Ghost Of Kareema – An Erotic Sex Tale – Part 4

Ghost Of Kareema - An Erotic Sex Tale - Part 4
Welcome to this part of ‘Ghost of Kareema’, dear readers. From this time onwards, the writer Qamar is gonna state a little description of the characters involved in the story, to refresh the reader’s memory of the previous parts. Amith – a shopkeeper Anita is close with. He had sex with Kareema and indirectly claimed to have sex with Anita. Anita – Kareema’s roommate in the boarding. Banduka – New character introduced in this chapter. Kareema – the main protagonist of the story. Had sex with her husband and Amith. Now let’s get back to the story. As Kareema was so tired she was almost dead of the intense sex she just had, she laid still. Anita and Amith dress her up and Amith called a taxi to take them back home. He was a bearded, dark-skinned man with a big body, kinda pretty much like Amith. “Tell her that she’s earned two sarees and blouses for herself. On me,” Amith winked as Kareema laid on the backseat of the car and Anita got on the front, and they drove off. The driver was a special person. His name was Banduka. Anita knew him at a level way more personnel than she should have known a mere taxi driver. Well, because he wasn’t a mere taxi driver, and what was his specialty? You’re about to know. “So, back home?” Banduka asked as he was driving them away. As Anita seemed to be looking outside, in a world of her own, Banduka reached for right boob and squeezed it tight with his left hand. “Aaah! Bastard,” Anita said with a smile and fake anger, as she snapped his hand off her boob. Banduka smiled. “So, going back home?” Banduka asked, this time paying attention to the road. “Yeah, home,” Anita said in a sensual voice, reaching for Banduka. She rubbed him from his chest down to his thighs. “So, how are you gonna pay for this one? Cash, credit or the usual?” Banduka asked, taking hold of Anita’s hand, roaming all over him. “Ah, I thought you already knew, Bandu,” she said as she bit her lower lip. Banduka threw a little smile at her and pointed his left thumb towards Kareema. “What about your friend in the back seat?” “She’s a little tired today. Maybe next time?” “Okay then, but she better be prepared next time. Also, I’m gonna need a lot more from her than I’ve ever had from you if you know what I’m saying.” “Uh, so you’re saying I no longer matter because she’s here?” Anita asked with an irritating sound. “Ah, hell no, you always matter to me, but your friend can matter more,” he said as he threw a look back at Kareema. Kareema wasn’t gonna say anything as she was really tired, but she knew that Banduka might be her next one. “Damn, this guy also better not be disappointing,” she thought through her aching body parts. “So, should I start now, or once we hit home?” Anita asked, rubbing him again. “Start now, so we can skip right into action once we hit home,” as Banduka said so, Anita opened his zipper and pulled out his dick, already somewhat hardened due to her erotic talks and touch. “Aww, so big,” Anita said what she always says before starting to suck his cock. “Be careful with the gear, though. I don’t wanna get you two beautiful meat bags scattered all over the road over nothing,” Banduka said, speeding off. He was at her boarding in minutes and as he quickly pushed his dick back into his pants, Anita also sat back and called Kareema. “Kareema, do you need help back inside?” “Yeah, I guess,” Kareema said trying to straighten herself back up. She wasn’t lying. Even though now she was feeling her legs again, she wasn’t really sure whether she can make it back without help. “Okay, I’ll help you carry her back home,” Banduka said, getting gotta the car, with his boner still visible through his pants. “Lock my car,” he said to Anita as he threw her his car keys. Banduka opened the back door and took Kareema to his arms. Anita locked his car doors. “Damn, she’s heavy. Okay Anita, unlock the doors. I’ll take her in.” Kareema started feeling the firmness of Banduka’s hands. She thought them against her soft body parts would have felt great. But she was in no position for more sex at the moment. Anita opened the main door, and then the door of their room. “Place her there,” Anita said, directing towards one of the two beds in the room. “Will anyone come here?” Banduka asked, closing towards Anita, after placing Kareema in her bed. “Nobody’s coming,” Anita said, backing off towards a wall. Banduka closed in and as they held each other tight, with her hands behind his neck and his around her waist, they started eating each other out. They were licking each other all over, biting each other’s lips, and their tongues were fighting against each other all the way. “Mmm, you’re so great, Bandu,” Anita said, as he pulled her blouse apart. Then he started roughing up her boobs over her bra. After a while, she put her hands back, unclipped her bra and threw it away. He took hold of each of her boobs. “Aah,” she said as he squeezed them raw again and again. After a while, he put her right boob inside his mouth and started sucking it like crazy. “Yeah, baby, it feels so good,” Anita said, sending her right hand fingers through his hair. While still sucking her boobs, he slid his left hand into her pants and underwear and started finger fucking her pussy. “Aah, yeah, just like that” “You like that?” Banduka asked, pacing up. “Yeah, yeah! Mmm!” Anita said as he jacked her off at full speed and finally pulled out his wet fingers. As he fed her her own juice, Anita slowly slid against the wall, down to the floor. Then, Banduka took off his shirt, threw it away, put down his pants and kicked it off too. His cock was out now, at its full size. Kareema was watching everything. “Come on now,” he said as he pulled Anita by her neck and pushed er towards her bed.

Looking at Banduka’s naked body, Kareema thought, “Are all Sinhalese men like this? Dark hairy monsters with uncircumcised, big dicks?” As Anita was on her fours on the mattress, Banduka roughly pulled down her pants and underwear, took them off her legs and threw them away. Now they were both naked, completely. “Fuck my pussy like you meat it,” Anita said, looking back at Banduka. Banduka knelt behind her, took hold of her hips tightly, and rammed his dick inside. “Aah!” Anita moaned as he did it. He started ramming her in and out, fast. “Oh yeah, today, you’re gonna get it,” Banduka said, ramming Anita again and again. Her fingernails were digging hard into her mattress, as she moaned every time he went in. After a while, he stopped, just to hold her hair in his right fist, pull her back hard enough to make her scream. And started ramming her even harder than before. He was pulling her hair back so hard that she had been bent like an arc. She looked like she was about to snap in half. Kareema couldn’t just keep watching anymore. She screamed, “No, Banduka! You’re about to snap her in half!” Kareema screamed, as she jumped at him, held his wrist by her both hands, and tried to break Anita’s hair-free. She succeeded, as Anita fell on the bed and Banduka flew through the room towards the door. As he struggled a bit to stand still, he seemed to lost his erection. He looked at Kareema with a bored smile. “Kareema, what the hell?” He asked as he checked his wrist for her nail marks. Yup, they were there. “Do you see what you’ve just done?” Banduka said with a little anger, as he raised his wrist and showed it to Kareema. “What I’ve done? You were about to snap her in half!” Kareema said back with even more anger. Bandu smiled and said, “She wasn’t in danger!” “Yeah, no squat she wasn’t…” but what Kareema was about to say, with her palms against her waist, was interrupted by Anita herself. “He’s right, Kareema, I was nowhere near to snap,” Anita said, as she sat in the bed, naked. This answer surprised Kareema. “What? But I saw…” “Yeah, she was seriously bent back, but that won’t snap a woman in half. Certainly, not your friend here, who’s very used to it,” Bandu said as he and Anita exchanged a horny smile. “I can prove it to you if you like,” Bandu said, closing towards Kareema. But Anita got off the bed, came towards him and stopped him, with her right palm against his chest. “Not today, Bandu,” Anita said as he slid into his hug and kissed his lips once. “Today, she just had her first rough sex and she’s in terrible shape. You can start your lesson once she’s fine again,” Anita said as both she and Bandu looked at her with perverted smiled, which both irritated and scared Kareema. “Wait, what? What are you two talking about?” Kareema said, backing off. “It’s okay, Kareema, I’m not gonna hurt you. I guess we should celebrate her first rough sex, right Anita?” “Yeah but, not anytime soon, Bandu. I don’t think she’ll be able to make it through the celebration, not just yet,” Anita said, rubbing his back as he turned around. He put back his pants and took his upper body garments to walk outside. “And there’s one more thing before I go, Kareema,” he said as he turned around. “There are new hares who are disobedient to their masters at first. But once you break them within and rebuild them, they’ll do anything the masters want. With that being said, goodnight you both,” he said as he walked outside. Moments later, they hear him leaving the place in his car. “Anita, what the hell he means by breaking and rebuilding?” But Anita disturbed it, placing her right index finger against Kareema’s lips. “It’s Okay, baby, trust me, you’ll love it more than when Amith did it.” “Okay, what did he mean by ‘celebration’? Why did you say I won’t make it through?” “In time, you’ll know everything, and you’ll know, how much I really love you,” Anita said, as she planted a kiss on Kareema’s lips. Kareema had no idea why she let her do it, but she let her do it anyway. “Let’s prepare to sleep. We gotta go to work tomorrow?” “Aren’t you like, sored, of the session?” “This? Nah, you didn’t even let it pass, plus I’m used to this. I’m used to more than this, and soon, you’ll too.” I don’t think a chapter just wouldn’t be complete without a sex session of our main protagonist, Kareema, herself. But as of now, we can have the sex session in the next part.