Previous Part: Saisha and Afsar Bhai
Hey guys! I am Saisha, and I want to share the other half of the story with Afsar bhai. I hope you have enjoyed my first encounter with him.
The next morning, after finishing my usual morning routines, I was lying around naked on my bed and remembering the past night’s adventures.
Suddenly, I remembered that Afsar bhai talked something about his jail time. I wanted to go deep into Afsar bhai’s past life. But I was scared to ask him directly.
Then I heard a knock on my room’s window. It was Iqbal bhai. I forgot that I was wearing a lady’s panty and got to talk to him near the window. He did notice my panty and bubble ass. He asked, “Maal mila tumhe?” (Did you get the stuff?) I replied politely, “Haan.” (yes)
He said, “Can you share some stuff with me as today I am taking a day off.” I thought for a moment. But eventually, I agreed as he could give me some details about Afsar bhai’s past life.
I nodded with a smile and said, “Even I want to get smoked up.” We agreed to go private where no one could catch us while smoking. I wore my tight grey shorts and a full sleeve t-shirt.
Since I wear lady’s panty, my shorts always get stuck in my hip line, giving a clearer view of my fully grown and smooth butt. We went to a government school nearby. The school was in a secluded place and was closed. So not a single person could be seen around even in the daytime.
Iqbal bhai is an auto driver, and he always keeps fucking housewives and college girls whenever he gets a chance. Typical auto driver life. But due to lockdown, he couldn’t find any pussy, so he started getting hornier by the day. I rolled a joint, and we started smoking.
I started asking him about Afsar. “ Ye Afsar kaun hai aur kha se aaya hai?” (Who is Afsar, and where did he come from?) Iqbal said, “He was in jail for some 12 years in some cases.” I was shocked to hear this. I was fucked last night by a criminal!
This sent some chill down my spine. “Who did he hurt?” I asked. He had some sexual encounters with a girl he was about to marry. But she turned him in for false charges.
I felt pity for Afsar bhai, and now I understood the desperation behind last night. Iqbal bhai further said, “You don’t go much near him as he likes to fuck young boys’ ass.”
I felt my horniness coming back to life. After some time, when we both were high on weed, I decided to visit Afsar bhai. I was very much horny after one joint. I wanted to get my panty back from him. I asked Iqbal to take me to Afsar’s canteen.
He seemed amused hearing my request, but he didn’t ask any questions and took me there in his auto. We reached the canteen, and I asked Iqbal to wait for me here in the auto. I entered the canteen. Afsar bhai was lying there alone, playing with his dick.
He noticed me and said, “You came back early?”
I replied, “I came here for my panty.”
He came near me with no expression on his face and said, “No, you have come here for my dick, you slutty, weed-smoking bitch.” He was right, but I was afraid to express it as it was only my second meeting with him.
He said, “Satisfy me today, and you take your panty back. But if you fail, you have to stay here at my place for one whole day and night. And I will fuck you.” I agreed at once, thinking about what could go wrong.
But I was wrong, and that was my biggest mistake. I was very high on weed, and so was he. It didn’t take us much time to get into bed and into action. But something was different today about Afsar compared to last night. He seemed more passionate today.
He was kissing my lips wildly and pinching my boobs very softly. He said, “Your legs and waist remind me about my ex gf. Her ass was also thick and toned and very submissive like me.” I liked hearing such beautiful compliments about my body.
I replied, “Think of me as her and fuck me all you want.” He grabbed my ass, turned me and started eating me from behind. I was enjoying the dirty talks and kinky activities. I lost my senses soon and gave my ass to its new owner. He was very hard now.
I asked him, “What happens in jail with boys like me?” He applied some oil to my hole, and he pushed his dick inside my ass in one go. I screamed due to pain.
He replied, “This happens with sluts like you in jail. Jail inmates keep fucking all day long with guys like me. Your ass doesn’t remain yours anymore, and your hole is accessible to every inmate in that cell.”
He was still fucking me while talking, and it also made me hornier hearing these things from him. In doggy style, my ass gets even bigger. He was enjoying me, and I enjoyed my slutty time with him. His 8+ inch cock now was getting comfortable inside my butt.
Then suddenly I heard Iqbal’s voice from outside crying out my name. I didn’t want to respond as I was getting wildly fucked in doggy style. It could raise some suspicion also.
Suddenly Iqbal entered the room while searching for me. I was all naked and doggy style with Afsar’s dick all inside me. He was right there watching me, shocked. I was so scared and ashamed as I was caught.
But ignoring all this, Afsar refused to slow down and thrust me hard in front of Iqbal. I kept moaning like a pussy, but I didn’t him to stop. His long dick made my hole completely free. Afsar asked Iqbal to wait outside as he was busy fucking me.
Soon after 20 minutes of wild fuck and dirty talks, he came inside me, releasing all his cum again in my ass. He kept his dick inside for a longer time. Then he took it out and asked me to suck his cock and clean it. I was not willing to get dressed and go. But I had to face Iqbal now while returning home.
I got dressed up and asked Afsar for my panty. He said, “I am not satisfied with you today. You have lost your bet, so you have to stay here with me for one entire day.” I asked him, “Isn’t 20 minutes of wild fuck enough for you? How horny can one person be?”
He angrily said, “I have been horny for years now, and 20 minutes of that ass can satisfy me? Now you better behave like my wife, or I’ll make you behave like one.” I nodded politely, signalling that I agreed upon his command and left without my panty. His cum was still in my ass, and I could feel its warmth.
He said again, “I have one request, though. Next time you come here, I want to see you in lady clothes. And if you fail, I will tell every person in this village that you are a horny slutty gay bitch begging for every dick in the village. Especially at my house.”
I politely replied yes!
When I came back, I had to face Iqbal now. Well, that’s a completely different story.
I hope to write that soon too. Ciao!