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Jordanian Connection

Copyright© 1999 by Nightingale

Chapter 20: High Class Fucking

Incest Sex Story: Chapter 20: High Class Fucking - A young jordanian man's sexual adventures.

Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft   mt/Fa   ft/ft   Consensual   Incest   Mother   Son   Brother   Sister   Aunt   Nephew   MaleDom   Oral Sex   Anal Sex  

At nine on Tuesday morning, I received a phone call from a woman who identified herself as Layla. She said a metallic Mercedes with a red license plate was to pick me up at ten. Red license plates designated government vehicles.

I bought a chocolate box and was waiting for the car just before ten. The new model Mercedes arrived on time and a well groomed driver got off the car and walked to me. I was thankful I was well dressed.

"Good morning, Mister," he greeted. "Are you the piano teacher."

"Yes," I said, "that's me."

"Please, get in," he said, opening the car door for me.

"Thank you," I said and hopped onto the back seat.

On the way, we talked about piano and other general issues. I let the driver do most of the talking. I learned he had been the driver of the big boss for several years. I thought it was funny to have tax-payers pay for my transportation to fuck this classy lady. Then I decided they were paying for even more outrageous expenditures.

Layla's residence was located in Abdoun. After a few minutes of driving, the car parked in front of a luxurious villa. The driver opened my door. I thanked him and walked along the entrance to the heavy wooden front door. When I was getting ready to ring the bell, the door opened and I was welcomed by the lady in person.

As I extended my hand to shake hers, I gave her an all-over look. The five-foot-eight woman was dressed in a black form-fitting, sleeveless minidress. I noticed the outlines of her panties around her hips. The outlines of her nipples showed that she was obviously braless and the neckline showed pale skin to the start of the swelling of her tits. Her black hair was in a bun and she had brown eyes and full sensual lips. I noticed her expensive earrings.

"Good morning, Madam," I greeted as I shook her hand.

"Good morning, Naser," she answered. "I hope it is okay to call each other by first names. You already know my name is Layla."

"Sure, Layla," I said.

"Let's go to the piano room from the start," she said, leading me across the hall.

I followed, watching her round ass flex and ripple as she walked. I concluded that she was wearing thong panties. The rear view of her long slender legs was captivating. She ushered me into a spacious room. Part of the room was furnished with a complete set of couches. In one corner, there was a large, expensive piano. In another corner there was a made twin bed.

"This is my private room," she said as she sat on one couch and pointed me to an opposite one. "I spend much of my time here. No one disturbs me while I am here. As you see there is no phone here. Sometimes, I play piano and, sometimes, I just relax and daydream or fantasize."

"So you like to spend time by yourself," I said, leaning aside to lay the chocolate box on the coffee table. "Is there no kids?"

"Yes, there is one kid," she said. "She is in first secondary grade, at school now. I enjoy spending time in this room where entrance is only by invitation."

"I appreciate being of those who you invite in here," I said. "It's really a privilege."

"You are special as I hear," she said. "They tell me you like behinds."

"Only the sexiest ones," I said. "I noticed you got yourself a wonderful one."

"Thank you," she said, blushing slightly. "Did you notice it already?"

"It's my passion," I said. "And I noticed you have thong panties on. Of course, you don't expect me to come this far without knowing what I am getting myself into, so to speak."

"Amazing! What else have you noticed?" she asked, parting her knees just enough to let me see a glimpse of her white panty crotch.

"I noticed that you are very sweet," I said. "Any man would devour you if presented with the chance."

"Before you devour me," she said, blushing. "I should get you something to drink. I heard you liked Fanta?"

"Sure," I said, as I followed her figure saunter out of the room.

"Here you are!" she said, serving me a glass of chilled drink. "While you drink, I will play you some music."

She played nice classic pieces while I sipped on my orange soda. Then putting my glass aside, I walked toward her and stood behind her. I could look down her dress deep enough to see the beginning of her areolas as her arms were extended forward, allowing her top to slacken.

I put my hands on her shoulders and let them slide lightly down to cup her tits. I stroked my palms circularly over her tits, teasing her nipples into full erections. She moaned a few times but continued playing.

Placing my hands on the outside of her shoulders, I squatted and stroked my hands down her sides to her hips then forward to her knees. I slid my palms around her knees then ran my hands slowly back up her inner thighs. Her knees parted instinctively. I pulled the hem of her minidress a couple of inches up her thighs.

Cupping her pantied crotch with my left hand, I stroked my right hand up and down her right inner thigh. Her pussy heat seared into my palm. When I started kneading her pussy, she gasped and stopped playing. Now my ears were treated to her moans and gasped. She hunched her pussy gently into my hand. I moved my right hand up to her right tit and fondled it. I alternated between her tits, feeling her nipples pierce into my palm. The hot moisture of her pussy started to soak through her panty crotch.

Keeping my hands where they were, I stood up, bending at the waist, and captured her left earlobe between my lips. She shivered as I sucked gently on her earlobe.

"Do you play anything besides the piano," I asked, stepping down my assault on her body.

"Yes," she smiled. "I play flesh flute."

"Why don't you play me a hot ballad?" I suggested, removing my hands from her sensitive spots.

I stood to her left. She turned left on her chair and felt up and down my bulge. She unbuckled my belt, unzipped me and let my pants slide down my legs, followed with my boxers. My semihard cock bounced happily, released from its confines. She smiled at it and held it in her right hand, looking up at me.

"You have a flute big enough to make any woman sing and dance," she said.

"I never heard complaints," I said proudly.

She moaned as her mouth close on my turgid cock head. She sucked on it greedily, making strange if melodic sounds as my cock pummeled her throat. When she satisfied some of her hunger, she sucked in an easy pace.

Stoking my shaft with her fist, she mouthed my balls, sucking on each one gently, then sucking both into her hungry mouth. I gripped her hair bun, tilting her head up, and removed my shaft from her mouth. Gripping my cock in my other hand, I slapped it hard onto her face, making loud wet spanking sounds. The classy lady squealed in delight.

I gripped my thick base and shoved my cock into her mouth a few times, then let her resume sucking it on her own. She stuck her tongue out and slapped it with my cock head. Then she slapped her face with my cock before gobbling it down her throat.

While she amused herself with my cock, I undid her bun and let her hair flow down her back. Then I removed her earrings and laid them on the piano.

"I want it in me," she said, looking up at me slavishly.

I pulled her up to me and we kissed, sucking on each other's tongue hungrily. I peeled her dress up her body. When we broke the kiss, she pulled it over her head and laid it on the piano. Planting my lips on hers, I cupped her pussy with my left hand and kneaded it thoroughly through her panties as I walked her back toward the armrest of a couch.

She rested her butt on the armrest and continued kissing. The back of the couch was on her right. I broke the kiss and pushed her back, knocking her over onto the couch with her ass still on the armrest. She gasped sharply as she fell back. I pushed her knees against her shoulders, tilting her raised ass up.

I tugged her white thong panties down her hips and slid them halfway down her thighs, enough to expose her wet hairless pussy and dark pink puckered asshole. I pulled her ass cheeks apart to obscenely expose her tempting holes.

"First, I am going to munch on your edible treasures," I said, lowering my face to her crack. "You have an appetizing pussy and a delicious asshole."

I lapped up at her leaking juices while running my hands up and down the backs of her thighs. She moaned and ground her pussy into my mouth. I sucked on her clit and probed her pussy hole. Her pussy grew hotter and hotter, oozing more and more tasty juices into my mouth. Layla moaned and grunted, humping her pussy urgently. I closed my lips over her hard clit and sucked hard on it, while lashing it with my tongue.

Layla groaned and started coming. Her clit pulsed in my mouth as her gushing juices soaked my chin. I covered her pussy with my mouth and sucked hard on her gushing hole. She gasped breathlessly as her juices dribbled into my mouth in successive pulses. I kept on sucking until her pussy relaxed.

Bending over her, I gripped her ankles and showered the backs of her thighs with kisses, moving toward her ass. I kissed and nipped at the sensitive flesh of her stretched ass cheeks, making her shiver and gasp.

Cupping Layla's ass cheeks, I drooled onto her asshole. She gasped when my warm saliva pooled on her pucker. I covered her asshole with my lips and cycled my saliva back and forth between her asshole and my mouth, savoring her tasty flavor. I rimmed her asshole gently and her asshole responded nicely, relaxing and opening up under my loving tongue. Layla moaned continuously and humped her ass up into me.

Minutes later, I could probe her asshole with my tongue tip and work my drool deep into her ass. As I soaked her asshole in my drool her pussy got soaked in its own drool. I lapped up her copious juices and returned to eating out her ass.

Removing my face from her crack, I slid my index finger into her horny pussy and my middle finger into her hungry asshole. Her asshole accepted my finger readily. She moaned and gasped, humping back, as I pumped my fingers in and out of her hot holes. Both holes milked lustily on my fingers.

I removed my fingers shortly from her body. She groaned in disappointment. I wetted my ring and little fingers in my mouth, then pushed them into her ass as I pushed my index and middle fingers in her pussy. Her asshole had no trouble in accepting my two fingers; actually it sucked them in. While finger fucking her holes, I bent down and captured her clit between my lips. I sucked and tongue-lashed her stiff nubbin while drilling her holes hard with my fingers. Layla moaned and grunted, bucking her ass into my hand.

Soon, she stiffened and her holes spasmed violently around my fingers as her body convulsed in orgasm. Her pussy gushed loads of fresh juices while her asshole milked hungrily on my fingers. When her orgasm ebbed, I pulled my fingers from her and transferred pussy juices into her asshole. Then I lapped her pussy dry while working a single finger gently in and out of her ass.

Standing upright, I slapped my shaft over her wet crack, making it harder. I rubbed my cock head along her crack from clit to asshole and back, then I pushed it into her slit. She grunted when her pussy lips parted and my shaft sank into her hot channel. Pressing my heavy balls against her asshole, I backed her legs against myself and gripped her tits. While squeezing and kneading her tits, I fucked her pussy with deep, flesh-slapping strokes.

She moaned and shoved her ass into me. Her pussy milked on my cock and soaked it with juices. I tightened my grip on her jiggling tits and fucked her pussy harder. She grunted repeatedly as her orgasm neared. Soon, her tightly stuffed pussy, milked desperately on my thick shaft as her body shook involuntarily. She panted breathlessly and her gushing juices bathed my cock copiously. I continued fucking into her pussy until she relaxed.

I sawed my cock slowly in and out of her pussy a few more times then pulled it out. I moved my dripping cock head a little south and pushed it gently into her asshole.

"Yes," she hissed as my cock sank slowly into her butt. "Stuff my ass with your big cock."

Pausing briefly when my cock head popped past her sphincter, I gave her a little time to relax, then resumed my pushing. Her asshole was real tight, but obviously not new to this. My thick shaft slid slowly into her hungry ass. Finally, my balls pressed gently against the back of her ass.

Holding my cock balls deep inside, I rubbed her clit with my thumb. Her asshole spasmed around the base of my cock, signaling me it was ready. With her legs bend over my elbows, I pulled Layla upright and kissed her on the mouth. She wrapped her arms around my neck and we fucked in that position, my arms hooked under her knees and my hands clasped behind her back.

We kissed and probed each other's mouth, fucking slowly at first. Then our mouths got hungrier as our ass fuck built up. I sucked and nibbled on her neck while delivering hard, deep thrusts into her tightly gripping ass. She groaned and moaned, her asshole milking lewdly on my cock. The flesh slapping sounds added to our lust. Layla thrashed her head from side to side, her hair whipping around.

Suddenly her head fell back and she stiffened. She let out a long groan and her body convulsed in orgasm. I tightened my grip on her and drilled her spasming asshole harder. She shook violently and gasped breathlessly. I could feel her gushing juices soak my pubes.

I continued fucking her until she regained her composure. I carried her into my arms and sat down on the couch, sitting her in my lap, her asshole still stretched around my cock. She was still moaning as she ground her ass gently into my crotch. I kissed her on the mouth and our tongues fooled around together.

"That was fantastic," she said. "My ass must have been virgin before this fuck."

"I am going to fuck it some more to make sure it is thoroughly fucked," I said as I started her hips moving up and down.

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