Erotic Adventures of an Egyptian Family-Part 2
by Jamila, Jawad, and RLM
Background:
Part 1 of "Erotic Adventures of an Egyptian Family" introduced
the members of an Egyptian family whose lifestyle and fantasies
belie their traditional Muslim background. Fortunately, or
unfortunately depending upon your point of view, Jawad is the
only male in a large household of erotic and sensuous women.
Jawad's mother, Noor, is in charge of the family department
store, its operations, and all of its employees. She is, in
effect, the head of the family and has been since the death of
her husband some years earlier. Noor is a striking, dark-haired
beauty well aware of her effect upon men, many of whom she has
enjoyed since being widowed.
Noor's daughter-in-law, Jamila, is a younger version of
herself... confident... in-charge... sensuous and hot. Many men
can not keep their shafts from becoming rigid when in her
presence. Noor is often amused by Jamila's complete control of
her son and their family. Jawad provids her with sex whenever
and where ever Jamila demands it, and at no other times. Of
course, Noor is fully aware that her sensuous daughter-in-law, on
occasion, entertains other men, but she is always discrete and in
control. Jawad, of course, knows nothing of these adventures.
Noor's two twin granddaughters, Maha and Maryam, are both 19.
They both work in the family department store in Cairo under
Noor's strict supervision. They're very good for business since
many men come in just for the pleasure of having the young,
large-breasted beauties show them new merchandise and fit them to
their specifications. Neither girl is a virgin, particularly not
after the family's recent vacation to Jamaica. But here at home,
they are discrete about allowing men between their legs.
Lyla, Jawad's younger sister, is 37 with an 8-year old son.
She works in the family store, and, like Noor, had unfortunately
been widowed early. She is a very attractive woman at the peak
of her sexual desire. As such, she has no lack of males eager to
provide what they are certain she needs between her thighs. Noor
has no doubt that, like her own, Lyla's vagina frequently
entertains and enjoys men.
In fact, the only member of the household whose sexual
opportunities are limited is Jawad. The women he had enjoyed
while on vacation in Jamaica had been the only ones during his
marriage to Jamila. Jawad knows that everyone in the family was
sexually promiscuous while in Jamaica. That was by general
agreement. The agreement also specified that once back in Cairo,
no one would ever speak of those events again. It was like the
ad on American television about Las Vegas... "What happened in
Jamaica, stays in Jamaica."
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Mystery in the Storeroom:
A few days after the family's return from Jamaica, Jawad was in
the department store doing inventory. It was important work and
needed to be done accurately, but nevertheless, it was boring to
do, and the storage shelves reached almost to the ceiling so that
a lot of climbing up and down ladders was required. The only way
to relieve the boredom and rest from all the climbing was to take
occasional breaks. He was taking one while he enjoyed a cup of
tea between two of the high shelves in one of the storerooms.
He was about to take the last swallow of tea and return to
work, when voices... one male... one female... changed his mind.
"Can't you wait?" he heard the woman say in a low, hushed, but
urgent, voice.
"No. Don't play games. I know you don't want to wait either."
"Someone may come."
"I'm going to cum... you too, several times probably."
"Uuummmmmm... I know, but that's not what I mean."
"Who would come?"
"Someone... anyone... I don't know... aaaahhhhh... not here...
please."
"SSshhhhh... stop talking so much."
"Uummmnnn... please... don't."
"Take them out."
"No... please."
"Out... take them out!"
"Ooohhhh!"
"Big... soft... they're gorgeous."
"AAaaahhhh..."
"See... you like my mouth there, don't you?"
"No... no, I don't... not here... I... aaaahhh... OOOhhhhh...
mmmmmmm... bite them!"
Jawad's penis was throbbing so hard. He wanted to take it out,
but was afraid to unzip his pants for fear that the couple would
hear the sound. He squeezed it through the material of his
pants. He wanted to know who the woman on the other side of the
shelf was even more than he wanted to stroke his bare cock. She
was speaking so low, he couldn't tell. It might be one of the
new salesgirls that Noor has recently hired.
The man's voice spoke next. "Sit on that large box."
"Why... let's go back. I'll meet you somewhere later."
"I told you to sit on the large box." Jawad heard some
shuffling. "That's better. Now do it."
"What?"
"You know what."
"Please," came the pleading female voice.
"Legs up in the air... now! Spread."
"OOohhhh... god."
"Wider! Oh yes... like that. Pull your legs higher. I can
smell your pussy, you know... and your panties are soaked."
"OOhhhhhh... mmmmmmmmm... aaahhh... rub higher... please. On
my clitoris. UUUMMMMMM... harder... oh god!"
"Lift up so I can remove your panties and skirt!"
"Oh not here... please... not here. Just rub against my
panties."
"Lift up!"
"Oh no... no."
"Higher, lift your sexy ass higher." Jawad heard more
shuffling. "That's good. Now, you don't need these panties or
this skirt."
Jawad heard the woman moaning softly at the same time he heard
the man pulling her skirt and panties off. Then, he again heard
the man. "God... you have the hottest, most gorgeous looking
cunt I've ever seen."
"Please don't."
"Don't what?"
"Fuck me. Please don't fuck me here."
"But you want to be fucked. You want this huge cock up your
hot, wet cunt."
"I do... but not here."
"That's unfortunate because you are going to be fucked. Scoot
your ass forward to the edge of the box so I can lick your hot
pussy."
For several minutes, every thing in the storeroom was quiet
except the soft moans of the woman. Her moans gradually grew
louder and finally turned to a wail as she climaxed.
More shuffling. "That's perfect. Lock your legs around my
waist."
More shuffling along with some soft female moans. "Ready?"
"No. I don't want to be fucked here in the storeroom."
"Women don't always get what they want. Spread wider."
"AAAahhhhhhhhhh... ooohhh, you bastard," the woman hissed.
Some shuffling ... some creaking of the box... some wet sounds
and some soft slapping sounds of flesh thudding against flesh.
"UUgghhh... big... your cock is just huge! Go On! Do it to me!
Fuck me harder, Darling. Pump my hot pussy!"
Jawad was certain they wouldn't hear his pants zipper now.
Carefully, he pulled it down and extracted his rigid seven inches
of hard cock. Precum was running from its tip, he was so turned
on by the sounds on the other side of the shelf.
"Ugh... ugh ... ugh... ugh..." Some of the grunts were softer,
female grunts as the woman's vagina surged upward to receive the
hard shaft again and again. Other grunts were lower, deeper, the
grunts of a male enjoying the luscious feel of a throbbing vagina
about his cock.
The female voice gasped, "I'm cumming. Ohhhhh god... I'm
cumming!"
The squeaking of the box increased in volume. The slapping of
flesh against flesh increased in frequency as the man fucked the
woman's cunt harder and faster, every stroke driving his entire
shaft deep into her hot, contracting cunt.
"Take it, you hot Witch," came the masculine growl.
"Ooohhh yesssssssss," came the answering female gasp.
"UGH.. UGH... UGH!!"
"Yes! Yes! Like that. Fuck me like that! HARD! DEEP!
FAST! OOohhhhh... I'm cumming. I'm cumming again, you hot
stud!"
"Gonna fill your hot cunt with cum," the male voice warned.
"Shoot it innnnnnnnnnnn!"
"Oh Fuck... cumming in you!"
"AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH..."
Jawad heard both of them groaning... cock and cunt throbbing
together as the huge load filled her. Slowly, their groans
ceased. Then there was more shuffling as they separated and got
dressed.
"Give me my panties, Honey."
"I'll think I'll keep them."
"Sexy Bastard!"
The man laughed. "Remember... we're on for this weekend. I'll
go out first. Wait a minute or so and leave by a different
exit."
Jawad waited until he heard the woman's heels clicking as she
left. He had to spend another five minutes trying to clean up
the huge cum load that was all over his shirt and the floor.
When Jawad went back into the front part of the store, he saw
Jamila and Noor both waiting on customers. Noor was close by
going over the order list to their wholesaler.
"Hi, Mother," Jawad said as he approached Noor. "I'm well
along on the inventory. I'll have it finished by tomorrow."
"Good! We need you back here helping us wait on the customers.
Business is very good."
"I promise. I'll be finished by noon tomorrow. Oh... I was
looking for Jamila awhile ago. I thought she came back into the
storeroom. Did she?"
"No. She and Lyla have both been out here working their sexy
butts off waiting on all the customers. That's why we need for
you to hurry with the inventory."
"Ok. Must have been someone else. Did you come back to the
storeroom in the last 20 minutes?"
"No. I just told you. We've all been up to our necks in work
out here. Mara and Maryam are in the shoe department helping
customers there."
"How about the clerk? What's her name? Alima?"
"Yes. What about her?"
"Is she here today? Did she come back into the storeroom?"
Noor was now obviously perturbed. "No, she got off work two
hours ago. What's this obsession with someone coming back into
the storeroom anyway?"
"It's nothing. I was just curious."
Jawad walked around the store checking to see if everyone of
the women were where Noor had said they were. Mara and Maryam
were busy with replacing shoes that had been sold with new
merchandise. Jamila and Lyla were up front waiting on customers,
and Noor had the order sheets spread out all over her desk. She
had obviously been at the job for over an hour.
As Jawad tried to figure out which one of the women had just
been fucked in the back of the store, his excitement and his
curiosity grew larger at the same time. Unfortunately for his
curiosity, he had not paid sufficient attention to the man's last
comment about keeping the woman's panties. If he had, he would
have spent some time checking out the legs of the five women for
telltale small streams of semen. If he had thought to do that,
he would have found out who was getting screwed in the storeroom.
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Inventory Party:
By early Friday afternoon, Jawad had the inventory completed,
which was very fortunate because Noor and Jamila with Lyla's help
had the biannual inventory party set for Friday evening. This
was always a large gala affair with all their friends and
employees invited. Even with their spacious home, the place was
always crowded.
"I'm glad you got the inventory finished, Jawad," his mother
said with a happy smile. "We would have looked foolish and silly
having an inventory party without having the inventory
completed."
"I knew that, Mother. That's why I put in so many extra hours
in the evening."
"I know you did, Jawad, and we all appreciate it. Just be
certain to have a wonderful time at the party Friday night
because you probably won't be having much fun from Saturday until
Tuesday evening."
Confused, Jawad asked, "Why is that? What's going to happen
that's so bad, Mother?"
"Oh.. nothing that's bad. In fact, it's very good. It just
that Jamila, Lyla, and I will be flying to Rome early Saturday
morning to make the inventory selections for the coming six
months. We won't return until late Tuesday evening. So you won't
have much time for recreation since you'll be responsible for the
store, looking after Maha and Maryam, doing the shopping for the
household, and taking care of cleaning, cooking, and the laundry.
Have fun tonight, because you won't have any time for it later
on until our return Tuesday evening."
Jawad nodded. He had forgotten about the trip to Rome. It was
absolutely necessary. The store carried three lines of clothing.
One was for work and everyday wear. The second was a more
expensive line that was designed for parties and evenings out.
The most expensive line was for special events like weddings,
funerals, graduations, anniversaries, banquets, etc. Although,
the store made most of its profit from the everyday line, the
reason for the great success of the business was the excellent
quality of the two top lines that were responsible for attracting
a wide range of clientele. Jawad knew that it was the top two
lines that would be the primary concern of Noor, Jamila, and Lyla
in Rome.
By 9 PM, the inventory party was in full swing. As usual, the
house was packed and all the guests were lively and having a
great time. Part of the reason for this was that alcoholic
beverages were forbidden so no one got drunk and disorderly.
Everyone was sober and enjoying the great food and company.
Naturally, everyone of the women in his family had dressed to
attract attention, as women usually do when they go to a party.
As Jawad sipped his glass of strawberry punch, he was enjoying
a plate of delicious snacks that Jamila and Noor had prepared.
He loved the hot bread dipped in dukka and olive oil. The
phyllo-pastry fingers were just awesome as were the Sanbusa
turnovers. "If we had a party like this every night, I'd end up
weighing 140 kilos or more," Jawad thought with a smile.
He was just taking another bite out of one of the turnovers
when he noticed Mkhai chatting with Jamila. Mkhai was a
successful attorney in Cairo, and whatever he was saying, it
seemed to have Jamila's full attention. "Probably telling my
wife about his latest triumph in the courtroom," Jawad thought.
"Lawyers are all a strange breed... they make their money off of
the problems of other people."
Finishing up the turnover, Jawad picked up one of the pastry
fingers as he checked out the rest of the guests. Naturally,
Maha and Maryam had their most recent boyfriends fawning over
their every wish. Nizam and Omari were both in their early 20s.
Nizam was a handsome black from the Sudan who had just been
accepted to Cairo University in Giza where he was going to study
engineering. Omari worked in his father's jewelry store. Jawad
thought it was cruel the way his daughters toyed with the young
men, ordering them about and teasing them by exposing their
cleavage and legs. It was obvious that Nizam and Omari wanted to
spend time between those legs, but Jawad doubted that either of
them would succeed.
Sadiki had his arm about Lyla who was putting up no objection.
It was equally obvious to Jawad that Sadiki wanted to get between
his sister's thighs, an objective that Jawad thought he might
very well achieve.
Looking down at his plate, Jawad realized that he had consumed
every thing. "Time for a refill," he grinned. As he selected
another turnover and some pastry fingers, he thought he should
take some to his wife and sister. Filling two more plates, he
looked around the room for the two women with no luck. They
seemed to have vanished.
He spent the 15 minutes searching the kitchen and study without
finding either one of them. Next, Jawad checked the game room
with the same result. Finally, he had Maha check the bathroom on
which they had hung a sign "Ladies" to see if his wife or sister
was there. Neither was. Jawad was perturbed and puzzled but not
worried, after all, what could possibly happen at a crowded party
like this? He knew they would both be back soon.
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"Ooohhhhhhhh... yes... yes... harder, Darling. Harder!"
"Hot cunted Bitch! Ugh... ugh... uuhhgghh!"
"Oh god. Fuck it, you big cocked stud."
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Jawad waited another ten minutes and couldn't stand it any
longer. Again, he went searching. This time, he went into the
other wing of their large house and checked the master bedroom.
It was empty.
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"OOohhhh go slow, Honey. My ass isn't used to a cock as big as
yours. AAaahhh... slow. EUUugghhhh... now stop. Let me get
used to it before you start fucking me with that monster."
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"Well," Jawad thought. "I'll really didn't expect to find them
in the master bedroom. I know that they're not in the either of
the guest bedrooms either... but I probably should check." He
walked toward the guest bedrooms.
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"Oh what a cock! Now... now, Darling. Start fucking my ass,
but go slow for a bit. Fuck me and stretch me, but do it
slowly." Silence followed... then: "Aaaahhh... so good. Fuck
faster now, Honey. It's getting good. Yes! Yes! Like that,
Lover. Give it to me!"
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Jawad opened the guest bedroom door. The room was empty.
Backing out, he closed the door and moved down the hallway to the
second bedroom.
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"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Fuck my ass, Stud. FUCK MY ASS!"
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Jawad opened the door to the second guest bedroom, peered in...
nothing. The bed was perfectly made. No one was in sight.
Closing the door behind him, Jawad headed toward the garage and
their cars.
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"Can't hold it any longer, you hot Witch. Gonna cum, Baby.
You ready?"
"Almost. Fuck me hard... Fast. Really give it to me and I'll
get off with you."
"OOUUUGGHH... OOOUUGGGH... UGH... oh shit... your ass is so
damn tight."
"I'm there, Lover. CUMMING! YOU'RE MAKING ME CUMMMMMMM!!
NOW! SHOOT IT! SHOOT IT!"
"YEAH! YES! SHOOTING IT INNNNNNNNNNNN!"
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Jawad couldn't find either Lyla or Jamila in the garage. There
was just no other place to look in the house. Giving up, he went
back to the party in the main reception area of the house.
When he arrived, Jawad immediately saw Lyla filling a plate
with some of the tasty snacks and pouring herself a cup of
strawberry punch. "Where have you been, Lyla? I've been
searching the entire house for you and Jamila."
"Jamila's right outside on the patio. She's chatting with
Mkhai. Some lawyer stuff."
Lyla was right. Jamila was right outside the double glass
doors leading to their patio. Mkhai stood beside her laughing at
something she had said. "I thought I looked out on the patio,"
Jawad thought. "But maybe not."
Turning back to Lyla, he asked, "Where were you for the last
half hour?"
"Out on the patio with Sadiki. We were chatting with Jamila
and Mkhai. Was there a problem? Did you need us for anything?"
"No. No problem. I just lost both of you. Was just curious
where you were."
"Were you checking up on us? You were weren't you," Lyla
accused. "What did you think? That we were off somewhere with a
man... having sex or something?"
"No! No, of course not. I was just concerned."
"Come on, Jawad. It's a party. Lighten up. Besides, I'm not
married... would it be so awful if I were enjoying the company of
a man?"
"No.. no, of course not," Jawad said for the second time. He
felt he was beginning to sound like a broken record. Then he
added, "You're not married, but Jamila is."
"That's certainly true, big Brother. And your darling,
faithful wife has been right outside on the patio entertaining
our guests for the last hour. Ask Noor. She was speaking with
her not long ago."
Jawad nodded and said, "Ok. You're right. I worry too much.
I'm sorry."
Fifteen minutes later, Jawad brought his mother a plate of
snacks and a cup of punch. "Thought you might like this,
Mother."
"Why, thank you, Jawad. That's very considerate of you."
"I was going to take Jamila a plate too, but I looked every
where for her. Couldn't find her. I just noticed that she's out
on the patio. Wonder where she was before that?"
"You must have just missed her, Jawad. She's been out on the
patio for the last hour."
Again Jawad nodded, not quite understanding how in the world he
could have missed both Lyla and Jamila. Maryam was sitting on
one of the couches whispering to and flirting with Omari, who was
obviously hoping she would go further. Jawad shook his head as
he thought, "Poor Omari. He's got a lot to learn about women."
Looking around the room, he didn't see Maha or her boyfriend
Nizam. Walking up to the couch, he said, "I'm sorry to interrupt
you two. I'm looking for Maha. Do you know where your sister
is, Maryam?"
"Sure. I saw her go into the game room with Nizam, Father. I
think she's showing him the house and the grounds now. He's
never been here before."
Jawad went on another search. This time to the game room, but
failed to find his daughter.
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"Mmmmmm... you gotta a hot mouth, Maha. Suck it in deeper,
Baby."
"ugghhh.. uummpppffff... aahhh... you're huge... just fucking
huge."
"Stop talking and suck!"
"uummpppfff... gghhhaaa... uummppff... uummppff.."
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Once again, Jawad entered the master bedroom and then the two
guest bedrooms, and once again, was unable to find anyone.
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"Hike that delicious ass higher, Bitch. Up in the air... Take
it, Baby. Take it. You like my big black cock up your teenage
cunt, Honey?"
"AAHH! AAHH! AAHH! AAHH! OOHH! OOHH! UGGH! UGGH!"
"Want more cock in your cunt, Honey?"
"UUUMMMMMM.... MORE... MORE..."
"Here's two more inches!"
"GGGHHHAAAAAAAAAAA!"
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When Jawad returned to the party, Jamila approached and asked,
"Where in the world have you been, Darling? I've been looking
every where for you."
"I've just been wandering around."
"You expect me to believe that? I've been watching that slut
Hasina staring at you and your crotch all evening. I was
watching when she came over and talked to you."
"She was just telling me what a nice party this is. That's
all. Besides, she's not a slut. She's married to Rashem."
"So what. She's been fucked by half the men at this party and
now she's wants to add your name to her list of conquests. Did
you fuck her?"
"Of course not! I have no desire to fuck her, and besides
there are people all around."
"You could have gone anywhere. For example, out to the
bathhouse. You have a key. I think you fucked her."
"I didn't. I swear I didn't."
"All right... I guess I believe you... maybe. But when I get
back from Rome, you're to sleep in the basement guest bedroom for
three days for worrying me. You should know better than to
vanish like that and worry me."
"Whatever you say, Darling," Jawad heard himself agreeing.
Later he wondered how he came to be on the defensive when he was
the one wondering where his wife, sister, and now his daughter
had gone.
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"UUunnngghhh... ooohhhhhhhhhhh... cummingg... I'm cummingg!!
never felt a cock this big... aaahhhhhhhhh... cumminggg... I
can't stop cumming!! fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeee!!"
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There was still no sign or either Maha or Nizam. Jawad was
lost. He had checked the patio, every part of the house, the
garage, the grounds... nothing. "Where the hell is she?" Jawad
wondered. Then, suddenly he remembered what his wife had said
about where he could have taken Hasina to fuck her... the
bathhouse! He had key... so did every member of the family.
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Nizam had Maha on her back on the couch, her legs up in the
air, and spread wide. He held her tits as he powered his huge
organ in and out of the gasping teenager's throbbing vagina. She
moaned with every entry. Nizam grinned. All he had to do to make
the hot bitch cum was hit into her cunt harder. She exploded
almost immediately.
At first, several months ago, she had whined and cried when he
put his huge cock into her. Now that she was stretched and
soaked with her juices, all she could do was howl and wail in hot
female pleasure when he plunged into her waiting sex hole. The
squishing noises of his sex spike driving in and out of the hot
cylinder of her cunt filled the room. She was cumming again, the
hot bitch. Nizam knew he was about to put his third load into
her waiting pussy.
"I'm going to cum in you again, Maha. Arch your cunt higher to
take my load."
"Ohhhhh yess... pump it in to meeeeeeeeeee... fuck me... keep
fucking me.... oohhhh it's so wonderful... screw me, Nizam. Fuck
my hot cunt and cum in me!" she wailed as her cunt arched higher
as ordered.
Both Maha and Nizam grunted as the he shot off inside her
contracting cunt.
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Jawad had just exited the patio doors when Nizam and Maha left
the bathhouse, locking the door behind them. Taking the long
route back to the house, they passed Jawad in the night without
notice.
Jawad unlocked the bathhouse door, and, as usual, found no one.
He did detect a familiar aroma in the air, but put it down to
the accumulation of mildew. He made a mental note that he needed
to thoroughly clean the bathhouse.
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Rome:
The flight to Rome from Cairo was direct and took less than two
hours. The women touched down at Rome's Leonardo da Vinci -
Fiumicino airport at 10:40 AM, Saturday, and by 11:30 that
morning, all three of them were enjoying cocktails and having
lunch in the dining room of the Rome Marriott Inn.
Amando, their waiter, looked like he might have just come off
the pages of one of the popular magazines for women. If not from
there, then from the weight room at the local spa. His dark wavy
hair, chiseled face and strong jaw line, combined with his
rippling muscles and the bulge in his tight pants had the three
women thinking about other things besides lunch and the Chianti
they were sipping.
When Amando came over to take their lunch order, Jamila had
even more of her thighs exposed than she had had when he took
their drink orders earlier. She had opened two buttons on the
bottom of her dress allowing it to fall completely away from her
thighs. With her legs crossed high on her thighs, he could
almost see up to her cunt or her panties if she were wearing any.
Amando thought it was even money that the hot slut was naked
under her dress.
If her exposed legs and thighs weren't enough to stiffen his
cock, the low-cut bodice of her dress was. The dress buttoned
right at the bottom of her huge tits exposing their entire inner
slopes. He looked at Jamila's eyes and caught the dark-haired
beauty staring right at his stiff erection. He got even harder.
Noor was dressed more conservatively in a business suit, but
with the coat and her blouse open, she was showing off almost as
much of her breasts as Lyla and Jamila. In addition, what
neither of the other women could see was that she had her legs
open and her skirt high on her thighs. When Amando moved to her
side of the table, he knew she was wearing panties because he
could easily see them between the older woman's open thighs.
"What brings three beautiful women to the Eternal City?" Amando
asked politely while trying to conceal his throbbing erection.
"Business this afternoon, Amando. We're purchasing the
inventory for our Cairo store for the next six months. We'll be
doing that this afternoon and most of the day on Monday...
but..."
"But not this evening or on Sunday?" he inquired.
"No... not this evening or on Sunday."
"Would you like a guided tour of the more exotic parts of Rome?
I know the hottest spots," Amando said with a grin.
"That sounds delightful, but there are three of us."
"That's quite all right... I don't mind."
All three women laughed. "We're sure you wouldn't mind having
three women, but we would like to have two more males around. No
offense, Amando. You're a sexy man, but you're only one man."
"I have two friends I'm sure all of you would enjoy meeting."
"Are they here now?"
"I'll give them a call. You can meet them while you're
enjoying lunch and see if you would like them to join us this
evening."
When the three women left the restaurant, they had dates to go
out seeing the hotter sites of Rome with Armando, Gaspare, and
Lucio. Like Armando, Gaspare was a dark, handsome stud in his
early 30s while Lucio was an older man in his mid forties whose
mature charm had Noor wet and anxious for the evening.
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The first three hours of the afternoon were all work for the
three women. Lyla had the job of selecting the clothing lines
for the second tier of clothing while Noor and Jamila worked on
the top lines. Noor's job was to select the clothing for the men
while Jamila handled the lines for the women. The two objectives
were first to select clothing that Egyptian men and women liked
and second, to obtain the lowest possible price for the chosen
lines.
After almost three hours, the lines had been selected and
negotiations over price were in progress. Another hour passed and
while they had each managed to secure a slightly lower price, it
was clear that they would either had to obtain more favorable
prices or start over by visiting another clothing wholesaler.
"Mr. Celino," Jamila said with a smile and her best seductive
voice. "I like your clothing lines. They are exactly what we
need, but the price is still too high. I'm afraid if we cannot
find some way for you to see your way clear to offer us a more
favorable contract, we will be forced to look elsewhere. I
really do not want to do that. Is there any way I might persuade
you to lower your price by... say 10%?"
Celino looked over the luscious dark-haired, Egyptian beauty as
she leaned against one of the chairs in his office, her hip
jutting out provocatively. "Dio... what a hot cunt she is," he
thought as he gazed at the sexy ass she had thrust at him and at
her half exposed tits. His cock had been hard looking at the hot
slut for the last three hours and now it had turned into an iron
bar so hard he felt like he could drive nails with it.
Aloud in a whisper, Celino made his offer. "Please call me
Luigi, Jamila. Mr. Celino sounds too formal. Let me be very
frank... I'll reduce the price by 5% if you will have sex with
me... here and now."
"No. That's not enough. Make it 10%, and I'll suck you better
than you've ever been sucked."
"I cannot go 10%. I will reduce the price by 7% for full sex."
"Make it 8% and you can have me."
Celino locked the door and began removing his clothes. "Show
me your tits," he ordered.
"First, we sign the contracts... then my tits come out and
anything else you want."
It took Celino less than five minutes to write in the final
contract price and for both of them to sign. As Celino signed,
Jamila pulled her dress off the shoulder baring one of her large
tits. "Is this what you wanted to see, Darling?"
"Oh god... you are unbelievable! You could make a fortune as a
call girl. Why worry with a department store?"
"I'm married, and I love my husband... but fortunately for you,
I also love big hard cock. Take yours out so I can see it,
Darling."
Celino unzipped his pants and worked to get his throbbing
erection out. The unbending rigidity of his 8-inch shaft made it
difficult, but he finally got it out. Jamila couldn't suppress a
gasp.
"Oh god! You're fucking huge. Your wife must love that
monster!"
Celino swelled with masculine pride... so much so it seemed as
if his cock got even harder and thicker. "My wife has little
interest in sex. She considers it to be for making babies only.
She refuses to use any birth control... so if I fuck the cold
bitch, she may get pregnant again."
"She has no idea what's she's missing. You don't have to worry
about that with me, Honey. I'm on the pill so you can unload as
much cum as you have in your balls in me. Now get the rest of
your clothes off and sit down so I can suck that gorgeous cock of
yours."
It took Celino less than 20 seconds to get naked and only 10
more seconds for Jamila to have the throbbing shaft buried in her
mouth. Celino leaned back in his chair, thrusting his hips
upward to drive his cock deep into the Jamila's sucking mouth
hole. She held his balls and drove her lips up and down his
pulsing rod. Each time her mouth rose upward, she slid her
tongue up over the swollen head and all around his cock ridge.
After making two complete circuits around the pulsing knob, she
hollowed her cheeks and sucked him hard.
"Ooohhhhh fucking shit! What a mouth! What E hot cocksucker!
Suck it, Slut. Suck my big hard cock!" Celino squeezed one of
her big tits as she sucked him... faster... her hand came up and
wrapped around the base of his shaft so she could jack him as his
rod pulled out of her throat. As he rammed himself back inside,
she let her hand sensuously slide down his iron-hard dick. Three
inches of man meat entered her throat on every thrust.
Celino slugged his rod in and out of her throat harder and
harder until Jawad's wife was grunting on every thrust:
"UUGGHHHH... UUMMPPFFFF!"
"Gonna shoot it down your throat, Jamila. Suck hard...
deeper!"
She rammed her mouth all the way down his shaft until her lips
were buried in his thick pubic hair. He held her head in place
as his cock erupted sending two huge streams of sperm-filled
semen shooting down her gullet into her belly. After the second
gush was safely sliding into her belly, Celino withdrew and
emptied the rest of his huge load all over Jamila's face and
tits.
"UUGGHHH... YESSSSSSS," he hissed in hot masculine pleasure.
"MMMMMMMMMMM.... HOT SUCK HOLE!"
Celino pushed his still throbbing shaft back into Jamila's
mouth and held it deep in her throat for almost a minute before
he pulled out and allowed her to breathe freely. Jamila was
still gasping for breath when Celino picked her up like she was
small child and put her into a straight chair.
"It's your turn, Baby. Pull those gorgeous legs up in the air
and spread wide. Show me your hot cunt hole!"
Jamila jerked her legs high and spread them almost 180 degrees
to each side of Celino's head as he moved it into her sex saddle.
Her pussy and vagina pulsed wildly in anticipation. Her
clitoris bulged out of its protective hood throbbing with desire.
The mouth closed over her hot hole, and Jamila howled with
intense female pleasure.
Outside the office, Maria, Celino's secretary, heard Jamila's
loud screams of passion. Being enormously jealous of the other
woman's beauty and sensuous body, she was secretly glad her boss
was nailing the hot slut's cunt. She wished she could get a
photograph or two of Celino fucking her so she could mail copies
to the bitch's husband. She had no way of knowing that Jawad
would have loved to get the photos and would have probably jacked
off furiously as he gazed at them.
"Ooohh don't stop, Luigi. For god's sake... Don't stop. I'm
about to cum... oohh you're fucking going to make me cum! My
clit... oohhhhh shit... MY CLIT! LICK MY CLIT...
AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I'M CUMMING!!!"
Jamila's pussy erupted in hard spasms as the orgasm surged
through her vagina. Her clitoris pulsed and danced wildly... in
and out of its protective hood. As the orgasm surged into her
belly causing the muscles to knot into hard bands, her screams
turned to intense groans of female pleasure. Her cunt slammed
shut causing her to whoosh air.
Celino gave Jawad's wife no time to rest. Jerking the moaning
female to the her feet, he pulled one leg high in the air forcing
her to balance on one leg and her hand on the seat of the chair.
She was still trying to gain her balance when eight inches of
hard cock pounded deep into her wide open cunt. The thick shaft
raced down her vagina forcing her hole to stretch to accommodate
its girth. His balls banged against her thigh and ass at the
same time as the big swollen head thudded into the bottom of her
hole.
Mixed male and female howls of pleasure filled the room.
"UUGGHH! GGHHAAAA!! AAAHHHHH!" Celino withdrew and quickly
drove back into the hot hole. "AAAHHHHHHHHHH... OOOHHHHHHHHH...
FUCK IT... FUCK IT... FUCK MY CUNT!" Jamila screamed.
Outside in her office, Marie had her skirt up to her waist, her
legs spread wide open as she furiously rubbed her throbbing
clitoris and finger fucked her exploding hole.
"Fuck me, Luigi. Screw my pussy, Baby... I'm cummingg...
oohhhhhh god.... cumminggg... uunngghhhhh! AH! AH! AH!
OOOOHHHH!"
Maria's pussy was erupting at the same time as Jamila's.
Abruptly, Celino pulled his throbbing erection from Jamila
spasming hole. "Let me sit down, Jamila. I want you to ride
me." Jamila moved away from the chair to allow her lover to sit
down. His sex spike stood straight up. Throwing one leg over
his hips, she guided his prick to her opening and sank down on
it. The huge shaft split her cunt hole wide open.
Jamila fucked him hard for ten minutes. She came again and as
her cunt throbbed about Celino's cock, he couldn't hold it any
longer. Gush after gush fired into Jawad's wife. It was a good
thing she was on the pill because it was her most fertile time
and the huge load would have certainly impregnated her.
--------------------------------
At the same time as Jamila was "negotiating" an 8% reduction in
price for the women's clothing line, Noor was doing the same
thing for the male line with the director of men's clothing, Mr.
Ermete Valencio. Even though Noor was 58, she was able to obtain
the same 8% discount as Jamila had. Valencio hadn't had a sexy
married woman in 20 years and would have probably given her 10%
had she insisted on it. But Noor was too anxious to get Ermete's
cock into her hungry cunt.
Ermete fucked Jawad's mother twice, once with her bent over his
desk naked except for her high heels, which he had insisted she
keep on.
The second time he had stripped the sensuous woman naked, put
her on her back on the couch, hiked her legs up over his
shoulders and nailed the moaning woman with repeated hard thrusts
into the bottom of her cunt until both of them climaxed amid
female howls and male grunts of hot pleasure.
When Valencio finally pulled his semi-hard cock from Noor's
gaping and still throbbing cunt, it didn't close immediately.
Valencio gazed at the huge hole his cock had made of her pussy.
When he saw part of the two cum loads he had shot into her
sensuously seep out and run down her ass crack, a smile of
masculine satisfaction spread over his face. His smile widened
still further as he watched Noor's tits heaving in an effort to
regain her breath.
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One floor above the rooms where Noor and Jamila had
"negotiated" more favorable prices, Lyla was doing the same with
Mr. Sansone Mordava. Since Sansone had fucked the sexy mother on
several of her previous visits to Rome, it wasn't necessary for
her to ask for more favorable prices. Mordava wanted her cunt
and ass and knew that was the price. To save time, he had
offered the price reductions immediately. The contracts had been
signed within 10 minutes. As a result, Mordava had already
enjoyed using Lyla's hot body for almost two hours.
From past experience, Lyla knew that Sansone liked his women
naked when he fucked them. The contracts hadn't been signed for
more than a minute before she pulled her bikini panties down and
kicked off her heels. Mordava loved fucking married women and
particularly mothers and Lyla was one of his favorites. Her cunt
was still tight and her mouth was fantastic.
Knowing how much Sansone loved having his cock sucked, Lyla had
spent the first half hour sucking him. Again and again, she
brought him right to the brink of an explosive orgasm only to
back off as he begged her to finish him. She ignored his pleas
and once again sucked his entire cock into her throat, bringing
him again right to the edge.
Every time this happened, Mordava would frantically thrust his
cock into her mouth in an effort to cum, but Lyla knew when he
was getting close from the throbbing of his prick and would
always back off before he could explode. After a half hour, he
was practically sobbing with need to ejaculate. It was exquisite
torture that Sansone loved.
With each trip to the edge of orgasm, his load built and built
in his balls until the pressure of the load had turned his cock
into an unbending, engorged, throbbing purple shaft.
"I think your big sex gun is fully primed, Darling," Lyla had
cooed as she sucked the big Italian once again to the edge and
then backed off amid his pleas and groans.
"Please, Lyla! PLEASE! LET ME CUM!" Sansone begged.
"If I permit you to shoot, you will suck my cunt until I tell
you to stop... yes?"
"Yes! Yes! YES! Just let me cum! Can I shoot all over your
face?"
"I'm going to finish you now, Darling. When you're ready to
unload, just pull out and cream me... anyway you want."
Lyla pushed her mouth all the way to the base of Mordava's
cock, held his loaded balls, and sucked him making four inch up
and down motions with her lips. It only took her 15 seconds to
bring him to the edge and another hard suck to propel him into an
unstoppable huge ejaculation.
Sansone yanked his contracting cock from her mouth, aimed, and
fired. A huge, continuous stream of thick semen blasted her
face, nose, and cheeks. This was followed by several more
powerful jets. Mordava grunted with each contraction of his
cock. After seven or eight bursts of cum had splattered all over
Lyla's face and tits, he collapsed onto the bed.
After scooping most of the load into her mouth and swallowing
it, Lyla lay back on the bed. "My turn, Darling. Get your face
between my thighs and make me cum. Keep sucking and licking me
until I tell you to mount me and fuck me."
Sansone labored between her thighs for over a half hour. His
tongue and jaw were beginning to hurt, and his cock was again
hard as stone. He wanted to fuck her... needed to fuck her, but
Lyla ordered him to continue to suck. He did. Finally, after
her fifth orgasm on his tongue and lips, she gave him two,
one-word commands:
"MOUNT!! FUCK!!"
Mordava was on her and in her in a flash. Lyla grunted as the
thick shaft drove down the length of her vagina until it hit her
womb and ground hard against her engorged and now very sensitive
clit. It was her turn to howl in hot pleasure.
Sansone fucked her relentlessly... powering his rod in and out
of her channel, grinding against her clit and G-spot on each
stroke. Lyla surged to one orgasm after another. Finally, it
was the thrashing woman who was begging.
"Finish, Darling... Please... cum in me. Finish. You're
killing me! I can't take any more. Please. Cum and Finish!"
The only thing that got her was Mordava's hands under her ass
pulling her butt higher to allow him to plunge into her core even
deeper and harder. Lyla's cunt erupted again. Her juices
spurted uncontrollably high in the air. Mordava pulled his rigid
organ from her convulsing pussy and watched the juices arch high
in the air. After several gushes, he rammed back into her gaping
hole and drove all the way to the bottom of her channel.
"Ooohh god... please, Darling. Cum... Shoot in me," she
gasped.
This time, Sansone gave her what she wanted and poured several
streams of thick semen into her throbbing cunt hole.
====================================
An Evening in Rome:
In Rome, the evening generally begins much later than in other
cities. Consequently, it was not surprising when it was 8 PM
before the three men arrived to at the Rome Marriott to pick up
their dates for the evening. Even with their intense sexual
encounters that afternoon, they were all looking forward to the
evening with eager anticipation. The afternoon had been
business; the evening was for their own pleasure.
"Do you think Jawad knows how naughty we're being?" Lyla asked
as they were waiting in their hotel rooms.
"He may suspect," Jamila responded, "but there's no way he
could know. And what he doesn't know won't hurt us," she
concluded with a throaty laugh.
Noor looked at her daughter and daughter-in-law with a knowing
smile. "Jawad's problem and his great good fortune are both the
same. He has a slut for a mother and another one for a sister,
and then he married a third one. Most men are very, very lucky
if they can find one sensuous woman to share their lives. My son
has three, and is, therefore, the envy of the entire male world."
"Do you think Armando and his friends will fuck us tonight?"
Jamila wondered aloud.
Both Noor and Lyla stared at Jamila like they were regarding a
retarded child. "Are you kidding?" Lyla finally asked.
"Well... not really. I mean sometimes men are shy."
Noor shook her head. "The way we're dressed and with the way
we came onto them this afternoon in the restaurant, I don't think
there's any question about us being screwed tonight, my darling
daughter-in-law. You had half your tits and all of your thighs
on display, and my skirt was up to my hips with my legs spread so
wide Armando could see my panties. If these Italian men need
more of a hint than that, we will be going to Paris to buy our
inventory next time."
----------------------
Armando had brought his van for transportation so he and Jamila
were in the front, Gaspare and Lyla occupied the middle seats,
which left the spacious back of the van to Lucio and Noor.
Before they were halfway to the club, it was obvious that Noor's
prediction about the sex the women would be getting that evening
was going to be right.
Gaspare had both of Lyla's tits out and her skirt up around her
waist with his fingers sliding in and out of her gushing pussy.
In the back seat, all Jamila could see of her mother-in-law when
she turned to look back was her high heels sticking straight up
in the air where they were jerking back and forth... obviously as
a result of a cock hammering in and out of her cunt.
Unfortunately for both of them, Armando's warning cooled them
off.
"We'll be at the club in two minutes. You guys better get
straightened up or we may be arrested."
Jamila had to smile when she heard Noor's disappointed cry when
Lucio pulled his pleasure stick out of her eager pussy.
"Please... finish me, Darling. I'm almost there."
Lucio grinned with male pleasure upon hearing his date for the
evening begging for his cock. "You'll just have to wait a little
longer, mon cheri. You'll be getting a lot more than you can
imagine later on."
All three women wondered what Luigi meant by that remark.
Three pussies throbbed at the thought.
--------------------
The club Armando had selected was an after hours, adult club
that catered to singles, couples, and groups interested in erotic
and exotic sexual experiences. As soon as they entered, Jamila
saw several women with their breasts exposed. Around the bar,
one brunette was seated sucking off a man who was standing in
front of her. Immediately behind her, another man was lying on a
table with his head buried between the thighs of another woman
while a third black-headed woman had his cock out jacking him
off.
"Wow," Lyla whispered to Noor. "This is one wild and hot
club!"
"MMmmmm... it is, isn't it. Look over there."
When Lyla looked in the direction Noor was pointing, she saw
two women on top of a table, one on top of other, both in doggy
position with a man standing behind them fucking first one and
then the other... back and forth. When Lyla looked, he was
thrusting in and out of the woman on top while the one on bottom
waited for her turn. Right in front of them a brunette straddled
a man's face mashing her pussy into his mouth as a blond sucked
her nipples.
"This gives a whole new meaning to the word orgy," Jamila said
to Armando.
"Is it Ok? Too much? Do you want to try something less far
out?"
Jamila just grinned and led her date into the club.
A half hour later after ordering drinks and watching the erotic
action taking place in various parts of the club, Jamila pulled
Armando's head close to her mouth and hissed, "I'm so hot
watching all this, we either need to leave or you need to take
care of my wet pussy, Honey."
Grinning, Armando replied, "Thought you'd never ask, Jamila.
Follow me."
---------------------------------
Maha was out with her boyfriend and Maryam was spending the
night with one of her girlfriends leaving Jawad alone in their
large house. For an hour or so, he watched some TV. Then he
spent another half hour reading before the he heard the front
doorbell ring.
When he opened the door, Hasina smiled seductively at him.
"Good evening, Jawad. Since you're all alone, I thought you
might like some company." When Jawad hesitated, she asked,
"Well? Aren't you going to ask me in?"
"Of coure... of course. I'm sorry. I was just so surprised to
see you. Jamila and Lyla aren't here. Neither is Noor."
"I know. Neither are either of your daughters. I knew you
would be alone... so here I am."
"That's true, but how did you know?"
"Simple. Jamila told me at the inventory party that she, Noor,
and Lyla were going to Rome for a couple of days to purchase
inventory for the store."
"I figured that out, but how did you know my daughters weren't
here?"
"Simple. Maryam is with Omari over at my house. She told me
that Maha was out with Nizam."
"Maha is out with Nizam, but Maryam is spending the night with
one of her girlfriends. She told me."
"I'm sure she did, Darling. But there was a slight error in
the information she gave you. She's spending the night all
right, but not with a girlfriend. She's spending the night with
our son Omari in our home... to be more specific... in Omari's
bedroom."
Shocked, Jawad finally asked, "Where's your husband? Where's
Rashem?"
"It's Saturday night, Jawad. He plays poker until the wee
hours. Usually he doesn't come home until late Sunday morning."
"Does he know that Maryam is with Omari?"
"Of course. He spoke to Omari before he left. Maryam was in
the next room. He told him to wear a condom and not to get her
pregnant."
"Doesn't that bother you at all?"
"Why should it? Omari and Maryam are both 19, and 19-year old
girls get fucked... they get fucked a lot by very randy and hot
young men. In fact, Omari fucked her at the inventory party...
twice, I believe. Didn't Jamila tell you?"
"No... no... she didn't."
"Well, don't worry about them. They'll be fine. Jamila, Lyla,
and your mother are the ones you should be worried about."
"Why?"
"They're in Rome... the Eternal City. Three beautiful women
with all those hot-blooded, sexy Italian men panting over them."
"You don't think anything will happen do you?"
Hasina cocked her eyebrows and smiled. "Are you joking, Jawad?
All three of them are going to be fucked multiple times before
they come home."
"I don't believe that. Not for a moment. You're wrong."
"Not likely. In fact, Jamila is probably being fucked right at
this moment while we speak. Why not call her? Do you speak
Italian?" When Jawad shook his head, Hasina grinned. "I know
that Jamila does so I'll listen in on the extension."
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As Armando led a panting Jamila into one of the side rooms, she
saw Lucio taking Noor outside to the private parking lot at the
back of the club. Gaspare had his hand under Lyla's skirt as he
guided her into one of the game rooms. She could see her
sister-in-law's ass grinding furiously against Gaspare's probing
hand. Her own pussy gushed at the sight. Her sexual secretions
had coated her inner thighs before Armando moved them into a
corner and began kissing her passionately while opening the top
of her dress to get at her big tits.
As the kiss deepened and she felt his tongue demanding and
receiving entrance to her mouth, his hands pulled her dress up
around her hips. When his fingers slipped inside her thong, he
pulled back, grinned, and said, "Your cunt is soaked. It feels
like a swamp between your thighs. I'd say you're ready for
cock."
"Ohhhh god... I've been ready for an hour... maybe more. Are
you going to fuck me here?"
"Of course... after you suck my cock."
Armando lowered his pants to expose his incredibly thick 8-inch
cock. Jamila had seen longer cocks but never one as thick as
Armando's. "Oh god. That looks huge. You're gonna tear me open
with that thing."
"No... but I am going to fuck you and make you cum so many
times you'll lose count. Now bend over and suck me!"
Bending at the waist, Jawad's wife put both hands on her knees
for support, opened her mouth as wide as possible, and fitted it
over the huge cockhead. At first, she didn't think it would go
in, but Armando knew how to handle nervous females sucking him
for the first time. He held her head in place so she couldn't
back away, and exerted gentle pressure that gradually forced her
lips further and further down his shaft until she felt the big
head against the opening to her throat.
"UUmmmppfff!" she whined when she felt him about to enter her
throat.
Armando was ready for this reaction. He waited while his hands
stroked Jamila's hanging tits, pulling and squeezing her nipples
until the sensations were racing through her belly into her
excited cunt.
"Uummppfff... aahhh ooohhhh!"
Armando twisted her nipples gently and then harder. Jamila's
muffled moan could be heard even around the huge phallus plugging
her mouth. Slowly, Armando pushed in further. The big head
pressed against her throat. Jamila moaned but stretched her
mouth as wide as possible. Armando took full advantage of her
stretched mouth and pushed his cock into Jamila's throat.
Jamila groaned around the huge shaft as it sank into her throat
until her lips were wrapped tightly about the base. As it began
to fuck her mouth with short, authoritative three- and four-inch
strokes, her cunt began to throb in time to the pulsing shaft
deep inside her throat. Her fingers frantically searched out her
engorged clitoris and rubbed it in firm circular motions.
Jamila's vagina and clit contracted in a hard orgasm at the same
time as the big cock in her mouth throbbed hard as Armando got
ready to shoot.
He pumped with hard short strokes as the load surged up from
his balls, raced down the length of his large shaft, and blasted
into Jamila's mouth and throat. The volume of semen almost made
her choke and gag. The first two gushes completely filled her
mouth. She tried to swallow it all, but the load fired into her
mouth faster than she could swallow. On the fourth gush, cum
exploded out the sides of her mouth ran down to her chin and
formed long cum ropes that dangled and swung back and forth from
her lips and from her chin.
Armando held her head and kept his ejaculating organ firmly and
solidly planted inside Jamila's mouth as the cum load raced in,
filled her to overflowing, and then spurted out between her lips
and his cock.
Ten minutes later, Jamila was slowly licking Armanda twitching
cock gradually getting it hard. She worked harder knowing that
as soon as he recovered his erection, he would fuck her. Her
pussy throbbed just thinking about it.
-------------------------
Once Lucio had Noor out in the parking lot, he wasted little
time in stripping her to the black lacy negligee she wore under
her dress, her black thong, and her black stiletto heels. She
wore no bra so that her large breasts swung freely as Lucio
walked her across the lot.
He opened the door of the van, and Noor wasted little time in
mounting the seat. Turning toward Lucio, she waited for him to
join her. Instead, she felt Lucio's strong hands on her hips
pulling her feet first out the door until her legs were hanging
off the edge of the front seat with her ass right at the edge.
She couldn't suppress her gasp of hot anticipation when she felt
the cool air on her naked ass as Lucio pushed her negligee high
on her hips baring her ass and the wet, open pussy directly
below. She pressed her breasts into the seat, arched her hips,
and opened her legs in invitation.
"Oooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Noor's soft, deep moan filled
the inside of the van as Lucio's rigid cock entered her cunt.
She groaned even louder when he pushed it deep. Her moans
changed to excited gasps of pleasure when she felt his thick rod
start to fuck her. Every thrust dragged the hard male phallus
over her pulsing G-spot causing her vagina to contract in hard
spasms about Lucio's fuck stick.
"Boost your ass higher, Noor. Spread wider! I need to get
into you deeper!"
Noor's excitement surged to a white heat when she heard the
authoritative masculine command. Her cunt throbbed as she
immediately obeyed... spreading as wide as she could and arching
her hips to raise her cunt for their mutual pleasure.
"AAaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Lucio's cock expanded
within her tight vagina even more as he heard the long, deep
moans from the impaled woman whose cunt was milking his cock. He
fucked into her with harder, deeper strokes, each one driving her
hips down into the seat of the car and producing excited grunts
of female passion. Jawad's mother began to screech as her first
orgasm exploded up and down the length of her stretched cunt
hole. When her clitoris jerked and pulsed, she shoved her hand
beneath her belly to capture the small, wildly contracting organ
between her fingers.
Trapping her pulsing clit between two fingers, she worked them
frantically up and down the small, throbbing shaft as the huge
shaft pumping in and out of her cunt rammed in even harder.
"Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh... I'm cumming again, Lucio! I cum... oh
god... I CUM! FUCKKKKKKKK MEEEEEEEEE!"
Lucio could feel the load rising from his balls. His prick
jerked and pulsed inside the woman's cunt. Her juices spurted
causing squishing sounds to fill the van as he pumped Noor's
liquid-filled pussy. The thick stream of cum raced down his cock
tube and exploded with hard force deep inside the waiting vagina.
Noor howled with wild female delight when she heard Lucio's
deep, guttural masculine grunts of intense pleasure as he planted
seed deep inside her cunt covering the opening of her womb with
semen and sperm.
---------------------------
Lyla wasted no time once Gaspare had her inside the game room.
Although one couple was playing pool and two males were engaged
in a game of darts, she unzipped the sexy Italian and had his
6-inch cock out in a flash. Since he was hard as stone, it
didn't much matter how big it was. HARD, really HARD is much
more important than long as every woman knows.
"Oh fuck! That's so damn hard!" she hissed in his ear bringing
a smile of male pride to his face and, at the same time, causing
his prick to jerk and throb in her hand. "I want to suck it!
Can I suck it? Please."
Gaspare briefly wondered if any man in the recorded history of
the world had ever refused such a request. He was not about to
become the first. "Oh hell yes! Suck it! Get down there and
suck it, you beautiful Witch!"
Lyla squatted in front of him with everyone else in the room
watching and rammed her mouth all the way down his swollen shaft.
It was long enough for an inch to enter her throat as her head
bobbed frantically up and down the raging cock. Gaspare held
onto the back of her head forcing his prick all the way into her
throat every time she slid her lips down his shaft.
It didn't take much longer than a couple of minutes for the hot
bitch to have him on the brink of an orgasm. Quickly, he jerked
his pulsing rod from her sucking lips. "I want your cunt, Lyla,"
he groaned trying to hold back his orgasm.
"Get down on the floor, Honey, and I'll give you my cunt just
the way you want it."
As soon as Gaspare was lying flat on his back, his prick
sticking straight up, Lyla straddled him and lowered her hips
until the cock head was an inch away for the opening to her wet
pussy.
"Want it?" she teased. "Want my wet cunt to slid down your big
hard cock, Lover?"
"Damn you! You know I want it! Fuck your cunt on my cock,
Baby. NOW!"
Lyla loved being ordered to fuck. She obeyed immediately.
Gaspare groaned with the incredible pleasure of feeling the tight
cunt enveloping his throbbing cock. Down... down... down the
contracting pussy came... until he was buried balls deep in the
luscious brunette.
"I'm going to fuck your cock, Lover. Ready?"
"YES! YES! YES!"
Lyla grinned and began pounding her hips up and down his shaft.
He didn't last a minute before his cock spewed gush after gush
into her hotly contracting cunt. Her orgasm peaked about the
time the third stream of semen fired into her.
After draining his balls, Lyla rose off his now rapidly
deflating cock. Staring at his now much smaller organ, it was
obvious that it would be awhile before she got any more sex from
Gaspare. However, the two males had lost interest in their dart
game. Both now stood before her with nothing on except their
shirts.
They said something to her in Italian. Her look of
non-comprehension and the fact that she had been speaking English
to Gaspare made them immediately switch to English with their
urgent request. "Would the beautiful woman like some more cock?"
Lyla didn't have to be asked twice. Taking hold of each of
their erect cocks, she led them over to a couch. Getting on all
fours with her hips arched high and a thin stream of Gaspare's
cum hanging from her pussy lips, she hissed at the men, "Flip a
coin guys. See who gets sloppy seconds in my cunt and who gets
firsts in my mouth."
"No need to flip a coin, you hot bitch. We're both going to do
both ends."
Lyla's pussy contracted with excitement. At the same time, she
opened her mouth and waited. She didn't have to wait long before
one thick phallus drove into her cunt and the another pushed into
mouth and throat. The two men fucked her fore and aft... one
holding her hips and cramming her cunt full of hard cock... the
other pulling her forward to fill her throat. Lyla felt like she
had been reduced to two hot fuck holes... she loved it. Her
scream of orgasm was muffled by the thick cock fucking her mouth.
---------------------------------
"Go ahead and call Jamila's cell phone, Jawad," Hasina urged in
a sultry voice.
"All right, but there's really no need."
"Shut up, Darling, and just call."
--------------------------------
Armando's cock was rigid as steel again, but Jamila continued
to suck it. If he decided to cum in her mouth again, she would
just have to satisfied with that. Until a woman says "yes",
she's in charge; once she says "yes", the man is in charge of the
fucking. Armando was now in charge. She knew she would get it
any way he decided to give it to her.
Her pussy gushed when she heard him say, "Enough. I want your
hot cunt this time. Bend over the table and spread your feet
wide apart, Jamila."
She was still wearing her dress, but it covered nothing. The
top was open with both of her tits out. As she bent over, she
yanked the dress up around her waist so her ass and cunt were
both available to Armando. He was just moving into position
behind her when her cell phone rang.
She held up her hand to tell her lover to let her see who was
calling. The caller ID showed it was from her home in Cairo.
Obviously, it was Jawad calling.
"It's my husband. I need to answer it. Be quiet."
"Forget it. I want to fuck you... NOW!"
"No. I've got to answer or he'll be suspicious." Jamila
pressed the answer button and said brightly, "Hi, Honey. Is
every thing all right?"
"Every thing's fine, Darling. I just wanted to know how the
inventory purchase is going and what you're doing. Sort of
lonely here." Hasina grinned at his lie and ran her hand over
Jawad's bulge. His cock jerked wildly under her hand, but with
his wife on the line, all he could do was enjoy her touch and get
hard.
"The inventory purchases are almost done. We're in very good
shape. Noor, Lyla, and I are having dinner now in a club. It's
pretty loud. Can you hear me all right?"
"I can hear you fine. What's going on?"
"Just a minute, Darling. The waiter wants our order." Jawad
heard his wife speaking in Italian. It made him proud that his
wife knew some of the language... not a lot but enough to get
along. He wished he knew some of the language so he could go
with the women to Rome.
Hasina, however, was fluent in Italian. She also heard Jamila
speaking but not to a waiter: "Be very quiet, Armando. Put your
big cock into me while I'm speaking with my husband but just push
it in. Don't start fucking me yet."
"I think he has most of the order now, Darling. OOohhhhh...
god!"
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, Honey. It's so loud in here. The food... ooohhh"
"What about the food?"
"It's good, Darling. It's sooo good. No wonder its so
crowded. Everyone wants this. Just a moment, Dear. The waiter
needs more information."
Again Jawad heard his wife speaking in Italian. So did Hasina.
"Don't fuck me yet, Armando! Just push it all the way in let
me milk your big cock. If you pump me, I can't keep from
groaning and my husband will realize I'm being fucked. Don't
pump me! Just enjoy letting it soak. Understand?"
Jawad heard the waiter answering whatever it was that his wife
had told him. "Do have any idea how hard it is to have my cock
in your hot cunt and not be allowed to fuck you. I'll give you
one more minute to talk to your husband and then you're going to
be fucked!" Hasina grinned as her own pussy gushed, her
secretions running down her thighs.
"Thank you, Darling. Our first course is arriving, and its so
hard to hear you. I'll call you later to tonight. If it's late,
I might wake you up. Shall I just call in the morning?"
"The morning would be better." Hasina squeezed his cock
harder, unzipped his pants and took it out. Her fingers squeezed
the head causing his cock the contract in a hard spasm.
"OOohhhhh.... damn!"
"What's the matter, Jawad? Why did you groan like that?"
Jamila asked puzzled.
"I stumped my damn toe on the table leg. Stupid!"
His wife laughed. "It's not fatal. Gotta go. Love you!" The
line went dead.
Just as it did, Hasina bent and sucked Jawad's big cock into
her mouth. He groaned even louder as his hips bucked
uncontrollably against her mouth.
2000 kilometers away, Jamila howled with hot passion as Armando
began fucking her eager cunt with hard, fast, deep strokes. She
came after a dozen entries into her hot cunt hole.
"Stop, Hasina. For god's sake... Stop. If I cum, I want it to
be inside your vagina, not inside your mouth."
"Ooohh yesss... I love it when a man says something like that."
"What was my wife telling the waiter when she was speaking in
Italian?"
Hasina loved sex but she was no informer. "She was telling him
not to give her the meat entree until she had finished the
preliminaries."
"Must be a stupid waiter not to realize that."
"I'm certain that he wasn't thinking too clearly," Hasina said
with a throaty laugh. "Now come on, Lover. My pussy can't wait
much longer. I've been trying to get you to fuck me for ages."
"Just a moment. I'm concerned about Maryam. Your son and her
are alone in the house with no one to help them if they need
help. Perhaps we should go over and check on them?"
"I really don't think my son needs our help to fuck your
daughter, Jawad. Whatever he might not know, she'll teach him."
"You really think they're making love?"
"No. Omari most certainly is not making love to Maryam. He's
fucking her." Hasina felt Jawad cock throbbing in her hand.
"Oh... I like that. That thought turns you on, doesn't it?"
"No... of course not. I was just a little concerned."
"Well, you may be right. It's only a five minute drive. Let's
go over and check on them before we go to bed for the rest of the
night. I'm certain you don't need any help in fucking me. Come
on. Let's go check on them."
-------------------------------
Jamila had come three times in doggy position before Armando
withdrew, put her in a chair, shoved her legs up and back, and
then attacked her hot, throbbing cunt with his lips and tongue.
She came instantly. Armando's tongue lashed her clit ever harder
as his fingers thrust inside her contracting pussy, found her
G-spot, and pleasured that and her clit simultaneously. It was
too much. Jamila squirted and screeched in another intense
orgasm.
------------------------------
Outside in the parking lot, Lucio�s cock had not yet recovered
from his first orgasm, but Noor was still occupied. Three other
men had come out of the club and watched as Lucio had fucked her.
Now she was sitting on the front seat, her legs on the ground
with one of the men standing in front of her as she deep throated
his iron-hard prick. The other two men were standing close by,
jacking off, and waiting their turn with the hot Egyptian.
The first extra man had no chance to last. He was already
wildly excited from watching Lucio fucking the woman. When she
began sucking him, he tried to hold back his load to prolong the
pleasure, but in less than a minute, his cum erupted into her
mouth.
As soon as the first man pulled out, cum dripping off his cock,
the second man stepped up and pushed his cock into Noor's mouth.
He lasted somewhat longer, but not much longer. In less than two
minutes, another cum load was sliding down Noor's throat into her
belly.
The men down pulled her to her feet, stripped her naked, and
began to caress her tits, ass, and cunt. Noor's excitement rose
higher and higher until she was afraid her legs would collapse
beneath her body. Fortunately, the men held her up by hefting
her breasts, rubbing her clitoris, and finger fucking her cunt
and ass.
It only took them a few minutes to make Jawad's mother shudder
in an intense orgasm. They continued to work her pussy, clit,
tits, and ass until she moaned, "Please... fuck me! I need cock.
One of you... all of you... fuck me!"
She heard one of the men order the others to "bend her over...
let's get a look at her cunt and assholes." Pulling her downward
by her tits while another man pressed against her shoulders, she
found herself bent almost double with her ass thrust high. Hands
explored the entire expanse of her ass and both of her wet holes.
As the men explored her pussy and ass, Noor's excitement soared
to the point that she began to babble and beg: "OOoohhhhh
stop... stop fingering meeeeeee.... fuck me... fuck me.... fuck
me! Please. FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!"
She felt a small orgasm surged through her loins when she heard
one of the men order, "Bend her over for doggy fucking.
Everybody draw straws and get in line. Be sure to put on a
condom."
For the next forty minutes, one man after another fucked her
cunt. One did her ass and another did both. She lost count of
the number of climaxes that had surged through her body.
------------------------------
While the men were using Noor in the parking lot, Armando had
Jamila on her back in a reclining chair that was all the way
back. Armando had ordered her to hold her legs wide open and she
was obeying perfectly. The position made her cunt a perfect
target for Armando's sex spike, which he was driving in and out
of Jamila's near continuously contracting cunt. She wailed as
the stud fucked her. Two men stood close by watching him
screwing the married Egyptian woman hoping that when he finished,
he wouldn't object if they put a load into her.
Both men had their cocks out sheathed with condoms in readiness
when Armando grunted like a bull and hissed, "Shooting the load
into you, Jamila. Spread wider! Take it!"
Jamila's hips hunched upward as the cock ejaculated once again
inside her clasping vagina. As soon as Armando dismounted
Jamila's shuddering body, it was immediately covered again by
another randy male who slammed his engorged shaft deep inside the
moaning female. When he finished, his buddy took a turn.
Although there were several more men eagerly awaiting their turn
in Jamila's pussy, Armando called a halt.
"Time to go, Jamila. We're going to have a big party back at
your hotel.
------------------------------
After an erotic ride back to their hotel during which Noor sat
in the front seat with Armando resting from her exhausting gang
bang while Lyla entertained Lucio's shaft in her mouth and
Gaspare enjoyed Jamila's pussy in the back of the van, the men
took the women up to their suite in the Rome Marriott. The only
thing the women were wearing when they entered their suite were
their heels and dresses. Their panties had long since found a
new home in the pocket of one of the men at the club.
Armando, Lucio, and Gaspare made short work of their dresses.
Within a couple of minutes, all three women were completely naked
except for Lyla who still wore her heels.
"All of you... on the bed... side-by-side, doggy position...
asses up in the air," Armando ordered. As the men disrobed, they
enjoyed the hot, erotic sight of three luscious, female asses
with their knees wide apart, cunts and asses fully exposed.
For the rest of the night and until almost noon on Sunday, the
men fucked Jawad's wife, mother, and sister repeatedly.
Sometimes, they switched from one woman to another. At other
times, one of the women would be taking on two or even all three
men at the same time.
When the men finally departed shortly before noon the next day,
the women collapsed in the two beds. They were too exhausted to
even bathe or put on nightgowns. They all slept naked with cum
seeping from all six of the their sex holes. No one awoke until
6 AM Monday morning.
=================================
Checking on the Children
When Hasina and Jawad left the house for the trip to Hasina's
home, she pulled her blouse down enough to expose the nipples of
her large tits. Jawad tried not to look, but Hasina just
laughed. "Jawad, look at my tits! I didn't pull my blouse down
to have you look away. I just got through sucking your big cock.
Now stop playing the virtuous husband and look at my big tits.
I know you want to."
Jawad did want to look. And he did. His thick 7-inch cock got
hard.
For the entire five minute drive to Hasina's home, she sat
beside Jawad facing him while leaning up against the door. The
first half mile, she removed her blouse and bra and sat with both
large globes totally exposed. Jawad tried to watch the road and
also watch Hasina's tits as she cupped them and played with the
nipples. The second half mile, she removed her skirt, and during
the second mile, she hoisted both feet up onto the seat and sat
with her open legs facing Jawad. Hasina was spread wide open,
her panties on display for Jawad. His cock throbbed, fully
erect, and leaking precum.
"You're hard, aren't you, Jawad?"
"Yes. Very hard."
"Precum is leaking from your big shaft isn't it?"
"I know. I can't stop it."
"You aren't supposed to be able to stop it when I spread my
legs like this and let you see my wet panties and my naked big
tits. You will get even harder when I pull my panties aside so
you can see my wet cunt. Do you want to see Hasina's wet cunt,
Jawad?"
Jawad rubbed his cock through his pants and moaned, "Oohhh
yesss... I want to see it."
Reaching between her wide spread thighs, Hasina pulled the
small strip of material between her thighs to one side completely
exposing her cunt... the wet, open lips... the erect protruding
clitoris at the top... and deep, dark hole from which her juice
slowly seeped. "Do you like my cunt, Jawad. Does it make your
cock hard?"
"Ooohhhhhhhhhh god!"
"You want to stick your big cock into my hot cunt and fuck me,
don't you?"
"Yes! You hot Bitch! Yes!"
"Good... because I want your big hard cock up my cunt...
fucking me... making me cum... shooting load after load into me."
"Ughh... oh oh oh." Jawad had to press his thighs together to
prevent himself from ejaculating in his pants.
When Hasina saw that, she was thrilled, but she also snapped
her legs closed. When Jawad looked puzzled, she grinned. "I
love the fact that you almost came in your pants, Honey, but I
don't want you wasting it. That load is going up my pussy once
we finish checking on the kids."
--------------------------
Jawad parked his car in Hasina's driveway and held the door
open for her.
"I like that... always the gentleman. But when you get me in
bed naked... forgot about being the gentleman. I want you to be
a raging wild stud intent on fucking the sexy whore underneath
you."
Jawad smiled... more of a leer than a smile. "Whatever you
say, Hasina... whatever you say."
"One more thing before we go inside. We have a way to look in
on Omari and Maryam without them knowing we're doing it. Rashem
has installed one-way mirrors in the closets connecting to every
bedroom. He likes to watch.
Jawad nodded, more than a little nervous.
"I want your word that you won't make a scene... that you won't
burst into their bedroom screaming like an outraged father.
Unless your hot daughter has already exhausted him, Omari is
going to be fucking her... hard... deep, and she's going to be
loving it. Can you handle that? If not, let's head back to your
house and fuck."
"I can handle it. I promise."
"You're sure?"
"Yes. I'm certain."
"We're going inside to watch my son fucking your daughter... is
your cock hard?"
"Well, I... "
"Bull shit with the well... I stuff." Hasina grasped Jawad's
cock in her hand. "Oh fuck! You aren't hard. Your cock is like
a steel rod. Shit... you really want to see her being fucked
don't you?"
When Jawad didn't answer, Hasina grinned. "Let's go have some
sexy fun, shall we?"
Once inside, Hasina led the way to one of the guest bedrooms
adjacent to Omari's bedroom. From inside, they could both hear
the passionate female moans. Hasina leaned close to Jawad's ear.
"He's fucking her right now or she's sucking him. Come on."
Hasina closed and locked the bedroom door and then said in a
normal tone. "The rooms are soundproofed so they can't hear us
now. But we can hear them because my dirty-minded husband has
had microphones installed in every room. The one-way mirror is
in the closet. It's wall and the wall of Omari's bedroom abut
one another."
Inside the closet, Hasina turned off all the lights and pressed
a hidden button. A panel slid smoothly and noiselessly to one
side and they were looking through a large one-way mirror into
Omari's bedroom. Jawad almost came in his pants when he looked
at the scene on the bed.
Omari was lying flat on the bed, his cock a rigid spike
standing straight up. "My god," he whispered to Hasina. "How
big is his cock?"
"No need to whisper, Darling. He's 8 inches and thick. I wish
Rashem had his cock. Or yours. You're bigger than my husband by
a full inch and much thicker. Don't you think Maryam is doing a
great job sucking my son's big cock?"
Hasina unzipped Jawad's pants, extracted his hard erection and
began licking him. "You watch. Tell me what she's doing to him
and what he's doing to her while I suck this beautiful thing."
"Aaaaahhhh.. that feels fantastic. Suck it, Hasina. Oohhh
yesss... suck me. Like my slutty daughter is doing to your son.
She must be sucking at least 6 inches of cock... it's got to be
in her throat."
"Of course it's in her throat, Darling. That's where it's
supposed to be when a woman sucks a man's cock. MMMmmmmm...
you're already about to cum. I'm going to suck out a load and
then get you hard again. You'll have a lot more control once you
put a load into my belly."
"Aaahhhh... Omari is turning my daughter over onto her hands
and knees. OOoohhh suck me!"
"Fuck! He's pulling her hips high.. making Maryam spread her
knees so he can see her cunt. AAaaaahhh... can't hold it...
gonna shoot... uuugghhhhhhh... take it...aaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"
The load poured into Hasina's mouth. She swallowed rapidly,
but Jawad's load was so large, she had no chance to get it all.
Some spurted out and ran from her chin. A minute later, most of
Jawad's first load was safely pooled in her belly. She licked
him slowly... his cock softened slightly but not completely.
With her hot mouth closed about his shaft, Jawad was hard again
in just a few minutes.
"He licked my daughter's ass and pussy until she was begging
him to fuck her."
"I know. I could hear her begging my son to give her his huge
cock. Has he put it in her yet?"
"Stand up, Hasina."
"I can suck you better from down here."
"I want to fuck you. Stand up."
"OH GOD YES!"
Rising to her feet, Hasina gasped. "How do you want me?"
"Bend over from the waist. Support yourself with your hands on
the wall. Face the mirror so we can both see what your stud son
is doing to my daughter."
On the bed, Omari had Maryam on her back, one leg up on his
shoulder. Hasina and Jawad watched as he aligned his sex gun
with the opening to Maryam's cunt. At the same time, Jawad
aligned his gun with the opening to Hasina's cunt. Omari drove
into the waiting hot cunt hole... "UUNGGGHHHH...
AAAAHHHHHHHHH... YESSSS... FUCK ME, DARLING. FUCK THE SHIT OUT
OF MEEEEEEEEE!"
Inside the closet, Jawad drove his throbbing cock into the
waiting hot cunt hole... "UUNGGGHHHH... AAAAHHHHHHHHH...
YESSSS... FUCK ME, DARLING. FUCK THE SHIT OUT OF MEEEEEEEEE!"
Jawad matched Omari stroke for stroke. Hasina matched Maryam
groan for groan and scream for scream. Both women howled as the
huge phallus pumped them hard... deep... fast. Maryam's cunt
exploded... Hasina grunted... "cumminng... I'm cumming, Jawad.
Fuck me hard... fast... give it to meeeeeeeee!!" On the bed, his
daughter was saying almost the same things.
"Look... look at that," Jawad gasped. "He's gonna fuck my
daughter in her ass. Oh god... he'll tear her apart!"
"Don't be silly, Jawad. Omari has been fucking your daughter
for two months now. He's fucked her ass dozens of times. Just
watch. He's got your daughter's ass so stretched, his big cock
will sink into her easily."
"I'm going to ass fuck you at the same time."
"I know you are. I'm already lubed and ready."
"You knew I would be ass fucking you?"
"I didn't know, but I knew if I could get you to fuck me, you
would certainly want to sample my ass. That's what men are
supposed to do and women are supposed to be ready. I'm more than
ready, Darling. Fuck my ass!"
Inside the room, Omari was driving his cock up Maryam ass. She
moaned with hot pleasure as her fingers worked on her clit. As
Hasina has said, Omari's cock slipped easily into the depths of
his daughter's waiting, thrusting asshole. At the same time,
Jawad buried his rod deep inside Hasina's ass. Both women moaned
with hot pleasure, their fingers strumming their erect pulsing
clits.
After ten minutes of steady fucking, Omari ordered Maryam to
raise her ass high and put her head on the bed. Inside the
closet, Jawad ordered Hasina to do the same. Both men rose up
over the ass of their woman, aligned their cock with the gaping
hole and drove it in. Both women grunted. Then gasped. Then
began to groan as the cock rammed in and out of their ass.
"I'm gonna cum!" Maryam screamed.
"I'm gonna cum!" Hasina screamed.
"Take it you hot bitch. Take my load, Baby," Omari ordered.
"Take it you hot bitch. Take my load, Baby," Jawad ordered.
"Ooohh fuck it innnnnnnnnnnnnn!" both women yelled.
Male grunts filled both rooms as loads fired into both female
asses at nearly the same time. In the bedroom, Jawad watched as
Omari pulled out after shooting in his daughter's ass. He
emptied the remainder of the load all over her ass. Jawad chose
to shoot his entire load into Hasina.
----------------------------
Jawad and Hasina rested for 30 minutes or so before dressing
and heading back to Jawad's house where they knew they could fuck
all night without worrying about Omari, Maryam, or Rashem
catching them.
Once inside, Hasina stripped to her hose, heels, panties, and
bra. She posed erotically in front of Jawad.
"You're drop dead gorgeous. I've already cum twice and you
have me hard again."
"I'm going to drain you dry before morning, Stud." Hasina laid
down on the bed, opened her legs and pulled her bra down to
expose most of her tits. Her hips humped up and down in hot fuck
motions. "See anything you want to fuck, Darling."
"I can't get enough of you."
"Don't worry. I'm only a five-minute drive away. You can fuck
me anytime."
"How about right now?"
"Get on the bed. Let me suck it first... then you can make me
scream with it, Stud."
For the next 10 minutes, Hasina sucked his cock... every stroke
going all the way into her throat as her lips kissed his pubic
hair.
"Enough! I want to fuck you."
"Of course, Darling. I'm yours. Fuck me any way you want."
Hasina was squealing with delight when she was mounted on
Jawad's hard cock, her back against his chest, his hands cupping
and squeezing both of her big tits as they bounced from the force
of Jawad's hard fuck strokes up into her waiting cunt.
"Oh god... what a cock! What a stud! Fuck my hole, Honey.
Fuck your hot whore's cunt. Make me cum!"
Hasina's cunt and clit exploded three times before Jawar turned
her onto her back, jacked her legs up into the air and held them
in place with his hands. Moving forward, he nailed Hasina's cunt
all the way to his balls on the first thrust.
He fast fucked her.... hard... deep... with authority. Hasina
wailed and came. He powered into her... driving her ass across
the bed. She screamed and came again. Finally, Jawad could take
no more. His sex gun fired... again and again and again.
===================================== Monday Night in Rome:
Armando called Jamila's hotel suite around 2 PM... just before
the three women went down to the dining room for a late lunch.
They were all starving.
"We want to see you again tonight. It's our last chance.
You'll be leaving on Tuesday."
"We know. I was going to call you. We have some final
arrangements to make with our inventory purchases today. How
about 8 PM tonight?"
"Sounds great! We have two friends. Would you like to
entertain five of us or just the three?"
After asking Noor and Lyla and getting the expected answer,
Jamila replied, "Make it five, Darling. And Armando.."
"Yes?"
"Eat before you come over. We all know what we want. Why
waste the little time we have eating?"
"DAMN! I wish Italian women had your attitude. Are all
Egyptian women as hot as the three of you?"
"Yes. All of them. We'll see you at 8 PM."
--------------------------
Carlo and Luciano joined Armando, Gaspare, and Lucio that
night. At 9 PM, Lyla was sandwiched between Carlo and Armando.
As she sucked Carlo's cock, Armando drilled her pussy with his
huge 8-inch shaft. Her moans were muffled because of the
plunging shaft in her mouth.
As Lyla's moans filled the room, they mixed with Noor's who was
also being sandwiched fore and aft by Luciano and Lucio. Lucio
was using her mouth while Luciano pleasured her convulsing pussy.
Jamila had to be satisfied with being screwed by Gaspare on the
one of the large beds. Her heels were pointed straight at the
ceiling as the hot-blooded Italian fucked her Egyptian pussy with
hard driving strokes that drove her ass deep into the mattress.
She had cum twice before Gaspare poured his load into her.
----------------
It was nearly midnight before Jamila had the pleasure of being
double fucked. Carlo and Luciano did the honors with Carlo
buried deep inside her ass while Luciano stood in directly in
front of her powering his cock rapidly in and out of her cunt.
The sex was so intense that Jamila knew she was going to
squirt... hard and high. Luciano was close to cumming. He
hammered his cock in and out of her hole, grunting like a bull on
every stroke until finally his organ exploded inside her pussy.
She felt the hard contractions of his cock as his load fired deep
inside her vagina. The hard contractions of Luciano's prick
triggered Carlo's orgasm. His load began shooting into her ass
just as Luciano emptied the last of his semen into her cunt.
When both cocks were pulled from her throbbing holes, Jamila's
orgasm erupted in an intense spasm. Her pussy convulsed sending
a huge stream of her sex juices high in the air... again and
again. Her screams mixed with those of Noor and Lyla who were
being fucked by Armando, Lucio, and Gaspare.
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Return
The following Tuesday evening, Jamila and Jawad sat alone in
their den as she filled him in on the successful buying trip.
"With the deals we got, Honey, I'm sure we'll significantly
increase our profits this coming year."
"You're just amazing, Jamila. All three of you. How you can
negotiate such favorable terms is astounding. Was it all work or
did you have time for any fun at all?"
"Not much. We did go out to a couple of nice restaurants. The
second one was not nearly as noisy as the first one you heard
over the phone when you called me. How about you? Were you
really lonely? Did the girls miss me?"
"It was lonely, but it was only for a few days. Of course, the
girls missed you. They had very little to do and entertaining
their father is not a lot of fun for 19-year old girls."
"Women, Darling."
"What?"
"19-year old women, Darling. I think their girl days are long
gone."
"You're probably right. Sort of sad, don't you think?"
"Sad? No, I don't think so. I'm sure Maha and Maryam will
enjoy being women much more than they ever enjoyed being girls."
Jawad thought about Saturday night for awhile and then
remarked, "You may be right... you just may be right."
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