My name is Irfan and I am from Sahiwal. This story I am going to share with you is one of the happiest memories of my life. After my brothers got married there was no empty room left in the house where guests could stay, and my own wedding was also coming soon. The two empty rooms had already been taken over by my brothers after their marriages.
Because the house was small we were facing problems living there. My family decided to sell this house and buy a new bigger house that could meet the needs of the family. We sold the house and bought a new one in a colony and shifted there. Only a few days had passed since we shifted to the new neighborhood and almost all the neighboring women had already visited our house and their coming and going to our house had started.
Among them one girl looked very good to me. She was very playful and lively. She had become very free with my bhabhi. She was the most beautiful girl of this neighborhood. She was completely slim and smart. She had fine delicate features. Her thin red lips looked as if blood was about to flow from them. Her lips were very juicy just like a pomegranate. When I saw her for the first time she looked Pathan to me. She had a very clean fair complexion. Her cheeks were pinkish. The moment I saw her I became crazy for her and my wish was that she should get involved with me.
Her name was Anila and she was the owner of a beautiful and attractive body like a fairy. She was twenty-four years old, married, and mother of one child. Whenever she came to our house my cock would get hard looking at her. I had noted one thing that she never looked towards me and never tried to talk to me. Although she would talk to my other brothers. According to my bhabhi she had already asked her once or twice about which department I worked in, when I went on duty and when I returned. My bhabhi had told me this when I had casually talked to her about Anila.
She used to come to our house only at the time when I was at home. She even had a mobile phone but she never tried to take my number or give me her number. The truth is that I am a somewhat shy boy because of which I could not ask for her number or give her my number. In this way time kept passing and the dates of my wedding were fixed. A few days before the wedding our close relatives arrived at our house. Among them were many of my cousins. Anila became friends with one of my cousins and they used to laugh and joke a lot with each other.
Photos were taken at my mehndi and Anila sat with me and got a photo taken which I had not expected. I knew that she was also interested in me but I did not have the courage to talk to her on this topic. She was waiting for me to take the initiative and I was waiting for her. One day my cousin had gone to Anila’s house when Anila told her that she was going to her mother’s house for some important work. If she needed to talk to her on which number should she contact her. My cousin gave her my number because due to the wedding I was mostly staying at home.
My cousin came home and told me that she had given Anila my number. If her call came I should make her talk to me. I asked what her number was and she told me her number. In this way her number came into my hands but I did not message or call her because of the busy wedding preparations. My baraat left at five in the evening because we had to go to a far-off area of interior Sindh. It had to reach my future in-laws’ house the next morning at ten.
I was lying on the berth in the train and we baraatis were laughing and joking with each other. It was twelve at night when a message came from Anila asking where we had reached. I became very happy seeing her message because I had been waiting for a response from her side for a long time. I told her that we had just reached Bahawalpur. She asked how the journey was going so I flirted and said that only your absence is felt. If you had been here the journey would have been much better. She asked how. I said your friend was missing you. If you had been here the journey would have been more enjoyable.
Anila asked whether only her friend was missing her or someone else also. I replied no I am also missing you. Anila said why are you missing me. I said I will tell you later. We asked about each other’s well-being and in this way the beginning of our relationship happened. My wedding took place and we brought the bride back to our house. Anila also came to our house and met my bride and became very happy. Within two days after the wedding all the guests returned to their homes.
Now whenever I got a chance I used to have sex with my bride whether it was day or night. By chance it happened that after having sex in the daytime when I was bathing Anila would come to our house. This happened two or three times and she would joke with my wife. Her husband used to have sex with her twice a week while I had newly got married so I used to have sex two to three times during the day and also two to three times at night. There were marks on my wife’s neck and chest and there were also love-bite marks on my neck. Anila’s eyes fell on them.
She became a victim of the feeling of deprivation that her husband used to deal with her in a very soft way while she liked aggressive sex. The desire to have sex with me had awakened in her heart. She told me all this later when I asked her why she had got involved with me even after being married. My wedding leave ended and I joined duty again. Whenever I was on duty messaging continued with her and slowly we moved towards sex talks and started doing phone sex with each other.
One day during phone sex I asked Anila when we would have real sex. She said real sex is very difficult. If my husband finds out he will divorce me and I do not want to take any such risk. I said the fun that is in risk is not in real. She strictly refused me saying Irfan never even think like that. I knew that she was married and her sexy desires were being fulfilled by her husband but even then she had got involved with me so there must be some lack in her life.
Because of that lack she could not leave me. So I also used a psychological method and took the help of emotional blackmailing and told her that you are only passing time with me. You have no love for me. It was my own mistake that I considered it love. Anila said no Irfan it is not like that. I love you that is why I talk to you. Otherwise why would I make a relationship with you while having my husband. I said what is the proof that you love me. She said what proof do you need.
I said any girl who only passes time with someone never gives a kiss to a stranger. Anila said if I give you a kiss then you will believe. I said yes I will believe. She said I am ready to give a kiss. I said when and how where will we meet. She said when your wife goes to her parents’ house then come to our baithak one night and then kiss there. Now I was waiting for my wife to go to her parents’ house.
One month later my brother-in-law came to take my wife and after staying for two days he took my wife with him. The next day I told her that tonight you are meeting me. At first she refused but on my insistence she agreed to meet. She told me that at night when her husband falls asleep she will call me then I should come. It was a winter night and there was a lot of fog. I was waiting for Anila’s call. At twelve forty at night her call came saying Irfan come. I have opened the door of the baithak.
I left the house and stood for two minutes in front of my door and looked into the street to check if anyone was there. The street was dark and foggy. When I became sure that no one was in the street I entered their baithak. It was very dark inside the baithak. She said Irfan. I said Anila how are you and started turning on the mobile light when she said Irfan turn off the mobile. Someone’s call should not come or someone should not see the light in the room. So I turned off the mobile.
I held Anila’s hand and pulled her towards me and hugged her tightly then she pressed me hard. I started kissing her cheeks and from the cheeks I reached her lips. I took her upper lip between my lips and started sucking it. Her breathing became heavy and fast. I told her to take your tongue out. She took her tongue out. I took her tongue between my lips and started sucking it. After a little while she started moving her tongue inside my mouth and sometimes she started sucking my tongue.
Her breathing had become very fast and suddenly she pulled her face back and started taking fast breaths. I asked what happened. She said my breath is stuck. I went behind her back and took my hands out from under her arms and moved them towards her chest then she firmly placed her hands on her breasts and started stopping me saying Irfan no. Only the talk of kissing had happened nothing else. I said Anila I am not doing anything. Just for a little while then I will leave. Then she moved her hands aside and I took her breasts in my hands. Her breasts were very small maybe less than thirty-two.
I started pressing her breast lightly. My cock was fully hard and I adjusted my cock between the crack of her ass and from above I started kissing her neck. Now the situation was that I was standing behind her. My hands were holding her breasts from under her arms and my cock was adjusted in the crack of her ass and I was kissing her neck. Her breathing again became fast and heavy. Soft pleasurable moans were coming from her mouth.
I wanted her to become very hot and not refuse fucking. I moved one of my hands down from her breasts towards her pussy and held the lips of her pussy in my hand and started pressing them. With this her moans became louder and she had become fully hot. I asked her whether there is no charpai in the room. She said there is. I said let’s sit on it. She held my hand and took me to the charpai. We sat on the charpai. I was sitting on her left side and I wrapped one hand around her waist and pulled her closer to me and started kissing her neck.
And the hand that was on her waist I moved a little up to her breasts and took her right breast between the fingers of my hand and started massaging it. She held my cheeks and started sucking my lips. I pulled her backwards and we lay down on the charpai. I held her and turned her towards me and pressed her hard against my chest. Her small breasts got pressed against my chest. I was pressing her hard towards me and pressing my cock towards her pussy and she started pressing her pussy towards my cock.
From this action of hers I understood that she was now ready to take the cock but I myself did not try to remove her shalwar. My wish was that she should say it herself. That is why I became a little aggressive and with full passion started loving her. She had also become fully hot. She started rubbing her pussy against my cock as if she was grinding against my cock. While pressing her breasts I slowly said in her ear jaan should I put it inside. Then she pulled my izarband and said yes do it.
She opened my izarband and pulled my shalwar down. I pulled her shalwar down to her knees and came on top of her and lifted her legs and sat between her legs and set my cock on the hole of her pussy. Her pussy had become wet. I applied a little pressure and the head of my cock went inside her smooth pussy. I started moving only the head of my cock forward and backward. Only the head of my cock was moving in and out. Anila started saying jaan now put it inside.
The moment she said this I thrust my full cock inside her pussy with one hard push. A soft moan came out. I started thrusting my cock in and out at full speed. The wet slapping sound was echoing in the room and along with that sound were the sounds of both our breathing. After a little while she also started moving her ass according to the movement of the cock and she was trying to take the cock deep to the root inside her pussy. I kept thrusting from below and took her lips between my lips and started sucking them.
She put her hands around my waist and locked me and started pressing my chest towards her chest. Now her breathing had become very fast. Her body was slowly becoming stiff and now moans were coming from her mouth. I was close to discharging so I started thrusting with full passion. Suddenly her body stiffened and her grip around my waist became tight. She had discharged and after a few more thrusts I also discharged. I kept the cock inside and lay down on top of her.
When our breathing became normal I pulled my cock out and cleaned my cock with her shalwar. We set our clothes and hugged each other. We kept lying like that for a little while. Anila said Irfan my husband should not wake up. Now you go. I came back. Now whenever we get a chance we meet and she does sex with great desire.