Lucky Pathan from Karachi - Sex can be this simple!!
I read this story sometime back over net & saved it. Thought must share it with you guys. Please do tell me if you like!!
P.S. the story doesn't involve ruthless sex action. It's a gradual, passionate sex & love making narration, so hold on to your nuts to really enjoy it
Background: My name is Khushnaseeb (Lucky). I am tall, well built with a fair complexion, brown hair, and blue eyes. I am a Pathan from Khyber Pakhtunkhuwah Pakistan.
I work in a bungalow in Defense Phase 5, Karachi, as a chowkidar (gatekeeper).
The story begins:
Gulabi, the housemaid arrived at the usual time. She always arrived just as Mr., Shah was been driven in his BMW out of the compound gates.
She always waited for me to close the gates so that I could walk with her up the driveway to the house.
"You look nice today," I said as she walked just a head of me swinging her hips seductively. Gulabi was in her twenties from a small village near Lahore. A typical Punjabi girl with the spice and courage they all seemed to possess.
"You always say that" She replied with a small giggle glancing back at me over her shoulder. She had mischievous dark brown eyes and a naughty grin on her luscious lips. She moved her hips in a slightly exaggerated swing as she moved, as I said, a cock-tease.
"Well you always look nice" I insisted with a smile letting my eyes fall to her firm butt.
"Is my gaand (ass) ok?" She asked as we neared the back door to the kitchen behind the car porch. "You are staring at it so hard I was worried something had happened to it," she said teasingly
"Oh yes" I replied slapping it as I came right up behind her in the doorway "That lovely gaand of yours is right where it should be and ripe for plucking".
"Careful!" She chided, "Someone might see."
I laughed softly "Who? Sahib has gone. The kids are at school and memsahib must be sleeping as usual."
"Masoom (the houseboy/cook) is awake isn't he?" Gulabi answered stepping into the kitchen.
"Forget Masoom, how about a quick fuck?" I whispered leaning close and pulling her by the hips back against me.
"Uff Khan!" Gulabi hissed, "Leave me alone before someone sees."
I walked around the back of the bungalow to check the underground water tank and turn the water pump on to fill the overhead tank. After that, I decided to take a round of the bungalow. I usually patrolled the compound five or six times a day. The compound walls were high enough but Mr. Shah insisted I walk around to make sure no one had climbed into the compound and was lurking in the bushes.
I was passing the window of the master bedroom, the drapes were not closed properly, and my eye was drawn to movement inside the master bedroom. I stopped and checking no one was looking, quietly stepped closer, and peeped in through the chink in the drapes.
Memsahib was undressing. She did not see me but I ducked down quickly before peeping into the room again.
She had already removed her shalwars and was now lifting her short kameez up over her head.
I stared as she stood in her low cut black lacy bra and black panties and licked my lips.
Memsahib is an attractive woman, large breasts, wide hips, and a firm fat ass. All buxom and curvy with long black hair down to her ass, the perfect figure for a Desi choot. My cock rose in appreciation if what I saw.
As I stroked my hardening cock, I waited for her to remove her bra and held my breath as she reached behind her back and undid it. She had been facing the window but as she began removing her bra, she turned her back to it and I was denied the sight of her full breasts.
My disappointment was short lived as I saw her next remove her panties, her glorious ass revealed to my hungry eyes as she bent forward to remove them.
She picked up her cloths and turned to face me as she walked to the bathroom.
I sucked in my breath as I saw her large full breasts in their full glory. Her stomach was a little flabby and her thighs thick but shapely while the inviting space between her legs was hairless. Like all good Pakistani women, she was not interested in the bushy natural look. Shah Sahib was a lucky man to have such a woman in his bed.
I ducked down and moved away from the window. I was taking a risk and did not want to push my luck too far.
Masoom was at the gate waiting for me as I walked back to my post.
"Off to the bazaar?" I asked as I opened the side gate beside the large main gate for him.
He nodded and said "the car will be back soon to take the memsahib out so don't think about sneaking off anywhere".
I smiled and nodded. My mind saw an opportunity for some fun and games with Gulabi.
The car came back after dropping sahib and took Memsahib out. I locked the gate after the car had gone and headed to the back door of the kitchen again. Now if only Gulabi was willing the coast was clear for some fun.
I found Gulabi in the utility room loading the washing machine with the cloths she had collected from the various bedrooms.
"Khan!" She said with a gasp as I wrapped my arms around her from behind, "You scared me. What are you doing? Masoom might come in"
"Oh forget him," I said turning her around and pulling her into my arms "He has gone out and so has memsahib"
Gulabi giggled and reached down to pull my groin and hard Lund by my hips against her stomach.
I lifted her by the ass onto a concrete counter along one wall of the utility room and lifted the front shirttail of my Kameez (long shirt). Holding it in my mouth, I then opened the Nara (drawstring) of my shalwar (baggy trousers) and winked at Gulabi.
My shalwar fell to the floor around my ankles as Gulabi took hold of my hard man pole and said, "Oh it is very hard and hot today. You haven't been putting it in anyone lately it seems"
I lifted her off the counter and turned her around facing it. Lifting the back of her kameez, I took hold of her around the waist as my other hand took hold of her shalwar and pulled them down.
Gulabi parted her legs as my fingers moved to feel her choot (pussy) from behind.
"Oh Gulabi" I chided smacking her ass gently "Didn't your mother tell you to always keep your choot shaved?"
"Shut up" She retorted, "What difference does a little hair make to you? You are just going to fuck me not examine me"
I laughed as I bent my knees slightly and brought my cock head in line with her wet pussy hole.
"Your husband doesn't mind the hair?" I teased lodging my fat bloated cock head at the entrance of her fuck tunnel
She gasped and said, "You always say the same rubbish. Just do it Khan before someone comes back."
We always had these little chats before fucking. She was usually unshaved but she clipped her hair with a pair of scissors daily (she claimed). As she said, it did not matter to me. I was just interested in screwing her and shooting a gallon of munni (spunk) into her.
I eased my 8-inch cock into her slowly. She was used to it but I wanted to enjoy the sensation of entering her silky smooth, wet, and hot choot.
We fucked whenever we got the chance. It was not as often I would have liked but with Memsahib and Masoom around, the chances were rare.
I held onto her hips as I fucked her from behind. My pace slow but my penetration to the full. I pulled my cock right back until only the head was in her choot and then snapped forward sending every inch possible into her. Each thrust brought a moan from her as her ass wobbled.
"Gulabi jaan" I asked panting "is it good do you like my Lund in you?"
"Uff "She moaned "just fuck me you donkey dick and let me finish my work"
I picked up the pace and started to really ram into her. Her brown butt wobbled as my cock went into her and my groin impacted against them.
The utility room was warm. I wiped my brow with the back of my hand as I screwed away at her hot inferno of a cunt.
Gulabi rested her face on her folded arms as I fucked her, Meeting each of my thrusts with an 'Oomph' sound.
I leaned forward and reached with one hand to grasp a firm breast and squeeze it.
She sighed and moaned putting one of her own hands on mine as it squeezed and released and squeezed her tit again.
I did not break my pace just kept on humping her doggy style hard and fast.
As she arched her back, she looked back at me, her face plastered in sweat and her eyes half closed with pleasure, I knew that she was nearly there.
I took hold of her hips with both hands and started to ram harder, faster and deeper into her enjoying the way her brown butt wobbled as my Lund pistoned in and out of her.
I gritted my teeth and bit my bottom lip as I fought to hold off the eruption building in my balls.
She was groaning and moaning moving her ass back against me in time with my movements. Gulabi was a girl who loved to fuck, not a blushing virgin or a girl with any inhibitions.
As I felt the pressure build and the moment of crisis come, I withdrew my Lund and grabbed it. I pulled Gulabi up, pushed her to her knees facing me as a stream of white cum shot up from my cock, arched, and fell in drops onto her face and hair.
"Behenchod (sister fucker)" She spluttered getting to her feet and spitting out any drops that may have landed in her mouth. I fought to catch my breath laughing as she grabbed a clean folded towel from the counter and wiped her face and hair as I milked the last drops of man seed from my throbbing pulsating cock.
Looking at the towel Gulabi abused me in her native Punjabi "MaderChod! (Motherfucker) Behenchod! Haramzada (bastard)".
I took the now soiled towel from her and wiped my cock clean with it.
"Why did you do that?" She asked, "I like to feel it fill me."
Pulling my shalwar up and tying my Nara I smiled and said "Ari Chup (Quiet) Gulabi, it's not the first time you have had my cock cream over your face."
"Fuck off you bastard" She hissed very annoyed "Anyway, who did you learn that from, some gaando (homo) you have fucked?"
I laughed at her question and replied honestly, "I saw it on a Tota (Porn video)."
I leaned over and smirked as I said, "You should ask your husband to try it"
Laughing as she spewed a torrent of Punjabi verbal abuse at me, I left the utility room and went out the kitchen back door.
Over the next few days, I could not get the image of memsahib out of my mind. It was driving me nuts and making me hotter and hotter the more I thought of her.
The memory of Memsahib's hot body tormented me for the next few days. A chance with Gulabi didn't come so I was forced to jerk myself off in frustration.
Then very early on Sunday morning Mr. Shah and the children left for a day at the beach. The family had a beach house there and would probably come back late that night.
They took Masoom along with them to be serve them and naturally the driver went and as Gulabi didn't come to work on Sunday, I was left alone with Memsahib.
It was late morning when I walked up to the back door to the kitchen and went inside. I was filling a thermos with cold water from the water cooler when I heard a series of moans and gasps and a man saying something in what I assumed was English.
I knew no one was at home apart from memsahib and so I put the thermos down and went to investigate.
I followed the noise to the TV lounge and stopped at the closed door and listened. There was groaning and moaning from inside. I didn't need to understand English to know what was going on. Memsahib was watching a porno video. I smirked at the idea of the dignified and very correct Mrs. Shah fingering her choot in front of a large plasma screen TV watching a 'Tota'.
I tried the handle of the door, gently opened the door, and peeped in.
There reclining on the sofa, her back boosted up by cushions was Mrs. Shah.
She was watching the TV with full concentration. I looked at the screen and saw a white man and a black woman fucking. The woman on top of him riding his white cock as he slapped and squeezed her black ass.
Mrs. Shah was biting her lower lip and although I couldn't see I was certain that one of her hands was between her legs.
I opened the door fully and stepped inside quietly.
Memsahib did not scream she just looked at me in surprise and froze
The porno was still playing, the actors now screwing doggy style and moaning loudly in total enjoyment.
Memsahib pulled her hand from between her legs and sat up reaching for the TV remote control.
I smiled and looked at her as she turned bright red with embarrassment.
"What are you doing here?" She blurted out "You know that you cannot enter the bungalow unless someone calls you inside"..................
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"What are you doing here?" She blurted out "You know that you cannot enter the bungalow unless someone calls you inside."
"I heard moaning and a man's voice and came to check that no one had entered and attacked you Memsahib. I was concerned and doing my job" I explained.
"Well.." She fumbled "I see. Thank you."
I looked at the now blank TV screen and said, "You know, if you need anything, you can trust me. There is no need to be uneasy if relief is available"
She blushed and looked at me hard asking "what do you mean Khan? I am a married and respectable woman."
"Of course Memsahib, but it seems that you are not being taken care of by Sahib jee" I replied.
My heart was racing. I was in a very dangerous position. Memsahib could scream and shout 'rape' and I would be strung up by my balls swinging from a ceiling fan in a police station before nightfall, while Sahib and the police 'arranged' my disappearance.
Memsahib looked at me hard and then let her eyes wonder over me from head to toe.
I saw a flicker of interest and knew that I had a chance, I just had to be clever.
"Memsahib. A man needs a woman and a woman needs a man. That is just natural and using your hands and fingers to take the heat out is not healthy. My village Hakim (traditional doctor) always advised us to use the natural ways to achieve health."
I smoothed my kameez against my groin. The erection poking up in my shalwar was hard to miss when I did it and I wanted her to see what I had on offer.
She was silent but her eyes drank in the bulge in my clothing.
I stood with my legs apart and reached under the front shirttail of my kameez and tugged the nara holding my shalwar up, open.
I smiled but my heart was in my mouth as sweat trickled down my back, as a Pathan, fear is something I was taught never to give in to.
Memsahib did not move but simply watched me.
I let my shalwar fall to the ground and then after squeezing my cock a few times to get it good and hard, I lifted the front of my kameez.
Memsahib's eyes widened and her hand went to her mouth as she gasped. She looked at my Lund, standing tall and proud before her and then looked at my face. I usually got this reaction from my partners the first time they saw my prick.
"If you tell anyone, I will kill you " She said finally getting to her feet and walking up to me.
I stood still and replied "I will never tell anyone, Trust me."
Memsahib took hold of my throbbing manhood in one hand and then cupped my balls with the other. She gently manipulated the ball sack and squeezed the shaft of my cock; she knelt down before me and said, "It is huge! I have never seen one this big in real life!"
I unbuttoned and pulled my kameez off. Standing only in my vest as she played with my tool.
She leaned forward and darted her tongue at the piss slit on the top of my mushroom shaped cock head.
The taste of my dewdrop of precum (courtesy of her manipulations) must have pleased her because she opened her mouth and took the cock head in and sucked it.
It was a nice start to what I hoped would be a ball busting session of fucking.
She worked her head up and down on my tool while she handled my balls and I put a hand on her head watching her as she sucked me off.
I decided to take the imitative not wanting her to bring my juice up too soon with her mouth.
I eased her off me and said "Let's do this properly in your bedroom"
"No do it here " She replied lying down on the sofa and pulling her shalwar down.
I moved between her legs as she raised and parted them. To my surprise she did not remove her panties and when I reached to pull them down she said "No. Do it with them on"
I was confused but she pulled the crotch aside and exposed her wet choot lips to me.
"Lick me Khan" She ordered
I have never licked a choot in my life. I had seen it done in porno and had some idea of what to do but I hesitated and looked at her face in embarrassment.
" You have never done it?" She said and smiled "Don't worry I will teach you. Just pretend that it is a juicy mango you have just starting to peel. Lick it and suck it like that."
She did not look like a mango and as my tongue tasted her sensitive shaved choot skin, she did not taste sweet like a mango either. The scent of her choot was intoxicating though.
"Hold my ass and lick me" She told me "Get your tongue to slide along the slit Yes! Oh yes that is the way. Ummm feels so good"
My tongue was soon lapping at her pussy slit, running the tip of my tongue along the wet sensitive furrow, I soon was lashing her from cunt hole to clit. She held my head as she moaned and encouraged me to lick her and suck her.
I was not sure about the sucking part but I sucked at her opening as her juice dribbled from her hole. I was not sure what to expect but lust was driving me now, so I did not flinch from trying it.
Her juice tasted salty and not that nice. I was reluctant to continue but her spasms of pleasure made me pause and reassess. If it made her horny and happy then why not? I would get her to pay me back later on.
We continued this for a while; I stroked my cock as I knelt between her legs smearing the precum leaking from its tip over the head as my mouth and tongue worked on her choot.
"Ok. Ok." She sighed, "Put it in now. I want to feel that monster of yours in me"
I scrambled between her legs and guided the bloated head of my manhood at her dipping hole. My spit and her juice had lubed it up nicely. I would slip into her with some ease, I thought.
She gasped as the head lodged in her opening putting her hands on my stomach and pushing me back.
"Easy. Don't rush. I am not used to such a big tool. Don't hurt me" She whispered.
I nodded and moved with great gentleness into her. My lund stretching the opening wide as it slipped ever so carefully into her. She was tight and wet and very hot. She had had children, surely her pussy had been stretched by childbirth? It did not seem that way. She was as tight as any teenage maiden I had had in my life.
She moaned and whimpered as I sank slowly into her hot box. Half way in, she made me stop, her eyes shut tight as she shuddered beneath me.
I paused and then moved forward again, easing more of my Lund into her choot.
My body ached as I leaned over her. One hand on the back of the sofa, the other holding the sofa cushions supporting my weight. Rivulets of sweat ran down my back and arms as I struggled to avoid collapsing onto her.
"Show me your tits" I said panting "I want to see them and suck them"
Her kameez made freeing them impossible without her uncocking me and sitting up impossible for her.
I growled in frustration and with a series of savage thrusts, I rammed the last few inches of my cock into her.
She screamed as I rammed into her, putting her hand to stifle further screams, she squeezed her eyes closed but did not tell me to stop. She obviously was enjoying the feel of me banging into her.
I filled her completely with my burning, hot prick. My balls jammed tight against her ass as I eased myself down onto her prone body.
I took hold of her fat firm ass, the firmest largest ass I had so far felt in my time in Karachi and started to fuck her. It was hard work, Her choot was tight. I panted as I tried to get the rhythm going. She was doing nothing to help me. Panting and moaning as I worked at fucking her, she lay beneath me holding me tight and moaning.
A shudder and a hot wet feeling against my invading cock lodge deep in her cunt told me she had cum. The juice lubed my cock up and made sliding in and out of her much easier.
To be Continued...
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I soon had a good pace going and the sofa was squeaking as Memsahib bucked under me.
Her legs were now wrapped around my waist as she ran her hands up and down my sweaty back.
We were panting and moaning as the speed picked up and I sent my cock deep into her harder and faster.
She tensed again under me whimpering as I again felt her choot grip my cock hard and spasm over it. She was coming again and I felt my own climax approach.
I began to fuck fast and felt the spunk explode up my cock shaft and out into her womb.
I felt dizzy and light headed as the waves of spunk blasted out of me into her.
I collapsed in a panting sweating heap on her as the spurts from my cock became less and less.
As we caught our breath Memsahib said "Oh khan. That was amazing."
I smiled and replied "Memsahib, I am here to serve you in everyway you want."
After I had withdrawn my cock, I sat on the sofa looking at her still parted legs and watched as my juice began to dribble from her well-fucked choot.
It was still only noon.
& with this we reach to the end of part 1. Hope you like it.
Will be back soon with the remaining tale.....
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