Summer Wind by Umair Tariq

It was too hot a day for anybody to be out in the streets - but that ofcourse is what I wanted. In the evenings there are far too many people about and Saima visiting my house at that time would be out of the question - besides my parents are back from work too. You see Saima, my classmate in College, needed Computer lessons and since I had one at home, I had offered to teach her – hoping ofcourse that it would lead to better things! Saima, let me explain, is the one with ‘THE BODY’ in our class and has all the guys panting after her. That she is pretty too makes her the belle of the college.

I was uncertain whether I would get anywhere with her or not because she did not have a ‘reputation’ and no one had so far claimed to have held anything more than her hand in the movie hall! In fact I was not at all sure if she would come that afternoon, as with the hot dusty wind outside it was not the place to be at that time of the day. But at 1:05 there she was standing on the doorstep, in tight salwar-kameez outfit that took my breath away. She walked in quickly. “Its sooo hot. Can I use your bathroom a minute, please” “Sure – go ahead”. She was there a while and I thought that maybe she was using the can. Imagine my surprise when she came out carrying her dopata AND her bra AND her salwar in her hand. WOW, I thought! “I was all hot and sweaty and had a quick shower – you don’t mind?” “Sure – be comfortable.” “So where is the Computer” she asked without further preliminaries.

“Right here” I pointed to the corner of the room. The drapes were drawn – it was warm and dark – intimate. And Saima was in my bedroom. As she walked towards the computer her unfettered breasts danced and swayed - you could help but notice the jutting upturned nipples clearly outlined by the thin cloth. Her kameez was slit on either side almost to her hips – Chinese style. The ‘V’ of her panty was easily visible and with each step her legs were exposed almost to her hips. She plopped down on the swiveling chair before the Computer. “Come now Umair, show me how to use Excel,” she said. I drew up a chair next to her and began explaining. She sat with her legs slightly apart and the front of her kameez had slipped between them. I could not help wondering whether she was only a tease, or a horny cat that no one knew about. I had my left arm around the back of her chair and casually dropped it around her shoulder. No objection! The next step I was really nervous about. Suppose all she wanted was to make trouble - say she stared shouting ‘rape’ or something like that. But it was no time for indecision. My fingers covered her’s on the mouse - I pointed to where the cursor should go next and then lightly dropped my hand to her bare knee. All quite.

Gradually I began moving my hand up and down her leg – brushing the outside with the back of my hand. She carried on with the computer, seemingly unaware of my hand. I shifted to the inside of her leg – slowly caressing her flesh – not doing anything sudden that would startle her – the skin of her inner thigh was like satin – warm buttery satin. The cloth of her kameez was now bunched hard up against her crotch. Very gently I removed it to one side – my heart was beating so loud I thought she must be able hear it. Her pale thighs lay parted, revealed almost to her crotch, the cloth bridging the divide formed a dark tunnel leading up to her honey pot. Impatient, but still cautious not to frighten her, I lay my hand high up her thigh, gently squeezing the warm voluptuous flesh. With each squeeze I moved a little higher until my hand was stopped by her panty covered mound. My face was almost touching her’s - the fingers on the keyboard had stilled – the air in the room seemed charged – it was difficult to breathe. I brushed my lips across her cheeks – down the jaw-line – kissing the corner of her mouth. As if in slow motion her head turned and like some exotic flower her mouth opened under mine. Hungrily I responded and pulled her towards me and inserted my tongue deep in her mouth. At first she seemed to hesitate – then surprisingly her tongue sought mine and pushed into my mouth.

My cock was ready to burst. I kissed her hard and with complete abandon – her response was to put her hand behind my head and draw me harder against her. My fingers by this time had pulled aside her panty and were sliding up and down her hot slit. With my middle finger I found the opening – it was oozing wet and I slipped up her cunt with ease. Her body jerked and she mashed her mouth even harder against mine. From deep within her she was going “Umm….ummmm.” I tore my mouth away from her moved down her throat. Down..down…the top slope of her breast…rising to the turgid nipple straining against the thin cotton. I rubbed my cheek against it – how hard it had turned. Gently I took it in my mouth, suckling gently, tracing the rise of the thick nub, the thin cloth hardly an obstacle. I now had two fingers up her and moved them in and out of her soaking cunt, stroking the upper wall firmly and slowly. She was incredibly tight. “Oh…aah..” seemed to come from far away. With my left hand I began unbuttoning her kameez from the back – suddenly she stiffened. “Please, no more” she protested softy, leaning back, trapping my hand between her body and the chair. But her legs remained open and I gently continued to finger her – clearly her body was not listening to what her mind was saying. I looked deeply into her half shut eyes – “Saima relax. All I want to do is please you.

I want to kiss you there – please let me – if you do not like it I will stop.” A small hesitation. “You promise?” “Ofcourse – yes – please, I only want to make you happy” – I was almost begging. She moved forward allowing me to continue undoing the remaining buttons. I stood up and drew her to me. Her arms went around me as I found her mouth again. Mouth to mouth we remained as I began pulling off her kameeze – her arm came off me as she shucked off the garment till it lay in a pool around her ankles. I wanted to stand back to admire her almost naked body, but thought it would break the present momentum. Still kissing I removed my shirt and trousers. In our under-ware we came together again. Her heavenly nakedness was pressed against me – in surprise I felt how firm the twin thrust of her breasts was. I clutched her nakedness to me, hands holding her voluptuous buttocks, grinding my erection against her pubis, moisture of our kisses spreading all over our faces – we were in heat. Slowly I maneuvered her to the bed and gently sat her down, her legs dangling over the edge. I placed a pillow behind her for her to lie down. She eased back on it, eyes closed, an arm thrown over them. Her body lay before me supine and submissive – I could not believe it. I tried to recall all that my Aunt had taught me when I lost my virginity to her (that’s another story!). There was no hurry now.

I knelt beside her and let my eyes feast on the gorgeous body before me. Her breasts stood up firm and round and for the first time I noticed how extraordinary her dusky nipples were – they rose on small, shiny of cones of their own crowned with thick nubs. She lay with her legs slightly parted. The panty barely covered the swollen bulge of her pubis. I wanted to bury my face in it, but decided to savor every inch of her before eating her cunt. I gently cupped a breast and ran my nails across the turgid teat – squeezing and playing with them till she began to move her body with the building excitement. Bending I took a swollen bud in my mouth sucking it slowly, feeling it turn hard under my lapping tongue – then onto the other nipple. Saima began to moan and rub her legs together. My mouth slipped lower along her body, deliciously salty, to the dip of her navel. A quick lick and I am now down to the elastic of her panty and then an inch above her mons – the smell of her womanhood permeates through the cloth – I breath in deeply. Time to hurry now. I am kneeling on the floor in front of her, the thin bands of her panties holding her hips are in my hand. This last cover slips down her legs – like some exotic fruit her cunt now lies exposed before my eyes. At last.

Taking a foot in each hand I lift and place them wide on the bed. Her legs form a deep “M” – at the juncture lies the core of her being – plump hairless pale lips rising to the rounded crest, lightly covered with crisp dark curls. I lean forward till my nose just brushes the apex – the raw musk of her cunt floods my senses. Opening my mouth wide I mash it hungrily against those forbidden lips – my tongue darts into the deep slit to take the first taste of her. Her cunt is awash with her mucus. Like a dog I am lapping her glistening smelly furrow, dipping into her hole, licking her juices, bathing my face with her slime – god I cant get enough of it. My fingers slip into her cunt – so hot, so wet and so tight. Lightly they fuck her as my tongue begins to worry her fully distended clit – like a tiny acorn it stands rigid as I play along the its sides, nudging, massaging, lightly tickling the uncapped sensitive tip. From far away I hear her begin to moan. “Oh god Umair, what are you doing to meeeee..oh noo..I am..oh..Ummaaah”. Her hips buck and her legs snap together trapping my head. Her body quivers – her orgasm seems endless. Gradually the tension eases. With my fingers still buried deep within her, I climb onto the bed. Kneeling on the edge between her upraised knees, I bend over to once more suckle her beautiful nipples. I smear her juices over the rounded breasts till they begin to smell of her sex

. My fingers again begin their slow in-and-out rhythm – suddenly the second wave hits her and her body bucks and she lets out a keening wail. I shift down again and, hidden from her, quickly slip off my undies. My cock jumps up freed from its confines. All restraint gone, I peel her lips wide open exposing her cunt fully all crimson and pink. Thighs spread, cunt-lips spread, she has abandoned herself to my worship. While my forefinger begins to nudge and worry the pink clitoris, my tongue is licking the ooze dripping from her slot. Very soon she is approaching her third peak – her body tenses as I begin to lave the entire furrow, lingering with each delicious sweep at the tantalising tiny nub, teasing it. I have two of my fingers again working deep inside her – in a minute with a loud “Oooooh god” she is suddenly there. I do not allow her to rest, and very soon kneel up on the bed – again with my fingers in her cunt, gently stretching the opening, and my lips tugging at her teats. My fingers slip out and coat my cock with her slime. Once, twice, and I am ready. I insert my fingers, pull them out and replace them with the head of my cock. Since my hand is down between our bodies she still does not know what has happened. I can barely control myself – the sensation of those slick wet walls clasping the head of my penis it is impossible to describe. Very slowly I push deeper until I hit a small barrier. She opens her eyes, looks at me questioningly, “Umair? Umair..what are you doing…” Before she can go further I clamp my mouth over hers and hump down driving my cock all the way into her. Her body stiffens below me and she is mewling into my mouth.

She wrenches her lips away and lets out a scream. “Nahin Umair nahin aaaah, oofff bohut dard ho raha hai plz oh pleeese oh god it hurts – please take it out.” I hush her and tell her it will be okay soon. With full length of my cock buried in her incredibly tight cavern, I dare not move – I am a hair’s breadth away from exploding. “When did you get your period last?” “It stopped the day before” she says in a baby voice. What luck – or had she planned it this way? I shift my hips and feel the walls of her vagina glide along my thickness. In short strokes I begin to fuck her, trying to get used to the exquisite sensation of her slimy cunt sucking on my cock – difficult, but after a while I am able to lengthen my strokes. “Please Umair – its really hurting – please take it out” she is whining. So this time is no fun for her – forgetting control, I begin to hump her with total abandon ignoring her cries of discomfort. The feel of her cunt milking me is impossible to bare and in no time at all the tell-tale tingle begins along my back, then the impossibly exquisite electric sensation spreads to my haunches and vooms through my anus, up through my cock as I explode deep in her cunt. I collapse on her body, breathing hard suddenly aware how hot and musky the air around us has grown. “Why me?” I asked later as she lay in my arms, her back cupped to my body. “Because you seemed caring and are not a boor like the others – see you even asked me if it was safe.” She told me she had never had sex with anyone before me and I could believe it.

She had not bled greatly, but the bed sheet was stained where she had lain. “Are you sad?” “Yes perhaps because I have lost it forever – and no, because it was so good when you made me cum – I saw stars! Dimpy told me not to expect anything the first time – but Umair the pain was a surprise” Dimpy is her friend who has been screwing around for over a year, she explained. “She also told me what all I have to do to hold my man.” “Oh, and ‘what all’ is that” “ Well you know…” She turned shy. “No I don’t – tell me.” I felt my cock stirring in the crease of her buttocks. Very quietly – “Well sometimes you will want my mouth and at other times my bottom – no? She told me unless I learnt to please in all different ways I would lose my man.” The air became very still. My penis thickened and edged in between the cheeks of her bottom. Suddenly she said “Umair I still have not seen what it looks like.” I came away from her and rolled on my back. I was already semi-erect and my meat flopped on my stomach. She propped her head on her hand and looked down at it. Her initial touch was tentative – uncertain. She lifted it with her thumb and two fingers, gliding them slowly towards the head and then ever so slowly down to the base. “Its so slippery.” I was turning hard very quickly. “Oh Umair its so big – Dimpy told me it would be about six inches but yours seems much bigger – no wonder you hurt me so much – you brute.” She took hold of it firmly in her fist. “I can’t even get my fingers around it” she murmured in amazement. In a natural motion she began to frig me slowly. Turning her head she looked at me with her great big eyes – “You want to do it to me again, don’t you?” My mouth is dry – I nod. She flops on her back but I ask her to kneel up. Almost in slow motion she takes up the posture; face to one side, breasts flat on the bed, the body rising steeply to up-thrust gorgeous rounded moons of her fleshy bottom.

As I get behind her, I take in this image of complete submission. Between the out-spread cheeks of her ass the crinkled bud of her anus peeks defenseless (a promise of future delights) and below the inviting bulge of her thick cunt lips. I bend and sniff her. My earlier licking has diluted her cunt musk – but its odor is still unmistakably feminine. My tongue slides up the groove between the slightly parted lips and lightly brushes her anus. It is surprisingly odorless and I press my mouth to it and lick the tightly closed ring of flesh. I push my finger into her – it is amazingly hot and tight. “Oh Umair you are not going to do that to me today, are you?” Her voice is tight with apprehension. “No, no. I just love to feel of it” I assure her. I shuffle closer to her till my cock brushes her cunt. I run the head up and down her groove till it is slick with her juices and nudge the head against her vulva. Holding her hips on either side, I ease forward and watch the head slip in. As I move deeper I feel her body tense under my hands. Her cunt feels much tighter this way and no sooner than I begin fucking her, she is whining “Oh Umair it still hurts, oh pleeease slowly.”

As if to get away from my cock she straightens and is now flat on her stomach with me wedged between her spread legs. I place my knees on either side of her and tell her to put her legs together – very slowly I begin humping her, dragging my cock out its full length and easing it in again – the sensation is fantastic as I slither in and out of her. With each thrust her bottom jounces and dances – I close my eyes and think of the day I pierce her backside – it is too much and my orgasm overtakes me before I know it. I jam my cock deep up her and feel myself eject as she goes “Aaaawwoooo, oh god nooooo.” Standing there by the front door fully clothed she seemed reluctant to leave. “Do I see you tomorrow?” “Not possible Umair – I have my Maths tuition” “Bunk it” “Cant, its more important than this one” she giggles and is gone. That was last summer. Saima has left for England for higher studies. Any of ladies out there that might want to rap, please – I would love to hear from you. Playboy2@islamabad.net OR Pakiplayboy2002@yahoo.com