Hey, assholes, how are you and beautiful women? How is your life going on? My name is Kabir. I am 21, 6 feet in height, and have a muscular body. After a long time, I am writing my sex story. Welcome to Gigolo Kabir’s aunty sex story.
Let’s dive directly into my story.
I leaned against the doorway, watching Haseena. The dim lighting in her bedroom flickered, casting shadows over her curves. She was sitting on the bed. Her silk robe was loosely tied, revealing glimpses of smooth, honey-coloured skin underneath. Her dark eyes locked onto mine, full of unspoken hunger.
I smirked. “You called Haseena?”
She uncrossed her legs, letting the robe slip slightly, exposing more of her bare thighs. “You took your sweet time, motherfucker,” she purred.
I chuckled, stepping closer. “Traffic was a bitch. But now I’m here. And trust me, sweetheart, I’m not leaving until I’ve wrecked you.”
Her lips parted slightly, and I saw the way her chest rose with anticipation. I reached out, pulling at the sash of her robe. It fell open, and fuck—she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. My cock twitched instantly.
“You little tease,” I muttered, grabbing her chin and tilting her face up.
“Then shut up and do something about it, bastard,” she whispered, her breath hot against my lips.
I kissed her hard. Our tongues clashed, desperate and hungry. I grabbed her tits, squeezing them, pinching her nipples until she gasped into my mouth. My hands moved down, fingers slipping between her legs, finding her soaking wet.
“Fuck, you’re dripping already,” I growled. “You really are a filthy little slut.”
She smirked. “Then eat me like one, asshole.”
I didn’t need another invitation. I pushed her onto the bed, spreading her legs wide. Her pussy was glistening, pink, and perfect. I licked my lips before diving in.
I flicked my tongue over her clit, sucking it between my lips before sliding lower, fucking her with my tongue. She moaned, her hands in my hair, pulling me closer.
“Yes, yes, yes—fuck, Kabir, don’t stop!”
I shoved two fingers inside her, curling them as I sucked her clit. Her thighs shook, her body tensing as she cried out, cumming hard on my tongue.
I wiped my mouth and grinned. “One down. A lot more to go.”
She pushed me onto my back, climbing on top of me. Her hands worked on my belt, yanking my pants down. My cock sprang free, hard and thick.
“Mmm, I’ve missed this,” she whispered, running her fingers along my shaft before taking me into her mouth.
“Fuck,” I groaned, tangling my fingers in her hair.
She sucked me deep, her tongue swirling around the tip before sliding all the way down, taking me to the back of her throat. She gagged but didn’t stop, her hands stroking what she couldn’t fit.
“Goddamn, you’re a cock-hungry slut,” I muttered, thrusting into her mouth.
She moaned around my dick, the vibrations sending shivers through my spine. But before I could cum, I pulled her up, flipping her onto her back.
“Time for 69 position,” I said, pulling her on top of me.
She giggled, positioning herself over my face as she took me back into her mouth. I grabbed her ass, spreading her cheeks as I dove back into her dripping pussy. My tongue worked fast, licking and sucking, making her grind against my face.
We devoured each other, lost in the heat, the wet sounds of sucking and moaning filling the room.
Then, I carried her to the bathroom, pinning her against the cold tiles of the shower. Warm water cascaded down our bodies as I lifted her leg, pushing my cock against her entrance.
“Beg for it,” I whispered against her lips.
“Just fuck me already, dickhead!”
I slammed into her, and she screamed, nails digging into my shoulders. I pounded her against the wall, my hands gripping her ass as I fucked her deep and hard.
“Yes, yes, fuck, Kabir—harder!” she moaned.
I pulled her other leg up, holding her against the tiles as I drove into her, my cock hitting deep, her pussy squeezing me tight.
“God, I love this tight little pussy,” I groaned, biting her neck.
Her body tensed, and then she came, her pussy clenching around me as she screamed my name. I wasn’t far behind, so I pulled out and shoved my cock into her mouth. She swallowed every last drop, licking me clean.
“Filthy little slut,” I chuckled, kissing her deeply.
Then, I threw her onto the bed, spreading her legs apart. Her pussy was still dripping, begging for more.
I teased her, rubbing the head of my cock against her slit.
“Fucking bastard,” she growled. “Stop teasing and fuck me!”
I smirked. “You want it? Take it.”
I slammed into her in one hard thrust. She arched her back, her nails raking down my back as I fucked her mercilessly.
The bed creaked, the headboard banging against the wall as I took her in every way—legs over my shoulders, from the side, and finally, with her riding me, bouncing on my cock like a wild woman.
Then, We didn’t stop. I bent her over the sofa, slapping her ass before driving back into her. She screamed, gripping the cushions as I fucked her rough, my fingers finding her clit.
“You gonna cum for me again, you filthy little slut?” I growled, fucking her harder.
“Yes! Oh fuck, Kabir—I’m gonna cum!”
She shattered around me, her body trembling. I pulled out just in time, spilling my cum all over her ass.
Then, still not done, I carried her to the table, laying her on her back. I spread her legs wide and slid inside her again, thrusting deep. She wrapped her arms around my neck, her lips crashing into mine as I fucked her with everything I had left.
When I felt her pussy clench around me, I knew she was close again.
“Cum with me,” I groaned.
Our bodies tensed, pleasure exploding as we both came together, shaking, breathless.
Then We collapsed onto the bed, sweaty, exhausted, and completely satisfied. She curled up next to me, her fingers tracing lazy circles on my chest.
“You’re staying the whole night, right?” she murmured sleepily.
I smirked, pulling her closer. “Oh, sweetheart, I’m not done with you yet.”
Then Haseena’s body lay sprawled across the bed, her skin glowing under the dim lighting. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her body still trembling from the intensity of the last round. But I wasn’t done with her—not yet.
I traced my fingers down her stomach, making her shiver. “You tired already, sweetheart?” I teased, brushing my thumb against her swollen clit.
She gasped, her body jerking. “You bastard,” she breathed, trying to catch her breath. “Give me a second—”
I didn’t give her one. I slid down between her legs, spreading her thighs apart once more. My tongue flicked against her clit, and she yelped, her hands grabbing at my hair.
“Fuck, Kabir—”
“That’s right, moan my name, baby,” I murmured against her, my tongue working her over again.
She was already sensitive, her body twitching with every flick, every lick. But I wanted her writhing, desperate, screaming for me.
I sucked her clit into my mouth, swirling my tongue over it as I shoved two fingers inside her, curling them against that perfect spot.
“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck—” she cried, her thighs clenching around my head.
I felt her walls tighten around my fingers, and the next second, she shattered again, her body arching off the bed as she came hard, soaking my mouth and fingers.
I pulled back, wiping my chin, and smirked. “That’s three. You think you can handle more?”
She looked up at me, her eyes dark with lust, her lips swollen from our kisses. And then, to my surprise, she pushed me onto my back and straddled me, her hands pressing against my chest.
“Now, it’s my turn,” she whispered wickedly.
She grabbed my cock, lining it up with her dripping pussy, and sank slowly, her tight heat stretching around me.
“Fucking hell,” I groaned, my hands gripping her hips.
She started moving, rolling her hips, grinding against me in slow, torturous circles. Her hands slid up her body, cupping her own breasts, squeezing them as she rode me.
“You like this, don’t you?” she moaned, her head tilting back. “You love watching me fuck you.”
“Goddamn right, I do,” I growled, thrusting up into her, making her cry out.
I grabbed her ass, controlling her movements, bouncing her harder on my cock. Her nails dug into my chest as she moaned louder, her pussy tightening around me.
“Fuck, fuck, Kabir—I’m gonna—”
I flipped her onto her back again, pinning her down. “Not yet, baby. I want to feel you scream for me one more time.”
I pulled out and flipped her onto her stomach, lifting her ass in the air. I rubbed the head of my cock against her entrance, teasing her.
“Beg for it,” I commanded.
She whimpered, pushing back against me. “Please, Kabir. Please fuck me.”
That was all I needed. I slammed into her from behind, making her scream. I gripped her hips tightly, pounding into her hard and deep. My balls slapped against her soaking wet pussy.
“Yes, yes, harder!” she cried.
I spanked her ass, leaving a red mark, before grabbing her hair, pulling her back against me as I fucked her mercilessly. Her pussy clenched around me, her body shaking.
“Cum for me, Haseena,” I growled into her ear, thrusting deep one last time.
She let out a strangled scream as she exploded, her entire body trembling. The tight pulsing around my cock sent me over the edge. With a deep groan, I cum, filling her up completely.
I collapsed onto her, both of us panting, drenched in sweat, our bodies still tangled together. We lay there for a while, our breathing heavy. Haseena turned her head, giving me a satisfied smirk.
“You really weren’t joking about wrecking me,” she murmured.
I grinned, rolling onto my side, my hand trailing lazily over her curves. “And the night’s not over yet, baby.”
She laughed breathlessly, shaking her head. “You’re insatiable, you bastard.”
“Damn right,” I muttered, pulling her in for another deep kiss, already feeling my cock hardening again.
The saga unfolds. I’ve merely skimmed the surface, withholding the most pivotal details. Rest assured, I’ll return with a vengeance, unleashing the next story.