I have a friend, Kħurram Zahīr; who is a good friend to me for years.
His wife’s name is Mumtāz Yāsir.
He is 34 and she is 26 years old, eight years younger to her husband.
Mumtāz Yāsir and Kħurram Zahīr got married 8 years back.
Mumtāz Yāsir is too beautiful to suit Kħurram Zahīr.
Kħurram Zahīr is an ugly man.
Mumtāz Yāsir’s figure was 34 – 27 – 38 and good skin texture etc.
She was rather very strong, but, conservative in nature and always dressed in saree and salwars.
She had long hairs to her waist and nice Saůūdī Årab Musalmān face looks.
When Kħurram Zahīr married Mumtāz Yāsir, I remember, we talked a lot about virginity.
He was happy that she was a virgin when they were married and Kħurram Zahīr took her virginity on their wedding night.
Though his penis is very small in size, about two inch long and 1/2 inch thick, Kħurram Zahīr said that she had cried and bled a lot, when her hymen was broken by him.
However, she got over it.
Over the next few weeks, he had sex with her whenever he wished.
She was very shy during sex.
Nevertheless, as she was so innocent and fresh, the more he looked at her, he slowly developed an obsession and one day confided to me.
His obsession was to watch another man to have sex with her very roughly.
His obsession grew and grew to a point, I explained him to keep it as a fantasy, but he did want to take it further.
He simply could think of nothing except to watch that scene in his mind.
Mumtāz Yāsir was no longer exclusively in his bhogchakr.
He knew that being a very conservative Saůūdī Årab Musalmān girl she would simply not agree to fulfill his obsessions.
Nevertheless, his obsession grew and every time he thought about it, his penis would get erect!
He could not get his penis erect, any longer, without this very thought.
He contacted people in websites and magazines but many were the crooks who wanted a whore, instead of some wife.
He was scared and so was she.
One day, Kħurram Zahīr was crying near me and saying it’s worse for him as he wants it and Mumtāz Yāsir is scared.
I tried to console it’s not easy for a Saůūdī Årab Musalmān woman to accept this fantasy that he was continuously trying.
Slowly, he started renting pornographic video movies and began making her watch them along with him, during nights – to expose her to the sexual activities that people were taking pleasure in around the world.
Though she was not comfortable watching porn, yet, just to please him, she watched them.
He then broached upon the subject of bringing another man to their bedroom to have sex with her.
She was shocked and completely refused.
Over the next few weeks, he kept on asking her.
Moreover, he was pleading me to help him talk to her.
Yet I kept on refusing him to be out of their, this sort of, family affairs.
One day he suddenly proposed Mumtāz Yāsir my name and said I was close to them and they can have it if I agree.
Mumtāz Yāsir was afraid and ashamed that I’d think bad of her.
He came to me, proposed, and asked me to join them.
I realized at once, to what extent his wife had come into my bhogchakr, and to what extent I had come into her bhogchakr.
The bhogchakr was still working when she married Kħurram Zahīr.
Mumtāz Yāsir could not marry me directly.
So, her bhogchakr found this possible way.
Kħurram Zahīr was my friend.
The reason, he could not get over his obsession, was our bhogchakr.
I did not know it would come on me finally.
Kħurram Zahīr slowly revealed to me over the next few weeks, his obsession and even showed her snaps to me.
He had a detailed discussion with her.
She was very hesitant.
He told her that as he would be with her.
Durgesh is his close friend.
There would be no problem.
As she had been pestered by him everyday, for almost two months, she finally agreed.
He arranged for me to go to their house on Saturday night.
On Saturday evening, in order to make her look very exciting to me, he personally prepared her.
His bhogchakr was compelling him to do so, together with Mumtāz Yāsir’s and my bhogchakr.
He called me and said he is making her ready.
He lovingly bathed her and helped her to dress in a sexy black bra and panty.
Over that, he made her wear a sleeveless white blouse and a nice white cotton petticoat.
Then he helped her to wear a simple and nice green saree.
Green was my all time favorite.
Then He helped her to comb her long hair and apply a simple make up.
She was looking nice when I went to her and smiled.
She was nervous.
I said, “Relax.” Slowly and shyly with a lot of nervousness she walked in.
My eyes almost popped out looking at her!
Kħurram Zahīr could see that I could simply not keep my eyes off her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body.
She further could make out the form of my erection inside my pant.
Kħurram Zahīr was getting thrilled with anticipation of what I would do to her lovely Saůūdī Årab Musalmān vagina.
After sometime, Kħurram Zahīr, asked us to go to the bedroom.
In the bedroom I sat on the chair as Mumtāz Yāsir, Kħurram Zahīr came in, and locked it.
Mumtāz Yāsir came and sat on the bed.
I moved near her and touched her back and began to stroke downwards to her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass.
Mumtāz Yāsir smiled and pressed her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān ass against my legs as we began touching and teasing each other all over our bodies and Kħurram Zahīr watched.
Kħurram Zahīr was getting an erection Kħurram Zahīr switched on a porn film that was showing a gangbang.
I was getting heated up as Mumtāz Yāsir saw the bulge.
I just placed my arms on her shoulders and felt her breasts.
She was breathing heavy as Kħurram Zahīr removed his pants and was stroking his limp cock.
Kħurram Zahīr came over and removed her dress gradually.
She was shy, but got over.
I was dumb struck seeing her breasts’ firmness and a slim figure, clean armpits, shaved Muslim Pussy, as she opened her hairs.
She was a sex goddess.
My Hindu Cock began to rise and it was visible as I was on shorts.
Kħurram Zahīr saw that and told her as she watched and smiled.
He kissed her, began to suck her breasts, and fondled her Muslim Pussy.
She was clean shaved.
It was all going over my head, the porn film and all the sleaze of this couple.
I got up, went up to the bed, and sat besides them.
For the first time I held Mumtāz Yāsir’s hand and kissed her.
Kħurram Zahīr was busy licking her ear lobes.
Mumtāz Yāsir came near me and we had a deep kiss as I fondled her tight Saůūdī Årab Musalmān breasts.
she pulled of my shorts.
I was now naked and Kħurram Zahīr just undressed me himself.
Kħurram Zahīr said wow, Durgesh is bigger and we had a laugh.
I’m about 7 and thick.
Moreover, both the length and thickness of my Hindu Penis was still increasing, tending to 8 inches.
Mumtāz Yāsir smiled.
I began to squeeze her breasts.
Kħurram Zahīr also began licking and sucking her cunt.
She began to moan, said it’s a crazy feeling, and moaned louder.
She was very vocal I came to know. Kħurram Zahīr began to lick her whole Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body as I played with her Muslim Pussy.
She stroked my Uncut Hindu Cock with one hand and the other hand was on Kħurram Zahīr’s limp Cock.
Kħurram Zahīr began to lick her Muslim Pussy and I kissed her there.
In 5 minutes, she was all in cum and wild as Kħurram Zahīr’s tongue licked her Muslim Pussy.
It was a real tight nice Muslim Pussy.
Kħurram Zahīr was a longtime licker.
He continued to lick her for 15 minutes further and she was all in wild orgasms as I began to kiss her Muslim Tits.
When Kħurram Zahīr stopped, she saw him with blank eyes, saying, “
Gosh how does my husband lick so long? He can make any woman quiver that way. The problem is that he can only lick that way. Can’t fuck.”
Now her Muslim Pussy was all of cum and bed was real soiled and wet.
After the long lick, Kħurram Zahīr just sat with his back resting on the bed rest.
She came over and held me, and licked my chest .
I just closed eyes.
she saw me getting heated as she licked all again and went to my Hindu Cock.
She kissed my Hindu Cock first and began licking and sucking.
Kħurram Zahīr came near her and sat so that she took turns in sucking mine and Kħurram Zahīr.
She was just making my day.
She sucked me long.
It went on for a while when I shot of my Hindu cum while she sucked.
Mumtāz Yāsir just swallowed it up.
The scene and the film were already getting me to the height of orgasm.
With the cum she swallowed she began sucking mine again and I was about to cum so removed my Hindu Cock.
She said it was ok for her to take it again.
Kħurram Zahīr watched saying he would love to see that.
I shot my load again as her mouth was filled with my load of cum.
It was lot.
Mumtāz Yāsir sucked all and swallowed everything.
As Kħurram Zahīr watched, Mumtāz Yāsir smiled with my Hindu cum on her beautiful Saůūdī Årab Musalmān lips.
He said it was hot.
We rested for a while.
Mumtāz Yāsir went for a wash and I went later and so Kħurram Zahīr.
after a while I got engaged again in a passionate tongue to tongue kiss with Mumtāz Yāsir right in front of Kħurram Zahīr as she stroked my Hindu Cock.
Kħurram Zahīr sucked her breasts as she moaned.
Then Mumtāz Yāsir started to suck me third time.
Eīshān Param Brahm Parmātmā!
Now, Mumtāz Yāsir was suking my Hindu Penis and her husband, Kħurram Zahīr; was licking his wife’s Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy.
I was playing with her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān tits and buttocks, simultaneously.
It went on for one hour more again.
Mumtāz Yāsir climaxed thrice. Kħurram Zahīr licked her all every time.
The third time, when Mumtāz Yāsir climaxed on her husband’s mouth, I climaxed into her.
Mumtāz Yāsir was gulping all my Hindu cum, while her husband, Kħurram Zahīr; was licking her orgasm.
I positioned myself kneeling on the bed, so that she could put each of her thighs, either side on each of my shoulders.
My penis was now only an inch away from her tiny Saůūdī Årab Musalmān vagina!
She was completely excited.
Kħurram Zahīr also became extremely excited and slipped closer to us, so that he could watch clearly.
Mumtāz Yāsir started a sensuous massage on my upper thighs.
I was extremely excited.
Slowly I started massaging the outer lips of her Muslim Vagina.
She started squirming.
I pulled her closer to me.
My Hindu Penis now started touching her Muslim Vaginal entrance.
I continued massaging her Muslim Vagina with my fingers.
She was getting more and more excited by the minute.
I looked at Kħurram Zahīr.
I stood for a moment and gazed at Mumtāz Yāsir’s Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body, appreciating her firm, round Saůūdī Årab Musalmān breasts, nearly perfect tummy and shapely legs. I reached forward and cupped her breasts, lowering my face to the softness.
I don’t know how long I spent kissing, nibbling, and caressing her beautiful Saůūdī Årab Musalmān breasts, as time seemed to stand still in the room lit by early summer sunlight.
She back arched and small throaty moans would occasionally make their way into the lustful air, adding fuel to the fire, which was on its way to being out of control.
I remember her being lay down on the bed, and head resting on satin.
My hands and fingers were rubbing her pubic area forcing her to moan her louder and twitch as I rubbed her ever-swelling Saůūdī Årab Musalmān clit as it cried to be pounded.
As I rubbed her clit into near climax, my lips never left her breasts and neck.
She was so close to being desperate for more, and almost demanded outright that I go down on her and fuck her.
I read her mind, because at just the end of her ability to hold on, I moved my face to where my hand had just been.
Now, with my fingers slipping inside, searching out the wettest area, she could feel my mouth blow hot air onto her pubic area just above her clit.
It needed a hard fuck, while Kħurram Zahīr just began to lick.
I thought she was going to be afire right then and there!
My fingers teasingly played with her G-spot while I nibbled and Kħurram Zahīr mouthed her.
It was the most intensely erotic experience she had experienced in a very long time.
By now, she was moaning so loudly that a fleeting vision entered my mind.
It was of her husband, watching us and listening to her groans and moans of pleasure, with my Hindu Penis as hard as a rock, and my imagination taking over every aspect of my existence.
Finally, I returned to my prior position and parted her legs to fit my desires.
Mumtāz Yāsir could feel the cool air from the ceiling fan as it offered caresses of its own on her wet, curly hair and moist Muslim Vaginal lips.
I lowered myself and with skilled fingers, I parted her lips and forced her engorged clitoris out of its hiding.
She could feel the blood racing to her entire pubic area, making it hotter and even more sensitive.
Fingers slid in and out of her Muslim Pussy, reaching farther than she thought possible, just to be pulled back out and then plunged back in, creating an exquisite rhythm with the beats of her heart and the breath in my chest.
Dancing madly to the rhythm was a tongue talented.
It alone took her breath away.
I moved in such a way, she thought briefly that surely I must be a part of a wild dream.
With every plunge, lick, suck, nibble, rub, push, and dart, she felt her Extra Ordinary Beautiful Saůūdī Årab Musalmān body quiver, jolt and respond to me without her permission or her control.
Her body was mine as I brought her to a shuddering, explosive, convulsive and nearly mind -blowing orgasm.
She wrapped her fingers around my back and dug her nails into my back, throwing her hips into her husband’s face only to jerk them back, pushing them into the cushion of the bed and then upward again.
Her groans had long since been replaced by animalistic screams of incredulous ecstasy, which she would feel for days each time Kħurram Zahīr spoke a word.
As her orgasm slowly subsided and her breathing reached a fairly normal rate, she could sense both of our eyes on her.
I noticed her belly, moving with each breath, as did her breasts, still taut and rigid from the attention they received.
Her chest was flushed and splotchy with excitement.
Her face was red.
Her lips were pouting and nearly plum red from biting and sucking on them in the thrust of Cumming.
Her eyes were bright and alive with a fire only sex provides.
Her hair was now soaked to her temples and forehead.
I looked wickedly at her, with no words telling her as I was not even close to being finished.
She felt a momentary mix of elation and panic as she realized that the look she never seen on my face meant that I wasn’t ready to go home just yet.
She could tell that I had treated her to the orgasm so that upon finishing, I could truly apply my attention and talents to my own orgasm and pleasure.
Her breath caught in her throat.
She knew somewhere in the back of her mind, that my own incredible satisfaction was just cherry on the cake, and that having me come inside her stretched and swollen Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Vagina was the main objective.
Still, she knew that if her man was that good at giving her pleasure, he must be a phenomenal beast when it came to her own and she could surrender.
Before she was able to give it a moments more thought, I was standing before her.
My hand was holding my hard Hindu Penis and rubbing it very slowly.
My eyes were filled with a cloudy and yet stabbing lust.
I was getting harder by the second, and she watched in naked silence as I grew to a size, which, again, caused her to catch her breath. My Hindu Cock got thicker and 10 inches long. I grinned when I recognized what must’ve been a common expression on my face.
She glanced up and saw my grin, realizing how young and naive she must have looked.
I then smiled one of my enigmatic smiles, allowing her to see the man she knew so well.
She let her head relax on the satin, unable to stop her eyes from traveling downward to my Extra Ordinary Hindu Penis.
When her eyes once again made their way to my crude and rugged face, she could tell that I was finished allowing her to get over her shock of my length and thickness.
I lowered myself again, plunging my face into her Muslim Vagina causing her to squeal in humorous shock.
She laughed out loud at my sudden and teasing movement, appreciating my talent for lightning up a situation.
I kneeled between her legs and brought her hips upward under the guide of her hands.
I lowered her buttocks onto her knees so that was at an angle and at my mercy. S
he watched as I grabbed my Hindu Penis, thick and hard as it already was.
She watched as hand and Hindu Penis, together, gave her already beaten, pounded and stretched pubic area a good spanking.
My bulbous head was being slapped against her pubic bone with what seemed a great deal of force.
With each slap, I swear I saw my shaft swell, being led by the growth of my mushroom tip.
She was watching timidly while fully aware of how wet the slight thump-sting to her already sensitive area was causing her to become hotter and turned on by her man.
By the time her hips began tilting even higher, begging for a better beating, I was to my full erection and ready to drive her home.
I pushed her knees upward, freeing her legs from bracing her beautiful Saůūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks and inched forward until I was positioned, as I wanted.
Suddenly and finally, she felt my marble-hard Hindu Penis force its way into her tender Muslim Vagina, guarded by two delicate but strong lips.
She felt the head, slightly pointed, large ridged and hot push its way in.
My organ was intensely hard and smooth and had a strong brute force as it lent its strength to the head.
The head hit the back of her Muslim Pussy with a fury and passion equal to none but my own.
A strong and sharp pain filled her Muslim Vagina for a moment, leaving her aching for more.
As I pulled my Hindu Penis out of her, I prepared for the return of the ram.
Mumtāz Yāsir held her breath and just then, she felt me re-enter and attack her inner back walls, attempting, and it felt, to break them down.
She felt the pain again, too, but this time it didn’t startle or hurt her as much.
She enjoyed knowing that the sharpness was from the huge organ, hitting deep, inside her.
The more she thought about my Hindu Penis filling her already stretched Muslim Vagina, she was more turned on.
Her thighs thrust hard against my Hindu Cock, forcing our bodies to collide in a sexual fusion.
I found that her previous animalistic screams were just the seeds to what was coming out of her mouth now.
Mumtāz Yāsir didn’t recognize her own sounds. T
hey sounded alien and nearly horrific and oddly, purely sexual.
It was sending Kħurram Zahīr into a crazy world seeing Mumtāz Yāsir getting animalistic.
The slut was out in front of him.
Just as she was sure she was on her way to Cumming again, I suddenly pulled out and in one graceful move, turned her around so that I faced the headboard and windows.
She felt my hands, large and strong, grab her hips and pull her roughly against my raging Hindu Penis.
I thrust my member into her Muslim Vagina and with the thrust; she felt her entire being weaken.
I pushed so far inside that she felt that pain again, but it was different.
This time, my head rubbed against her G-spot as I barged my way into her domain.
Her arms shook with weakness as they stressed to hold her in position.
Her head jerked back to the point where it touched her shoulders, and with it, a groan that was deep and throaty.
Her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān buttocks and Muslim Vagina clinched, locking a hold around my Hindu Penis that I could tell immediately that I enjoyed.
With a swift pull, I was at her opening again, and preparing for entry.
Over and over again, I thrust myself deep within her inner walls, causing her to cum around my shaft countless times.
Her entire body was shaky and sweaty by the time I gave the hardest ram of all.
She could feel my Hindu semen shooting with an unmatched force into her.
Her heartbeat was undoubtedly forcing the seed to crash into her walls in perfect time.
She could feel the thump-squirt-thump-squirt for what felt like an hour.
She loved feeling a Hindu man’s Hindu semen being sprayed into her.
I loved to cum in a Saůūdī Årab Musalmān lady’s cunt right in front of her hubby.
The thought of never before having another man’s semen filling her Muslim Vagina, was an incredible aphrodisiac and the thought of inseminating a married Saůūdī Årab Musalmān lady in front of her hubby was wild.
With the realization, she thrust her buttocks backwards, farther onto my Hindu Penis, feeling that now familiar pierce of pain.
She nearly sat upright, trying with all my will to swallow my Hindu member with her Muslim Vagina.
She felt my Hindu semen quickly begin to ooze from her Muslim Vagina onto my satisfied Hindu Penis.
I pulled completely out after giving her a gentle nudge forward.
Still on her hands and knees, she watched as I wrapped my fingers around my organ, collecting as much of the spilled semen as possible.
Then, with fingers and thumb covered, I allowed my juice to drip and slide onto her beautiful Saůūdī Årab Musalmān anus and further down to her Muslim Vagina, which was so full already, it was beginning to drip on its own.
Sometime in the next few moments, I got cleaned up and dressed.
Mumtāz Yāsir collapsed into a more relaxed position on my side.
I came over and smiled down at her.
I brushed her hair gently from her face, peeling the strands still glued onto her skin by sweat.
She felt weak and completely used.
I loved it.
I smiled back at her, she not bothering to rise up and be the polite hostess.
The times of polite hosting were definitely in the past now.
I bent and kissed her cheek softly to say goodbye she didn’t even watch as I left the room, as I could not.
The moment I had stepped out of the room, Kħurram Zahīr, who had gone almost wild with excitement at her me having been so thoroughly used by me, pulled her to himself.
Kħurram Zahīr asked me to wait as I sat on the sofa.
Mumtāz Yāsir was beyond used up and filled up.
Although she hadn’t moved during the departure and entrance of me, Kħurram Zahīr could tell her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Vagina was very stretched out, swollen and fuller of semen, than she had ever thought was possible.
Kħurram Zahīr stood in front of her, standing before her exhausted form on the bed.
She looked up at him, apprehensive of what he may see in her eyes.
Somewhere in the recesses of her mind, she was worried and see betrayal, disgust and hatred in his eyes caused by a fantasy to reality gone badly.
When her eyes did meet Kħurram Zahīr eyes, what she saw brought relief and a sudden spark of lust.
Kħurram Zahīr’s eyes were filled with a wild craving; Kħurram Zahīr’s eyes also held an incredible devotion and love for her.
He smiled and gave Mumtāz Yāsir a wink.
Mumtāz Yāsir rolled over onto her back and gave him her most wicked smiles.
Mumtāz Yāsir looked at me and Kħurram Zahīr and then she spread her tired legs for Kħurram Zahīr and let him see the semen, she had been saving deep inside her.
Her Muslim Vaginal lips were sealed together, soaked as well as her hair, with the semen of a Hindu who was not the man beside her now.
She reached down and spread her clingy lips and allowed Kħurram Zahīr to gaze upon their fantasy, as it became reality.
He watched as her Muslim Vagina tried with all her force to pull the strange Hindu semen, back inside to no avail.
Then, he watched as she used those same muscles and pushed ever so gently, forcing a small amount of the seed to spill forth, sliding down her thighs, landing in a pile on the bed.
I witnessed her chest as it extended outwardly, causing jagged breaths to escape her lips.
Kħurram Zahīr watched in silence as Mumtāz Yāsir’s muscles tightened and loosened.
Finally, a moan filled the air and he couldn’t resist her inner demanding any more.
Kħurram Zahīr wasted not a second longer and delved right into her sticky, hot, filled Muslim Vagina., but unlike mine, Kħurram Zahīr fingers were enveloped by a thick, tacky, living glob of my Hindu seed.
When he finally found himself satisfied that way, with great urgency mounted her.
His small little Penis was already harder than ever when he held the tip of his tongue to Mumtāz Yāsir’s Muslim Vagina.
He rubbed his tongue into her lips.
He parted her sticky lips with his tongue and slid it into her Muslim Pussy ever so slowly.
She could feel the semen inside her get pushed out by the tongue of her husband.
Mumtāz Yāsir and Kħurram Zahīr loved knowing that the semen was not of Kħurram Zahīr and it was mine that I had pumped into her just a while ago.
It was now surrounding Kħurram Zahīr’s tongue, giving her Muslim Vagina, a lubrication neither of them had ever imagined.
The Hindu semen oozed out of her Muslim Vagina, being spread onto her inner thighs by Kħurram Zahīr’s own tongue.
She felt my Hindu semen slide down her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān thighs and land again on the blanket and even further, to her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān anus.
Kħurram Zahīr’s tongue was thrusting with force and rhythm, enjoying the slippery sensation.
With a sudden forceful thrust, Kħurram Zahīr shot his sperms out of her dripping Muslim Vagina, on the bedsheet. She could feel my Hindu seed still hit inside, as she watched her husband’s outside orgasm.
This time, though, she was awash with hot sexual fire like never before!
he visualized my Hindu sperm colliding her husband’s tongue and being forced to mix with his greedy saliva by the power of her muscles and the hardness of his tongue inside her now.
I had fucked Mumtāz Yāsir maybe impregnating her with a baby.
Later Kħurram Zahīr rolled across and got up.
I had washed up by then.
Mumtāz Yāsir washed up and then I kissed Mumtāz Yāsir with a nice hug and Kħurram Zahīr hugged me as a friend and the Man in their life had arrived.
Ever since we have been meeting to fulfill their fantasies and it’s a relationship we live in.
Mumtāz Yāsir now loves my Hindu Penis and her husband’s tongue, both, into her Saůūdī Årab Musalmān Pussy, very much.
She does not need to clean her Saůūdī Årab Muslimah Cunt in this way, anymore.
Her husband cleans it thus now by licking it passionately.
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