Hi friends, myself Zunair Ahmed 29 years old I have done MBA in Human resources presently working in M.N.C in KARACHI . I lived in a very posh area of karachi, I am sharing my real life experience with you it is around 4 or five months old experience. (I will not be disclosing her name in this story because i dont lie and the entire story is real)
A very beautiful sexy bold charming housewife, she was 32 years old . she was very fair very sexy her lips are so beautiful and face is so attractive her boobs were so attractive and big that I always watch them with horny feelings, her buttock were also very big and round shape I thought her ass were most beautiful part of her body. she is not very tall her hight is around 5', her figure is 36B-25-34(a very well mentaind figure).
First time I saw her at our area small market she was shopping there with her kids, I was alone for some work when she was doing purchase for her. I got that much attraced with her that i kept watching her and followed her over there,and after that she went back home and i kept following her because i was seeking where she lives, because she has come to the market by walk and thats y i thought she definately lives near by in my area, well after following her she just entered a building just near by my house, and after that i have seen her mant times in area while purchasing grosryes and etc so that confirms me that she lives in that building. i have started to seek about her that what does she do or who is his hubby because i almost know every budy in my area and every budy also knows me very well, and for around after 2 months i have gather many informatons about her and her family, well she was seprated from her husband for last 3 years and now she is doing some job for her family to survive. Well after knowing all these things about her i really got a soft hearted feelings for her and wana give her a helping hand on my behalf and whats so ever so i tried to get her cell number so i can contact her, n by my luck was working good i got her cell number. i have purchased a new sim card for contacting her, well dont get that much courage to dirctly call her i have send her some sms(very decent ones). But no reply was received but after some time I got an sms from here she asked me that who am i and i have told her every thing thing fake abt me but our conversation was going on sms, and she was expecting me that i was a teen aged boy who was disturbing her, but i make her clear that im not a teen aged boy n all that and after that i have asked her that can i call her so i can make many things clear. She accepted n ask me to call her as i have talked her n when she heared my voice she was very clear that what i was telling her was ture but when she asked about my discription n where did i get her number i told her fake bulshits. Well and then our corespondance starts and we talked alot on fone after that.
For about a week after that she asked me that she wanna meet me but i refuse to meet her as i was scared that when she wil know every thing about me that i lived near by her house an all that she will stop talking to me and friendship would be finished but she insisted alot just for a one time meet up and I was very keen to meet her and want to see her as she was really very sexy women. Well after that i have told every thing true n clear to her that who am i n how does i get ur number and every thing which i know and information which i gathered about her i told her each and every thing. She was really shocked n was very angry with me after hearing all that and then disconnect the call and have switched off her cell fone i have tried to call her manny times but her cell was not responding, next day in morning about 10 AMi got a call from her number and she asked me that she still wanna meet me and if is it possible for me than we will meet for lunch, i agreed n then we decided a place to meet at 1 o clock, as i got at that place before 1 o clock so i was waiting for her to come n i will welcome her. She came she was in very good pink sarre with low cut blouse and very good makeup with red lips. I was stunned to she her. She met me warmly and shake hand before entering the resturant there was unique aroma from her body. Her boobs very solid and big . she was also smiling me and whispering she was talking with lot of interest . she also give me a packet as a gift.with the request that I should not open there. She was taking me lot of interest. I also told her that I also want to do friendship with her She told me that she will phone me . after living from there. I was so glad that finally I got very sex and beautiful friend. She also invite me at here home and Have a lunch together we also promise each other for long lasting friendship. On arrival in my home when I open that packet and found a very nice book on friendship and a beautiful card on the same. It was just beginning of a nice friendship . after that we have been talk every day. mostly in day time and have exchange several sms. Now we started exchanging some nought sms..but not adult time sms. as she belongs to very rich and reputed family so she looks very modern. She wear all type of cloth like saree , jeans. Shalwar kameez(modern designs).
On phone started talking on some personnel issue and I always feel very warm and I feel increase in libido position in my body and my sexual urge increase quickly . I don’t have any girl fiend then I want to do all the thing with her. some time when I was talking on phone I was busy in playing with my lund . we started to discuss very hot and interesting issue like girl friend boy friend relation extra martial relation, sex, moj masti, movies, faishans, modeling, while discussing on these I felt very hot and always went to toilet and shake my lund... And dicharge my sperm there she told me me that my voice always change when we discuss these issue.but she don’t know the reason for it but it was due to excitement and sexual urge for her. I was keen to heet her and wanted to spent my time with her as a lover. I know she was a seprated lady and was very eger to have sex but I have very hungry feelings for her. Several time discuses latest fashion trends, makeup and movies and relation between girl friend. Several time I mastribute by shaking my lund I also asked to her that weather she have boyferiend before marriage. She was sad and told me that she never have any boyfriend and never tried to get bf. But she always missing some caring person in life. I also informed that I also don’t have any girl friend like u.. Then we promised each other to make close relation and never feel that we don’t have any bf-gf. After some time she insist me to come to her home and meet personally. I was so excited and don’t want to miss the opportunity. but as she lives in an appartment and many people knows me there its not safe to go to her home so we decided to meet at my home because i love in a banglow and my house is seprated in to two portions me and my family lives in the uper portion and the ground portion is empty but it was fullu furnished so there will be no problem in meeting there.
She agreed and told me that she will come tomarow morning at 9 o clock as her kid will go school and she will be alone at her home so she also would be on safe side, at night I brought some roses and chocolates from market for her . Next morning i woke up early n stared waiting for her to come i have called her several times and she told me to be patient as she will be coming on time. We were talking on fone and i was guiding her on her fone not to be afraid come with confidence, i was waiting her at the door as she come in i quickly locked it and take her in at the ground portion. She breath with relax. And slowly and without making noise i closed the the door and sign her to keep her mouth shut for some time and guided her to come to the bedroom. We entered in bed room. It was a very large room. I offered hand for hand sake then she took my hand and gave her thanks for coming there. I felt warmness when I was holding her hand. She was in blue levis jeans and cotton fabric small kurti . she have done very light makeup looking so hot. I was watching her face. She was also in little tension but it was obvious. I have given her that roses n chocklates whih i have bought for her, we sat on her bed. I was seeing lot of love and sex in her eyes. Then I taken here hand in my hand said that I was missing her too much. then she asked why although she was married and have a kid. I told that I don’t know exactly it but I think I really love u. then she was told me in low voice that I am too good and attractive that she also could not sleep several night . then I open my arms and spreads toward her she came in my arms and gave me closed hug. It was superb experience that her total body was in my arms and I felt that her body was quite warm .I also felt her boobs try to insert in my chest. They were solid and firm. I also felt a unique aroma there from here body. I hold here for 5 minute I touch several parts of here body she also watching in my eyes. Her lips were moving slowly. I was in different mood. After getting lots of courage I
A very beautiful sexy bold charming housewife, she was 32 years old . she was very fair very sexy her lips are so beautiful and face is so attractive her boobs were so attractive and big that I always watch them with horny feelings, her buttock were also very big and round shape I thought her ass were most beautiful part of her body. she is not very tall her hight is around 5', her figure is 36B-25-34(a very well mentaind figure).
First time I saw her at our area small market she was shopping there with her kids, I was alone for some work when she was doing purchase for her. I got that much attraced with her that i kept watching her and followed her over there,and after that she went back home and i kept following her because i was seeking where she lives, because she has come to the market by walk and thats y i thought she definately lives near by in my area, well after following her she just entered a building just near by my house, and after that i have seen her mant times in area while purchasing grosryes and etc so that confirms me that she lives in that building. i have started to seek about her that what does she do or who is his hubby because i almost know every budy in my area and every budy also knows me very well, and for around after 2 months i have gather many informatons about her and her family, well she was seprated from her husband for last 3 years and now she is doing some job for her family to survive. Well after knowing all these things about her i really got a soft hearted feelings for her and wana give her a helping hand on my behalf and whats so ever so i tried to get her cell number so i can contact her, n by my luck was working good i got her cell number. i have purchased a new sim card for contacting her, well dont get that much courage to dirctly call her i have send her some sms(very decent ones). But no reply was received but after some time I got an sms from here she asked me that who am i and i have told her every thing thing fake abt me but our conversation was going on sms, and she was expecting me that i was a teen aged boy who was disturbing her, but i make her clear that im not a teen aged boy n all that and after that i have asked her that can i call her so i can make many things clear. She accepted n ask me to call her as i have talked her n when she heared my voice she was very clear that what i was telling her was ture but when she asked about my discription n where did i get her number i told her fake bulshits. Well and then our corespondance starts and we talked alot on fone after that.
For about a week after that she asked me that she wanna meet me but i refuse to meet her as i was scared that when she wil know every thing about me that i lived near by her house an all that she will stop talking to me and friendship would be finished but she insisted alot just for a one time meet up and I was very keen to meet her and want to see her as she was really very sexy women. Well after that i have told every thing true n clear to her that who am i n how does i get ur number and every thing which i know and information which i gathered about her i told her each and every thing. She was really shocked n was very angry with me after hearing all that and then disconnect the call and have switched off her cell fone i have tried to call her manny times but her cell was not responding, next day in morning about 10 AMi got a call from her number and she asked me that she still wanna meet me and if is it possible for me than we will meet for lunch, i agreed n then we decided a place to meet at 1 o clock, as i got at that place before 1 o clock so i was waiting for her to come n i will welcome her. She came she was in very good pink sarre with low cut blouse and very good makeup with red lips. I was stunned to she her. She met me warmly and shake hand before entering the resturant there was unique aroma from her body. Her boobs very solid and big . she was also smiling me and whispering she was talking with lot of interest . she also give me a packet as a gift.with the request that I should not open there. She was taking me lot of interest. I also told her that I also want to do friendship with her She told me that she will phone me . after living from there. I was so glad that finally I got very sex and beautiful friend. She also invite me at here home and Have a lunch together we also promise each other for long lasting friendship. On arrival in my home when I open that packet and found a very nice book on friendship and a beautiful card on the same. It was just beginning of a nice friendship . after that we have been talk every day. mostly in day time and have exchange several sms. Now we started exchanging some nought sms..but not adult time sms. as she belongs to very rich and reputed family so she looks very modern. She wear all type of cloth like saree , jeans. Shalwar kameez(modern designs).
On phone started talking on some personnel issue and I always feel very warm and I feel increase in libido position in my body and my sexual urge increase quickly . I don’t have any girl fiend then I want to do all the thing with her. some time when I was talking on phone I was busy in playing with my lund . we started to discuss very hot and interesting issue like girl friend boy friend relation extra martial relation, sex, moj masti, movies, faishans, modeling, while discussing on these I felt very hot and always went to toilet and shake my lund... And dicharge my sperm there she told me me that my voice always change when we discuss these issue.but she don’t know the reason for it but it was due to excitement and sexual urge for her. I was keen to heet her and wanted to spent my time with her as a lover. I know she was a seprated lady and was very eger to have sex but I have very hungry feelings for her. Several time discuses latest fashion trends, makeup and movies and relation between girl friend. Several time I mastribute by shaking my lund I also asked to her that weather she have boyferiend before marriage. She was sad and told me that she never have any boyfriend and never tried to get bf. But she always missing some caring person in life. I also informed that I also don’t have any girl friend like u.. Then we promised each other to make close relation and never feel that we don’t have any bf-gf. After some time she insist me to come to her home and meet personally. I was so excited and don’t want to miss the opportunity. but as she lives in an appartment and many people knows me there its not safe to go to her home so we decided to meet at my home because i love in a banglow and my house is seprated in to two portions me and my family lives in the uper portion and the ground portion is empty but it was fullu furnished so there will be no problem in meeting there.
She agreed and told me that she will come tomarow morning at 9 o clock as her kid will go school and she will be alone at her home so she also would be on safe side, at night I brought some roses and chocolates from market for her . Next morning i woke up early n stared waiting for her to come i have called her several times and she told me to be patient as she will be coming on time. We were talking on fone and i was guiding her on her fone not to be afraid come with confidence, i was waiting her at the door as she come in i quickly locked it and take her in at the ground portion. She breath with relax. And slowly and without making noise i closed the the door and sign her to keep her mouth shut for some time and guided her to come to the bedroom. We entered in bed room. It was a very large room. I offered hand for hand sake then she took my hand and gave her thanks for coming there. I felt warmness when I was holding her hand. She was in blue levis jeans and cotton fabric small kurti . she have done very light makeup looking so hot. I was watching her face. She was also in little tension but it was obvious. I have given her that roses n chocklates whih i have bought for her, we sat on her bed. I was seeing lot of love and sex in her eyes. Then I taken here hand in my hand said that I was missing her too much. then she asked why although she was married and have a kid. I told that I don’t know exactly it but I think I really love u. then she was told me in low voice that I am too good and attractive that she also could not sleep several night . then I open my arms and spreads toward her she came in my arms and gave me closed hug. It was superb experience that her total body was in my arms and I felt that her body was quite warm .I also felt her boobs try to insert in my chest. They were solid and firm. I also felt a unique aroma there from here body. I hold here for 5 minute I touch several parts of here body she also watching in my eyes. Her lips were moving slowly. I was in different mood. After getting lots of courage I
This Is Milk Time
I was staying the night with Anjali and Abhay; they were conveniently located near one of our major suppliers and I took the opportunity to visit them about twice a year when I had a meeting. Anjali was my wife’s cousin, a pretty, rather conventional woman my own age. She had nice legs and a neat, large bust, dark brown hair and a wide smile, but I had only occasionally thought of her as a sex object (at least, no more than any other woman). But the last time I had stayed with them Anjali had been 7 months pregnant, huge and taut, and her bust had developed even more.
I find pregnant women very sexy and always want to make love to them. Anjali let me feel the baby kicking inside her swollen belly through her thin dress, and I had to stop my hand straying downwards . . . I held my ear against her hot drum and perhaps she wondered why I liked it so much. She looked utterly feminine and very sexy. I thought of the different positions she would have had to explore when making love. This visit was two months after the birth and Anjali’s figure was back to normal, apart from her breasts which were gloriously full.
Her daughter seemed to be thriving on her mother’s milk, but Anjali looked tired and the healthy bloom of pregnancy had disappeared. I got up just as Abhay went off to work – my meeting wasn’t until lunch time so I could afford to be leisurely. Anjali was sitting at the breakfast table with Diksha, her baby, on her knee. She wore a long white night-gown with bra cups, and her hair was loose. We chatted easily; I had always got on well with her. Diksha was fractious and her mother said ‘She’s hungry – you don’t mind if I feed her do you?’ I know some people object to seeing a woman breastfeed – I can’t imagine why.
‘What are you saying…absolutely not’ I said. She undid the front of her gown and released one breast from its cup. Diksha grabbed it easily and fell silent. I tried to talk but Anjali was focused somewhere else. I noticed she was pressing hard on her unoccupied breast with her wrist. I looked at her face and was surprised by her expression of utter bliss. Do you enjoy breastfeeding, Anjali?’ I asked softly. I do,’ she smiled at me radiantly. ‘I feel a bit guilty really, sometimes I think I enjoy it more than Diksha does.’
She looked down at her free breast. ‘Oh, I’m leaking again. I’ve just got too much milk. As soon as she sucks on one side the other one starts too. I need three hands.’ She was trying to stuff a pad down the inside of the cup.’Can I help?”Oh, would you? Do you mind? hold this pad pls . . .’She released the cup and I pressed the pad against her engorged nipple. I was surprised to find her breast hard, the nipple even harder. She looked quickly at me, embarrassed.’Abhay won’t help. He doesn’t like it at all ‘well..I think it’s really beautiful.’
She was quiet, Diksha sucking, me pressing her breast trying not to do anything sensuous. Suddenly I noticed that Anjali was weeping silently.What happened, Anjali?’She shook her head. ‘This is what has remained in my life now. You can’t imagine what it’s like . . ”What do you mean?”Abhay and I . . . haven’t made love since I got pregnant. He didn’t seem to find me attractive any more whereas . . . well, some women . . . When they are pregnant, you know they feel .. . .well, more sexy somehow. At least once I’d got over the morning sickness in the first couple of months. Did you know that?’ She was obviously having trouble telling me.
Yes, I did know. And I thought you looked lovely last time I saw you. You looked so feminine . . . and very sexy too.”I was really going up the wall by the time Diksha arrived. Afterwards, when I’d healed up – it didn’t take long – I thought that everything would be fine as time moves, but it didn’t. . . I’m tired, but I just feel so . . .”Horny?’ I whispered.’Oh Akash, I don’t know what to do.’I knew . ..’It’s time to change sides,’ she said. ‘Get ready with a new pad, will you?’
We managed the swap very easily. Her other nipple, despite its sucking, was equally hard. I stared at her tautly swollen breasts, my mind in a whirl.’ I’ve got so much milk, there’s far too much for her, a lot of it has to be pumped out.”Do you find breastfeeding arousing?’ I asked.’It sounds awful, but yes, I do, very. It’s heavenly. I think I’d . . . well, climax, you know . . . if I let myself. But I’d feel so guilty.’ She laughed shortly.’You poor thing,’ I said. ‘You must be so frustrated.”I shouldn’t have told you all this.’
‘Why not . . . and I should tell you that I find you very sexy and attractive. I always have. I’ve not dared to say it before.’She looked up at me, her face wet with tears.’You’re very kind.’Diksha seemed to have gone to sleep, the nipple still in her mouth.’I’ll put her down now. Can you press on the other side too? I’m still dripping like a tap!’We waddled over to the pram, me holding on to her breasts from behind. It was an undignified position and I tried not to laugh. Diksha settled to sleep easily and Anjali straightened up. I held her to me, careful not to let her feel my erection against her back. She didn’t seem inclined to ask me to move away.
I could feel the heat of her body through the night-gown.’I’m going to have to express some,’ she said. ‘Let’s go over to the sink.’We waddled across and she hung over the sink, letting her breasts drip freely, then she began to squeeze them, increasing the flow, and making little sighing noises. Obviously she was enjoying it. I realized that she was masturbating, in a way. I eased the shoulders of her night-gown down and undid the front buttons. The smell of her body rose into my nostrils. Thin spurts of milk came from her nipples with every squeeze.
‘Let me do it.’ I whispered, grasping the two huge mounds. She let me without a murmur, supporting herself over the sink. The night-gown was down around her waist, kept up only by my body pressing against her back. I milked her gently but firmly and she moaned with delight.’Do you want to cum, Anjali?’ I said softly.’I want . . . I want . . ‘ She shook her head.’What? Tell me . . ”I want. . . I can’t say it . . .”Do you want to be fucked by someone who’s desperate for you? Is that what you want?’
She shuddered, then nodded her head silently. I stepped back and the night-gown fell to the floor, revealing her shapely ass and long legs. Hurriedly I stripped, and touched her on the shoulder. She turned round, her still-dripping breasts swinging towards me. They were enormous, the nipples red and projecting, the aureoles brown, saucer-sized, puckered.
She gasped when she saw my huge erection pointing at her like a loaded cannon, and sank to her knees. I grasped her hands and lay back on the kitchen floor, pulling her down on top of me. She got astride my hips and I helped her trembling hands to position the head of my cock between her lips. She was amazingly wet and hot – she must have been juicing for ages. She sank down onto me, engulfing me in her ample tunnel. The milk from her breasts ran down her stomach and into her pubic hair.
As I slid easily into her thickly juiced cunt, she gave a enormous groan of relief.’Oh God, you don’t know how good that feels!’ She began to rise and fall on me, letting me piston in and out with loud sucking noises. I grasped her solid breasts and squeezed them, making the milk flow between my fingers and down my arms. We thrust together, her moans increasing in intensity. Before long her tempo increased and she leant forward urgently, her breasts dangling like melons over my face. I felt the warm drops. I grabbed her ass and pumped up and down in her liquid hole,
Knowing that she was going to cum and that I was too. Her rhythm reached a peak and she cried out breathlessly and I felt my aching cock gripped by her powerful internal muscles. Simultaneously fine jets of milk squirted in all directions from her nipples, drenching my face and hair. It was so arousing that I climaxed abruptly, jetting cum deep into her while she bathed me in her own juices. She slumped on top of me, breathing hard. I looked into her eyes. Her face had changed – she no longer looked tired, the stress lines in the corners of her eyes had gone. She glowed with sexual happiness.
She reached out and grabbed a towel, then carefully wiped my face. ‘You are wet,’ she smiled. ‘I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it.” It’s as if you’ve cum in my face,’ I said. She smiled sadly.’ It’s a long time since anyone’s cum in my face,’ she said. Suddenly she buried her face in my shoulder. ‘Oh, what have we done? I’m sure Abhay will realize. I won’t be able to behave normally after this. We shouldn’t have done all this. . ”What else could we do? Didn’t you like it?’
She hugged me, squashing her wonderful breasts between us. ‘This happened for the first time in last one year. You can’t imagine how it felt. I couldn’t have stood it much longer.’ Although my erection had gone temporarily, she still held me in her. My cock was warm and snug in her wet cave. I shifted my buttocks.’ Are you comfortable down there?” Well, the floor is a bit hard, I must admit. Should we go to the bedroom?’Oh, I don’t know . . .’
Don’t you want it again?” Of course I want it again. I want it over and over again, non-stop for weeks!’ She was laughing now.’ Well, I’ll do my best.’ She got off me, reluctantly I thought, releasing a little flood of juices onto my stomach. I noticed wet patches on the carpet tiles.’Wanna clean up? I offered her the towel. She shook her head. ‘I haven’t had cum running down my legs for years.’ she said matter-of-factly. ‘ It makes me feel 10 years younger!’
She insisted on taking the cot with us. I followed her ass up the stairs, hearing the slick of her wet thighs as they rubbed against each other. In the bedroom, she laid a towel on the bed and lay back on it, her ass on the edge of the bed. ‘I’m all yours,’ she said, opening her thighs. Her cunt glistened with juices. I knelt between her thighs and buried my face in the hot petals. She tasted of all the exotic spices of womanhood. I drank her essence eagerly, then moved to her clit, and she moaned deep in her throat. She came easily, without stress, clamping her wet thighs around my head.
I was fully erect again by now and quickly stood up and plunged into her hole before she had stopped coming. A few strokes and she came again, more urgently. I held her legs wide and rammed into her with a powerful rhythm. I guessed that she had missed most of all the feel of a big cock pistoning relentlessly inside her, and I seemed to be right, for she just rode with me, gasping every time I plumbed her depths. My cock felt huge and potent – our first fuck had taken the edge of my urgent lust and I felt as if I could keep going all day. I leaned forward, grinding my pubic bone against hers and kneaded her breasts, renewing the spurts of milk that ran down her sides and onto the towel. She began to gasp urgently and I felt my cock squeezed hard by her cunt muscles. It took a lot of control not to come. When she had ridden out her climax I withdrew and knelt to lick her again, drawing another thigh-clamping orgasm from her. My own imminent climax had receded so I turned her over so that her glorious ass jutted proudly towards me, and sank my cock gratefully into her cunt once again. I pumped her with long, deep strokes, watching with glee the build-up of juice at the base of my cock, and the smiling pink pucker of her rear entrance.
I was really going deep in her now, the head of my cock striking the front of her cunt and bouncing off to ram into her womb, and she was loving every inch of it. In fact the continuous friction against her tightly-gripping cunt had somewhat desensitized my cock, which was good as I wanted to give her as long a fuck as I could, to make up for all her months of abstinence. I kept up the steady rhythm, pounding harder and harder, almost wanting her to tell me it was too much for her. But she was obviously a woman built for intensive fucking, and eventually I had to stop and let my arousal subside.
I tongued her clit again and she climaxed swiftly, her cries of ecstasy muffled by the mattress. I turned her over again and spread her legs wide. She looked up at me happily.’Not getting sore?’ I said.’Should I be?”Just wondered. You’re not used to it.”I’ve got a lot of catching up to do,’ she said, jerking her hips up at me. ‘Come on, fuck me some more!’
I did, as hard and as deep as I could. She took it all and loved it, gasping and shouting in time with my thrusts. I lost all track of time, stopping only when I knew I was on the verge of cuming and then tonguing her until she came. Every so often I would turn her over and take her from the rear, glorying in the sight of her juice-smeared ass and tightly-stretched anus. I still felt that I could keep going all day and I couldn’t think of anything I’d rather spend a day doing.
My balls by this time had almost disappeared inside me, I was so full of unspent cum that I felt I was about to burst. Anjali had begun to cum quite frequently while I was fucking her, rather than only when I tongued her clit, and the fierce clenching of her cunt made it harder and harder to control myself. Inevitably one particularly violent squeeze took me over the edge, and I knew I was past the point at which I could stop the bursting flood of sperm from blasting its way out.
‘I’m going to cum!’ I gasped, and to my shock Anjali quickly sat up, my cock loudly withdrawing from her, and twisted round so that she was lying with her face at the level of my hips. She clutched my huge reddened glistening shaft with both hands and opened her mouth wide. It was all done so fast that I was still rushing headlong down the final slope to climax. At the first touch of her hands I erupted and a long stream of whitish liquid jetted into her face, hitting her cheek and nose with an audible splash. That was just the first and by no means the most powerful – again and again
I fountainhead helplessly into her mouth and face, my legs sagging from the power of my long-delayed climax. She laughed with delight and her tongue lashed around her lips, trying to gather up as much of my gift as she could before my spurts subsided. It seemed a lifetime before I was empty, and still her hands coaxed further spasms from my cock, until I was crying out with the almost painful jerks that radiated through my body.
My thin cream covered her, it was matting her hair, dripping from her eyelids (she had kept her eyes open throughout, even when my flood hit her full on the forehead), running down her cheeks and nose, pooling in her wide-open mouth and trickling off her chin. I sank to my knees, exhausted, and looked in wonderment at her white-streaked face. I had always thought that ‘facials’ were something that men liked to see and women just had to put up with. Anjali, it seemed, loved them. And I had thought she was a demure little housewife.
‘When do you have your meeting?’ she said, the cum in her mouth slurring her words a little. Oh my God, I had completely lost track of time. I had half an hour to shower, dress, drive ten kilometers and try and get my brain into gear. I made it, just, but all through the meeting I was seeing Anjali’s cum-spattered face smiling at me and feeling the dull ache in my cock and in my crotch, almost as if someone had kicked me. That was six weeks ago. I’m staying with them again next week, just for the night. Abhay told me over phone that he might not be home…he has to go for a meeting. We’ll see what happens.
I find pregnant women very sexy and always want to make love to them. Anjali let me feel the baby kicking inside her swollen belly through her thin dress, and I had to stop my hand straying downwards . . . I held my ear against her hot drum and perhaps she wondered why I liked it so much. She looked utterly feminine and very sexy. I thought of the different positions she would have had to explore when making love. This visit was two months after the birth and Anjali’s figure was back to normal, apart from her breasts which were gloriously full.
Her daughter seemed to be thriving on her mother’s milk, but Anjali looked tired and the healthy bloom of pregnancy had disappeared. I got up just as Abhay went off to work – my meeting wasn’t until lunch time so I could afford to be leisurely. Anjali was sitting at the breakfast table with Diksha, her baby, on her knee. She wore a long white night-gown with bra cups, and her hair was loose. We chatted easily; I had always got on well with her. Diksha was fractious and her mother said ‘She’s hungry – you don’t mind if I feed her do you?’ I know some people object to seeing a woman breastfeed – I can’t imagine why.
‘What are you saying…absolutely not’ I said. She undid the front of her gown and released one breast from its cup. Diksha grabbed it easily and fell silent. I tried to talk but Anjali was focused somewhere else. I noticed she was pressing hard on her unoccupied breast with her wrist. I looked at her face and was surprised by her expression of utter bliss. Do you enjoy breastfeeding, Anjali?’ I asked softly. I do,’ she smiled at me radiantly. ‘I feel a bit guilty really, sometimes I think I enjoy it more than Diksha does.’
She looked down at her free breast. ‘Oh, I’m leaking again. I’ve just got too much milk. As soon as she sucks on one side the other one starts too. I need three hands.’ She was trying to stuff a pad down the inside of the cup.’Can I help?”Oh, would you? Do you mind? hold this pad pls . . .’She released the cup and I pressed the pad against her engorged nipple. I was surprised to find her breast hard, the nipple even harder. She looked quickly at me, embarrassed.’Abhay won’t help. He doesn’t like it at all ‘well..I think it’s really beautiful.’
She was quiet, Diksha sucking, me pressing her breast trying not to do anything sensuous. Suddenly I noticed that Anjali was weeping silently.What happened, Anjali?’She shook her head. ‘This is what has remained in my life now. You can’t imagine what it’s like . . ”What do you mean?”Abhay and I . . . haven’t made love since I got pregnant. He didn’t seem to find me attractive any more whereas . . . well, some women . . . When they are pregnant, you know they feel .. . .well, more sexy somehow. At least once I’d got over the morning sickness in the first couple of months. Did you know that?’ She was obviously having trouble telling me.
Yes, I did know. And I thought you looked lovely last time I saw you. You looked so feminine . . . and very sexy too.”I was really going up the wall by the time Diksha arrived. Afterwards, when I’d healed up – it didn’t take long – I thought that everything would be fine as time moves, but it didn’t. . . I’m tired, but I just feel so . . .”Horny?’ I whispered.’Oh Akash, I don’t know what to do.’I knew . ..’It’s time to change sides,’ she said. ‘Get ready with a new pad, will you?’
We managed the swap very easily. Her other nipple, despite its sucking, was equally hard. I stared at her tautly swollen breasts, my mind in a whirl.’ I’ve got so much milk, there’s far too much for her, a lot of it has to be pumped out.”Do you find breastfeeding arousing?’ I asked.’It sounds awful, but yes, I do, very. It’s heavenly. I think I’d . . . well, climax, you know . . . if I let myself. But I’d feel so guilty.’ She laughed shortly.’You poor thing,’ I said. ‘You must be so frustrated.”I shouldn’t have told you all this.’
‘Why not . . . and I should tell you that I find you very sexy and attractive. I always have. I’ve not dared to say it before.’She looked up at me, her face wet with tears.’You’re very kind.’Diksha seemed to have gone to sleep, the nipple still in her mouth.’I’ll put her down now. Can you press on the other side too? I’m still dripping like a tap!’We waddled over to the pram, me holding on to her breasts from behind. It was an undignified position and I tried not to laugh. Diksha settled to sleep easily and Anjali straightened up. I held her to me, careful not to let her feel my erection against her back. She didn’t seem inclined to ask me to move away.
I could feel the heat of her body through the night-gown.’I’m going to have to express some,’ she said. ‘Let’s go over to the sink.’We waddled across and she hung over the sink, letting her breasts drip freely, then she began to squeeze them, increasing the flow, and making little sighing noises. Obviously she was enjoying it. I realized that she was masturbating, in a way. I eased the shoulders of her night-gown down and undid the front buttons. The smell of her body rose into my nostrils. Thin spurts of milk came from her nipples with every squeeze.
‘Let me do it.’ I whispered, grasping the two huge mounds. She let me without a murmur, supporting herself over the sink. The night-gown was down around her waist, kept up only by my body pressing against her back. I milked her gently but firmly and she moaned with delight.’Do you want to cum, Anjali?’ I said softly.’I want . . . I want . . ‘ She shook her head.’What? Tell me . . ”I want. . . I can’t say it . . .”Do you want to be fucked by someone who’s desperate for you? Is that what you want?’
She shuddered, then nodded her head silently. I stepped back and the night-gown fell to the floor, revealing her shapely ass and long legs. Hurriedly I stripped, and touched her on the shoulder. She turned round, her still-dripping breasts swinging towards me. They were enormous, the nipples red and projecting, the aureoles brown, saucer-sized, puckered.
She gasped when she saw my huge erection pointing at her like a loaded cannon, and sank to her knees. I grasped her hands and lay back on the kitchen floor, pulling her down on top of me. She got astride my hips and I helped her trembling hands to position the head of my cock between her lips. She was amazingly wet and hot – she must have been juicing for ages. She sank down onto me, engulfing me in her ample tunnel. The milk from her breasts ran down her stomach and into her pubic hair.
As I slid easily into her thickly juiced cunt, she gave a enormous groan of relief.’Oh God, you don’t know how good that feels!’ She began to rise and fall on me, letting me piston in and out with loud sucking noises. I grasped her solid breasts and squeezed them, making the milk flow between my fingers and down my arms. We thrust together, her moans increasing in intensity. Before long her tempo increased and she leant forward urgently, her breasts dangling like melons over my face. I felt the warm drops. I grabbed her ass and pumped up and down in her liquid hole,
Knowing that she was going to cum and that I was too. Her rhythm reached a peak and she cried out breathlessly and I felt my aching cock gripped by her powerful internal muscles. Simultaneously fine jets of milk squirted in all directions from her nipples, drenching my face and hair. It was so arousing that I climaxed abruptly, jetting cum deep into her while she bathed me in her own juices. She slumped on top of me, breathing hard. I looked into her eyes. Her face had changed – she no longer looked tired, the stress lines in the corners of her eyes had gone. She glowed with sexual happiness.
She reached out and grabbed a towel, then carefully wiped my face. ‘You are wet,’ she smiled. ‘I’m sorry, I couldn’t help it.” It’s as if you’ve cum in my face,’ I said. She smiled sadly.’ It’s a long time since anyone’s cum in my face,’ she said. Suddenly she buried her face in my shoulder. ‘Oh, what have we done? I’m sure Abhay will realize. I won’t be able to behave normally after this. We shouldn’t have done all this. . ”What else could we do? Didn’t you like it?’
She hugged me, squashing her wonderful breasts between us. ‘This happened for the first time in last one year. You can’t imagine how it felt. I couldn’t have stood it much longer.’ Although my erection had gone temporarily, she still held me in her. My cock was warm and snug in her wet cave. I shifted my buttocks.’ Are you comfortable down there?” Well, the floor is a bit hard, I must admit. Should we go to the bedroom?’Oh, I don’t know . . .’
Don’t you want it again?” Of course I want it again. I want it over and over again, non-stop for weeks!’ She was laughing now.’ Well, I’ll do my best.’ She got off me, reluctantly I thought, releasing a little flood of juices onto my stomach. I noticed wet patches on the carpet tiles.’Wanna clean up? I offered her the towel. She shook her head. ‘I haven’t had cum running down my legs for years.’ she said matter-of-factly. ‘ It makes me feel 10 years younger!’
She insisted on taking the cot with us. I followed her ass up the stairs, hearing the slick of her wet thighs as they rubbed against each other. In the bedroom, she laid a towel on the bed and lay back on it, her ass on the edge of the bed. ‘I’m all yours,’ she said, opening her thighs. Her cunt glistened with juices. I knelt between her thighs and buried my face in the hot petals. She tasted of all the exotic spices of womanhood. I drank her essence eagerly, then moved to her clit, and she moaned deep in her throat. She came easily, without stress, clamping her wet thighs around my head.
I was fully erect again by now and quickly stood up and plunged into her hole before she had stopped coming. A few strokes and she came again, more urgently. I held her legs wide and rammed into her with a powerful rhythm. I guessed that she had missed most of all the feel of a big cock pistoning relentlessly inside her, and I seemed to be right, for she just rode with me, gasping every time I plumbed her depths. My cock felt huge and potent – our first fuck had taken the edge of my urgent lust and I felt as if I could keep going all day. I leaned forward, grinding my pubic bone against hers and kneaded her breasts, renewing the spurts of milk that ran down her sides and onto the towel. She began to gasp urgently and I felt my cock squeezed hard by her cunt muscles. It took a lot of control not to come. When she had ridden out her climax I withdrew and knelt to lick her again, drawing another thigh-clamping orgasm from her. My own imminent climax had receded so I turned her over so that her glorious ass jutted proudly towards me, and sank my cock gratefully into her cunt once again. I pumped her with long, deep strokes, watching with glee the build-up of juice at the base of my cock, and the smiling pink pucker of her rear entrance.
I was really going deep in her now, the head of my cock striking the front of her cunt and bouncing off to ram into her womb, and she was loving every inch of it. In fact the continuous friction against her tightly-gripping cunt had somewhat desensitized my cock, which was good as I wanted to give her as long a fuck as I could, to make up for all her months of abstinence. I kept up the steady rhythm, pounding harder and harder, almost wanting her to tell me it was too much for her. But she was obviously a woman built for intensive fucking, and eventually I had to stop and let my arousal subside.
I tongued her clit again and she climaxed swiftly, her cries of ecstasy muffled by the mattress. I turned her over again and spread her legs wide. She looked up at me happily.’Not getting sore?’ I said.’Should I be?”Just wondered. You’re not used to it.”I’ve got a lot of catching up to do,’ she said, jerking her hips up at me. ‘Come on, fuck me some more!’
I did, as hard and as deep as I could. She took it all and loved it, gasping and shouting in time with my thrusts. I lost all track of time, stopping only when I knew I was on the verge of cuming and then tonguing her until she came. Every so often I would turn her over and take her from the rear, glorying in the sight of her juice-smeared ass and tightly-stretched anus. I still felt that I could keep going all day and I couldn’t think of anything I’d rather spend a day doing.
My balls by this time had almost disappeared inside me, I was so full of unspent cum that I felt I was about to burst. Anjali had begun to cum quite frequently while I was fucking her, rather than only when I tongued her clit, and the fierce clenching of her cunt made it harder and harder to control myself. Inevitably one particularly violent squeeze took me over the edge, and I knew I was past the point at which I could stop the bursting flood of sperm from blasting its way out.
‘I’m going to cum!’ I gasped, and to my shock Anjali quickly sat up, my cock loudly withdrawing from her, and twisted round so that she was lying with her face at the level of my hips. She clutched my huge reddened glistening shaft with both hands and opened her mouth wide. It was all done so fast that I was still rushing headlong down the final slope to climax. At the first touch of her hands I erupted and a long stream of whitish liquid jetted into her face, hitting her cheek and nose with an audible splash. That was just the first and by no means the most powerful – again and again
I fountainhead helplessly into her mouth and face, my legs sagging from the power of my long-delayed climax. She laughed with delight and her tongue lashed around her lips, trying to gather up as much of my gift as she could before my spurts subsided. It seemed a lifetime before I was empty, and still her hands coaxed further spasms from my cock, until I was crying out with the almost painful jerks that radiated through my body.
My thin cream covered her, it was matting her hair, dripping from her eyelids (she had kept her eyes open throughout, even when my flood hit her full on the forehead), running down her cheeks and nose, pooling in her wide-open mouth and trickling off her chin. I sank to my knees, exhausted, and looked in wonderment at her white-streaked face. I had always thought that ‘facials’ were something that men liked to see and women just had to put up with. Anjali, it seemed, loved them. And I had thought she was a demure little housewife.
‘When do you have your meeting?’ she said, the cum in her mouth slurring her words a little. Oh my God, I had completely lost track of time. I had half an hour to shower, dress, drive ten kilometers and try and get my brain into gear. I made it, just, but all through the meeting I was seeing Anjali’s cum-spattered face smiling at me and feeling the dull ache in my cock and in my crotch, almost as if someone had kicked me. That was six weeks ago. I’m staying with them again next week, just for the night. Abhay told me over phone that he might not be home…he has to go for a meeting. We’ll see what happens.
My Sex with Teacher
Dear Readers I am faez 22 years old from Islamabad, Pakistan back again with my second Story thanks for appreciation of my first Story “Threesome with Bi-Couple In Islamabad”. This Story is about 4 years old when I was Student of Ist Year or Grade 11, I use to take tuition from Mam Romana who was my teacher since class 8th, As people from Pakistan knows the Quality of education in government college is not very good so coaching become compulsory, I use to go to tuition at her home in the evening she was unmarried and 27 years old at that time, Mostly her mother use to be at home and her father and brother are on their jobs in the evening when I go for tuition. She use to teach at Private School near her house where I also Studied till class 10th. I was the only male Student at her tuition others are female , she was very frank with me because she know me from last 5 years. Let me come to the story it was Sunday and month of May , Mostly I don’t go for tuition on Saturday and Sunday but that day I went because my Mathematics exam was Scheduled on Monday and I am very weak in Mathematics, I reached her home at 10 am , she was sleeping at that time and came after I rang the doorbell 5,6 times. She came in night suit and open the door and ask me to come inside House. When I look at her carefully I saw her well shaped boobs are exposed because she was not wearing dupatta at that time and her cleavage is also visible. I was feeling some thing inside my shalwar(I was wearing shalwar Qameez) , She went to bedroom and I was imagining wild things, She came after 20 minutes after taking Bath and changing dress, and sat near me and ask me to show the questions in which I was facing Problems. I asked her about her family on which she told that they went to attend family function to near place. I saw the opportunity and feel sorry for her and cursed myself that she had to remain at her house on which she said it’s ok with her. She started teaching me but my mind was lost somewhere else. After sometime I told her that I am not able to concentrate on Questions. She showed some anger on this , but than enquired me where your mind is. I tried to avoid answering but than she was not listening and she said you have to answer otherwise I will not teach you today. As I told you earlier she was very frank with me. I said that I will fail in the exam if you will not teach me. But she was not agreeing than I hesitantly told her that it was not something to tell to female, On which she gave me naughty smile but said you will have to tell me , Than I shyly said that my penis is disturbing me a lot , she was stunned by answer but shamelessly asked why is it so . I refuse to tell but she pumped me than I take promise from her that you will not get offend by this and you wil not tell this to any one because I am telling you this on your request , she agreed and I told her shyly that I saw your cleavage and boobs when you came to open the door. She got angry first but than said , What do you think of me , Am I sexy , I said yes you are she said explain I said not possible for me . than she persuaded so I said yes you are cute you have well shaped boobs, your back is sexy and your ass is also hot. She said do you like me I said yes , than I take the opportunity and grab her hand and planted a kiss on which she said what are you doing but I don’t left and started foreplay now only fake resistance remained. Our foreplay remain for 10 minutes than I move my hands to her boobs inside Kameez and move her Kameez bit up and removed Kameez , I also remove my kameez now she was more excited than me . I started sucking her medium size boobs and caressing his upper body with hands which is making her more hot , After sucking I move to lower body and remove her shalwar and underwear and started fingering her vagina , I was doing what I have learned from Sex movies, she got more hot with that and take my 5 inches penis in her hands and moving her hands on penis. I asked her to take penis inside which she refused I made several requests on which she just put her lips on penis head and spit on the floor and than I don’t said her again. Now I inserted my penis inside and slowly giving jerks she was feeling very little pain because I don’t have a large penis but she was enjoying it. After 7,8 minutes when I was about to cum she ask me to put my penis out to avoid any mishap which I did, and I cum on her belly which I learned from movies… and both fell on the bed naked , after few minutes we again started playing with each other bodies and had 2 more sessions that day and enjoyed a lot and than in the evening studied a lot also and I passed Mathematics with good marks. Now she is married and living abroad and had two very cute children from her husband, her husband is a nice gentleman whenever she come to Islamabad I went to meet her and if got a chance we use to have some sex as well. I also did anal sex with her after marriage because her husband use to do anal sex sometimes… I am also Studying in University know. This is end of my Story hope you all enjoyed the Story.
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