The Awakening of Woman: Part 2

Part 2 of 4

"Is that so, let me quiz u about yr experiences, being married and all that"
"Go ahead, ask me what you will, I'm not prudish
"Have you ever sucked a prick"
Gasping "Don't talk filth Salim"
Ignoring " Have you ever had your cunt eaten"
Gasping " I'm leaving, you really are filthy you know"
Laughing " Have you ever been fucked from behind, doggy style you
know with your buttocks being spanked"
Wide eyed " Salim you are an animal, I AM NOT".
Laughing, "Have you ever tasted your cum"
Angry, " SALIM, I am not going to answer such rubbish"
Pretending to feel hurt, "I'm sorry Nasreen, I was asking
only because you told me to go ahead, you are not prudish are you"
Hesitatingly, " Oh unngh, ahh I thought you were making fun of
me, Salim"

Seeing her hesitation and usage of his name so frequently, Salim felt
he was making progress in seducing such an uptight sexy woman. He
continued, Seriously, " Have you tasted your cum, Nasreen"
oftly, barely audible, "Unngh aahn, yes, but just once, it is
not a nice thing to do"

Again seriously, " Has Rashid ever tasted your cum, Nasreen"
Angry, " SAAAALEEEEEM, you are really FILTHY, leave Rashid out of this, I will not tolerate you anymore", saying this Nasreen walked out of the room.
Salim smiled at her leaving and thought, Rashid was right, she really
is a prude. Poor chap , he thought, having such an uptight yet sexy
woman.
On the other hand the pleasure of awakening such a woman is truly the
most erotic experience, both for the man as well as the woman.
Salim thought, I want to experience this pleasure, since he obviously
cannot, I want to open her up petal by petal. Just thinking about it
gave him the stirrings of a hard-on. But where is the time, I have to
leave tomorrow evening. He resolved not to waste the time on hand
just thinking and went looking for Nasreen. He found her sitting on the
sofa in the living room, he went and sat next to her, putting his arms
around her shoulders. Nasreen got up with a jerk and sat on the
adjacent sofa chair, glaring at Salim. Salim made a gesture of peace
with his fingers and smiled at her.
"I'm sorry Nasreen, its just that I thought that living in
the US and all that, you would be more open in your thoughts.
Nasreen, still glaring at him replied, " Just because I live here
does not mean I have forgotten our culture and values, its people like you
who ape the west and feel that they are macho and broadminded, really
Salim you talk very filthily, shame on you".
Noticing her still using his name and in mock anger he said, "I
don't want to go into culture – vulture, all I have to say is that the
west come looking for KHAJURAO, and we as Indians give it a bypass, so
brainwashed we have gotten by the English rule".
On receiving no reply from Nasreen, Salim continued, " All right,
no more arguments, you consider me filthy, so be it".

Nasreen, feeling bad, " No you are not filthy Salim, I just got
angry,
I'm sorry".

Salim continued as if he had not heard her and muttered, "I never
knew that your types also existed in this world".

"What's that, what did you say, what type am I Salim"
"Unh nothing, Nasreen you are a real sexy woman, Rashid is very lucky"

" And your 38D, is she not sexy"

"Oh she is and she is not a prude, thank heavens for that, and by
the way she has a name, Sheetal, stop referring to her by her bigger boob
size, Nasreen"
Sulkingly, " Bigger is not better, Salim"

"Stop talking about her breasts, I'm getting a hard-on just
thinking about them"

Gasping, " There you go again, again talking filthy, Salim, you
always have sex in your mind"

Laughing, "What else is there Nasreen, relax, by my talking you
will not become pregnant", more laughter from Salim.
Pretending to ignore his last remark, " So when are you getting
married, Salim"
Salim still laughing, " Once the baby is born, she wants to look
slim in our wedding photographs", still laughing.

" Everything is a joke for you Salim, here I am trying to talk
nicely and you are making fun of me"

Salim, now pretending to become serious, " I'm sorry, come
here, I will show you her photograph", saying this he patted the sofa,
summoning her to sit next to him.

Nasreen sat down next to him and Salim in removing his wallet got
closer to her. He showed her Sheetal's photograph. Nasreen saw a
fair and well developed woman smiling at her in her bras and panties only.
She saw that Sheetal had a very sexy figure and was unabashedly
smiling for the camera. She felt her cheeks reddening at the thought of Salim
and Sheetal in bed fucking each other. Sensing her being
uncomfortable, Salim pressed on , " So what do you think of her, Nasreen,
is'nt she sexy".
"Ahhn, yes she is very beautiful, uungh,", said Nasreen
feeling a bit jealous. She couldn't help being bitchy and added, "Is this
her calling card or she is just waiting for you to buy her clothes", she said
laughingly.

"I believe you are feeling a bit jealous of her looks,
Nasreen"

"Me jealous, no no Mister Salim, Just thinking were her boobs
will reach once they start sagging, and how much strain her poor back must
be having, that's all, purely a scientific curiosity"

"Believe you me they are very firm and my expert massaging will
keep them firm year in and year out, Missess Nasreen Khan", saying
this he got closer to Nasreen and put his arms around her shoulders. Sensing
no resistance he continued by saying, " And she is not a prude, a
real tigress in bed, Nasreen", while massaging her neck and shoulders.
Nasreen felt his hands massaging her and she felt good. She
could'nt resist being bitchy and shot back, " Why, has she tasted her
cum".

Salim laughed at her wit and moved his face and bit her cheeks
playfully, while saying, " Would'nt you want to know, for
your scientific curiosity".

Salim now pulled her face and started nibbling and kissing it all
over while saying, "Yes I too have tasted her cum, its delicious".
Continuing kissing and nibbling her, he said " She loves it, my
eating her cunt".

Nasreen was on fire, what with all the slobbering and kissing she was
receiving and all this dirty talk excited her tremendously. Nasreen
responded by kissing Salim back with equal fervour.

"Unngh, Agghn, Salim, Unnngh, uummm, has she tasted your cum,
Saleeeeeem".

By now Salim had his hands massaging and kneading her breasts from
under her bra and t-shirt while letting her kiss his face, ears, neck
and hair. This woman was really turned on now and Salim sought the
opportunity of removing her t-shirt and bra while talking to her.

"Ooohh, Nassreeeeeeen, she loves sucking my cock, she gobbles all
my cum". Salim now had freed her big breasts and was busy sucking
her nipples alternately and gently grinding his teeth against the swollen
nipples, making Nasreen squeal with pleasure.

"UUNNHHHHHHHH OOOHHHHHHHHHHH UUUMMMNNN ARRRHHHH, Nasreen was moaning in pleasure.

Salim felt very excited hearing this uptight woman moan
loudly with pleasure and could not help unzipping his pants and
removing his erect organ out. He wanted pleasure and pulled
Nasreen's face down by the back of her neck onto his glistening prick. Before
Nasreen could realize, she had her mouth open and Salim's bulbous
gleaming prick-head was in it. He kept the pressure on the back of
her head and urged her to suck him.

" Suck me, Nasreenn, suck me", he said as this sexy woman had
the first taste of prick in her life. Salim then started bobbing her head
further down so as to accommodate more of his prick in her mouth. Nasreen
gagged and pulled her head away with a jerk. Seeing her sexy mouth
wide open and saliva dribbling from the corner of her lips, Salim went
wild with •••••••. He tongue-kissed her fiercely and forced her
hand to hold his prick. Nasreen, voluntarily started pumping his thick shaft.

Salim could feel that he was about to explode, he roughly pulled her
head down to his throbbing cock and Nasreen once again opened her
mouth wide open to accommodate his prick. Barely had she started sucking
him, Salim pushed his prick deep within her throat and held her head down
firmly as he came inside her throat. Nasreen struggled to free
herself and could feel hot spurts of his semen filling her endlessly in
bursts and she was gagging for breath. But Salim held her and shot his load,
before releasing the pressure and then too rubbed his prick all over
her face and hair. When he finally released her, he saw Nasreen
coughing, and his semen dribbling out of her mouth. He felt very
satisfied seeing this sexy woman with his semen on her face and
mouth.
It gave him a perverse pleasure, he had needed to get off since the
morning, with this teasing but reluctant bitch.

Nasreen had not liked Salim forcing his semen down her throat
although she had enjoyed her tits being fondled in the theatre and now sucked.
She felt afraid of the roughness shown by Salim in forcing his prick
down her throat. At the back of her mind, she felt good showing this
guy that she was not a prude, and although she had not liked the
rough behaviour, she had felt thrilled and enjoyed feeling the taste and
strength of his prick.

Salim was now kissing her face all over and had his hands on the
zipper of her jeans. Nasreen was gasping feeling turned on by all the
•••••••. Salim made her sit on the sofa and having opened
her zipper,
lifted her buttocks and removed her jeans. Seeing her panties which
were clearly soaked, Salim's prick began rising again.
Nasreen's skin was flawless and glistened with a sheen of sweat. The sight of such
an uptight woman now sitting naked on the sofa with her legs raised held
by him brought his ••••••• up. Nasreen was moaning at the
sight of Salim's prick which was standing erect as if saluting her beauty.
Her cunt juices were flowing and her panties clung to her. Her cunt lips
were swollen and engorged with excitement and straining against the
wet panties. She knew that she was going to get fucked by this man and
the thought of the pleasure she would be receiving at the mercy of his
prick was enough to push her into throes of orgasm as Salim removed
her panties and rubbed her clit with his thumb.

"Does this feel good, Nasreen", he said rubiing and pinching
her clit.
"OOOHHHH YYEESSSSSSSSS, OOOOOOOOOHHH
GGGGGOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDDDD, OOOHHHHHH YEEEESSSSSSSSSS"
squealed Nasreen in pleasure.

Her inner lips pulsated as she came and came. Suddenly, they both
heard a car driving into the porch. It was Rashid's car and Salim saw
him through the net curtains. He quickly picked up the moaning Nasreen
who was still in the throes of her orgasm and took her into her bedroom.
He then quickly picked her fallen clothes and threw them at her
urging her to go into her bathroom. He then ran to pick up his underpants
and trousers and entered his bedroom just as Rashid opened the door to
his house.

Salim was breathing heavily with nervous excitement and went to the
bathroom for a shower to cool him down. Nasreen too was having a
shower, although her whole body was trembling with fear and
excitement.
Rashid entered the house calling her name and put his briefcase down
near the sofa, which had witnessed so much action. He next went to the
fridge to pour himself some juice, before entering his bedroom.

-(End of Part 2)-