My vacation with the Khan family
Wohi Wohanvi
Part I
Rich, spoilt and good-looking, Abid Khan was popular in our class; the first year of college. He was always nice to me and we often spent time together. He was 18, but looked older because of his big frame and a sportsman's body. In comparison, I looked younger than my 17 years; slim, narrow waisted and light skinned with a mob of black hair. Some thought I was still in school.
A few days before the end of the term he invited me to spend a week with his family at his home which was in a small town about 70 kilometres away. His father was sending a car to fetch him so I would travel with him. My family had no objections and I packed, taking my bathing trunks; Abid had told me they had a swimming pool.
We reached his house well before lunch time. It was a large, old, double storied house with a well kept formal garden and many shady trees. Two other cars parked outside the porch. A servant took our bags and we were taken to the family room. Abid introduced me to his father, who was about 50 with salt and pepper hair and clipped moustaches. He was sitting in the reception area reading a newspaper. He gave me a warm smile and patted me affectionately on my shoulder. His face full of strength and character and he was dressed casually but elegantly in a dark shirt and fawn coloured trousers. He told me to call him uncle.
We made small talk and learnt that Abid's older brother was coming the same evening. Abid didn't respond with any enthusiasm. Abid's father suggested that I was shown my room. Abid led me and we climbed the stairs. The house was really big and I was to stay in one of the many guest rooms. Abid showed me into the room that had a high ceiling and a window overlooking the back garden with a swimming pool. I had my own bathroom.
Abid told me his mother had died about 5 years ago and his father had not remarried. He seemed to be really fond of his father but was dismissive about his older brother for some reason. He then came near me and put his arms around my waist and said, "I wanted you to have a single room and not share mine. My room has no privacy and is close to my aunt's room and the kitchen. Here I can visit you late night and no one will know."
He made the reason for visiting my room clear by hugging me tight and kissing me full on my lips. His lower body was pressing against mine suggestively and I could feel his hardness. I can't say I was totally surprised. For some time I was receiving s signals from him but there hasn't been any opportunity to make sure or do something about it.
Despite my appearance, I wasn't inexperienced in sexual matters. A year ago, my stepfather's cousin came to stay with us for three months. We shared a room and the third night I lost my virginity to him. He used to screw me almost every night, sometimes more than once, in every possible way. He was a passionate lover and I learnt many things from him. I still missed him and Abid's kiss brought back all last year's memories and I was excited at the thought of having sex again.
I pretended to be shocked by Abid's advance and protested weakly. Abid wasn't at all discouraged by this and continued, kissing me harder and leading me towards the high double bed. Soon he was lying on top of me, opening the buttons of my shirt and unbuckling his jeans, kissing me all the time passionately. I soon realized he too wasn't a novice and felt a little reassured. I started to respond. He exuded a clean and masculine fragrance. His body was strong and hard.
Naked, he got up and bolted the door. He also drew the curtains on the window that made the room look intimate and pleasantly dark. He returned to the bed, his phallus hard, pointing towards me. There was nothing boyish about his gym toned body. His chest was broad, stomach flat, both covered with hair. The hair continued on his powerful and shapely thighs. Only his crotch was shaved.
I was naked and had covered myself with a sheet. Abid got into the sheet with me and hugged me. "I have wanted to do this since I first saw you. You are gorgeous", he whispered, moving his hand on my body.
He kissed me again, very hard, his tongue probing deep inside my mouth. His hands continued to play with my body and soon I was breathing hard, aroused, my cock also hard. He started nibbling one of my pink nipples, pinching the other with just the right pressure, making me moan. His mouth moved downwards and I gasped as he put his lips around my cock. My first lover had never done that. His tongue moved slowly just under the head making me moan and I spread my legs. Abid's hand moved between my legs, his fingers searching for my hole. On finding it, he wet his middle finger with saliva and slowly started to insert it in my hole.
Soon the entire finger was buried into me and a delicious current seemed to pass through me. Abid was kneeling besides me, his mouth still sucking my cock that was rock hard now. His mouth then travelled down and he replaced his finger by his warm, wet tongue that began to lick my hole. This too was a new sensation and very exciting. I was now moaning quite loudly, surprised with Abid's expertise. He obviously knew a thing or two about sex.
Abid now had me totally under his control, a toy in his hands. He understood this and continued to play with my body, using his tongue and his hands. In a while he was sitting on me, his rigid cock at my face, appearing huge. I opened my mouth and it went in. I began to suck. This was familiar and I knew what to do. It was now Abid's turn to groan with pleasure, his head thrown back, and mouth partly open. His hands clutched mine, pinning them to the bed. His powerful torso loomed over me, the thick shaft of his cock half buried in my mouth. His cock was hard as steel and thick and filled my mouth. I rolled my tongue underneath the head sending Abid into a state of ecstasy. He then took out his cock that glistened with my saliva. His eyes were glazed with desire and lust and he could barely control himself. Abid got up and fished out a tube of lubricant and a condom from the pocket of his jeans. He had come prepared for this.
He spread my legs; put lubricant with two fingers on and inside my hole, inserting the fingers deep. His sheathed phallus too glistened with lubricant. He put the head on my hole and said in a voice almost choking with desire, "Please be patient. I would try not to hurt you. Just relax."
He then pushed. I was prepared and trying not to be tense. My first lover must have told me a hundred times how to relax. I had obviously learnt well because Abid's considerably thick and long
cock started sliding into me smoothly, with just a twinge of pain. Very soon there was no pain, only the exquisite, unique sensation of being entered. There is no sensation quite like that.
Abid look triumphant at the full and effortless entry and gave me an affectionate smile. His face was covered with sweat and he looked very sexy. He started to move his hips, pushing his swollen cock in and then taking it out, the movement making me almost scream with pleasure.
The expression on the face of someone who is enjoying being fucked - a mixture of pleasure and helplessness : flushed face, lips parted, a slight frown and the eyes glazed and looking into his fucker's eyes, makes the guy in the saddle go crazy. Abid must have noticed the look of ecstasy and surrender on my face because he started to fuck me furiously. His cock seemed to have been made of steel as it pounded my pussy.
He turned me on my side and raised one of my legs opening me up, making his target more easily accessible. His cock could move in and our more smoothly as he continued to fuck. He would bury his cock up to hilt and then take it out. He could see what his cock was doing to my boy pussy and enjoying the sight. His jaw was thrust forward, the teeth clenched as he pounded. A part of my mind was registering how expertly he fucked; definitely not a novice.
The climax came abruptly and explosively; Abid began to moan more and more loudly though kept the pace unaltered. He paused briefly, his cock buried all the way and I could only guess that he had come because he didn't stop moving in and out, his cock still hard. A little later, he collapsed on me, breathing hard, obviously spent.
"Welcome home. We are going to have a great week and this will be a memorable holiday for you" , Abid whispered to me, with a smile on his face not knowing how true this was going to be in ways other than the he meant.
There were just two of us for Lunch; his father had gone to the factory. The family made pottery for last three generations. An aunt of Abid lived with them but she always ate in her room. After lunch he showed me his room which was like any rich kid's room: posters on the walls; a bed, training weights; books, shoes and clothes scattered all over and a table with books and a laptop. The room opened into a veranda and had a gauze door that couldn't be locked. One door led to his aunt's room and was kept closed. I could see why it would be awkward for him to have sex in the room even though the bed was quite large.
We took a short nap in the afternoon and then we went for a swim. The water was cool and very clear. It was a small swimming pool but well proportioned with a set of changing rooms at the far end. After the swim we went into the changing room for a shower and Abid immediately held me in his arms and started kissing me. He was instantly hard and was pressing against me. I responded but didn't think it was a good idea to continue. I was right as just at that moment, I heard voices outside.
Quickly, we parted and Abid started to adjust his hard-on inside his tiny swimming shorts, unsuccessfully. I went out to find what was happening and saw Abid's father and two other men with him standing on the side of the pool. Abid's father was wearing a robe. A servant was carrying his towel. The third person was a young man whose body language suggested he was an employee. Abid's father spotted me, waived and asked me to join him for a swim. I wanted to tell him I was through but thought he might find it rude. So I nodded and walked towards the group.
As I reached them the young man turned to look at me. "This is Abid's friend from college. Sameer works for me", Uncle Khan introduced me.
Sameer was a good-looking in a nondescript way. He was about 30, light skinned and proportionately built. He gave me a cool handshake and an equally cool look. Mentally I shrugged my shoulders and told Uncle Khan that Abid and I had already been into the pool.
"Come on, let me see if you can swim", he challenged me. He took off his bathrobe and dropped it on floor. His body was firm and in great shape with no fat visible anywhere. As if in reflex, my eyes moved to his crotch which seemed to have a nice package hidden underneath his dark red shorts. After noting all this in a second, I jumped into the pool. A moment later he joined me and started to swim the length of the pool. He was a graceful swimmer and wasn't splashing water like amateurs.
I also began swimming, trying my best to impress Uncle Khan. After doing two stretches we stopped, next to each other on the far side of the pool, panting a little.
"Not bad", he said smiling, looking into my eyes and then lowering his eyes to look at my body, especially my pink nipples. He looked back into my eyes and said once again, "Not bad".
I didn't think he was complimenting me on my swimming. And then he did something that made it clear what he meant. Pretending to adjust his trunks, he squeezed his prick suggestively that I could see clearly under the water.
My face felt hot and I immediately looked away but not before Abid's father had seen the expression in my eyes. He started to swim back. Shaken by this brief exchange, I got out of the pool and walked to join Abid and Sameer who were chatting with each other. Abid gave me a big smile. Sameer looked at me coldly. We waited till Abid's father joined us and then we went back to the house.
Dinner was lavish and all Abid's favourite dishes had been cooked. Sameer ate with us. We all joked and laughed and even Sameer thawed a little and smiled and chatted amiably with me.
It was midnight and I couldn't sleep. I always found it difficult to sleep in a new place. Abid had been with me and had just left after a vigorous fucking session lasting a long time. I was a little sore. The encounter with Abid's father had also disturbed me a little and I wasn't sure how I would handle the situation if he made a pass at me; I was sure he would. I was also curious to meet Abid's brother who would be arriving tomorrow and wondered why Abid was unenthusiastic about his only brother.
I decided to get up and go out for a walk. It was cool and very quiet. Before I reached the stairs I saw a ribbon of light under one of the closed doors. I stopped. I could hear two people talking to each other but the voices were low and I couldn't make out what was being said. For a while there was silence and then I heard sounds that were unmistakably by persons having sex. According to Abid there were no other people living in the house other than his father and his aunt. Who were these people? May be one of the servants had smuggled his girl friend into the house. I decided to find out. I looked around for a window and worked out that there ought to be one if I walked around the veranda. I tiptoed and found the room didn't have a window but had a gauzed door, like in Abid's room and that I could see into the room clearly without being seen from inside.
The sight that met my eyes was like a scene from a porn movie and took my breath away.
Sameer lay naked on a huge bed. His hands were tied to the head of the bed and he was blindfolded. His smooth white legs were open and looked obscene. His cock was hard, rising from a dark bush. His pink body was hairless. A hand was between Sameer's legs, the fingers probing his pussy. Sameer's mouth was open and he was moaning softly.
The hand belonged to Abid's father who too was naked, sitting on the bed between Sameer's legs. He was stroking his enormous hard cock with his other hand. His bush was shaved too, like his son's and other than on his chest, his muscular body was smooth. His thighs were powerful, like the rest of him.
I stood there riveted to the sight and found I was getting a hard on. My heart was pounding and my mouth had gone dry. I was anxious at the thought of being discovered but could not move.
Sameer was pushing his pelvis upwards as Khan fingered his ass, clearly enjoying himself. He was also rubbing the heels of his feet on the bed, opening them as wide as he could. He seemed to be pleading with Khan for something. I could only guess what he wanted!
Khan moved closer to Sameer and removed his hand. He raised Sameer's well shaped legs by putting his hands under the knees, bending them towards Sameer's shoulders. I could now see Sameer's dark hole clearly, between the two round smooth cheeks. And then the monstrous cock started to enter the hole as I looked. The hole stretched as the head entered slowly but easily. It was like a snake entering a hole. Sameer's mouth was open in a silent scream. Soon the entire thick and dark phallus disappeared inside. The hole seemed to be well used to be able to take a cock like this so smoothly. I wondered how often Sameer got fucked by Abid's father. All the time, as it appeared by the ease with which his hole gobbled up the entire cock. I was rock hard watching this.
I could now see Khan's powerful butt flexing its muscles as he fucked Sameer hard. He was still holding Sameer's legs and fucking deeply. Sameer was thrashing his legs and his heels were digging into the bed. After ten minutes or so, he abruptly withdrew his cock, making Sameer plead with him. He smiled and just lay on the bed, his hard cock glistening. Sameer continued to plead and then Abid's father untied Sameer who bent forward, sucking Khan's cock that filled his mouth. He sucked for a long time and then got up and straddled Khan, placing his ass just above the cock. For the second time, I watched the huge monster go in smoothly and easily up to the hilt. Sameer was still blind-folded.
Khan started raising and lowering himself, fucking Sameer hard. He held Sameer around the waist as he drilled his man-pussy. I could clearly see the thick shaft sliding in and out of Sameer's hole. Sameer was jumping up and down, his head thrown back, biting his lower lip.
I was aroused like never before. I imagined myself in Sameer's place, my hole receiving this pounding. My cock was so hard it hurt and was leaking. I began to masturbate as Abid's father continued to fuck Sameer mercilessly. After a while I started feeling a little uneasy standing there and reluctantly came away and went to my room. I was still hard and filled with excitement at what I had witnessed.
Stroking myself, I climaxed but still couldn't sleep. I kept imagining the two bodies, the big cock fucking Sameer's ass. After a lot of tossing and turning I must have slept because the next thing I knew, it was bright and sunny. I quickly got up and as I stepped out into the veranda, I saw Uncle Khan coming from the direction of the room where I had seen him last night and going down. I realized he had spent the whole night with Sameer. I started getting hard at the thought, wondering how many times he plundered Sameer's ass.
Abid called me from the garden, asking me to come down for a swim. I changed quickly and ran down. Just as I came out, I bumped into Uncle Khan who was also going for a swim.
"Careful", he held my arms with his hands and smiled, looking straight into my eyes.
"I am sorry", I blushed, looking down. I didn't dare to let him see the expression in my eyes.
"It's okay", he answered affectionately with a knowing smile on his face and let me go but after an unnecessary tight hug.
Memories of last night turned my knees to jelly. Somehow I managed to smile and we proceeded to the pool together. Abid was already swimming and his cheerful face made me feel reassured and I dived into the pool enthusiastically. Uncle Khan joined us. We swam till a servant announced that breakfast was served.
We were finishing breakfast when Abid's brother Arif arrived. He came straight into the dining room and went to his father and hugged him. He then went to Abid and ruffled his hair, calling him by his childhood name. Abid responded but not too enthusiastically. He then came to me and extended his hand, introducing himself.
"I am a friend of Abid", I introduced myself.
He sat next to me and asked the servant to bring him some tea. He was shorter than Abid, but built similarly. There was a strong family resemblance but Arif's face had more character. His eyes shone and he had a winning smile. He was also very hairy. I could see his chest hair peeping from the open necked polo shirt. I found being attracted to him. The thought that I was being fucked by someone and was interested in his father and brother made me blush.
After breakfast Abid and I went for a ride on his bike. There was hardly anything to see in the small town where most people either had mango orchards or manufactured pottery. We drove around aimlessly and then he stopped in front of a house. When I asked where we were, he smiled mischievously but didn't say anything. He went inside and came out with a key and gestured me to follow him. We climbed the stairs and he unlocked a room and invited me in.
It was a small, neat and tidy room with a bed, a small refrigerator, a TV and a table. There was a built in cupboard, locked. He asked me if I would like a beer. He opened the refrigerator and took out a bottle and poured beer into two glasses.
He explained that he rented this room for screwing men; it was not easy to take them home. The house belonged to a person who was also gay and his friend. He thought it would be exciting to have sex with me in these slightly seedy surroundings. I was immediately aroused with the idea of being treated as a "pick-up".
Abid unzipped his jeans and took out his already hard cock and stood in front of me as I sat on the bed. I began to suck him. He closed his eyes and started moving to and fro, fucking my mouth. The sound of traffic, children shouting and music blaring made me think of myself as a whore and Abid as a client.
He dropped his jeans and took off his t shirt and stood naked as I sucked him. He was very hard now and moaning; holding my head with his hand. He then sat next to me and almost tore my clothes off my body. He made me kneel in front of me, parted my cheeks and began to lick my hole. He inserted his warm and wet tongue inside and it was an incredible sensation. Soon I too was moaning, still feeling like a whore.
He opened the cupboard and took out a packet of condoms and a tube. He proceeded to put the condom on and smeared lube on his cock. He came and laid on the bed, his cock pointing towards the ceiling.
"Sit on it", he ordered and I straddled him the way I had seen Sameer do last night with Abid's father. I closed my eyes and lower myself, imagining it was uncle Khan's cock and not Abid's that was about to invade me. I felt the cock slide into me as I lowered myself slowly. Abid was groaning loudly and saying, "yeah, yeah, yessss", as his entire cock was swallowed by my pussy.
He started to fuck me from below with powerful upward thrusts. I just sat there, taking his cock in, letting it open me up. His eyes were locked with mine and the expression on my face made him go wild. He fucked hard for a while and then lowered me, supporting my shoulders with both his hands, making my back touch the bed, with his cock still inside me. He put my leg around his waist and we were now in the missionary position. He continued to fuck. I was realizing he was a seasoned lover and had a lot of experience. He lifted my legs higher to penetrate deeper and continued to fuck me with slow strokes, driving me crazy. I started stroking my own cock wanting to cum.
We both came almost simultaneously and forcefully. That we were in a sleazy little room somehow heightened the pleasure. Afterwards, we lay together, his arm around me and his heavy leg over mine. He told me how he began his sexual journey, how a servant introduced him to this and how
the servant started finding boys for him, both of them fucking the boys. He now had a network of contacts and could find men easily in various cities. In the college too, he had friends other than me.
"So I am just another fuck for him", I thought to myself, not too upset with the idea. I wasn't exactly in love with him and was hoping that I would get into his father's bed before the vacation ended.
There was a cautious knock on the door. I tensed but Abid assured me it was okay and went to the door, still naked. He had a short conversation with the person who was at the door and then turned to me with a smile on his face.
"Can I invite my friend Vishnu in? He wants to met you", Abid asked with a grin.
I stared at him disbelievingly. "Does he want me to have sex with his friend", I asked myself and then realized that indeed, that was the case. I had to make up my mind quickly and the answer that sprang to my lips was, "Sure".
Vishnu entered the room with Abid, wearing a white singlet and a blue and white cotton Indian sarong, tied around his trim waist. I lay there naked, and made no attempt to cover myself as Abid sat next to me while Vishnu sat on a chair and looked at me with dark intense eyes.
Vishnu was tall, dark skinned with a thick moustache and curly jet black hair. He had an orange mark on his forehead. He gave me dazzling smile. As he sat, the sarong parted, revealing a dark, firm thigh. The idea that this man will now fuck me as Abid watched began to excite and arouse me. But Vishnu just sat, and didn't make any move.
"I have no secrets from Vishnu and we share everything", Abid told me with a wicked grin leaving no doubt about what was going to happen. I shrugged and showed my consent by smiling at both the men. Abid got up from the bed and Vishnu came and took his place. I could see Abid getting excited. He was stroking his already semi hard cock and looking at us.
Vishnu wasted no time and untied his sarong. He didn't take off the singlet and somehow it made him look sexier to me. His cock was already hard, long but not as thick as Abid's, and was dark with a purple head. He had a thick bush of very black hair. He placed his large cool hands on my pink nipples and squeezed them till I gasped. He then opened my legs and buried his face in my crotch, licking me with his tongue. I opened my legs wide and he found my pussy and began licking it.
Abid could not resist joining us and sat on the floor next to us, lifting one of my legs, making my hole more accessible to Vishnu's tongue. Vishnu's tongue continued to probe my boy pussy as Abid looked on, his eyes glazed with desire.
Vishnu didn't waste much time with foreplay. He let Abid put a condom on his cock and then smear it with lubricant. Abid also inserted two of his fingers inside me and lubricated me. The two men were treating me as an object, to be used. Vishnu sat between my legs and Abid put my legs on Vishnu's shoulders, making my pussy an easy target for Vishnu's attack. He then took Vishnu's cock in his hand and rubbed it on my hole, watching intently. He was breathing hard and his eyes were glued to Vishnu's cock that was bobbing up and down.
Vishnu placed the head of his sheathed cock on my entrance and pushed. I felt it enter and along with it the wonderful sensation of a cock sliding into me. The cock felt really huge inside me and stretched the passage to its fullest.
"Fuck this slut hard", Abid hissed, his eyes on the cock entering me. His face was flushed and he was stroking his rock hard cock. Vishnu did what Abid wanted and slammed his entire cock in, making me cry out.
The fucking started. Vishnu knew how to fuck and continued, changing his rhythm, pulling the cock out entirely and then ramming it in. All this while, Abid continued to look, stroking his hard cock. He was really enjoying himself.
I felt more like a whore and surrendered totally to the domination of the two virile men who were using my body. Vishnu continued to fuck me hard, his eyes without expression locked with mine, his lips parted and his brow covered with sweat.
At one point Abid pleaded with Vishnu to take out his cock completely to see how my battered pussy looked. Vishnu obliged and Abid bent to see my hole, touching it with his finger. He turned to me and said, "I wish you could see your pussy. It is wide open and red. It's also hot and wet. He then bent and kissed and licked it. Vishnu pushed his head away impatiently and told him to stay away and let him finish.
This time, Vinshu started fucking me by first ramming in the entire length in one stroke and then taking the entire cock out and repeat. He went on like this and I started feeling so aroused that I thought I would cum. My cock was really hard now and I was moaning loudly. I felt the climax building in me and as he fucked me, I came all over myself, without even touching myself. This was the first time something like that had happened and I felt great. Vishnu continued to ram me with his still rigid cock. Abid was stroking himself very fast now, trying to climax. I lay there like a rag doll, all my desire spent, my legs wide open as Vishnu continued, also close to a climax. The two men came together; one inside me, the other over me and I felt I was screwed together by two men.
Abid came and lay next to me, inserted his finger inside me whispering obscenities, "We have really ripped your hole open. It's like an open gate, baby. You would now be able to take two cocks at the same time. Your pussy is now wide open. You will need to walk with your legs open now, you bitch".
And then Vishnu too put his finger inside me, both fingers probing and playing with my pussy. I was shocked to find that I was getting aroused and actually wanted to be fucked again. With both hands, I grabbed their cocks and began to play. Soon they were moaning and I could sense their cocks getting hard. In almost seconds, they were both rock hard again.
"He wants it again, mother fucker", Abid told Vishnu. "Shall we both try to fuck you together?" Abid turned to me and asked me excitedly. I nodded my consent and Abid lay on the bed making me sit on his cock, penetrating me deeply. He fucked for a while and then called Vishnu to join him from my back.
Vishnu put his cock next to my hole filled with Abid's cock and with a finger tried to stretch my hole, making place for his cock. I winced with pain as the tip of his cock went in. He continued to push
and I was amazed to find that eventually he was able to slide his cock in, which now rubbed against Abid's cock.
I felt I my hole would rip open but of course it didn't. The men were finding the hole really tight and loved it. They also enjoyed the feeling of their cocks touching each other inside my pussy. They found it hard to move, though. Vishnu started, moving in and out slowly. Abid didn't have to do anything. His cock rubbed against Vishnu's and he was groaning with pleasure. They fucked for a while but I could sense they won't last long. Abid came first, saying, "ahhhhhhh" quite loudly and holding me tight. Vishnu continued to drill me, moving as much as the tight fit allowed him to and ejaculated, slamming his cock in for the final time.
I felt battered, bruised and drained and discovered after they had withdrawn their tools from my pussy that I had also ejaculated.
It was time to go home. Abid joked with Vishnu as we put our clothes on, Vishnu remaining quiet and smiling most of the time. Looking at him no one would believe he would be participating in raunchy sex with young men.
The ride back home was enjoyable and Abid was in a really good mood. We went and after a quick shower came down for lunch. Uncle was present too and so was Sameer who looked his usual unsmiling self. I wondered what the senior Khan found desirable in this rather cold, humourless man. I was now determined to seduce Khan and to demonstrate to him how mind blowing sex could be with someone like me. In my mind I started planning how I would seduce him.
I slept like a log in the afternoon and got up after 5pm. I guess I was tired after sex with Vishnu and Abid. Just as I was thinking of going down for a swim when there was a knock on the door. I frowned wondering who that could be. I was surprised to see Arif's smiling face when I opened the door.
"Hello. Can I come in", he asked and walked in when I stepped aside. "I am going for a drive to the canal about 5 km away. There is a nice bridge there. Would you like to come?"
I was confused. I wouldn't mind going but had a feeling Abid wouldn't like it. And yet, it would have been rude to refuse without giving a reason so I asked him if Abid was also coming for the drive.
"He isn't in his room and his bike is also gone. I don't know where he has gone and when he will return. Do you want to wait for him? Soon it will get dark and we won't be able to see anything", he answered looking at his watch.
I made up my mind. "Okay, I will come. Give me a minute to get ready". I went into the bathroom, changed into a fresh t shirt, washed my face and came back.
He drove expertly and rather fast. He talked about his college and his friends. He too was a sportsman and played squash. He also was a good swimmer, he informed me. As he talked, he kept making gestures with his free hand and placing it on my knee for emphasis. I sighed inwardly because I knew what his intentions were. I had guessed it the moment we had met. I was just waiting to see how he would make his intentions clear enough.
I must say he did that boldly. As we stood on the bridge over the canal, watching the sun set and listened to the birds, He came behind me, put his arm around my waist and kissed me on my neck. His lips were warm and the grip around my waist firm but gentle. Simultaneously he pressed himself into me and I could feel his hardness. He correctly read my silence as consent and turned me around and kissed me full on my lips, holding me very tight.
"Abid will not like it", I said after the kiss was over. I was breathing hard and getting aroused.
"He needn't know. Are you his boyfriend?" Arif asked, drawing me to himself, placing my hand on his groin. I shook my head.
He unzipped his trousers and freed his very hard cock that looked really big. This was a genetically hung family, I thought to myself as I took the mushroom head into my mouth, kneeling besides him. Arif groaned with pleasure and held my head in his hand and started to fuck my face. His cock was too thick and long to fit comfortably in my mouth and I began to gag. I took it out of my mouth and took a few breaths.
"Let us go into the car", he suggested. It was pitch dark and though we could see the headlight of cars passing on the highway nearby, this was a completely secluded place. We got into the back seat of the car and Arif opened unbuckled my belt and pulled down my jeans along with my shorts underneath in one swift jerk. He freed my legs and spread them, placing both my feet on the seat as I leaned against it.
He then lowered his trousers and underwear without bothering to take them off. In the fading light I could see his big and thick phallus, without its foreskin, pointing towards me like a gun. Swiftly and efficiently he covered it with a condom and spat on his palm, rubbing it on the sheathed cock. He spat again and this time, he found my hole and put the saliva there. He was an expert. Unerringly, the tip of his cock found my entrance and in one hard push, he shoved it into me.
I gasped with surprise at the accuracy of his aim and the efficiency with which he took me. He smiled, his white teeth flashing and kissed me, his cock buried deeply inside me.
He started fucking me in slow motion. He would take his time filing me totally and then taking it out almost completely but equally slowly. He continued to do it, driving me insane with pleasure. Waves of incredibly delicious spasms went through me, making my cock hard. It was leaking like a tap. I clasped his hard buttocks and dug my nails, scratching.
"Please, please, go faster, I can't take this", I pleaded with him in chocked voice.
"This is how real men fuck, baby. You have been fucked by boys till now", he grinned lewdly as he continued with his slow strokes.
I lost track of time. I was in some other world feeling something I had never felt before. I wanted it to end and yet didn't. I felt my body was fused with his even though he wasn't holding me. His contact with my body was only through his massive cock that was ploughing my pussy.
He continued to fuck. I begged him to stop, to let me go but he just grinned, grinding his rock hard phallus into me. I felt violated but also a pleasure I had never felt before. His cock seemed to be
long enough to reach my throat, splitting my whole body into two. I felt my climax building and I hissed, "I am going to cum", scratching his back with my nails.
"Yes, yes. Cum now. I want to see your face as you cum", he whispered and buried his cock into me and I came. I came is gushes, emptying myself without touching myself even once.
He continued as if nothing had happened. His cock continued to drill me, slow and steady. I just lay there, all energy drained from me, completely at his mercy. He was the master and I was merely a slave with no will of my own. He was in total control through his cock.
It was another five minutes after which he increased his speed and then came inside me. After emptying himself, he stayed there, still hard, for some time. I felt he was a part of me.
As we drove back, we were both silent. There was nothing to say. We stopped at a place to have a cold drink. It was seven thirty when we reached the house. Abid still hadn't returned and I heaved a sigh of relief. I didn't want him to see me now. He would have guessed. Arif instructed me to go to my room and then come down for some refreshments.
I took a long shower, thinking of all the things that had happened to me today. I felt like a slut and wondered what other excitement was in store for me in the coming days.
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