Beginning from the Unforgettable Picnic-Part 2

It’s the continuation of my last story “Beginning from the Unforgettable Picnic”. 

Salim brought a dramatic change in Anjali Banarjee’s life. Anjali knows well that what they are doing is strictly forbidden but no way to escape from this. She enjoys Salim’s wild love and tremendous fucking stamina. Often, when her husband is in the office and children are in the school, they used to float themselves in the ocean of pleasure. Though she can’t discriminate to her husband rather Salim’s presence in her life is a great event.

Gradually Anjali became a friend of Salim’s family. Salims mom is few older than her but they became a good friends. Nobody even can imagine of their affair. Salim’s dad is pretty handsome of his age. A well built smart guy. Gentle and polite. Anjali can’t imagine that this guy can fuck for one hour. Oh God!

Anjali, her husband and kids are used to visit Salim’s house and Salim’s parents are also used to visit Anjali’s house often.

Once, an afternoon, Anjali went Salim’s house. Nobody was there but only Aslam, Salim’s dad.

“Hi Anjali, how are you?”

“I’m fine Aslam, thanks. What about you? Where are others?”

“They went to the village in the morning and will be back at night. Oh, I’m sorry Anjali. Please come on in.”

“Okay, thanks.” Anjali moved into the drawing room.

“Do you wanna have some beers?”

“That’s good.” Aslam brought few cans of beers and served to Anjali. He also took one.

Both of them remained silent and keeping sips on beers. Aslam broke the silence-

“I’m jealous to your hubby.” 

“Is it? But why?”

“Since, he has a wife like you.”

“That’s my pleasure! But what do you mean like me.”

“You’re really an extraordinary woman.”

“I don’t think so …….”

“That’s the correct.”

“But Aslam, what’s the reason that you recognized me an extraordinary woman?”

“You’re beautiful, educated, polite, social and ………..” Aslam kept silent

“And what?”

“And …….. and ………. Okay, you are real sexy woman.”

Anjali felt flattered and nervous as well.

“What are you talking about?”

“Yap, what is correct, just I told that.”

“But you shouldn’t say that.”

“I couldn’t control myself.”

“You have a very good wife in house and your conjugal life is long. So, you shouldn’t think about me. It’s simply misjudgment to your wife.”

“For God’s sake, she never could make me happy in our long conjugal life. She doesn’t have eager for sex. She just sometime attends with me like a dead body.”

“So, what do you ask me to do?” Anjali’s brain was spinning. Within a second, Anjali took another decision in her life. She became ready to do something with Aslam. It might be the way to discard Salim from her life. But she loves Salim. Anjali became confused. She felt Aslams voice waved through the ether-

“Come my love, come close to me. I wanna love you. You’ll be my best love in life.” 

Anjali lost control over her. She slowly moved to Aslam. Sat beside Aslam. Aslam took her into his strong arm and gave kiss on her lips. It made an excitement into her. She just can remember Salim’s comment “my dad can fuck for more than one hour.”

Aslam grabbed Anjali’s face towards him and started sucking her sweet lips. Anjali participated with this sucking. A long french kiss. Anjali felt that her juices were coming from her pussy.

“You are my best love, Anjali.”

“Please make me happy Aslam.”

“I’ll make you every happy what you want.”

“I don’t know what I want but just make me happy. Please Aslam.”

Aslam started unbuttoning her blouse and bra. A pair of white pigeon came out. Cream white with brown pair of nipples. Aslam took one in his mouth and squeezed another one.

“Oh Asam, I’m gonna die. Please take me. Bite on my nipples. Suck those. Bring out my breast milk.”

“My love Anjali, I’ll give you the best pleasure of your life.”

“I like that, Aslam. I need that.”

Aslam took Anjali to the dining table and put her on the table. He flipped her Sharee over and put his tongue into Anjalis hot and floated sweet pussy. He pushed his tongue as far as possible.

“Oh my god, please take me Aslam, please take me.”

“Take my tool dear Anjali.” Aslam removed his pant and under wire. Anjali just became astonished. What a cock it is. Far bigger than Salim. Even the black people doesn’t have such a huge cock as far she saw in the porn movies. Full erect. Seems like a metal pole. His cock head looks like an orange.

“Come on Aslam. Fuck me. I don’t know how I’ll take this hige tool. Come on and fuck me.”

Aslam pulled her closer and put his cock head on Anjali’s pussy but he couldn’t enter it since the position was not suitable for. He pulled Anjali down and stand and pushed from behind. Anjali felt a thousand stars’s blinking in her eyes when Aslam entered his massive tool into Anjali’s pussy in full. He gave a huge push grabbing her waist. 

After few minutes, Anjali felt that she is close to her orgasm. She back pushed her pussy and Aslam’s cock straight hitting to her womb door-

“I’m coming Aslam. fuck me harder. Pump quick. Oh my god, what a pleasure. Aslam kill me, please Aslam. Oh no ……………… my…………god…………… Aslam you are my fucking god. Oh yeah……………….. y…………ee……………a………..h.”

It was her biggest orgasm in life. Aslam was mildly slapping on her ass. It was making her more excited. 

Aslam bring his cock out and laid on the table-

“My Anjali, please ride on me.”

“Dear I’ll do what you like.”

Anjali took Aslam’s giant cock on her grab and placed on her pussy. She kept holding and trying to sit on it. She took it in full into her juicy pussy and started fucking. It was the perfect position for taking the cock in full. Aslam rotationally kept sucking her both boobs with sound. Sometime he was small biting on her nipples. Anjali felt another orgasm-

“Aslam, I’m going to heaven. Oh Aslam. Push from bottom, push. Take me to the heaven, pl………………….ease” 

Anjali started jumping on his cock and had another heavy orgasm. It was passed one hour and Anjali didn’t count how many orgasm she had meanwhile. She didn’t have energy to move rather she feeling heavenly please just closing her eyes. Each stroke of Aslam seemed to her a full orgasm. 

It is one hour and fifteen minuets. They are now on the bed. Aslam pumping taking her legs on his shoulder. He was doing ferocious fuck since he realized that he is close to his ejection. He speeded up his fucking speed-

“Anjali, my love, I’m gonna come. Oh dear Anjalu, push up, please push up, I’m gonna come.”

With each word of Aslam, Anjali was spontaneously coming-

“Me also coming my lovely Aslam. Fuck faster, oh. ……….fuck.

“O ……………………………….hh hold me baby. Hold me. I’m coming. I’m coming. My sweet baby.”

“Crash me, Aslam. You’re wild bull. Crash me. O………..h my………….……. g………. o…………. . d………………….” 

Anjali lost her sense for some while. Salim filed her pussy and womb with hot thick white cream. Salim unloaded for 2/3 minutes. A lot of semen. 

In that day, they had another long session. Anjali just felt that she was struggling to walk easily. She got back home with the best satisfaction in her life.

After that evening, Anjali very technically avoiding Salim but some time she had to have fuck with Selim. And gradually she technically insisted Aslam to send salim abroad for study and Aslam did that. Anjali just pushed Aslam that she is the teacher of Salim and if Salim found that his father is fucking his teacher, it’ll be shameful for both. Within 3 month, Salim left for London and now there is no problem to make fucking session frequently with Aslam in his garden house where Salim fucked her first.