Home Alone With Saali

Hi I am a great fan of reading other peoples sexual experiences on ISS and thought I would share mine. My name is Salim, I am 35, got married in 2005 to Uzma who is now 30. Uzma has a younger sister who is 25 named Huma. Huma and Uzma are from Lahore but we are all in Karachi. Huma is studying in Karachi and lives with close family friends and goes up to Lahore for holidays. She would come often to visit us. For some reason she did not feel comfortable living with us in Karachi and Uzma did not encourage her to stay with us.

Although Huma is modest, sharif kunwari larki, wears the scarf and does not try to draw my attention towards her. I have lust for her. I fantasize about undressing her and screwing her. Uzma had to go to Lahore to attend a wedding, I could not get leave from work, so Uzma left for Lahore, she told me to invite friends over for company but told me “Don’t disturb Huma, she has got exams”. Already the first night alone at home, I started to think about Huma. What if she was here with me, I would seduce her, kiss her lips and remove her scarf to see her lovely black long hair spread out and flow along the length of her back.

Just as I was thinking about Huma, the phone rang, I thought it would be my wife Uzma but to my surprise I heard Huma’s soft and kind of sexy voice and the way she says “Bhai” oh god such a turn on I wish I could grab her right then. She asked “saab theek toh hai Salim Bhai?, suna hai aap akeleh gabrarey hein, Baji ney kaha kai mein aap key liye khana laoun aur aap kai taraf chaker lagaya karoun” I was a little bit confused because Uzma had prepared some food and frozen it and I knew she definitely would not ask her sister to come to my house when I am alone. What if she did?

I replied hesitantly “haan ajao, do come by” I called Uzma on her mobile to confirm that Huma’s message but she could not be reached. It was Friday night, I was watching a Hollywood movie on cable which had a lot of sex scenes, I was already feeling horny. The bell rang. I went to the gate and there she was, my sweet saali: Huma had a maroon scarf on, red lip stick, mascara, cheeks lightish pink, her tight yellow shalwar kameez showed off the outline of her body curves. Her dupatta just covered her neck and so I could see her busty breasts.

Behind her was her university friend in his beige Suzuki Cultus car. As soon as I came out of the house to greet her, he asked her: “mein jaoun?”” like as if he was in a hurry to rush back. She replied to him “Ji Imran Bhai chale jaen” He drove off and I greeted her, took her trolley bag and the bag which had the food into my house. I showed her the guest room, left her trolley bag and went to the kitchen to put the food she had brought in the fridge.

When I had come back, Huma had taken off her scarf and had a dupatta over her head, I could now see quite a bit of her hair and her cleavage (the tight kameez with low neck line, looked like her breasts just wanted to pop out). We chatted for a bit in the guest room about my work, her studies, married life, had she found anyone suitable for marriage etc. Then I told her I was hungry. She smiled and said “don’t worry I will take the place of your dear wife”.

I smiled and thought to myself “I so wish I could get her in my bed.”I followed her to the kitchen admiring her tight ass. In the kitchen she started to warm up the food she had brought and started preparing chapatti.

When everything was ready, I set up the plates on the dining table and she brought the food on the table. While we ate, we chatted again about boring stuff at first then went on to talk about celebrities, bollywood, whether she had boyfriends and if Uzma ever had boyfriends. Huma admitted that she preferred hanging around guys and was dating. I asked her “So what’s up with the scarve?” Huma replied blushing “Saleem Bhai, it was the only way I could get Mama and Papa to let me come to Karachi to study and to go out in general. Otherwise I would have been married off already.”

I kept silent but thought maybe I could get her to remove her dupatta as well and untie her hair to let them flow down. I had heard from Uzma that she had long black hair but never got a chance to check it out. The dining table conversation got more “sexual” as I dared to ask her about boyfriends and how far she had been. She told me “just kissing and first base”. I was surprised that she even let a guy see her breasts/touch them/lick them. Then she asked about Uzma and our sex life, suhaag raat, how often do we do it, what positions etc..

As I described to her our suhaag raat I told her how I had to hold Uzma’s legs apart to give her her first chudai, how she screamed, tears running down her eyes as I broke her hymen and blood flowed down her thigh on to the bed, how her payals kept ringing as I fucked her. Huma listened with strong interest, I could see her cheeks going red, her lips moistening and fidgeting her legs. I told her that we fucked at least 3 times a week and we had done almost everything except anal. As we started to clean up, I helped her by giving her the plates etc.. to wash. As she was washing the dishes, I came behind and pressed myself against her and held on to her waist. She did not resist.

I whispered in her ear “What are you in the mood of?” She blushed, closed her eyes, smiled and replied with a giggle “aap key kiya iradey hain Salim Bhai” I moved my hand down to her hips towards her inner thighs and one hand on kamarband to loosen her shalwar. She grabbed my hands tightly and pushed me away and said “Salim Bhai, kyoun nein aap ice cream liyein aur movie deklein?” “What does she want, whats her plan?” was on my mind when she pushed her away. At this point I was wanted her so badly, I wanted to take her in my room and pull her shalwar down, rip her panties while pulling them off and just fuck her hard on the bed.

But I kept my cool and got my car key and drove to the nearest ice cream parlor to get some ice cream. I started to think “She is a fucking teaser, knows her moves, but whats her plan, is she really attracted to me, is she a nympho looking for a chance to screw a guy or is she playing games.” I was not sure about her, an almost surprise visit caught me off guard. I bought some ice cream and went to the local movie rental store. At the store, I asked the manager “I have chokri back home that I want to bang but she is a tight chokri, hijab and kunwari, you have any movie which would loosen her up?”

He replied “You need a Hollywood teenage romantic/sex comedy with maybe one or two love scenes”. He pulled out a DVD and said “try this!”. I did not care for the title, paid him and headed home. As I got home, I saw the dishes had been cleaned, I went to the guest room and saw that Huma had taken off her shalwar kameez, bra and panties and left them on the bed. Her stockings were in the shoes she was wearing.

As I approached the bathroom, I heard the noise of the shower. As I tried to open the door, I heard her say “Kaun?” I replied “Mein houn Salim, Ice cream aur picture liya houn” She replied “kaunsi?” I told her it was random Hollywood movie, she said great and told me to wait as she had a surprise for me. As I went to put on the movie, got two cups/spoons for the ice cream and sat down to watch TV, I heard the bathroom door unlock. Huma entered the room but to my utter surprise white towel covering her hair, sleave less light purple top with pink straps of her bra showing and matching shorts showing off her sexy slim legs.

I said “This is a real surprise” She giggled, smiled, sat next to me. It was the first time I saw so much of her body and without her scarf. Normally a dupatta would be covering her chest but here I had an open view to her cleavage and her top/bra barely covering her breasts. As she sat her shorts barely covered her hips. We fed each other ice cream, I accidentally dropped some on her right breast. I moved my head down to lick it/clean it with my tongue, she blushed and fidgeted. As soon as the ice cream drops had been cleaned off her breast, she moved my head away and got up to go to the bathroom again.

I thought to myself “damn she is putting on a great show.”I heard the noise of the hair dryer for about 5 minutes. Huma came out and returned but this time her semi dry black hair were down, her bra was gone so I could see the out line of her breasts and her hardened nipples pointing out beneath her top and to my utter amazement her shorts were gone too. She was now just wearing black panties. She came and sat next to me. This time, I had an almost full view of her breasts. We stared at each other, Huma was breathing hard, face was blushed, she looked ready, I could tell that her horniness had build up and was ready for me to make the move.

The movie was a distraction, I started to rub her thigh, she froze as as she felt my hand moving up and down her thigh, I felt her heartbeat increase, as I moved my hand closer to her inner thighs, she closed her legs tightly and grabbed my hand and nodded and whispered “Please Salim Bhai abhi nein”. She was saying “NO” but deep down I could tell she wanted it but just needed to feel comfortable, relaxed and I needed to go slow on her. As I moved closer her she moved back until her head hit the arm rest of the couch, I came on to her and started to kiss her, our tongues playing with each other, I started to cup her breasts, still covered by her sleeve less strap top.

I shifted my hand under her top to cup her breasts, I rubbed her nipples, they were already hard, as I pinched her right nipple she let out a loud moan “Auwwwn”. I could tell she was horny. She lifted her top above her breasts, they looked amazing, the hardened nipples were in full view. I then proceeded to completely pull her top off and threw it on the floor. As I started licking/biting her nipple, cupping her breasts with both of my hands. I heard her moans grow, trying to keep her legs pressed together but the fire inside her kept building/her horniness kept building up, she had an uncontrollable lust and passion. A lust that just wanted to break free after so many years of being kunwari and under hijab from guys. She moaned, her body shuttered, her legs fidgeted.

At this point my bulge was aching me in my pants and underwear. I took off my pant/underwear, Huma got up unbuttoned my shirt, kissing. Then as we were standing kissing, my erection was in Full view for Huma, Huma smiled and admired the size of my lundh. She sat me down on the couch and then came on top of me, legs on each side, her inner thigh/panties rubbing against my shaft, we shared kisses with her breasts pressed against my chest. She went down and started to lick/bite my nipple, I groaned as I also felt her hand rubbing the tip of my cock. She was licking/biting on my nipple and giving me an amazing hand job with a tight grip.

I started to push her head down, she got the signal and she got on her knees, staring up at her behnoi/me (sister’s husband) started to suck on my cock. Oh what a feeling, Uzma would not and could not suck my lundh the way Huma was, she sucked on it like an expert. She kept looking up at me as sucked on my cock, licking the cockhead, sucking on the cockhead then licking along the shaft, taking my balls in her mouth then taking the whole shaft down her throat, drooling, moaning but muffled moans. Her drool going down her chin on to the floor.

I sat groaning and cursing her as she sucked on my cock. I loved the way she varied the pace of her sucking, licking on the cockhead, slapping my cock on her tongue than continue to suck with muffled moans “uhmmmmm uhmmmm”. When my cock was rock hard and dripping wet in her drool, Huma started to give me a hard and fast handjob, her fist tightly gripped to my lundh, jerking me off and licking on the cockhead. I grunted and groaned, I tried to control, I did not want to cum but I did not want her to stop either.

She stair at me and then said:“nikalney wala toh nein hai?”But before she could do anything, I shouted:ooohhh” and I cummed, the first shots of cum hit her lips, tongue and chin. The rest was streaming down along her fingers that were tightly holding my cock. Huma stood up and went to get a tissue to wipe her face, hand and rest of the cum that was on my lundh. We kissed on the couch, Huma was not upset that I had cummed too quickly. Maybe she thought it was good in a way, she had preserved her virginity. We sat together on the couch kissing each other, I cupped her breast with her nipples still hard. As we kissed, I felt her hand grab my lundh and started to stroke.

Then she hopped on top of me again rubbing her panty covered vagina along my cock. I asked Huma “Why you have your panties still on?” She lifted herself and I pulled her panties down so they were hang on her left knee. Completely naked, full of lust, with complete loss of innocence, she started to give me a lap dance, legs spread wide, her pussy walls spread out as she rubbed along my shaft. Huma held on to my shoulders, closed her eyes and humped making rapid jerking movements with her hips.

As her humping/rubbing pussy against my cock increased, I felt her love juice moisten her pussy and my cock. Her moans increased and as her uncontrollable ectascy/lust increased. She pulled my head back and screamed “ahnnnnn merey jannu” and her love juice streamed down her thighs on to my cock, couch and dripping on the floor. My cock was semi hard but still not hard, visibly shaken by her latest orgasm and still not fucked, her eyes wide open, facial expression saying “fuck me”, her cheeks now red.

I pulled her hand and took her to her sister’s and my bedroom. Uzma’s dressing table had Uzma’s make up kit and other toiletry. Both bedside tables had photo frames of me and Uzma, there was even a big frame of Uzma and I with Uzma in bridal dress.

Huma was a little embarrassed “Should we go to the guest room?” I said “here is fine”, put the photos down, put a white towel on the bed, looked through Uzma’s night suits and dresses, found a bright red short nighty which barely covered the hips and I found a set of payals, the ones Uzma wore on our suhaag raat.

I instructed Huma to wear her sister’s nighty and her sister’s payals. My lust for Huma had taken over my fidelity to Uzma. I lay on the bed and instructed Huma “69”, she knew what I meant and took up position sucking my cock while giving me access to her pussy and ass to eat on and to finger. Huma’s moans were muffled with the cock in her mouth as I tongued her/finger fucked her pussy and asshole. I played with her pussy/ass, Huma moaned/fidgeted around, sucking stopping to moan and jerk off my cock with her tight grip.

Huma then turned around on her knees facing me started to suck deepthroat and jerking me off hard slapping my cockhead on her tongue to get my cock hard. My cock still did not get hard. Huma gave up, we were both tired so we fell asleep in each other’s arm.

The next morning, I found Huma still asleep in Uzma’s nighty and payals. The payals rang each time she moved in her sleep. I started to spread her legs, and started to finger her, rubbing her clit with my thumb. In her sleep she moaned “uhmmm abhi nein uhmm”

I lifted the nighty up spreading her legs further apart and started to eat her out, sucking on her clit/tongueing her pussy/ licking along her pussy walls/rubbing her clit/ rubbing her pussy and finger her pussy. Huma moans grew loader/ pussy became soaked in her love juice. In her sleep I got on top of Huma, took the straps of the nighty off revealing her breasts and rubbed my semi-limp cock along her wet pussy. I spread Huma legs and bit/sucked on her nipples/breasts continue to rub my cock along her pussy, my lundh gently grew in length and hardness as I slapped it along her pussy. Huma moaned in appreciation but her eyes were closed.

I then started to jerk my self to get my cock hard stairing at my saali naked on my bed. When my cock got hard, I pressed it against Huma’s pussy. Her hymen was tough to break. Huma woke up/caught by surprise, saw me on top of her screamed her pet dialogue in Urdu “abhi nein pleese salim bhai yeh na karein”. What a teaser slut, I was over charged in lust, my lundh was rock hard solid, she sucked me, why can’t I fuck her, no one to stop me, my saali helpless on my bed wearing her sister’s nighty and payals. I was so lustful, I was now ready to even fuck”.

I spread her legs apart, pressed my cock hard against her vagina, pressed it hard so her hymen “popped” and my cock head was in, she screamed in pain “ahnnn neinnnn uhnnnnn fucking bastard” then held both of her wrists and fucked her hard. My balls slapped against her pussy, her legs spread out hanging. As I banged her hard, the payals rang. I remembered the suhaag raat with Uzma now it was Huma’s suhaag raat. I let go of Huma’s wrists got on my knees and held on to her ankles, banging her even harder. Huma’ beautiful breasts with hardened nipples bounced with each hard penetration. I could see my cock soaked from her love juice, her pussy soaked in her own cum.

I then instructed to her “koti baan saali”. Huma obeyed her behnoi and turned around along the width of the bed got on her hands and knees spreading her legs, doggy style.

I came behind her and banged her harder/faster slapping her asscheeks. Huma could not resist, she screamed and moaned trying to control the thrusts by holding my thighs. I grabbed her hands and held them pinned on the bed and shouted to her “don’t resist saali, ffucking teasing me for too long”.

She obeyed and kept her hands on the bed as I banged her hard. I started to finger her ass hole at the same time. As I fucked her, I screamed “saali, teaser bitch, behnoi kai liye itni behai, hijab e chordia?” She replied “unnn ayeee ayee ohhh fuck behnoi jee aap ki pyaari slut saali houn ahhhhh oye fuck mein mari oh yeah”. Huma started to shake and cum, he love juice streaming down her thighs.

I then had her ride my lundh. no resistance this time like a sweet obiedient saali who loves her behnoi, she rode my cock, her breasts bounced with each thrust of my cock inside. She kept moaning “ffuck me fffuck me yeah ffuck me aoohnnnn ahnnn ffuck me”. I grabbed her breasts pinching her nipples as she rubbed her clit riding me, the bed was making rocking noise. While riding me she screamed in ectasy/massive orgasmic explosion and fell on me. I started to bang her and slap her now reddened ass cheeks.

My cock had gotten limp again. I got up to get some body cream, I positioned my saali in doggy position again, holding her hair had her suck me/taste her own pussy. As I face fucked her/her moans muffled/drooled along my cock and drool dripped down her chin. Face fucking her, I started to lubricate her ass hole with body cream. The cool feel of the cream made her twitch for a bit. She stopped sucking and started begging and pleading: Please Salim Bhai abhi nein, nein karein please, ghandh mein nein, I beg you…”

I ignored her begging, held her hair and pushed her face back on to my cock to fuck her face. I started to finger fuck her asshole, lubricating her asshole making the hole bigger. Her moans muffled, I started to finger fuck her pussy and asshole, she could not resist, she cummed and moaned louder, jerking off my cock, When I felt my cock was ready and her asshole was ready, I took her in spoon position holding her wrists with one hand, with the other hand I guided my cock into the entrance of her ghandh pressing my cock head against the entry of her asshole.

Uzma begged me to stop and used her pet dialogue “abh nein”, I ignored her and pushed my cock in moving the cockhead and some of my cock inside her rear end. She squealed “haannnnnnn maaar gai ahnnnnnnnnn”. I held one leg apart with the other hand I played with her clit/pussing, fingering making her moan/scream. Once I had my whole shaft was in her ghandh, I started to bang her asshole hard, slapping her ass cheek. She screamed louder in pain and pleasure.. She begged me to stop but I continued. I grabbed her breasts, rubbed her clit. She screamed and shaked and cummed. As she cummed again her body shuddered and shaked, ohh what a sight to see my nasty saali cum and have such a wild orgasm.

I then positioned her in doggy style, continued to bang her ghandh in doggy position grabbing her hair and neck shouted “whose slut are you bitch jawab deye saali” Huma moaned back “ahhh ahhh ahnnn tumari bastard ahnn fucck tumari houn”. I held on to her shoulder banging her faster and harder, I was about to cum and Huma such a tease started to tease me like a nasty bitch by urging me on and rubbing my balls/shaft from behind:

“I want you to cum behnoi jee, yeah cum now i know you want to cum so badly bastard, i want please cum in your saali yeah please jaanu i want your cumm so badly….” I could not resist any longer I took my cock out, laid Huma on the bed, screamed “moun khole”. Huma opened her mouth wide, I digged my cock deep down her throat with her moans muffled, I cummed and screamed “yeh ley saali”. I fed her all my cum, she had no choice but to swallow, sum of my cum dripped down her chin and neck and on to her breasts.

Huma cleaned my cock with her tongue swallowing the rest of my cum. Huma then cuddled herself on the bed, I noticed the big gaping hole of her asshole and her soaking wet pussy hole. In this cuddled position Huma closed her eyes to sleep. I went to take a shower and prepare breakfast. I then heard the locking of the bathroom door, it must be Huma. I heard the noise of the shower. I went to the bedroom, I noticed the blood stains on the towel. Huma had been broken in.

Huma came out of the shower and was dressed in the shalwar kameez, she was wearing when she came last night, I put the towel, Huma’s nighty and the bedsheets in the laundary. As soon as we sat down for breakfast, my mobile rang. I picked it up, it was Uzma, She asked “Huma ghar per toh nein hai?” I replied lying “Nein kyoun?” She replied back “apna mobile nein utarai aur kaal uska paper hai.”I told her maybe she had gone to a friend’s house to study bla bla. I put the phone down, kissed Huma and we had breakfast together. I told Huma you need to study. I drove her to her friend’s home to make the alibi stick and returned home.

Uzma returned from Lahore two days later, didn’t notice anything except the food that Huma had brought which was in the fridge. She asked “Who brought this?” I said “It was ahnnn Huma.” Uzma’s face changed, she was not at all happy that her sister could come when I am alone. I reassured her that I did not call her, she came herself. I calmed her down. I wondered what made Uzma so insecure in front of Huma, never understood.

Maybe she genuinely sensed that Huma could take her husband away. Two years later Huma also got married, I am not sure how she was able to cover for not being a virgin. The tease that she is, she sent me pictures of herself from her suhaag raat wearing maroon lingerie (bra and g-string panties), payals on her ankles, arms and legs covered in mehndi and another set of pictures naked in the bathroom. While talking to her husband one day, I asked him doesn’t she say “abhi nein” a lot, he replied “yes she does say that a lot”. We laughed.