Hi guys -- Kulsoom's story finally concludes, but every ending leads to a new beginning. Your comments will be more than welcome.
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It was a cloudy Lahore morning. Kulsoom's beautiful, sexy body was spread on the double bed. She was half asleep, half awake thinking how her life changed during the last few weeks -- from an innocent, frustrated housewife to the woman of such varied, vast sexual experience. A woman, who managed to shed all her inhibitions, unleashed her darkest sexual desires and breaks some major taboos. And all this happened within such a short time. The pace of events was so fast. Her father-in-law had opened the doors of a new bold world for her where yielding to temptations was the strength. She thought of the old man – her lover – who never felt jealous, but encouraged her to make love with younger men. The only thing he wanted in return was his share of cunts. He loved to see Kulsoom being shared and taken by young men – who in this case were her best friend Neelum's husband and his colleague. In return, Neelum was happy to give some quality time to Uncle Zareef – the father-in-law of Kulsoom.
Kulsoom stretched her body – thinking of all the cocks she tasted. How she wished one pop up from somewhere then and there so that she could start her day on a sated note.
Her thoughts then drifted toward her hubby, Nawaz – the 12-stroke man. What will happen when he returns along with his mother from Thailand? Will it be the end of her freedom? She simply hated the thought.
She closed her eyes and tried to go to sleep again. Her room was still semi-dark with thick curtains covering the windows. The low humming noise of the air conditioner, the singing of birds, the loneliness, – all were making her sleepy.
Minutes past, when she heard her door opening. Some body stepped in the room quietly. "Oh uncle is here for the morning brunch," Kulsoom thought keeping her eyes closed as she pretended to be in deep sleep.
She could sense a pair of eyes glued to her body as she lay straight with wide-open legs and displaying mounts of her firm boobs under the white cotton dress. Seconds passed, no one stirred in the room. Kusloom was finding it difficult to hold back her smile and keep her eyes shut.
"Why doesn't he pounce on me? What on the earth he is waiting for. In an hour, the maid will be here. Why is he wasting time?" as Kulsoom thought this she felt a tender kiss on her toe -- then another one.
"Oh my darling is playing it slow and gentle today," Kulsoom thought deciding not to open her eyes. She could now feel a moist tongue licking her small, white feet – one by one, slowly, gently.
She controlled her moans, giggles. Then she felt wet kisses slowly moving over her shapely, hairless, white legs. A pair of warm, moist hands had already folded her shalwar (baggy pants) up to the knee. Her lover was now showering her legs with kisses as he kept moving up ... now she felt his hot passionate kisses through the cotton fiber over her love box – kisses and warm breath.
"Oh Baba... my darling," she moaned with pleasure. "You are wonderful," saying this she opened her eyes, gently dragging the face of her lover to steal a kiss. But she almost froze when she saw the face. What a shock?
"Hi love," whispered her chubby husband Nawaz.
"When did you arrive," she managed to say.
"Just now. And don't tell me you did not know all the time when I was kissing you," Nawaz said smiling.
"I thought it was a dream ... yes a dream, but you are really here," that was all Kulsoom could say.
"Tell me you are dying to be loved, fucked," Nawaz said fondling her breasts.
"Yes darling. I want your dick inside me. I am dying for it," Kusloom said, cursing herself in the heart for the big lie.
She wanted to push him away – the 12-stroke man, who has returned to end her freedom her long party. But she knew it would be a blunder. She wanted to get over with his 12 strokes as quickly as possible and wait for a chance to get some real fucking from Uncle Zareef later in the day – if possible.
Nawaz had by now removed her shalwar. She tried to get up to remove her shirt, but Nawaz pushed her back on the bed. You just stay there, he said as he tore off her cotton shirt from the middle with one mighty jolt, and removed her bra, exposing her white, milky breasts in their full glory.
She was spread on the bed naked --- her smooth creamy body glittering like gold. Nawaz gazed at her as a dazed man. As some one who was looking at these shapely pair of legs, narrow waist and juicy breasts for the first time in his life.
"I will make for the lost time," Nawaz said as he got rid of his clothes and lowered himself and took one of her tits in his mouth. He started sucking them like a child – a hungry child. His both hands were massaging her body, playing with her boobs, cunt, hips, neck – all the right spots, putting her body on fire.
Within minutes, Kulsoom felt she was dealing with a different Nawaz this time. He was taking his time – moving his hands – tongue all over her body. Now he had buried his face between her legs and started licking her cunt in such a passionate way which she never experienced in the past. Her love juices were flowing as Nawaz sucked and licked her slit. Her moans for growing louder and louder, she was clutching, and pulling Nawaz's hair, scratching his back with her finger. Nawaz had managed to insert one of his fingers in her tight asshole and was pushing it in and out of it as he licked the cunt.
"Oh my lover yes....yes. Oh Baba – oh Jani yes ... yesss," Kulsoom wriggled with pleasure as her moans turned into muffled screams of sexual ecstasy.
"Fuck your wife now. Fuck me. Fuck me hard," she demanded. But Nawaz was in no hurry to take the game to the next level.
He was applying all the lessons he learnt from Bangkok and in the soft arms of her mother to his wife who always complained that he never satisfies her.
"This is the day to put all her complaints to an end," Nawaz said to himself as he licked, kissed her even harder. He was now biting and nibbling her soft boobs – pressing them together to take both her nipples in his mouth -- at the same time.
"Jani please fuck me now," Kulsoom begged. "I am dying for your cock."
