Friend 8217 s Drunk Wife Shabana Fucked For Dessert
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Sab ko mara salaam. Ya mari first story hai and I am big fan of ISS. Mara name Naveed hai or may Gujrat Pakistan a rahay wala ho. Ya jo story ma ap ko batanay jar aha ho bilkul real or ture story hai. Ya tu ap ko par kar idea ho gai ga. Mari age 29 sal hai us time mari age 19 thior mara size 8.5 or 2.5 mota hai. Agar ap ko mari story passand ai tu please mujay feeback zaro send karna. My email is
Ab story pa ata ho ya 2006 ki bat hai maray ak uncle jo USA ma sat hai or un ka bohat hi acha business hai waha pa.
Uncle ki age 48 ho gi or un ki wife Shabana us time un ki age 29 ho gi. Us time shabana ki age 29 thi or shabana ka size 36-28-38. Shabana ki boobs or ass sab say zayada achay lagtay hai mujay, jab b wo chalti hai us ki ass bounce karti ha i love to watch her from behind. Ma ap ko batata chalo ka Shabana uncle zaman ki second wife hai first wali ki death ho gai hai us wife ma say ak beti hai jo k us time 15(Amreen) ki thi or shabana k 2 bachay hai sab aik sath DHA ma hi rahtay hai un ka bohat acha ghar hai DHA ma. Age difference honay ki waja say shabana uncle say satisfied nahi hoti thi.
In 2006 Zaman uncle na DHA construction ka business shoro kiya. Us time maray farig honay ki waja say mujay waha ka charge day diya kay ma sab kuch look after karo kyu k wo USA ma bassiness handle kartay hai. Wo maray hawalay kar ka USA chalay gay. Jatay Jatay bol k gay ka anty shabana ko koi b cheese chahiya ho to lay dayna karna ma na bol ji theek hai. Ma soba 8 baja jana or sham 6 ya 7 baja ghar wapis ata. Mara uncle ka ghar ana jana laga rayta tha. Shabana k bachay soba 8 baja school chalay gatay tha. Shabana or un ki MIL hi ghar par hotay tha. Ak din jab ma un k ghar gaya tu MIL so rahi thi or shabana hi thi bas. Ma living room ma bath kar chia pe raha tha k shabana na bol k ma abi ati ho ma na kaha ji theek hai or wo apna room ma chali gai. Maray dil ma kuch asa wasa hayal be nahi tha shabana anty k baray ma. Kuch dar bad room ka door open howa or ma dak ray gaya,
Shabana dress change kar liya tha. Uknow that time Pakistani girls use to wear high chocks were u can see hips and some part of the ass. Ma na pouch ka ap kahi ja rahi hai kya tu shabana na bola k nahi bas change kiya hai or wo maray samanay sofe par tang pa tang rak kar baith gai. Yar kya batao bohat sexy lag rahi thi.phir pucha nay lagi k construction kasi ga rahi hai, ma bola ji bohat achi asi batay hoi. Ma na shalwar kameez k nichay underwear nahi pana howa tha or mari tu halt hi harab ho gait hi shabana ko dak kar. Ma na socha ka yah say chalta ho warna or harab ho sakti hai. Ma kara howa or bola ok ma chalta ho. Jasay hi ma ya bol raha tha shabana ki eyes maray lun par thi. Wo boli k abi tu ai ho ab ja b rahay ho. Or ma waha say chala gaya.
Kuch din asay hi gozar gai, agar mujay koi kam hota tu gata tha otherwise nahi gata tha. Asay hi 4 months gozar gai.
Phir acanak ak din mujay shabana na phone kiya ka NAVEEd mujay kuch kam hai ghar ao. Mana bola abi 30 mins tak ata ho. Jab ma ghar gaya tu shabana na bol ka Naveed mujay pulor jana hai, driver gao(villiage) gaya howa hai. Mujay lay chalo ma na bol k ap ko kya zarorat hai pulor ki ap hai hi hot or wo sharama gai. ma lay gaya, maray pass bike thi car nahi. Shabana maray bike par baith gi or rasatay ma speed breaker ki waja say shabana na mujay kas kar pakar liya, us na mujay pakara b asay jasay wife apnay husband ko parkarti hai bike pa. (under the arm on to the chest and belly).Shabana kay boobs maray back par lag rahay tha.Bohat maza a raha tha. Is dafa ma na underwear dala howa tha. Jab pulor punchay tu ma na bola ka jab pa farig ho gai gi tu phone kar dana ma a kar lay gai ga. Shabana na right away bola kyu kisi girlfriend ko time diya hai kya. Mara tu hosh hi ud gai. Ma na kaha ka nahi tu or boli k ma abi ati ho wait karo or ma wait karta raha.
Jab wo ai kya sex bomb lag rahi thi yar. Ghar jatay waqt wo mari chest pa hand rub kar rahi thi. Ghar puch kar boli kay andar a jao, ma na bol b kay nahi site par jana hai, tu bonay lagi ka nahi andar ao. Ma chala jaya sofa par baith tha, a kar maray sath walay safay par bath gai. asay hi batay karnay lag gai or sonao kasi ga rahi hai life. Koi enjoyment be hai k nahi. Ma na poucha kya matlab tu boli ka koi girlfriend or kya. Mara face red ho gaya, ma na bola ka kabi koi GF mili nahi. Shabana hasnay lagi boli kasi GF chahiya tum ko. Ma na bola ka koi achi, beautiful or sexy ho. Shabana zor zor say hashi or boli ka kay ma dond du kya. Ma Sharma ka uth kar a gaya. Raat ko ma na shabana ka baray ma souch souch kar muth marta tha.
Asay hi shabana mujay phone karti kabi kisi kam ka liya kabi kisi kam ka liya. Din gozartay gai or ma or shabana phone par or text par batay karna start ho gai. Ak din shabana ka text aya k kya kar rahay ho ma na reply kiya k kuch khas nahi layta howa ho, boli mujay nead nahi a rahi ma na poucha kyu to boli, tum nahi samjo ga. Ma na himat kar ka pouch hi liya ka asi kya bat hai. Kuch dar ka bad reply aya ka batao gay to nahi kisi ko plz.ma na foran reply kiya na ap muj par trust kar sakti ho, phir reply aya ka mujay company chahiya ma na jan kar bola k is ka kya matlab phir boli ka tumharay uncle 5 months ho gay hai nahi ai. Ma samaj gaya tha. Agar tu chaho tu ma tumhari GF ban sakti ho agar tum maray pa barosa karo. Ma na bola ka pl zap mari rishtay ma anty lagti hai asa kasay ho sakta hai. Phir reply aya k plz naveed mari age tum sa zayada badi nahi hai. Tum muj par trust karo ma tum ko bhoat kush karo gi. Ma na bola ki ma ya sab kasay kar sakta ho. Uncle zaman na maray pa bohat trust kartay hai or ma un ki wife kay sath hi.
Reply aya k tum uncle ki tension mat lo ma un ko pata b nahi lagnay du gi. Ya tumharay or maray ma hi hoga. Tumharay uncle na mujay pasay tu bohat diya hai par mari sex ti bookh nhi mitay patay. I am sex loving person. Tum mujay plz sakoon day du ma ap ko b mayos nahi karo gi ya naveed ap ka isan ho ga maray pa please. Ma na bola ka agar kisi ko pata lag gaya tu is ki zimadar tum hud ho hogi right away boli k theek hai kisi ko b nahi pata lagay ga mari jaanman. Kal miltay hai phir raat bohat ho gai hai so gao.
Soba ma site par chakar lag kar shabana k ghar gaya tu living room ma bath wait kar raha tut u shabana ai to signal kiya ka guest room ma ga ka wait karo ma ati ho. Kuch dar bad shabana chai lay kar ati bohat sexy lag rahi thi maray pass a kar bath gai or boli k thank you for the last night. Maray hath apnay hath ma lay kar kiss kiya boli k moka dak kar batao gi phir mazay karay gay. Jatay jatay boli ma naveed ap plz blackmail tu nahi karo gay mujay bad ma. Ma na fat say bola k bilkul b nahi ya kasay souch liya hai or kiss kar k chali gai. Kuch din asay hi gozar gai . Friday k din tha or mujay msg aya us ma likha tha bachay or MIL weekend ma gao chacha ghar ga rahay hai or servents or 2 din off day diya hai ma na. ap ka kya plan hai Saturday ka. Ma reply kiya k theek hai ma ready ho. Reply aya ok maray raja ready ho gao kal k liya. Kuch dar bad phir msg aya ka ap ko kya dress acha lagata hai. Ma na bola k agar ma kaho k new bride ki tara ready ho tu. Un na jawab diya k theek hai ma apnay shadi ka langa dal lo gi.
Kal ap afternoon ma mujay pulor say pick kar layna or ha car lay kar ana bike nahi lolxxx.
Kal hoi phir ma ready ho kar medical store say vigra ki pills li or pulor say shabana ko liya or ghar lay kar aya. Yar kya bato sex bomb lag rahi thi maray say tu control hi nahi ho raha tha. Shabana ko room ma bed ma new bride ki tarabath gai. Bli ki maray raja ya SHABANA is all yours today do what every you want to do, Naveed ma ap ka ya isan ha muj par, or ya ma kabi b nahi bol sakti. Ma shabana ka pass bath gay or us ko kiss karnay laga. Yar kya bato maza a gaya tha. Ma na vigra ki pill phay hi kha lit hi. Shabana full garam ho gait hi, ka jasay abi kha jai gi mujay. Phir ma na shabana ki jewerlly or langa utar kiya or us ko full naga kar diya. Wow yar 2 bacho k bad b sex bomb thi wo. Shabana na phir maray kapray uthar diya, jab us na mara underwear utar tu mara lun full ready tha. Shabana dak kar boli OMG ya tu bohat bada hai jasa ma na soucha us say be bada. Tumharay unle ka tu 4.5 hai ya tu bouble hai us say. Ma na shabana ko bolo k ya aj tumhara hai saying this Naveed ma suck kar lo is ko. Shabana start sucking my cock, us na 15 mins suck kiya us ki blowjob intni mazay kit hi ka ma control nahi kar paya or ma us k mo ma hi chod diya,
Shabana na mo pichay kar rahi thi par mana us ko pakar liya or saray ka sara cum is kay mo ma gaya. Wo uth kar washroom ki taraf bagi. Shabana mo wash kar ka ai or boli plz naveed ap mujay bata tu daytay. Ma na aj tak cum taste nahi kiya par aj apnay Raja ka taste kar liya hai. Us ka bad ma na us ko bed pa lita diya or foreplay kiya for 10 to 15 mins I suck her boobs and she was enjoying alot. Ma phir say ready ho gaya tha. Ma us ki clean pussy dak kar pagal ho gaya koi b bal nahi tha us ko finger fuck kiya us k bad ma us ki gegs utha ka apnay shoulder par rak di. Sorry ma batna bol gaya i love to fuck a girl in high heels aswell. So ma na us ki heels nahi utawi.Ma na apnay ap ko us ki pussy sa aline kiya, shabana boli Naveed plz go slow ma tumharay luch ko adi nahi ho. Shabana 2 dafa farig ho gait hi. Us ki pussy wet thi. Ma na zor diya or mara lun ka topa us ki pussy ma chala gaya, Shabana cheek uthi, Naveed aram say aram say, ma ba ak zor dar jaltka mar or sar lun shabana ki pussy ma utar gaya. Shabana ronay lag pari Naveed is ko bahir nikalo ma mar gai gi plz. Ma na Shabana ko bol ka tum na hi bola tha k sakoon chahiya. Wo boli sakoon ka bola tha mar dalany ka nahi bola tha. Plz bahi niklo is ko ma asay hi full andar dal kay layta raha us par.
Kuch time bad wo juch sakoon ma ai phir ma na andar bahir karna start kar diya. Shabana phir say ronay lag pari. Naveed is ko plz nikalo bohat pain ho rahi hai, Ma na us ki koi bat na soni or zor zor say in out karta raha. Phir uthari dar ma wo b enjoy karnay lag gai. Wo be bol phir fuck me har i am all your maray RAJA. Ya shabana bitch hai tumhari aj say.phir ma postion change ki us ko belly pa liita ka us ka behind ma a gaya. Us ki moti gand(ass) maray samnay thi. Ma na us ki ass pa tease kiya or shabana uth kar bath gai or boli plz naveed ass ma nahi. Ma na kabi ass ma nahi karwaya. Plz phir ma na us ko phir sa lithaya. Shabana ko ma na hard fuck kiya from behind. I love to fuck a girl from behind. Ma discharge honay wala tha. Ma na us ko bolt u shabana boli k undar hi kar du ma pills lay lo gi, tu ma us k adar hi farig ho gaya, tab tak shabana 2 hor dafa farig ho gait hi. Ma na sara mall us ki pussy ma dal diya. Kuch 5 mins tak ma us k upper hi layta raha.
Us time 4 baj gait ha. Ma thak gaya tha or so gaya. Shabana na muja sham 6 bajay uthaya phir ma na shabana ko aik round dogggyma kiya. Us ka bad ma na shower liya or ma ready ho kar ghar chala gaya. Us din k bad ma Shabana aksar mazay kartay thay. Shabana mujay bhoat pasiay dayti thi, as i motioned that she was very rich housewife. Us k bad Shabana ko ma hob fuck kiya karta tha, new styles ma sex karwa us ko acha lagta tha. Shabana mari rahkel ban choki thi. Us k bad ma na Shabana ki Gand b mari or us na mujay ak as gift diya jo shabana kya uncle zaman b maray agay hil b nahi saktay. Shabana maray hands ma hai jo marzi karo ya karwa shaban say, bolti nahi maray agay. Wait for the next story, Please send me your comments on thanks for enjoying the story.
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Straight SexI don’t normally take the bus, I used to think public transport was purely for the great unwashed, and perhaps I still think that.But beggars can’t be choosers, so I get the bus, among the great unwashed. The rain is pelting against the windows, and even though its early afternoon, the sky is ominous.The seats are cheap plastic, look-a-like leather, and my skirt has risen and now my arse is stuck to the filthy surface beneath me.I would move, but there is a young guy with a do-rag (it looks to...
AnalI could feel it moving in my grasp. Levi’s hand lay on top of mine, and underneath the stack, I felt it twitching against my palm. Even through his jeans, I could feel how hot and hard it was. I squeezed it a little tighter, watching Levi’s face for his reaction. His breath hitched, and he closed his eyes in a drawn-out blink. This made me smile so wide my cheeks hurt. “A little impatient, aren’t we?” he said in a breathless voice. “I’ve been waiting nearly a week to get my hands on you,” I...
MasturbationNext month I shall be sixty-seven years old. Before then there will be the fifth anniversary of the day my darling Dorothy was taken from me. A merciful release, said people who had known of her illness, and so it was. I still think of her, of course, and that is why I cannot help feeling just a little guilty about the turn my life has taken in the intervening years.Sex was never that important to Dorothy. At any rate, not once our early ardour had dwindled. And somehow I suppose I just adopted...
Next month I shall be sixty-seven years old. Before then there will be the fifth anniversary of the day my darling Dorothy was taken from me. A merciful release, said people who had known of her illness; and so it was. I still think of her, of course, and that is why I cannot help feeling just a little guilty about the turn my life has taken in the intervening years.Sex was never that important to Dorothy. At any rate, not once our early ardour had dwindled. And somehow I suppose I just adopted...
MatureAt the edge of my consciousness, the thought that something was wrong flitted through my mind then slipped away. For a moment I thought I couldn't move. That thought also dissipated, and I was unable to perceive its gravity. No idea lasted long enough to make me nervous. I was trapped in a deep, comfortable fog. But as it slowly lifted, my mind meandered, and the questions drifted in and out, without being adequately answered. Am I asleep? Have I been drugged? Why do I feel sore all...
@@@@@@@The restaurant, her choice, was as fine as she'd said it would be, and the play, my choice, was as good as the reviews had promised. Her dress, black and slinky, teased me all evening, with her shoulders and back semi-hidden under a filmy shawl, and the skirt slit up to just there... She had learned that part of me rapidly and well. We had learned each other actually, and surprisingly. A short stroll from the theater had brought us to a bar for a drink and dessert, but the tastes of the...
Straight SexThis story is intended for the entertainment of adults only. Copyright (C) 1998 by Maryann. All rights reserved. Permission Is hereby granted for non-commercial use of this complete and unaltered text. Electronic storage of unaltered copies for personal use is also permitted. Any other use of this text is a violation of copyright. No hardcopies may be made without written permission from the author. TIME IN HER HANDS. By: Maryann It was one of...
It was hard to wake up in the morning. Beyond the fact that she wasn't a morning person and didn't drink coffee, there was a silence to her surroundings that she wasn't used to. It had been years since she had worked the family farm and the physical stress was taking its toll. Yet, there it was, the alarm clock announcing to anyone in ear shot that it was time to get up and start the day.Sadly, she was the only one within earshot. The point was driven home even more poignantly after she...
Group SexIt had been several weeks ago when, albeit in some way my own terrible fault I had decided to cross the road while on my way to college, and was struck by a car that I didn't notice. Although I survived, I ended up with two broken legs, fractured wrists and severe bruising. Over the next few weeks, as I rested up in hospital and recovered the best I could, I eventually was released into my family's care with my arms bandaged up and in slings, and one of my legs still in plaster as it hadn't...
Masturbation100% fiction! There was something about my father’s hands—something that captivated me. Soft, dark hair dusted the area just above the knuckles, and thick veins stood prominent beneath the weathered skin. His fingers were large and strong, yet quick and clever. They were hands equally capable of crushing or caressing. Hands that ___ one moment and charmed a violin the next. Powerful hands; gentle hands. The hands of an artist—the hands of a carpenter. I spent most of my childhood watching those...
IncestThe night began with Kelsey arriving in a sexy bumblebee costume, blue eyes bright underneath her glasses I would soon drunkenly rip off. She was magnificent, wings bouncing with each careful step in her four-inch heels. We both admitted our nervousness, and soon broke out the Patron and hastily drank, following each shot with awkward bites of lime that became stained and grotesque with red imprints. We didn't plan on this, we just wanted to go dancing like all insecure, underage girls. But...
Introduction: Honestly, Im never this much of a slut… Looking back, it was definitely too much makeup. The outfit could have been a little less bisque, and the black stilettos could have easily been replaced with flats, or simple boots. But it was all a key part in the confidence-building mindset I required. My lips were too red, and my face was like glass, porcelain, caked in Chanel concealer and lightly powdered in Sephora. I, was unstoppable. The night began with Kelsey arriving in a sexy...
Molly's voice echoed in the candlelit bathroom, her off-key words bouncing from the tiled walls. The scent of gardenias filled the air, drifting from the emptying bath behind her. With her face scrubbed free of makeup and her body relaxed after a long soak, this was one of her favourite parts of the day. The boys were in bed. Housework done. Her time to finally wind down at the end of it all. She pulled her robe closed and belted it at the waist, smiling at the thought of the fresh sheets and...
Straight SexI like the office chair because the height is adjustable. We can lower it all the way down so your face is at the level of my cock when I stand in front of you. You can sit comfortably and not have to be down on your knees. You have on a set of a white see-through lace bra and matching panties. I’m in blue nylon spandex type boxers. Tight, silky and very stretchy. We are both fresh from the shower and smelling nice. You have a hint of fine perfume and I have dabbed just a bit of Stetson...
DNA: Time On His Hands Just a little short story set in my DNA universe I've been working on. You don't need to have read the main DNA sequence or the other DNA side story to understand what's going on here. For those of you who are wondering, I have started work on DNA III. This story is copyright 1998 by Stephanie. All rights reserved. You may repost or store this story on your website as long as the work is not altered or charged for. As always, this is...
His hands were large and soft. That was always the one thing I remembered most about him. When we would lie together he would run his hands up and down my torso. Caressing me gently, warming me all over slowly. In those moments I would sigh and snuggle closer to his hard body. Yet now when I turn over he is not there, just a cold empty bed to caress and comfort me now. My Trent is gone away. I huff and turn over, imagining he is still beside. I imagine how it felt to sleep with him for the...
His hands were large and soft. That was always the one thing I remembered most about him. When we would lie together he would run his hands up and down my torso. Caressing me gently, warming me all over slowly. In those moments I would sigh and snuggle closer to his hard body. Yet now when I turn over he is not there, just a cold empty bed to caress and comfort me now. My Trent is gone away. I huff and turn over, imagining he is still beside. I imagine how it felt to sleep with him for the...
Love Stories***AUTHOR’S NOTE: My lovely white husband used to be a cook at a nationally-known franchise here in Florida and he came home early from work one day, telling me that he had quit. When I asked why, he told me that an elderly woman had come in and asked if there were any ‘niggers’ in the kitchen and that she wouldn’t eat if anyone Black cooked the food. The manager told my husband, the only white cook, to cook this woman’s food, instead of telling the woman that she should leave. My husband quit,...
Chapter One Joyce never failed to make his heart jump whenever he saw her and he made it a point to see her as often as he could. They worked in the same building and on the same floor and nothing made his day more complete than when he could have coffee with her. She wasn’t aware of his feelings for her but she liked him and saw him as a good friend. She was seeing Larry Fister on a pretty regular basis and it hurt Aaron when he saw them talking. He knew he couldn’t have her but that didn’t...
Liz sighed, watching an especially amorous young couple who had obviously forgotten they were on a public beach. He was gorgeous, and as much as Liz would have liked to live vicariously through the redhead he was pawing for a few minutes, she blew her whistle anyway. The pair looked more than a little embarrassed when they finally realized after the second tweet that the whistle was meant for them. Shaking her head to toss her tawny curls, a few of which were sticking to her lotion-covered...
Liz sighed, watching an especially amorous young couple who had obviously forgotten they were on a public beach. He was gorgeous, and as much as Liz would have liked to live vicariously through the redhead he was pawing for a few minutes, she blew her whistle anyway. The pair looked more than a little embarrassed when they finally realized after the second tweet that the whistle was meant for them. Shaking her head to toss her tawny curls, a few of which were sticking to her lotion-covered...
Group SexThe world needs more superheroes. At least, that is what I’ve always told myself so that I could justify the idealistic whims of the world’s biggest bleeding heart. So when the opportunity arose that my lifelong dream could be fulfilled, without a moment’s hesitation, I took it. I suppose that is how I found myself laying in a bunkhouse in the middle of the Central African Republic. The group of doctors I had come with seemed uninterested in spending any amount of time with a lowly paramedic....