Fucking a bitch
This is a story about my wonderful and productive sex life. After my f.a at 20, this place had a square open compound in the center with rooms on all four sides. I stayed on the first floor. A sexy woman saima used to stay opposite our room on the ground floor. Saima a was a married woman in her mid 30’s, very fare, and pink skinned babe with a body fully ripe at her age. She had one of those bodies that you dreamt, you could just fuck and fuck, without getting bored. She was very good looking. What attracted her to me was her tout & big pair of tities with a nice round ass to die for. She had lovely lips. Saima had been married to sajjad for more than ten years and was still issue less. You could read hope in her face, whenever she looked at small children in the building compound. During the day i was out on work, but when i used to come in the evening, while passing her room she would give me a smile which instantly gave my lund a stir. I started fantasizing giving saima my sperm and producing a number of kids from her beautiful body. Luck finally dawned when saima took over the task of cleaning and keeping my room spick and span. I would leave the keys of the room with her and on return find my things back in place. Saima would even cook a meal for me on sundays. When i am alone. This day arrived on one sunday afternoon when she was making roti’s in my kitchen. She had worn a low- Neck light yellow colored blouse & petticot with nothing but her bra and panties under. I could clearly see the body figure through the thin fabric. Her smile while working prompted me into asking why she was not interested in having children. Her expression changed to a sulk and with a tear in her eye she replied by saying ‘mere budhe khasam ka to ab lund bhi nahi khara hota, wo kya baccha dega mujhko’ that her husband was old and wasn’t good at fucking anyway and that they hardly ever had sex anymore. I told her that i found that hard to believe, as she was so beautiful ‘tum jaisi biwi ho to koi mard bina roz chode kaise reh sakta hai’. She just smiled. Whilst we were talking i couldn’t help but keep looking at saima’s rising breasts under her thin blouse. I could feel her body heat even at a distance of two feet. Her nipples had gone hard whilst we were talking and were showing through. She noticed me looking but didn’t mind me looking, infact she was quite enjoying toying with me i think. Suddenly, she just let the roti belan (wooden pin) fall to the ground and both of us bent over to retrieve it. We crashed into each other with our heads and the pain made us sink on to the floor. She was in heavy pain so i touched her head and kept my fingers pressed at the point of hit. She too offered to press the swelling above my forehead. I got a good peek into her blouse and saw her white breasts jutting out of her deep valley. She touched her right breast and said ‘ oh ma’ ye bhe dukhte hay’. I looked at her in disbelief but she smiled seductively and moving closer grabbed my hand and placed it on her right breast. I gave it a squeeze.’ahhhh yeh to bahut bare aur sakht hain’ oho boy, this is goooooood i said. Encouraged by her clear green signal, i placed both my hands on her breasts and began to fondle them.her tits were huge but very firm & stood straight out without any trace of sagging. I looked into her eyes and saw an eagerness to give tender pleasure. She was smiling and covered my hands with hers pressing her tits. Both saima and i were getting excited. My heart was racing away and my nape was hot. I pressed against her and stared to kiss & suck her lips passionately. Our tongues were flicking softly in each other’s mouth exchanging our saliva. She tasted so well. I held her to me and could feel her swollen nipple with my left hand under her blouse and bra, and rubbed between her legs firmly with my erect lund as i kissed her neck. She was getting very aroused and i could tell that she loved the idea of fucking with a younger man. Her husband was above 45 years old. We carried on like this for a while, enjoying the feel that man and woman are made for. I was in no hurry and so was her case as her husband was employed at a garment shop that had no holidays. Irfan ji, aap great ho, bohat dino se intazar tha is din ka, please mujhe chod dalo!’. I smiled at her. We then got up, shifted to the bed and i sat down on the bed. My lund was hard, now seeing the mountain in my shorts she climbed the bed, standing, she pulled off my t-shirt in one motion and lifted her petticot up to her thighs and facing me sat onto my lap. I kissed her sliding my tongue deep in her mouth and sucking her lower lips. Her breasts with hard nipples were pressed into my chest as she sat on my lap pressing her pussy to my hard lund and kissing me and sucking my tongue, i pulled her to me hard and her breasts were crushed to my chest she was moaning, ‘irfanye! Ummmm ahhh zara dheere mere mummay dard ho rahe hain’.then i removed her blouse & moving my hands all around her back i released the clip of her ‘bra’. She was holding my head in both hands and pressing it to her mouth kissing me hard. Saima’s lips were so succulent that you could suck them for hours together and her mouth smelled well and tasted good. I moved my hands to her breasts slowly pressing them twitching the hard nipples slowly, her nipples were atleast 1/2 inch long & erect, she arched back and i pressed my mouth to her breasts i kissed her tits from above the bra and bit them slightly she let out a gasp, ahhess oooee maa , sssssssss. I then lifted her bra and it came off her. I smelt and licked them. The smell and salty taste was very sexy. I put her left nipple in my mouth and sucked it moving my tongue in circles over it pinching the other, she screamed, ahh haa! Ssssss chooso aur, aaj inka doodh nikal do hmmm, zor se daba daba ke choosoooi sucked her nipples to my & her content for about 8 or 9 mins.