HVS Law Internationals: 4Posted: July 21, 2010
HVS Law Internationals
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān
Back in their room, Muħammad Ibrāhīm started asking Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān some questions about what happened just before they left the reception.
He told Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān what he’d seen and how both she and Durgesh had gone missing for several minutes only for her to turn up in the parking lot.
How, when he kissed her in the car, he’d noticed her mouth was a little hotter and wetter than usual – slimier, actually.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān, smiling, asked Muħammad Ibrāhīm what he thought had happened.
Muħammad Ibrāhīm said he guessed that Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān and Durgesh had gone somewhere and kissed and he had fondled her, probably concentrating on her big breasts.
That the kissing had left her mouth wet and the fondling had gotten her so hot she’d juiced her panties.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān flushed red.
Muħammad Ibrāhīm was almost right.
She’d be wet all right, but her panties wouldn’t be juiced…or even there.
Before I let her go, she was worried to get rid of.
I had, therefore, insisted she give them to me.
Rather than enter into a debate at a time when she wanted to hurry, she reached under her skirt and whipped them off.
Muħammad Ibrāhīm smiled as he figured he’d guessed right and asked Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān for the story.
He said her could take it.
As a matter of fact, he told her, just the thought of the young Hindu man touching and kissing his extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān wife had given him the firmest erection he’d had in years.
She was shocked hearing it.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān’s mind was racing, should she admit the truth?
Laugh it off and say nothing happened?
Go along with Muħammad Ibrāhīm’s version until she could sort things out?
She knew that if Muħammad Ibrāhīm touched her cunt he’d know something and that her cunt needed touching soon no matter what.
She decided to start with the truth and see where it led.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān took a deep breath, said OK.
She lay back on the bed, opened her legs, and began to finger her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit.
Muħammad Ibrāhīm’s mouth opened slightly and he stared at his wife’s hand moving between her legs.
He sat on the bed and his head moved, involuntarily, closer to her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
Although he’d suspected that she, like himself, masturbated sometimes, and he’d felt her hand rubbing her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit to get off during intercourse, he had never actually watched her jerk off, or whatever it was that Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān females did.
When he got over his initial shock at Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān’s behavior, Muħammad Ibrāhīm realized she had no panties on.
“Why you sly old tease,” Muħammad Ibrāhīm’d accused her, “you went without panties tonight!”
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān let Muħammad Ibrāhīm think that.
There was no way she was going into it just yet.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān knew that if she was going to tell Muħammad Ibrāhīm about Durgesh, she didn’t want to be looking at Muħammad Ibrāhīm when she did.
And she didn’t want to be interrupted by a bunch of silly questions her husband would undoubtedly ask.
“Was he bigger?”
“Did my Cock make you wet?” Etc.
“I want you to lick me while I tell you what happened.”
Muħammad Ibrāhīm couldn’t remember that last time he’d been so turned on, if ever!
He was well beyond refusing to do what Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān was asking.
As his head traveled the few remaining inches, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān moved her hand and his tongue reached out and licked her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Slit.
Muħammad Ibrāhīm knew that, when she was really turned on, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān would occasionally ejaculate during sex.
As his tongue explored the sheer volume and stickiness that was her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy, he wondered if tonight was going to be one of those nights.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān moaned and began her tale but Muħammad Ibrāhīm’s tongue made it difficult to relate her adventure with me.
She opened them to look at Muħammad Ibrāhīm when she spoke of kneeling in front of me.
It didn’t take a genius to guess what would come next and she wanted to see Muħammad Ibrāhīm’s reaction to determine how much to relate.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān knew she didn’t perform oral sex as much as Muħammad Ibrāhīm would have liked and then only as foreplay to intercourse.
She never let him come in her mouth much less swallowed, so she wanted to monitor his reaction as she began to describe blowing the young, Hindu man.
She knew she could continue when she watched Muħammad Ibrāhīm reach down and begin stroking his incompetent erection.
Having Muħammad Ibrāhīm eat her out, while telling of her encounter, had been nothing short of genius.
Not only could she concentrate on the story and re-live the act as fantasy, but also Muħammad Ibrāhīm was unable to interrupt.
As an added bonus, Muħammad Ibrāhīm’s tongue was bringing her to her second orgasm of the night.
Like she, Muħammad Ibrāhīm had never employed oral sex as a way to get his wife off.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān’s voice was barely a whimper.
She wasn’t even sure he could hear her.
His hand was stroking his incompetent cut Cock furiously and his moaning made his tongue into a vibrator against her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitoris, as she described asking me to shoot in her extremely beautiful Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān mouth.
Muħammad Ibrāhīm was climaxing onto the sheets as Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān verbally brought me to a magnificent Hindu climax and remembered the feeling of total Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān womanhood she had experienced with her mouth on my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock and my Hindu come on her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān tongue.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān clutched Muħammad Ibrāhīm’s head and screamed in orgasm.
The next morning, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān and Muħammad Ibrāhīm both agreed the activities of the previous night needed a thorough thinking through and discussion.
As Muħammad Ibrāhīm was leaving on a business trip that night, they agreed that neither would do anything unilaterally until they had an in-depth conversation about it.
The trip would give them some time alone for soul-searching.***
The week after the reception, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān called Noor in the morning to ask if she could re-schedule their lunch date.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān had an important afternoon deadline and needed to work through lunch.
Noor suggested they meet at Ashraf’s for drinks after work.
Since Muħammad Ibrāhīm was out of town, there was no good reason for Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān not to accept.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān arrived early and Noor late.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān had been at the bar for half an hour when Noor arrived and was half way through her second bourbon and water.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān was still struggling with telling Noor about me.
She wanted Noor’s advice and besides she just wanted to talk to someone about it.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān was concerned with what Noor would think.
Would she be shocked?
She didn’t want to lose Noor’s friendship.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān smiled to herself.
Noor would be shocked all right.
But what else?
When Noor sat down, she ordered a drink and Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān asked for “one more”.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān wasn’t used to drinking that much in that short a time span so she was definitely loosening up.
Were the drinks a subconscious way of admitting she wanted to tell?
When the drinks arrived, Noor handed Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān a pink slip of paper.
It was a phone message.
Message: Have someone named Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān call.
A phone number followed.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān went completely pale and her hand trembled as the paper fell to the table.
Noor looked at her friend with concern and said,
“Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān, what’s going on?”
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān told her everything about the reception, except the part about discussing it with Muħammad Ibrāhīm.
She even told her some things she’d sort of left out with Muħammad Ibrāhīm.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān admitted to her friend that as Durgesh held her head and fucked her mouth, she was not just hot.
She was hotter than she’d ever been in her entire life.
Her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was flooding juice.
Her panties were totally soaked through.
And as I neared my climax, she realized she was going to come too.
When I shot off, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān slipped her hand into her panties.
As soon as she touched herself, she came so hard she almost passed out.
“I’ve thought a lot about it, these past few days,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān admitted, “and I honestly have to admit that blowing Durgesh was the best sex I’ve ever had in my entire life.”
The pink slip of paper lay on the table throughout the conversation.
Now, when the bill had been paid and the women readied to leave, both were staring at it.
Noor finally looked up at Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān and asked,
“If you’re not going to call, do you mind if I use that?”
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān reached for the paper and slowly slid it into her purse.***
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān lay on her bed and slowly massaged her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clitoris as she thought about what would happen tomorrow.
She had just hung up the phone after talking with me.
She was incredibly turned on.
Even though she’d promised Muħammad Ibrāhīm she wouldn’t do anything until he came home from his trip and they’d had a chance to discuss what happened at the reception, she’d lost control during the call and said she’d meet me tomorrow at my apartment.
Now, as she masturbated, she fantasized about what my big Unique Uncut Hindu Cock looked like.
Even though she’d already sucked me off it had been so dark behind the reception hall, and she was so excited, she never actually saw it.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān knew I was hot to fuck her, but she was fearful about doing anything like that before discussing it with Muħammad Ibrāhīm.
She’d already given me a blowjob, so giving me another didn’t seem as radical as having intercourse.
She made me promise that if she came over, there would be no vaginal sex.
It didn’t take her long to reach orgasm as she thought about mouthing her young Hindu stud again.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān dressed rather conservatively in slacks, sweater, and blazer when she came to visit me the next afternoon.
The slacks were to ensure that my hand couldn’t find an easy path to her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy.
She wasn’t sure how long her resolve would hold out once I touched her there and she really didn’t want to have intercourse.
The thing most striking about her as she prepared to leave was her mouth.
She’d spent more time applying lipstick than she ever had before.
She’d actually gone to a department store that morning and talked with the salesgirl about different lipsticks and application techniques.
Along with not wanting to escalate the relationship without talking to Muħammad Ibrāhīm first, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān also wanted to find out if just sucking me could raise her to the same level of excitement again as it had at the reception.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān arrived at my apartment at exactly three in the afternoon although it had taken several additional trips around the block and a stop in a restaurant to freshen her lipstick to avoid being early.
She didn’t want to appear as eager as she, in fact, was.
I made her a rum drink from my home island.
It was delicious, but Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān didn’t need the alcohol to loosen her up for what was to happen.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān and I sat on the couch, and I started to kiss her and massage her breasts.
She wanted to save that for the main event, the blowjob she was hungry to give me.
I had removed her blazer and pulled her sweater over her head as I rubbed her big tits.
As always, the breast play got her hot.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān removed her bra for me and I was kissing and lightly pinching her nipples.
They were very hard and it made Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān feel really horny.
She knew she’d better stop me or I’d be pulling off her slacks next, so she pushed me back, She slid off the couch and knelt on the floor between my legs.
She rubbed my Hindu crotch and was pleased to find that I was hard for her.
She pulled down my zipper and extracted my hard Unique Uncut Hindu Cock.
She gasped audibly.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān knew she’d probably get very wet during her afternoon session and had actually put in a panty liner even though her period wasn’t due for two weeks just to keep from soaking through and wetting her slacks.
Now she wondered if the liner was going to be enough.
My Unique Uncut Hindu Cock must have been more than eight inches long and very thick.
She’d been teased about it in high school and Muħammad Ibrāhīm said her mouth was even bigger than Julia Roberts’ was.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān stroked my Hindu meat and loved how her extremely hungry Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān hand appeared on the brown Unique Uncut Hindu Cock.
She took her eyes off my Uncut Hindu organ long enough to look I in the eye.
She told me how stunning I was and how she’d been thinking of sucking me again ever since last weekend.
Then she slowly licked her lips all around and blew me a kiss.
Gently, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān moved her head up and down on me as she stroked my Hindu shaft with her hand.
Unlike Muħammad Ibrāhīm who she could easily take fully in her mouth, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān knew from that last time that she couldn’t deep-throat me.
Still, she was curious about how much of me she could envelop.
She lowered her head as far as she could, pushing farther when she felt the head of my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock at the back of her throat.
When she pushed as far down as she could, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān felt the distance between her lips and the base of my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock.
It couldn’t have been more than an inch or an inch and a half.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān was close to the edge herself,
“Do it,” she said, and thrust her mouth down on my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock while moving her hand to the front of her slacks.
Even though she was rubbing her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit through her clothes, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān easily reached a shattering climax.
I watched as she shuddered on the end of my Uncut Hindu Dick.
Seeing her orgasm while sucking me sent me over the edge too and I shot off in her mouth.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān again swallowed it all, and then collapsed on the floor.
She lay there breathing heavily while I did the same on the couch.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān didn’t wait until she was fully recovered.
She pushed herself up and pulled her sweater over her naked breasts.
She stuffed her bra into her blazer pocket and knelt down again between my Hindu thighs.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān looked at my half soft penis.
It was still much bigger than Muħammad Ibrāhīm’s.
She studied it.
There were little traces of her lipstick on it.
Some of my Hindu semen was leaking from the tip.
She reached down and touched it causing me to jerk.
I opened my eyes and smiled at her.
She smiled back.
“Let me just finish cleaning up,” she told me and licked the leaking Hindu cum from my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān took it into her mouth and squeezed the shaft from the base toward the tip as she was milking a cow.
She was surprised at how much was still left as she sucked it into her mouth.
It really wasn’t bad, hardly salty.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān gave a final swallow and told me she had to get going.
She gently kissed my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock head before she tucked it back into my pants.
She reached up to kiss me, but this time it was I who moved my head and she kissed my cheek.
When Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān got to the car and looked at the clock, she was surprised that it was only 3:20.
How had all that have happened so quickly?
She looked at herself in the visor mirror.
Her hair was a mess, but the salesgirl was right about the lipstick.
Her mouth still looked great!
As she drove home, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān knew she’d soon be masturbating again.***
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān met me five more times in the six months.
Muħammad Ibrāhīm was aware of all except that first time while he was away.
Although she often wondered what it would be like to feel my big Unique Uncut Hindu Cock fucking her, she never let it happen.
Our sex consisted exclusively of Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān masturbating while sucking off the handsome Hindu man.
It continued to provide her the most rewarding orgasms she’d ever had.
The celebration was beginning to wind down and members of the development team were saying their goodbyes.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān walked up to the bar to order a last drink before departing for the night herself.
She found herself seated next to me.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān tried to make small talk asking me where I went to college, what I was studying, etc.
Eventually the conversation came around to the opposite sex, and Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān asked me if I had a girl friend.
“Sort of.” I said.
“What does “sort of” mean?”
“Well, we broke up a couple of months ago, but we were sort of getting back together just before classes ended.”
“Why did you break up?”
I hesitated and gave some lame reason.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān challenged me.
“Bull,” she said. “What was the real reason?”
“I couldn’t say in front of a woman.”
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān sensed something juicy and the drinks were definitely making her bold.
With the memories of Muħammad Ibrāhīm being selfish not letting her use my Unique Uncut Hindu Cock to help fuel the fantasy, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān kept getting more horny and more frustrated.
She decided to tease me a bit just for fun.
Besides she might get a bit of a thrill herself.
“Of course you can,” said Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān, pushing back her shoulders and smoothing the front of her blouse.
She gave me her brightest smile, knowing those fabulous tits had my attention.
She’d already observed me talking to her chest several times that evening although I was obviously trying valiantly to look elsewhere.
“Look at me,” she said, quickly glancing down at her chest and back up to my eyes. “Do you think I haven’t heard most of the real or imagined woes of the Hindu male?”
Her smile made me smile too once my eyes traveled back up to her face.
“Umm, well, mostly, you know, about sex.”
“You mean she won’t,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān asked.
I shook my head.
“Umm, well, sometimes she, uh, jerks me, a little.”
“Not even a blowjob?”
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān had moved the conversation to what had become her favorite topic: fellatio.
I shook my head again.
“Wow,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān faux whimpered, and executed and exaggerated sigh.
“That’s a real shame. I thought that was all the rage after Monica and Bill.”
She hoped she wasn’t over doing it, but I didn’t seem to catch on.
Whenever she could, without being too obvious, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān returned the conversation to oral sex.
Once, I asked her how old she was.
“How old do you think?”
“I’d guess early thirties.”
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān gave a big smile.
“Why would you guess that?”
“Well your skin is very smooth, your hair color makes you look even younger; it’s so pretty. Maybe it’s because you’re pretty. How old are you really?”
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān didn’t answer directly.
“Do you really think I’m pretty? Prettier than your girl friend?”
“Oh yeah, you’re gorgeous, really attractive. I really mean it!”
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān was pretty sure I was playing too, maybe hoping to get lucky with an older woman who’d had a bit too much to drink.
“You don’t think my mouth is too big?” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān deliberately made an oval with her lips, and then smiled.
I couldn’t answer, I was swallowing coke.
“Cause, some guys have told me it’s a bit large, but perfect for fellatio.” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān couldn’t resist saying that.
She figured I knew what the word meant, and if I didn’t, it would give her an excuse to say blowjob again.
When I didn’t ask, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān said,
“Of course, they were probably just trying to see if they could compliment me into giving them some free head.”
I was speechless until Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān smiled.
“No, it didn’t work,” she laughed, “wrong guys.” She actually found herself winking at me.
I asked if that meant Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān did perform oral sex for the right guy.
“Only my husband,” she lied.
“Funny thing is, early in our marriage, Muħammad Ibrāhīm was always pestering me to blow him, and I was reluctant. Lately, I’ve been the one who’s wanted it and Muħammad Ibrāhīm is backing off.”
I felt emboldened.
Did she do it all the way?
“What do you mean?” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān knew but wanted to tease me.
Make me say it.
“You know, all the way, uh, till he’s done, you know, finished.”
“You mean, do I do it for a while then switch to regular sex?”
“Again, it’s funny,” said Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān. “Before, it was just a preliminary for me and Muħammad Ibrāhīm wanted to finish that way, you know, cum in my mouth, but I refused. Now,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān looked me in the eye and deliberately licked her lips, “I want him to let me finish it.” A quick smile, then, “Yes, all the way and swallow too. It’s my husband who wants other things instead. What lousy timing.”
Our conversation drifted in and out of work, general topics, and sex.
“No fucking way!” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān exclaimed, and then blushed herself.
She never used that language at work and rarely with Muħammad Ibrāhīm.
The only person she really let her hair down that way with was Noor. “Oops, I didn’t say that.”
“Didn’t say what?”
“You know the f word.”
“Well, I just don’t usually don’t talk like that.”
“You’re a prude,” I taunted.
“I am not!” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān felt on the defensive for the first time, so she tried to regain control. “And you changed the subject she accused me.”
“Oh, that, what about it?”
“As I said, no effing way.”
“Yes effing way.”
“All the way?”
“I don’t believe you. ”
“Want proof?” I challenged.
Oh my, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān thought to herself as she noticed me execute a surreptitious adjustment to my crotch.
She thought she’d seen this earlier, but this time she was sure her peripheral vision had registered the movement.
Her talk was giving me a hard on.
Of course, if I could come four times in an hour, that shouldn’t be a surprise.
Truth be told, it was also causing Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān some wetness.
For the first time she began to think about actually doing something more than tease.
Could she pull it off?
Would I reject her offer?
Would I want more from her?
Maybe, but she controlled me she should be able to control me more.
Would I tell?
How to make the initial move?
Acting more drunk than she actually was, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān got the offer for a ride home she wanted.
She said she probably shouldn’t drive and that she’d call her husband to pick her up.
On the way home she sat a little closer to me than need be, touching my arm to point out the way.
When we pulled into her driveway, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān leaned over, gave me a kiss on the cheek, and said thanks.
She made sure her tits were pressed firmly against my arm and body.
As she moved away, she took a breath and plunged in.
“Thanks, for the ride.”
“I’ve got to go in, but you know,” deep breath, “we each has a complementary need.”
“What do you mean?”
“You know. What we discussed. What you want. What your girlfriend won’t do. What I want to do, but my husband doesn’t want. You know. That.”
“Are you saying you want to do that to me?”
“Would you like me to?”
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān moved her hand to my Hindu crotch.
I was hard, no surprise.
“Take it out,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān ordered.
“Here, in your driveway?”
“It’s dark, no one will see.”
I unzipped my pants and extracted my phallus.
She sank all the way down till her lips touched my pubic hair.
I moaned loudly.
Nobody can see, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān thought, but they can hear.
She tried to say shush, but her mouth was quite full.
She wanted to slip her hand into her pants, but I acted just too immature now.
“Eishān Param Brahm Paramātmā, I’m going to shoot.”
Did he ever! Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān never swallowed so much cum.
Her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Pussy was on fire, but she realized she’d have to wait for relief this time.
Hopefully, there would be other days.
Meantime, Muħammad Ibrāhīm could do the honors tonight.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān sat up and moved for the door.
“Well, now I only have to jerk off three more times tonight.”
“No fucking, I mean effing, way you’re ready again,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān exclaimed.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān felt.
This she had to try.
“Do you want to do something else?” I asked.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān responded by leaning over and taking my Uncut Hindu member all the way into her mouth again.
I lasted a little longer this time, long enough for Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān to slide her hand down to her Saåūdī Årab Sunni Musalmān Clit and explode.
I was right behind with my second load in less than ten minutes and it seemed to Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān to be as big as the first.
Maybe he really can cum that often, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān thought.
“I really do have to get in,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān said, sitting up for the second time.
She again gave me a kiss on the cheek and thanked me.
He’s probably wouldn’t be interested in Frenching me, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān thought, smiling to herself.
“You’re on your own for the other two times.”
She slid out of the car and walked to her house, exaggerating the sway of her hips as she walked.
Maybe that will help with hard-on #3 for the ride home, she thought.
Once inside, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān saw a light coming from the family room and realized Muħammad Ibrāhīm was still awake watching TV.
As she walked into the room, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān started feeling like she might like a second orgasm herself tonight and wondered how Muħammad Ibrāhīm would feel about that.
“Hi Muħammad Ibrāhīm.”
“Hi Honey, how was the celebration?”
“Good. Really relaxed me,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān said as she sat next to Muħammad Ibrāhīm on the couch
She laid her head on his shoulder and began rubbing his thigh.
Although she really didn’t feel like giving Muħammad Ibrāhīm oral tonight, she figured she might start there and have him finish himself, as usual while giving her a nice tonguing.
“Well, you’re sure in a good mood, welcome home!” Muħammad Ibrāhīm reached over and stroked her tit. “You should go out more often.”
Indeed I should, thought Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān.
Muħammad Ibrāhīm turned and lifted Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān’s face to kiss her.
She hesitated because of what she’d just done.
She knew Muħammad Ibrāhīm had kissed her after she’d sucked me, but they’d never really talked about it.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān gave Muħammad Ibrāhīm a quick kiss on the lips and Muħammad Ibrāhīm moved closer for more.
Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān put her hand on his chest and he looked up at her.
“I did something.”
“Something? What kind of something?” Muħammad Ibrāhīm was on immediate alert.
Could it be?
It had been more than a year since Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān had told him about her first encounter with me, yet he remembered it like it was yesterday.
He could still achieve nearly instantaneous erection when he replayed that conversation and the subsequent ones in his mind.
What a great lack of his Bhogyantrānk, Muħammad Ibrāhīm didn’t know at all.
He neither encouraged nor discouraged his wife from seeking similar opportunities but took her lack of follow up with any new partner as a sign it was a once only thing for her.
After giving Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān oral sex as she recounted how she sucked me off, and fondling himself, Muħammad Ibrāhīm came to prefer that means of relief because it most closely approximated the actual first night.
Was Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān about to confess a second event?
Was it oral only, or did she go further?
Actually, Muħammad Ibrāhīm had preferred that Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān never slept with me.
“That kind of something,” Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān answered.
Muħammad Ibrāhīm’s mouth was open, but no words came out.
For a moment, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān was frightened.
She had just assumed that Muħammad Ibrāhīm enjoyed hearing about me and would enjoy learning that there was something new to relate.
But Muħammad Ibrāhīm smiled quickly and she knew he was ready.
“Shall we get your slacks off and into bed where we can do this right?” Muħammad Ibrāhīm asked excitedly.
He reached out his hand and led her to the bedroom.
And so, once again, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān lay back with her legs spread, her eyes closed enjoying her husband’s tongue, and described in minute detail how she sucked off me.
Like me, Chief Justice Navīdah Sulémān also enjoyed a second orgasm that evening.
She wondered as she drifted off to sleep if she’d get to find out if the young Hindu stud actually could come four times so quickly.
She also felt a third tingle between her thoroughly worn out thighs as she thought about getting herself off more than once with me.***
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79. The Extent
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96. Ahl-Al Bayt 14
97. Ahl-Al Bayt 15
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22. Majājī Kħudā: 2
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24. Majājī Kħudā:4
25. Majājī Kħudā: 5
26. Majājī Kħudā: 6
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10. R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 7
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12.R’gved: Mandal 1| Sookt 19| Mantr 9
36. Saamved: Mantr 1