Betrayal or Revenge

I dialed and Shahid picked the phone up, just after hello, I said, \Shahid, This is Sahera, do you know me,\ I asked in naughty tone.

\Today is not the Day of Judgment, that I\'ll deny you, tell me how you call this worthless man,\ Shahid replied in the same tone.

\Shahid, I need to talk to you.\ I said in very soft voice.

\Sure,\ he said. \I am here to hear you.\

\Not on the phone. It\'s too public. Somewhere private.\

\As you wish.\

\I want to meet with you to discuss some personal problem. Would you like to come to our home?\

\Why not? I will be available when you ask,\ he replied.

\ Can you meet me on coming Sunday morning at 10 o\'clock?\

\Where?\ he asked.

\At my house,\ I answered.

\I will be there at 10 o\'clock,\ he told me.

Shahid was deferent type of man. He was best friend of my husband Akhtar. Shahid and Akhtar are the same age, as they\'d been childhood friends. I saw Shahid for the first time just after my marriage. Well, at that time I never thought of having any sexual interaction with him. We met so frequently and always felt so comfortable with each other. I\'d always found Shahid very polite and obedient, in a faithful-friendship way. Due to his long and very good friendship with my husband, we used to see each other frequently, and I used to talk to him a lot too.

Don\'t get me wrong if I praise myself, I\'m an extremely beautiful as all the people around me say about me. Now after my marriage, 16 years had not taken away anything from me. I had thickened around the body but was not fat. The same time, my breasts have grown considerably since my marriage time. I was still as beautiful as before, but let me say that I was even more attractive than at the time of my marriage, and that I was now at the peak of my beauty. I was very health conscious and followed a healthy regimen of diet and exercise. This kept my body fit and youthful, and I looked ten years younger than I was. I looked young for my age, particularly because of very smooth and wrinkle free glowing skin. A mother of three children, with the body of 22 years old, I could make any man blood boil. I was tall and slim. My slender waist abruptly comes to an end where it meets my hips. I had a very pretty face with flashing large black eyes, long eyelashes, and a finely shaped nose that made my look majestic. My angelic face looked so innocent, but my best assets are a great set of ample breasts, Let me tell you about my tits, full, firm, perky, natural, a flat and firm belly, and flared and wide hips on a narrow waist. I had creamy, white, blemish less, very smooth skin. My black silky straight hair fell just down to my hips. I was the best stimulation for any man. Men and women alike stared at me whenever I went out. I felt myself very lucky.

The next morning he came to meet me. The doorbell rang. I walked at the front door. When I took peek through the peephole and as I was expected Shahid was Standing in the outside my house. I unlocked the door and let him in, locking it again behind us and leaving the keys in the lock. As I was waiting for him so I received him so warmly.

I was wearing a casual dress, white tight qameez (long traditional shirt) with black color shilwar (baggy trousers) of Chinese silk material. I wore really very tight and revealing clothes that accentuated all of my amazing assets to their best advantage. When he saw me, he noticed that my qameez was too tight as well, offering a peek of my belly button, and the upper cut of the qameez on the neck was so wide that one could see my gap between my tits. I\'ve always loved to make my breasts the center of attention. Due my flimsy fabric he could see my bra, I wore a black bra, so my breasts looked more prominent against a black background. My wavy black long hair fell at my back well down to my broader hips.

He was immediately captivated by my looks. There had always been an attraction and a lot of flirting between us so he jokingly asked, \Whom are you going to kill today?\

\What do you mean?\

\If any weak-hearted person sees you like this, he is going to die of a heart attack,\ he replied.

\Are you weak-hearted?\ I laughed but seemed radiant as he looked at me.

\I was not, but after looking at you, I think now I am. It\'s been a long time, and you\'re just as gorgeous as ever.\ he said.

\Thank you, Shahid, I\'m,\ I replied.

\Oh, I know you\'re, But tell me, where is Akhtar and children?\ he asked.

\ Akhtar is away on business and children have gone to meet my mother. You have to talk to me today. Please sit in the drawing room. I will get you a cup of tea.\

\Sure, that would be great,\ he replied.

I walked towards the kitchen, and soon returned with a tray of tea, I sat just opposite him on the sofa, and poured him and myself each a cup of tea. We chatted for a few minutes about the weather, children and other mundane issues while sipping tea. I noted that he couldn\'t keep his eyes off my boobs, he asked me, \You were going to discuss with me some your problems?\

\Yes, Shahid, there is something I want to tell you,\ I said.

\Sahera, feel free to speak anything,\ he said.

\Well, umm. I don\'t know how to tell you. It\'s kind of very personal,\ I said in a hesitant manner.

\Don\'t worry, Sahera. Tell me all,\ he said in an assuring manner.

\Shahid! I want to discuss with you some important issues. This is very secret, and I don\'t want to take any unnecessary risk. I had to find someone trustworthy,\ I said.

\What, Sahera? Come on tell me. I can help you if you tell me all,\ he said in his usual soothing voice. \I am ready to listen to it, but first tell me: Why is it only I whom you want to tell?\ he asked.

\I know whom to trust with keeping this fling a secret and whom to not.\ I then hesitatingly told him, \You obviously have been nice to me. I trust you; you are the only one whom I trust, but I wanted to wait for the right time.\

He looked surprised at first and then asked me, \Sahera, you are sounding quite mysterious. \I am confused about it. What has happened?\

\Yes, I know I must tell you. I have to tell you even though the consequences to me would be bad. But I will risk it, for if I do not I may burst. Give me some time to get my thoughts into proper order.\ I said.

\As much as you want, but you are frightening me.\ He replied.

\I guess you won\'t want this back,\ I said with a wan smile. \I\'m sorry, Shahid, to put you through this; my situation just got too much for me.\ I put my face in my hands and started to weep. I said.

Embarrassed and unsure what to do, Shahid mumbled \please, don\'t do, I am here to listen if you tell me what is wrong\.

\Drink your tea,\ He said handing me the mug of my tea Silence followed as I sipped her tea and stared now at the wall.

\Well, if you don\'t tell me, I will not know what is wrong or how I can help you\ Shahid said softly to me.

\I\'ve always tried my best to share with friends\' personal problems, don\'t hesitate tell me everything, is there anything I can help you with?\ he replied.

I looked at Shahid and smiled weakly saying softly \Thank you. I knew you had been there for us when we needed someone, and had taken care of us like nobody else ever had or would again. \ I tried to get my composure, and then I told him, \I am coming straight to the point: Akhtar has cheated me, your friend, is having an affair with somebody out there, \ I said and started sobbing again.

\What do you mean\? He asked.

\I thought our marriage was bullet proof, we had the same up and downs as any marriage, but never anything major. I thought him a nice man. I didn\'t think of him as one who jumps into bed with other women, but he has. \ I broke off in mid-sentence, blushing a deep red.

\Do you know these women he meets?\ he asked.

\I know them both. One is the wife of my brother, and the other is Akhtar\'s sister-in-law, the wife of his younger brother.\ my voice was now so soft that it was hardly audible. I could felt my ears warm as I and also saw his face changed with surprise as I reluctantly told him the story.

He just sat there for a minute like a dumb ass, not really knowing what to say. After a moment he asked me, \How do you say this so confidently? \

\I am sure, He becomes excited about meet and talking with them, and they speak for long hours on the phone when I am out of the house,\ I told.

\Because only you\'re feeling of certainty is not sufficient.\

\Why?\ I asked.

\You seem to have no doubt at all, but it is a very serious matter, especially about Akhtar\'s sister-in-law. What would people say if they came to know you said this?\ he questioned.

\But I do not want to tell people, it cut me up inside to realise that he loved someone else and not me anymore. I had caught him many times and even warned him of giving him divorce. But he was so involved that he didn\'t pay attention to me. I couldn\'t leave him as he has father my children.\ I replied.

\You are speaking as if you were an eyewitness to their lovemaking. What makes you suspect that they are having an affair?\ Shahid again questioned.

\Ok! Listen to me. I am going to tell you of one incident. Once I came home, and let myself in by the side door. The door of my room was ajar, and through the gap I had a clear view of the living room sofa. I froze at the door, my eyes widening, my mind numbing, my heart hammering wildly, a sickening hollow wrenching in the pit of my stomach.

Salmaa, Irfan\'s sister-in-law, was leaning on the sofa, fully clothed of course, and looking up at Akhtar. He was holding the back of the sofa and leaning forward stiffly. He was doing just that, but every time his face came close to Salmaa\'s he touched her lips with his lips. There was passion in the kiss, and Salmaa was pouting her lips too. Salmaa \'s hands were on Akhtar\'s shoulder, as though she were supporting him partly. From time to time Akhtar changed his posture and removed one hand from the sofa and placed it on her breast; she always pushed it away. I watched for a while, and then silently I withdrew the way I had come. I closed the door, came round to the front, noisily opened the grill gate, and rang the bell. Akhtar opened the door. There was not the slightest sniff of guilt in either of them. If I had not seen them with my own eyes I would not have had the faintest suspicion of any wrongdoing.\ I told him the whole I saw.

Shahid listened to this with a calm reassuring expression on his face. And then asked, \What did you do?\ Shahid asked.

\ Just nothing. I pretended as if I knew nothing.\ I replied.

\You did not confront Akhtar.\ Shahid asked.

\No, nor do I have any friends with whom I can discuss a matter of this delicacy. I thought and thought of what I should do and finally, in desperation, I have decided to discuss it with you.\ I said.

\But all these things are not proof.\ Shahid said.

\No, but I have proof. Would you like to hear it?\ I made him surprised once again.

\Absolutely!\ He demanded it before taking any initiative.

I got up, left, and come back with an audiocassette recorder in my hand. I sat and played it. There were very objectionable conversations between Akhtar and Salmaa and my sister in law.

\These are voices of his and my brother\'s wives,\ I said. \Often I saw him in suspicious conversation with both of them. I did not mind him talking to them, but their body language did not indicate a casual conversation. But to confront them would have been awkward. If it were not true, I would appear small in my eyes. So I taped all these conversations,\ I explained.

\But your husband likes you.\ He suggested.

\I don\'t know. He acts as if he likes me, but if he likes me, then why he does he meet with other women? I am not so sure he likes me.\ I replied.

\Why didn\'t ask him?\ Shahid proposed.

\Do you think he will admit?\ I asked.

\And this tape?\ he asked.

\This is secret. If he comes to know, you know he will divorce me.\

he paused for a while and then hesitatingly asked then me, \And relations between you and Akhtar?\ I became uncomfortable hearing that with embarrassment, it was hard for me to verbal reply to this question but shook my head in negative and bit my lip. My face became blush with shyness, and I didn\'t look up and face him even a moment.

\I just cannot understand your.\ he gave me a questioning look.

I was too shy to declare relation between my husband and me in front of Shahid; I looked down the floor and said very slowly, \Why can\'t you? He had stopped having relations with me.\ And I burst into tears, which I felt rolled down my cheeks. \We have not had any marital relations for the last year, he finds excuses not to have love - at least not with me. Sometime it is a headache, sometime he tired, and often he went to bed way before I\'m ready, Etc., etc. And he always finds fault in something I\'d done, or not done.\ I buried my face in my hands, sobbing uncontrollably.

As I expected him to be shocked, and he was, Needless to say, he became stunned. When I told him the whole story, he was bewildered and didn\'t know what to say. I put my face in my hands and started to weep. My tears were still coursing hot down on my face.

He quickly pulled a clean handkerchief from his pocket and reached forward to wipe away the tears still streaking my cheeks, I didn\'t flinch but closed my eyes and lifted my face to his touch.

\Don\'t cry anymore like that,\ he whispered. Akhtar obviously has problems caring about other people\'s feelings. He sounds very selfish to me,\ he commented and gently sliding his hand into my hair to cup the back of my head.

I finally calmed, wiped away the last few tears, and blew my nose several times into the handkerchief. He thought for a moment and said, \That\'s very bad. I didn\'t know that it had gotten so much worse, it will be okay.\ he yelled, \I just can\'t believe he lost interest in you! This is very bad. In any case, he shouldn\'t act like this with you. I will talk with Akhtar! \

\Shahid, he will be quite angry. There will be trouble for me if you ever say a word about this. Understand?\ I told him.

\No! Let me talk to him. This is a serious problem. What is the harm in trying one more time?\ he said.

\Please, please don\'t do this. You know him. He is not that type of man. He will divorce me in a minute,\ I said.

\I\'m feeling quite sorry for you, but I don\'t know what I should do. What can I say? Anyhow, we will try, \he said. Thinking for a moment and finally got up, came to me, put his hands on my shoulders, and told me not to worry. \I will try my best, and everything will become right soon.\

\You\'ve always been very kind to me,\ I murmured.

\Bhabi, please don\'t say that. You\'re my best friend\'s wife. It\'s my duty to help you.\

I said, \I wish there was some way I could thank you. I had lost hope that I would ever get to tell this secret to you.\ I was weeping and sobbing copiously, and tears flowed down from my eyes. My eyes became red and swollen due to my weeping.

\Don\'t weep, Sahera. There is no use weeping,\ he said.

\I cannot get over it - I just can\'t.\ I sobbed more, and he held me light and consoled me. This was innocent enough that I didn\'t protest.

He just sat close next to me, we unconsciously held our hands this time he put his arms around my waist. I moved into his arms and rested my head on his shoulder. We sat this way for a time as I poured out my heart to him. I was weeping and sobbing now loudly. He tried to console me and held my palm in his vise grip, I didn\'t object; rather, I held his hand too. He drew me into a tight embrace as I felt my sumptuous breasts crushed beneath his chest as I yielded to him. I ease into his arms as he wrapped them around me, and I snuggled into him. He stroked my petite shoulder as I snuggled closer, letting him inhale his exotic, feminine scent. He held me and slowly began to caress my back. This didn\'t calm me down and I just kept on sobbing.

He was massaging my shoulder, trying to comfort me. I responded by hugging him tightly and sobbing onto his chest. Just sat there holding me in his arms, softly telling me that everything would be all right.

I was now leaning my head on his shoulder. After a while I became very quiet, it\'s looked that I had gone to sleep then I lifted my head and looked at him. I blushed as he looked back to me with a look of invitation, there was mix expression of love, boldness, and seduction in his eyes, so I lowered my gaze. The fact that he was watching me aroused me. My earlobes were heating. I was breathing slowly and deeply, he could see the rise and fall of my full breasts down the low neck of my dress. He could feel my breath on his neck.

The desire for him coursed through me but I knew enough to control it, holding on to it, letting it build inside both of us. Suddenly his hand reached out to me, touching my hair. His hand snaked behind my neck. I imagine burying his rising cock between my smooth thighs.

\Oh.Shahid,\ I murmured as my hands wrapped around his neck, caressing his hair. He squeezed me close to him so my chest was pressed against him. Now I could feel my soft breasts against his chest. I stiffened in sudden recognition, but didn\'t speak. He pretended not to notice. I felt damn good there, and he could have stay in his arms for hours.

\Sahera, all I can say is your husband\'s an idiot,\ he said. \ He doesn\'t know what he\'s ignoring.\

\He doesn\'t think like you, he doesn\'t treat me like a woman\ I said.

\Come on, he is stupid, any fool who cheat you isn\'t worth a single tear of yours my dear. Damn him and move on,\ he added, putting a bit more passion into his words then he had intended, patting my back and putting his arm around my shoulder, hugging her to him. He was comforting me. \You\'re such a good woman,\ he said. He squeezed me a little more. I looked into his eyes, and then he looked into me, he sat there motionless, hoping something would happen. When he I saw I wasn\'t going to freak out. He leaned in close to me and his face approached me very slowly. He kissed me so softly on the cheek on the once that I could hardly feel his velvety touch. I felt my hear beating high like a drum and I whispered into his ear \Shahid, please don\'t.\ he didn\'t withdraw. He tried again, and again I stiffened. His movements were having the desired effect. My cheeks were becoming more sensitive to his touch and wanted to be held.

He became bolder and was soon able to nibble my ear and then he kissed me on all parts of me face: cheeks, nose, and eyes. I didn\'t try to withdraw or showed any signs of dislike, and that was the signal for him to proceed. So he planted his lips on my lips, and gave me another kiss. But this one wasn\'t quick. It started out on the lips, and then slowly my mouth opened and his tongue snaked out and began licking my lips. He pressed his lips to me, and I responded with more urgency than he hadn\'t imagined. After a full minute of contact, I gently parted my lips and my eyes began to close as I tilted my head back in anticipation. His tongue crawled inside, licking my tongue, my teeth, the roof of my mouth, and he was starting to suck on my delicious tongue, and I was moaning. My arms went around him and I clutched him to me.

He kissed me in a manner I had never experienced before, I responded to his kiss with equal warmth. I thrust my tongue into his mouth. I sucked on his tongue for a while and then he pushed my mouth until it felt as though it were down my throat. He was acting like a hungry man, a man who hadn\'t had any in awhile, which amused me. Oh, how warm and wet his mouth felt.how sweet the taste of his lips and tongue! A fire rushed through my body. When we came up for air he said, \I\'d never thought our meeting would get this intimate.\ and moved up to his face, seeing my eyes. Looking him I closed my eyes tight so he kissed my eyelids, and I opened them, smiling at him. I moved my head up and he bent, taking his lips between my lips as I kissed him passionately. I felt his lips part as my tongue filled the space in between.

\Shahid, we don\'t have to do this,\ I said when we broke our embrace after a few moments of this oral intercourse, \I mean, I\'m lonely, but I don\'t want any sympathy.\ I was flushed and a little confused.

\Sympathy\'s got nothing to do with it,\ he said. \Sahera, it doesn\'t mean I wouldn\'t have thought it,\ he said with a chuckle. \Believe me like you ever since I met you, and I\'ve finally got a chance. I\'m not passing it up.\

\You\'ve had the hots for me?\ I asked. \Come on, Shahid, look at me. I\'m an old fat woman.\ I was really not fat but only had thickened around the body but was not fat.

\An old woman with a nice face, and fantastic figures\ he said, running his hands over my breasts. \ First of all, who says you\'re fat, you\'re not fat, your age makes you look sexy, you\'ve very good-looking and you\'re one of the nicest women I know, and who told you I\'m a young stud, I think I\'m elder then you probably teen or eight years.\ he took my hand in his hand and placed it on his heart, \you can ask from my heart, Sahera,\ he said in very romantic voice.

Without giving me time to sort out my feelings, he swept me into his arms. We hugged again and he began to touch me with the tips of his fingers, running his hands over my body, reaching down, taking my hand, and putting it up to his lips. He kissed my hand. Slowly working his way to my middle finger, he slid it into his mouth and began to softly suck my finger. My body began to shiver and I closed my eyes, he was slowly rubbing up and down my back; my tits were smashed up against him. His hands reached to my ass, and he gives it a quick squeeze. His hands were roaming all over my back and ass while we were still in our embrace and kissing wildly. His weight against me slowly forced my back against the arm of the couch. We lay like this for ages; his body half covering mine. Our lips continuing our embrace while our hands caressed and explored each other\'s body. His prick started to twitch, and suddenly I felt bad and uncomfortable, as I thought I was breaking owe of my marriage. I went in deep thought for some time, I was thinking about my husband, what is would deference between him and me if I do all these, and what would happen if he ever knew that we had done like this. How I would face my him if I did this?\

\Anything wrong? Are you feeling comfortable?\ he ran his fingers through my hair and whispered, waking me up from my dreams.

So I said \Shahid, we had better get out of this situation before anything happened. We are breaking our owes,\

\Don\'t say like this now when we are all over each other, kissing wildly, our hands caressing each other\'s bodies. You\'ve offered me, your body on a platter, and I \'d be damned if I went to pass it up. You may sure no man could resist your advances, I\'m not a fool, Sahera, a woman like you in my arms, one had only dreamed about.\

\But, I\'m worried about my husband, what would happen if he ever knew that we had done like this. How I would face my husband?\

\ I couldn\'t take it any more then. You\'re not longer my friend\'s wife but a woman a pretty and sexy woman next to me. I would have been crazy to stop! I\'m neither crazy nor stupid! You\'re the prettiest and hottest woman on earth, so what did it matter that you\'re my friend\'s wife? I don\'t care who you\'re and whom your husband has, but the main thing is that I\'m going to make love with a pretty woman like you, Sahera.\

We looked each other in the eyes. His eyes were full of lust, and his tongue rolling around my lips.

I tried not to blush as I smiled back sheepishly.

I let go of him and he nudged his head into my breasts, both of them almost ready to jump out of my qameez to be touched and caressed by Shahid. Once again he was all over me, kissing me deeply and working his hands over my body. He adjusted to make room between our bodies and moved his hand to touch my breasts and I let him feel my breasts. He started to massage my breast. I could feel my nipple harden while he was caressing it. My nipples were now in full extension. Finally he moved his hand to comfortably cup my entire breast. I moaned as he kneaded the soft tissue through my dress. He moved his other hand across my ass.

He put his hands on my back and snuggled and rubbed his face into them. His cock was already swollen to bursting point and I could really feel his cock on my midriff. He then pulled me back and pleaded with me to please let him see my breasts. \I want to see your breast, Sahera.\

I just nodded, not speaking.

\I want to see.\

I just tilted my head to side, nodded my head in agreement, as if saying, \Ok.\

He put his hands on my hips and slid up those roller coaster curves, edging his fingers under bottom of my qameez. His hands moved back to the edge of the desk.

As he pushed the flap of my thin qameez higher and higher his finger slid onto my bare soft skin. Touching the underside of my bra, he kept pushing the qameez upwards. He pulled it over my shoulders and I let my arms down long enough for it to drop to the floor.

There I was wearing a lacy black bra with a back release, which was unable to contain my milky white breasts and formed a four-inch-long running cleavage. He again felt them from above the bra and started salivating. He tried to push his fingers inside the bra from below to pull the bra up to free the breasts, but the bra was tight fitting, and he did not succeed.

I ended his misery by unhooking the bra from behind and removing the straps from my shoulders. When I took my hands away, the bra fell to the floor. My breasts sprang free from their confines and wobbled against each other before settling on my chest. He blinked his eyes and looked at my mounds. It seemed that the sight of my breasts mesmerized him. As if he were hypnotized, his mouth looked hung open for a few seconds, and his eyes were glued to my chest. He wondered that I had such awesome ripe breasts with just a slight natural amount of sag to enhance their beauty after birth of three children. My breasts were young looking and pert. I have the beautiful boobs as I\'ve always heard from the peoples about.

Not too big, not too small, just perfect large peaches. I\'ve pink nipples on very dark aureoles were in total contrast with my milky white skin. They had a lot of green and blue veins running just under the pale white skin circling the pink areola and erect nipples. A round and firm with hardened nipples.

He looked almost died when he felt milky-white, round, succulent, and firm breasts with pink nipples right in front of his lips. He did what any man would have done in such a situation. He cupped my breasts in his hands and squeezed them, and began to fondle my breasts. He squeezed too tightly at first and I let out a gasp, he was aggressively milking me without remorse. My breasts were getting warm. He looked impatient for more. He lightened his touch and I felt my breasts swell and my nipples harden under his ministrations. He turned his face to let my breasts glide across his cheek. I moaned as he flicked the tip of nipple with his tongue.

His tongue darted out, and he started licking my right nipple. I arched my back and held his head with my hand. His tongue circled the nipple several times, and then he took it in his mouth and started sucking it. While he was sucking one of my breasts he took the other breast in his hand and started kneading it. For a while he stopped sucking and then started giving soft bites all over my tit flesh. Few times he bit a little harder too. I winced a few times while he was putting love bites on my breast but did not stop him. I wrapped my arms around his neck again, pulling him close and trying to bury him in my cleavage. I let out low moans when he pulled my right nipple back with his lips as he sucked. My nipples were so sensitive and I flinched each time he switched from one breast to the other. Then he opened his mouth as wide as he could and tried to suck my whole breast into his mouth.

I was getting pleasure in pain too. My legs were shaking, and I put my hands on his shoulders for support.

He then stopped biting and sucking on my breasts and pulled back to admire them. My breasts were swollen with anticipation.

He told me, \You have the most beautiful pair of breasts I have ever seen in my life. They are actually more magnificent than I had imagined.\ he resumed sucking and kneading them. I held his head with both my hands. He then rested his hands on my ass and pulled me towards him. He lowered his head to my flat tummy and started licking my deep-set navel. My breasts were resting on his head! He pulled me back again and rubbed my crotch from above the shilwar. He put his hand inside my shilwar, found my crotch, and touched my pussy. He rubbed it, and then I pulled the string of my shilwar, which fell on the floor. I stepped out of it and kicked it away. And there I stood, naked and smiling, without any self-consciousness at all.

He could see my crotch between my lovely thighs. I was not wearing panties. She had a pink pussy with small curls of black pubic hair. He rubbed his hand a few times on my now-naked pubes. He then pulled the cunt lips with his thumb and forefinger. He stepped back a little and he admired my beauty. \I don\'t believe here is the beautiful wife of my friend, standing stark naked in front of me. You looked like an angel, a piece of art with your royal face, ample beautiful breasts, and erect nipples, I have seen a lot of women naked, but you just looked out of this world.\

\Oh, you admit that you\'re a habitual woman seducer,\

\Yes, I admit, but that you who seduced me,\ he teased me.

After looking at me for a few seconds he came forward again, put his hands on my ass, and pulled me towards him. \Your scent is powerful! What I had day- dreamed about; I had waited so long for this moment, I can\'t blow it.\

he buried his face in my crotch again and started licking my pink clit, which was jutting out with excitement. This was totally new experience for me my husband\'s never licked me there. I widened my legs a bit to give him more access. He started licking it in earnest and biting it gently too. I was panting now and moaning nonstop.

He inserted his long tongue in my cunt and now started tongue-fucking me. Once in a while, he licked my whole pubic area and again put his tongue inside my swollen cunt. He took my hard clit between his teeth and bit lightly on it. I screamed and released a stream of warm cunt juice in his mouth.

Without a pause he continued to eat my pussy. I raised my legs and held them aloft, exposing my gaping cunt hole. As he licked me, I yelled, \I can\'t stand it anymore!\ but he ignoring my pleas and started to tongue-fuck me. He licked my pussy as if his life depended on it. I think that it tasted so good, that he just had to stick his tongue as far up inside me as he could. I began stroking my clitoris like an experienced masturbator as he licked all around my vagina, exploring every nook and cranny of my juicy hole. In minutes I was quivering like a formerly neglected woman, moaning and swearing. He could have eaten me out all day if I would have let him, but I wanted something else right then, I needed his cock there rather than his tongue. I was panting and gasping as he brought me to a rapid climax.

\Oh, Shahid,\ I wailed. \Your moustache feels so good on my clit. Keep on doing that.\ I arched my back, caught my breath then trembled in a terrific orgasm.

After few minutes I was on the boil again. \ Shahid,\ I panted. \Come on up here and do me now.\

I removed his face from the crotch and started unknotted his shilwar, which fell to the floor. He stepped out of it. I put my fingers inside the top of his shorts and pulled them down to his ankles in one quick motion. With this action his hardening cock too got pushed down, and when his shorts slid past his thighs it got free and sprang up with a force. Now it was my turn to wonder, my eyes were glued to his now exposed hard on and I got a little shock and pulled back, I was dumbstruck for a few seconds and was just looking with wide eyes at his cock in front of me. His cock was really big, and it was fully erect pointing towards the roof. My hand automatically reached out and touched it. He scooted a little closer giving me better access, I took full advantage and reached lower and wrapped my dainty little hand around his cock. It was fully erect and throbbing with each beat of his heart.

\It\'s so long, thick and hot hard,\ I exclaimed.

\Don\'t you like big and hard?\ he asked.

\But it is too big, so long, and thick, more than twice than my husband. I am worried whether I will be able to accommodate it in my little pussy. What if it tears me?\ I said.

\Don\'t worry. I wouldn\'t hurt you. It will give you much pleasure,\ he console me.

His rigid cock became harder due to the feelings of my fingers over it. \Ohhhh.\ he moaned softly as I wrapped my fingers one by one around his throbbing manhood and started stroking it up and down. I started pumping his prick with my hands. It started to become stiffer and my touch added a couple of inches of length and thickness to it.

While still pumping his cock, I looked up at him and said, \I know the reason why you are so thin. All the food you eat goes to this monster.\ I feared that he might see extreme lust in my eyes. He was in heat. \But I would like to put it in your body now,\ he said with a grin on his face.

\I\'m new to this, Shahid,\ I replied tensely, blushing. \You\'ll do it slowly, promise me, so as not to hurt Me.\

he carried me to the bed and slowly pushed me onto my marital bed made me lie on my back, spreading my creamy thighs wide for his next move. I lay with hips flexed, knees bent, and thighs spread widely, motionless, with my eyes closed and a smile on my face, ready to receive. He sat down and started kissing me on the lips. I was too eager to reciprocate. We continued kissing for some time. Both of us were moaning constantly. He then lowered his mouth to my nipples. He started sucking and pulling on them. Going from one to another, back and forth, he buried his face between those mounds of flesh and started biting all over my breasts again. I winced in pain but did not stop him.

Finally, he climbed on top of me. Moving between my legs, he placed the head of his swollen dick at the entrance of my dripping pussy. I parted my legs a little further, giving him easier access into my pussy. When he inserted the head of his dick into my pussy, I gasped with delight. He let his cock remain there for a moment as he felt my wetness that engulfed his cock with willingness. Slowly, he pushed a little farther into my pussy. \Ahhhhh.\ I groaned loudly, and he took my mouth, kissing it tight to muffle my screams as he pushed more of his cock inside me.

\Shahid, Shahid!\ I cried out. He pushed forward, and he had all his cock inside my cunt. This time I cried out loudly. My eyebrows shoot up in surprise as the thickness of his cock spread my pussy apart. Beads of sweat burst out on my forehead as he thrust hard into me. He pulled me towards him and kissed my lips. \Oh Sahera, that feels good. You\'re so hot and so tight. He panted, \What a great pussy you have. I\'m going to miss you.\

I could only groan and moan as he fucked me. Kept on pushing in and out. I parted my thighs wider to accommodate him inside my pussy. My hips jerked up, and my body arched steeply under him. My head arched back, and my fingers clawed at his shoulders.

He started moving inside me at a slow, gentle pace, which became faster and harsher as I started bucking my hips back to meet his thrusts.

I became restless as he withdrew his penis till only the head remained inside in my cunt and waited for a few seconds. Then he gave a mighty push, which buried his whole dick in my cunt. And I wrapped my legs tightly around and locked his hips, and while I grabbed his hips he pushed his cock again inside me. This time it felt a lot better. I was enjoying this a lot. It was so good to feel him. \ You\'re too big, really too thick,\ I moaned. \But you are so hot inside. The way the walls of your vagina gripped my cock felt smooth and warm. \

Many times I have thinking about you when I have sex with my wife I think only of you.\ \Have ever thought about me Sahera?\

\Yes, I had a dream one night that you were playing with my boobs.\

Once again his attention converted on my breasts. He kept massaging and sucking my nipples.

\How often do you fuck your wife?\ I asked him.

\I fuck her whenever I want. Five times a week.\ He replied.

\Your wife is so lucky, Shahid,\ I said looking in his eyes and our eyes were now hooked into a united endless embrace as we moved into one another fucking wildly like animals all the while savoring the lust captured on the other\'s face, a shared distant look as if both were gone from the room,. I thrust my hips upward towards him to meet his movement.

he was fucking me as hard as he could. Moving from side to side and rising up and down he wanted to feel every spot inside my pussy. With his every stroke, I was moaning with pleasure. With each stroke, his dick was pulsating in such a way in my pussy that I was feeling he would not last long. As he moved in and out of my pussy, I started moving my hips in rhythm to him, faster and faster. A low moaning began coming up from my mouth. I pulled him more tightly into myself as we rocked together in unison. My groans grew louder and louder until they nearly became screams. I was now crying, \Yes. Yes. Oh, do me, Shahid, do me!\ I screamed, writhing in ecstasy and raking my nails across his broad, sweaty back. My whole body shook, and my breasts jiggled wildly. Now he grabbed my legs by the calves, lifting them high and wide in his hands and began fucking me with long, deep, stabbing thrusts. His cock ran in and out of my cunt, glistening with our juices, piercing my flesh deeply. With each inward thrust I could feel his testicles clapping against my buttocks. I wrapped my legs round his waist, gripping him tight. My head was flipping from side to side while heir was chewing my lower lip.

We held each other as we worked together for our mutual pleasure. I could feel that I was building toward another climax.

\Uffff . . . hhhhaa. aahhh.! Oh, yeah! Shahid, I am coming for you! I am commmingggggg.\ With a sharp shudder of the body, I came. I exclaimed as I climaxed and pulled him tightly over me. My pussy muscles tightened around his cock, I felt I was either in heaven or about to die, and soon he began spurting into my pussy. I could not believe how long his orgasm lasted. The warmth of the sperm shrived me, he held buried inside me. He held in that position for few minutes.

My ankles were locked over his back, and my heels were digging into his tailbone, ensuring the deepest possible penetration possible. We both stayed there very still for about five minutes. My pussy was overflowing with his sweet, warm sperms and my vaginal juices.

We lay there, side by side, exhausted from our passions, caressing each other and showing our love for each other. It was the beginning of my new adventurous life, more than half an hour we got aroused once again. Now this time I climbed on top of him. I smiled tenderly at him and started kissing him wildly. He reciprocated and started massaging my breasts, which were hanging in front of him. I had to raise myself up high in the air to position me with one hand he opened my cunt lips, and with the other he placed the head of his penis at the opening of my cunt. cunt at his cock head. With my hands pressing down on his shoulders and my pussy hovering a few inches above his throbbing cock I said lustfully, \Put it in me Shahid, make me ride you. Shove your cock into me\

Shahid looked at me and then at my pussy and taking his cock in his hand aimed it at my slit and thrust his hips up to fuck his cock tip into me.

I sighed as he entered me but said hotly \Force me to take it Shahid, fuck me hard.\

Shahid took hold of my hips and pushed me down hard as his own hips thrust up, driving his cock deep into my hot wet cunt.

\Oooh yes!\ I gasped \Like that Shahid. Fuck me like that\

I then started sliding on him and buried his cock in my cunt. I was impaled on his cock. I did not move for a few seconds and closed my eyes. I could easily feel my cunt juice was running along my thighs onto his thighs. \I can\'t believe I\'m doing this, Shahid,\ I moaned. \Fuck.\ I began riding on him, gripping his sides with my knees and rocking my hips against me. The impact of her bouncing up and down on his huge cock jiggled my breasts in time to the ride. The bed was squeaking a little under the intense force of my thrusts. My lovelies were bouncing up and down to the rhythm, and I was biting my lip to reduce the volume of my moans. My body was bouncing wildly. Both of his hands were on my buttocks trying to support me. He started to caress my ass cheeks. After a while, though, he was furiously massaging my ass cheeks, with a finger probing my asshole! He started to push a finger in my anus. This was met by my approval as my hips were bucking and my asshole was getting bigger. My swinging body was making it difficult for him, but he didn\'t give up.

I put my hands on his shoulders and slowly said. \I\'m glad we are doing it,\ he giggled, my hips writhing on his lap. Then I laid my body on top of him, rubbing my breasts on his chest, started to kiss his lips.

He embraced me tight by his arms and locked his ankles together across my waist.

I gradually increased the pace of fucking his pole by moving my hips up and down in full, rhythmic strokes. The bed groaned and shook under the impact of Shahid fucking me. Each upward thrust of his hips came with him roughly forcing my hips and therefore my pussy down onto his hard cock.

Then putting my hands on his naked chest, I began to ride him hard matching his own powerful thrust with my own. Both of us were in the midst of an incredible sexual high.

We were both bathed in sweat, gasping and groaning, panting for air aware that the other person was close to Cumming.

Each time I moved up. Up and down I went, my wet pussy touching his balls each time I landed on his lap. Sometimes I went down slow and easy, letting him feel my soft flesh as his cock entered, and sometimes I hammered him, slamming against his lap with all the force I could muster. I worked and stroked him. The large bed groaned and creaked as we were doing it wildly. He was also doing something magical with his hips now, twirling them in slow circling motions round and round, and he was grunting, heaving up under me. I bent over him, my back arching, rubbing myself against him. All he could do was grip my hips and indulge the sensation.

I fell on to his chest and said, \Hold me tightly.\ he wrapped his arms around me and squeezed. I held my cheek to him. He took over the movement below by arching his hips.

\That feels good,\ he said.

\Yes, it does,\ I replied with breathless sincerity.

He held me in his arms while he moved in and out of me, as he wanted that moment to last for a long time. He didn\'t want to come and didn\'t want to change positions. He didn\'t want let me go. He squeezed me until I became a part of him, or I became a part of her.

\Your cock feels so good in my cunt,\ I whispered, \I could have it in there all day if you want.\ I slid my tongue across his lips.

Meanwhile he was mauling her breasts and was biting the nipples. I winced a little but was enjoying it a lot. I was frequently now sliding up and down his cock. I continued spinning and clenching my muscles tight on his dick. His cock glistened with my overflowing juices. I continued sliding, and he continued to play with my hooters.

My cunt tightened like a vise on his cock, and he gasped, thrusting up hard under me.

It seemed that now he was too close to coming and turned sideways on the bed. With this action I fell to my side, and now we were facing each other. Now I was moving up and down as well, my body bucking and bouncing on his heaving hips, my cunt sliding up and down the length of his cock, my supple thighs taking the difficult position easily.

He squeezed my breasts hard in his excitement, then slid his hand to my crotch and fondled my clitoris. I shuddered and moaned. He grabbed my hips, jerking my body up and down on his cock. With a quick wriggle, gasping loudly, I slid forward onto my knees again, my arms outstretched, hands on his chest, my hips rocking and bucking up and down, my cunt sliding up and down along his cock-shaft. My swollen breasts jiggled with my movements.

\Yes!\ I called. \Oh yes, Shahid, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Fuck me like a wife!\

he grinned wolfishly at me riding his cock like a sex-starved sixteen-year-old vixen. All this time, my bangles and anklets made nice rhythmic and erotic sounds. In one smooth move, I placed my hands on his shoulders once again and pushed myself up until only the tip of his remained gloriously inside of me. I felt his prick swelling inside me cunt as he started to come. I had already started my orgasm. I opened my eyes to see him staring at me. \I love you\, he said as he started spurting deep inside me.

As I heard these words and felt him coming I said, \You don\'t know how I love you.\ Then I slammed my pussy against his lap and came at the same time with immediately, his load dripping down my legs. He ferociously bit my nipples. His cock was still inside my cunt and I collapsed on his chest. He looked into my eyes and we gently kissed, rubbing our lips together, and just fluttering our tongues between them.

We lay for a long while, luxuriating in each other\'s warmth. We kissed and talked about the whole episode. \Tell me how it felt inside your cunt,\ he said.

\Well, initially it hurt a little, and I wondered if I could accommodate such a massive dick, but once I was wet I had no problem. It reached farther than my husband ever has gone. When you entered me I felt as if your dick had entered my tummy. And when I rode you it felt as if the monster was stuck in my throat. It was incredible.\ I replied.

We both had become quite convinced that, that was the time for sex and not at the tired end of the day.

\I need to go to the bathroom,\ I said. I got up. \Please hold me, Shahid.\ he held me and helped me to the bathroom.

\I also want to go there,\ he said.

\No! \You may not come with me,\ I laughed and went to bathroom and bolted the door. When I came back, he went to bathroom.

We made love that day once more, and then we had lunch together. As he was leaving me, he cuffed me on my arm and kissed me passionately. He asked me, \Is this a beginning? Do you want it to continue?\

\Yes as we meet usually,\ I answered with a sly mischievous smile.

\No. I mean, will I \'see\' you again?\ Shahid said kissing me and smiling.

\Yes, you will if you want to but please, don\'t if all you want is to fuck me. Today was a way to put Akhtar betraying out of my mind and I loved it but I have no wish to become just a whore. See me again if you wish but don\'t assume we will fuck again.\

\No! You\'d not refuse me, I\'m not your plaything machine for you,\ he said with little anger.

\Ok! We\'d see how we can mange it,\ I replied.

\No! Promise me you\'d make love me,\

I said with great love, \I will call you soon, and then I will give you an answer.\

He turned and headed for the door. I called out as he reached it, and the quiet in my voice made him stop.

\Shahid?\

\Yes?\

\I . I just wanted to say . thank you.\

He smiled and crossed back to me, kissing me gently. \You don\'t have to say that, Sahera,\ he said. \Let me say thanks to you for this special privilege. After all, I know every man is dying just for a single kiss from you. I am the luckiest.\ And he left.

I had to wait for an agonizing week and a half until one morning when I got proper time I called him and he was in office. The phone rang, and he picked it up. \Hello, who is it?\ he asked.

\This is Sahera,\ I said, \Hello, Shahid, how are you?\

\'I am fine, and you? But where have you been?\ he responded.

\Hey, sweetheart! Sorry to be calling so late, I hope I didn\'t disturb you.\

\Don\'t kid me. I am dying to see you.\

\Sorry, I was looking the proper time. Now tell me, when are you meeting me?\ I asked.

\That\'s what I want to ask you,\ he said.

\When?\

\Now. I will be there within fifteen minutes.\

\I will wait, and I look forward to seeing you! Goodbye!\

\Goodbye!\ he replied back to me as I hung up the phone.

And before fifteen minutes had passed he was on the door. I greeted him with a tight hug and a passionate kiss. He said, \Let\'s go to the bedroom,\ and he picked me up and carried me into the bedroom. He continued to kiss me as he carried me to the bedroom. I quickly got rid of all my clothes, and he followed suit.

We fucked slowly for a long while, taking our time, neither hurrying, each delighting in the pleasures of the other\'s flesh, kissing tenderly, and meeting in a steady rhythm. After a long satisfying fuck, in which I came twice, he rolled off mer.

After resting in each other\'s arms, with him playing with my body as we talked, he asked, \How was it the second time?\

\ It was wonderful. I am lucky. I found almost everything I needed,\ I replied. \What about you?\' I asked.

\Oh yes. You are very tight. I have never enjoyed myself like this before,\ he replied.

We had started our affair and met regularly. Now he was a regular visitor to my husband\'s bed. At least once week during office time, he used to come to my home.

Once we were making love as usual. He was fucking me hard while I was screaming, \Fuck me, Shahid, fuck me hard!\ he pumped and pumped. \Fuck me like a bitch,\ I gasped. \From behind.\

With a soft moan, I pulled my trembling legs from his hands, slipped his cock out of me and quickly turned over, getting on my forearms and knees before him. My breasts hung, pendulous, and my gold necklace swung free. He moved forward on his knees, pressing his cock-head between the curves of my buttocks. This was the first time he had seen me on my knees, and I had really such a soft and pretty ass. \May I fuck your ass, Sahera?\

\No! Don\'t waste time. Fuck my pussy. We will do my ass some other time.\ he gripped my hips, open, pushed his cock-head to my cunt-lips, and with a sharp forward thrust of his hips, plunged his cock deep into my cunt. I eased myself down onto his forearms, pushing my butt up higher against his cock.

I rested al the time on my elbows and knees as he was drilling me from behind. He grabbed my hips in each hand and rammed his cock home, hearing the slap of his skin against my ass as his pelvis pounded my from behind. He gave me a little spank as he began fucking me faster and faster. Each time he slapped my ass, I gave out a little cry, but turned to look at him with a sly look on my face.

He reached around to play with my tits with one hand, and rub my clit with the other. He was squeezing my breasts. Soon I was making low moans and told him I was about to come. His hands dug into the soft flesh of my hips. He continued to pump as I came, he kept pounding me and pounding me, the bed shaking, the headboard slapping against the wall until I could feel his cock swelling to greater proportions and he unleashed a torrent of his liquid lava into my cunt. After a few more thrusts into my sopping wet slit, he was finished and we stopped moving to catch our breath. He pulled out of my sloppy, wet, pussy, and collapsed next to me on the bed. \You are wonderful,\ I murmured shyly, and lay exhausted with eyes closed and a faint smile about my lips.

He lay down beside me and pulled me to lie by his side. He gathered me in his arms and kissed me, and I responded. Then He turned me, laying me down with both of his arms around me - one caressing my breast and the other caressing my vagina, while he was biting and kissing the back of my neck. My bare back had rested against his chest, and my butt hovered above his cock. I was pushing my butt back with force onto his cock. That got his cock rock-hard again.

Then he asked me, \Sahera, have you fucked in your anus before?\

\I\'ve never.\ I began.

\So you are a virgin, I mean a virgin in your anus.\

\Of course, Why?\' I replied.

\Then let me take your asshole cherry today,\ he said.

\My asshole cherry?\' I didn\'t understand and said, perplexed. Then suddenly I understood. \Oh, you mean you are planning to shove that monster cock of yours up my asshole.\

\Yes,\ he replied.

\Shut up! Don\'t talk about a woman\'s ass!\ I said in mock anger, but smiling and pushing back against him.

\ Sahera, please.\ \Oh, don\'t be silly. It is impossible,\ I said.

\It will be a nice experience.\

\\'You are a pervert,\ I replied.

\It is very pleasurable,\ he said.

\For whom, you or me?\ I asked skeptically.

\For both of us,\ he replied.

\No! Please, no! Don\'t ask for it,\ I begged, while still squirming my butt against his cock.

\What have you to hide from me? Now do as I say!\

He bit my lower lip. \Shahid, please don\'t ask for this.\

\Do it, Sahera. Do it because I ask you to. Please.\ \Won\'t it hurt?\' I asked, blushing.

\Yes, but only a little,\ he said.

\Don\'t worry; I\'ll use Vaseline on your asshole and my cock. This will mitigate the pain of entry.\

\Ok! You can have me in any way you like. I don\'t mind. Go ahead . take me as you want, but promise that you\'ll stop if is very painful,\ I said.

\I promise I wouldn\'t hurt you,\

\How do we start?\ I asked. \I am totally ignorant about the procedure. I\'ve only heard about of it. No practical experience. Will you guide me, please?\

\Do you have some lubricant?\ he asked.

\Yes.\ I moved away from him and from the small side table beside the bed picked up a jar of Vaseline.

\Now what?\ I said, handing it to him. \I am scared and excited.\

\Get on the bed on all fours with your head down and your butt in the air,\ he said. I did what he told me.

When I got on all fours with my head down and my butt up in ass-fuck position, he started to apply the Vaseline to my puckered hole on the outside. Then he inserted first one, then two fingers in my asshole to make the inside tube slippery. He gently spread some Vaseline on his cock and rubbed it in with his fingertips. \Are you ready?\ he asked, placing his cock on my asshole! \Yes, but please be gentle,\ I said.

\Why not? How could I hurt my sweetheart, my dear,\ he replied and grabbed hold of my hips and pulled me very gently onto his cock, holding me firmly, lunged forward. He took it little by little, stopping and gasping every quarter of an inch. \Uufff!\ I screamed as his cock buried itself to the hilt inside my butt. I didn\'t try to move, as I was scared to move in case it hurt.

\Aawwaa, stop, Shahid, stop! You are hurting me!\ I shouted. \Shahid, please, gently,\ I groaned.

\Just a few seconds more,\

\Shahid, please stop! You are killing me!\ I yelled. Just then I felt my asshole opening.

He moved his cock slowly in and out till the whole of its length was inside my ass. \Oh Shahid, it was very painful,\ I groaned. \Just relax. It won\'t hurt now. My cock is fully inside your asshole,\ he said moving slowly and simultaneously rubbed my cunt. \Get it off, it hurts.\ I said.

\Just wait until it stops.\

\Oh! My mother!\ I screamed as my sphincter snapped open and half his cock buried itself in my asshole. He slowly moved in and out till his balls were resting on my cunt. \OH Mother, I am dying of pain!\ I shouted.

\Relax, Sahera. The pain will subside in no time,\ he said. He started to push in and out of my butt very slowly while grabbing my breasts from below. After a few slow strokes he asked Sahera, \Does it hurt?\

\Yes, but not too.\ Passion overcome my fear, and I pushed back against him harder, now I realised he\'d no anymore for me, his belly was pressed up against my ass cheeks, and I knew he was all the way in.

he started to fuck my butt. After few in and out strokes he stopped and asked, \Is it still very painful?\

\No, it is much better now,\ I said.

He recommenced the fuck movement, simultaneously rubbing my cunt.

\Sahera, your asshole is very tight; I am enjoying it very much.\

\OH,\ I groaned with each inward movement of his cock. He continued to fuck my asshole with steady rhythm.

\Are you enjoying it?\ he asked.

\Yes, it feels nice,\'\' I moaned. I became relaxed now and gently started rocking backwards and forwards, at his every in-stroke. He squeezed my breasts simultaneously. He reached around to my pussy with his hand and rubbed my clit, wanting to make me cum. Now and then he tweaked my clitoris with his fingers. Then eh said to me, \I told you that you\'d enjoy yourself.\

\Yes, I am really enjoying it,\ I moaned. He kissed my shoulders and with his hand rubbed my clit.

\Finger my pussy, Shahid! Touch my clit! Make me come! I am all yours, Shahid! Shoot your hot spunk inside my anus! Oh, yeah!\ he increased the speed of his in-and- out movement and rubbed my clit harder.

\Oh, Shahid, it feels so good,\'\ I moaned in delight, and I felt that an orgasm bubbling up inside my pussy.

I was overcome with horniness and I started to fuck my cock with my ass like he would my pussy. He responded by pumping inside me hard and fast, and just as my orgasm peaked, causing me to clutch desperately at my breasts, as he frantically rubbed my clit, he moved faster. He quickly picked up the pace, and with a huge thrust he shot his load inside my ass. One last shiver sent his last drop inside my asshole. We both came together. He fell on my back, sated, and I lay facing downward on my marital bed with him on top of mer.

he didn\'t withdraw his cock and left it inside my butt for quite some time, and we remained in that position. He leaned down and kissed my back, and I responded by tilting my head round so he could lean in and gently kiss my lips. He looked at my face, which was flushed and sweaty from sex. He smiled at me and I grinned back, we both were happy, but tired that I had experienced my first ass fucking. We both knew that it would not be the last.

From the day we started onwards, when he called me I never refused, and he used to fuck me - sometimes for a long time while naked, sometimes for a short time without removing clothes. We would fuck at least two three times every week. We explored all our sexual fantasies that we couldn\'t even talk to our spouses about. Shahid and I never felt any regret or embarrassment about the relationship that we shared, and we had the time of our lives.

My husband had a job offer from a Dubai based company and he had accepted it. Therefore we had to go to the Dubai in a few days.

I told him that the time we spent together was the best time in my life and that I would never ever forget him! I became quite emotional while saying this and started sobbing. He also felt quite sad, as he was falling in love with me and was heartbroken to hear the news of my departure. He started to console me. I gathered myself quite quickly.

\Shahid, I know that you also like me a lot. I think that you have fallen in love with me, haven\'t you?\

\Yes, I have, and I don\'t want to lose you. Please don\'t go away. Stay here with me.\

\It is impossible. I can\'t. I have to go. I have also started to love you, and I know that it will be very difficult for me to live without you.\ And with that I started crying again.

He hugged me tightly. For the first time, I did not get sexually excited after hugging him so tightly. Instead, I was as sad as he was, maybe sadder than he was.

We just stayed like that for a few minutes. Then I spoke, \Let\'s make love for one last time,\ and we loved that day as we never loved.

After we made love I told him, \Shahid, you\'d better go now. Akhtar will come any time. And the longer you stay here, the sadder I will get.\ Before leaving my house I gave him the cassettes those belonging to Salmaa and Akhtar. I said him,

\Use these to fuck that slut as she needed a hard and big cock like you\'ve.\

\I\'ll try,\ he said.

\No try, Shahid, promise me, you\'ll fuck her,\ I demanded.

\Ok! I promise you Sahera, I\'ll fuck her,\ he said.

\Ok, I will go now, but I will come to meet you before you leave for the dubi.\

He arranged a farewell dinner for us in a restaurant, which we attended cordially before leaving.

He came to the airport to see us off. When I saw him I started to think of the days that we spent together and unknowingly a tear fell from my eye. We left each other forever!

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