4 comments/ 37031 views/ 4 favorites From Lust to Love Ch. 03-04 By: starryeyed111 Chapter 3 From Lust to Love Ch. 03-04 His choice of word stirred my lust to the highest. "Haan...haan, yes...yes... Ohoooo... Harder... Aur unglee-aan under dalo, put more fingers in..." "Ya bitch," He supplemented a third finger in my itching cunt. "Yeh lay, here it comes," Before long I felt his lips over my butt; he was kissing my ass-cheeks! He pushed his tongue through the crack of my butt-cheeks and kept licking all along the arch: from my asshole to my cunt and back. My word! It was sensational. I was again new to this wonderful experience. He then spread my ass-cheeks with both his hands to lick it more freely. I, in complete amazement, felt his tongue directly over my shit-hole, kissing and licking it. Oh my God, it was too great a pleasure. I had not a foggiest idea earlier that anyone could lick your shit-hole and return you such amazing sensation. He then slowly moved downwards to my pussy and sucked it too. While his mouth was busy licking my love-stream, he shoved a finger into my tight butt-hole and began stroking it slowly. "Ooooooh... Loveeelee..." No one had ever done that to me before. In fact I was virgin there. And, it was all mid-boggling experience. I decided then to try anal sex. Yes, I was all game to give in my 'anal-virginity' to Nebeel. "Ohoooo... Aaaahhaaa... eeeets love-ly... chatoo, eat me... Ouuuuuuu... keep doin'..." He increased the speed. His lips and tongue were sucking and nibbling my virginal area, periodically inserting his tongue into my oozing cunt. "My God! Ya're drenching like a spring." Soon another climax lurched me. "Aaaaah. Keep s-suckin' me... Please... iets lovely... yes... move yar tongue deeper..." And I came over his mouth and tongue, "Aaaaahhhhaaaa..." He paused for a while then reengaged with earlier action. His finger was still knocking my anus. "Ohoooo, yes... yes... eets too much, jano, dear..." I was sobbing with pleasure once more, "Oh yes, fuck me now... I-I want to feel your c-cock... P-put it in me..." He obeyed. And his dick again pierced through my love-hole. "Uuuuuuuu..." Soon he was shoving my cunt at top pace. My pussy reacted to his strokes quickly by getting wetter. And so was I. My entire body was reeling with pleasure. I responded to his blows by thrusting my ass towards his working cock. "Oooooh... It's...wonderful... Yar pussy's cramming my cock... eeets too hot... I cannot hold... Main aa arah hoon, I'm cummin'..." He groaned in a state of ecstasy. "No, don't. Abi nahian, not yet. Thora aur, little more, main tumhaire saath aana chahti hoon, I wanna come with you." Retorted I. He reduced his speed and then suddenly smacked my ass-cheeks with his both hands. "Oooouuu..." And there it was again and again. "Aaaaah..." I didn't dislike his strikes rather it helped upsurge my fresh orgasm. My pussy flooded with love-juice and I felt fluid dribbling down through the opening. "M-me cum-ing... yes, zoor say, harder..." I added, "Nahain, mut nakaloo, no, don't pull it out. Mere under aaoo, cum inside me... I-I wanna feel your cum in my pussy... yes," "Ooooh... Main bhi aa raha hoon, me coming too... Here eeets gooooes..." With that he shove his cock so hard it seemed if it would pierce through my womb. "Uuuuuuu..." He shot his load right on my womb, drew a little and burst another shot. "Oooohhooo..." "Aaaaaahhhaaaa..." I came with him too. His dick was retreating but still spurting. He it pulled out completely and rubbed against my ass cleaning it. Then he collapsed on the bed. I was panting too, so I laidback besides him. I was surprise to see his dick not completely limp. "It was wonderful." Said he caressing my hair. "Maz aayaa, did you enjoy?" "Oh, certainly," My reply was instant. He lent forward and kissed me on my lips. "You were as hot as ever. I love the way your pussy felt." "Mugar Nabeel, but Nabeel, you're still alive!" Said I looking straight at his half erected cock. He gave a broad grin. "It wants more," Said he grabbing his tool with his hand. "Sure," I put my lips on his and kissed him. "Me too." "Do you care for a drink? Asked he a while later. "Good idea?" He got out of the bed and moved towards a small fridge in the room. His half erected tool was rocking around his belly and my eyes were glued to this exciting sight. "Beer?" He asked opening the fridge-door and taking out a Heineken can. "Oh! You have it here?" I was surprised to see the beer cans in his fridge because it is not a very common sight in here. Majority of people, especially women, do not drink. Alcohol, in fact, is banned in Pakistan. But the people who drink have to buy the stuff from the black market. And, as obviously, it's costly than the normal. I grew up with seeing my father drinking. But he was a moderate drinker. I never saw him drunk. Sometimes when we girls had our close friend around, Anila and I would steel some booze out of father's stock for our fun-time. "It would be great," I said willingly. We chatted while having our chilled Heinekens. I enjoy beer as it always put me on little high. He lent against the backrest, naked, while I sat on the bed, naked too, of course. His dick was completely flaccid now. An idea struck to me then. I bent a little and poured some beer on to his navel. He twitched. "Uuups..." The beer streamed down on his belly towards the groin. I lent further and licked his beer-covered navel. "Tastes great," I readjusted myself between his legs putting aside the almost empty beer-can and began licking the beer-belly moving my tongue to and forth his navel to the root of his shaft. His body wrenched again; so did his cock, which instantly came back to life. My both hands were exploring his hairy chest. "Aaah! Meza aa arha ha, it feels so nice," Nabeel moaned blissfully. He decanted more beer over his abdomen and I kept my maneuvers. Kept moving my tongue downwards, I licked over his half-rigid shaft up to the cock-tip. "Ooooh... That's wonderful..." The moment I touched the tip of his cock, it got all its vigor back and was hard again. Realizing that my new action rendered pleasure to him, I drew my full attention to his 'pole'. I sucked and chewed the tip for a while. Sooner the whole 'rod' was in my yearning mouth and it was suck on it. For few minutes Nabeel remained lost in ecstasy. His cock was rock hard by now. "Mind 69?" He asked me. Keeping quite, I just moved to get to the right position. Me being on the top, we soon were eating each another's genitals. As his mouth touched my cuntal lips, my reeling mind sent enthralling impulses to the glands and I felt my pussy got moist once more. We continued imparting pleasure to each another for a few more minutes. In the mean while Nabeel rolled me over and was on top of me then. After a while he asked me to turn over. I complied and reclined on my belly. He lay over me. His rigid shaft was stroking my pussy. I then heard the bedside table-draw opened. Nabeel fumbled with it and took something out. He sat between my legs and I felt my ass-cheeks stretched out by his hands. His tongue once again was licking my anus. Same old chill ran into my back. After a while he stopped and I felt something cold on my shit-hole. "What's the hell..." I shivered. "Calm down, its just K-jelly." "K-jelly!" I repeated in horror. "Kaya mut... what do you... No, you can't..." I added, "Are you goin' to fuck my ass?" "It'll be fun." "No, you can't. Whahaan nahian, not there." "Come on Annu, it'll be good fun." As I mentioned that I wanted to try anal sex with this man but still was afraid of the pain his enormous tool would cause. Moreover, I didn't want to give him an impression of me being a cheap whore by accepting his 'designs' with no fuss. Let him persuade me. And persuade me hard. "Fun or pain? No. Yar cock's too big; dard ho ga, it'd hurt. Ya know I'm still virgin there?" "I know. The gel will loosen your ass. Ziaada dard nahin ho ga, it won't hurt much. "You think so, sure?" "Oh yes. "But..." I was about to give up resistance. "Aik bar try too karo. Agar tumhen acha nahin laga too main nikaal loon ga. Try once, if you don't like it, I'll pull out." "Wahda ke tum nikaal loo gay? Promise that you will pull out?" "Haan yar, yes dear." I was sure that he didn't mean at all what he said. But now I was all set to let him wank my virgin anus. "But be gentle," "Sure honey." He seemed too delighted over my assent. He put some more jelly to my shit-hole and then inserted a finger applying the gel onto anus walls. Spreading further gel over his cock-tip, he was ready to enter my bumps. My whole body got rigid and stressed in anticipation. He put his cock over my shit-hole and pushed it. My body twitched but nothing happened. My asshole was too tight for that enormous prick. He tried again and pain hit my mind. "Aaah..." He stopped immediately. "No, try again, mugar aaysta, but slowly," He obeyed and this time the tip got its way in slightly. I bit my lips. He took it out and entered again. Then thrust it further in. The pain shattered my brain. "Aaaaaaahaaaa, ya bas..tard..." I yelled with pain. He retreated and rubbed my hole with his cock. The hurt subsided soon. He reinserted his prick, bit-by-bit this time. The hurt was not that terrible. I had to bear the pain anyway, if I wanted him in my ass. He kept stroking my shit-hole's opening for a while, trying to get further in every now and then. Then suddenly the 'prick' pushed his dick in with full force. And I screamed like a failing bitch. "Aaaahaaa... Nikaloo, take it out... ya bastard... nikaloo, take it out..." But he was in no mood to listen to my suffering. He stroked my shit-hole for a few wild blows then slowed down the pace. I was shivering with pain, which was now on the wane but I felt so sore down there that I wanted him to stop. Still I wanted the whole thing in my asshole. I must bore the pain for a while, I thought. "Aaaaahaaa... dard ho raha ha, it hurts..." "Nikaal loon kaya? May I take it out?" Without waiting for my reply he pulled his dick out of my sore hole. I got an instant relief. "Wait for a moment then do it again." I told him. Finally, he entered my ass once more and penetrated only to the point it in before without any trouble. He began to rap my hole halfway down only. He was careful this time not to give me any pain jolts. My hole soon got comfortable with that prick inside it and I indicated him to move further in. He started to penetrate his cock very gently and gradually. The hurt was not as severe as before. Eventually the entire cock got in my shit-hole. I told him to be still for a few moments and when I felt to it I asked him to go on. He began moving his dick fucking my asshole. I wasn't that great as I heard from so many people. In fact I didn't suppose that I would had missed something out if I had not done that. It was only after about half-a-dozen times I got ass-fucked that I got at ease or began liking it. Though, so many years down the line, I now enjoy getting my shit-hole fucked. "Aaaah... tumhrea 'ole bohat tung ha, yar 'ole is so tight... Oooooohhh..." He continued with his lusty sobs. I silently got fucked as I felt pretty distress throughout the time he fucked my butt-hole. His cock couldn't take my tight hole for long and soon he reached the point of no return. "Uuuuuu... tum bohat tung ho, yar so tight... main aa raha hoon, I'm coming... I... oooooh comme..." He asked me to turn around as he pulled his dick out of my shit-hole and burst his cum over my belly and boobs with great force. I was amazed over the amount of load released by his cock. I was almost fully coved by his cum. Nabeel told me later that it was his first time to fuck an ass, which arose him so much to discharge so heavily. He collapsed besides me. My maiden ass fucking was indeed not that cool an episode. And I was in a mess then: my ass was sore and body was covered in Nabeel's cum. I felt like a whore. And that's what I wanted to be: Nabeel's whore. I was falling in love with this ass-fucker even though he had caused me so much of agony that day. From Lust to Love Ch. 03-04 He stood up, took my hand and dragged me towards the hut. I didn't want to come along with him. My mind was reeling and I was pulling along lifeless corpse. How can he do it to me? He can't. He was fucking around with me for over a year and now the pig says he is in love with some bitch. Bitch. Bastard. I felt miserable. My eyes moisten. He has no right. Bastard. Now he was dragging me to show the bitch's picture. Gorgeous. My foot. Bitch. I didn't want to see the bitch. He took me in and stood me against the mirror. "See!" Said he. I saw into his face through the mirror, perplexed. "See the picture? Here is my love." His face grinned and eyes sparked. Another beat missed. I was baffled then mystified and then overjoyed. It was too much of emotional somersaulting. I couldn't believe my ears after the all his bullshit fairytale. The moisture of gloom in my eyes turned into the tears of mirth. I turned around and knocked my fists on his chest. "Ya... melodramatist bastard..." My voice was overwhelmed with emotions. He was giggling. "Haan chand, main tum se payar kerta hoon, yes, honey I am in love with you. Badly in love." "Ya... ya..." I hugged him. "Ya're so terrible... Ya, you... I love you too." Tears of joy rolled down my cheeks. What a jolt; a mind-blowing shock. I felt so satisfied and relaxed. "Why these tears?" Said he holding my face in his both hands. "Why you cooked up that bullshit?" He wiped off my cheeks with his fingers and kissed my each eye and then my lips. "I was waiting for a right time to tell you about my feelings. The idea of surprise just came lying on the beach." "I also wished to reveal my heart today. Yes, I'm in love too with you." "I wanted to say it for so long but wasn't sure of you." He added. "You're an idiot," "Am I?" "Yes. You don't know how much I love you, my love." I clutched him passionately. "Same here. Believe me." He hugged me. We embraced each other tightly. There was no lust but pure love. We broke the embrace, looked into each another eyes and cuddled again. We both were in a state of ecstasy, harmony and passion. Love is a many splendid thing and we both were in love. We stood there holding each other for maybe eternity. We didn't want to budge. I wished the time had stop there. I remembered what I was thinking while being dragged by Nabeel into the cabin. 'I didn't want to see the bitch!' Smiled played on my face. Now 'the bitch' was as happy as lark after seeing the 'bitch' in the mirror. I snorted a deep laughter. After sometime, still standing there, facing each another, he asked me to wait there and moved into the bedroom. When reappeared, he had his right fist clutched, might be holding something in it. He stood near me. "Annu, ab main tum se kuch kahna chata hoon, now I wish to ask you something," I looked into his face. He knelt on his left leg and said taking my right hand, "Annu, would you marry me?" What a day! Full of surprises! I was so happy already and yet another dream came true. I looked into his face affectionately. My silence was my assent and he understood that. He opened his fist and rolled something onto my finger. It was a beautiful diamond ring! An engagement ring perhaps! "Nabeel!" "Don't say no," his voice was shaky. "You silly. Why'd I reject such a wonderful person? The man I love." He kissed my hand and stood up. I leapt forward and planted my lips over his. My whole body was shuddering with happiness. We deeply French-kissed each another. A little later he said, "Annu, there is a fairly nice eating place at about twenty minutes drive; we'll have our treat there over a supper." "No," I replied abruptly, "I want us to stay home. I want to remain with you alone. I'll give you the treat here. A treat you'll remember." "As you wish, my love. I'm game." He rested his hands on my sides and moved them along the body contours over my swimsuit. "Tum bohat khoobsurat ho, you're so gorgeous. How much I love you," I could feel the sincerity in his voice. "Yeh mere zindagi ka khoobsrut tareen din ha, this is the greatest day of my life." "Same here." Said I holding his face in my hands. "You're the most handsome but naughtiest man I've ever met. Ya're heart an' soul of me." We got engaged in a passionate kiss holding each other tightly close. Then I took his hand and guided him towards the bedroom. "Aren't you hungry, Annu?" Said he entering the room. "Now you've said it, I feel it too." We have eaten nothing since morning. "Okay, I'll bring somethin' to munch. What about some dessert?" I know he had a sweet tooth. "That's be great." "You lie down and wait here; I'll make you somethin' nice. And... don't change, keep like that." "If you wish I can even remove these!" He said holding his trunks. "I know you can't remain decent for long, ya dirty exhibitionist." I teased his nose and went to the kitchen. I have seen some cream in the fridge and I knew Nabeel loved strawberries and cream. But it was not a strawberry season. But then he also loved bananas. So I prepared a big bowl of bananas in sweet cream. I pour some in a dessert bowl and took it to the bedroom. He was lying there in the bed. Believe me he had taken off his trunks. Oh God, how he like to show his maleness and how I love to watch his manhood. "Goddamnit Nabeel! You're obsessed with nudity." "Ah, I love been naked," "What a whore are you?" said I. He laughed loudly. "Bananas an' cream!" "That's great." I took a spoonful and put it into his mouth. "Yum. It's lovely," "Good, you like it." We spoon fed each other until the bowl emptied. "Is there any more?" Asked he. "Plenty of it, don't you worry." I went back to the kitchenette and got another bowl full of the dessert. But this time I had a different idea of having my share. I kept on feeding him but refused to take my share. "Why ain't you eating?" Asked he. "I'll have it my way," I reached for his soft penis. "Make it hard," Said I with laughter. As I stroke his floppy dick I soon felt life infusing into it. I dipped the half-erected penis into the dessert bowl and soaked it well with the cream. Then I took it out and put the cream covered cock into my mouth. "Yep. It's yummier." Said asserted. Nabeel watched the whole episode with amazement. I repeated the action. "That's the best way of having your dessert, isn't it?" "I never thought of if such a stuff can be done." He replied. "It's called banana-cream with cock." I laughed. How happy was I that night. In fact, I could see Nabeel having the same feelings. We both were enjoying every bit of our moments. It was not that we haven't like each other's company before, but it indeed was different that night after uncovering and discovering our respective love. Being in love is entirely a different feeling; it's a unique emotion. We have been with each other so may time before but I never felt a tickling deep down in my heart. My heart was full of some fabulous passion and mind you it was not lust this time around. It was passion of LOVE. I lay him on the bed and asked him to squeeze his legs together. I made sure that his, now, fully erected penis hung between them. I poured the banana-an'-cream over his hairy chest down to his belly to the valley of dick. He was all covered with the dessert. I brought my mouth close to his chest and began licking banana-an'-cream. I took my time cleaning up his chest and then slowly moved down to his belly and little by little I sucked every bit of cream over and in his bellybutton. Further down. His pole was all creamy and the balls were soaked in it. I licked his cock with my tongue then did the same to his balls. He shuddered with pleasure. And eat his balls and penis and banana-and-cream. He was growling in delight. After I was through, he grabbed me towards him and his lips got locked to mine. I felt his hand at the back on my swimsuit's zipper. "Zeeep..." It was opened. He, then, laid he on the bed and took off the costume from me. Me lying naked, he rushed towards the kitchen with the bowl in his hand and return with a refill. He did the same thing to me. I was completely coated with the dessert: my breasts, vagina and my bellybutton. He licked and sucked each of them slowly and sweetly. Impulse after electric impulse was swimming across my body. After he finished his 'meals', he poured more banana-an'-cream on me and threw himself over me. Both our bodies were muddled with cream and banana slices. By then my cunt was soaking in wetness and I was shivering with desire. I wanted my love inside me. As reading my thoughts, he did what I wanted him to do. He entered me so very easily. His cock, as usual, was rock hard. Perhaps a little harder and bigger that night. Embracing and holding me tightly, he commenced stroking me. "To our love." He whispered the toast in my ears. "Yeh, to our love." I responded his strokes with thrusting my hips back to him. Soon we were fucking each other wild. Growling and screaming and pronounce and expressing our pleasure using the language of love. "Yeah, cum in me and make me pregnant with your seed." I murmured into his ear. He looked into my eyes, "Tumhe mera bucha chahi'ay, you wanna my child?" "Haan, haan, yes, yes... oooohhh... badly," "Lakin tuhain intezar kerna ho ga, but ya've to wait," I knew that I had to wait to get pregnant. How desperately I wanted to have my lover's child in my womb. We made love four times that wonderful night and eat a lot of banana-an'-cream. It was an unprecedented night of my life. Our short visit to that holiday-hut had turned fateful. It had changed the course of our lives. We both got married soon after I completed my graduation. It was years ago now. You know, time flies. We are now a happy loving family with two kids - daughters: Nena and Sejal. During my two years of graduation in Karachi I had four more sexual adventures but were short ones - a one-nightstand kind of a thing. One was with my classmate's husband; another involved a distant neighbor - a married pilot; third was a younger boy I met in a fanfare; and the last encounter was... well that's a secret! Before our marriage, I told Nabeel all about my affairs and he had his own experiences to tell as well. Though, then we promised not cheat on each other ever. And years down the line, we haven't. (I would come up with those tales if you like me to; I mean if I get a good response for this one. Then there were a few sexy and randy love scenes too with my hubby after the marriage.)