Pakistani Sex Story: Hey, I’m Asif, back to share another steamy tale with you. My last real story, My Brother-in-Law’s Wife’s Juicy Ass, got so much love from you all—heartfelt thanks for that. Based on your emails and requests, I’m diving into my next true story. For those who haven’t read my first tale, let me introduce myself and Ayesha. I’m 33, 5’7” tall, weighing a lean 64 kilos—light enough for any girl to handle. I’m pretty good-looking, and my 7.5-inch cock is more than enough to satisfy anyone. I work at a company in Delhi. My brother-in-law Bilal’s wife, Ayesha, is 25, 5’3”, fair-skinned, slim, and looks like a total bombshell, like Malaika Sherawat. Her voice is even sexier. Her perky apple-sized tits are ones I’d love to knead into ripe papayas. When she walks, her swaying, round ass grabs all the attention. She’s a living goddess of beauty and sex. I already shared in my last story how I seduced her (she wasn’t satisfied with her husband’s cock). Repeating that would make this story too long.
Now, Ayesha and I hooked up twice a month, having a wild time. Sometimes at her place, sometimes in a hotel. She’d call me, tell me where to meet, and I’d take a day off work to join her. We’d fuck like crazy till evening. Once a month at her house, once at a hotel, because we agreed to meet no more than twice a month, no matter how much I craved to pound her or she wanted to get fucked. We didn’t want anyone catching wind of our secret fuck sessions, as it could destroy both our families. In public, we avoided each other. I’d badmouth Ayesha in front of my wife, and she’d do the same about me to her husband, Bilal. This kept suspicion at bay.
But when we were alone, we went all out. In 2-3 hours, I’d fuck her pussy or ass two or three times. I’d take her in every position—her on top, me on top, standing up, or me holding her in my lap while pounding her. She’d match my energy, always eager to please. She’d become a pro at dirty talk. Each time, she’d wear new styles and colors of bras and panties, ones Bilal bought her, tailored to my taste. One day, post-ass-fucking in a hotel room, as we lay together, I asked, “When are you introducing me to your cousin?” She teased, “What, bored of me already, jiju?” I replied, “No way, but youth only comes once. The more pleasure you can give and take, the better. Otherwise, you’re left with regrets when it’s gone.” She laughed, “You’re so right, jiju. I’ll talk to her when the time’s right. But you’ll have to arrange two cocks for me. I’ve seen in porn how girls take two guys at once. It hurts a bit, but the pleasure’s insane.” Squeezing her pussy, I said, “Deal, I swear on your sweet pussy.”
One day, she showed me her cousin in her wedding CD. Her name was Saima. She was as gorgeous and slim as Ayesha, about three years older, and a mother of two. But you’d never guess she had kids—she kept her body in perfect shape.
One day, while I was working at the office, Ayesha called. “Jiju, my love, come to my place tomorrow at noon. I’ll be waiting.” I teased, “I’ll be there, you slut. But didn’t I just fuck you last week? Is your ass itching for more already?” She giggled, “Just come tomorrow, and I’ll explain. We’ll have lunch together. Tell your wife you’ll be late—Bilal’s heading straight to a party with friends after work and won’t be back till midnight.” I agreed, “Cool.” I called a sales tax officer friend, about my age, who I’d gotten close to. I said, “I need a favor. I want a day off, but my boss won’t allow it. Call him tomorrow at 11:30 and say you need me to bring the sales tax case file to your office. It’ll take till evening, and I’ll head home from there. In return, I’ll bump your monthly bribe by 500 rupees.” He agreed. Soon after, my boss called, telling me to go to the sales tax office at 11:30 tomorrow and head home if it got late.
The next day, I told my wife I had office work and might be late. At the office, I wrapped up urgent tasks, grabbed a sales tax file, told my boss I was off to the sales tax office, and headed to Ayesha’s place. On the way, I fantasized about fucking Ayesha on the stairs. If she set me up with two pussies, I’d team up with my sales tax buddy to fuck her. He was my age, useful for favors, and we got along well, sharing all sorts of talks, even visiting each other’s homes.
I reached Ayesha’s house and rang the bell. To my surprise, Saima opened the door. She looked fucking hot! My eyes roamed her from head to toe. She wore a tight, sky-blue saree that showed off her fair belly, navel, and back. Her low-cut blouse probably revealed half her tits, but her pallu hid them. Seeing her unexpectedly threw me off—Ayesha hadn’t mentioned her. She stepped aside, saying, “Come in.” I sat on the sofa, and she closed the door. I asked, “Where’s Ayesha?” Saima replied, “She’s showering. What brings you here?” I said, “Just passing by, thought I’d check in. When did you get here?” She said, “Last night, here for two days. Leaving the day after tomorrow.” I said, “So soon?” She nodded, “Yeah, left my kids at home.” I said, “Cool.” While chatting, I checked her out—34-inch tits, 32-inch waist, and a 44-inch round ass.
Then Ayesha walked out, fresh from her shower, wearing a sheer printed gown that showed her pink bra and panties clearly. Saima smirked, “Jiju was passing by and stopped to check on you.” Ayesha grinned back, “Jiju, we’re good. How about you?”
I was starting to get the picture but played it cool, waiting for a clear signal. Saima sat across from me on a chair, while Ayesha dried her hair. Water dripped from her wet hair down her back to her ass, making her gown cling to her body. I stared at her; Saima stared at me, occasionally eyeing my crotch, probably sizing up my cock. Ayesha combed her hair, brought tea, biscuits, and sweets, and sat next to me on the sofa, pinching my thigh lightly. Saima got up, said, “Be right back,” and went to the bathroom. I looked at Ayesha, who winked and whispered, “Jiju, I’ve set it all up. Today, we’re both getting our pussies and asses fucked.” I pinched her nipple, saying, “You told her everything about me, didn’t you?” Ayesha nodded, “Yup, I said you love wild sex, no shame, dirty talk, and fucking and licking asses.” I asked, “Is she down?” Ayesha replied, “Why do you think I called you?” Just then, Saima returned. We sat up straight. Saima started to sit back on her chair, but Ayesha said, “Di, why sit there? Come sit with us. Jiju’s family, no need to be shy.” Hesitating slightly, Saima sat close to me on the other side. Now, if I moved either hand, I’d brush Ayesha’s tits on one side and Saima’s on the other.
I placed one hand on Saima’s thigh and the other on Ayesha’s, gently stroking them. I told Saima, “Why so quiet? Have some tea.” I slid my arm around her neck, pulled her cheek close, and kissed her. She smiled. Ayesha kissed me too, saying, “Jiju, finish your tea quick and take us sisters to the bedroom to make us your sluts.” I grinned, “Your wish is my command.” We sipped our tea. I took a piece of sweet, placed it on my tongue, and stuck it out toward Ayesha. She opened her mouth, sucked my tongue, and ate the sweet. I did the same for Saima, who sucked it off my tongue like Ayesha. I pulled Saima onto my lap, pushed her saree pallu aside, and started squeezing her tits over her blouse. I asked, “Has your husband ever fed you sweets like this?” Saima said, “Never. You do everything with such flair.” I asked, “How do you know?” She replied, “Ayesha told me all about what you two get up to.” I turned to Ayesha, squeezing her tits through her gown. Ayesha said, “Yup, jiju, I spilled everything. This morning, after Bilal left for work, I showed her a porn clip with one guy and two girls.” I said, “Nice work.”
We finished our tea and snacks. Saima’s hesitation had mostly faded. My hard cock was pressing against her ass crack through her saree. When I thrust, she’d bounce. Stroking her cheek, I asked, “Ready for a new kind of pleasure?” She said, “Not just me, we’re both ready.” I stood up, saying, “Alright, you two sluts, to the bedroom.” They stood on either side of me. I slid my hands behind them, groping their asses. I lifted Ayesha’s gown, slipped my hand into her panties, and rubbed her asshole. With my other hand, I lifted Saima’s saree, reached into her panties, and stroked her asshole, saying, “Let’s go.” They walked with me, and I kept fondling their asses as we climbed the stairs.
We reached the bedroom, filled with a faint perfume scent. Standing there, I pulled them close and kissed them both together. They kissed me back and each other, a frenzy that lasted about ten minutes until we were all breathless. I told Ayesha, “Saima’s wearing too much jewelry and bangles. Take them off. Then you two rub each other to get warmed up and strip your tops.” They followed my orders, removing Saima’s jewelry and kissing each other. Saima was fully heated now. I sat on the bed. Ayesha and Saima were tongue-kissing, rubbing their tits together. Saima yanked the string of Ayesha’s gown, pulling it off, leaving her in a pink lace bra and panties. Ayesha slowly stripped Saima down to a black bra and panties. Both sisters looked insanely sexy. I asked, “You two sluts shaved your pussies, right?” Ayesha said, “Yes, jiju, this morning.” I said, “Good. Now squeeze each other’s tits and grind your pussies together. You sisters look fucking hot!” They obeyed, and I started stripping down to my navy-blue Jockey Rio underwear. Glancing at them, I saw they’d ditched their bras, pinching each other’s nipples and rubbing their backs.
I walked over, took one of each of their tits in my mouth, and sucked. My hands slid to their panties, rubbing their pussies. Their panties were soaked. Saima stroked my cock through my underwear, gasping, “Fuck, jiju, your cock’s so big and thick! I’ll die taking it. I’ve never seen one this huge. How does this slut Ayesha handle it?” Ayesha laughed, “Jiju’s cock is so fucking big, that’s why I’m addicted to his fucking. Once you take it in your pussy, you won’t want any other guy, you slutty di.”
I slipped my hand into Saima’s tiny panties, rubbing her clit, and asked, “Tell me, how does your husband fuck you? And others?” Ayesha was nibbling Saima’s tits lightly. Saima moaned, “Ohhh… fuck… jiju, my husband’s cock is barely 4-5 inches. The bastard comes home drunk every night, fucks me without warming me up, cums before I’m even hot, and passes out. Honestly, I haven’t fucked anyone else since marriage. But in college, my boyfriend and his friend fucked me a few times. Their cocks weren’t as massive as yours.” She was now stroking my cock through my underwear. I said, “So, you’ve taken two cocks at once, you whore.” Saima clarified, “No, they took turns fucking me.”
I let go of Saima and grabbed Ayesha. She shoved her tongue in my mouth, and I sucked it, squeezing her tits with both hands. I pulled Saima close with one hand on her back, saying, “Your little sister was wasting her youth without real cock pleasure. Lucky I came along, or her husband would’ve left her unsatisfied.” Kneeling, I pulled Ayesha’s panties off with my mouth and started eating her pussy. She moaned, “Fuck… you cruel bastard, shove your cock in my pussy now.” I did the same to Saima’s panties, eating her pussy too. I picked up their panties, stuffed Ayesha’s in Saima’s mouth and Saima’s in Ayesha’s, saying, “You sluts, taste each other’s pussy juice first.” They eagerly sucked the panties. Saima stepped forward and yanked off my underwear.
Both their hands were stroking my cock while they sucked each other’s panties. I laid Ayesha on the bed, placed Saima on top in a 69 position, and told them to eat each other’s pussies. The sisters went at it, their shaved pussies looking gorgeous. I’d spread Saima’s pussy lips or Ayesha’s to let their tongues go deeper. They moaned, “Fuck… ohhh… lick my pussy… ahhh…” bucking their hips as they ate each other out. I wet two fingers with Saima’s dripping pussy juice and rubbed her asshole, then shoved both fingers halfway in. She screamed, “Fuck… ohhh… shit… you’re killing me… what the fuck… take your fingers out… it hurts so bad… please…” Ayesha pressed Saima’s head harder into her pussy, saying, “Di, my jiju fucks like this, making you squirm. Forget the pain and enjoy. You’ll see how much fun his big cock is.” I started fingering Saima’s ass, feeding the juices to Ayesha’s mouth, then going back to her ass. I moved to Ayesha’s pussy, fingered her ass, and fed it to Saima. Ayesha’s ass was looser from all the fucking, so it didn’t hurt her as much. Soon, both sisters came in each other’s mouths.
They took turns in the bathroom and lay beside me on the bed. I told Saima, “Your little sister sucks cock like a pro. Show me if you’re as slutty as her or more.” I grabbed her hair, pulling her mouth to my cock. She sucked my limp cock, occasionally licking my balls, doubling my pleasure. I pulled Ayesha onto me, sucking her tits and groping her ass. My cock was rock-hard now. I didn’t want Saima sucking too long—I had two women to fuck. Ayesha said, “Jiju, fuck Saima’s cunt hard today. Make it a mess. This bitch’s pussy’s been itching since morning.” I replied, “You’ll see what my cock does to both your pussies. Get ready to have your cunts wrecked.” I pulled my cock from Saima’s mouth, laid her flat on the bed, put a pillow under her ass, lifted her legs over my shoulders, and rubbed my cock on her pussy lips. She moaned, “Ohhh… fuck…” smiling at Ayesha, and said, “Yes… what a sister… she takes such good care… ohhh… no… please… jiju… fuck… my pussy’s crawling with need… shove your… ohhh… massive cock in now… I’m dying for it… fuck my pussy… you dog jiju, shove your cock in… ohhh…”
Her pussy was dripping wet. I glanced at Ayesha, who winked. I pinched Saima’s nipples and thrust hard. She screamed, “Ohhh… fuck… no… you tore my pussy… ohhh…” My cock sank about four inches in. Her pussy felt insanely tight. Squeezing her nipples harder, I said, “You slutty bitch, why so much screaming? Like it’s your first time. You birthed two kids with this cunt, and you’re acting like a virgin. Shut up and let me shove it all in.” Tears streamed down Saima’s face as she begged, “Jiju, please go slow. I’ve never taken such a thick, long cock. It’s bigger than a horse’s. I’ll die… please…” I said, “Did your slutty sister die? She takes it in her pussy and ass like a champ.” I thrust again, my cock going two inches deeper. Saima screamed, “Ohhh… no… please… take it out… I don’t want to fuck you… fuck… you ripped me… Ayesha, you got my pussy torn, you whore… tell this dog to stop… let him fuck you with that monster… ohhh…” Ayesha kissed her lips, saying, “Please, di, hold on. Only two inches left. Soon you’ll be begging for this cock.”
I slowly moved my cock in and out. After ten minutes, she calmed down. I pulled out, leaving just the tip in, and slammed it all in with one thrust. She couldn’t scream much—Ayesha had her lips locked in a kiss. I said, “Done, it’s all in.” Five minutes later, her breathing normalized. Ayesha let go of her mouth and moved to watch my cock in Saima’s pussy. I started fucking her slowly. Saima was still screaming, “Ohhh… fuck… you dog… Ayesha, you bitch… where did you trap me… tell him to pull out… fuck you instead, you slut… I can’t take this huge cock…”
Ayesha stayed silent, fingering her own pussy, moaning softly. I started pounding Saima’s pussy hard. After 30-40 thrusts, she began to enjoy it, moving her hips to meet my thrusts. I said, “Now tell me, you filthy whore, is your pussy’s itch gone? Feeling good? If not, I’ll pull out and fuck Ayesha’s pussy instead.” Saima gasped, “Fuck… I swear, don’t pull out… ohhh… yes… it feels so good now… fuck me harder… shove it all in… even if it rips my womb… ohhh… I’d do anything for a cock like this… today I learned what a real cock is… it feels so fucking good… fuck your whore harder… ohhh… your cock’s giving me so much pleasure… tear my pussy apart…”
Ayesha stood, straddling Saima, and pushed her pussy in my face. I clamped her pussy lips with my mouth and ate her out. She grabbed my head, pressing it into her pussy. I knew she was about to cum. Below, I was pounding Saima’s pussy. She was moaning nonsense, “Fuck… yes… ohhh…” As Ayesha’s pussy juice was about to drip, she squatted, pressing her pussy onto Saima’s mouth. Saima licked up all her cum. Ayesha sat aside. Saima said, “I’m gonna cum too. Cum in my pussy.” Ayesha smirked, “Jiju’s cum won’t come that quick. He’ll wreck both our pussies first, just watch.” Saima said, “Fuck… I got a real man today.” She started bucking her hips faster. I fucked her hard. Soon, she screamed, “Ohhh… fuck… I’m done… my pussy’s exploding…” and came.
I pulled out and lay flat on the bed. Ayesha climbed on, guiding my cock into her pussy, taking half of it in slowly. I grabbed her waist and thrust hard, burying my cock to the hilt. She screamed, “Fuck… you bastard… you killed me… shoving it all in… you think I’m your whore… ohhh…” Then she started riding me. After ten minutes, she sped up, circling her hips, taking my cock deep. She moaned, “Take it, jiju… I gave you two pussies today… now you owe me two cocks… remember your promise… ohhh… fuck…” I said, “You’ll get them. Two cocks will rip your pussy and ass at once.” Saima, rubbing her tits, said, “Wow, my little sister’s such a slut, taking two cocks together.” I said, “One day, I’ll get her four cocks, just watch.” I started thrusting faster from below. Ayesha screamed, “Ohhh… fuck… rip my pussy…” and came. I fucked her for five more minutes, then said, “I’m about to cum. Both you sisters, open your mouths in front of my cock.” Ayesha pulled off, and both opened their mouths, tongues out, jerking my cock fast. I shot three spurts of cum in Ayesha’s mouth and four in Saima’s. They swallowed it all, licking up what spilled. Saima said, “Fuck, jiju, your cum’s so thick and tasty.” I said, “You’re drinking it all day.” Our fuck session lasted fifty minutes. Both sisters snuggled beside me. Saima’s face showed pure satisfaction but also exhaustion from the long fuck.
Ayesha got up, dressing. I asked, “Where you off to?” She said, “Jiju, I’m heading to the kitchen to cook. We’ll eat together, then I’m off to a friend’s place. I’ll be back by 6 or 7.” I teased, stroking Saima’s cheek, “Who’s gonna fuck your sister then?” Ayesha laughed, “She’ll get her fill from you. Fuck her all you want today. You can fuck me anytime, but she’s not here often.” She dressed and went to the kitchen.
Now Saima and I were alone, naked on the bed, playing with each other’s bodies. She stroked my cock; I kissed her lips and squeezed her ass, occasionally teasing her asshole with a finger. I asked, “Darling, like my cock?” Saima said, “So much, jiju. At first, I thought it’d tear my pussy apart, but then it felt amazing. You can fuck me whenever, as many times as you want. I can’t describe the pleasure you gave me.” I said, “Want another kind of pleasure?” She asked, “What kind?” I said, “In your ass. My cock wants to explore your ass now.” She replied, “Jiju, after the pleasure you gave me, I’d give you my life. If you want, I’ll let you fuck my ass. If Ayesha can take it, why not me? Even if it tears me apart, I’ll let you.”
We went to the bathroom, pissed, and I grabbed a Vaseline jar on the way back. I laid Saima face-down on the bed, spread her legs, and sat between them. She asked, “What are you doing?” I said, “Gotta prep your ass first.” I spread her ass cheeks, making her asshole gape wider, revealing a pink hole. I sniffed it, then licked it. She moaned, “You dog, what’s that? It tickles my ass… ohhh…” I said, “You bitch, let it tickle. It’ll hurt when my cock goes in.” Saima begged, “Please go slow. I’ve never taken it in the ass. If it hurts too much, I won’t let you.” Licking her ass, I said, “Sweetheart, bear a little pain. You’ll see how good it feels. Your sister won’t let me leave till I fuck her ass. She says it’s better than pussy.”
I stopped licking. Her ass was wet with my spit. I slid a finger in her asshole, moving it fast. She moaned, “Fuck… ohhh… it feels good… put two fingers in…” I fingered her ass for five minutes, stretching it wide. I sat on the bed’s edge, legs down, and said, “Kiss my cock good to prep it for your ass. The better you do, the less it’ll hurt.” She knelt, grabbed my cock, and jerked it. She licked the tip in circles, then took it in her mouth, bobbing up and down. My cock got hard, fully erect. I moaned, “Ohhh… Saima, take it all in… fuck, you suck cock so good… eat it all, don’t leave an inch out…”
She took my rock-hard cock deeper, my hand stroking her hair, the other pulling her tits. She slowly took it all in. I held her head, pressing it down for a minute. She gagged, making “mmm… mmm…” sounds. I let go; she pulled out, gasped, and took it all again. I said, “Fuck, you slut, you suck cock like a pro! Better than Ayesha.” She sucked for five more minutes. I said, “Now for the real fun.”
I put her on the bed’s edge in doggy style, applied Vaseline to her asshole, and coated my cock’s tip. I pressed it against her hole, saying, “Don’t clench, try to relax it.” She tried. I seized the moment, shoving my cock in and grabbing her waist tight. She screamed, “Ohhh… fuck… no… save me… let go… it hurts… no…” trying to break free, but my grip held. I thrust again. She screamed louder, “Take your cock out… it’s killing me… fuck… I’m dying…” Half my cock was in. Ayesha ran in from the kitchen, saying, “Di, don’t scream so loud. It’ll reach outside. Jiju, go easy.” Saima glared at Ayesha, “You bitch, worried about my screams? My ass is torn! This dog ripped it. I’m begging him to stop, but this fucker keeps shoving deeper… you whore, you trapped me and ran off. Tell this bastard to stop!” I said, “Wait, you bitch, I’ll show you.” I pulled out, leaving just the tip, and slammed it all in. Ayesha quickly covered Saima’s mouth, muffling her scream. Tears streamed down her face. She wriggled, but my grip held her. Her squirming made my cock move in her ass.
I kept her like that for 4-5 minutes. Ayesha let go of her mouth; she wasn’t screaming anymore. Ayesha said, “Sorry, di, but it was necessary. You’d have brought the whole neighborhood with that screaming.” Saima panted, “Fine, Ayesha… but I’m dying… my ass is torn… his cock’s so deep… how do you take it?” Ayesha stroked her tits, kissed her, then came to me, kissed me, smiled at my cock in Saima’s ass, and said, “Jiju, be gentle,” before leaving.
Saima was calming down. I said, “It’s done, darling. Now it’s all pleasure. My cock’s made its place in your ass.” I started moving slowly. Saima moaned, “Ohhh… fuck… you tore my ass… no… yes… ohhh…” After a bit, I asked, “How’s it feel, you slutty darling?” She said, “It’s good now… fuck me harder.” I sped up. She moaned, “Ohhh… fuck… it feels amazing… pound my ass… rip it, you bastard… why didn’t you fuck my ass sooner… so good… fuck my ass harder…”
I fucked her ass doggy-style for fifteen minutes, then pulled out. Her ass gaped three inches wide, taking a minute to close as she clenched. I stood her up, faced her to the wall, hands on it, and she pushed her ass back. I slid my cock in again. She thrust back, matching me. I said, “Fuck, Saima, I’m loving this. Your ass is so tight. I swear on your youth, it’s the best ass I’ve ever fucked.” She moaned, “Ohhh… fuck…” as I pounded her. The room echoed with her ass slapping my thighs and her moans. Ten minutes later, I came in her ass. She sucked my cock clean, used her panties to wipe it and her ass.
We kept going till 10 PM. I fucked her ass twice more and her pussy four times. We dressed and went downstairs. Ayesha made tea, took my cock out, and told me to piss in two half-full tea cups. I filled them with my piss. They drank the tea mixed with it. As I left, Saima hugged me, crying hard, “How can I repay the pleasure you gave me? Make me your wife. I don’t want my useless husband anymore.” Ayesha and I calmed her, saying, “Whenever you want to fuck, come to Ayesha’s. I’ll be there.” I squeezed their tits, kissed them, and headed home.
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