Phil’s Friend – Part VII

After a while, I slept besides her and was dozing off, I heard her cell ring and she was talking with Mustaq. In between I heard the baby crying she was nursing him, but I continued sleeping feeling relaxed after the heavy work out on her anus.

About couple of hours later, I was woken up from my deep sleep when I felt her all over me, sucking and chewing on my nipples slowly going down my stomach and using her tongue on my hairy chest and navel, then lifting my semi erect dick I felt the dry skin on my dick hurt me sucking the head for a while as it grew harder.

She had it fully in her mouth bobbing her head up and down, looking up at me she started sliding up again wetting my navel, chest with her tongue and lips and again sucking and chewing each of my nipples while tuning one at a time with her fingers and placing my hand to fondle and tune her big left side nipple, the next moment mounting on me putting her hand down she was planting my dick at the entrance of her pussy and she slid downwards so that it entered her.

Continuing to lick my neck and kissing me, she kept sliding slowly moving up and down in slow motion, I could feel my dick slipping in and out of her lubricated pussy, not once slipping out completely as she kept endeavoring and feeling the full length and rigid hardness enter in her pussy which showed through her eyes, she was sighing slowly on each entry her soft moans growing wild and her breathing grew faster.

When she was done, she quickly moved down on the bed lying on her back and urged me to mount her quickly and said fuck me hard Manny, seeing the urgency on her face, when I quickly lay between her legs, she wasted no time spreading her legs and holding my dick with her hand at her pussy entrance urging me to push it in and fuck her.

Once inside, I held her shoulders with both hands as she held her legs up allowing me to stroke hard in her, with each stroke she was jerking upwards holding her shoulders with both hands to keep her in place kept ramming my hardness mercilessly in to her pussy, I could see she is enjoying the stroking as her face had the look of a woman in deep pleasure hissing and breathing hard.

Saying don’t stop fuck me hard Manny as I kept moving my shaft in and out of her she started moaning softly with her eyes balls looking upwards, after a while placing her legs down and the hands held on to the bed for support she started thrusting wildly from below.

Her thrusting got faster and faster and her face showed she was about to come as she had a shy smile on her face, letting out little louder moans and then I felt her legs gripping me and her hands gripping my buttocks urging me to keep fucking harder and then she was letting out her sperms her head going upwards, her hands around my neck saying I am coming Manny, uuuuh uuuuuuuh uuuuuuuuuuh aaaaaaaaaaaa amid hard breaths and saying I have come han, I have come, thank you, thank you.

Still holding me tight, she kept saying come quickly inside me, as my hips kept fucking her hard like a well oiled machine a few seconds later my sperms were mixing with her as I let out spurts after spurts deep in her, lying on her our bodies glued to each other with no gap between my dick and her pussy grinding her below me, as she kept encouraging and caressing my back and hair, kissing my neck and face saying come in me, come in me I want it, as my dick jerked and kept jerking every drop deep inside her pussy, and softened.

She continued holding me in an embrace asking me not to move I want the warmth of your body still kissing my neck from time to time, it was after 5 minutes or so she said I am so happy, even thou we are wrong in having sex as its haram for me, but I am also thinking of you when Mustaq is fucking me, that by mistake I missed and nearly said Manny, but I realized it’s my husband on me and did not complete it.

Asking her what she says when he is doing the job with her she said HAN (honey) as they both say for each other, so I immediately said you are my honey also so we call each other honey, it will be safe for us, which she agreed saying of course we are and its better as it would look normal, but reminding me do not call her han in front of Mustaq

Resting for a while just lying on the bed and cuddling each other as we were sweating, when I used my fingers on her nipples and pressed softly by mistake milk was coming out, playing by pulling her left side big nipple slowly telling her I am trying to make her breast bigger so I can press them, she used to give a sly shy smile turning her head sideways, saying you are teasing me.

When I asked her to go and wash, she did not move and said she wants to relax as she is feeling lazy to go and wash, she bluntly refused when I tried to push her to go and wash, continuing to lie on her back, I was worried that she may get pregnant as she was now in fertile period that could cause unnecessary problems.

Getting up as I walked out of the room, her eyes were fixed at my dick asking her what she is looking at she said that sleeping banana of yours that touches me deep inside, I had a body shower to freshen up and when I was out wrapping the lungi, I saw her lying on the bed, she had not moved.

She mentioned that Mustaq said he will be back tomorrow by 8.30 pm flight, so I knew he would reach at around 11pm at home, I had made up my mind that I will inform office and report sick the next day.

Both sides of her pussy lips and the area surrounding was reddish and had a swell, as she saw me looking at her pussy, touching her pussy she said the skin is smarting and it’s become soft and fluffy, asking her to wash or freshen up and apply some cream, at the very mention of cream.

She said Manny please don’t put in my backside, it is hurting, turning her around looking at her anal opening it was reddish so was the sides of her buttocks due to the slapping on her soft flesh when I was mercilessly pumping in her, I told her if she feels ok we will do it one more time may be tomorrow. She looked at me with sulky eyes but said nothing.

An hour later she freshened up, her baby was awake and playing as we sat talking and watching TV, I asked her why she is wearing her nightie and that we will have one more fucking session before we go to sleep, so you sleep naked with me, she laughed and said what if my husband comes and we get caught, looking straight in her eyes I told her you can say you are having 2 husbands just as he has 2 wives, she laughed it off.

As it was early for dinner, we kept talking and for some reason the talk about Mustaq’s family was being discussed as she portrayed the difference between her and Mustaq’s first wife wherein she talked about the kids and that the mother was roaming about, deriving that maybe she is having some affairs in Phils.

I thought in my mind that may be Laila is trying to justify her affairs with me in a way as a consolation.

Frankly telling her that it’s the mistake of Mustaq if in case she is having an affairs as he had not visited his house to meet his wife and kids, when he was in phils with her and as a woman the first wife will sure find it difficult staying without sex for close to nearly 3 years, then asking her if she could stay without sex, before I could complete the sentence she had said no, it’s difficult and I feel hot and can’t sleep at night, then added Manny you know how I love to have sex with you.

That’s the time I reminded her that even though she is having regular sex that too 2 or thrice from Mustaq and at least once from me, you still want more and would not mind having it any number of times in a day.

So also I told her you are lucky that you are enjoying yourself having the best of 2 men and making the most of your pleasures, which his wife is not getting, and maybe that she is not having any affairs and you are presuming, in that case she is sacrificing herself for the sake of her family.

Further jokingly I added that Laila you experienced anal sex, but she may have not and missed out on so many good things in sex.

She was quick to tell me that Mustaq told her that he had anal sex with his first wife and she is plump with breast size 36, round shaped, so during the last trip he told me, how he kept pressing her breast all the time, as he missed it with me giving the sly shy smile.

The cheeky thing that Laila was, she asked me if I had anal with my wife, bluntly I told her that as I don’t have the privilege with my wife that’s why I am enjoying her anus, also adding that Laila you’re the only one who is also sucking my dick the way I want it, not wasting time so that she does not ask any questions, asked her do you love me chewing and sucking your pussy, yes she said you must do it.

Asking her when I chew continuously how does it feel, she said it’s nice and I enjoy it, but when I have come twice and when you continuously chew me on my pussy, the third time its unbearable as I feel there is no sperms coming out and have to push my organs to spill and you are so aggressive that sometimes you don’t stop chewing and you drain me out and I feel exhausted.

In the course of the discussions, I asked her about her friend, whom she was suppose to bring for me as a live in partner, she said in a hoarse loud voice you don’t need now, as I am here, why you are not satisfied with me and added quickly that Mustaq said we can’t do that as the ladies are Muslims from Mindanao, I told her just leave it and not to ask Mustaq again.

But she further added if you convert then it will be possible as two ladies working as nurses are very much interested to marry again, they have a problem with their husbands and are looking out for a nice partner, they will divorce their husbands who are in phils.

Clearly telling her if I do that I will be castrated by my wife and will be the looser all along, plus I got 2 cute kids from her who love me a lot, I can’t deprive them my love which they always look forward too.

The expression on her face showed the pain to hear this sentence and she dint mince words when she said yes she is aware as in the city, I had a friend and she told her that mostly Indian women don’t let their husband go off so easily.

She said softly with a shy smile that she always wanted to marry a foreigner, but now I am only involved in an affair with you and coming forward her passionate kiss on my lips sealed her feelings towards me.

In my mind I was thinking that all what we have between Laila and me was total lust for each other, she herself was also trying to make the most of it in the absence of her husband.

Her next question surprised me as she said Manny you must have had some affairs with other women as I feel you are that type, very fast and bold in approaching ladies and you know how to handle the situation, when you touched me the 1st time itself, even when I was objecting you did not stop caressing me that I got aroused and as I had often seen your hairy chest after you had a shower every morning, I got carried away.

So even thou I wanted to stop you as it’s haram, but I couldn’t do it as I was also enjoying your touch, as I was confused with your hands on my chest and your hard banana touching me.

Even thou I have married different men, I only allowed my husband’s to touch my body, smilingly she said but you aroused me when you got my nipple in your fingers, that my hands just went cold.

Then she softly added my nipples are very sensitive when a man touches and plays with them, I want to fuck.

To give her support, I told her that I had affairs with another married lady, but just mentioned Meena and how it developed accidently adding that she was a newly married young one who had a playful attitude, I have fucked Meena and was the one to break her hymen, but she was not willing to suck me as she would just feel like bring out at the fact of even trying to put it in the mouth, letting her know in short the lousy way I had sex with her.

Also that Laila you are better than Meena as you knows the ways of seducing a man and giving all you have to the man your involved with, adding quickly to be diplomatic that her previous husbands are fools to have let go such a woman as you Laila, this added a feather in her cap, which produced a deep mouthed kiss from her and nudging and burying her mouth on my neck as I caressed her buttocks and bare back tenderly where in I could feel her back bone.

Adding that even Mustaq must have had sex with the 2nd wife which you made him leave divorce, so it also is an affairs as in case he had kept her it was ok, but he had his fun and left her so it’s an affairs just like between us.

When I asked her about her liking to suck me and swallow the sperm, she said Manny you are a very healthy man and have a strong physic not forgetting your manhood you are a He man.

She was also well aware and did mention the advantage of swallowing the seminal fluids of a healthy man saying it provides calories which is made up of water and nutrients such as vitamin C, calcium and magnesium, which are very essential for a woman, specially when a woman is pregnant, by the way what she said is true as my friend who was a Dr. in Muscat had mentioned this to me, Laila also added that she loves the taste of sperm so swallowing it wasn’t a problem and sucking a penis that is clean like yours.

This proved her way of sucking, where in I use to notice her swallowing her saliva greedily as if it was a candy she was going to have prior to putting my dick in her mouth and to start with she would chew the dick head bulb, tickle the penis with her tongue and when I am coming her hands were like milking my penis to ensure that she has every drop waiting till I jerk out completely and continue sucking till she was sure there was no more left, only letting my dick out of her mouth until she had it all, and I had noticed after swallowing the first thing she would do is drink water.

Mind you guys touch wood, she never had problems during her pregnancy except for the initial stages of puking and at certain smell of foods as usual some women do, she loved chicken biriyani and sour cucumber pickles during her pregnancy.

As always Filipinas are rice and fish eaters, she was one where in the food was bland not at all spicy, that’s why her dyke never smelled as it smells when a person has spicy chilli added foods.

It was a quite affairs between us, the chemistry between me and Laila was such that in presence of Mustaq at home or if we were out together shopping, she would be the usual Conservative Laila fully covered with the niqab, even keeping her distance and standing away from me, that also when I am passing along the same path in the house she would stand by keeping space between us and not even looking at me, her head down, she would talk less only as required in the presence of Mustaq.

Mustaq held her in high and also use to keep praising her, he use to tell me that she is very religious minded as she could recite readings etc. very well and always stupidly added saying he can trust her without doubt, unlike his real first wife.

And how good she was I was aware as also when he had asked her about the perfume I had gifted her, she did mention to him that I gave her for her birthday, when he was in phils, but had quickly ensured that I knew what she had told him, that she came on quite and had quickly told me what to say that included the biryani I had brought from the restaurant.

He had in fact thanked me for making her feel happy by gifting the perfume as he was away or else she would have felt lonely as she was also pregnant.

Whenever she would come out of her room, she would ensure she closes their bedroom door, and in case I looked at her as she passed the passage going to the kitchen or the living room, seeing me looking at her she would just show her palm, not saying hi to me, but it was a sign to let me know that he is awake and sitting on the computer or playing with the baby, so don’t follow her.

The closing of the door when she went into the kitchen or to the comfort room was her plan, but also at all times the door would be closed so that she could remove her abaya and niqab to be comfortable inside their room with him.

When he is sleeping and she knew its safe, she would come out but instead of telling me, she would make signs with her hands saying come to the kitchen and suck me in the kitchen being the safest place, in his presence in the house she would never enter my room unless he was around or she was alone in the house.

With me always wearing wrap around lungi at home, she had told me not to wear my underwear so it was easy for her to just put her hands inside and hold my penis, she herself would be minus her panty, for her it was ok without a panty, but the very fact she was around I use to get the hard on, with my dick erect it was difficult to hide but somehow I use to manage so that Mustaq does not notice, as that would spell disaster.

The trick of closing the door would ensure that when Mustaq opens the door it would make sound, that’s the time when she is sucking me, I should push her away and she would just standup and pretend to do something in the kitchen, which was decided between us.

Even with all these planning it really wasn’t easy and comfortable as behind the mind it was always being on alert and many a times at the slightest sound I had ended up pushing her away, which we use to laugh about.

She would try to ensure and do her best and never forget and as a daily routine after brushing her teeth at night would make sure that before she goes in to their room for their daily fucking before sleeping, she would give me a kiss on quite in the kitchen, sometimes wasting time doing something or the other if Mustaq was around.

After we had kissed and sucked each other tongue as I kept pressing her buttocks, she would softly say, he is waiting for me I have to go and will come out later, indirectly it meant that she will be fucked by Mustaq before he goes to sleep.

We were doing very well with our plan, I use to be keep awake after dinner even if it meant waiting for more than an hour watching TV with a low volume keeping my door open a bit waiting for her to come out specially waiting for my turn of her sucking me in the kitchen.

As usual and practically every day after fucking her Mustaq would be fast sleep, not to mention he was a good sleeper and could sleep anytime of the day or night.

As she told me to ensure he sleeps, she would be lying beside him, cuddling him and chewing on his nipples caressing him thus ensuring he will sleep, she would come out as she had to wash herself which he was always aware that she washes her pussy.

But closing their door, she knew better if it was safe to call me or not and come out making signs to follow her and wait in the kitchen as she would proceed to wash herself.

Imagine she would take the trouble of wearing her abaya and niqab just to come out go to the bathroom, quickly again brush her teeth and wash her pussy with soap.

Coming back to the kitchen, she would just kneel down lifting her head veil and holding the limp dick with her hand start shaking and sucking the tip, she loved to feel and see the penis grow hard in her hand and mouth.

As soon as my dick was erect I would remove her hand, hold her head in both hands and literally fuck her mouth by moving my hips, sometimes she would gag as in my eagerness to enjoy and satisfy myself the full length used to go in, reaching her throat.

In the early days I would avoid fucking her after Mustaq had fucked her, but then with these stolen night indulgence after dinner, I use to get the urge to fuck her pussy, so she too knew it and would wash herself well with soap, but I still knew how well it could be.

But slowly but gradually sometimes my urge was strong that even thou it was too close for comfort to fuck her in the kitchen with him sleeping in the bedroom, as soon as she had sucked for a while, making her stand I use to turn her around tickle her pussy with my fingers.

She knew very well what I wanted and would quickly turn around and bend pulling her abaya along with her dress up to her hips, positioning her pussy at my erect dick so that I could fuck her, softly whispering put it in, as she supported herself holding the wall so that when I pump hard in to her pussy she remains firmly in that position until I spill.

Then just wipe my sperms to a hand towel that would come out and go back to the bedroom and sleep besides him.

During the course of our quick night session in the kitchen, apart from some close calls when Mustaq had come out to go to the toilet for a pee, where in I had to pull out my erect dick at the sound of the door and pretend to make tea and fake a headache or pretend to fill my jug with water which I always keep in my room, and she would be fidgeting with the fridge pretending to keep the remaining food bowls or washing the pots and pan which she would always keep as an alibi.

But mostly either she would suck me until she had swallowed the last drop or I fuck her quickly till I spill in her pussy.

Will be continued in part VIII