When Mary Met Ahmed

My wife, Mairoula, is a woman exactly in her 40s. She still carries a few extra pounds, but no one would call her unattractive. Quite the opposite. She is of average height, with full, velvety-textured breasts, long brown hair down to her back, a cute face, and fleshy lips that fully embrace the penis. Outdoors, she doesn't dress particularly provocatively, unless I ask her to. But inside the house, she never wears underwear, no matter what she wears in any season.
 
Ahmet is a very good friend and colleague of mine from Pakistan. We are the same age. He is also married, a man who takes great care of himself, his diet, his health, and his clothing. Every year… uh… he gets a check-up for preventive reasons. We started hanging out several years ago, when many summer Saturdays he was assigned as the guard at the company's security post where we work. Often, when I didn't have anything interesting to do besides occupying myself with Mairoula's body, I would go to keep him company with coffee and a cigarette. Over time, and relatively quickly, our conversations became very personal. We started talking about our wives and our sexual preferences. We showed each other photos of them, even in strange poses we managed to catch them in. His wife didn't excite me that much. Mairoula, especially in summer photos, really turned him on. For some strange reason, I liked that. In fact, one evening so much so, that we both got hard and ended up naked. It was the first time we touched each other, and I let him fuck me. And even twice in a row. But I'll describe that some other time.
 
One afternoon when he had gone to the post early, he called me about some problem he had with his laptop, and he had brought it to see if I could fix it. I suggested to Mary (Mairoula) to come along for a ride, since she had nothing to do. When she asked me what to wear, I told her to dress very lightly. When she insisted, I told her jokingly not to wear underwear. I might have been making a deliberate joke, but she took it seriously and didn't wear any. So, she put on a blouse with an open bust that almost revealed her breasts and cleavage from the outside, and underneath, an airy long skirt with a slit on the side, and sneakers. By car, in 20 minutes we were outside the gate.
 
He opened quickly, I parked the car in the manager's spot, and Ahmet welcomed us smiling at the security post. He didn't make a bad impression on Mary. We sat down, he got us a coffee from the machine in production, and we lit a cigarette. He could hardly take his eyes off her breasts. But she had noticed it too, because she kept looking at him often. At some point, during our conversation, Mary leaned forward a little, resting her elbows on her thighs. The view Ahmet had was exquisite. After a while, she changed her posture again, and crossed her legs, freeing one leg from the side slit and placing it over the covered one. Ahmet swallowed hard. At one point he almost forgot what he was saying, but he recovered. He couldn't stand it anymore, and started adjusting his pants to feel more comfortable. He told her bluntly that she is a very beautiful woman, and in a moment of impulsiveness he asked us how our sex life was. Mary answered that we do it as often as we can. It's not every day, but we do what we can. When she asked him, Ahmet answered that generally he is very deprived. His wife is in his homeland, and here he can't do anything. Unless Mary had some girlfriend who wanted sex even with a Pakistani.
 
At that point, Mary answered him that for her to think about one of her girlfriends, she would first have to know his tastes herself. And of course, he answered that he could only show those by having sex. So he asked her… if she wanted to have sex. He convinced her, but the condition she set was that he would go straight inside her. Without blowjobs and kisses. So, they got up and undressed in seconds. He had her lie down on the makeshift bed in the post. Mary lifted her pelvis slightly, opened her thighs, and had him slide between them. Ahmet's cock certainly has differences. The head is definitely larger and a bit thicker than the shaft, with a dark red color. The shaft is dark brown.
 
She grabbed it with her hand, rubbed it a little on her labia, and guided it inside her. She kept her thighs open, while following his gentle rhythm. Her hands simply touched his sides. She looked at him with half-closed eyes, while whispering to him if he liked her pussy. With each of his penetrations, Mary began to be ecstatic with the sensation of the head of his cock in her vagina. They kept that rhythm for just a few minutes. Ahmet, being deprived of sex, couldn't last long. He whispered to her that he would cum soon. Mary told him not to pull out. To cum inside her. Not that he didn't want to. It only took a few more seconds. Suddenly, his body began to tremble and contract. He came in her vagina. She simply closed her eyes and enjoyed his warm sperm shooting and drenching her womb.
 
She let him catch his breath, and pretending to get up, she told him not to get dressed. She wanted a cigarette before they continued later.
 
When my Mairoula's first and relatively short sex with Ahmet finished, she wanted to get up for a cigarette, but told him not to get dressed. By the time she sat in her chair, the sperm had started to run down her thighs. She took some kitchen paper and wiped herself. Ahmet's cock hadn't gone down completely. He loved having sex with her like crazy, especially after she let him finish inside her. All three of us naked, we lit a cigarette, she leaned her back back, and as we chatted a little, Ahmet, who was sitting next to her, stretched his hand over her body and caressed her.
 
Did you like her pussy? (I asked him)
Very much, my friend. But I want to ask, since I finished inside, won't you get pregnant now? (looking at her)
No, my boy. Don't worry. You can finish again. (she answered him)
Do you want…? (he asked her again)
Why wouldn't I want to?
I want him to cum inside you again too. (I said)
I figured. (she answered me)
Do you still want her to introduce you to a friend of hers? (I asked Ahmet)
Well, if she has any single ones.
Why, does it bother you to fuck her?
No, not at all. If she wants it too.
Okay, I have no problem (she answered). If it turns you on to see me like that. (looking at me)
I just love seeing his balls moving between your thighs, and you taking his cock inside you with pleasure.
Yes, uh…? Go on? And what else?
 
At that moment, she got up and went to lie on the bed. She lay on her side, propped herself up on her elbow, lifted one leg, and started playing with her clitoris.
 
I prefer to see the other things and not describe them.
So, uh...? Okay then. Whatever you want.
Whatever I want? Don't you want it?
No, baby, I love his cock inside me. That's why I'm going to make you cum by watching us.
Come on, my hunk. Come on, let me see the Pakistani fuck you.
Ahmed, come on baby, fuck me. Now I'm going to get on top of you for a bit.
 
He lay down next to her, and she, but she didn't mount him immediately. She stayed kneeling over his head for a while, bracing her hand on the window so she wouldn't fall, and with her thighs spread open she asked him to lick her a little. As soon as he stuck his tongue out, she opened her pussy lips with her other hand and started rubbing herself on his tongue. He caressed her thighs and savored the taste of her hole insatiably. Mary enjoyed the licking with her eyes closed and a small smile of satisfaction. "Ah, what are you doing to me, my boy," she was saying. Until she couldn't take it anymore and bent forward over his cock, taking it into her mouth. I could see the shape of his head rubbing against her cheek. She took it halfway down, the slut.
 
They stayed like that for a while, and then she turned around. She braced one hand and with the other guided his cock to her pussy lips. She rubbed it for a bit, wanting to feel its thick cockhead on her wet little lips, and slowly sank it inside her for the second time. She spread her pussy lips wide open with her hands, helping it penetrate all the way inside her. She lowered herself onto him slowly, and began rocking her pelvis very gently, playing torturous games. "My Christ, this little head is driving me crazy," she whispered to him. Ahmed had lost the world around him. As soon as she tossed her hair to the side and leaned close to him, he began caressing her everywhere. I was incredibly hard from the sight, and I was jerking off very slowly to enjoy it and not finish quickly.
 
Ahmed was kissing and licking her breasts all around and in between. Mary had closed her eyes, and with sighs she let him melt her with his kisses. "Ah, you fucking Pakistani, what are you doing to me. You're driving me crazy," she was telling him. I got up a little and went to get a look from behind. She was just letting his cock come out to the tip, and then sinking it back inside her.
 
You have the same body as your mom. (he says to her)
And how do you know, baby? (she asks him without being surprised)
I saw photos.
Did you see her naked?
No, in that... what do you call what you wear at the beach?
Ah, a swimsuit.
Yes, that.
 
The fucking continued normally. Every now and then she would look at him with half-closed eyes, and the moans of arousal didn't stop coming from her mouth.
 
And what did you see, baby?
Her tits and her pussy.
And did you like them...?
Yes, a lot.
And what were you thinking, baby...?
To fuck her.
Like you're fucking me now...? (she started rubbing her clit)
Yes, my love.
And would you cum inside her...?
Yes, I'd shoot it all inside.
Really deep...? (the rubbing became more intense, and she was about to cum soon)
All the way in.
Will you cum inside my pussy too?
Yes. Do you want it?
Yes, I'm a slut and I want it all inside. I want you to shoot it all inside me. Will you shoot it for me?
Ah, yes, my slut. (Ahmed came too)
Ah, like that...! I'm cumming, the slut!
 
They only needed a few seconds. Mary sat all the way down on his cock, and came hard while rubbing her clit. Almost immediately, he came too, and finally I came as well.
 
When they finished, Mary lay on top of him for a while without taking it out of her. It slipped out on its own, and a good amount of thick white semen started flowing from her little hole. They kissed on the mouth and got up to get dressed. As soon as we tidied up, we had one more cigarette and slowly said goodnight, with the promise that we would arrange something, this time at our house.