That feels so good, Nadeem! Yes!
That’s wonderful! Now push it in deeper! Oh, yes!
That’s it! C’mon, deeper. Shove it in, Nadeem as deep as you can. Yes! That’s it! Put it all in! Oh Nadeem! Oh Nadeem yes! You’re a good guy, Nadeem. You’ll make every woman very happy”
Nadeem got the first feel in his life of a hot pussy engulfing his cock head. She was hot, incredibly hot.
Nadeem let his cock buried into his first pussy and enjoyed the rapturous feeling. It was difficult for him to believe that he was actually fucking his first pussy, his Malkan.
He thrust his hips forward, he was buried as deeply into her as he could get. Nadeem began slamming repeatedly into her, banging his pubic bone against hers. His balls were bouncing and touching against her butt. She felt the fire began to spread and she knew she was on the edge.
She had never felt so full in all her life. He fucked her slowly and then gradually picked up the pace as. She adjusted to his size. Soon he was pounding her pussy and bringing her off to multiple orgasms.
Now Haasini closed her eyes and moaned softly, her body jerking gently with his thrusts, her fingers clenching his shoulders. Bent over her on his forearms, Nadeem kept his eyes on her face, captivated by her sensual loveliness. Her lips were parted and her two front teeth glistened. Her cunt, hot, wet and tight, convulsed greedily on his pistoning cock, her hips writhing rhythmically under Nadeem. Her hips started bucking, and the moaning got louder and more frequent. “Oh, Nadeem, don’t stop. That feels so good. Oh …Nadeem, Nadeem!” she helplessly moaned. “You’re making me so happy.”
Haasini began humping wildly beneath him, slamming her juicy cunt up and down over his pistoning hard on. Her hand worked its way into his hair to make sure he didn’t leave her.
The soft delicate folds of her cunt sucked his cock deeper and deeper into her ravenously hungry burrow.
Haasini’s moans were more like grunts as she took Nadeem’s hefty manhood. She had felt his equipment through his shilwar, but she had no idea that he was so well endowed.
Haasini felt so wonderful so she instructed him, don’t move for a minute.” Pleased with himself, Nadeem lay motionless on top of Haasini. It was his first fuck and he wanted to savor every moment of this blissful occasion. He never imagined that he would ever be able to fuck his fantasy woman; but it was happening, and he had lost his virginity with this dream woman.
Above her, the twenty-one year old houseboy groaned thickly and flexed his buttocks taut. His lean hips dipped and his eight-inch erection squelched into her convulsing slit. She gasped and arched steeply under him, clenching his powerful biceps, lifting her hips to meet his in descent.
“Now, fuck me hard, hard as you can.”
Obligingly, Nadeem started banging into her with as much force as he could muster.
“Oh yes, oh yes.” she moaned.
Two more strokes and she were shouting. “Yes.” she murmured. “Fuck me, Nadeem, fuck my cunt. Nadeem shove your cock into my slit, Nadeem fuck me. Ohhh that feels so good Nadeem, come on fuck me harder, yes, that’s it!”
Haasini had an instantaneous orgasm: she had already been on the edge for over an hour now, long before as Nadeem had played her and she played him. Hardly a dozen powerful strokes of her Nadeem’s cock inside her, and she was moaning and bucking her hips up and down.
She pressed her buttocks back at him, urging him to continue, as Nadeem didn’t realize what happened but he could feel lot of wetness and lubrication and also could hear the wet plopping sounds his cock made when he slammed inside her.
He could feel her nipping at his cock with her pussy. He paused for a while as they were face-to-face and she immediately began kissing him again flicking her tongue in and out of his mouth. Haasini wrapped her long legs around his back and pulled his cock to her pussy.
Nadeem started again slow and gentle at first but then she began pulling him in deeper and faster with her hands grabbing at his ass. Her cunt was getting wetter as his cock slid in and out and in and out of her pussy lips as her legs spread wide and pulled up to her chest. She clutched his back with her hands and dragged those finger nails across his back so hard it hurt. He began thrusting harder and deeper as the pain sank in and she started screaming. The bed creaked ominously as they moved and pulled at each other. Haasini was bucking so wildly beneath him, he swiveled his hips, slamming his hard cock into her cunt from every angle. He continued fucking his cock deeper and harder into her sweltering pussy, she wildly arched her hips up to meet his hard thrusts.
She then lifted her legs up over his shoulders, so he pushed her thighs back until they were resting against her chest, in a position which she had never experienced in her twenty year marital life. He was positioned on top of her that he was fucking almost straight down into her cunt. This wild position also gave Nadeem the fullest access, allowing him to fuck even deeper into her cunt. The bed was creaking due to their furious copulation.
She lost count of her orgasms as waves of pleasure went on her often and she shouted. “Ohhh … yes … like that … yes … yes …”
Nadeem picked up speed effortlessly, rocking his hips swiftly up and down, his buttocks flexing, powerfully, his enormous cock plunging and thrusting steeply in and out of her cunt. He pumped into Haasini’s tightness like there was no tomorrow. She hissed in pleasure as he rammed his cock into her flesh. It crushed her gorged clitoris in its back and forth, to and fro passage, mashing her cunt-flesh delightfully. Her body lurched and jerked faster and faster under his thrusts, her breasts jiggling and bouncing, and her gold necklace slithering and tossing. Her head flipped from side to side as she moaned ecstatically. Haasini was moaning, her eyes closed with ecstasy, her face contorted with lust, her head rolling crazily from side to side as she wildly swivel her juicy cunt up and down his fucking hard-on.
“You liked it, Nadeem?” she asked as he plundered her pussy. “Did you like fucking me?”
“Yes Malkan, yes!” he moaned, pumping his cock and out of her delicious pussy. “You’ve got such a delicious body and I was dying for it for years.”
“Tell me didn’t you yearn for me?” she asked.
“You don’t know how I yearned for you.” he answered back with a huge smile on his face.
She laughed out loud. “I’ve wondered when you would get around to me. What took you so long?”
“Because you’re my Malkan and I was afraid of you.” he muttered. He fucked hard and furious. She fucked back.
She twisted and humped up her cunt to try conquering his cock. Quickly she reached under with one hand and ringed his cock with two fingers. The extra sensations and the pulling back of his skin made his cock bulge harder still.
She gasped and bucked eagerly under him, her legs spreading wider, her hips rocking up and down in increasing urgency, her body jerking and lurching in pleasure, her tongue arching erotically across her “I am your bitch, not your Malkan you will take me when and where you want!” she panted and wailed.
“Fuck me Nadeem, make me your whore. Ohhh, yes Nadeem, oh my ohhh yes ohhh yes Nadeem hurry up Nadeem fuck me, You’re a fast learner, Fuck me Nadeem …ohhhhhhhh ohhh yes, ohhh that’s so good shove your cock deep in Nadeem, shove it all in your Malkan’s old cunt, yes. Don’t stop, never stop, and fuck me for ever, deep and harder!”
Nadeem Quickly covered her breasts back with his hands and returned her favor of twisting and squeezing the nipples She held his hands and forced him to knead her harder, more brutally. She wanted to be owned and abused by this man. She wanted to be possessed so hard and deep that she could never be separated from him.
Her hands moved up his arms and she tried to pull him closer. She was now able to reach behind his neck and pulled his head to her breasts.
Nadeem was Kissing down her chest and pulling her nipple up to his mouth. Her nipples were the normal size and absolutely blood red. They were standing almost a half inch tall fully erect. “Bite me.” she whispered between mewing gasps.
“What?”
“Bite my breasts.”
Nadeem sucked in all of her nipple, his tongue toying with it. The teeth tugged and chewed on the nipple. Haasini groaned and clutched at his head. Her other hand snaked behind him and cupped and pulled his ass closer trying to get his cock deeper inside of her. But Nadeem wanted to feast on her breasts. Both his hands were squeezing her hard. The masses of her breasts were clutched in each hand but the nipple and areola was exposed. His mouth flitted from one nipple to another.
When he was at one nipple the other one ached for his attention. An eruption of feelings she had never felt before rushed through her body. She cried out with pleasure. She felt a sensation in her pussy she had never felt before. It caused her to tighten all her muscles. She could all of a sudden feel every bump of Jakes cock. Her nerves seemed super sensitive. Each stroke of his cock sent another wave of pleasure through her pussy. Her legs raised and went around his hips and she tried to pull him in.
He sucked on them and bit them gently pulling on the nipple between his teeth. He did. Gently at first, then harder, he bit her breasts as she asked for. She arched her back making her tits look larger and her stomach flatter. He clutched her breasts and there was a loud slapping and sucking noise as he fucked her as hard as he could. She was now moaning like a whore begging him to fuck her as her teeth clenched and her brow furrowed as she now begged him to let her orgasm.
“Not yet.” he replied.
Haasini had not expected the boy to be so dexterous.
There was something more appealing about the muscle and tone of the body of a young boy who had achieved that from working on the farm. And that boy was Nadeem. The contrast between how he felt, and how her husband felt was so obvious.
The muscle and the strength of the young boy’s arms matched the roughness and calluses on his hands. That roughness brought an electric friction to the caressing of her soft skin.
It was like a flint to match, setting her alight. She felt the furious pounding of his mammoth cock and left herself at his mercy, squealing from the unbelievable joy of getting fucked in a position, which she had never experienced. Her husband was never fond of experimentation and he had never tried variations.
Nadeem had his hands under her ass lifting her off the bed and pulling her into him. The bed was shaking with every thrust. As Haasini locked her legs around Nadeem’s back and her pussy tightened around him, he felt totally at home inside her. He began exploring Haasini’s pussy with his cock, driving slowly but deeper and deeper. They were totally lost in each other.
The room was filled a wild slushy sound, like a perfectly fitting piston moving inside a watery hole.
Haasini had never been so aroused and never felt so wet before. Her free flowing pussy fluid was flowing down her crack towards the bed sheet beneath her ass. She had never had this feeling before their two bodies had merged as one flesh. Nadeem began fucking that sex starved woman with rapid, hard deep strokes. She was screaming with pleasure.
Haasini’s orgasm was violent, her cunt convulsing frantically on his throbbing, swollen penis, her body arching, the breath hissing from her throat in a choking, rattling gasp. He continued ramming his cock into her cunt repeatedly till at last her orgasm ebbed. He slowed gradually, rocking gently in and out of her cunt.
He pushed his cock fully into her pussy, paused, drew out, thrust in again, and yet again, and each thrust drew a shuddering, cracked moan from deep in Haasini’s throat and made her lurch forward.
At last, with a loud, shuddering gasp, he came. The heat erupted from his groin and spewed in thick, hot, sticky endless spurts deep into her pussy channel. She was almost cumming and kept squirming as her orgasm began but he held her firm with his prick deep in her vagina and fucked her frantically as his full load exploded inside her. Her cunt contracted, greedily, milking every drop of spunk from his squirting manhood as her own orgasm shook her body.
Nadeem exploded and climaxed fully, squirting his hot cum inside of her. Haasini came like she never had before and so did he at the same time, cumming buckets full.
Haasini savored the moments as she felt herself come down from the experience. Her pussy could almost feel him inside of it still. Her clit was still throbbing and she knew that her hole was still open, gaping wide, as she felt a little more of his cum dripping out of it and running down onto her ass crack. She wanted to just lie there and relax for a little longer. Haasini had never felt so satisfied, so fulfilled in her life.
Her legs were parted wide around his narrow hips and their genitals were still merged together. They didn’t make any move till their lips meet in a deep kiss.
Slowly, with a soft sigh, Nadeem pulled his cock out of Haasini’s pussy. He slid out of her body; he slowly rolled over on his side. He cupped her breast, squeezing it, nibbled her earlobe, nuzzled the nape of her neck. Their bodies were slippery with sweat.
“That was great darling.”
She took his wet flaccid cock between her fingers and stroked it affectionately. “Malkan loved the way you fucked her. When can we do it again?”
“Whenever you need it.” he smirked.
“Keep it always ready for me.”
She smiled seductively as she stroked his cock. “Whenever no one is around … I’d like it inside me.”
“What if we get caught? What’ll happen?”
“What will happen?” she asked and laughed lightly.
“What if we get caught? My husband will kill you and me, nothing more than that.” Then she added, don’t worry nobody will catch us, we’ll be very careful and we’ll make sure nobody can interrupt us.”
“What do we do now? Can we do it again?” he asked her.
Her eyes were mostly closed when she answered. “No!”
“This is enough for today, you are a young but I am an old and my body is aching from our hard-core lovemaking and your weight on my body, now you should go to your room. You have given me the real fuck of my life so I’ll go to sleep and enjoy it in my dreams now.” She smiled, her eyes still closed. “And you don’t tell anyone you fucked me.”
After Nadeem had left, Haasini just lay there for a while, She became worried but when she calculated days and she was somewhat relieved to find that she should be safe. Then she felt proud of herself. She didn’t feel dirty, or guilty, she felt exhilarated. Here she was, 39 years old and feeling sexy and wanted by a younger boy. She was feeling new sensations she wished she had felt twenty years ago. She was being fulfilled sexually like never before in her life, and she didn’t want it to stop.
That evening Nadeem engaged himself in household chores because he didn’t want to encounter his Malkan after having fucking her just a few hours earlier. Some of the housework did allow him the benefit of keeping his eyes on the task and his head down rather than getting into eye contact and conversation with his Malkan
Haasini was also so circumspect. There was no communication in words or in glances and looks between them and they acted that nothing has been happened.
Later that night Haasini when she lay in bed she thought what she had done. She tried to sleep but the mixture of her infidelity on the one hand, and the sheer ecstasy of the experience on the other hand, kept looming in her mind and she couldn’t sleep. She started to get angry as a married woman, having sex with a young boy is not good and sensible.
She thought about her husband who was sleeping snoring on the bed where she was lay, she felt fear if he ever found out, what would his reaction be? Would he kill Nadeem and her to? Even if her husband never found out, she would always have to live with the knowledge that she’d cheated on him. She never thought that she’d go through with it.
She convinced herself that she shouldn’t worry about having sex with her houseboy because she had needed it and her husband didn’t give her what she needed. And it had been wonderful. She tried to convince herself that her husband would never know if she didn’t tell him. After those considerations she dozed off to sleep.
Next morning she awoke and recalled the events of the previous day. She was a bit ashamed. She never should have acted that way. She was a married woman. She didn’t want to ruin her marriage, and she didn’t want to break up her family.
Nadeem couldn’t sleep all night. He just kept thinking how he fucked his sexy Malkan. He was fucking his Malkan and was wondering would she allow him to fuck her again?
In the morning, he kept his routine as normal. He got up early morning, prepared breakfast and served it to all members of the family, who left after breakfast. So Nadeem and Haasini were left at home alone. He kept himself in kitchen. He was busy in the kitchen washing the cups and plates of breakfast, when he felt a pair of hands grip his shoulders from behind. The scare quickly turned into a pounding heartbeat as he recognized the grip: it was Malkan.
Nadeem did not move. From his position he looked up and behind at her and smiled. But he stayed that way. Malkan placed her hand between his thighs on his cock, which was raising now. That was all it took her to melt him. Her soft hand on his cock.
“I have been waiting for an opportunity.”
“What if we get spotted?”
“No one can see us, be a man.” she replied.
Nadeem turned to face her, hugged his mistress, and pushed his hips out, rubbing the head of his raging erection against her crotch. He pulled her close to him right there in the kitchen, and they attacked each other. They began to kiss deeply as she slowly stroked his cock.
He grabbed her breasts, Haasini giggled, allowing him to thrust his hand inside her qameez and take hold of her luscious breasts. “Take them my hero and be man, but tell me how you became so randy so suddenly?”
“You! Who can else other than you?”
He fondled her breasts then she reviled her breast for him and she sighed when he grabbed the pair and bending down, stuck his face between them. She shivered when his tongue licked her cleavage before sliding over to one erect and rosy nipple. He sucked on the nipples constantly.
As he suckled on her breasts, she fondled his cock, gently stoking it. “The other one, Nadeem, the other breast now Nadeem.” she whimpered and he immediately obliged by stuffing the other breast in his mouth.
“Ah, Nadeem, I need this!” she hardly squeezed his cock.
“Who am I to deny? I am you’re servant.”
“You are my lover not servant!” and she pushed him down on to the bare kitchen tile, and She had been faster at unknotted his cord of his shilwar. He raised himself a bit so she could slide his shilwar off.
His prick was rock hard. She let him lie on the floor. Then she sat on his midsection, on top of his dick. She reached down to grab his cock and guide it to her cunt and slowly sank lower, his cock went smoothly in her already wet pussy. A deep moan escaped from his throat as her pussy engulfed his prick. Slowly at first and then with increased momentum, she began to ride him. Every time he pumped, Nadeem grabbed her hips in his hand and dug his nail in them as if he could not believe she was there fucking him in the kitchen. “You like this, Malkan?” he muttered. “You do like to feel me inside you, don’t you? You like when I screw the living daylights out of you!”
“Yes, I like your fat cock in me, like this!”
“It’s for you, Malkan, only for you!” She bent down and gave one her breast in his mouth; he started sucking on the engorged nipple.
“Yes, Nadeem, suck it harder and bite it too!”
She rocked herself back and forth, drawing him inside and out of her. As the act continued, she began to buck faster and faster till her orgasm came and juices ran down his dick and her thighs. They were fucking like there was no tomorrow. As their climax neared, they both bucked and pushed into each other. They came simultaneously and as their juices mingled, she laid on him to catch her breath. She rolled over and lay exhausted beside him.
Nadeem grabbed a tissue from the kitchen cabinet, cleaned around his cock and around his legs, and wiped her.
They fucked that day in Haasini’s bedroom on her king size bed at noon like animals.
Nadeem is now her secret lover and she is not ashamed of it. They both were opening a whole new world of sex and pleasure that she never knew existed. At the age of twenty-one, handsome and muscular, Nadeem had become an exceptionally fine lover under her teaching.
Nadeem had brought her a whole new way of enjoying sex. Nadeem was a young and inexperienced though Haasini had been married for the last twenty years but she had also known very little about sex.
Haasini always wished she would spend more of her time with her young lover than with her husband. Nadeem was one hot firecracker! Haasini had never imagined that making love to a man would be so pleasurable and so adventurous. They both slept together when her husband was out for business.
The long winter nights were the best time for long erotic sessions, while her husband was away. They never cared about the children as Haasini knew that her children all slept soundly and not even a rocket going off was going to disturb them. But they always tried not to make any noise during the night when they were busy.
Nadeem loved his mistress’s ripe body, the way her breasts jiggled, the way her thighs clenched around his and the way she moaned and whimpered. And he loved her ass more than anything else in the whole world.
Over the next few months, he became more adept in lovemaking, learning to pleasure Haasini with his hand, body and mouth as well as with his massive cock. He would make Haasini beg him to fuck her. Haasini just thought it was his way of keeping things interesting. She found all of it very stimulating.
He was taking her to new heights sexually. She just went along with all of it. Nadeem was totally dominating Haasini in bed, though was still a servant when they were not alone. They fucked all over the house including her children’s bed.
Once Haasini’s mother and sisters had came to stay with her for two weeks so Nadeem and Haasini didn’t find any opportunity to make love. Nadeem as a young man was too frustrated so once, when Haasini came to kitchen to give him some instruction for lunch, while the guests were watching TV, Nadeem grabbed her and wrapped both hands held her at the waist. Haasini grabbed his face and pulled it to hers, kissing him passionately. Nadeem returned her kiss just as aggressively. His hands immediately began roaming her body. First, he reached around and grabbed her ass with both hands. Then leaving one there, he found one of her tits and mashed it in his other hand.
“You seem to have been waiting for an opportunity, you cannot keep quiet when I come to you?” she said with a playful smile.
“Yes, I cannot keep quiet when you come to me.” he replied, both hands held her at the waist.
” In such a full house, what if we get spotted?” She asked.
“No one ever saw us before.” he replied.
“Then we were alone and now we have a lot of guests, we can’t hope to be so bold!” she said. She was, however, so hot she wanted to him to take her right there in kitchen. Still, the fear of being caught made her reconsider. If some guests were to see her, she would be shamed.
“Then tell me what I am to do with It.” he took her hand and placed it on his throbbing cock.
She gripped his cock and it was hard like a bone, she told him “Let me think.” and the said I am going up stair to the store once I went so then you come to me quietly.” she advised him. But then said him “No, doesn’t come quietly, when I went there I would call for help and you’ll come up stair to the store.”
So as planned she left the kitchen and after few minutes she shouted from the store calling Nadeem to help her.
He also shouted from the kitchen. “Yes Malkan coming in a minute.” showing to the guest that he was in no hurry.
He went up to the store and as he entered to store Haasini was stood there, like she was really looking for something in the store, he reached around her from behind and grabbed both of her both breasts and squeezed them hard.
“Don’t waste time we don’t have any, do whatever you have to quickly and quietly, otherwise someone might come looking for me.” she told him while he continued to molest her tits
Nadeem reached down and unknotted the cord of her shilwar which went to her feet as usual she had no panties, he lifted her qameez over her hips. Nadeem pulled at her hips and she backed up a bit. She now stood with her hands on the mattress, which was on a big table, her ass sticking out and her legs spread, like a criminal about to be frisked.
Nadeem discarded his own shilwar quickly and dropped it to his ankles. His hard cock jutted out from his groin hard as ever. He grabbed it and placed it at her dripping hole. He slowly pushed it in until his pelvis reached her ass. Haasini moaned her approval, and Nadeem began to pump it in and out of her .He now lifted her qameez revealing her ass to him.
“Oh Nadeem!” she gasped as he picked up his pace. “You feel so good in me today.”
Thinking about the guests was affecting her. She never imaging that she would be fuck in store while guest were sitting in living room. “Oh yes, Fuck me harder!” she demanded. She couldn’t believe she was doing this. She was no prude, but here she was standing and in her store with some man’s cock buried in her horny pussy, telling him to fuck her harder.
The situation was very stimulating. Just under them the guests were watching TV and Haasini’s houseboy was fucking her from behind while she was whispering and demanding “Fuck me, Fuck me hard. Make me cum!”
Nadeem grunted and pulled back to thrust again. The bangles on her hands jangled as he fucked her. She was wearing a full hand and she wished she hadn’t. She actually added to the noise with a series of grunts as Nadeem changed his pace.
Nadeem had started rapidly sliding in and out of her cunt. His hands slowly slid up her waist, up the sides of her chest and gripped her breasts. He squeezed her breasts and teased her nipples.
“Yes Nadeem! Yes, maul them and ride me like this. How I missed this!” she hissed through clenched teeth. She shook her head from side to side as indescribable pleasure emanated from her breasts and as the occasional lunge from the cock touched a pleasure zone inside her pussy.
She could feel the orgasm building. Nadeem’s pace was fast and furious by now. He had hold of her hips and was pounding her pussy. Haasini bit her lip as the orgasm reached her brain, so as not to scream from the pleasure. Waves of euphoria washed over her as Nadeem continued his assault on her dripping cunt.
When her orgasm had subsided, she begged Nadeem to finish. Nadeem fucked her like an animal. He couldn’t control himself anymore and it took him just a few fast strokes to reach his own explosive climax.
They came down as soon as they finished cleaning up and they acted as if nothing had happened, just a houseboy helping his Malkan find something in the store.
Ever since Haasini began fucking her young houseboy, she had become a cock hungry whore. They fucked all the time. If there were eight days in a week, they would fuck on all eight days. They fucked in the mornings on the kitchen they fucked in the afternoons in her king sized bed and they fucked, whenever she got the chance, at night in his room on his small bed. Initially, they were overly careful, screwing only when no one was at home, but then she became somewhat daring, and they occasionally began enjoying their carnal relationship even when someone was at home though such occasions were very rare.
Now her lover Nadeem was not a learner anymore but had become an expert as they tried and enjoyed every possible position.
Nadeem expressed a wish to fuck her butt. First, she refused but his demand became more forceful day by day. As an Indian conservative she’d never thought about having anal sex before, though she had heard about that, and she knew some women let their husbands and lovers to do it.
Haasini loved Nadeem and she couldn’t see him sad. She also wanted it once in her life. She’d finally decided to do it. That’s right. She finally gave in and told him she would let him have her ass. It wasn’t a quick decision. For months, he was demanding to fuck her ass. He was playing with her ass. He used his finger inside in her ass. As the time passed, his demanding for her ass grew. She loved him, as he was the only one who gave her pleasure of sex and he gave her new life so she knew what it all led up to. She knew that one day she’d have to give in and let him go all the way.
His hands were roaming over her body, Haasini ran her fingers through his hair and announced it to him by saying “Nadeem you are going to take my back side.” Haasini was so nervous when she told him, but she knew the anticipation had to be killing him,
Haasini instructed him to use the specifically purchased petroleum jelly on the nightstand, as she bent over, presenting him her lovely ass high in the air. Nadeem lubricated his finger in his saliva and slowly inserted it in her anus. Haasini tightened her sphincter as he tried to push his finger into her. His other hand was at her clit, which grew now like a tiny penis due to Nadeem’s constant attention.
Haasini’s sphincter finally relaxed and opened to accept Nadeem’s finger. He penetrated her and slowly finger fucked her. As her anus got used to the intrusion, he pushed more and finally the whole finger was in her rectum and the palm of his hand pressed against her buttocks.
After some time Nadeem pulled out his finger and pressed his lips onto her bottom, his tongue replacing his finger, pushing into her. The contact was electrifying for Haasini. Haasini bit her lips and it happened. Nadeem felt her sphincter tightened and grasp his tongue, as she felt a strange and sensual pleasure.
Nadeem grabbed the bottle of lube from the nightstand opened it and liberally applied the petroleum jelly to his cock, to his fingers and inside her ass, coating it with the jelly to ease his entry.
“Malkan shall I insert my cock In here…” as his finger inserted itself into her vagina “…or in here?” he asked as his finger moved down to rub against her anus.
“You can put your big cock wherever you wish, but please don’t hurt me.” she pleaded.
He rubbed the tip of his cock against her asshole before pushing against it. As she felt him enter she thought with a thrill that this was her first ever anal experience.
Nadeem was not sure if she could take him and he was afraid of hurting her. He eased the head inside her without much trouble. For Haasini, the pain was excruciating, nothing like when he had his finger inside her. She cried out, begging him to stop. And immediately he complied, afraid of what he’d done, until she asked him just to stay there with the bulbous head of his cock inside.
After some time she relaxed and asked him to continue. He started and with each successive thrust, the cock head slipped a little further in, until finally he had come to rest on his madam’s sexy broad ass. After few slow thrusts, he left her hips, placed his hands on her shoulder, thrust his cock deep into her, and held it there.
She moaned at the sense of fullness as he slid further into her. Haasini rocked backward, pushing him all the way inside her, and he moaned as her tight ass fully enveloped him. He moved slowly at first, sliding almost all the way out before pushing back inside her ass. His hands slowly slid up her waist, up the sides of her chest. He grabbed her hanging breasts and started massaging them and pinching her nipples.
“Oh, Nadeem! Maul my breasts and ride me like this. How I missed you!” she hissed through clenched teeth. She shook her head from side to side as indescribable pleasure emanated from her breasts. Her face now buried in the pillow. He could not control himself at the incredible tightness of her anal muscles gripping him. It was immensely satisfying for Nadeem to take his Malkan from behind.
Haasini was trying to keep pace with Nadeem behind her who was sliding his cock with his renewed vigor; she was bouncing her large buttocks back and forth, impaling herself on his huge cock.
Nadeem shuddered in ecstasy as spurts after spurts of his sperm ejaculated inside Haasini’s rectum. The thick liquids formed a balm for Haasini’s ravaged anus as he coated her. Her sphincter relaxed and at that instant, Nadeem penetrated her deeper. Haasini could only gasp as she felt her bottom filled with his hardened penis.
Nadeem never felt such complete sexual satisfaction before as he slowly fucked his madam’s anus, although he had completely spent himself inside her. He felt as though his cock had grown in size and firmness. He fucked her gently, making sloshing sounds as her rectum grew wet and slippery.
Finally, Nadeem pulled out and he could see her gaping hole. His ejaculate ran out of her anus onto her cunt and down onto bed.
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