Shireen's Story: Moving On

Shireen's Story Continues

This story continues on Shireen's adventures since she was introduced first in

Shireen's Story

and

Shireen's Side of the Story

. Shireen's sexual horizons had expanded till she had a bad experience at an orgy, drifting apart from her husband as a result. The second part

Winning Shireen Back

and

Winning Me Back

concerned attempts to successfully fix their relationship. In the course of the stories, Shireen had become quite sexually progressive, experiencing swinging, threesomes, near rapes and more. The story picks up some time after she attended a wedding for her friends and lover, following her rescue from ransom seeking kidnappers.

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ANOTHER ANNIVERSARY

"Wow you certainly had an amazing adventure! So thrilling, real life kidnapping, rescue, romance and so much more, that should be on a screen or at least in a tell-all book!" Lily was effusive in her admiration for what I had been through.

Lily was a young nurse, who had helped me through the period from the birth of my daughter, Zara, and had quickly become a close friend. Of course I had edited out most of the sexual details of what had transpired and with whom. This was not the first time that someone had asked me to recount the story, but it certainly was a novel experience to have the listener so rapt and so forthcoming with suggestions.

"It wasn't all that dramatic!" I responded, trying to change the subject.

Dropping in to see the baby and me, Lily had been chatting about my experiences, given that Akbar had gained some notoriety as the handsome saviour of his beautiful wife. Thankfully, no one in the media or otherwise delved too deep. Akbar had received an out of turn raise at the office and I had been interviewed a few times by local TV and news channels.

"Come on, being rescued by someone as dreamy as Akbar would be my ultimate thrill in life!" Lily remarked, "just imagine you lying there threadbare and helpless, the kidnapper's cock knocking at your chastity, and then superman showing up and saving the day."

"Now, now, you seem to be developing a crush on my man!" I chided her.

"Oh come on, I got the feeling you might be the sharing type!" Lily retorted, "I am sure you both have broken many hearts and felt up bodies other than each other's intimately!"

What she said was in jest but the truth in recent years had not been too far off the mark. Akbar had never shied away from sharing my bounties with others and had also participated in quite a few dalliances of his own.

As I giggled a bit, I looked her over. Lily would fit in very well into the type of persons that we had been intimate with, good looking and open minded adults in their 20s and 30s. She was after all a nicely built young lady of twenty-five with a pretty face and a friendly demeanour. A thought came to my mind that would be worthwhile for all involved.

"Oh I am quite the sharing type, and I'm sure Akbar would get a real rise from being with you if the opportunity arose," I gave Lily an answer she did not quite expect.

After all I had my reasons. The first time Akbar had encouraged, or rather begged, that I fuck Hernan was on our anniversary. One year later I had sent Hernan's girlfriend Kerri to be Akbar's present while he was on a business trip. In return Hernan had enjoyed me every which way for three whole days. Another anniversary fell just prior to my Ecuador trip when things between Akbar and me were not on the level. We sort of celebrated in a belated manner immediately following my rescue, resulting in Zara's conception. Now another anniversary was nigh but I had not yet fully recovered from Zara's birth and was under directions not to engage in active sexual congress.

"I am intrigued but can't really vouch for what you say?" she parried back.

"Ok how would you like to put money and mouth together," I challenged her.

Lily surprised me by walking over, putting her arms around my neck, placing her mouth on mine and touching tongues. At the same time she pulled my blouse forward and put a quarter into each of my left and right bra cups. "Money and mouth together honey," she winked and headed out, while indicating she'd see me in a couple days' time, the day of our anniversary.

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Akbar held my hand softly and placed a beautiful platinum and gold bracelet on my wrist. All around us people at the fancy Italian restaurant took in the scene as I gushed with excitement and thanks at the present. I did not feel out of place pulling him forward across the table and sending my tongue down his throat. Rapturous applause broke out, as those at the place took well to our public display of affection.

"Its gorgeous darling," I was effusive, "you shouldn't have!" Of course he should have since it was our anniversary and I was glad that he did. Frankly I wouldn't have minded a pair!

"Oh not at all," he responded with a big smile, cognizant of how jealous most of the men in the place were. After all, I had worn a dress that attracted much attention. While covering much of my body from the bustline to my feet, the dress bared my shoulders. I had worked double overtime since Zara's birth to regain my figure but still needed to cover up my midsection and hips as the flab there was more persistent.

"Well, I do have something for you," I replied, "but I couldn't bring it over to the restaurant since what you receive is eyes only for you."

"Didn't Dr. Remington tell you to avoid sexual contact for some more time?" he inquired surprised at my boldness and wondering if he would finally get to fuck me in earnest that night.

"Sure he did, but I am certain there may be other ways to pique your attention," I responded while pushing my tongue against my cheek from inside and suggesting a blow job.

Akbar was ready to leave in a jiffy, but I wanted to get him into the mood a bit more, "I would really love to have my first mojito in months," I cooed.

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"Let me check on Zara," I left him downstairs when we finally made it home some time later, "and be up for your present in 15 minutes!"

Akbar came up to the main bedroom with a spring in his step. He hesitated as the room was dark with the curtains completely drawn. As he stepped in, I turned on the small lamp in one corner. Akbar headed towards me with intent.

"So you want your present lover boy?" I dropped my top, showing him that my breasts were braless and perked up.

"Okay let's see it all," he was already rising to the occasion but game to what came next.

He was surprised greatly when the bedside lamps came on. Sitting on the near side of the bed was Lily, one leg over the other, her blonde hair cascading down in front of her chest, and totally nude. She extended a finger to Akbar, on which a small bow was wrapped.

"Wouldn't you like to unwrap and play with your real present?" She suggested, while lying back onto a pillow, lewdly spreading her legs wide open, and revealing another bow affixed just over her pussy!

Akbar was dumbstruck, speechless and out of his depth. He furtively looked at me as to question what was going on.

"Take her, she's yours for tonight," I pointed towards Lily, "surely I can't let you go unfucked on our anniversary!"

Akbar was still glued to his spot, so I went over and slowly removed his tie, undid his shirt, pushed him into a chair to discard his shoes and socks, then raised him up and pulled down his pants and boxers. He sprang to attention without any further ministration. I took his hand and pulled him over to the bed. Lily sat up and took his cock in her hand. I brought my mouth up to kiss Akbar, just as Lily put hers around his member. We pushed and pulled him onto the bed, where Lily continued her tonguing while I kept up with the kiss.

Akbar was ready to explode, but Lily slowed things down, handing his cock to me and bringing her lips into contact with his. Akbar did not hesitate a bit and soon was busy twisting tongues with her. Meanwhile, I was slowly getting him up close to release by running my tongue and fingers up and down his cock and occasionally sucking the whole appendage into my mouth. Akbar tensed as I pulled his cock out, releasing his pent up cum onto my face and breasts.

Lily was up in a flash cleaning his cock of with a cloth towel and a sanitizing sheet. She pulled me close and we started a kiss that Akbar appreciated for the best part of five minutes before he was regenerated and ready for action again.

"No big boy, that's all you get from mommie dearest for tonight," Lily told him in a partially officious manner as he looked at me with lust, "your present today is not her but me!"

Lily straddled his midsection, pulling out a condom from our bedside drawer and unrolling it onto his raring to go penis. His hands found their way to her more than ample breasts. She lifted herself up a bit, placed the tip at the opening of her cunt and pressed downwards. Akbar was engulfed in a flash and began to experience his first real fuck for many months. Zara had not been an easy delivery and I had first been asked to refrain from sex hardly into month four of pregnancy, and then again as the birth had been bloodier than normal and I needed to heal from inside. Given how we had nearly come to separate just months earlier, Akbar had been a good boy and kept away from all temptations. Now with Lily on his cock, and with my express permission and presence, he was ready to go full throttle. Lily moved up and down his shaft with intent, wanting him to rise to the occasion but not go overboard too quickly. As she fucked my husband, I played with her boobs, kissed Akbar, rubbed her back, and even stuck a couple of fingers that were greased with Vaseline into her asshole. She bucked and had a shattering orgasm. Akbar let go moments later.

"That was very naughty of you," Lily whispered into my ear, "but I liked it and want to do the same to you one of these days."

Before I could respond, Zara's crying diverted my attention. After all, she needed mom's boobs a great deal more than Lily or Akbar.

When I returned about a half hour later, I was expecting that Lily would have taken off for home and Akbar would be dead tired. The scene that greeted me was very different. Lily was face downwards on all fours, a pained yet sensual look on her face. The reason for both was that Akbar was drilling her asshole in earnest from behind. As he had already come twice in near succession his very erect penis was not giving up any more sperm without a great deal of exercise. Akbar probed and she yelped but pushed back. Tears fell from her eyes but the way she willed him to accelerate his fucking meant that it was an enjoyable experience for her. Finally Akbar let out a low yell and fell forward onto her. It took a little while for his cock to shrink and retract, a few drops of his semen leaving her asshole and staining the bedsheets.

"Sorry about that honey," Lily winked at me, "he just wanted to know if I was a better anal fuck than you. I don't think so since this was my very first time to be ass banged!"

Akbar looked at me sheepishly and went off to the bathroom to clean up. Lily just threw on her clothes, walked down the stairs and put her arms around my neck. Her lips touched mine and we remained connected for an extended moment.

"You're welcome," Lily said as she stepped out the doorway, reminding me that I owed her for the favour just done, "I am sure you will be there one day to help out little old me or perhaps a friend or two some way or the other!"

Lying in bed with Akbar, once Lily had departed, we kissed and played around till the first rays of sunlight came through the windows.

"Wow, that was some anniversary present darling," Akbar expressed his thanks, "so how do I ever return the favour?"

"Oh I am sure you will think of something," I replied, implying a nice new piece of jewelry or other lucre.

After all, he did have another 364 days to repay the kindness I had just shown him!

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AND THEN

The good news for both Akbar and me arrived well before the next anniversary. Dr. Remington gave me the all-clear as far as vaginal sex was concerned. The long Memorial Day weekend was just starting and since we had no other activities planned, the obvious choice of co-conspirator was Lily. She had been by a few times since the episode with Akbar. Now a couple of months on, he was no longer an object of exotica for her and she was just someone he had fucked. There would be a kiss or two and some petting but no full on sex between them.

"I have great news for you," she announced, "my friend Joel, who is a movie script writer, thought your story was really interesting and wondered if he could meet you."

"Oh come on, it's done and dusted now," I parried, yet wondering how it would feel to be the subject of a motion picture.

"I'll tell you what," she continued, "tonight you make Akbar a very happy husband again and next week you meet Joel, I will take great care of Zara while you are with lover boy."

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Akbar loved going to restaurants and spending time outside of the house with me. Not that I was a slouch in the kitchen or anything, it just gave him the opportunity to see me in the best of my element and to appreciate his great good luck at having me as his wife. I was going to make sure that we rekindled our sexual relationship with a bang and more.

There was no doubt that I would turn heads at the upscale Pakistani restaurant that we went to. The place did not have a liquor licence so the evening would be dry, but I wanted Akbar fully conscious and ready to go whenever I gave him the news he was waiting for. I had opted for a fantastic Bollywood style lehnga and choli, with a short blouse and smart petticoat. Not only was much skin around my midriff on show, every time I bent a bit, my boobs would peek out above the blouse. The associated dupatta scarf hardly covered anything. He was even happier as I slipped one foot out of the sexy sandals I was wearing and brought it up against his crotch. The stiffness there was extremely obvious given that he had not savoured my goodies in months.

Unlike at the Italian restaurant, there was a decided hush when I pulled him forward and planted a kiss on his mouth. The Pakistani and Indian matrons, who were in the large majority, were shocked that I would be so brazen. Without exception every guy in the place had a pang of jealousy that Akbar was with me. I figured some of their wives would get laid later that night while the men fantasized about me.

"Something special today," he finally asked, having come back late from work and then being rushed into the shower, the car and then the restaurant by me.

"Why, can't I just enjoy a nice evening with my husband and absentee lover?" I poked him.

"I do hope those are not two separate people," he quipped back, "and how I wish the absence would end!"

As he took his dessert of gulab jamun, I excused myself to the restroom. He nearly choked on his food when I returned and placed my blouse in his lap. The gauzy scarf barely covered my back and boobs. Thankfully due to the low light the other patrons could not see that I was topless. I slid open the two ends of the scarf to give him an unfettered view. As he sat there with his mouth open, I grabbed the blouse off his lap, picked up my heels with the other hand, and skipped out as quickly as I could. Some of the staff got a pretty decent view of my assets but I could not care less.

Akbar rushed out into the parking lot a few moments later, having handled the check. He bundled me into the vehicle in a hurry as I had simply stood next to the passenger door and tied the scarf around my waist to fully bare my boobs. There were just a few bulbs around the place or I could really have attracted a great deal of attention more than just from my husband.

"I want to visit a park and enjoy the weather," I told Akbar and he decided to not argue with the odd request.

Since we lived in the vicinity of Atlanta Hartsfield Airport, and parks were aplenty, we were soon at one that looked safe, accessible at night, clean and not very occupied. We walked about a half mile from the parking area till we were at a gazebo that was a bit of the beaten path but had a few chairs and benches inside. Akbar stood spellbound as I dropped every piece of clothing on my body and lasciviously sat on the floor.

"Well do you want what you have waited for all these months, now that Dr. Remington has given the all clear," I said point blank, "or are you just going to stare?"

That command brought Akbar out of his funk. Pushing me onto my back he brought his mouth into contact with mine. As our tongues twisted around, I worked on removing his jacket, shirt, tie and pants. It was not long before he was as bared as I was. Working his way down my body, he bit my nipples and reached my cunt. His tongue flicked in and out as I enjoyed the first intrusion into my lady parts in months. The tickling I felt was intense and it took all my concentration not to yelp too loudly and attract unwanted attention. It was one thing to be one with nature. It was another to be spending a night in lockup for indecent exposure.

After giving me a good licking, Akbar pulled my legs apart and brought his engorged cock in line with my pussy. I had the quickest foresight to point to my handbag from where he withdrew a sheath of condoms. Understanding that I was not keen on a second pregnancy so quickly, he complied. A moment later he pressed his advantage home and I felt like I was coming apart. This was surprising as Zara had been a big baby and would have enlarged my insides. However, months of refraining from such activity had helped restore much of my tightness. In any case, Akbar's cock had grown to proportions I had rarely ever seen before.

While we both wrestled with each other, we also wanted to prolong the contact. Akbar tensed and came mightily just as I had my third or fourth orgasm. We lay there exhausted for a while.

"Should we head home and plan for a long night and weekend," Akbar suggested as he removed the full condom and tossed it into a nearby garbage receptacle.

Neither of us cared that our clothing was in our hands and both were stark naked as we walked back to our car. But it was our special day and luckily no one accosted us as we reached our vehicle, drove home and entered via the front door.

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"Did you leave any for me or did you hog it all yourself?" Lily stood in the doorway smiling, wearing very short clothes, as she let us in while still buck naked.

Akbar and I looked at each other in a questioning manner. We had just had one of the best fucks of our life, yet Lily was someone who had helped out in the recent past.

"Akbar's all mine today sweetie," I sort of poured cold water, but also added, "but you are also all mine for tonight!"

The message was clear, I wanted to experience a full night and more of sexual rekindling, and was certain I could exhaust them both in the process. Lily simply dropped her skirt in the foyer as we all went up to the bedroom naked.

Akbar was ready for a second shot at my pussy. Lily helped him onto his back, finding some warm towels from somewhere to give him a quick rubdown and removing any gunk from the park. She then positioned me over Akbar's erect dick, sheathed again, and found a second set of towels to clean me off too.

"Okay folks, let's get to it," she made a hurry up gesture.

Slowly at first and then with increasing speed I began to raise and lower myself on his shaft. Concurrently Lily seated herself on to Akbar's mouth and started massaging my boobs and kissing me. I continued my up and down motion. Having come once before, Akbar was able to prolong our coupling and give Lily a good licking. My insides kept pouring out fluids that had been alien to me during the pregnancy and later. Lily lay down next to Akbar and joined his mouth to hers. The impact of two willing bodies was too much to withstand and he erupted for a second time that night. As we disengaged and rested, Lily quickly wiped off as much of the love-liquid as she could from our bodies.