Mature

Keywords: Summer, Ch., 02, Indian,

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Alyas stood up leaving Saddia lying on the bed, put his clothes back on and walked to the door, as he couldn't bear to be in her presence any more without wanting to ravish her again. He had to regain control of himself. Saddia pulled on a robe and walked behind him to the main door, wishing him a good night. She held her hand under his chin and pulled his face close to hers, kissing him softly and tenderly on his lips.

"Bhabi, will you keep your promise?" he asked.

"Of course I will."

"See you in the morning then, Bhabi."

This woman was his now, and there was no way he could relinquish her back to Imran. He was now leaving with a contented heart. Before he left, she held him close and gave him a very soft kiss that really showed her love for him, and then stood watching him out of her sight.

Alyas reached home and went straight to his bathroom, feeling a deep ache in his balls. He sat down and started to jerk himself off, imagining Saddia's naked body and in less than a minute his cum exploded on to the floor.

The next morning Alyas called his office to tell his assistant that he would be coming in late as he was going to a meeting and that she was to take over until he returned. At exactly ten o'clock, he left home to go to meet Saddia. As he rang her doorbell, Saddia must have been standing waiting at the other side of the door because she opened it immediately with a huge welcoming smile on her lovely face.

"My dear Bhaiya (brother) you are so welcome!" She seemed so calm without any sign of nervousness so he knew instinctively she was alone and he already began to grow a sizeable bulge in his shilwar. As Alyas entered she bolted the door behind him, which strengthened his belief that they were alone in the house. She stood there, giving him a look that told him she was ready for him to do anything he wanted with her. Her body language displayed confidence and she moved with a grace and a kind of sexual aura usually only found in royalty. As Alyas watched her it was hard for him to believe that this sophisticated woman was the same one that he'd fucked last night and was going to fuck again now.

Alyas casually slipped his hand around her waist; she trembled at his touch and he felt her nervousness. He figured that her nervousness was an indication that her pussy juices were already flowing. He shocked her by suddenly swinging her around and forcing her against the wall, took her face in both of his hands and kissed her very passionately with a probing tongue forcing her lips apart and exploring inside her sweet tasting mouth.

It was a hard kiss, not a small peck, and she was too surprised to react at first, but soon she wrapped her arms tightly around him. She pressed her body against his and he could feel her breasts on his chest while his rampant cock pressed against her belly; it was fully hard and he was certain she could feel it. I t seemed to him that this was a far different Saddia from yesterday, for this woman was bold and horny; she had invited him to her house to fuck her! Their hands began to move over each other as they hugged each other tightly, not wanting to let go. Alyas held her body in a tight hug and whispered in her ear, "Bhabi, I don't believe you're in my arms. I love you, I worship you, and I want you more than anyone in the world. It was always my dream, and at last we are alone together. I cannot believe what a lucky man you have made me! You know, Bhabi, some dreams do come true." His hands squeezed her ass to emphasize what he was saying as well as to demonstrate his urgent need for her, pressing his hardness against her.

"Oh, Alyas, thank you very much for saying just what I wanted your lips to say to me! You are truly a wonderful man. I was so nervous about everything last night, and I still feel shaky all over," she replied in a trembling voice.

He knew she spoke the truth, for he could feel her trembling in his arms, and he hugged her tighter to reassure her. "Darling, I told you there's nothing to worry about," he said, enfolding her in his arms and gently kissing all over her face, tracing his lips and tongue over her eyes, nose, ears and mouth with feather-light kisses. Feeling her heat rising he used his teeth to nip her earlobes, his tongue to bathe her ear which made her shudder and push her body more urgently into his, moving her mound up to feel his hardness. He could feel his shaft trying to nuzzle into her already open pussy lips. Slowly he brought his lips to hers and started kissing them, gradually increasing the pressure on her lush lips, and as her sweet mouth yielded to him, his tongue darted inside again, dueling with her tongue and rapidly exploring every inch of her mouth. She started to enjoy the prolonged kissing and the mingling of their saliva, even as he was thinking of the mixing of their love juices.

Then she broke off the kiss, and said to him excitedly, "Now, please come in! Do you want to fuck me here in the doorway?" While she was saying this she nibbled on his left ear with her sharp teeth and then drove her spear-like tongue into his ear, which made his cock bullet hard. Feeling their urgency now, he lifted her easily in his arms as if she were weightless and carried her into her bedroom.

Once inside he set her back on her feet, and they continued where they left off, kissing and pawing each other's bodies. Alyas stood behind her for a moment, holding her tightly, her ass against his cock and then moved her over to stand in front of her long wall mirror, still holding her from behind. Her eyes were closed with a dreamy look on her face; it was a very beautiful and sexy reflection in the mirror of her in his arms. He brought his hands under her arms to her front and held her breasts squeezing them. He struggled to unhook her qameez, not listening to her pleading with him not to do it this; he wasn't taking "No" for an answer. He had winked himself to sleep last night in his own bed, thinking of this very moment. He was going to take all her clothes off, even if he had to rip them off her body. He whispered in her ear, "Please let me see your lotus bud fully open Bhabi! You cannot deny me now, Bhabi. You promised I would see you naked today."

"I don't know why you want to see me. There is nothing to my body, your friend has reaped the fruits of this body," she said half jokingly.

"Don't talk like that, Bhabi!" Alyas replied. "You are beautiful beyond words: you have an angel-like face, a beautiful body and everything a man can dream of in a woman. I really want to see your lovely breasts!"

At his remarks Saddia gave a sexy smile looking into his eyes and said, "I bet you tell that to all the women you meet!"

"No, Bhabi!" Alyas retorted. "I swear to you I don't see any other women."

"Really?" she said in a very low voice.

"Yes, Bhabi! I never met any woman other than you after my wife died."

She pointed at her breasts and whispered, "OK then! These are yours to see. I'm yours, but I can't believe that I'm about to strip naked in front of a man, and that includes my husband! Alyas, I always tried to stop my husband from seeing my body. We only ever had sex in a missionary position under the covers with the lights out, and he never asked me to have sex in the light, so maybe he didn't like my body anyway."

"Please, Bhabi, don't talk like this!" he said to her.

She turned to look up at him and smiled, wrapping her arms around him and pulled him to her. "No, Alyas, I didn't mean that in a negative way! You are a very special person to me and I want to tell you it feels so nice, you holding me like this, in your arms. I want you to strip me naked, and I want you to see me, see my tits, see my pussy and see my ass, see every pore of my body, Alyas!" She sighed and looked into his eyes and continued on passionately, "Oh, I love those bad words, especially when I am talking to you like this! They explain exactly how I feel about you; in case you don't know, I'm really crazy about you!"

Alyas held the bottom of her qameez and whispered into her ear, "Please let pull me it off now!" She raised her arms, and he slowly pulled the garment off, and placed it on the corner of the dressing table. She unhooked her bra, then shrugged out of it and threw it on the bed, giving him at last an unobstructed view of her round treasures in the full light of day. It was a dream come true for him to see her upper body naked before him and for several seconds he just stood there in awe, his eyes taking in every inch of her beautiful firm tits, still not touching them. He couldn't believe that this shy woman could have done this for him.

Alyas held her shoulders and turned her to face the mirror. He lifted her breasts and offered them to the mirror as well as his own hungry eyes. He told her, "They are magnificent, Bhabi!" and in response he felt her ass rubbing suggestively onto his hard cock, which made him dry hump her again. Before today Alyas had wondered many times what her tits would look like out in the open, but he never had thought they could be even as half as beautiful as he now saw they were. He could only admire this beautiful wonder of nature now before his eyes, resting innocently in his big hands. They were neither huge nor small, just a perfect size, the best that he had ever seen. They were so indescribably perfect, with circular nipples, dark brown color, with round edges and a smooth surface, almost shiny. In short, they were female perfection, and he was sure they were the most magnificent breasts that any woman could have, even though he had not seen very many before.

His hands were like a baker, kneading dough, moving his fingers to the tips and squeezing her nipples as though he was milking them. He lost track of time as he continued to knead her tits and roll the nipples between his fingers. He kept squeezing them as if they were wheat flour. She exploded, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Do you want me to give you my milk?" He had the strange feeling that he should wash his hands, feeling that he was making her dirty pawing her like this, just admiring her perfection.

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Keywords: Summer, Ch., 02, Indian,