After I covered my husband Aslam went to the place where his lungi was lying and facing me he wrapped his lungi before showing his Muslim dick for one last time. I followed him back to the hall and asked him to come to the dining table for dinner. I didn’t wore the chunni back. I was exposing my fair skin below my blouse and my beautiful navel and waist. He sat in the place where my husband usually sits and I started serving him mutton biryani and chicken curry. I could not look into his eyes as I was feeling shy to face him and He asked me Sneha why you are not eating dinner? I told Aslam Ji I will not in night. I will eat only fruits in the night and I had them already. He immediately told that’s why you look very beautiful Sneha, (He started calling me directly Sneha instead of madam and Ji).Now I got to know your beauty secret and since we eat beef we became black. You Hindu girls eats fruits that’s why you look very good and you maintain your body well. But eating beef will have its own benefits. Aslam was laughing at his own joke. I was standing near him with the bowl in my hand and Aslam can see my tummy and navel. He was seeing my tummy and boobs over my blouse. I couldn’t see him in face as I could not come out of the embarrassment and the image of his huge Black Muslim dick was not moving out from my mind.
As I was looking down Aslam was getting more and more confident and was looking like eating me along with biryani. I wanted to divert his looks so I asked him Aslam where is your family? He told his wife died 15 years back and he has a daughter who was married 1 year back. I felt bad for him. So out of curiosity I asked him why he didn’t marry again. He told if he marries again what will happen to his daughter, that’s why I never saw any other girl and I was all alone for last 15 years and never met any girl after my wife. (Aslam was saying them intentionally to gain sympathy of Sneha) Madam I am sorry for what happened in bedroom. I could not control my dick. You look so beautiful and it’s been 15 years I saw a women so my dick ditched me and raised involuntarily. I know it was embarrassing for you but what can I do you look gorgeous in this saree and remind me of my wife. My wife was also like you but she looked dark. Aslam was making Sneha feel pity for Aslam and showing that this was all her mistake (he was using bad words intentionally just to excite Sneha).
I asked him how his wife looked like he told his wife was innocent and she was of your madam not slim and not fat she looked like you and she was dusky in color her boobs are smaller when we married but became big after marriage and same with her ass madam, she loved me very much and I also loved her very much. Most of the times I skipped duty and I used to fuck her whole day. my company dismissed me for not coming regularly but still she did not say nything she used to say I dont want anything else if you make love to me like this. she never used to go her parents home also. but god took her and saying ths Aslam acted emotional and started crying. Sneha felt bad for him and held his head to make him calm but Aslam has other intentions he hugged her from her waist and kept his head on her tummy and started crying. Sneha who was feeling bad for Aslam couldn’t move his head away and strangely touch of a low class worker on her body was making her excited. Aslam pulled Sneha towards him and made him turn facing him and was keeping his head directly above her navel. Aslam’s hot breath on her navel was making her even more excited and the image of dick was making he pussy wet. Suddenly she realised that Aslam’s lips were touching his navel and came to realisation and pushed him away and moved far from him.
Aslam realised he is trying to advance too fast so he immediately told sorry to Sneha.
Sneha describing about my wife made me senti-mental and your presence was reminding me of her and for a moment I thought you were her and I couldn’t control and kissed your navel. Your skin feels just like hers so soft and smooth. You know madam yours even better you have no hair on your body and my wife is not like that she never went to a beauty parlour but you skin is so smooth madam. Your husband is very lucky to get a wife like you. You are beautiful understanding and you maintain yourself very well and you smell really nice and you feel so soft just like a doll. The moment he said smell I remembered my poor husband who gave scented bath oils just to smell good for Aslam just like a wimp and Aslam like a man has smelled me and praising me. The praises from a low class man are kind of exciting for me and I was feeling bad that my husband never spokes to me like that and he wants me to fuck someone else for his pleasure and here Aslam, a black widower, a low class driver sitting his owner’s house and praising his young beautiful wife of his owner after kissing her beautiful navel. Sneha was thinking that a driver almost lost his job for his wife and spent time with her and my wimp husband here wants me to fuck a low class driver for his pleasure
Sneha couldn’t shout
anything because she was the one who bought the topic of his wife. Aslam cleverly
diverted the topic asking about her husband Sir is very lucky madam and I think
you guys enjoy very much in the night while I sleep alone in my home. Sneha
said not everyone is like you Aslam, Ruchit is very busy with his work and
doesn’t have time for me. What kind of a husband he is Sneha. If I got a wife
like you and this much of money I would have stayed only in home and will make
love to you all day long. Sneha felt
good listening words even though he was saying he will fuck her all day long.
Meanwhile Ruchit was hiding behind the door and was fapping his dick listening
to Aslam words that he will fuck Sneha all day long. Once he finished dinner
Aslam went and sat in sofa while I was cleaning the dining table. Later I asked
him to sleep in the bedroom and told him I will sleep in guest room and showed
him our bedroom. I went in and found my husband Ruchit holding his dick in his
hand and was anticipating that I will join Aslam in our bedroom. The moment I saw
in bedroom like that I decided my husband is a wimp and cannot do anything
expect to get pleasure from seeing his wife fucked by someone else. He asked me
why didn’t you go and sleep along with Aslam. I just went near him and looked
into his eye and held his dick in my hand I just wanted to see my wimp husband
once and tell him that I am going to get fucked by a large dick and after that
I may never feel my husband pathetic dick inside my pussy and only thing he can
do is ouch himself with his hand while watching his beautiful wife fucked by
his driver. Saying this I pinched his cock strongly and left from the room. I knocked
my bedroom where Aslam was sleeping and Aslam opened the door. He was surprised to see me at this point of
time. I told him my husband is snoring loudly so I couldn’t sleep in there so I
came here. “Ohhh…” Aslam gave an exclamation. I just asked him do
you mind if I share the room with you. He told absolutely no problem this is
your house, I will sleep in the hall. Immediately told no problem Aslam you can
sleep in the bedroom itself or else my husband will feel bad knowing that guest
slept outside in hall and you know there is no ac in hall how will you sleep.
So please sleep inside or else I will be forced to go back to guest room and
spoil my sleep whole night. He told okay Sneha whatever you say, so he went and
sat on bed.
I left the door partially open and went sat near the dressing table and started applying my night cream and Aslam was staring at me and following my hands where ever they go. I moved my pallu to side and applied cream on my waist and the looked at Aslam and asked can you help me applying cream on my back. Aslam was shocked at the question but then realised the golden opportunity I presented before him and his eyes sparked for a minute and there was a naughty smile on his face and said okay Sneha. I went near him and handed him over the cream box and laid on my stomach beside him on bed. My entire back was visible to him with just strings tied on my back. I moved my hair frontwards to present Aslam an unobstructed view of my sexy back and Aslam couldn’t believe what he was seeing and could not move his hands, I waited for a minute and said are you only going to watch or will you do something? I asked him a naughty way. Aslam came back from his dream and realised it’s not a dream and his dream girl is lying in front of him semi-nude showing he smooth shining skin to Aslam. Aslam I will do it Sneha. I have lot of experience in this. Every day I used to do it for my wife and she used to enjoy it a lot. Saying this Aslam took handful of cream and applied below the strings. Aslam’s rough hands made me shiver when he touched my back, Aslam slowly applied cream on my lower back till my lehenga, and He moved his hands slowly feeling the smoothness of my skin while I was enjoying the hard and rough Aslam hands on my smooth skin.
After applying on my lower back Aslam took some more cream in his hands and started waiting, I waited for 1 min and turned back and asked him what happened, Aslam questioningly asked me that the blouse strings are coming in the way to apply the cream, I understood his intention and told him and told him, you can remove them if you want. Aslam was on cloud nine and immediately removed my blouse strings and blouse has straps have fallen on the sides and my boob’s side portion is visible to Aslam. Aslam started applying cream on my upper back then moved to my shoulders and near to my underarms and moved down towards waist touching the sides of my boobs His touch ran riots inside me and I had goose bumps when he ran his rough hands on my puffy boobs. Aslam was enjoying rubbing his smooth hands above my skin. Sneha Should I write the cream on your neck also. Ha Aslam that would be really helpful. Saying that I turned towards front side and held my untied jackets against my boobs. Aslam was scanning my upper body and my fair skin exposed under my loosely held skin. His eyes was filled with lust looking at my exposed body He took some more cream and started just below my chin and started moving towards the shoulders. He was stretching and touching his chest on my body while applying cream on my hand. He moved his hands to other side of my shoulder and ran it down my smooth hands. He took some more cream and looked into my eye lustily and slowly lowered his eyes onto my navel and gave small pinch near my navel and a small moan escaped through my mouth. Aslam knows I was excited with the touches, he upped his game this time he applied his cream more roughly playing with my sensitive skin and sometimes pinching and sometimes pressing my waist. His hands slowly started moving up touching the base of my boobs. His touches were giving so much pleasure that I started moaning in pleasure and my eyes were closed partially in pleasure. Aslam can feel the waves of pleasure he is generating inside me with every touch on my boobs and navel. With every time he reached my boob he is occupying more and more untouched portion previously and I was enjoying the sensations caused by his rough hands. Aslam took more cream and this time he directly attacked my boobs under my blouse. He could feel my sensitive nipples standing proudly in excitement and Aslam rough hands were pressing my milky boobs like a horn. Aslam could feel the tightness of my boobs and he was enjoying every bit of it. Aslam was enjoying pressing his owner’s young wife boobs in his bed room. Aslam took my nipples in his fingers and was pulling them. it was giving me waves of pain and pleasure and was arching my body towards Aslam. Aslam taking advantage of the situation just pulled my blouse from chest leaving my upper body nude in front of him. I was not expecting this and covered my boobs with my hand. Aslam looked into my eyes and told let me apply cream properly. No Aslam it’s enough please give me back my blouse. Outside the door Ruchit was enjoying the sight of his 22 year old wife begging for blouse from an 55 year old Muslim in their bed room. Aslam please give it back. Sneha madam I cannot stop things in between please let me complete saying this he kept his hands on my hands and started removing them from my body and my body was paralysed even though my mind wanted me to stop this. He easily removed my hands and kept them on back of my head. Only other person who can stop this was my husband Ruchit, who is just standing outside my door peeping into bedroom watching his wife getting undressed by a driver and uselessly fapping his tiny dick enjoying the act by this cheap driver. Aslam looked at my milky boobs lustily and pinched each of my pink nipples just looking into my eye. He then brought his mouth on to my left boob and licked the nipple with his tongue while his left hand he pressed my right boob hard. He removed the hands from my hands and felt the stiffness of my young boobs and looked at my poking pink nipples. He was mesmerised at the beauty of my fair boobs with pink nipples. He wouldn’t have seen such a beauty in his entire life nude. He just looked at my nude upper body and there was pure lust in his eyes. Aslam climbed on to me with one leg on my right and other leg on to my left, my hands were above my head and I could feel his dick touching my navel under his lungi (long cloth used by male wrapped around their waist during night). He bent forward keeping his weight on my young body and his lips were approaching mine to kiss my juicy lips while his strong body was crushing my young boobs. His body was smelling and his mouth approached near me the smell of gutkha and cigarette filled my nostrils and I moved my face away. Aslam planted a kiss on my cheeks. That was the first time his black lips made contact with my body. I had goose bumps all over my body when his lips made contact with my smooth skin. He started kissing my face enjoying every millimetre of it and he ran his tongue on my ears and my dimple. His actions were creating new sensations in my body and involuntarily my face turned towards him and Aslam was quick to grab the situation and placed his black lips on my juicy pink lips and gave it a nice smooch tasting my nectar from my juicy lips. After a short kiss he brought his face up and told Sneha ji your lips are so sweet and juicy. Those are the juiciest and sweetest lips I have tasted ever. Saying this Aslam again started kissing my lips. The way Aslam was praising me felt so well and my body was supporting to him involuntarily. Even with his bad breath the kiss felt more pleasure than my husband’s and I opened my lips to allow Aslam to insert his tongue inside my mouth and taste the inner juices of mouth. I wanted Aslam to explore more and more and praise me. Outside the door Ruchit was stealing glances of what’s happening inside and I could see the shadow moving and his hand at his dick looking at his trophy wife kissing a low class Muslim driver in the marital bed where she lost her virginity to him. I was slowly loosing respect for Ruchit. Aslam continued kissing me and we exchanged saliva and tasted the fluids of each other and kiss lasted for solid 15 minutes and Aslam sucked the juice out of my lips. Aslam had a kind of satisfied look after kissing me and his eyes were looking directly into my eyes and I felt shy and lowered my gaze. His eyes went down slowly from my face to my round perky boobs that are standing tall with pride in nude condition inviting Aslam to play with them. Aslam has accepted the request of smooth round sexy boobs and placed both his rough hands on my smooth skin. His hands were very firm and rough unlike Ruchit’s and Aslam gave my boobs a hard press as if trying to bend their pride.
Ruchit never handled them like that. His rough handling of my boobs was creating me both pain and pleasure and I was not able to control my moan and it escaped through my mouth and little aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh echoed through my mouth. Ruchit could have heard it clearly his Hindu wife moaning for a Musim Man Aslam. Aslam was encouraged with the moan and bought his mouth towards my boobs while his body was moving down towards my vagina. He positioned himself in such a way that his big cock was touching me directly on my pussy above my lehenga. His Muslim dick was so hard and strong that I could feel it touching my pussy lips over my lehenga, while my pathetic husband dick cannot insert in my naked pussy with his weak dick and I need to help him to guide his small and weak dick inside my smooth wet pussy.