Pakistani Couple Swings in Chicago
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“Well, we are new and would take our time. So thanks” I replied but in these 5-10 seconds, my dick was massaged and Saima boobs were pressed several times perhaps. Saima was totally surprised but interestingly she did not resist much. We looked at each other, there was some sort of approval for going on with the situation.
We did not want to get out of the club, which was encouraging in a way. We walked into a side corridor where there were several cabins. In each cabin, there was a big couch and some a stools and chairs around it. Not all the cabins were occupied but in most of them, there were couples fucking and some people watching them.
In one of the cabin, there was a very sexy lady who was being fucked by a black guy and another guy was watching them. There were a couple of stools on each side of the guy. The man (who was naked too) was drinking whiskey and was enjoying the black guy fucking the lady.
When we saw the scene going on it was so hot because the black man had a very sexy muscular body and it was shining. (I think it was some sort of oil on his body) as the atmosphere was not hot at all and the temperature was very right to be naked.
The black guy was fucking a brunette who was also of a very good shape and having hard boobs they were having sex in a beautiful flow. The guy had a big dick and was moving in and out completely. This was an amazing scene that I had ever seen and definitely for Saima. “Wanna sit and watch?” I heard Saima saying it.
It was like a divine connection between us where she could easily sense what I wanted. Before I could say yes, she saw it in my eyes and took the lead and sat on one side of the guy who was watching. The guy saw Saima and gave her a smile which she returned rather in a seductive way.
I followed her and sat on the other side, the guy looked at me this time and raised the glass. The guy had a good size cock and was stroking it and drinking as well. The cock was completely erect and looked very hard. “My name is Steve. Would you care for some drink?” he said.
I said, Sure and we ordered the same drinks again that we had taken at the strippers section. Saima was also comfortable now with alcohol. It was like crossing another boundary. As I and Saima were sitting with a stranger who was naked and this time Saima was not sitting right beside me but with him.
Looking at our dresses, Steve said, “Are you new to this place?” We both nodded. Steve took another sip of whiskey. “How do you like my wife here Steffany?” It was somewhat shocking for us. I thought that this lady would be some stranger and Steve might be watching the whole scene.
Then I realized how stupid was I that this place is mostly for couples. I saw Saima, she smiled and I could read she was also thinking the same way. We nodded and approved her beauty. “By the way, you did not introduce yourselves?” Steve said inquisitively.
I looked at Saima and wanted approval if we could introduce ourselves. She was fine with it and nodded. “Well My name is Sameer and this is my wife Saima.” I had to muster some courage to say that. Steve looked at Saima. “Your wife is pretty hot!” and without warning extended his hand and straight grabbed Saima boob. I was like taken aback!
But as I saw Saima he had closed her eyes and did not move much. For the first time, I felt that she was enjoying this all. I personally did not want to imagine what further she wanted to do. But could sense that she could move ahead from what currently we were doing. Inside me, there were mix feelings of jealousy and lust.
I could see my heart pounding, missing beats, blood pressure getting higher etc. etc. The alcohol, the black guy fucking Steve’s wife and Steve pressing my wife boobs and now massaging her belly and then caressing her thighs. All started to happen so fast and the alcohol was adding flavor to the whole situation.
Steve’s hand was now on Saima’s thighs and wanted to explore the inside. Saima looked at me. I could see she was asking me for approval. I just thought of a bit something else. So I signaled Saima to come with me. She nodded. We had already finished the drinks. We got up, Steve was somewhat disappointed.
“Where? Guys? Are you not enjoying?” Saima smiled, “We will be back.” It was again a surprise to me. How did she say we will be back. Anyway, we continued and went to a corner. Without saying anythingSaima looked into my eyes and started unbuttoning me. She took off my shirt and then unbuckled my belt and started stripping me.
Inside me, I wanted this to happen so I could not resist. She took off all the stuff including shoes and I was left in my underwears only. She confidently tucked her fingers into it and with one swift motion took it off. Now I was completely naked. She rose and kissed me deep on my mouth and turned around.
She shifted her hair to the fore so her kurta (shirt) back zip was in front of me. I could not stop myself and my hands lunged for the zip to open. The zip was long and deep and went to the lower back. Saima then turned and then I noticed she had a couple of buttons in front as well. I opened them too.
As I was opening her zip and buttons, some people gathered to watch Saima getting undressed. They could see that this was our first time so they will get the first look of my wife and celebrate it. The kurta was now wide open and with little movement, the kurta fell to the ground.
Saima was there now in a bra. I took her Salwaar (baggy pants) off and she was now in her panties which were drenched with her juices and bra. I unclipped the bra to expose her tits. There were oohs and aahs from the crowd and soon I took her panty off as well. Saima was now completely naked except the sexy high heels she was wearing.
I could see some of the guys were holding their dicks and stroking it wanting to fuck Saima. Saima looked at them and smiled. We found a lady who was dressed kinky who belonged to the club. I asked her where to keep our dresses. She took our dresses and said that she will manage and told us about the counter at the start of the red zone and to collect our dresses from there.
“Let’s go back” Saima whispered in my ear. I nodded. Now there were about three to four men in the corridor and we had to pass through them. I kept Saima in front as I wanted to see how would these guys treat her as she walks by them. Saima went ahead confidently and ready to receive various compliments.
As she entered the guy’s zone they lunged for her breasts pressing them squeezing them. I could hear Saima moan as she felt the sweet pain the guys were giving her. Some even touched her pussy and ass cheeks were pressed. Saima allowed them all to touch her and she knew she did not need my approval as it was written all over my face.
I followed her and there were a few women who touched me and grabbed my dick as I was to be praised as well. My dick was pretty hard and I enjoyed their touching. As we got out of the crowd. I and Saima held hands and went back to the black guy fucking Steve’s wife. It was a nice surprise for Steve as Saima again took the stool beside him but now she was naked.
Steve could not deny how hot Saima body was having beautiful boobs, slim and perfectly flat belly, and sporty legs. She looked, unlike other normal Pakistani girls. Saima was looking hot from head to toe with silky hair, fine nails etc. “Your wife is really hot!”Steve commended again. Steve looked into Saima eyes and in a smooth and swift movement, extended his hand and caressed her breasts.
Saima sighed and closed her eyes. I felt a pang in my chest. Steve’s hand then moved downwards over her belly and again moved to her thighs. This time as he pulled her legs, Saima had a look at me and then opened her legs and gave Steve access to her pussy which was already wet and shining with her juices.
As Steve rubbed her pussy with his fingers I could see that his fingers were already slippery and shining as well. Then to my surprise, Saima with a smooth flow opened her legs further and she put one of her legs on Steves’ shoulder. This was such a sexy pose that I started stroking my dick which was not rock hard.
Now Steve was probing even deeper in my wife’s pussy and she was also enjoying it. The black guy was now fucking Steffany even harder as he watched the scene. Steffany was also responding to his thrusts. Then to my surprise, the guys who were outside and touched her on the way to Steve’s cabin were also standing behind Saima.
Steve was now finger fucking Saima and she was enjoying it. The guys from behind had their hands all over Saima squeezing her nipples, grabbing her breasts and enjoying each and every square inch of her body. Saima had given herself at the mercy of all these men and had her eyes closed to enjoy the touch, caress, the rough treatment of all the hands.
Saima had become the center of attention of all. I got an extreme hard on now and was stroking my dick while Saima was enjoyed by several men. Then another boundary was crossed as a guy from behind came and kissed Saima on the lips. Saima was first shy in her kissing but in a few seconds opened her mouth and their tongues were intertwined and saliva was exchanged violently.
This was such a horny experience for me. A couple of guys sat beside Saima and started sucking on her nipples. She held their hands and pressed them deep into her breasts as she was enjoying it all. I saw that my wife pussy was being finger fucked, her breasts being sucked on. She was French kissing violently strangers and somehow she looked beautiful at the center of attention.
Everything looked beautiful to me. Then suddenly Saima had some other plans she pushed all the men away and got near Steve and laid him back and got closer to his dick. I thought that she is about to take his dick in her mouth as her mouth got very close to Steve dick’s head and she suddenly spat a big load of saliva on Steve’s dick and started to give him a handjob and starting stroking his dick violently.
Saima would look at me sometimes and gave me seducing looks. Saima then placed her knees on the stool that she was sitting on turning to a doggy style where she was stroking Steve’s dick. In the meanwhile, a guy from behind lowered and started licking Saima pussy. This was too much for me and I was like dumbfounded.
I felt helpless and powerless to stop what was happening. I could see that the guy was licking her deep and was also licking my wife’s asshole sometimes which Saima was enjoying the most. Then we got a bit distracted as the Black guy spurted his cum on Steffany’s back and it was a huge cumload. Everyone including Saima enjoyed the spray.
Steffany was now quite exhausted and her fucker was like a heap of black flesh lying as he was also totally drained. “Can we have your wife?” I heard one of the guys say. Saima was looking at me. This was the ultimate boundary for me to cross. I was taken by the whirlwind of thought, “ Can I think of it?, Should I think of it.”
My mind and heard were not on one page. Some part of me wanted to see Saima get fucked by all these men. Some part of me was very protective and wanted to keep some semblance of sacredness. But for me, sacredness definition had gone into doubt. Then luckily I got an Idea which was in the middle ground of the two extremes.
“No. but you can watch!” Saima was confused but got my point soon and smiled. I took her by hand and we all went to another cabin and I placed her on the couch and told the men, “Prepare her for me.” All the men saw each other, Saima was looking at me. First not understanding what I meant but then understood.
She got relaxed and opened her legs, “Did you not hear my husband. Prepare me for him! So come and what are you waiting for?” The guys got the point. All the guys came to Saima and turn by turn were either sucking her tits, licking her pussy and asshole, kissing her. Saima in return was giving them handjobs and for the first time, she had dicks in both of her hands.
Though I would not have minded her giving blowjobs when some wanted to put their dick in her mouth, she refrained. I felt for the first time that she was now more in control of things and wanted to run the show on her terms. All this went on for about 10 minutes and then she signaled me to come close to her. I joined the group but I was a privileged one.
Saima took my erect dick and started giving me the blowjob, soon there were oohs and ahs. Some men said if she would take their dicks as well, which she refused. Though as she was sucking my cock, several men turn by turn were licking her pussy and she stretched her legs for full access. I and Saima soon took our positions and I inserted my dick though slowly for the audience so they can enjoy it the most.
Saima also screamed to her hilt “Aaaaaahhhhhhh!” to give the guys a full-throttle tease. The guys went crazy. I started fucking her well and kept a good pace to fuck my wife long in front of about six or seven guys. Our session went for a good 10-15 minutes. I fucked Saima in various positions and she also wanted to give the guys a full show.
I was surprised to find Saima having such good show talent. I thought that “there is a hidden slut in every woman.” But still, she was in greater control of things. She was not docile in this whole sessions, she constantly teased the guys and said various hot things like “Ooohh. don’t you want to fuck me? This dick feels so good.” I personally enjoyed all this stuff.
After a good session, I shot my load inside Saima and we really enjoyed the session. We all sat together, and Saima was sitting between two guys in a very relaxed manner, we ordered another drink and took some more alcohol. Saima was constantly stroking the guys around and all the kissing and lickings were going on with fun.
After a while, as we got settled. Saima gave me a look as if telling me she is going to do something more. I was just at the receiving end and I was falling more and more into cuckolding mode. She came to me and said, “I want to show you and these guys some more. are you ready?” I asked. “Ready for what?” “Ready for more!” she giggled.
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My hard breathing hissed through my clenched teeth as I arched my back and tightened every muscle I could find to keep from releasing a flood of cum into the ultra-petite Japanese school girl’s pussy on top of me. As my muscles flinched with quick pulses, I knew it was too late to hold back. I looked up at the sweet young face with full, tender lips as I pulled down hard with a hand on each of her curvaceous hips. With my cock buried so deep I could feel the top of her canal, I shot my hot,...
EroticHi friends vanakam, indru kama kathaiyil departmental storeil oru pennai paarthu pesi usar seithu ootha kathaiyai ungal idam pagirugiren. En peyar Vimal, vayathu 28 aagugirathu. Naan paarka azhagaga irupen, tshirt aninthukondu irupen athanaal pengal epozhuthum ennai paarthu sight adipaargal. Ipadi thaan oru naal en nanban udan departmental storeku sendrom appozhuthu angu oru pen aval mulaiyaal ennai urasi vitu sendraal. Avla mulai perithaaga irunthathu, aval mulaiyaal ennai idikum pozhuthe...
Hi dosto. Mera naam Azim hai aur yeh meri ISS par 5th story hai. Agar aap logo ne meri pichli stories padhii hai toh aapko pata hoga ke mujhe naukron ke saath sex karne ka bohat shauk hai. Mujhe naukron ke saath sex karne ka bohut shauk hai. Jitni bhi modern aur pyaari ladki ke saath sex karo, aapko woh maza kabhi bhi nahi aayega jo aapko ek seedhi saadhi si gaaon ki ladki ke saath aayega. Yeh baat meri maan lo. Gaon ki ladkiya bohut garm hoti hai. Especially young ladkiyo ne toh kabhi sex bhi...
Hello galz aunties bhabhis sisters and bhaio my name is Jaffar age 27 normal built with a massive tool living in SIALKOT PAKISTAN. i am a huge fan and regular reader of ISS so i decide to submit my own real life true experience. So i want to tell you about my story partner my bhabhi (cousin ki wife) her name is Gulshan age 28 one year older. 36 D 29 34 HOT sexy figure always wearing revealing dresses when nobody at home except me. She is a bombshell housewife and my dream queen.. I always...
Weekend in Chicago! My delicious secret!Not too long ago, one of my sexy friends asked me if I had a sexual experience that stood out in my mind; one that I’ve never really told anyone. Well…the answer to that is yes! I do, it’s been my little delicious secret for quite a while. Today, I am finally going to share it.My stepdaughter, Jessie – who is a real cutie – played on the tennis team in college. She told me about all the players on the team but the conversation kept coming back to her...
LETTER FROM CHICAGODear Shoeblossom:My name’s Noelle. I was just reading ?LETTER FROM BOSTON??That dopey rich boy Franz the Fool wrote you about how I was his Candy Striper, when he was in the hospital in four cast traction?and how I teased his cock and balls, and beat the crap out of him?and made him suck off my gay cousin! God, it brings it all back!Truth be told, I was only on the Candy Striper volunteer bit because I had to do three hundred hours of volunteer work as punishment for selling...
It would soon be our eleventh anniversary and my wife, Jenny, and I were looking forward to celebrating it on that upcoming Saturday. Being partners in business and being constantly on the road together can really put a strain on a relationship and I could feel us drifting apart lately. It was my idea to come back Chicago for our anniversary; I prayed it would put some spark back into our marriage. The plan was to return to the same club where I had proposed to her. I had checked first to make...
588,750.62 Japanese Yen. That’s how much my $5,000 dollars came out to after conversion. Here I was in the Hotel Nikko in Chicago waiting in my suite for my special visitor from Japan. I figured if a girl was willing to pose for nude photos for money then maybe, just maybe, she’d do more for money. So, I started my quest. It took many phone calls to a variety of publishers until I found someone who could get an offer to the lovely young japanese model Ayumi Tahara. I made my offer: all expenses...
InterracialChapter Five: I realize I needed to understand Robert's motivation and desires betterIt happens again the next morning.I arose early, slipped out of bed without waking Robert. Silently, I went into the bathroom. I turned the water on, giving the hot water time to work its way through the pipes for my warm shower. While waiting for the water to warm up, I stared into the mirror and assessed my thirty nine year old body. Objectively speaking, I was in excellent shape. My breasts were firm and...
TabooMere sath Iqra, meri behen ki naukrani, bohut bate karne lagi thi. Mujhe feeling aarahi thi ke usse bhi main pasand hun. Toh maine socha ke ab kuch toh karna hoga. Maine phir usse bola, “Iqra jab main family ke saath baitha hota hun toh tum jo mujhe door se dekh kar smile karti ho. Yeh na kiya karo.” Toh woh hasne lagi aur boli, “Kyun Azim bhai?” Maine kaha, “Yaar tumhe kya pata ke jab main tumhe aise smile karte hue dekhta hun tu mujhe aur mere dil ko kya hota hai. yeh bhi socho ke family...
As the sun was coming over Lake Michigan, I glanced over at this handsome man lying next to me in my bed. I had not slept a wink at all during the night. I had come to bed about 10:30 and had tossed & turned all night long. I wanted to sleep so badly but it looked like it wasn’t going to happen, not tonight anyway. Well I could hear him breathing in a deep rhythmic tone. You may be asking yourself, why is she talking like he is somebody new? Well, maybe that is because he is. Well, new to me...
I'm waiting at Penn Station a little after 3.30 pm with a 19 hour train journey ahead of me. I am thankful for my expenses card that allowed me to purchase a roomliner bedroom all for myself so at least I can have some privacy, and some time to rest after my long week in New York. I'm wearing an old pair of slightly worn jeans, a nicely fitting polo shirt, a tatty leather bag is at my feet containing all my stuff for my summer in the States. With nothing else to do, I scan the platform mild...
Straight SexDecember 28th, 1984, Chicago, Illinois Traffic was light until we got very close to Chicago, but even then, there was no real delay. I pulled up in front of my house at about 7:45am and the four of us got out and went inside. Jennifer and I used the bathroom, and she changed into a skirt and blouse, and we were back in Stephanie’s Nova by 8:00am. Forty-five minutes later, the two of us were sitting in the lobby at Nuvatec waiting for Scott Bannerman. He came out five minutes later. “Steve,...
It was my third night there at Chicago, now completing my quick business trip. During the second night I had been fucked by a hungry black man, Tyrone, who I had met at the lobby’s bar while I enjoyed a drink.After ruining my cunt so badly, Tyrone had called his friends Theo and Donny. These two black well hung guys had taken turns to fuck me even harder. Tyrone had fucked me in the ass while I was riding one of his buddies.I passed out during the night and I woke alone in early morning.I found...
It was late and I was exhausted and could wait to get home to sleep. So I waited for the train to come, which seemed forever. There was no one in sight, which is strange for Chicago. I was almost sleep when the train finally came. It was a full eight cars and I sat anywhere. The train was pleasant and comfortable. I had far to go, so I relaxed. On the next stop, there entering the train was a woman. A sweet and beautiful very, very dark skin Black girl. She was wearing blue shorts that went up...
Somewhere, within the storm, there was a sign. It wasn’t much. It could be, and frequently was, easily missed. Unadorned, made of faded bronze…just another plaque stuck to the side of a deteriorating brick building, tilting a little bit to the left in its old age. The curious and careful reader would find Olde English lettering, scratchy and unpainted, informing that the bar at the bottom of the stairs was called ‘The Rage.’ Not many people can claim to be curious and careful reader,...
I was boarding a plane to fly to Chicago; when I got a nice surprise.I heard my name and, as I turned my head back; I saw this beauty woman Donna, who was married to one of my old Bosses…She greeted me with a kiss on my cheek and asked if I was going also to Chicago. I could not believe this sexy lady would fly with me.Donna was a real trophy wife; a beauty redhead in her late forties, with nice round tits and a couple long legs to die for. She looked hot, wearing a tight dark green dress and...
Sex on the train, sex in the hotel, sex, sex, sex. I recently got an invitation to speak at a conference in Chicago. Joan as usual came with me. Joan is the most desirable woman and has the most voracious sexual appetite of any woman I have ever met. We have shared many sexual adventures and have enjoyed them all. Recently we were in Savannah and barely avoided a gangbang, although Joan might have enjoyed it. I love Joan more than life itself. I made the travel arrangements. We would take a...
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