Fatima’s Escapades (Part 4)

Fatima swayed her hips seductively to sexy music playing in the Presidential Suite of Zain’s Guest House. She wore 6 inch thigh high red leather boots with a black leather hot shorts and a matching leather push up bra. She felt like a goddess in this outfit, and danced like a professional dancer. She slowly stripped for Irfaans best friend who was the owner of the guest house. Irfaan was lying down on the bed behind Fatima and he was already naked. He also watched Fatima as she danced for his friend.

First her push up bra came off and her voluptuous breasts bounced beautifully as she danced. Her nipples were already hard and Zain shifted in the armchair he occupied. His bulge was clearly visible and this excited Fatima even further.

Fatima wore a Zorros mask and her long hair cascaded in waves down to the middle of her back. Her bangs framed her face, covering the top of the mask, and she had applied a deep red lipstick with clear lip gloss for shine. She was an absolute vision in her sexy leather outfit. Irfaan whistled approvingly on the bed behind her. Fatima felt bold, beautiful, and confident. It showed by the way she danced for Zain who couldn’t seem to take his eyes off her. She did a lapdance, her body moving perfectly to the beat, her hips swaying seductively and her leather hot shorts emphasizing her curves perfectly. Finally, after ten minutes of teasing, she unzipped her shorts, removing them slowly and bent down infront of Zain, giving him a full view of her perfectly shaped ass. She turned once again to face him, and spread her legs, giving him a perfect view of her smooth, hairless triangle. She slid two fingers up and down her already soaking wet pussy, moaning with pleasure. Her fingers were wet as she sucked on them, enjoying the taste of her wet pussy. This highly excited Zain, who seemed eager to undo his belt and unzip his pants to free his already throbbing, rock hard cock. His cock was more or less the same size as Irfaans, but just a little bit thicker. Fatima thought it was just as beautiful, and sighed with pleasure when she noticed the tip of his cock already glistening with pre-cum. She got down onto her knees infront of Zain and smiled at him as she slowly stroked his rock hard shaft.

Zain sucked in his breath, his throbbing cock needing release. He closed his eyes and tried to regain some control, but pre-cum kept dripping from his tip, and Fatima used her thumb to coat his head with his wetness. He groaned, opening his eyes to look at her. She enjoyed the feel of his cock, and bent down to take him into her mouth. She sucked on his head, moaning with delight as she looked up at him. She was absolutely gorgeous, and Zain caressed her face before sliding his hand through her hair and slowly started to fuck her mouth.

He had been given strict instructions from Irfaan not to manhandle her in anyway. He’d readily agreed to this and didn’t want to be dominating. He preferred being controlled, both by Fatima and Irfaan and this voluntary submission made him realize that he secretly fantasized about being the man who watched. He was a sort of cuckold and he liked it.

Fatima took all of him into her mouth, and allowed him to fuck her. She moaned, spreading her knees so she could pleasure herself at the same time. Zain started to lose it. Her mouth was warm and she sucked him like a professional. She managed to take his entire length into her mouth but didn’t allow him to touch the back of her throat. Zain was in complete ecstasy when he suddenly jerked hard and tried to move away from her mouth.

“Fuck! Fatima, I’m cumming!” He shouted, but she continued to suck, and Zain erupted, filling her mouth with his hot, salty cum. Fatima swallowed all of it, making sure that not even a little escaped. She liked the taste of him, and his cum only made her more horny. She was intoxicated with the smell and taste of his cum and she suddenly needed more. She felt like an uncontrollable bitch in heat, needing only release, wanting to find relief to the burning hot throb deep inside of her.

She looked up at Zain and smiled, her mask emphasizing the lust, and raw need in her beautiful eyes! She stood up and bent down to kiss him passionately on the lips. He could taste his cum and this excited him.