Fucking Nafis’s Husbands Ass

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Fucking Nafis’s Husbands AssThe short walk next door with Steph proved to be uneventful, even in her 6-inch heels. Steph substituting for the wife, who was away working in the US, decided to take the opportunity to show off her ample charms in a very tight PVC dress which formed a second skin over hers. The extremely tight and short Red PVC dress, which took 2 of us to help her get into needed to be pulled down every second step before it rode up past her bum cheeks.. The minimum of material, showing ample cleavage and just long enough to cover her ass, was so tight, underwear wasn’t an option. Her nipples were standing to attention pushing out the thin material, her long fingernails and toes perfectly manicured and coloured the same as her lips red as the dress. Blond hair “up” showed her face to the best, a 5K a night whore, who made dead men cum (her words) out socialising for the afternoon.Holding on to me we weaved through the cars in the drive we waited for the door to be opened. The invitation received a month or so ago was to celebrate the neighbours birthday. The Paki Slut had reached a milestone and wanted to share with friends and family. Both of us stood at the door, wondering if the bell had worked, I could smell her perfume mixed with a hint of cunt. I looked over her heavy bosom moved in time with her breathing, her tits pushed up by the dress. She smiled and said, “how’s your cock, stiff yet dirty fucker”.The door opened, Nafis’s husband lower jaw almost hit the floor, I broke the silence by apologising for being late, joking I needed to find a substitute for the wife. Introducing Steph, he stepped back and called Nafis. Greeted we walked through the house to the kitchen, attached to the back of the house was a Marquee, doubling the downstairs space. Following Nafis, I could catch the smell of her and like the first time; my cock twitched as I remember how good fucking her was. Nafis offered a drink from a tray held by a white k** in waiters dress. “No Alcohol,” she said, “no worries Steph and I, we had a couple before we left next door” I said. This is my mother said Nafis, to an older version of herself, the woman politely asked Steph who she was, and with Steph explaining that she was the paid help, the mother slipped an arm under Steph’s and said tell me more as they walked away. I kept with the hosts, the husband explaining what he did in a very expansive way, claiming the credit for building his father-laws already successful business into the global spice importer it was. In explaining where the wife was I announced I had sold the house and was in the process of refurbishing a larger property 5 miles away, Nafis expressed her disappointment and then excused herself to join another group. “Come with me” the husband said. I followed him into what looked like a home office. Opening a cupboard, he pulled out a bottle of whisky and 2 glasses and asked if I wanted one. Sure why not I said, he handed me a glass and offered his congratulations and his own disappointment at the news. Continuing he asked about the new neighbours, and before I could answer, he suggested they would not be as entertaining as we were. Entertaining I questioned. Yes he said, I caught Nafis looking over your yard one night, and she confessed that when I was away on business, she would look at the goings on and please herself, missing my man stick, the husband laughed at his own joke “I didn’t realise you could see over the garden” I lied but apologised anyway. “No need he said as he filled his glass again, I admire your open lifestyle, its difficult for us, different circumstances etc. But I travel and get to indulge when aboard if you know what I mean”. “I understand” I said. He lifted his glass in a salute, and thanked me for bringing Steph so he could see her up close, it was a shame the older woman was not here as well, as he confessed he found her even larger ample charms to be very attractive. “Ah I know whom you mean Maybe I can arrange for you to meet before we go” I said.Really, I would be most grateful, I import all manner of things from Pakistan, perhaps we could do some business”. He said “I don’t I need industrial quantities of spice,” I said. “No, I import other things” Nafis husband stated, more recreational. The door opened and stopped the conversation, “WHAT” barked the husband “can’t you see I busy”. Nafis stood in the doorway and apologised to her husband and then looked at me and asked if I would intervene with Steph who had moved on to tease the young guys playing pool, much to their mothers and girlfriends anguish“Winning Steph”, I said, “Always” Steph said. Leaning over the table, the guys one side got the view of her cleavage while those behind her could see a bum crack and gash if viewed from the right angle. Which many were trying to get to! Perhaps we should step outside for a moment and let the boys get on. At least 3 of the guys had clearly tent poles in their pants; the girlfriends were giving them an ear bashing all of which was music to Steph. Nafis mother didn’t seem at all bothered and induced us to her sister.An hour or so later we walked back; I told Steph about the husband and what he had seen. Dirty bugger we should charge him. Part 2Turning into the driveway, the lounge shutters still open meant we could both see that the TV in the lounge room was on, 60 inches of South Koreas finest and it was showing a room full of people fucking. Both of us looked in through the window, and we laughed. The mother in Law lying on the sofa, wearing a T and nothing else, legs wide apart her left hand fingering her gash while smoking one of my Corona Gorda cigars. She fucking smoking in the lounge I said to Steph and opened the bursa escort front door, from the lobby I said “What the fuck?” MIL looked up and said “I got bored and my clit ring is making me horny all the time, I thought you would be gone longer given she gives you a stiffy just being in the same room.”“Your smoking in the house” I said. “What’s the problem in a few months your be living elsewhere”. Said MIL Steph getting 2 glasses poured big serves and told me to forget it, and how typical, two horny women and the mans worried about some smoke. Sitting on the other side of the sofa, Steph asked how the clit ring was. I’m thinking this was a big mistake, pulling at the 1-carat diamond ring piercing the clit hood, made her gasp a little and say the little buggers always out and I can’t stop wanking. “It should settle down in a while” Steph said and flicked the ring, making her flinch. “You bitch” MIL said and took the glass off Steph who in turn took the cigar and sucked hard. “What made you get it done anyway” I asked, “I’m going through a middle to end of life crisis” she replied. “Not enough cock she needs more” said Steph. “You could have borrowed one of your daughter’s rubber cocks” I said. “I prefer the real thing” said MIL “Perhaps I need to hook you up elsewhere” said Steph. “Why I said I’ve got the best cock; you will ever have” I said half hoping they would agree. “Dream on” said Steph, “maybe the best cock in this road”, “Nah” said MIL “not even in this house”, “what!!” I said. “Well, there is the dog” finished MIL. “Charming I’m going to lock the cigars and the drinks away if your not careful” I said and filled the glasses “and anyway you have an admirer from next door”, “Nafis?” said MIL, “Nah her husband “said Steph, “he’s been watching and wanking over your tits”. “Thank fuck your moving” said MIL “I said you might be up for a party” I added.. “What?” said MIL looking at Steph. “Well, its another cock” said Steph. “Jesus that’s true do you think its bigger than the son in laws?”, “doubt it Nafis prefers your SIL’s still her husbands might be too big maybe that’s the reason”. Said StephMy cock was pushing against my trousers as I got up to refill the glasses while taking Steph had replaced MIL hand in Mil’s gash and had positioned herself, so one of her own legs crossed MIL’s to allow her own legs to open wide. The red PVC dress rode up, and her other hand’s fingers were in her own naked gash. As the blood red fingernails disappeared into her cunt, Steph increased the number of fingers in MIL’s gash. “Get your cock out” said Steph, as MIL removed the T covering her large balls of silicone filled flesh stuck to her chest. Reaching over MIL pulled at the zip on the back of the Steph’s dress, and it parted in 2 allowing Steph in 2 moves to be naked as well. MIL reached over and pulled me to her by my cock and kissed the purple knob end, wanking it slowly she sucked on my cock and pulled it down her throat. MIL worked my cock while Stephs fingers spread her cunt lips and poked fingers in and out of her moist hole,she rubbed MIL’s clit with her thumb making her squeal as she climaxed. Moving round Steph knelt in front of MIL’s gash and tongue-lashed the slit, lapping up the sticky fluid.Reaching down my fingers just about made Steph ass crack, running a hand between the mounds of flesh, feeling the warmth of her ass hole I pressed a finger against the hole and it entered up to the first knuckle. MIL had extracted my cock from her mouth and was licking the underside of the shaft down to my ball sack. Lifting off from MIL’s slit, Steph joined MIL at my cock making it easier for me to push a second finger deeper into her asscunt, the smooth walls grabbing my fingers. Both mouths working on my fat stiff dick made it harder, the bell end shiny, leaking pre-cum. The girls kissed passionately around my cock, Steph again moved behind me this time, making me extract my fingers which MIL sucked on cleaning any residue from them before I poked her cunt with 2 of them. Steph knelling spread my ass, and ran her tongue along the crack, stopping at the bum hole to spit at the entrance. Pushing her face deeper into my crack I could feel her tongue probing my hole, forcing its way into my bowels. MIL bucked on my fingers and climaxed, pulling at my cock hard and sucking my bollocks. I felt a finger probing my asshole and then push the hole open as it entered. More pre-cum was sucked off my knob end by MIL.I ran my fingers wet with MIL’s sticky gash juice up her belly and pinched a nipple. I pushed Steph away and knelt between MIL’s thighs her sex wet and smelt ready to be fucked. She pulled her cunt lips apart showing me her pick moist holeI pointed my hard thick veiny cock at the hole between her legs and pushed in my cock halfway, adjusting her position MIL took all of my cock in the next movement, I could feel the top of her cervix rubbing my knob head, the walls of her cunt giving way gripping my cock shaft tightly. I half withdrew, I could see my cock covered in her cunt slime I pushed it back in and started a rhythmic pumping in and out, my ball sack banging against her ass crack each time I reached the top. MILs long fingers held my hips pulling me in as far as I could.Steph climbed over the face of MIL and sat her gash over MIL’s face, whose greedy tongue extended and poked Steph’s cunt hole. Using me to balance Steph leant forward and kissed my face and stuck the tongue that had been probing my ass hole into my mouth. MIL climaxed just before Steph, Steph’s heavy hanger tits swinging and slapping together as MIL tongue poked her gash hole.I pushed and ground my cock into MIL’s cunt; her legs lifted to ease entrance to her hole. I escort bursa squeezed and pulled at Steph’s large hanging firm tits as she pressed her mouth against mine. MIL climaxed and pressed her face against Steph’s gash, in turn drinking Steph’s cunt juice and sucking on her clit. The diamond ring in MIL’s clit hood poked my belly each time I pushed my cock to the hilt. Pumping her cunt with my cock, long and hard made her climax again, I could feel her cunt covering my cock and bollocks with her juice. Steph climaxed and then lifted off MIL and laid next to her, MIL pulled me into her hot cunt and kissed me, her face wet with Steph’s cum, rubbed over mine, she pushed her cunt tasting tongue into my mouth before laying back down and closing her legs around my back.Steph sucked on MIL’s ball-shaped tits and fingered the clit hood, MIL gasped and rode my cock, pushing herself on to the shaft and squeezing her cunt muscles to hold it as tight as she could. “CUM you Fuck”, MIL said, “fill me with your hot jizz”. “Bitch” I said, trying to hold my climax back, Steph reached down and cupped my balls making me pump that cunt harder until my knob sprayed jizz into MIL’s cunt. “AHHH” MIL said, as Steph kissed her and then me in turn.Extracting my knob from the hot cunt, Steph grabbed the slimy pole and squeezed the last drop of jizz from the knob end onto her hand which she licked up, and then kissed MIL again. I stepped away as Steph re-positioned herself in front of MIL’s cunt and lapped at the swollen pink hole sucking up the cunt juice and jizz mixture. Sitting back down in a chair across from the two girls I reflected for a moment on what sites this room and furniture had been witness too as the girls held each other before Steph getting up poured 3 glasses and handed them out.Part 3 The next 3-4 weeks were busy for me, the building works, the organisation of the packing, the daily lists of things the wife wanted in the new house which seemed to get more and more expensive. Fuck the bathrooms were bigger than my first flat. Nafis husband had caught me one morning and asked if I could still organise a meet, Yes I said I think so. Great, Nafis would be at her mother’s overnight later this week. Short notice I said, but I would see what I could do. Exchanging numbers, he left me to it. MIL seemed reluctant at first, but came back with an evening, Steph wasn’t available, so it would be just the three of us. I got snacks and a decent scotch organised, MIL dressed seductively in black and white, her silicone filled tits separating the buttons on her blouse, the black hold-ups just visible below the skirt helm line. The husband arrived and sat next to MIL, whom I could tell was immediately put off by his manner and behaviour. The standard 2 fingers of very good scotch in a very expensive cut crystal glass was greeted by, fill it up buddy, didn’t help with my mood either. He had told us how well he was doing and how badly Nafis treated him especially in the bedroom, 2 glasses in, he produced from his jacket a tab of powder and declared that this was what he really imported. Afghans finest, he proclaimed and poured the powder on to the coffee table, cutting and slicing into 3 piles he worked the centre pile into strips and taking a gold tube from his other pocket inhaled 3 strips. Leaning back in the chair, he closed his eyes.MIL and I looked at each other, and before we could say anything, the husband leant forward and started slicing the 2nd pile and inhaled that as well. “Jesus”, I said “slow down2, as he swallowed the glass of scotch. The remaining pile of powder, still a good measure by any standards sat on the table as MIL, and I wondered what to do. The husband continued to berate Nafis and womenkind in general and then proceeded to tell us about his travels to Pakistan and how great it was to be rich in the poorest country. Able to buy anything for his pleasure, girls boys whatever took his fancy. MIL was taking exception to this bullshit, and I suggested he was not going to get very far if he didn’t have some respect. To which he started to imply that what he had seen happening in the yard was because I had some hold over the participants. I suggested that wasn’t the case and that MIL was here because she thought it would be fun. He stood, I can be fun, look at the fun I have brought, bending over he bumped into the table which sent the powder flying, don’t worry he said I have some more. I think its time for you to go I said. “NO NO,” said MIL “let’s see where this goes; maybe it will be fun”. She reached up and ran a hand over the PAKI dickheads groin, “Really” I said. “Sure give the man another drink,” said MIL. As I poured another 2 fingers, instead of sitting down, he proceeded to strip much to the amusement of MIL’s who sat back and watched the show. “I’ve been thinking about you all day,” said the husband to MIL.MIL sat back, with a glass in one hand and said tell me about it and show me how much you thought about me as she undid a button on her blouse. Jacket and shirt off the PAKI dickhead danced in front of MIL. Her hand reached up and pulled down his zipper, the dickhead undid his belt and dropped his trousers and pants and exposed himself to her, his 5-inch small dick poking out under a flabby belly. What do you think of this magnificent manhood the husband said. Stopping herself from laughing MIL reached up and pulled back the foreskin, a rope of jizz splat from the bell end and landed on her skirt. It’s OK the husband said, I can do this again. “What the fuck,” said MIL, “that’s a 200 GBP skirt you worthless piece of shit “barked MIL,”I’m going to make you pay for that”. “Ah, don’t be like that,” said the dickhead. “Finish bursa escort bayan getting undressed” MIL ranted “unless you want to leave now”. Standing she moved pass me saying I will be back, running her hand on my shoulder as she was leaving us, MIL smiled at me. I slipped my scotch as the Paki Sluts husband sat bear arsed on the sofa, pulling his trousers off. Him saying sorry for the tenth time.MIL came back in, she had removed her blouse and skirt, and if she had been wearing any knickers, those had gone as well. The husband’s mouth was open, her naked gash with the hood ring was in clear view, I could smell her sex as she walked past me. In her hand was a bag, I recognised from the wife’s toy room. Reaching into the bag MIL placed 3 small bottles on the table before I could say anything, Nafis husband picked one up and unscrewed the lid and looked inside. “What’s this,” he asked as the popper filled his nostrils, the calming effect was immediate, and he felt back in a relaxed state. MIL removed cuffs and a restaining bar from the bag and swiftly restrained the dickhead, the bar spreading the knees.MIL then remove a strap-on from the bag, the black leather harness was one I recognised, the flesh coloured dildo fitted was 8 long thick veiny inches which I knew from experience was MIL’s favourite. “What the fuck” Nafis Husband said, trying to gain some composure. “I going to fuck this bullshit out of you,” said MIL, “you will love it you pathetic cunt”. Doing up the strap-on, I watched as MIL unscrewed another popper and held it under his nose.Turn over barked MIL’s and pushed his head to one side. The PAKI husband resisted but turned over as MIL stapped him across the face. Turn over she barked again and lift up your arse. I had not realised before, but she had latex gloves on, getting him to assume the doggy position, MIL pulled at his ball sack, the poor sod looked at me as I slipped the scotch and lit a cigar. MIL removed a tube from the bag and ran a line of lube up the shaft of the rubber cock, “forgive me” Nafis’s husband pleaded “I think you need a lesson” she said as the bell end of the rubber cock split the PAKI husbands arsehole open. The bitch pushed it in, he bit the cushion material as the length of rubber entered his asshole. The PAKI dickhead screamed as I watched and said Jesus under my breath as MIL started to fuck him hard, the rubber cock forcing its way in and out, the PAKI sluts husband crying and gripping the cushions as MIL rhythmic pounding of his ass got faster. Mil looked at me and said, what the fuck are you looking at, get a camera I want pictures of this cunts humiliation, finding a phone I started to record the fucking, I panned across his body to his ass and focused on the dildo sliding in and out of a once tight hole. The sight was making my cock stiff, MIL heavy tits bouncing on her chest, ploughing his ass reminded me of the times I had been in that position.MIL sweating was telling the PAKI dickhead how much she was enjoying destroying his ass hole and would fuck him till she dropped. She pulled at his bollocks and limp dick, he grunted and squealed as her pounding got faster. MIL looked at me and grunted her own climax. Leaning back the dildo slid out from his ass. MIL stood and took a refilled glass from the table. The PAKI dickhead relaxed, tears down his face.“I could do with a fuck,” said MIL to me, “Don’t fancy the PAKI,” I said, “Fuck the PAKI his knob’s pathetic. I can see your cock is stiff, get it out, said MIL . Unclipping the strap-on, MIL sat in front of the PAKI and spread her legs exposing her wet cunt gash. Dropping my trousers, I knelt between her thighs and pushed my fat knob into her hot hole. As I pumped her hole hard MIL grabbed the PAKI by the hair and said Don’t be shy watch a fat dick fucking my cunt properly and made sure he focused on her slit and my cock sliding in and out. She started to take pictures making sure his face was in focus.MIL climax but made sure the PAKI could see the pleasure on her face, “Think you could fuck this cunt as well pencil dick” said MIL, “I don’t think so, but I bet my partner here can fuck your ass as well as I can”. Surprised at the way the conversation was going, I stopped fucking MIL, the PAKI moved away as best he could, but MIL had him held first by the hair and then his cock and ball sack. “Assume the position PAKI cunt,” said MIL and his ass pointed upwards. Finding a condom, I stretched it over my knob; “good idea” said MIL, “God only knows what he’s got from those street whores in Pakistan”. MIL’s pounding of his hole had stretched it, and it was still gaped open. My cock slide in until by bollocks slapped against his. The PAKI dickhead grunted as I started to pound his asshole. MIL picked up the camera and filmed the action standing next to me. She goaded the PAKI dickhead and ran a finger down my ass crack and into my ass hole. Fuck him she kept saying as my cock slid in and out. “Cum for your mother in law” MIL said and kissed my mouth poking her long tongue down my throat. I pushed my knob in one last time and my cock splat jizz into the latex rubber bag, withdrawing my cock I removed the condom and squeezed the jizz over his ass crack into the PAKI’s still open asshole. “Fuck that felt good,” said MIL, “holding the PAKi’s head up “hope you enjoyed it, now perhaps you will have some respect for women, and if you don’t, I’ll send the vids to your wife. “Now when I undo the cuffs and restraints, I want you to dress and get the fuck out of here. Otherwise, the dog will fuck you”.Nothing more said, the PAKI dickhead left, after apologising about his behaviour and hoped the vids would not go further. As I walked back into the room, MIL stood and poured 2 more glasses and lit a cigar. “Not the way I expected the evening to go said MIL but enjoyable all the same. Shall we watch some porn, while you lick my gash” asked MIL? “Sure,” I said it’s the least I could do.

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