An Unusual Experience 3

Yawar lifted himself for a moment and taking my thin, small hand placed it on his big, hard, rod still under the shalwar, it was so thick and stiff by now I thought It would snap off the body, pre cum was wetting the cloth as the big, bulbous head strained against it, I stroked it slowly, gently with a light grip, relishing each second, for some reason it felt great holding the dong in my hand, despite the hardness the skin of the shaft retained a bit of elasticity, I could feel the bulging veins throbbing through it, as I stroked he thrust his hips forward, all the while kissing my face, lips, eyes, nose, I couldn't believe it, that I was actually letting it be.

After a few minutes he got up and sat on my legs pinning them down with his weight, which must have been more than 90 kgs, he started to unbutton his shirt, his big, strong fingers moving as fast as they could, they looked as big as my cock, taking it off he flung it to the side, his dark, almost black, sweaty, beefy body glistening under the light, not muscle bound nor fat but had lots of good healthy, flesh which was kept in shape through hard labour in the fields, his pecs were quite defined and had medium size oreos which seemed small for a body this size, his stomach just protruding a bit, with a big black hairy navel, big enough to hold a pole in it.

He then opened the cord the held his shalwar in place and stood up on the bed getting out of it and dropping it to the floor, his thick, iron rod bouncing out like a big, black cobra let loose, looking for the person who had disturbed its slumber, and to think I was fearing the snakes outside, little did I know I'd be running into one of a different kind, it was heavy and fully engorged, protruding from a patch of bristle like coarse black hair which seemed to have not been shaved for a week, it had an angle and was turned slightly towards the left, thickly veined, its enormous, dark purplish head flared to the maximum, like a huge plum, pre-cum glistening at the tip like venom, the big hairy sack of balls pulled up into a tight pouch, I had never seen anything like it, it looked angry, mean, ugly and yet desirable at the same time, bouncing slightly with each beat of his heart, the thing seemed to have a life of its own, I was spellbound seeing it, it was one of the most erotic sights I have ever witnessed as far as my sex life is concerned, which had only been with females so far.

It didn't end there, the guy also had on him a pair of thick, hairy, some what defined legs, with big square manly knee joints, which are my weakness I always admired good legs and envied guys with them, his legs were thick right down to the ankles, with healthy meaty calves, and big strong veined feet, unlike the toothpicks most Pakistani men have (and as do I), even if they're built well on top, I was too turned on by this sight and got up to stroke these tough, masculine pillars, it was a treat to run my hands through the hard, big strong, hairy legs of a man, so different to the soft silkiness of a girl, I went right up to the thighs and moved to the sack, cupping the big balls, moving forward I bit into the sack gently. The smell of a man in need was intoxicating.

Yawar stroked his hard on with his rough hands, pre-cum dripped from it onto my jeans, he bent his knees a bit bringing his ugly man tool to my face, holding my head in one hand and his cock in the other like a giant glue stick, I tried to break free from his grip fearing what was coming next, but he pulled me by the hair towards his big plum like head which was now staring at me, dripping, he wiped it off on my face and lips, smearing them with his man glue. Still holding my head he let go of his cock and started thrusting it into my face with his hips, contracting his muscles to make it bounce, each contraction made the big head land on a different part of my face and leave a streak of the clear liquid as it departed, my nose, eyes, lips, chin, cheeks all got their fair share.

Getting on to his knees on the bed he placed his throbbing, stiffie in my hands again, and proceeded to take off my T shirt, literally ripping it off my body as he undressed me, rubbing his big warm hands all over, circling my nipples with his thumbs, a current ran through me as he touched them, he moved to my jeans and undid them and pulled it off roughly, he cock slipped out of my hands and bounced while he worked them off my legs, the bouncing beauty mesmerised me, and I started pinching my nipples while Yawar pulled of my underwear which by now was also wet with pre-cum.

Now that I was completely naked, he gently lowered me back onto the bed, and leaned over me on his thick and powerful, hairy arm, while holding his manhood with the other hand he started to smear his pre-cum on my genitals and thighs, he then made his big black snake kiss my small tan cock, exchanging the juice between them, It aroused me so much I almost came, with my hands I began stroking his big, brown body, pulling him onto me, I never knew I would be doing this to a man, and to think just a while back I was craving Fozia, and now?

As he lay on me I felt his hard rod throbbing an rubbing against my thigh it was a fabulous feeling, I caught it and caressed it, he took my hand, cock still in it and had me place it between my legs just below the balls, telling me to hold them tightly together, Yawar started thrusting his hips, I gripped his cock tighter, it was great to feel the hard, thick, throbbing rod moving between my pre cum smeared legs, after a while I couldnt bear it any longer, holding Yawars big, manly body, I started thrusting with him in rhythm.

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I held him tighter, groaning as if he was driving his manliness up my hole, "More...more" I cried out in Urdu, stroking his hairy, firm butt, his broad smooth back, running my fingers through his thick, black hair, Yawars face had been buried in my shoulder all the while, and his thrusts were getting faster and rougher now, the big cock head was hitting into a very erogenous area just behind the balls, each thrust that touched that part made me want to cum, his breathing getting heavier his hot breath warming my ear, he was also sweating profusely as was I, he suddenly gripped my face under his manly armpit, smelling of pheromones, that did it, I shot like a geyser, spewing an amount of cum I never imagined I could produce, the orgasm was so intense because of the big mushroom hitting against my most sensitive part, it seemed never ending, my cum smeared both our bodies as Yawar kept thrusting between my legs.

Fully spent, it dawned on me what was happening, and I was jolted back to my senses, feeling put off and exhausted by now and wanted this experience to end, to make him come sooner I started moaning louder to further arouse him, tightening my legs even more, now I could feel his cock straining to move between them, just then Yawar got up on his big hands, and still thrusting looked into my eyes, he seemed to be in a trance, sweat was dripping off his forehead his hair was wet and it was drenching me too, his mouth closed tightly, he was breathing heavily through his nose, exhaling hot air into my face, I started running my hands up and down his chest and belly fingering the navel, I looked at him still not believing what was happening, that a man was doing me, isn't this how I fuck girls?, I thought, he had reached the peak by now, he gripped my throat with his left hand, scaring the life out of me, he then grabbed hold of my hand with the other and placed it on his sack, resting all of his weight on the one on my throat for that moment, I began kneading and squeezing his bullocks.

He gave one final hard thrust and clenching his teeth let out a gushing stream of hot loin gel, which hit just behind my balls, flooding the sheet, my butt and legs, his body quivered as he let out one long string of cum after another, each ejaculation made him thrust his hardness deeper, for the last two his cock had been freed from my legs, and his juices splashed onto my stomach, chest and face, thick hot creamy gooey, man cum, I rubbed it on my body, it filled into my small navel, forming a pool, while he looked at me grinding his teeth and stroking his still hard manhood to squeeze out the last few drops, I was dazed, like I didn't know what hit me, he heaved a sigh, and rubbed his now semi hard dick against my genitals, with that he got up to get a towel to wipe himself, I was left to fend for myself, but he gave the same cloth too, Yawar was sweating and panting like he'd just run a marathon, "that was great...hope you enjoyed it too" he said, in between breaths and gave me a hug, finally he said something considering we went through the entire episode without him uttering a word, except for groaning, I lay there stunned, while he smoked yet another joint, then he gave me another clean piece of cloth to tie around the waist and told me join him outside for a bath, as according to our religion its not good to go to sleep in an impure state, I was amazed at this gesture of his as myself I have slept in impurity countless times, well no more.

As sleepy as I was I did as told, it was cold outside, I kept staring at Yawar as he bathed, his lower half covered with a sheet tied around his waist, he looked really hot, I envied his masculine form, couldn't get over the fact that this man had sort of raped me tonight and it was no big deal for him, like something normal, drying up I put on my clothes as fast as I could, he got into a shalwar only, his broad, torso exposed and wet, wiping his hair, the muscles in his strong, thick, hairy arms flexing with each movement, the experience had left me confused then it struck me, about something he had said earlier, "over here we don't miss out on a single chance to have sex", it all added up, that's why he hadn't taken me back to town earlier when he could have, desperate bastard I said in a low tone, I can bet the phone wasn't one way either, feeling debased and disgusted, more so at the fact that I had ended up enjoying a man pleasuring me, I was repelled by the thought, he saw me looking at him and smiled, put his shirt on, switched off the light and lay down on the floor next to my bed which had a clean sheet now, "Goodnight" he said and was snoring with in seconds, I could not sleep, but eventually did, quite uncomfortably, following day I quit the job as soon as I got back home.

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