Dear friends its a bit long story. But i assure u that it will give u complete enjoyment if u read it full Shahida was a pretty nice, well-kept woman in her late 30s; the kind one really goes for. She was always turning heads and often heard the side comments made about her figure, although she didn’t look like she did when she was younger. Three children and eighteen years changed her body and she didn’t think she was nearly as sexy as when she married.She was a gorgeous, luxuriously built woman of voluptuous proportions. She had a beautiful round, captivating face, sexy and expressive dark brown eyes that looked like hot honey with aching lust, and a beautiful thin nose. She had full luscious juicy red lips, sparkling white teeth and silky black hair that fell to just above her hip. She had a well-maintained body, which showed some signs of ageing making her look plumper and filled out everywhere but certainly not disagreeable. It happened to most of Indian married women. It was admitted that she had a great body. She was like old wine. She was buxom with abundant rich curves all over, a nice curvaceous figure and slightly oversized breasts. Her waist was ample and her prominent seductive sweet swollen hips rhythmically swayed as she walked. Unfortunately, Safdar her husband was too old for a woman in her thirties. Safdar was handsome and in good shape, but safdar was 59 and Shahida required someone with more energy. She required a young guy who was intrigued and desired her greatly. Keeping private driver is common in India for the family and they could afford a reasonably good life-style, which by Indian standards is reasonably lavish, so they have a private driver. Imran was a young driver for the family. Safdar had his own driver. Like most of the young guys, Imran has always developed fantasies for Shahida, his beautiful and hot looking mature ma’am. Imran was just twenty-six years with a muscular physique and masculine looks. He was proud of his big cock and had always wanted to please Shahida. Imran secretly jerked off thinking about Shahida.
It was really Shahida’s luscious bottom that got Imran’s attention. It was perfect, so round and proportionate to the rest of her. Her bottom was beautifully curved and had begged to be fondled. He often hung back anywhere she went in the house, just to watch her walk. She had the hips they could make men of his age animals. He imagined a lot of men’s cock rammed up her ass. Imran fantasized about simply ordering her to stand up, bend over, and lift her shilwar and qameez. He couldn’t help it. He could picture her smooth skin. He thought about how it would feel to squeeze her ass cheeks and feel around with his fingers, finding the wet valley and probing her ass. In the afternoon, she often visited a two story building and she always asked Imran to wait. Imran wondered where she goes in the building, and what she does there. When she returned, he thought her face seemed flushed, and she always had fresh lipstick. She always acted tired or maybe just very relaxed. He often saw a young man-waving goodbye to her and he felt envious, being sure that the young man was sexually involved with her.Once, after visiting that building, he was cleaning the car after returning home and he found a damp spot on the seat where Shahida had been sitting. He rubbed his fingers on the wet spot and smelled them. He was sure the smell was of pussy juice and semen, which had drained out of Shahida as she sat there. That day she returned back from the building soon unusually. As he thought of her wet pussy pressed against the seat, he developed an uncomfortable hard-on and pressed his lips against the car seat.
Shameless slut, he thought, and his chest hammered with excitement. She never acted unusual in the home. She always appeared to be a dutiful and conservative housewife.Imran intended to get some proof of her sexual activity and use it to blackmail her into letting him enjoy her sexual pleasures also.The main telephone line ran by near the servant room where he lived, and he spliced in an extension to it so he could record all phone conversations. He soon learned that his ma’am was having erotic conversations with her lover almost every day, and always discussing what they had done with each other, and promising to repeat the experience again as soon as possible. Just listening to these conversations made him so stiff he needed to relieve himself as he thought about how he would soon possess her himself for these very same loving activities. The next day, when they were returning from her visiting of that , Imran asked, “Ma’am why do you go into that building every day?”We have some friends there and I go to meet them,” she replied.”i’ve seen your friend many times,” he said.She stared at him for a few seconds, long enough to feel uncomfortable, then said, “That’s none of your business. Anyway, he is a friend of ours.”Imran paused, and then asked, “Does your husband know you are going into this building daily? I think your husband doesn’t know you are having an affair. Maybe I should tell him.”She looked worried and quickly responded, “Be careful what you say. Stay within your limits.”Imran said, “You are a very good woman and you have a nice husband and family. I would like to know you better.” She quickly responded, “What do you mean by that?”When they got home, he gave her a cassette and asked her to listen to it. Without saying a word she took it and went into her bedroom. She quickly put the audiotape he had recorded in the player to listen to. As soon as she recognized her own voice, she gasped. And when she recognized her lover, she gasped even louder. And she knew only too well how her husband would react if he ever heard this. He would kill her.
She stop the player and came out of her room. Imran was waiting for her just outside of her room. When she saw him standing here, she screamed, “Where did you get this tape?””From your phone, where else”, he replied, smiling widely. “I found it quite surprising. And so would your husband, don’t you think?””You are out of your mind if you, you…” she stuttered, then said, “You can’t be serious.” She added, “Ok! What do you want? How much?”Imran smiled, “Ok! I hope we can make a deal.”Shahida squeezed her eyes shut and tears leaked out. “Deal? What kind of deal? How much do you want? I have only a small allowance to spend on household expenses.”She blew her nose on a napkin. Imran smiled again. “A simple deal. Do you want to discuss a simple deal?””Yes! Tell me what you want.””Are you willing to pay the price?””What price? How much do you want? I told you I do not have any extra money!” She was still crying and beginning to sob as well.”A simple deal, NOT money. What I want very much is for you to share yourself with me as you have been with others. You may not know how much I adore you, but I do. And really, you have no other choice, unless you want me to give a copy of all the tapes to your husband,” Imran told her.She just stood there like a statue. She heard the words “all the tapes” and realized that there was no way she could explain away many romantic conversations. Her husband would kill her if he found out. He was powerful and could do it without fear of any consequences. But then she realized that she could easily prevent her husband from finding out. The tears stopped and her expression changed to one of faint amusement mixed with disbelief as she realized how easily she could keep her husband from learning. He did not want money. He wanted her sexually.
But when she tried to speak, she could only stammer. “Imran, what did you say?”The driver repeated, “I expect you to share your beautiful body with me as you do with others.”She felt relieved to hear him say that, but pretended to be angry and upset, even as she realized how easily she would be able to solve an otherwise fatal problem.She thought to herself, then said, “You mean I just have to do what you want?” she said.”You have no other way,” he replied.Suddenly, Shahida turned her head and looked directly at him saying, “But I will never let you…. You know…You are out of your mind. I’ll never do that!”Imran laughed and said,” I think you will, and you will enjoy it. Otherwise your husband will find out about you, and I don’t think you will find that a good thing. You will lose your family, and maybe your life.””You wouldn’t really do that, would you?”I don’t want to do that. But I would and I will,” Imran grinned.He saw the worried look on Shahida’s face. Imran smiled. “You really have only one choice, and I will make it a pleasant one, I know we will have great pleasure together!””If you tell him i’ll…””Why don’t you calm down, take it easy,” Imran said.Suddenly he grabbed her by the arm and hugged her and he pressed his frame against her soft breasts as she awkwardly and embarrassedly tried to pull away from his grasp, but couldn’t. He attempted to lower his lips to hers but she turned her face. He kissed her earlobe and her tender neck. She groaned loudly and tried to twist away from his wicked tongue, but he stayed with her, lapping her. After a half-minute she’d reached sensory overload and was whimpering “Imran” as she twisted and turned under him. “Please, Imran…” she pleaded. Of course, the last thing she wanted was for him to stop.Imran had learned that if you have an old cat over a barrel you never let them up easy, because they will never let up on you. Imran’s fingers traced across Shahida’s waistline and across her buttocks and then he gently squeezed her.”I request that you not do this with me?” she whispered. “I am dying for you madam, and have been for a very long time,” he whispered. “I can’t do it and I’m afraid of this. You know my husband will kill us both if he finds out?” she said, trying to scare him off.”But you do it with your lover.”
Once again he grabbed her and this time Shahida did not resist, allowing him to massage her ass. She believed his earlier threat, it had scared her, and she was unwilling to risk everything by resisting him. He pulled her pushing her back against the wall and began kissing her hard on her neck and face, giving her several love bites to remember him by.It took no time for Imran to become fully erect and he pressed his groin into her tummy. She felt his hardness against her tummy and could not help but notice how large his manhood was.Please, Imran. I request you. Please let me go. You have kissed me and that is enough,” she said, but was now breathing heavily. Imran could feel the sexual heat building in her. “Your body and mind are operating at different levels, ma’am. Look how you made me hard,” he whispered as he attempted to lower his lips to hers but she turned away again, so he had to kiss her neck. He turned her head toward him and pressed his lips against hers, and although she tried weakly to pull her lips away, Imran was too strong. His tongue was touching places never before touched and his hand was now again caressing her buttocks.Imran started kissing her passionately. She thought he would be happy with just kissing, and since it was nice, she kissed him back, hoping that would be enough to satisfy him. Her tongue pushed his back into his mouth and followed it. Then she pulled away.
“Please Imran stop it now,” she whispered feeling his hard-on against her. His lips were quickly lowering her resistance. She felt his hands pulling out the back waistband on her shorts and then trying to Squeeze his fingers down under them. But they were too tight for his large fingers.”I warn you to keep quiet. It’s in your own interest,” he said.Saying that, he began whispering in her ear, “You know you love to fuck. I have heard your conversations and I know you love a hard cock in you. You go almost every noon to meet that guy who fucks you, so why don’t you give me just this one chance today. At least try me this once and I assure you that you will love having my cock in you very much.”Imran’s fingers got braver and braver until his thumb pressed forward into her breast. She looked over at Imran, stared at him and thought about what was happening. She felt her nipples stiffening and poking through her black qameez inside the black bra. Her nipples were very sensitive and it wasn’t long before she could feel the heat building in her lower body. It upset her to know that he could do that to her. “It feels so nasty and exciting,” she thought as she closed her eyes and pretended she was not happy with the situation. She was breathing hard letting her breasts swell in and out uncontrollably underneath her qameez and tight bra.Imran then completely covered Shahida’s petite breasts with his hand. He fondled her breasts. She felt overwhelmed by anger, frustration and a wanton, uncontrollable lust.”Let me feel and see you ma’am,” he whispered in her ear before nibbling on it.As hot as she was she knew she needed to let him fuck her. And that would prevent her husband from learning about her lust. Once Imran had fucked her, he could never tell her husband or he would die with her.His hand had slid between her legs. He knew she was getting ready for sex, despite her words. But she closed her thighs not to let him touch her ther”No! Don’t touch me there,” Shahida cried. Imran moaned loudly in ecstasy and closed his mouth on her breast, through all those layers of clothes, and bit down firmly but not enough to injure her. In her heart she wanted to allow him to touch her bare skin. She wanted his rough demanding hands on her melting, simmering flesh. He smiled at her and, as she looked into his eyes, something passed between the two of them–the knowledge that he was about to possess her fully.
Their lips met as if for the first time. He forced his hand between her neckline and around the softness of her breast, but she didn’t allow him so Imran massaged and squeezed her lovely breasts and pinched her nipples through her cloths. Her nipples became erect and stiff and stood like miniature antennas. Imran massaged, squeezed and played with her boobs to his heart’s desire. Shahida shuddered as the pleasure of the tit massage went straight to her cunt. He heard her moan, “Please don’t do this with me.” Ignoring her pleads he once again slid his fingers through the neckline of her qameez and touched the soft skin in her bra. He put his fingers between her breasts and felt the skin just surrounding them as he played between them. Shahida closed her eyes and felt his fingers and hand touch and rub over her tits.Imran moved his hand to the nipple of her breast. It was that sensation that caused her to grab his wrist to stop his progress. Using his palms to massage the outer parts of her big tits, his eyes were glued on them; they were so full and heavy. Her pussy was dripping wet as he continued massaging her breasts and back, squeezing her ass again at the same time.He was trying to push his finger under her butt and get between her thighs at her pussy. He moved his hand under the front of her dress and caressed her thigh until his fingers were almost against her damp pussy lips when she pushed that hand away from her. She was wet dripping wet and knew if he continued touching her pussy he would know how much she liked it. She knew if he touched it she would not be able to say “No.”Her tiny hand reached back and grabbed onto his wrist. “Don’t…I don’t want you to touch me there.”
Imran didn’t stop his effort and again pushed his finger under her ass trying to touch her pussy. This time she didn’t stop him and actually opened her legs. The next thing she knew he was touching his cock to her.He stroked and tickled her pussy through the shilwar, feeling her wetness, feeling her hips begin to move in response to his caresses. By now Shahida had her arms tightly around Imran’s neck, pulling him closer, and was groaning with pleasure into his mouth. The thought of stopping him seemed to have disappeared from her mind.Suddenly, she felt like she was on fire. “You shouldn’t be touching me there.” But he didn’t hear her and concentrated his touches there. He looked straight into her captivating eyes that were filled with deep lust. Her cunt was really dripping and he knew how horny she was.He grabbed and led her to his room. “Imran, anybody could come and see us!” she implored, as he had kicked the door behind them. When pulling her into his arms again, he could feel her hardened nipples pressing into his chest.His lips went to her ear and whispered, “I want you to undress and then you have something very special to give to me.” He started undressing her and pulled off her dress. They kissed a little more, not quite as deeply this time.His eyes opened wide now upon seeing her naked. Her stomach looked so beautiful. He never really knew what to look at and admire: her full breasts or her soft, round stomach and her cute belly button. The way her sides curved and showed off her hips, he could stare at her all day long from the hips up. Between Shahida’s thighs she had a shaved, plump and fat cunt that was wet and glistening. She kept her pussy neatly shaved.Her hair was in her face a little and it made her look all the hotter. Seeing under her breasts and how much higher and bigger they looked were wonderful views for him.
They both sat on the bed looking at her pink, softly raised nipples and the soft, pale fleshy breasts hanging out. He asked her to sit in his lap and Shahida sat sideways on Imran’s lap while he lovingly kissed her nipples. She shivered and groaned, watching him suck her. She felt her genitals cream and slide around. His erection made a rock under her and pressed hard against her butt. She wanted to touch him but felt too shy.Shahida bit her lower lip and still had her eyes closed, with Imran sucking on her tits. She felt her tits being squeezed together while Imran tried to take both of her nipples in his mouth.He kept one hand on her leg while the other slowly reached out towards his ma’am and touched around her inner pussy lips and felt the soft, warm skin.He saw the signs of total surrender, but he wasn’t quite sure what was in store. And then she whispered the words she knew turned him on, “I offer myself to you for your pleasure. But I am sure this goes without saying, don’t tell anyone about this, even your friends, because it’ll ruin both of us.”She felt his lips and fingers and hands rub gently over her breasts.”Don’t worry, that won’t be happening,” he assured her, squeezing the sides of her breasts and taking in the softness of her flesh. These felt so good, better than any girl of his age he had felt up. These were mature and plump. “They feel so good.”She was beginning to burn with passion. Carefully, she began to adjust her position. Imran leaned back against the bed, watching to see what she would do. She didn’t think about what would happen. The next thing she knew her hand was filled with the hot stiffness of his cock. It was so big and fat. He was solidly built and a lot superior to her other lover in his weight and height. Shahida’s cunt throbbed as she suddenly imagined Imran’s huge, cunt-pleasing cock plowing into her shaved, smooth cunt, ramming in and out very deep and hard.
Now Imran laid her down. Shahida was lying naked on the bed, shyly trying to cover her naked body parts with her hands. Imran was smiling victoriously and joyfully.Imran grinned kicking off his shoes and sliding his shilwar off the rest of the way. All he had now was his qameez and he didn’t need to take that off to give his sexy ma’am the hard fucking she needed. But he pulled it also and there he was, completely naked with his long huge cock erect like a pole. His bronze skin was shining and his muscular body was proclaiming his strength. He had a cock even bigger than her husband’s and her lover’s.Imran leaned down, took her milky tits in his hands and then started sucking her nipples. She lactated for him and he was slurping her breast like a three-month-old baby. She’d never felt that great in her life before, not even with her lover. His action sent shivers through her spine and at that very moment she felt herself getting involved.She held her tits with her hands and gave them into Imran’s mouth one after another.Having won her consent, Imran moved down kissing her belly, between her legs and kissed them eagerly. He guided her legs apart and eyed the big cunt of his ma’am. Her labia were engorged and shining with wetness. He put one of his fingers into her pussy lips and started moving it in and out gently. Shahida wanted him to enter her now but he was teasing her. Shahida spread her legs to give him access. He then took his finger out of her pussy and licked her juices off it. He seemed to be savoring the taste of her juices. He offered his wet finger to her and she took it into her mouth, tasting her own juices. It felt too good to her. Imran bent down between her thighs and traced a finger along one crest, spread her pink petals, and began to eat. He glued his lips to her clit, sucking and licking it wildly.”OH,” she gasped out. She jumped at his touch and he pulled her back into place. He pressed his face firmly into her pussy, licking and growling. She spread her legs more to give him access. She felt the vibrations and cried out. Her body shook as she came. She had never felt like this in her life. She panted like a steam engine, moaning his name.
She wrapped her legs around his head keeping him in place. Her moans were louder this time and her hips bucked freely with her being on the couch and able to make such wild movements. He felt her hands on the back of his head shoving his face into her pussy as his tongue was still trying to lick around. The thoughts of her driver eating her pussy were racing through her mind. Finally, he brought her to a climax with his mouth, without warning, for the first time in her life.Her cunt was burning and she wanted Imran to fuck her now. She was lying spread-eagled and he climbed between her inviting thighs. Finally, she looked at Imran with real passion in her eyes and a flushed face and chest and asked, “Would you like to get between my legs?” “Would I like to get between her legs?” he thought about that for a moment and asked, “Are you asking me if I’d like to put my cock in you?”She, shyly, said, “Yes, Imran! Now you can fuck me, Imran. That is all you want, right? Let me confess that i’ve never seen a cock as big as yours,” Shahida told Imran and it brought a sudden rush of satisfaction to his face.”I’m going to give you what no one else can,” Imran announced. Shahida could surely tell he was right.He asked, “Are you ready?”She smiled wickedly, nodded, reached for his cock and said, “I can’t wait any longer.”Shahida got up on the bed and Imran pushed her down on her back and pulled her legs apart. She waited for the final indignity of having her body violated by the driver. She knew that she was splitting hairs, Imran wasn’t the first man other than her husband to fuck her, but he was the first that he was not of her class.
Imran mounted the naked Shahida, crawling up between her thighs with his giant, dripping cock pulsing over her tanned stomach. She raised her head and looked down just in time to see. She fell back on the bed and was trying to catch her breath. Impatiently, Shahida reached down, grasping his cock and directing the cock head to her hairless, shaved, smooth cunt. He held Shahida by her hips as she tried to ride his monster cock. Only a couple of inches inside her pussy and a slight surge of pain hit her entire body. Imran widened the opening of her pussy with his hand and pushed his cock in it slowly. Imran could not believe how easy that was. He could not believe he was going to fuck his ma’am.The more it slid in, the more excitement replaced the initial strike of pain and she took it fully in. Then Imran’s turgid cock had penetrated her succulent pussy like a hot knife into butter. Imran wondered how many men had been there before him.She felt the walls of her pussy expand to accept him and for a moment she felt like he was going to tear her open. It hurt some but quickly waves of ecstasy engulfed her as his huge member penetrated deeper and deeper. Never in her life had she felt anything so arousing.She whimpered and bit her lip as she felt his meaty cock boring into her and stretching her thick-lipped cunt to bursting around the invading thickness of his cock. His hard cock felt like hot steel as he pushed inside her. When he was all the way in he pressed his groin against her, rotating his hips slowly to put pressure on her clit. Fireworks were popping in her head and shortly she was experiencing one of the biggest and strongest climaxes ever. Within seconds Shahida was wailing and pumping at him as her orgasm overwhelmed her. She squealed and then the couple savored the feeling of one another’s bodies in silence. When he felt that Shahida had relaxed from her climax he spread her knees apart to put his hips in the best position to hammer in his cock again. Then he started stroking, in and out. It was gentle and careful at first, and then his patience left him and his strokes became faster and more powerful. She felt herself responding to him again.
His hand reached to her slit and he started to rub it.”Oh, Imran. Slowly, Stroke my clit slowly, Imran. That would feel good.”Though he was inexperienced, he did it like an expert and rubbed all over her clit and stroked her. She moaned and started jerking her hips as he worked it. He slid his thumb inside her slit next to his cock and pulled it out wet with her juices. He reached his free hand up to her left tit and squeezed her white full breasts. She was in heaven and wondered how he knew all these tricks.She wrapped her legs around him, closed her eyes and tried to lose herself in sexual euphoria while at the same time trying to blank out the fact that it was being given to her by a blackmailer.He lifted her plump sweating thighs up and over his shoulder and bit the flesh of her smooth legs. He plunged his raging cock in and out of her wet hot cunt like there was no tomorrow.He was fucking her with gentle pushes but gained momentum quickly as he continued to pounce her mature pussy. She’d never been fucked with such power and force. He was dashing her pussy and his cock was miles inside her pussy.She started humping and wiggling her juicy big ass, thrusting her throbbing cunt onto his huge cock. She couldn’t explain the waves of pure lust that were now driving her. She grabbed his buttocks and helped him drive his cock into her. It was beyond belief.His cock was all the way inside her, buried to his balls in her cunt.
Shahida had never felt so stuffed with a hard cock in her life and this was the ultimate. She was feeling like she was in heaven. He was jamming his hips into her trying to bury himself in as far as he could. He was trying to split her. Imran was smacking her pussy, ramming against her hips with a repeated thud.
Suddenly his cock slipped out of her cunt.”Ohhh, Imran. Easy, do it easy. This pussy isn’t going to run away. Relax. There is no hurry,” she whispered and moaned. She reached down and stuffed the length of his penis that had slipped out. He thrust downwards and she bucked her hips.His hands groped for her breasts and she arched her back to offer them to his greedy hands. He mauled them savagely, increasing the pace of his thrusts. He bent his head and licked her jiggling breasts, sliding his tongue over the engorged nipples. Her legs were wrapped around Imran’s waist and he kept sucking her breasts and kissing passionately on her neck and lips.Shahida couldn’t believe the talent he had for making a woman feel good. He was barely in his early twenties, but he knew what he was doing.Shahida wrapped her arms around Imran’s back as he gave her the swatting blows and raised her legs as high as she could and locked her calves together across his back. Then she started wiggling and humping like a horny bitch in deep sex, frantically fucking her tight, wet cunt onto his stiff cock. She screamed that she was awfully horny and wanted him to fuck her and do nothing but fuck her deep inside her horny cunt. Her hands slipped down his bare back and she grasped his buttocks with them, squeezing the pliant flesh there. She hooked her hand and thrust it between his rocking legs from behind, trying to grasp his scrotum.”Fuck me deeper and harder! Fuck me as hard as you can!” Shahida hoarsely cried out. Her voice was husky and very erotic and that turned him on very much.Imran pulled out, withdrawing until only the crown of his bloated, dripping hard-on distended into Shahida’s cunt lips.He shuddered as he came down hard again, again spearing every inch of his giant fuck organ into her juicy cunt. By then Shahida was humping like a sex-starved machine, her lovely breasts bouncing and quivering as she pistoned her cunt onto his cock. Imran met her rhythm, slamming his cock deeply into her buttery, soaking cunt. Imran started stroking harder, making Shahida grimace and shudder as he really started nailing his immense cock into her clinging, throbbing cunt.
She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, hugging him tight, gasping and squealing as her cunt throbbed uncontrollably around his cock. Imran panted on her shoulders, and then started fucking her as hard as he could.She had felt totally drained after her continual orgasms. Yet, to her shock, she could feel another climax approaching. Imran’s regular, unrelenting thrusts took her higher, higher, and finally she screamed and tightened her fingers frantically against the muscles of his back. Her cunt burst again into orgasm, oozing out fuck cream, the narrow pink walls gripping and contracting around his tremendously huge cock. It felt so good to her and she was out of this world now. Her body was bathed in sweat, exerting that final bit as her superb tummy met him at each stroke making soft flesh-slapping sounds.Her moans had turned into whispers and sighs as the final climax hit her, her body stretched to full glory.Shahida was motionless, breathing heavily. With a sudden, deep groan and forceful deep thrust, Imran came at the same time. He saw stars in front of his eyes as he released cum in a series of short bursts inside her womb. Shahida felt it spraying and spewing, erupting deep inside her cunt, deluging her cunt with a hot soothing load of juices. It flooded her pussy as he laid over her with his full weight. They both were gasping and absorbing the moment.She whispered in his ear, “Imran, I was blind not seeing you. I was mad to go out for that little penis. You have real a nice cock!”
“I told you that I will make it unforgettable for you and you’ll remember this,” Imran replied kissing her and collapsed on top of her, ramming his cock into the hilt recovering his breath next to her hot sweaty Body.After few minutes Imran took his cock out of her cunt. His cock was drenched with her cum mixed with his own cum. They both lay there still breathing hard and Imran rolled off and began to massage and kiss her breasts again. Her pussy was wet and overflowing. She could feel a couple of globs of his cum run down between the cheeks of her ass and then drop to the sheet. The afterglow was fabulous and she made no attempt to move away. They lay there for some time kissing and fondling each other. Very quickly they both wished for anther fuck. She began to feel new wetness developing and she couldn’t resist reaching down and taking hold of his cock again. To her surprise he was starting to harden again. This man must be made of steel; he was now getting hard for the second time in no more than fifteen minutes. His cock was really throbbing now.He lifted his head from her breasts and their mouths and tongues met again. Soon they were breathing hard and she was handling his cock with finesse. He asked her to come on top of him and that was what she wanted this time. It was her favorite style when she made love with her lover she went on top of him, because her husband never asked her to climb on him. She wanted to be on top of this man. She got on her knees and then straddled him. His fat cock was pointing straight up and she slowly impaled herself on the cock. It was fantastic, lowering herself a little at a time, and enjoying the feel as his cock contacted every nerve in her pussy. She screamed as her pussy clenched around his dick setting it off. She actually had a small orgasm before she completely enveloped his entire cock. And this time his organ was touching her further in her pussy.Shahida bounced up and down with abandon and was completely lost in the sensations of feeling a cock as she had never felt before. She almost wanted to pass out, as the feeling was so intense. Then Imran pulled her towards him and sucked her nipple and she couldn’t help but cry out in passion. She wanted the sensations to go on forever but another crashing climax hit. At the same time, Imran pumped a second load of his sperm into her.
When the orgasm faded away Shahida’s head was laying on his chest and his dick was still inside her. He could feel the oozing of his cum sliding down his balls. Shahida lay there, on top of him, for a few minutes reveling in the afterglow.When she looked to the wall clock she realized that they had been fucking for almost two hours, and soon her children may come. So she grabbed her clothes and dashed naked for her bedroom and straight to the bathroom. She quickly sat on the toilet trying to empty Imran’s cum from her pussy.She had to admit that she was getting more sexual satisfaction out of her meetings with Imran that she was getting from her other lovers. If she could just get over the fact that Imran was their driver it wouldn’t be bad.Once after a long hot fuck she called Imran back to her bedroom, fucked him, sucked him and then fucked him again until he pushed her away.”I’m too tired. We need to stop it and your husband may come home.””Fuck him! I’ll fuck you,” and she bent her head and went for his cock.So, from that day they had a morning quickie in her bedroom right after her husband left, and then slow, protracted, and glorious sex every afternoon in her bedroom, doing it in every conceivable position.Whenever they were together the innuendoes that flew out between them fueled their lustful desire for each other.Shahida was wondering how he made obsessive love to her, how he felt inside of her, how his long, large, cock felt in her hands or in her cunt. He knew how to get a woman to the peak and bring her to a satisfying orgasm. She wanted to role-play with him. She wanted to try so many different things with him and explore their minds and their bodies together. She felt so comfortable with him; she had no fears of being caught because they always did it in her house and she knew the routine of the family. Just as much as she enjoyed making sweet love where she begged him For more, part of her craved role-playing with the young man she loved, dominating him and controlling him sexually.It no longer mattered to Shahida that Imran was of a lower class then she was. He gave her exactly what she craved for, what she was missing in her marriage, what she couldn’t find anywhere else. A good fuck!!She became a wanton slut and a magnificent whore. She did anything that he wanted and more. She fucked him in the kitchen. She sat on his cock while he sat on the toilet. She sucked his cock. She took it in her ass, her cunt and her mouth.I will reply to every one. Dont be ashamed to contact me My ids are [email protected] Or [email protected]