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Ripe Fruits Ch. 01

By: kamal12345



I was on vacation then and had all the time in the world to be spending anywhere I liked. In the mornings, I often went to my uncle's house to meet my aunt and her daughter Suman bhabi (sister in law), Suman bhabi was also my cousin who is married to my cousin.

Suman bhabi was a TV addict, and many afternoons she spent her time before the TV set. Her husband was a serious and religious type, who looked old enough to be her father. About their conjugal relations, I, of course, knew nothing, but judging from body language I should say it was very little. To see the couple, one could easily say that he didn't look like he could keep a woman like her happy in bed. But he had polite, courtly manners, and the lifestyle he had kept his family quite comfortable, in an upper middle-class way. He was a very busy man and had little time for Suman bhabi.

They were my favorite relatives, and the one and only reason was Suman bhabi. She always gave me special attention, so I fell in love with her. Suman bhabi had been the object of my fantasy ever since I had hit puberty, and now that I was 18, she had ultimately become my obsession. Every woman and girl I was with I compared to Suman bhabi and every woman and girl came up short. More importantly, I fell in love with her breasts and her shapely bottom.

She always gave me great hugs, which allowed her great breasts to be against my chest. She usually asked me to do some domestic chores or work around the house. She was always so grateful for that. Many times, she had asked me to go across the street to buy some groceries or medicine for her. So many times she had asked me to go help her with some heavy lifting or other tasks that needed a young man's strength.

Suman bhabi was not an extremely pretty woman, but had a petite frame, fair-skinned, and attractive, an average Indian woman—about 5'1", medium jet-black hair, piercing hazel eyes, amazing breasts and a solid body that showed curves in all the right places. Suman bhabi was really a sex goddess and was definitely hot. She knew this and it showed in the way she talked and walked. I couldn't be sure but I think she was flirting with me, the way she hugged me, holding on just that extra bit longer than one should and the way her eyes looked at mine, there was some attraction between the both of us.

I paid frequently visits to their home and always spent lots of time there. Suman bhabi had had a baby only a few months ago. Once, when I was there, Suman Bhabi's little baby started crying. She revealed her breast to feed the baby. She didn't bother hiding it in my presence.

The first time I saw her breast was too exciting for a twenty-year-old guy. My eyes locked on it. Her breasts were even whiter than her body, and there were large pink protrusions in the middle of the lovely breast. Areola rings surrounded the nipple, the size of a large coin, dark pink in color. My breathing became instantly heavy. I could sense my penis spring into action and become big. I didn't want the kid to finish feeding. I was trying to steal glances at the magnificent breast of my dream woman. Her eyes seemed to be on me each and every time I looked. 

After a while she hid her breast. Just as she did, her eyes looked back towards me and she smiled that killer look. It was as though she knew what I was thinking. Seeing her breast aroused me in a way I had never felt before. She looked at me and smiled at me so sweetly. And the way she looked at me made it even worse. For some reason I was embarrassed at being caught checking her out. Having been caught, I immediately turned beet red. Subconsciously though, I must admit I was secretly pleased.

As usual, she was my fantasy at night, but that night I specially used Suman bhabi as the object of my fantasies for my nightly jack-off session and her breast was the focus of it.

I had often fantasized about having sex with Suman bhabi. Every woman on Earth seemed like a goddess because my hormones were going crazy at that age. My cock was always hard and all I could think of was sex. I had an urge to touch Suman bhabi's breast. I had an urge to massage her breasts, to feel her breasts, and to suck her breasts like her kid was sucking. But how could I? Suman bhabi Bhabhi was known to be a very reserved person. She was widely respected amongst our entire family, and other relatives, and even ladies in our neighborhood.

One day, I went to see them and no was there except Suman bhabi. She greeted me and gave me a hug, and it seemed she held on a little longer than a normal hug would. Her full breasts were pressed into my chest, giving me ammunition for my late night jack off session. I had a great fantasy all ready for my use, having had her on my mind all the time. She asked me to sit and said, 

"Now let me get you tea." Suman bhabi's loose hair was flowing loosely over her back, in all its shiny glory. She had beautiful hair.

She sat close enough to me, keeping the stuff at the small table before me, then made two-cups and handed one to me to sip, as we carried on our conversation. I shifted my bottom on the cushion, and reaching between my legs pulled my cock to a more comfortable position. She looked at me and then lowered her eyes. 

I thought, smiling, "I never thought she would be like this." 

I felt a hard on coming on, so I shifted my position to conceal the impending bulge that might form in front of my pants. After the usual conversation was over, she caught a glimpse of the tent under my shilwar and gave me a naughty smile. So I crossed my legs to conceal my raging hard on. 

"Zeshan, I heard from someone that you are good with a TV; well I have a problem with the TV in my bedroom." 

"Can I take a look at it, maybe I can fix it." I told her.

She stood up and went to lock the main door. After locking the door of the house, she guided me to her bedroom. She was walking before me towards the bedroom, moving her ass that extra bit more than usual.

Suman bhabi sat by the TV and turned it on, then I went around Suman bhabi and positioned myself at her back looking over her, by now my hard on had subsided due to the embarrassment of being seen by Suman bhabi. As she was explaining her problem her elbow would inadvertently brush against my cock, slowly reviving my hard on, but to my surprise there was no reaction coming from her. So feeling confidant enough I pushed my raging hard on closer into Suman bhabi's elbow. Still no reaction from her and I noticed that her elbow lingered for a while in its position, touching my cock. This went on for a few minutes, then Suman bhabi said to come sit next to her.

She sat close to me, her arm touching mine. The sensations that ran through my body titillated and electrified me while I was tuning the TV and Suman bhabi was talking with me. It was pretty hard on my part trying to concentrate on the job while sitting next to her.

Then I asked her "Suman bhabi you don't care for your health, and you got rid of a lot of weight"

"You're right."

"Especially your stomach."

"Yes it's became too heavy."

"Is it soft or hard?"

"Soft like a silk."

"Suman bhabi, can I touch your pretty belly?" I pleaded, and she could barely nod her acquiescence. She said, "Why not?"

I put my hand on her belly and felt her belly from above her qameez. As soon as I touched her with my palm, my penis sprang to life. Suman bhabi was smiling softly all the while. Encouraged, I palmed her tummy and moved my hand near to, and just touching her breasts. She let out a soft moan. Her upper treasures were really soft.

Suman bhabi then smiled and said, "That's all you wanted to touch?"

I mustered up courage to ask if I could kiss her?

" No...", she replied smilingly.

I was disappointed. Our discussion and actions so far had made me bold as never before. Not getting the voluntary offer from Suman bhabi, I asked her again if she would let me kiss her.

I looked askance at her again, hoping that she would offer me a kiss.

Suman bhabi was reluctant. 

"It won't be right", she said. 

I did not insist any further, but fell silent. No matter how much Suman bhabi tried to get me talking again, I could not break my silence.

"Well, you certainly have grown. You really are a young man now, aren't you?" She said smiling.

...Then a soft "Okay! But only once."

"Thank you Suman bhabi" and holding her head in my hands, I brought my lips to her, and kissed her softly on her check and then lips. The kiss was soft but prolonged. I rejoiced in inhaling her scent deep and long.

"I think somebody here is really getting excited!!!" 

My heart began to beat a mile a minute, as my greatest fantasy was about to happen. I was in a trance at that time, she took me by surprise by placing her hand on my crotch. I started to moving back, when she put her finger on my lips, and gently grabbed my cock and slowly stroked it from the outside of my shilwar. She stroked it gently at first, and then, as the heat inside her rose, more purposefully. Suman bhabi looked up at me with a loving smile.

"Oh is that for me?" Suman bhabi giggled and she licked her lips. Oh! My . . .!" She almost yelled, "You have got a huge cock for such a small guy." 

"You think I have a big cock?" I asked.

"For someone of your stature, your cock is gigantic!" She assured me, "Hell, for any guy, it would be huge."

"Thank you." I said, the whole time blushing.

"You are so much bigger than my husband." Suman bhabi replied, "He is only 5 inches, but this fucking thing must be over 8 inches!" she announced as she grabbed the base of mine and looked at it from all angles." "I always thought yours would be a small one. This is so big, Zeshan!" said Suman bhabi. 

"It's yours if you like it." I said.

She gently wrapped her fingers around my fully erect cock, stroking it very slowly. The feeling of her soft hands on my cock was heavenly, sending me groaning in pleasure.

"Oohh that's it, Zeshan, jerk it slowly"

We were sitting on the couch close to each other. And then it took us no time at all to start hugging. She gave me a passionate kiss at the same time she quickly placed her hand on my crotch. She made a comment on how I was hard. I told her your hand has magic, unparalleled magic that made stone from flesh. And she laughed. We once again kissed and this time the kiss quickly became more intense and more passionate. Electric currents ran across my body when Suman bhabi gave a quick and soft twitch to my cock. 

She took my hands and placed them on her breast. Her hands were guiding my hands, showing how to caress and squeeze. She had me pinch her nipples. She pulled up her qameez up with bra reveling her succulent breasts. She pulled my head down to her breasts. I felt the softness against my cheeks, then I kissed and licked and finally bit gently. She asked me to put the nipples in my mouth to suck on. "Suck them."

As I was sucking her breasts, one by one, she again asked me, "Bite them, honey. That's it. Harder." She was moaning and swooning. I held her up and continued to devour her tits. 

She simply pulled out my cock, took it in her hand and started stroking it slowly. It felt like hours later when she pushed my hands downward over her belly to her pussy, hidden under her dress. She took my hand and placed it in her shilwar knot, but I didn't understand and was only caressing her belly.

She took my fingers again to bring them to the top of her shilwar; this time I unknotted the string of her shilwar and gradually pushed it down, revealing her fleshy thighs and cunt. There before me was what I had fantasized about since I was fifteen years old.

" Suman bhabi, I have never done this before" I said to her.

"Oh! Really?"

"Yes." 

"Don't worry, that's not problem," she laid on her back on the carpeted floor, and said throatily, "Now, kneel between my legs, I will guide you."

I positioned myself as directed, between her legs. She put out her hands and took hold of my hips when I knelt down. She spread her thighs and raised her legs even more, but kept her feet on the ground. She pulled my hips against her and suddenly I felt my cock head touch her soft hair.

She took my cock in her hand and pushed me back a little. She pushed my cock slightly down and I felt her wetness. She let my cock slide up and down her slit a few times. Then she held it still against her pussy.

"Now push, push slowly," she said.

No lubrication was required. I pushed forward. She wriggled her hips and I felt how my cock-head slipped inside her pussy. When I felt my cock in her hot cunt I shouted "Oh, fuck! I have wanted to do that for a long time."

"I know you have." She replied, "I have too." 

I slid my cock slowly in and then withdrew it equally slowly, in and out, in and out. Each time I went in, I could feel the tightness of her orifice. I gradually enhanced the vigor of my movements. Faster and faster I went. Gradually, I pounded my cock deep within her. I got all my cock of me inside her and she writhed with pleasure and satisfaction! She put her legs around my thighs and held me tight.

"Don't move. Feel and enjoy my pussy for a while," she said and released her grip on my thighs. She lowered her legs and raised her hips up against me. 

The feeling of her pussy was incredible. Her cunt was warm like an oven, she held me in a tight grip. Her pussy pulsated along my cock. She was a very experienced woman who could play with her pussy.

"Now fuck me. Thrust hard into me."

I started to thrust. She met me and started to moan again. Each thrust into her made us both moan in pleasure. I wanted to last a long time, but I knew I wouldn't be able to control myself. Suman bhabi had now wrapped both her legs around me.

She started to moan and suddenly she cried out and her body shook. I became startled and withdrew. I was afraid that I somehow had hurt her.

"Did I hurt you?"

"No! That was something good that you should be proud of. Don't be afraid. You can't hurt me with your cock Zeshan. My pussy is made for it," she said.

"Are all pussies this tight, or is it just your pussy that is so tight." I mentioned. 

"No! That's because your cock is so big!" She replied. "It hurts and feels good at the same time." 

Each time I'd crash my cock into her, she moaned out aloud and called my name. She was not passive by any means, for she would, in turn, thrust her pelvis harder against mine, so my cock would touch her innermost core all the way deep inside her. The bed sheet bore the brunt of her ecstatic fury, as she held on to it, clutched at it and tore it at several places. I had been fucking her hard, missionary style, and she loved it. 

I pulled out and pushed in again.

"Yes, that's good. Use long strokes in the beginning," she panted. "Oh, your cock feels so good in there. Go on, Zeshan." Her moans started again.

"Suman bhabi, I hope it is okay and I am not hurting you in any way".

She answered by clutching at me even harder and urging me to go deeper, faster. I was pleasured beyond my own belief but what made me really happy was that this sexual union made my Suman bhabi even happier.

"Oh! Yes!" She cried, "Ravage my pussy with your huge dick, Zeshan!"

"I have wanted to fuck you ever since I was kid," I told her.

"You are doing a hell of a job of it!" She complimented.

"You are so amazing," I said. "You're so fucking beautiful." I squeezed her hips and fucked her like mad.

"Uhhh, Ooo!! Suman bhabi, I'm going come in your --"

"Come in your bhabi cunt that's been dying for it for so long, Zeshan." her nails raked the flesh of my ass as I slipped inside of her deep, and deeper still, until I could push no more.

I yelled in pleasure! With a sudden burst, I unloaded all my semen into her sweet mature pussy. I came into her, and she loved it, it felt like magic! Load after load of cum went into her, it was the most intense orgasm I ever had in my life.

She held me tight until her moans trailed off. She hugged me with her arms and legs and held me for a long time. 

"We should have done this years ago; who knew you were this good? That was the most amazing thing I've ever felt Zeshan, first time in my married life. I came about three times when you were in me", she giggled. "Tell me, how was that. Was my pussy as sweet and pleasant as you imagined? Are you happy now?" She said in a very soft voice.

"You own me Suman bhabi bhabi you are great, I waited for you so long" I hugged her and smiled broadly, a big happy smile.

"Damn, that was a huge load." She spoke, "Now I know what I have been missing with my old man. Are you glad now Zeshan, I let you fuck me?" she asked.

"I am, I am too happy, thank you very much, I love you" I said.

"You're welcome. I, too, am happy for the pleasure you gave me."

"You are so hot." I squeezed her hard. "Tell me when we can do it again." I asked her.

"I wish we could spend the whole day together fucking." She replied.

"I really wish we could, too." I told her, "Will your kids or husband be coming by soon?"

"I'm sure they will be calling shortly." Suman bhabi said. 

Suman bhabi and I lay there holding one another and kissing gently. 

I told Suman bhabi how beautiful she looked today and then I kissed her softly on the lips and we lay there naked, feeling on our bodies each other's wetness and rejoicing in each other's warmth and presence. 

"What has happened was great... But it has to stay between you and me. You mustn't tell anybody else about it. Not even your friends. Do you understand?" she said.

"Yes, yes of course," I stammered. I would have promised anything at that time.

"If you stand on your promise, I will be all you want me to be. You can have me whenever and as many times as you want. You must be discreet about it, for instance when we together with the others. We will behave and act normally.'' 

"When will we meet again?"

"I'll wait for you tomorrow, early morning."

She helped me dress and told me she would be waiting very impatiently next day, and said to come early. Then, she licked my lips and kissed me while her hand slid down to grab my cock through my shilwar.

"I think I can't wait till morning." I told her. 

"Don't come at midnight." She laughed and said. "I guess we'll be seeing a lot more of each other?' 

"Yes." I replied. "I'll come around more often." 

Suman bhabi walked me to the door and we said good bye one last time. We promised again to see each other next day and kissed one last time. I made it to my home.

I can't explain how I spent the restless night. I never believed that I'd just had the most incredible afternoon of my life with an amazing woman. It was hard to believe that I had spent the time with the woman of my dreams. I had only one thought on my mind all night, and that was Suman bhabi.

Next morning, around 10 am, I went to her house. Even though nobody else was home, Suman bhabi shut the door to her room after she'd pulled me in, pushed me against the door, and flung herself against me. I kept my eyes open as wide as I could manage, and saw her close her eyes, and felt her wrap her right leg around my left leg. My arms wrapped around Suman bhabi, holding her tightly against me, my fingers gliding up and down her back, just stopping at the small of her back before running back up toward her hair.

She pulled away from me, reached her arms out to me, as if beckoning me to follow her. She then turned away, sauntered over to her bed, sat down, gave me that look again, and patted the bed next to her. I walked over to her, sitting down next to her. She turned to me, put her arms around me, and put her lips up to my ear.

"I want to be with you, Zeshan. Right now," she whispered, almost unintelligibly. Yet, she still managed to get her point across, as my arms made their way behind her.


Ripe Fruits Ch. 01



"Who doesn't want to be with you. I can't believe we're doing this. You're so beautiful," I whispered back. 

The moment I said the word "beautiful", she let a moan escape from her mouth. She lay back on the bed and pulled me down next to her. I slid my arm under her and hugged her close to me. Our lips met and we started kissing again. I slid my leg in between her knees and they opened with no resistance. My leg pushed up until it was pressing hard against her hot pussy. I felt her wetness through her shilwar, she had nothing underneath. As we kissed my hand slid down and I started my fingers sliding around to the string and crept under her shilwar. Her smooth skin felt like velvet. My fingers crept down the crack of her ass until I felt her pussy. I could feel that her pussy was dripping her juices. I let my inexperienced fingers wander up to the source of the wetness. As they came in contact with the lips of her pussy she started to really writhe around. My fingers slipped into her hot big pussy. She ground her pussy hard against my hand. She pulled my hand out from behind her and rolled over onto her back, her legs spread.

We began to tear at each other's clothing. Her qameez had a zipper all the way on the back. She unzipped herself and ripped open her qameez exposing her lace bra. She lifted her arms over her head for me to help remove her qameez, I threw it to the side. She didn't wait for me to take her bra off as she reached around her back to unhook and presented me with her creamy white breasts.

"Put your hands on my breasts and squeeze them gently", she asked. 

I placed my hand on her tits, feeling the roundness of them, then squeezed them as she wanted. I'd started on her breasts with my mouth like a newborn baby would do to its mother. I squeezed them both together with my hands and sucked from one to the other in rapid succession, listening to her groaning and feeling her hands on my shilwar as she quickly unknotted the string and pulled it down. 

She grabbed my cock. I felt her squeeze my cock hard and the sensation made me bite down hard on her left breast which made her jump in painful pleasure and hold on to my cock a little bit harder. I could feel her getting more excited and more aroused by the second, and she was rushing with her actions now. She let go of my cock and started trying to unknot the string of her shilwar. She was struggling and I could sense this, so I let go of her tits and moved my hands down to her shilwar, I untied the knot , and brought my fingers to the top and gradually pushed it down, revealing her thighs to me. I touched her cunt with my fingers, and they were soaking wet from her juices, she was ready to be fucked. I diverted my attention to her tits once again and touched my cock to her wet cunt. I was rubbing her cunt against my pumped up cock.

"Fuck me Zeshan!" she cried out, "I want to feel your huge cock in my cunt."

"I want to so bad, too." I groaned.

She got up and moved herself towards me, positioning her onto my lap, straddling my legs with her facing me. Her ass was placed firmly on my cock and she was shifting herself from side to side, rubbing her cunt with my cock. Like an expert she carefully inserted my tool inside her cunt. She stayed there on top of me then began to work on it. Her eyes shut tight and she bit down on her lower lip. 

"I can't get over how big you feel," she told me, "I wonder if I'll be able to feel my husband the next time he fucks me." 

"I don't see how he can neglect you." I mentioned, "You are so beautiful."

"Thank you." She replied, "You are the prettiest."

"OH Suman bhabi!" I yelled, "I love it when you talk dirty."

Moving her hips rhythmically, she ensured that my tool was well rubbed upon. By now my cock was deep inside her cunt. In my excitement I began fondling her breasts. She started jumping up and down on my cock with a fast pace that was making her tits bounce everywhere, making it hard for me to grab them with my mouth, both my hands already working on her large but shapely ass. She made the bed cry out for mercy.

She started screaming and began to ride my cock even faster. I grabbed hold of her ass tightly and squeezed both of her cheeks hard and began thrusting with all I had, trying to match the pace that she was bouncing on me.

"How about laying on top of me and fucking me?" She asked.

"No! Fuck like this it is too incredible" I said.

So she once again started to move up and down and after few minutes she shouted, "OH . . . I'm going to cum!" 

"Oh...yes!" I cried out. "I'm almost there!"

Her body began to shake as the violent throes of her orgasm overtook her. Just as she was approaching her peak, my body clenched as I fired my hips up to meet hers. Together we came in a flood of juices. Finally spent, Suman bhabi collapsed on top of me. We held each other tight while our emotions subsided. 

I rolled her onto her back and stood up. I stared down at her and smiled.

"I have to go to bathroom" I said.

When I came back and laid with her, I told her I would like more.

She smiled. "Your wish is my command, oh Master." The look of lust in her eyes was unmistakable.

Later in that afternoon we fucked each other even more. We tried out doggy style. Then she asked me to leave, saying" Now I need to get to sleep. You tired me all out."

I fucked Suman bhabi on a regular basis after that for years.



Ripe Fruits Ch. 02



Tallat was the wife of my cousin. She was a mature woman and if I were to guess her age she'd have been 35 or so. Her complexion and skin was as white as porcelain. She had a plump figure and some might even say fat, but she was a tall woman at 5'9", so she didn't look fat but fleshy. She has the loveliest face I have ever seen. 

She had nice breasts, big enough to suit her frame, but still firm and perky. Her ass was one of the best features of her body; nice, big and round. Not like those who barely have anything they could call an ass. Her ass was perfect. Her waist was getting larger as the years went by and her legs were long and still in good shape. She had long, medium brown hair all the way to her butt. When she walked her breasts always seemed to be bouncing up and down and her ass swaying from left to right. 

The only thing that was more attractive than her ass was her eyes. They were the most beautiful blue eyes I had ever seen in my life. I had never seen anyone with such blue eyes as bright and as vibrant as hers.

She was my dream woman and I've been thinking about her a lot. She was sensual, so beautiful. She had the best attributes among our relatives. I lusted for her as much as anyone. I didn't think that a nineteen-year-old like me could get anywhere near her, but I wanted her badly.

She was always with me, in my fantasies, even in my dreams. I needed her. I wanted her. I wanted to be one with Tallat.

One day, my lucky stars smiled on me. When my father asked me to give a massage to my cousin I was more than happy. I dressed up a little nicer and about 10am I went to her home. I knocked on the door and Tallat opened it but she didn't recognize me.

"Do I know you?" She asked. 

"I'm Zeshan, cousin of your husband"

"Oh, my god. It is you. Wow, you turned out pretty good now that you are grown Zeshan. I never would have thought it, considering what a dork you were as a kid."

I looked her over, without being too obvious about it. Tallat had always been a little larger than most women, and time had filled her out nicely. We laughed, and she reached out and gave me a hug. As we drew away from our hug, I looked her in the eye, and she leaned up and kissed me on the cheek.

"Come in! Why are you standing in the doorway? Our home is your home", and she grabbed my hand and led me to in the house. 

She asked me to sit and asked me what brought me to her home after such a long time? I told her that my father has sent me to give the massage to your husband. We spoke for some time. I could sense Tallat's eyes were on me. I looked down at her, and she smiled quietly. She then asked me that if I could stay while she washed clothing. So she did washing, but always returned to talk with me in between.

During this time I noticed good-sized bruises on her biceps and asked her what happened.

"My husband got a little rough, but he didn't mean to hurt me," She said.

Knowing the background of her family, I knew her husband was a wicked man and I never liked him. I also knew that this wasn't the first time he had bruised her. This woman captivated me because she seemed to be looking at me slightly lasciviously, almost lecherously all the time.

"Zeshan, are you free for a little while? She asked. I want to move some heavy cupboards from one corner of the room to the other and I can't do it alone as it too heavy." 

"Of course! I'm free and would be pleased to help you" I replied.

"Thank you, please come with me" and she walked to the room. 

As I followed this tall brunette into the other room I couldn't help but notice her firm buns moving freely under the thin fabric of her cotton shilwar qameez. I wanted to grab that beautiful ample ass and pull to close to me and hold it tight. 

The sleeveless qameez she had on fitted her form nicely and perhaps showed me just a little too much of her breasts, as she hadn't worn a bra. The fabric clinging to the fullness of her womanly form and the nipples protruding was a real turn on for me. 

In the room she showed me the cupboard and asked me where it should be moved. I tried to push it but it was heavy and I couldn't move it alone so she also came to help me. Now we both were trying to push it ahead. Her one arm was touching mine and that was a sensation. As we both were pushing it, suddenly the cupboard lost it balance and tipped to one side, resulting in a big can falling from its top. It struck my head and then my foot. It really hurt me and I took my head in my hands.

She looked nervous when she turned her face to me so I said,

" Don't worry, it doesn't feel serious."

She said, "Should I just hold you? You need to be held."

She moved over to me and held me and I rested my head on her shoulder as she wrapped her arms around me. 

The feelings I had as she had held me close to her body was something beautiful. She led me to the nearby bed where she sat and placed my head in her lap and started massaging my head. My face was buried between in her thighs and I could smell a strange and romantic aroma from her thighs, while my back of my head was touching with her breasts. I was getting aroused and my cock was started moving.

" How do you feel now, Zeshan?" She asked.

" Its feels all right and the pain has subsided" I replied.

"And your foot? It must hurt too"

"Yes it does."

"Okay, I'm to massage it," she said.

She gently took my head in her head and placed it on a pillow. I didn't know what would happen next but I felt like an idiot for telling her about the pain of my foot. She bent and asked me, "Where is the pain? 

" I don't know exactly where it struck but I'm feeling pain all over my foot." I replied. 

" Okay! Let me check it and she started to touch my leg. She was gently massaging my leg up to my upper thigh even though that was never in pain, but she was doing it anyway. I felt her silky fat finger very near my now semi-erect cock and suddenly her finger touched it.

"Do you have any places to go right now?" she asked me.

"I did have plan to meet a friend, but its late now and it wasn't urgent." I replied.

It was becoming too sensuous and I was getting more and more aroused and my penis was getting harder, so I closed my eyes. 

Then I felt a hand on my cock, so I opened my eyes and she suddenly said, "Come on, let's get a look at it." 

I became dumbfounded, and just looked into her eyes. Her eyes twinkled with lust, and her smile became even wider as she looked right back into my eyes. 

Without warning she grabbed my cock in her hand and moaned when she felt how big I was. She started stroking my shaft slowly. 

She was looking posessed with lust as she opened the string of my shilwar and let her fingers encase my hardness. Her hand moved up and down its length. Her nails slightly brushing my scrotum before moving back up the shaft.

"Are you sure you don't mind when I do this," she asked?

"No Tallat! How can I mind when the most beautiful woman in the world has my cock in her hand?

She blushed and said, "Don't be foolish, I am not."

"You are to me," I said.

As I was looking her over from head to toe I had to admit I was looking forward to ravishing this woman. I got up and impatiently lifted her qameez up to her neck to reveal her breasts. The sight that beheld my eyes was something from my dreams. They were as white as milk and were big as ripe coconuts, with dark brown nipples that were fully erect. I had often wondered how she would look like this, and now I kissed the inner swells of her breasts.

I grabbed one breast in each of my palms. I ran the flat of my palms all over the breasts greedily and kneaded them, first gently and then, as my passion grew, a little rougher. I took the nipples between each thumb and forefinger and pulled them up vigorously. Tallat moaned with anticipation.I started licking the nipple and the surrounding area of one breast. I opened my mouth wide and took the nipple and also a large portion of the breast itself into my mouth.I repeated this several times. 

"You have the most beautiful breasts, Tallat. No matter what I saw in my minds eye, it cannot compare to how beautiful your breasts are right now." 

Then I asked Tallat to take off her qameez completely. She hesitated and said, no! You can do what you want with me without removing it completely, she told me it was necessary for safety. If someone comes to the house she would be able to put it back on quickly.

I used my thumb and index finger and slightly turned her nipple to and fro."Okay! You know better"

Now we were both breathing a little harder and I moved my head once again to her breast. I kissed her nipple and sucked the stiffened skin into my mouth. My tongue twirled around the nipple, exposing both lovely breasts to my eyes.

I moved over to her other breast and kissed and suckled on her nipple as my hand caressed the other. The pleasure was incredible as her hand continued to slide up and down my shaft. Her nails moved just under the mushroomed head, which excited me. She kissed my cheek and she took me in her arms, and looked up to see me watching her and she blushed. Finally she said, "This will be our secret, promise me."

I looked into her face and said, "I promise you it will be our secret. What else are you thinking of?" 

"I'd rather show you, if you'd allow me to?"

Without really waiting for an answer, I took her face in my hand, leaned into her and kissed her on those beautiful lips. As I held the kiss, I could feel my heart start to quicken. The notion that she wanted to kiss me too kept me kissing her. I felt her slide slowly down the bed and I went with her until we were lying side by side.

I placed kisses on the upper swells of her breast again and then moved down to her stomach. I felt a small hitch in her breathing as I neared her bellybutton. She moved her hand to my head and held me lightly to her.

Continuing down her stomach, my chin felt the top edge of her shilwar string and I pulled the string of her shilwar and started to remove it from her thighs. She cooperated and I was surprised there were no panties inside. Oh what a feeling. Her thighs were white, soft and creamy. My right hand went from her chest to tummy. It wasn't flat but the smoothness was there. I teased her there and moved downwards. 

She had really a big pussy. No, we'll call it a cunt, not a pussy. I have never seen one so big like that in my entire life. It was shaved clean and it was hot. She was already wet and her whole pussy was wet. I touched the cunt lips and she clung to me feverishly.

Tallat lay down on her back I moved down her body and moving between her legs, I stretched myself out, feet hanging off the end of the bed as I moved my face closer to her pussy. She shaved herself, but not completely. 

I kissed her outer lips and then let my tongue lick up between them until I reached her clit. The big nub was poking out and I lightly sucked it into my mouth, twirling my tongue around it. As I did that, she was moaning, and saying, "Oh! Zeshan, what are you doing to me? You're going to kill me, I have never done this!" and her hands grabbed my head. I moved back down and again licked her cunt, reveling in her taste. She was wet and oozing juice and I willingly accepted what she offered. My tongue found the entrance to her love tunnel and I shoved it inside of her and licked the juices from her.

I felt her legs tighten against my head and her hands were holding me close to her. I moved again to lick between her lips and when I found her clit this time, I nipped lightly at it and tugged it with my lips.

Her hips started to gyrate against my face while I continured to suck and lick her juices, enjoying every second of this. When she moved her ass up from the bed, my tongue ran across her butt hole and I heard her give out a loud moan. Every time her ass came off the bed, I would lick her asshole.

Soon, she was pressing my face harder into her pussy and with her moaning and seeing her head moving from side to side, I figured she was about to climax. I moved my lips to her clit and she moved her hips quicker and almost shoved my face through her as she went over the edge.

"Zeshan, make love to me," she said softly. "I need you right now, don't tease me more" and she pulled me on top of her, my cock now inches away from her pussy. 

Her hand reached and grabbed my cock and guided it to her opening. She started to rub the cock head over her already wet pussy and she started to moan. I removed my grip on her adjusted her in missionary position. Keeping my hands to her sides I lowered myself. The tip of my cock started to penetrate her. 

" Oh, please go slow", she whispered. 

I started to go inside and it was tight, so tight. I was wondering how she could be so tight. A few months before I began fucking my other cousin's wife and am still fucking her. She has a different pussy, no, cunt, altogether than the other woman. It was emanating heat and gripping my cock. After inching inside I drew to a stop. She was like a tight virgin! I couldn't understand and asked her why she was so tight? 

"Oh, how can I tell you? Your cousin hasn't fucked me for the last few years. He could get erect after I spent hours between his legs but he couldn't satisfy me.

"Is he mad? How can he ignore a pretty woman like you? "

" He can't" 

" So this is the reason you looked so starved for cock"

"Yes! I was dying for a fuck for years, but I'm lucky I found this nice, big one" "I couldn't bear it anymore", she said, moving her hips up towards me. 

" I feel sorry for you, and I'll do as you wish. Do you know I wanted to be with you for a long time?"

"I have also had my eye on you. That's why I'm fucking you now. I couldn't do it with an outside man, because then somehow people will know. You are not an outsider. So there is no danger of anybody finding out."

" Don't worry, I'll fuck you everyday" I whispered in her ear. 

A soft moan was the response. Her hands traveled down my back, pulling somewhat out in one fast motion I rammed inside, simultaneously tightened my lips over hers to soften the impending scream. But it was useless she screamed like hell.

I started to move slowly. I increased the tempo as well as length of my strokes. Her body started to respond. Her cunt was gripping me and when she bit on my ear I started in full speed. I bent over her chest and pressed my chest into her naked breasts. Feeling the firmness of her nipples poking into my chest caused my cock to get even harder. I suck on her nipples while the bed creaked, but I was beyond being bothered by the sounds. I fucked like hell. She was now matching me stroke for stroke from downwards. 

" Fuck me, fuck me, give me satisfaction. Fuck me" she was screaming. I was just grunting and kept on my pace. As we moved wildly, the bed was creaking noisily, as if it too was aroused.

We were both sweating and breathing heavy as our lovemaking became even more frenzied. We were sweating badly because the weather was hot; hot and calm. My sweat dripped from my head to her body. I was nearing my limits and seemed she was also very near to her first ever orgasm.

"Oh Zeshan...I'm cumming Zeshan!" she screamed.

" Cum honey, cum soon," I said.

"Yes, yes, cum with me in my pussy, make me cum with you!"

And she came. 

Now Tallat took my face in her hands and began to lick around my lips. Her lips found mine and we kissed softly at first. Soon our tongues were dancing in each other's mouths and she threw her leg over me and pressed herself tight.I was still pumping her and soon she was giving once again with me. Looking right into my face she said, "Fuck me good Zeshan, harder, harder!"

I increased the rhythm and she did too. Together we wanted to reach climax. To feel that mutual release at the same time, like fireworks exploding on a hot day. Her pussy was dripping juices as we slammed ourselves together and I knew it would only be a matter of moments before I let loose

A few more thrust and I felt my fluids rising up my shaft and said, "Now Tallat now, cum with me!" "Yes, yes, cum in my pussy, make me cum with you!" 

Her tunnel wrapped me in heated delight as she squeezed her muscles and showed me how much control she had. I exploded inside of her with full energy. I came hard and fast and that was what she needed also. Her hips were still, but she was milking me as nobody ever could. 

Her muscles clamped around me, and the heat from her climax flowed over my hard cock as it continued to slide back and forth. We hugged each other as tight as we could as the fruits of the love we made flowed from us. As we meshed with one another, our hips had minds of their own. As we tried to make it a second round, I wasn't able to, and I felt myself shrinking while still inside of her. Tallat realized it also and just moved slowly for as long as I remained inside. 

I finally had to move to her side, as I had fallen from inside of her and my weight was too much for her. Lying there on our backs, I watched as her breasts rose and fell with the intake and exhaling of her breath. She was lovely, as she brushed the hair from my face with her hands. We were kissing passionately her tongue was roaming in my mouth. I was in heaven. 

Breaking off the kiss, Tallat moved her body over mine, and I could feel the softness of her tits on my chest. She kissed me again, then moved her mouth from my lips to my neck, kissing me with short little kisses, with occasional nips with her teeth. From there she gradually worked her way down my body with her lips, first to his my hairless chest, kissing each nipple, then down to my belly and then even further down to just above my pubic hair. At this point she looked up at me with her baby-blue eyes and asked me, "Does it feel good?"

I was so overcome with lust by this time that I could only croak, "Yes, too good!"

Tallat now turned her attention back to my cock, which was hard as iron and pulsing with desire once again. She hovered over the tip momentarily, then licked off a bead of pre-cum glistening on the tip. Then she plunged her mouth over it, sending shivers up my spine. Tallat began a slow rhythmic up and down motion over the entire length of his shaft, and this felt so sweet to me I could already feel the movement of cum from his balls. This is where my experience as a long-time masturbation became useful, as I had mastered the art of using my muscles to delay ejaculation. However, as Tallat continued with her motion, I realized it cannot be delayed much longer. Just as I was almost at the point of no return, she pulled away and switched her position by straddling my thighs. She smiled at me and whispered, "Feeling good so far?" I nodded, unable to speak coherently.

What she did next almost blows my mind. She put her hands on each side of her beautiful tits and then wrapped the delicious globes around my iron hard cock. She started to move them up and down my cock and the feeling is so indescribable, I could only moan.

"It was my dream to take your cock in my tits," she told me. "I hope it feels as good to you as it does to me!"

I could only croak, "It's the sweetest feeling I ever had!" She stopped after a while and I groaned, "Please don't stop!"

"Don't worry, we're not done. We going to do more than that!" 

She knelt up straight, tossing her long brown hair back as she did. Then she inched herself forward and raised her body upright so that her pussy was positioned right over my erect cock. She grabbed my cock with her right hand and guided it between her cunt lips, so that just the head of my cock was touching them. Then she gradually eased it further and deeper into her pussy until the cock had entirely disappeared into her cunt!

I moaned with pleasure at the sensations I was feeling, but they were soon to multiply! Tallat started moving herself up and down on my cock, slowly at first then gradually increasing the pace. I was enjoying this so much I closed my eyes. When I opened them again I saw that Tallat had a joyful expression on her face and I realized that she was enjoying it too. She began to combine her up and down movement with a circular one so that she seemed to be rotating over every square inch of my cock. This was so delightful to me. I involuntarily starting thrusting my cock back into Tallat's cunt. I couldn't believe that I was actually fucking her like this! 




Ripe Fruits Ch. 02



I was again on the verge of cumming again and this time I was unable to delay my climax. I started moaning, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming!" The next thing I knew I was spurting my juice deep inside Tallat! When she felt my cock convulsing inside her, she lay down on top of me, and, still with my dick inside her, held me tightly and kissed me long and deeply.

We were both breathing hard, unable to speak for a while, but as we recovered, I said, "Tallat, that was amazing!" 

Tallat smiled at me but said nothing as she rolled off me and lay beside me, but with my semi-hard cock still inside her cunt. After a while as it began to shrink it slipped out with an audible plop and Tallat kissed me again. 

She got off the bed, saying, " You better leave now, although I don't want to ask you like this because I need you and I want you more. But this is not end of our love, it's only just beginning."

"But I want to make love to you once more" I protested.

"No, you made love to me like you wanted, but it is late now and the kids may come home from school any time. Next time we will arrange for a long time."

I didn't want to but I got up and dressed, and she also adjusted her dress and we hugged and kissed for a long time then. I left her satisfied in my heart that she would never forget me and will be ready whenever I want.



Ripe Fruits Ch. 03



My luck turned one day, when my best friend Majeed asked me to meet him at his house. When I arrived, I rang the doorbell and waited for the front door to be answered. Soon a strange voice behind the door said, "Who's it?" 

I said, "I'm Zeshan. I'm here for Majeed." 

The door opened, and a young lady, who looked to be not more than in her early forties, announced, "Hello. I'm Majeed 's mother, Mahal. Majeed told me to tell you he tried to call you to tell you he had to attend to some urgent work at the last minute, but you never picked up." 

Even in the half-open doorway, I saw enough of her to tell that she "my type" of woman. 

"Okay, well nice meeting you."

"You can wait for him, if you like."

"Ok, if he is expected soon."

With that, she asked me to come inside the house. This is not a liberal society, but a very restricted society where no man can go alone into a home other than with blood relatives. I was a little reluctant to go inside my friend's house with only his mother there without my friend. 

She saw my hesitation and said, "Don't be shy. Come in, You are a friend of my son and he wouldn't object," so I followed her.

We sat on the couch in the living room and started a conversation. She began to ask me various questions about work, my family and my friends. I was surprised at how friendly she was, seeing as how she'd just met me. All I could think about was how sweet and hot she looked. For me she was like a dream come true. I'm not saying that every man in the world would die for her, but I found her absolutely stunning.

She looked like a classy conservative lady. She was tall, although a little fleshy and fluffy, but one could say slim for her age. She had a creamy white complexion, and a sexy face that was very sweet and pretty, with an overall thin frame, save for her shapely hips. She had long, black hair. Her lips were thin, the corners upturned the slightest bit, and just enough to tell that she was smiling. 

And her bright black eyes, they were captivating. They made her look even prettier. The fact that she had three children hadn't changed her figure. While she didn't have large breasts, they were full and stood firm, and she possessed a beautiful, respectable ass. She was probably 5'5 and around130 lbs.

One would never believe, she was a mother of three young children and in her early forties. I had a crush on her from the first moment of seeing her, knowing nothing would ever become of it, I thought! The way she looked at me hinted that she kind of liked me as well.

One of the nice things about middle age is, you are much less image conscious, so if there's a physical appeal, often times you go with it. I knew she felt it, because she extended the conversation, and from the first moment she was talking to me with a wide smile.

When Majeed still hadn't come after half an hour, I told her that I must leave, and I left to return to my home.

Since Majeed and I had a good friendship and we met frequently, I became close to her and she started treating me like her own son, almost as though I were Majeed's brother. Due to my frequent visits, she began hugging me lightly, putting her arms around me and, as was customary, whenever I came by I would greet her with a kiss.

When Majeed wasn't around, the kiss got to be far from the customary one, and she'd speak freely with me, but still seemed a little nervous.

I wondered if maybe her husband wasn't very good in bed, and fearing his wife might come to me, told her he didn't want her talking to me like this. 

My mother told me that my father wanted to sell our old house, and he wants to buy new house, and asked me to search for new one in a good neighborhood. 

I couldn't believe it when Majeed solved my problem by telling me that there was a nice house for rent just next door to them.

"It'll be nice, we could meet easily any time." I said.

I was definitely excited to be near Majeed and Mahal, but I was thinking more and more about Mahal.

My parents approved of the house, and soon we moved there.

I was 23 years old, and my horniness level was at an all time high. I usually jerked off at least once during the day, while having many different fantasies and Majeed 's mother Mahal, sometimes figured in. 

As I was now like a member of their family, I was always trying to sneak peeks of Mahal, and sometimes I would look through Mahal's underwear drawers when I was there with Majeed and she wasn't at home. My infatuation turned into a crush on Mahal, and my crush soon turned into an obsession, a desire to make love with her. I knew I could never be with her, but wishful thinking never killed anybody, so I kept on picturing her each night while I masturbated. 

Majeed and my mother became great friends, since we both spent a lot of time at each other's home. Needless to say, Mahal often came up in our conversation in our home. Mahal and my mother also spent a lot of time together, sharing tea, shopping, and so on.

Mahal was always friendly with me, and we would talk about everyday things, and this and that, when she visited our house or I went to meet them. Beautiful Mahal's perky, upright breasts and Puerto Rican ass made my cock ache whenever she walked in. 

I wanted so badly to fuck her that it became very uncomfortable for me to talk to her, and it felt like she kept catching me stealing peeks at her nice breasts and wide hips. She became my tried and true fantasy. 

Every time I visited Majeed 's house, I saw his mother in a new light. My eyes constantly made their way toward her bosom and ass, a fact I knew she was aware of, but never said anything about.

The way our house was set up, all the bedrooms were on the second floor, and only one was on the ground floor. My parents' room was upstairs, while mine was downstairs. It was a large house, and thus it was possible to talk at a normal level in the hall by my room, and not be heard in my parents' room.

Every morning my father would leave for work, and my sister and mother for school, since mother was a schoolteacher, so I was left alone in the house. I didn't have to leave right away since I go later to my little electrical workshop. So my mother asked Mahal to help me in the morning if I needed it. She even gave her a key to the front door of our house. 

Mahal would usually come to my room about 9 or 10 at the morning to be sure I was okay. She would visit with me a little, and then head off to her home if I wasn't having any problems. Sometimes when I'd be in hurry to leave she made my breakfast. I would basically lie in bed waiting for Mahal to walk in my bedroom and talk to me. When I heard her coming I would act sleepy and lazy, like I didn't want to get up.

One time when I was still in my bed she pushed open the door and stepped into my room. She was wearing a pink color shilwar qameez.

She took a few steps towards me and said in a mock angry voice, "You're still in bed lazy boy? Hurry get up." And then she turned around, shut the door, and came over and sat on the edge of my bed. She was so close to me that her body was touching mine and I could feel her hip against my thigh.

"You are still in bed? It is too late."

"Yes! Auntie, I think I am little ill," I said. 

I tried to get up but Mahal said me, "I don't want to disturb you, please lie down. May I call for the doctor?"

"No! It's not serious I'll just take some Tylenol and I'll be ok." I replied.

I turned on my side with my legs bent, facing her. She put her hands on my feet, rubbing them, and told me to relax.

As she sat there on the bed I became aware of the fact that my dick was pointing straight at her and was practically brushing her ass crack. It wasn't hard, but was the size it would be just before you start to get hard. That felt so nice and I didn't try to move.

She had a strange look on her face, and all of a sudden I noticed her face was a little flushed. 

She looked at my dick and asked, "Mahal! What is this? And what are you doing?"

I looked towards her and acted surprised. "What is the problem? I don't think I have done anything wrong." I said.

"Don't do that. You don't have to do that. I am the mother of your friend." She was acting very cool. 

"Oh! If I did something wrong, I am so sorry." Now that was embarrassing! 

She acted cool, but I knew she was enjoying this.

She looked down at my cock and said. "Look what you have done to yourself."

I looked down and acted surprised. "Oh Auntie! I am so sorry!"

" Mahal! I don't expect that from you. I may talk to your mother."

"No! Please Aunty no, I am really sorry and I promise to be more careful in the future."

"Ok, now I must go."

"No aunty, please don't go I want to talk to you." 

"No! We will talk some other time."

"There's something that I need to tell you now, Aunty," I managed to say. 

"Ok, I'm all ears." 

"I don't exactly know how to say this," I said, impressed that I could even begin my sentence. I looked at her, not knowing how to continue. She looked beautiful to me. She always did.

"I've had a crush on you ever since I met you." I closed my eyes. I didn't want to see her reaction, even though I really did. I expected to feel her hand whip across my face. I was waiting for her to slap me. I was waiting for her to respond. I certainly wasn't expecting her to say the next thing she said to me.

"I know," she replied.

I couldn't believe it. I was unable to comprehend how she could possibly know what I'd been feeling for her this whole time. 

"You...knew?" I asked. "How did you know?"

"I had a feeling," she began. "Sometimes a woman has a sixth sense about things like this." She laughed quietly.

I felt as if I'd died inside.

"How come you've never said anything to me?" I asked.

"Because I didn't want to seem arrogant. I didn't want to embarrass you, and besides, you're half my age!" 

It made sense, but I still didn't feel right about telling her.

I said, "I really am sorry. Did it make you uncomfortable that I was letting you see my cock?"

"Ok! Forget about it and don't worry about it. That's not the first time I have felt that, but be careful, don't repeat this!" She said.

"What are you talking about? What do you mean, not the first time?"

"A couple of times you have brushed it against me."

"Oh! Auntie, You have felt that? I thought there was no way you could feel me!"

"Yes, I have felt it many times!"

"But did nothing, then why now?"

"Because before it was only for a flash, but now you have gone too far."

"Aunty I want you. I love you."

"But I don't love you that way. I am the same age of your mother, and you are my son's friend."

"That doesn't mean we can't love each other." I put one hand on my hard dick and said, "Touch it Aunty. You have felt it but now please actually touch it, Aunty." 

She stared at me and said, "No way! I am not going to touch it."

"Come on, touch me. It won't bite. Please."

"How can I? I am married and twice your age, the mother of your friend, and the friend of your mother. My husband and son would kill me if they found out," She whispered seductively.

"Look, I think you are absolutely beautiful. I know you want it too. We were both breathing heavily, feeling sexual tension between us."

As I talked, she kept her grip on my stomach and ran her hand over my stomach and started to feel my chest and shoulders. Then her hands moved over to my arms and she kneaded the muscles on my arms. As she was doing this, my dick started to come to attention once again.

She was a little hesitant, but without saying a word, she reached her hand out and wrapped it around my dick. 

I couldn't believe it! 

She slowly slid her hand up and down. It was now a full-fledged boner, and I was proud of my 8 inches. 

Now she started to slowly stroke up and down on it. I was almost in a trance and couldn't believe my luck. I was shocked, utterly shocked, at this woman whom I lusted after for what seemed to be forever, this woman who was now sitting along side of me and stroking my dick. A voice inside of me told me to wake up, and I realized that the dream, the fantasy that I'd been keeping secret for more than a year was finally coming true.

"You know, I almost have to say it isn't fair that you have been thinking about me like this, I am the mother of your friend," She said, looking in my eyes. 

"Please don't talk any more about this. We have crossed the line." 

I started to slide my hand up toward her breasts. Then I placed my hand, in a cupping position on one of her breasts.

I could tell that she was really turned on, and I could see her beginning to enter "the mental place" where women feel so good they will let you do anything, as long as you don't stop! 

My dick had never felt harder than it did right then, and I thought it was going to explode.

"Auntie, look at my dick. Look how hard you made my dick. All I want to do is fuck that sweet pussy of yours."

She had a devilish smile when she looked into my eyes.

"I made it that way and I would treat it nicely, but promise me you don't tell Majeed about this. "

"Of course not. How I could talk to Majeed about this?"

I was getting a raging erection, with which she seemed pleased, and the temperature in the bedroom seemed to be rising.

There was an awkward silence, then she quietly asked. "Can you keep it a secret?"

"Of course." 

And then we were searching each other's strings of shilwar (trousers) and soon we opened them. I started to slide my hand up her leg. When my fingers got to her pussy, I ran my hand all around, touching the lips of her pussy. I started to feel along the length of her slit, and my finger moved her clit back and forth at the top of her vagina. Her pussy was very wet, and my fingers were touching her all over, but in no particular pattern.

We didn't talk for about five minutes while we just stroked each other. I slowly pushed my finger into her pussy hole and began to pull my finger out and then back into her pussy hole. I varied the pace until she began to build to an orgasm. My goal right now was to give her pleasure in a way that she hadn't had in years.

She was finally moaning and screaming, asking for me to fuck her. 

"Yeah stick it in...please...fuck me."

I got up and slowly pushed her onto her back. I pulled her shilwar down to her legs and she helped me, lifting up her ass as I took it off. She had killer legs. For that matter she was killer from head to toe. She had a beautiful flat stomach even after giving birth to Majeed and his younger brother and sister. She spread her legs wide apart to accommodate me. 

"Please be gentle because I haven't had a cock as big as yours before." Mahal whispered to me.

So Mahal reached for my cock and guided it to her pussy, rubbing the tip of my cock on her wet slit, which made her twitch a little. Then when I attempted to enter the head of my cock into her pussy Mahal's legs stretched a little bit further to accommodate my massive cock.

Once I broke the entryway, it slid right in. Mahal let out a loud gasp as if she were running out of breath. I could feel that Mahal had not had a man for a long time because her pussy was really tight as it engulfed my cock. Her pussy was so tight, and yet it was quite wet. It may have been from the lack of use, but she had a pussy so tight a virgin would be proud to have had her pussy. Mahal had the softest, slickest pussy I had ever visited. She felt like wet, slick velvet wrapped around my cock. It didn't matter that she was 18 years older than I, or that she was my friend's mother.

"Ufff I feel so full of your cock. It's hurting me," Mahal said as half of my cock entered her very wet pussy.

"Do you want me to stop?" I said.

"Oh no! Please don't stop, this is the best cock I ever had." Mahal begged me, and her both hands reached around my ass grabbing my hips.

So I slowly pushed forward the remaining half of cock into her drenched pussy as she moaned loudly and tightened her grip on my ass.

I slowly worked my dick in and out for a minute or two. Then I laid her legs flat, and straight ahead and knelt above her with a knee on the outside of each of her legs, with my dick still inside. I put both of my hands under her hips and grabbed them. Now I really started to piston in and out and she began to throw herself back into my thrusts.

"Oh it feels so good, I had never felt such a hard warm thing in my life."

This created an incredibly tight fit with the base of my dick rubbing her clit. I slowly pumped and drove her wild. 

I pushed the qameez (Long shirt) up further, and revealed her nice breasts. Her tits really looked great. They were very round and full, and were probably between a c and d cup. For being nearly forty years old, there was just about no sag. Her nipples were perfect. I couldn't believe how great they were. Her nipples were hard and begging to be touched. 

I began to pinch her nipples and picked up the pace with my dick. Mahal went wild as I started pumping my cock now fast, deep and hard into her cunt. She was now bucking like a wild young colt with its first rider. 

I held her shoulders to force all of my length into her. The feeling of Mahal's hot and tight pussy was about to make me cum. So I pumped in and out of Mahal's pussy a little slower. As I was pumping her, Mahal was moaning loudly and was bucking her hips to the rhythm created by my thrusts into her.

"If Majeed ever found out, you fucked his mother he would kill you." Mahal blurted between her loud moans.

I'd reply the same way. "Aunty, you are Majeed 's mother, but you are a pretty woman. He should be proud of you."

"Don't call me aunty you little rascal, Call me Mahal, I'm your horny lover, not your best friend's mother, do you understand?" she shouted. 

"Yes, you are my Mahal, my lover"

"But when we are alone and not in the presence of anyone else."

I knew I couldn't hold out much longer since she was coming off an orgasm. I pinched her nips hard as she released. She was trying to catch her breath and gain her bearings when I pulled out and raised her legs up and held them against my chest and shoulders.

"Yes, yes, yes," she said, feeling that I was close to climaxing. "Give it to me."

I felt the cum start to escape from the depths of my loins. 

There was a grimace on her face, but I think it was from lust, not pain. I continued fucking Mahal. 

She said, feeling that I was close to climaxing. "Give it to me." or maybe she was fucking me, but whatever, we both began moaning and groaning before she let out a yelp.

"I'm cumming again!!!!" was all she said.

And with those words Mahal wrapped her legs and arms around me very tightly as if her life depended on it. I continued fucking her after her orgasm and a few seconds later I came inside Maha's pussy. I lay on top of her for a few minutes trying to catch my breath.

"Are you glad now that I let you fuck me?" she asked.

"I am, I am too happy, thank you very much. I love you," I said.

"You are welcome! I am also happy for the pleasure you gave me."

I couldn't believe it, I had just fucked my best friend's mother. Then I rolled on my side. She hurriedly got some tissue paper and wiped her cunt and then my cock.

"Now, Zeshan, I trust, you won't tell anyone."

I shook my head slowly and replied. "I can't believe it myself. Who could I tell?"

"We'd better get dressed now. My daughter might be waiting for me," Mahal said as she got up, kissed me on the cheek, then frantically got dressed and hurriedly went out to the door.



Ripe Fruits Ch. 03a



I would like to suggest please read before this ripe fruit ....03

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"Now, Zeshan, I trust, you won't tell anyone."

I shook my head slowly and replied. "I can't believe it myself. Who could I tell?"

"We'd better get dressed now. My daughter might be waiting for me," Mahal said as she got up, kissed me on the cheek, then frantically got dressed and hurriedly went out to the door.

I hurriedly took a bath and then changed clothes. After breakfast I went to my workshop.

I couldn't concentrate on my work at all that day, as I thought about her body: her breasts, her ass her pussy, and as I dwelt on these visions of loveliness, I pondered my situation. I had just fucked my best friend's mother, a woman about 18 years my senior, and a woman who apparently adores me and would let me do anything I wanted with her. Those thoughts put a smile on my face. 

When I got home, Mahal was there talking to my mother. I greeted her and she me. I could not take my eyes away from her. Although I was sure Mahal was conscious of my staring at her, as a mature woman she pretended in my mother's presence that nothing had happened between us. 

I tried to keep my distance from her because I was afraid she might be mad at me for having seduced her. But I couldn't just stand there, so I sat down with Mahal and my mother on the sofa. We were all making idle conversation when my mother told us she was going to the kitchen to make tea. That left Mahal and me alone. I placed my hand on her knee and started rubbing it gently. She released a soft sigh as I moved my hand up to her thigh. As I was nearing her upper thigh she uncrossed her legs and spread them apart to receive my intruding hand, but when I reached the meeting point of her thighs, she stopped me.

"What are you doing? Your mother may come," Mahal, reminded me.

"She's busy in kitchen, let me feel it." I said to her.

Mahal said me, "No! I think that what happened to us the morning was wrong." 

"Nothing we did was wrong, I will be waiting for you tomorrow morning, " I said to her insistently. 

Mahal stood up from the couch and went to join my mother in the kitchen.

That night I couldn't sleep, thinking about what had happened that morning. I was not sure she'd come the next morning.

She did return the next morning, however. I was elated to see her again, when she entered. And how! She was dressed in just a black qameez and a white shilwar. I ran to her and gently embraced her, and my hands groped her body, not knowing where to caress her in my excitement. 

Then sinking my face into her neck, we rubbed our bodies together. My cock thickened as I pressed against her thigh. Her response was to hold me even tighter. Her thigh felt fantastic as she pressed it into me. She held my face with both hands. She kissed my neck, face and lips. In no time, Mahal had her tongue in my mouth, and I pushed mine into hers. We licked each other's tongues and lips. She sucked my tongue as if it were a cock. After what had occurred the previous day, that first passionate kissing was fucking hot. We stood there embracing and licking each other's tongue. The room was filled with lust! 

I got her hand then, and guided it to my throbbing member where she reached out and rubbed it from the outside of my shilwar.

We made out hungrily as my hands explored her soft, extensive curves. Without wasting time, I grabbed a handful of her beautiful ass and pulled her closer to me. I shoved my face into her breasts as she pressed them against me. I lifted her qameez along with her bra and smothered my face in the flesh of her soft breasts, then I lightly kissed her bare breasts, licking her tense nipples, sending her moaning in pleasure.

"hhuuuu. I love you, Zeshan!" Mahal moaned in absolute pleasure as I gently bit her nipples.

I kneaded her nipples, and slid my hands inside her shilwar over the edge of her belly and tantalized her clit. There were uffff, and aah from both of us as we worked up a sweat for few minutes or so.

At this point we were at a fever pitch, and I needed to release my hard-on to the air before it suffocated. Mahal's hand found it's way to my cock. Quickly Mahal started to stroke it vigorously. She would stroke my cock and cup my balls simultaneously.

I sucked and bit her nipples. She continued to grab my cock. She immediately pulled my pajama string and opened it. As it fell to my feet, she took my bare cock in her silky soft hand. She started slowly stroking it. Her eyes were closed, and I couldn't believe it when Mahal suddenly dropped to her knees between my legs and bent her head, proceeding to kiss and lick my cock and rub it all over her face. She opened her mouth as wide as it would go, to engulf my fat knob with her mouth. My young cock was so big and fat Mahal could only get half of it inside her mouth.

After kissing and licking without hesitation, she hungrily shoved my cock into her mouth. Once she got her mouth around me I felt like I was one big sucking candy for her. She would let it out, lick the sides of my shaft, circle my cock head with her tongue and then shove it inside her mouth again. This went on again and again. All the while she fondled my balls with her free hand.

I was so dizzy I had to hold onto a post to keep my balance. I was wondering how this conservative woman had learned all these lustful techniques. 

She kept squeezing my balls, and the same time she would circle my asshole with her finger, causing me to buck and shove my cock deeper. 

I looked down at her lovingly, and when I saw her black eyes looking up into mine angelically. I ran my hands through her hair and said, " Oh! Aunty stop it, now it's my turn." 

She got up and hugged me, I couldn't help myself, and I began to kiss her neck over and over, saying that after such an amazing performance I felt that it would only be fair for me to reciprocate.

I now slid my hand to her shilwar string and pulled it and let it drop to the floor. Then she stepped out of the Shilwar. She slipped out of her panties, uncovering her freshly shaved, swollen cunt.

"Aunty do you want me to lick your pussy?" I asked to her.

"Would you do that for me? I have not tried it before because my husband won't do it," she excitedly told me.

"I've always wanted to taste you, Mahal, " I said as I pushed her qameez up revealing her perky breasts again.

I kissed my way down her body, sticking out the very tip of my tongue, gliding it through the crevice between her breasts. My tongue curled upwards, moving, to her left nipple, feeling it stiffen as I circled it with my tongue, nibbled on it gently. My hand caressed her right breast, pinching and pulling on her right nipple.

I continued to kiss and lick my way down her body, feeling her body tense up each time my lips brushed against her silky skin. I kissed along her tight, taut tummy, my tongue circling the area around her belly button, and I heard her squeal with glee.

When I reached her thighs her legs were almost closed together completely, so I took the initiative and spread them apart with my hands. On my knees under her qameez as it had fallen now, I inhaled the intoxicating aroma of her sex. Her scent was truly remarkable, a scent that I'd waited for four long years to smell.

Then I started to gently kiss the outside of her pussy, which made her moan softly. When I parted her pussy lips she let out a soft moan and I licked her pussy between the outspread lips.

"That feels so good." she was to breathing heavily, running her delicate fingers through my hair.

Since she was so horny from sucking my cock, soon she came all over my face while screaming out my name, "Zeshan, Zeshan, Zeshan, sweet Zeshan ." 

My face was completely covered with Mahal's sweet juices.

Mahal's pussy tasted heavenly. I went right for her engorged clit, sucking it forcibly into my mouth. Mahal lost control and then started to moan loudly, and bucked her hips to the rhythm and directions of my tongue. 

"Haa, hhh Aahhh... Zeshan, you are the best!" Mahal cried as she pushed my head deeper into her pussy. I virtually ate Mahal's pussy. I licked and chewed her pussy lips and sucked her clit. Each time I sucked her clit, she would throw her hips towards me hard. She began to fuck my face, which was a totally new experience for me. 

With my face "in" Mahal's pussy, Mahal folded her legs over the back of my head, and she began to hump her pussy on my face, head, and tongue. I turned her and began to kiss and lick her fluffy hips and then her ass crack. She let out an animal like groan when I stuck my tongue into her asshole. 

After a few minutes of eating her drenched pussy, Mahal raised my head from her pussy. "Oh Zeshan! What are you doing to me?" Mahal asked between her soft moans. "Oh that feels so wonderful! Please stop it and fuck me now!" Mahal begged me.

"Zeshan, I want your big cock inside my pussy now, I want you to fuck me. I need you to fuck me so badly, so hard, with no hesitation whatsoever." She walked towards the bed. She lay down on my bed and said to me, "Zeshan! I want you to fuck me very slowly!"

My cock was aching due to its hardness, and I could feel the blood rushing through my veins, it felt so hot I was almost afraid it would burn her when I pushed it into her hot, glistening cunt. 

She really didn't need to say anything because we both knew what we both wanted. I looked at her beautiful body, especially at her wet pussy, and rose. I walked over, knelt between her legs, and bent over on top of her. 

She grasped my dick in her hand and led it to her silky slit. She slid it up and down against her damp pussy, moaned, then groaned as I slipped my rock hard cock inside her hot wetness.

"Ahhh! Mahal, that feels so good!" I whispered. Mahal's pussy was tight but really hot and very wet, so there was very little struggle for my thick cock to penetrate her dripping cunt. 

"Zeshan your cock is the best!!" Mahal praised me.

"And your pussy is great!"

As the wetness of Mahal's pussy engulfed my cock I slowly plunged my cock in and out of her dripping pussy. The sound of my cock slurping in and out of her pussy and her erotic moans filled the air.

After a few minutes of slow fucking my best friend's mom, I was on the verge of cumming, so I grabbed her hips and then rammed my cock into her pussy feverishly. She exposed her voluptuous breasts and I cupped them in my hands. She reached and grabbed my ass and pulled me inside, then let me pull back, and we rocked together.

"Yuff, Mahal your pussy is really hot!" I moaned.

"Yaaa, My hot pussy is just for you Zeshan, now fuck me harder!" Mahal commanded me as I felt her vagina tightening around my cock. I did what I was ordered, so I brought her legs up on my shoulders and then began to ram my cock violently in and out of her pussy.

"Oh Zeshan, oh Zeshan, oh Zeshan...Ohh yes Zeshan! Please fuck me! You want to fuck your friend's mommy, don't you?"

"Oh yes!" I moaned.

"Fuck me! Zeshan Fuck your friend's mommy"!

After a few minutes her legs curled up to her body and she stiffened as she wrapped her legs around me.

" Zeshannnnl ufffffff Zeshannnn..." Mahal screamed as she reached an orgasm. 

As she came down from her orgasm I kept on pounding my cock into her spent vagina as I was nearing my orgasm.

"Haaaaah, haaaaaaah Mahal " I groaned as I pulled her body firmly into mine. Then I warned her, " Mahal, I'm cumming!"

"Ok Zeshan, come inside me, I want to feel your hot honey inside me,"

And with that encouragement I flooded her pussy with my white sticky semen. Then I collapsed on top of her as both of us lay spent on my bed with my cum dripping out of her pussy and down onto the bed sheet.

"You don't know how much pleasure and satisfaction you have given me, Zeshan, I have never been so pleased and satisfied by sex before. I don't think I will get the smile off my face for a week."

Mahal confided in me and said, "Oh Zeshan, you don't know how I miss being held by a real man, because my husband don't make love to me."

"But I had thought you didn't like sex!" 

She laughed and said, "What an idiot idea! I have always loved it, but my husband can only do it once or twice in a month!" 

"Don't worry Mahal, I'll always make you happy." And with that I kissed her all over her body.

"Yes! You will always please me, because you are, much longer and thicker than my husband, and you stayed hard for longer. And besides that, you are so sweet and loving." 

Mahal taught me a lot of things; she was really good in pleasuring a man. We lay there in our sexual afterglow, and held each other, kissing and hugging, only sorry we had not done this when we first met. As I lay next to her, she wrapped her arms around me she whispered, "I love you." She kissed me and held me, at the same time cradling me in her arms. We lay there for a long time.

She started kissing me on my neck and my chest. She slowly worked her way down to my cock. My cock was sliding between her experienced fingers.

I begin caressing her nipples, alternately, with my right hand, one finger of my left hand is buried in her pussy, while she was playing with my dick, and by this point, and my dick was hard again.

"You're so big!" She whispered in my ear. "I guess you want to continue?"

"Is it bigger than your husband's?" I asked.

"More then twice in length and thickness," she said, and her grip slackened and she began caressing it lovingly. 

"How lucky I am to be able to enjoy your tight pussy," l said, and lowered my head and started to suck on her nipples. Mahal grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her breasts. I went back and forth between her breasts, giving each one equal time. 

"Mahal! Let's do it again," I said.

She smiled and nuzzled her face against mine, and without a word she turned over and rolled over at the same time, so that she wound up on top of me. 

She arched her body so that she was positioned over the length of my penis, and she slowly began to ease herself down onto me, watching me the entire time. My hands trembled slightly against her sides, trying to help her to keep her balance. My eyes watched hers as hers watched mine. 

Slowly she lowered herself onto me, and suddenly I felt transported to a New World, one of immense wetness and heat. My cock was a snug fit, like a leather glove. Mahal slowly started riding me up and down. I mean really slow, almost an imperceptible movement at times. She leaned down and pressed her body against mine as she rode me, and I felt myself writhe against her skin every time she raised her hips. I kissed her lovingly, my mouth moving from her forehead to her cheek to her mouth to her ear, brushing my lips over her face each time I moved. 

As we continued to make love, she began to moan rather loudly, maybe a little too loudly, but I only felt a sense of great pride, happy that the woman who I'd always dreamt about is riding on me. 

I was in my own personal heaven, rising and falling underneath Mahal's divine body, thrusting upward to meet her every time. 

She lowered herself back down onto me. She was bouncing up and down like a woman in heat.

I could tell that my balls were totally drained into Mahal's wet hot pussy.

I wanted this moment to last forever, and as much as I'd wished and hoped, I knew that soon enough, she and I would both cum again.

Our bodies still pressed tightly together, she moved rhythmically up and down, her head arched backward, her eyes shut tightly, and by that time she was crying out into the air.

"Oh, Zeshan, you knew that I needed this," she screamed. Her voice was hoarse, a little raspy. "You knew that I wanted to make love like this.

Mahal started to increase her tempo and her breathing increased. She was screamed at me to "Fuck me hard, fuck me harder." Soon it was just "Fuck me harder," on each thrust. 

My head was thrashing around and I was grunting with every thrust. I was quickly reaching the point of no return, and she continued yelling, "Fuck me! Zeshan! I love your cock. I want this cock for all time! Yes, cum inside me baby, come on, give it to me, let it go Mahal, fill me up." And then. . .I exploded. 

With a long, loud groan, I blasted, filling her pussy with my sperm. Mahal kept riding me, even after three orgasms, and all her juices flowed out onto my thighs.

She just lay on top of me for a few minutes. Then she said, "I have to go Zeshan. Though I don't wish to go"

Mahal and I secretly became lovers from that day on. Once after a nice fuck we lay and were talking when she made me hard again and we were ready to make love.

I asked her. "Tell me aunty what is your favorite position in fucking?"

"I love you, I like you fuck me "

"Any how tell me the position you like."

She then told me shyly that her favorite position was doggy style, well always a gentleman I had to please. She got on her hands and knees; this was the first time I had gotten a good look at Mahal's ass like this, and the sight of it made me mad. I had looked at many bottoms over the years; in tight little shorts, bikinis, jeans, and business suit though never naked.

"You have a muscular butt, Mahal," I said.

"Thanks, I think," she replied. I slid a finger into the upper part of her ass crack. "Tell me Mahal, is your ass is virgin? I bet it is."

"It is," she said, "but don't go there."

"Let me do it, I bet you'd like it."

"I bet I wouldn't. Don't go there, Zeshan."

I was sliding my finger up and down her crack, and I held her pretty white ass open as I teased her cunt with my cock. Sliding my dick along her wet slit, then sticking it in an inch or so and taking it out. 

She begged me, "Please don't tease me, give me you cock, and I want it in me so badly!" 

With that comment I rammed it all the way in with one shove. She gasped loudly as I filled her pussy with my hard cock. Her breathing was coming faster as I held her wide hips and slammed my cock in her. 

"Oh god, I love feeling your balls slapping my pussy!" she cried out as she came, flooding my dick with her wetness. 

My balls sticky with her juice I stared slap at her ass as it bounced when I slammed my cock in her pussy, so I grabbed a handful of ass cheek in each hand and pulled her to me roughly. It seemed to make her even more excited when I did and she bucked against me harder and was carrying.

"Ah, Zeshan, fuck me, fuck it good! Now! Do it now! Move, honey! Fuck me till I fucking split! Unh! Right! There! Now!"

She was breathing so fast I thought she would hyperventilate so I slowed down.

"NO!" she screamed out at me, "Don't slow down, and Fuck me hard. Please make me cum again and again, and fuck me hard!"

I resumed my assault on her sweet pussy as it clung tightly to my cock. I was fixing to cum again as she humped against me.

By unspoken agreement we meet daily. Now we fuck, chatting cuddling, fighting like teenagers every day. When we began our relationship in my house so Mahal and I used my bedroom in my home to fuck for hours at a time. I couldn't drop the idea of her ass fucking from my head. 

One day when were making love and her legs were on my shoulder I asked her "Aunty let me fuck your ass."

"Listen Zeshan, I have told you not there, why you don't understand? Women have their own hole for pleasures."

"All right." I slid out of her. "I don't want to keep more any relation with a woman who can't love me." 

"But you're not leaving me like this! Let we finish." She was looking so angry.

I inserted my cock her and said, "Okay! You also let me clean that we are finishing our relation, I don't want to keep relation with a you if you don't fulfill my fantasy," I said,

And soon we finished it with out talking. She got up dressed, but didn't look at me. "I'm not sure you said that." she said.




Ripe Fruits Ch. 03a



"I am not sorry for that and I still say that" We went in heated arguments.

"I warned you, I will never meet you from today." she said. 

"Okay! I don't care"

She said, "Don't say like this, you didn't do it right." 

"What I didn't for you?" I told you dozen times I don't like this but you not understand? You're a hard-fucking little bastard."

"I just wanted it, and you don't give me."

She just got stirred up a little. The way she looked was too sad. She said me "I will remember it to the end of my life, I swear, we never meet."

I raised my head, and looked at her. Tears were running from my eyes. And she left silently. I didn't know what she was thinking; I was thinking of the way her face had looked, the way she'd left.

I couldn't sleep for an hour that night and next morning I waited for her but she didn't come and she didn't come after that next few days. 

When we met for the first time after that incident Mahal and I looked in opposite directions, not seeing each other. Now I was desperate. Every time I thought about it, it felt like I have lost something from my life. Most of life was behind this woman. We'd had a good time. I wondered if we might meet again. I'll be lucky to get back her.

Exactly after two week Majeed came to meet me in workshop and asked me that I should come tonight to our house as his father has gone to meet his parent to his hometown and he himself going to next city to meet someone important. He also told me that his mother would be talked my mother.

That evening when I went to home my mother asked me that Mahal has cam and wanted you stay you there in her home as her children and she was alone, so after diner you should go there to stay with them for the night. I want to fly there at the time but I would have stay till diner.

Only Majeed's little sister and little brother were home. I knew they fell asleep early and was such a heavy sleeper, you needed an alarm to wake them.

She put her fist under my chin and raised my head. "We're still friends, right?" she gave me an oblique look. 

"Right," I said still watching TV, and not talking much except what we were looking at.

She showed me the room I would sleep in. She gave me a hug and a light kiss on my lips as we enter the room and left the room quickly. The door opened and Mahal entered silently in room, wearing red qameez and black shilwar holing the tray in her hands.

"Ha! You should talk," she said. 

"I am sorry for!"

Her soft fingers ran through my hair. Her neckline was open slightly, and I could see part of her breasts. 

"Why are you doing this?" she asked softly.

"Doing what?" I asked innocently.

"You don't know what you did?"

"I know." I interrupted her. "But I had to."

"Okay! Forget it" she tried to touch my cock but I asked her not to do as we have finished once. She tried again and again but I couldn't.

Then she said me, "It all right don't love but I love you and I would sleep here." 

She rolled onto her back threw the cover over her head She turned off the light. Her body was touching mine. That made my cock hard soon.

Sometime later I felt her soft body she pressed her ass against my hard cock. Her ass cheeks clenched my hard cock as it wedged between them. 

She gyrated against my cock. I couldn't control my self and I had spooned my self behind her, and nudging my cock between her thighs. She snuggled closer, tugged up the bottom of her nightgown, and repositioned her leg. My fingers fluttered the lips of her pussy. And murmur in her ear: "Is this the right place?"

"You know better." she said, and backed up to me, snuggling her ass against my thighs. I entered her, the tip of my cock sliding against her interior wall, where the sweet spot was, my leg slipping between her. 

We started a sweet, sleepy ride. She was moaning and her moans and squeals were loud and out of control. "Your cock feels so good in my pussy after long time. That's it. Fuck me fuck me. Fuck me hard. Rip my pussy apart. Hurry. Yes... put your finger in my clit... ohh... that's it... deeper. I'm gonna cum...." At the same time I bit into the side of her neck.

I set lightly my teeth were in her shoulder. Mahal's gasps and screams were out of control as her body was wracked with a continuous series of orgasm. I continued to stroke her with my still-hard cock, and my fingers, and then she came and came, profoundly, blissfully sighing and whimpering.

So again we were like old friends, cuddled together, I held her then, and she clutched me hard against herself as we'd starved of contact. And after that, she stood on the light. She looked up at me smiling playfully with her black eyes twinkling with luster. And slowly lifting her qameez over her head and pulled her shilwar sting let her fall to the floor, and with it, my jaw open, this was the first time I saw her naked fully. She was even more gorgeous than I had fantasized. My eyes never left hers.

"You must have been thinking about it for a while."

"I have been," she sighed. "I took off my panties and bra at the evening and have been squirming around ever since just thinking about your cock in me."

"Is there anything you would like to do?" Mahal asked me.

"Yes. But..."

"But what?"

"You know better I have always wanted to..." 

Mahal smiled and looked at me and said. "Patience Zeshan. Good and precious things in life are worth waiting for and my ass is really Good and precious"

Mahal kissed me hard. "I can't see you sad, I would love you do with me what you want to me. I have decided to try it for you, there is Vaseline on the table. Are you ready to fuck my ass, Zeshan?" I was really horny for this. I had her lie on her stomach and I moved behind her. I dropped to my knees to get a better look.

The creamy white round spheres were as smooth as a baby skin. The crevice splitting the two halves were split open to reveal her tight little brown asshole just above the swollen plum of her pussy. The fleshy folds of her pink lips peeked out from the gash down the middle. "I think I'm going to cum just looking at your delicious bottom," I teased.

I took a handful of her ass cheeks and started squeezing them, kneading her soft tender flesh between my palms and fingers. I couldn't believe I was going to be the first one to fuck that great and the perfect ass.

When she felt my breath on her leg she moaned, "Oh Zeshan, kiss me. Kiss my ass."

I brought my lips to her hips and kissed it. The flesh felt so warm and soft against my mouth. "Oh yes Zeshan! That's it! That feels so good. Let your tongue slide all the way inside."

Her ass was right in front of my nose now. I could smell the soap from her shower. She smelled so good. I was intoxicated. My fingers opened her ass cheeks and my tongue slide right down her crack. 

I slowly kissed her down her back. I spread her ass cheeks and ran my tongue down her crack. I circled her anus. 

Mahal was moaned when I inserted my tongue into her ass and one finger in her pussy. I fuck her with it like it was a small dick. After I pulled my fingers out of her pussy, I inserted it into her ass.

"That feels great. I want you to fuck my ass with nice dick of yours."

I lubed up my dick and her ass. I still couldn't believe what I was about to do. I had never ass fucked before. I spread her ass cheeks and put the head of my dick against her hole. 

I guided the tip of my cock against her sphincter and pushed. At first nothing happened. I dropped some more oil on my dick, I paused, pushed in another inch, paused again... 

"uuufffhh!" cried Mahal "Its hurts Zeshan"

"Please be patience, a little" I said while trying to inserting my cock in her asshole.

Finally I felt her push back and against me and suddenly the head of my cock was inside her. She had painful facial expressions and she dug her nails into the bed sheet.

I placed my hands on her hips and started pushing my cock deeper and harder inside her asshole. It felt great. I was buried all the way in, and I bent down and kissed her neck before I worked my cock deeper and deeper as she rotated her ass back against me. 

"Yeeeesss, It feels strange!"

"Does it hurt?"

"It hurts a little," said Mahal. "Be gentle!"

I felt her grip my shaft with the muscles of her ass and the pleasure was incredible. I pulled her back by the hair or if she moved back further onto it herself and screamed, "Fuck your Mahal's ass," Mahal said as she turned and looked at me.

She started to play with her pussy as I slowly started to fuck her ass. As we both got into a rhythm, I got going faster. We were both moaning loudly. 

I started a slow in and out movement, still holding her head back with her hair as I reached around her and took hold of her hard nipple. There seemed to be little coordination between my steady fucking and the increasingly rough treatment of her breast.

Mahal let out a groan and said, "Fuck my ass with your fat cock! Bust my ass! Bust it! It's all yours!" 

I would shove my cock as deep as I could and pull it out with each stroke harder than the previous one. And she was back to humping back against with each of increasingly my hard thrusts.

At one point, I pulled it completely out and saw Mahal's ass hole gaping open! It was small! It looked like a tinny mouth.

I shoved my cock furiously that went inside her ass and she screamed, "Ohhh! You really want to bust my ass." 

After a while I asked, "You really aren't enjoying this, are you?"

"Oh, honey, I'd like to enjoy it, but thrust slowly"

I rubbed her clit as I shoved my cock; squeezing her clit with my fingertips. She bucked hard into me making my cock go in even deeper. She screamed genuinely wanting more. 

"Deeper, give me all of it!" Mahal was fighting for control, but she was losing. "Harder, give it to me harder!" I couldn't believe she just said that. 

She had plump buns, and they jiggled with every thrust. I spanked her ass as I picked up the pace to a quick gallop.

"Oh, yes! Do that again!"

And I did it again and again. 

My powerful thrusts and huge cock had left her weak, but she still hadn't given up control.

I reached around and crushed her tits as my cock hammered her asshole. She moved one of my hands down to her pussy. She cried out when an orgasm hit I rubbed my fingers rapidly across her clit. She turned her head and kissed me hard and recklessly.

Mahal's pussy was dripping when I caressed it. She stuck her finger inside her pussy and started rubbing her clitoris.

I repositioned myself to sit directly on top of Mahal's ass while my cock was still thrusting inside. I bent down and pressed my upper body against her back.

Soon I started giving Mahal's asshole long and powerful thrusts, signaling that my balls were filled with enormous amount of cum and ready to gush out.

"Here I cum," I moaned.

I gripped her shirt-clad huge titties and started filling her asshole up with my hot gooey milk. I kept my cock drilling at the center of her asshole while my cock unloaded enormous loads of cum.

Mahal's own pussy started gushing out cum, dripping all down her thighs and legs.

"Wow." She said gasping for air. "I won't be able to sit for at least a week!"

to be continued...