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When Nitesh returned home, he had a black eye and bruises all over his body. He tried to hide his injuries from his mom but couldn’t. She was astonished and angry at the same time. She repeatedly asked him how it happened but he only said that he slipped and fell from stairs and went to his room and locked the door.
Nitesh’s mom, Divya wasn’t satisfied with the answer. At noon she called Nitesh for lunch, he just came down and took food to his room and locked the door again.
She felt helpless. Seeing no other way, she went to Rahul’s home who was their neighbour and also went to the same class as Nitesh. She first did some small talk with Rahul’s mom and then called Rahul and asked if something happened to Nitesh.
Pretty much everyone in the school knew about the incident. But Rahul was hesitating as he knew Nitesh was keeping it a secret from his mom. But seeing Rahul hesitate, she became sure that someone beat her boy. She pressured Rahul, “Look… the one who did this needs to be reprimanded so you have to tell me who did it!!!”
Rahul then told her how Javed beat Nitesh up.
She fell from sky. Javed? The boy who’s tutoring her daughter Javed? He didn’t seem anything like it. He was always polite to her, except that he would stare at her bosoms too much but which man didn’t? She couldn’t believe her ears so she confirmed again. Then Rahul showed a pic of Javed with Anushmita.
Anushmita? What’s she doing with Javed? Wasn’t Anushmita dating Nitesh? She couldn’t get her grip on anything. She left for her home with hundreds of thoughts in her head.
After thinking a lot, she decided to call Javed when Riya and Nitesh would be out. And so she did tomorrow.
When Javed went to Riya’s home, he as usual was going towards Riya’s room which was upstairs. But Divya called him and told him to seat in drawing room. She straight up asked him, “Why did you beat Nitesh?”
Now Javed understood what it was all about. Javed just smiled and said, “It was just a fight. You don’t need to be so worried.”
“If it was just a fight then how come I don’t see a single bruise on you and he’s all beat up?”
“Because I’m that good.”
“YOU ARE STILL SMILING? You think all of this is a joke? Just wait for Nitesh’s father to come back from his trip and we’ll see if you still can smile!”
“Must be lonely with him gone on business trips for so long, right?”
“What!!!”
“A rich young mom, whose husband is always out on business trips. You’re the kind of Milfs that makes my mouth water you know.”
“Sorry…What did you just….say?”
Javed got up and walked towards Divya sitting on Sofa. “And you asked me why there’s no scratch on me and why Nitesh is all bruised up. It’s because he’s a weak little beta boy who attacked me because he was jealous cause I made him a cuckold by stealing his Gf from him. He came on to him with 4 of his friends and I beat them all up. Are Hindu losers this weak?
And he got jealous when I fucked his gf. I wonder how would he feel if I fuck his mom.” Saying that he pushed her on the sofa and held both of her hands above her head with a single hand of his.
“What….what are you doing???”
“Like I said, I am going to fuck you right now.” Saying that he grabbed one of boobs and pressed hard with his strong grip.
“Stop! Stop right now or I am gonna report you to police!”
“Sure. Go right ahead. But be honest. You’re turned on. Being ravaged by a young man other than the rich old useless hindu geezer you have for husband is turning you on.”
“No, you’re wrong…”
”Is that so? Let’s test it then.” He then slowly caressed his hands downwards. Sliding from her chest, then her navel to her most private area. She was squirming, trying to break free. But the one hand holding her kept her on place. He slowly moved her petticoat up. She was wearing pink panties. He gently touched her panties. It was heating and wet. “See? You may lie, but your body is honest. Your lonely body wants a real man. A real Muslim man. So stop struggling.” Saying that he forcefully kissed her and got on top of her while pressing down on her with his body. At first she was trying to squirm. But after a while, she started kissing back. He was right. She doesn’t remember when’s the last time she had sex with her husband. Being caressed by this young muscular man was turning her on so much.
Then they both heard a sound coming from the kitchen and they both remembered that there was a maid in the house.
So Javed just took her in his arms and carried her to her master bedroom. Then he took his tshirt off.
Seeing the mascular chisled body of Javed, she was getting even more turned on.
“Come here babe.” There was something about his deep masculine voice. She had the urge to do whatever he said. She went to him and he kissed her passionately while slowly he was undressing her Sharee. Then he undid her petticoat. He grabbed her big ass with his strong hands and was kissing her. Divya was losing her mind.
Then he took off his belt and told her to take his pants off. And so she did. There was this this huge bulge in his underwear. She couldn’t believe her eyes. She wondered if he stuffed something inside his boxers. She, with shaky hands took off his boxer and a huge cock sprung out.
It was huge. And suddenly she thought of her husband. Her husband was fat and his cock was so small that it was almost hard to see under his fat flabby pubic skins.
Whilst Javed’s cock was beautiful. Fully erect it was almost as big as her arm. She wondered, are all cut Muslim dicks this big? And it looked so clean and beautiful. She herself wanted to take the cock in her mouth and taste it.
She was kind of surprised on that thought. Her husband asked for blowjob many times but she always denied him thinking that it was disgusting. The thought of taking his worm like penis anywhere near her mouth disgusted her.
So this was her first time giving someone a blowjob. She didn’t know what that was turning her on so much. She could barely fit Javed’s cock in her mouth. She watched on porn that the pornstars take dicks all the way in and deepthroats. So she tried doing that. But she couldn’t take one third of it and it was hitting the back of her throat and she was gagging. Her eyes became all watery.
Looking down at her, Javed was smiling. A little while ago she was resisting and now she was trying so hard to please him.
She looked up and asked, “Am I doing any good?”
Javed thought inside, look at those pathetic eyes longing to be flattered by a strong young man. He was grinning at the thought.
“Why are you smiling like that? Was I that bad?”
“No. It was really good. I only smiled cause you are that good.” Hearing his words her heart thumped. He then put his thumb in her mouth and she sucked it eagerly.
Then he threw are on the bed, face down – ass up. With a tug, he took off her panties and pushed his thumb inside. She moaned loudly. His thumb itself was probably bigger than her husband’s pathetic penis. He swirled around inside her vagina with his thumb and with his hand he was pressing her whole labia and clit.
She buried her head on the pillow and shortly after she came with convulsions. She never had an orgasm this intense before.
Javed gave her a short while to catch her breath. But not long after, he spit on his dick and positioned his dick on her vagina from behind. He rubbed his dick on the door of the vagina, lubing up his massive cock, preparing it for penetration. Divya lifted her ass up, anticipating his cock. She just couldn’t wait to feel that Huge Muslim dick inside her.
With a sudden thrust, he rammed his cock in. Divya screamed loudly. It was hurting. As if she was losing her virginity for the first time. She felt as if that cock was tearing her vaginal walls apart.
“Damn! Your Pussy is tight as a virgin schoolgirl. Does your loser husband even have a penis?”
Hearing him talk about her husband like that turned her on so much. Yes. Her hindu husband was a pathetic loser. She was with a real man right now with a real cock losing her virginity. She wanted to give all of her to this Muslim Bull.
Javed got on top of her, and with each thrust he rammed his cock in even deeper, reshaping her entire pussy. She was moaning all the while. A little while later Javed started thrusting faster while whispering near her ears. Javed grabbed her mouth and thrusted hard and fast. Soon she reached climax. Her whole body was convulsing. She was saying “please…please” and Javed let her go. Her body bounced on the bed while she squirted.
Javed didn’t give her long now. This time he fucked her in missionary, looking straight at her.
He kissed her neck, more like he was sucking the soul out of her and thrusted hard and fast.
Soon, she almost started crying. And had another convulsing squirt while crying.
Meanwhile, Nitesh came back home early. The home was unusually quiet and he couldn’t see his mom. He wondered where she was. He heard some sound coming from his parent’s master bed and so he went towards that room. Coming close to the room he heard moaning sounds. He was astonished. He knew his dad still hadn’t returned from the trip. Was her mom cheating on his dad? It wasn’t impossible. He couldn’t get rid of his curiosity and peeked inside the bedroom.
He saw Javed!!! Javed was fucking his mom hard. He couldn’t take in what was happening. He wanted to run away from there but also he couldn’t move. He kept watching that strong Muslim Bully fuck his own mother. She was moaning so loud.
He felt his tiny little cock getting hard watching that scene. Unknowingly, he took his penis out and started jerking off watching Javed ravage his mom.
He came in a few seconds. Then he came to his senses and ran off to his own room. There thinking about the whole scene he jerked off once more.
Nitesh’s mom, Divya wasn’t satisfied with the answer. At noon she called Nitesh for lunch, he just came down and took food to his room and locked the door again.
She felt helpless. Seeing no other way, she went to Rahul’s home who was their neighbour and also went to the same class as Nitesh. She first did some small talk with Rahul’s mom and then called Rahul and asked if something happened to Nitesh.
Pretty much everyone in the school knew about the incident. But Rahul was hesitating as he knew Nitesh was keeping it a secret from his mom. But seeing Rahul hesitate, she became sure that someone beat her boy. She pressured Rahul, “Look… the one who did this needs to be reprimanded so you have to tell me who did it!!!”
Rahul then told her how Javed beat Nitesh up.
She fell from sky. Javed? The boy who’s tutoring her daughter Javed? He didn’t seem anything like it. He was always polite to her, except that he would stare at her bosoms too much but which man didn’t? She couldn’t believe her ears so she confirmed again. Then Rahul showed a pic of Javed with Anushmita.
Anushmita? What’s she doing with Javed? Wasn’t Anushmita dating Nitesh? She couldn’t get her grip on anything. She left for her home with hundreds of thoughts in her head.
After thinking a lot, she decided to call Javed when Riya and Nitesh would be out. And so she did tomorrow.
When Javed went to Riya’s home, he as usual was going towards Riya’s room which was upstairs. But Divya called him and told him to seat in drawing room. She straight up asked him, “Why did you beat Nitesh?”
Now Javed understood what it was all about. Javed just smiled and said, “It was just a fight. You don’t need to be so worried.”
“If it was just a fight then how come I don’t see a single bruise on you and he’s all beat up?”
“Because I’m that good.”
“YOU ARE STILL SMILING? You think all of this is a joke? Just wait for Nitesh’s father to come back from his trip and we’ll see if you still can smile!”
“Must be lonely with him gone on business trips for so long, right?”
“What!!!”
“A rich young mom, whose husband is always out on business trips. You’re the kind of Milfs that makes my mouth water you know.”
“Sorry…What did you just….say?”
Javed got up and walked towards Divya sitting on Sofa. “And you asked me why there’s no scratch on me and why Nitesh is all bruised up. It’s because he’s a weak little beta boy who attacked me because he was jealous cause I made him a cuckold by stealing his Gf from him. He came on to him with 4 of his friends and I beat them all up. Are Hindu losers this weak?
And he got jealous when I fucked his gf. I wonder how would he feel if I fuck his mom.” Saying that he pushed her on the sofa and held both of her hands above her head with a single hand of his.
“What….what are you doing???”
“Like I said, I am going to fuck you right now.” Saying that he grabbed one of boobs and pressed hard with his strong grip.
“Stop! Stop right now or I am gonna report you to police!”
“Sure. Go right ahead. But be honest. You’re turned on. Being ravaged by a young man other than the rich old useless hindu geezer you have for husband is turning you on.”
“No, you’re wrong…”
”Is that so? Let’s test it then.” He then slowly caressed his hands downwards. Sliding from her chest, then her navel to her most private area. She was squirming, trying to break free. But the one hand holding her kept her on place. He slowly moved her petticoat up. She was wearing pink panties. He gently touched her panties. It was heating and wet. “See? You may lie, but your body is honest. Your lonely body wants a real man. A real Muslim man. So stop struggling.” Saying that he forcefully kissed her and got on top of her while pressing down on her with his body. At first she was trying to squirm. But after a while, she started kissing back. He was right. She doesn’t remember when’s the last time she had sex with her husband. Being caressed by this young muscular man was turning her on so much.
Then they both heard a sound coming from the kitchen and they both remembered that there was a maid in the house.
So Javed just took her in his arms and carried her to her master bedroom. Then he took his tshirt off.
Seeing the mascular chisled body of Javed, she was getting even more turned on.
“Come here babe.” There was something about his deep masculine voice. She had the urge to do whatever he said. She went to him and he kissed her passionately while slowly he was undressing her Sharee. Then he undid her petticoat. He grabbed her big ass with his strong hands and was kissing her. Divya was losing her mind.
Then he took off his belt and told her to take his pants off. And so she did. There was this this huge bulge in his underwear. She couldn’t believe her eyes. She wondered if he stuffed something inside his boxers. She, with shaky hands took off his boxer and a huge cock sprung out.
It was huge. And suddenly she thought of her husband. Her husband was fat and his cock was so small that it was almost hard to see under his fat flabby pubic skins.
Whilst Javed’s cock was beautiful. Fully erect it was almost as big as her arm. She wondered, are all cut Muslim dicks this big? And it looked so clean and beautiful. She herself wanted to take the cock in her mouth and taste it.
She was kind of surprised on that thought. Her husband asked for blowjob many times but she always denied him thinking that it was disgusting. The thought of taking his worm like penis anywhere near her mouth disgusted her.
So this was her first time giving someone a blowjob. She didn’t know what that was turning her on so much. She could barely fit Javed’s cock in her mouth. She watched on porn that the pornstars take dicks all the way in and deepthroats. So she tried doing that. But she couldn’t take one third of it and it was hitting the back of her throat and she was gagging. Her eyes became all watery.
Looking down at her, Javed was smiling. A little while ago she was resisting and now she was trying so hard to please him.
She looked up and asked, “Am I doing any good?”
Javed thought inside, look at those pathetic eyes longing to be flattered by a strong young man. He was grinning at the thought.
“Why are you smiling like that? Was I that bad?”
“No. It was really good. I only smiled cause you are that good.” Hearing his words her heart thumped. He then put his thumb in her mouth and she sucked it eagerly.
Then he threw are on the bed, face down – ass up. With a tug, he took off her panties and pushed his thumb inside. She moaned loudly. His thumb itself was probably bigger than her husband’s pathetic penis. He swirled around inside her vagina with his thumb and with his hand he was pressing her whole labia and clit.
She buried her head on the pillow and shortly after she came with convulsions. She never had an orgasm this intense before.
Javed gave her a short while to catch her breath. But not long after, he spit on his dick and positioned his dick on her vagina from behind. He rubbed his dick on the door of the vagina, lubing up his massive cock, preparing it for penetration. Divya lifted her ass up, anticipating his cock. She just couldn’t wait to feel that Huge Muslim dick inside her.
With a sudden thrust, he rammed his cock in. Divya screamed loudly. It was hurting. As if she was losing her virginity for the first time. She felt as if that cock was tearing her vaginal walls apart.
“Damn! Your Pussy is tight as a virgin schoolgirl. Does your loser husband even have a penis?”
Hearing him talk about her husband like that turned her on so much. Yes. Her hindu husband was a pathetic loser. She was with a real man right now with a real cock losing her virginity. She wanted to give all of her to this Muslim Bull.
Javed got on top of her, and with each thrust he rammed his cock in even deeper, reshaping her entire pussy. She was moaning all the while. A little while later Javed started thrusting faster while whispering near her ears. Javed grabbed her mouth and thrusted hard and fast. Soon she reached climax. Her whole body was convulsing. She was saying “please…please” and Javed let her go. Her body bounced on the bed while she squirted.
Javed didn’t give her long now. This time he fucked her in missionary, looking straight at her.
He kissed her neck, more like he was sucking the soul out of her and thrusted hard and fast.
Soon, she almost started crying. And had another convulsing squirt while crying.
Meanwhile, Nitesh came back home early. The home was unusually quiet and he couldn’t see his mom. He wondered where she was. He heard some sound coming from his parent’s master bed and so he went towards that room. Coming close to the room he heard moaning sounds. He was astonished. He knew his dad still hadn’t returned from the trip. Was her mom cheating on his dad? It wasn’t impossible. He couldn’t get rid of his curiosity and peeked inside the bedroom.
He saw Javed!!! Javed was fucking his mom hard. He couldn’t take in what was happening. He wanted to run away from there but also he couldn’t move. He kept watching that strong Muslim Bully fuck his own mother. She was moaning so loud.
He felt his tiny little cock getting hard watching that scene. Unknowingly, he took his penis out and started jerking off watching Javed ravage his mom.
He came in a few seconds. Then he came to his senses and ran off to his own room. There thinking about the whole scene he jerked off once more.
