Family and Friends Ch. 04bydarthewriter©
I was late getting up. It was almost lunch time by the time I had shaved showered and dressed in a casual shalwars-kamiz (long knee length shirt over baggy trousers).
No one said anything about my lateness; after all, I was on vacation.
My father and brother were at the general store they ran in Khudda Market and Zainab was as usual, out with friends.
"I wonder what she eats, when she is out?" my mother commented.
"So do I Ammi, so do I" I replied winking slyly at Nadia who nearly spat out the water she was drinking before giving me a hard mischievous look.
My mother looked at us both, shrugged and said "I don't know what is so funny".
"What did you mean?" Nadia asked a little while later, as she and I sat sipping orange juice, watching T.V. in the T.V lounge.
"You KNOW Jaan" I said reaching down to rub my groin meaningfully.
"You're so naughty! That is your sister you're talking about" Nadia reprimanded me sternly, before grinning.
"Sister or not, she looks hot; the guys she 'hangs out with', are all out to fuck her and she certainly dresses to get them horny". I said "Besides a little 'cock-sucking' and 'choot licking' wouldn't hurt anyone; but I'm sure you already know that Jaan (Darling)".
Nadia was staring at me with her mouth open in exaggerated shock.
"Fahad!!! That is your sister!" She said in a half whispered.
"She's a woman isn't she?" I shrugged "Why should we guys be the only ones, getting 'some sex' before marriage? If it itches, scratch it, I say"
Nadia sipped her orange juice and looked away.
I finished my glass of juice and went to put the empty glass in the kitchen sink.
When I returned to the T.V lounge, Nadia wasn't there; I smiled to myself; shrugged and headed downstairs again to my room.
Then I heard Nadia telling Beena, to take care of the children as I was taking her out for some work.
I looked at her with surprise as she walked quickly down the hall to the front door saying as she went "I hope you have your wallet filled with cash, we're off shopping"
I drove the car slowly down the lanes and roads that connected my family home to the main avenue.
"So Jaan, where are we off to" I asked as I turned onto the avenue and picked up speed
"Anywhere you like" She said giving me a sly look through smoldering eyes; the woman was in flirting with me.
"Umm" I said 'Park Towers, Forum, Uzmas...?"
"Why not Tariq road and Dolmens" She suggested. So off we headed to Tariq road.
Now the thing about 'Dolmens' is the sheer size of the place. You could spend days wandering around it, and still not manage to see every shop, boutique and shoe store there.
I walked around with Nadia, while she slowly window shopped, and guided me in the direction she wanted to head.
I took advantage of the opportunity to check her butt out, on the escalators, and scan the other women slowly moving around window shopping. Some were ultra-trendy with jeans and short-tight sleeveless t-shirts, some were just trendy and then there were what I call, the "Ninjas" With only their eyes showing from their Hijabs. Some of those eyes showed a great deal of mischief, I must add.
(I often think that Pakistani men underestimate the sex appeal of local women. I was never turned on by blonde hair, blue eyes and foreign accents, like my friends were. I also think westerners have an idea that Pakistani women are frigid. As I hope these stories will show, that is far from the truth. Pakistani women just need to have their 'buttons' pressed in a certain sequence. Plus, and this is important, they don't like being bragged about as 'great lays'. Reputation is sacred.)
Finally we ended up at a boutique, which had semi-frosted (cut, engraved) glass windows. The frosting blocked the full view of the interior; from about two feet from the floor, for three feet and then the glass was clear again.
The sign on the door said very explicitly "Ladies only". The display that could be seen through the bottom two feet of glass was clear enough. Various types of lingerie were on offer. The human body forms, showed several types of revealing bras and panties as well as a selection of 'baby-doll' nighties
Nadia smiled at me and pointed at the sign "Sorry; boys aren't allowed" and then entered.
I stood outside the boutique for maybe half an hour, being watched constantly by a security guard, who folded his arms and raised an eyebrow at me as we made eye contact.
He probably thought I was a pervert or something; but so long as I wasn't licking the glass or jerking off at the display of black bikini panties, he was powerless to do anything.
Nadia popped her head around the door and said "The lady says you can come in to pay"
The bill was high and the bag Nadia was handed didn't seem to justify the money I was parting with.
"Your wife has great taste, sir" The attractive salesgirl said as she handed me back my credit card. "Enjoy your vacation".
The security guard walked slowly away as Nadia and I exited the boutique. Obviously, I was not the 'pervert' he had suspected.
"Wife Jaan...?" I asked with a smile
"Well, how else was I going to get you in there? I told her we were going to the Maldives for a second honeymoon. Besides, I saw you scanning the racks and displays of underwear, stockings and bras" She said "See anything nice?"
"Several things I would love to see on you" I countered with a wink of my eye.
True enough. The stuff was straight out of 'Victoria's Secrets' and the mannequins displaying them were anatomically correct in every detail. But the real female form, especially Nadia's can't be replicated to the same erotic level.
"'Wife' and 'second honeymoon', I like the sound of that" I said slapping Nadia on the butt playfully.
"Fahad!" She gasped "remember where you are".
If anyone saw us, they paid no attention to us.
It was after four pm, and Nadia suggested that we stop off in the Nursery area of town, at a hotel for coffee or tea.
The hotel was probably a four star and certainly felt welcoming. The receptionist said nothing as I booked a room and handed over the required ID and credit card. I got the impression that this hotel was used to couples 'checking-in' without luggage.
Nadia had made no objection, as I had headed right to the reception; instead of left to the clearly visible coffee shop. Today was going to be the day I gave my sister-in-law a ride.
The room was neat, clean and air-conditioned with a good sized bathroom and king-sized bed.
As soon as we entered, I rang room service for tea and a bottle of mineral water, and then I took Nadia in my arms and kissed her slowly and softly on the lips, neck and ears. Her short shoulder length hair was silky smooth and smelled of apples.
""OH!" Nadia moaned "I must be mad".
"Jaan, I wish I had met you before Faisel married you...." I lied.
A knock on the door and arrival of the room service waiter, interrupted our 'romance'.
We let the tea get cold as I sat down on the sofa in the room and pulled Nadia onto my lap.
My hands roamed with total freedom over her body. Squeezing and stroking breasts, thigh and buttocks, while she kissed me with her mouth open and our tongues dancing with each other. My hand moved onto her tummy and after a few strokes up and down her inner thighs, I soon hand my hand down the waistband of her shalwars and onto her panty covered pussy, My fingers had no trouble moving between her legs to the 'entry-point' of her choot and I felt the heavy dampness of her crotch and pressed hard on the damp fabric that covered her slit.
She broke the kiss and moaned as I kissed her neck and started to work my hand under her panties to her fuckhole. My index finger slid into her already well lubed choot.
If my brother was giving her regular fucking, then she was a girl with bigger needs then he met.
"No! Not your finger I want your cock in me" She panted her hands reaching to grip and tug on my hard erect Lund.
I lifted her with some effort and carried her to the bed. Dumping her on it, I stripped as she slid her shalwars and panties down.
I took her on the bed, her butt on the edge; her white pussy juice soaked panties and shalwars on the floor and me naked between her legs sending my cunt buster, deep and hard into her burning hot pussy. I had no condoms and was actually glad of that. It is a fact that condoms although essential in AIDS prevention, limit stimulation gained from a hot hard cock pumping a gripping wet cunt. Still, use a condom; play smart.
Nadia showered my face with kisses and moaned in ecstasy as I gripped her firm ass and slammed into her mercilessly.
If Beena hadn't been draining my balls, I doubt that I could have lasted as long as I did, before shooting my load into my sister-in-law. She shuddered and came just as the first molten shots of spunk blasted from my balls deep into her waiting womb. It was perfect
We both lay panting and catching our breath on the bed as we recovered from our first round.
"Oh wow!" Nadia said "That was so great. I haven't felt this great in years"
My suspicious mind, took this to mean that Faisel, had not popped her cherry. But so what, she was a great fuck and he was lucky to have access to her. Faisel was no movie star, 'look wise' and had no great, dazzling personality either.
After several minutes, Nadia got up stripped her kamiz (shirt) and bra off and walked naked into the bathroom. I heard the toilet flush and the shower go on and decided to join her.
She hadn't locked the door and seemed very happy to see me as I stepped into the shower behind her. I took the soap and pressed my chest against her back as my hands soaped and washed her large slightly sagging breasts and then her tummy before delving between her legs to wash and tease her clit, slit and hole.
All this time Nadia braced herself against the wall of the shower cubical, with her hands and sighed softly and contentedly.
She turned to face me and washed my chest, arms stomach and groin paying special attention to my cock, her soapy hands were bringing it back up to a hard hungry state and I embraced her, pressing my cock against her belly as she soaped my butt and I soaped hers.
"You're bigger then Faisel....and thicker" She said as she resumed stroking my cock.
"Ever sucked a man's cock?" I asked
In answer, she rinsed the soap off me, turned the shower off and knelt down and started to give my cock a lot of long loving licks. Obviously, she had done oral before.
I savored the feel of her tongue on my shaft and guided her hand to my ball sack telling her to handle them gently. She needed no advice from me.
Nadia could have made a living cock sucking, she was simply that good.
"Turn around" she said
I did and felt one of her hands tease my ball sack from behind before reaching between my legs, to stroke and pump my manhood for almost five minutes. My surprise though was yet to come, with her other hand she pulled at one of my butt cheeks and then gave my butt crack a long deep lick with her tongue. I came in the shower as she licked and probed my butt hole with her tongue; Shooting my spunk over her pumping hand and onto the floor of the shower cubical.
She hadn't learned that from Faisel, I would bet my life on it.
As she licked the drops of semen from her hand she stood up and said "Now you do the same to me. I want my cunt and asshole licked until I cum all over your handsome face brother-in-law"
We had one more quick shower and then Nadia went and lay face down on the bed, with two pillows under her hips to bolster her cunt and butt up.
I knelt behind her and ran my finger along the absolutely smooth crease of her cunt slit and butt crack.
"Umm" She moaned "I see you've done this before".
The first taste of her pussy slit was fresh and clean, as I licked it and toyed with her clit, the taste changed as she started to leak pussy juice. It was tangy, slightly metallic and the scent of her choot made my nostrils flair. She smelled great. The scent alone made my cock harden rapidly to a full stand. It was the most erotic scent I have ever smelt off a woman. Believe me, I have licked and sucked women of many races and nationalities but this woman's scent was giving me a high.
She reached back still sighing and panting, and pulled her buttocks apart to show her little rosebud like anus. I reluctantly trailed my tongue up from her sopping pussy to her twitching butt hole. Whatever I expected, it wasn't what I tasted. Sweaty but not repulsive and I soon found that I could dart my tongue into her anus without tasting anything remotely revolting.
I licked and sucked cunt and butt hole for maybe twenty minutes before Nadia rolled onto her back and grabbed my hair, pulling my head hard between her legs and my mouth firmly against her fuckhole.
"Suck" She commanded hoarsely "I'm almost there. Suck my pussy dry"
I started to, and used an index finger to probe and tease her butt hole as my other hand's thumb moved rapidly over her erect clit.
She came with a gasp and groan, arching her back as my mouth was filled with slimy sweet pussy cum.
My cock was hard and leaking, I climbed on the bed between her legs with every intention of fucking her till my balls were dry.
"No" She said panting "Come to the bathroom".
There, with the water splashing down her body she bent forwards in the shower cubical and said "I want it in my gaand (ass)".
I stepped in and took up position to enter her rectum, but she stopped me saying "Soap it first; I don't want that monster ripping me apart".
Generously soaping your hard cock in the shower with the water running, is not as easy as it sounds, finally I aimed a soapy prick at an equally soapy butt hole and eased forward ever so slowly.
With Sita in Dubai it had been different. She, I knew, was no anal virgin but where Nadia was concerned, I wasn't too sure. I gave my brother Faisel no marks for imagination or sexual adventurism. But a girl who could suck cock like Nadia did was a woman with experience; it was only a matter of 'if' that included butt-pumping.
My Lund though made slow but steady progress past her sphincter and into her rectum. She sobbed as I entered her, but made no protest and certainly didn't tell me to stop.
I fucked her with slow thrusts until the need to come made me shaft her harder and deeper until I came.
After that we showered together stopping to kiss passionately before soaping each other again.
On the way home, I asked her if anal sex had hurt her.
"I am sure, that an experienced man like you can tell that you were not the first man to do it to me. But you are the biggest I have had" She said sleepily.
"Faisel?" I asked
She laughed "Faisel in too boring for that. He simply climbs on top and pumps away" She answered. "Besides. If I suggested oral or anal to him he would probably freak out and go crying to your mother".
It always amazes me how people tell you the most personal things after sex.
Once home, we joined the family for dinner and I noted that Nadia sat with a little discomfort on her dinning table chair.
Well, the deed was done. I had nailed Nadia and you know something, I actually began to like her a lot more then before. I realized though that Faisel was going to have to start experimenting in bed, before Nadia started taking lovers like me.
I went to bed earlier then usual that night, I was simply fucked out.