Departures and arrivals (An addendum is required)

The comings were exceeding the goings and as they say that there is no evil that always lasts nor good that never ends, my life had to change; his Mario got sick and some time later decided to sell the pharmacy and move to the interior accompanied by his wife; the buyer who was also a pharmacist showed himself unpleasant and grumbling, which soon led me to ask for the accounts and go on my way. An Arab named Malik, owner of a store of bed, table, bath and marine articles in general was looking for a stock lecturer and I promptly introduced myself; after a quick conversation we closed a work agreement and on the same day I was already talking to his manager, the lunch man who gave me all the instructions necessary for my performance and a few weeks later I was already on the subject.
At that time I met the family of my boss who besides numerous was quite interesting; Aisha, his wife was a very beautiful female specimen who even wearing hijab and discreet clothes could not hide her extreme sensuality that was revealed by her insinuating look. The couple had two daughters: Zaya and Layla; the first was a beautiful teenager of about seventeen years with angelic face and brownish manner; already Layla, the older one showed herself an experienced woman and always attentive with her sharp and macho manner. As I had admitted the proverb that says "the house where you earn the bread, you do not eat the meat", I greeted them without raising any expectations. At that time I had to move due to the new owner of the local pharmacy who had plans to move and I started to look for a new place to live.
Seeing my situation, Malik offered me a sort of apartment situated in the mezzanine of the shop allowing me to bring my few belongings as well as some furniture that I had managed to buy over the time that I resided in the pharmacy's attic. At first I resisted accepting, but with him his wife and daughters joined in putting me in an unassailable position. As time went by, I gained the trust of his General allowing him to take some pending leave with the endorsement of Malik who saw with good eyes the personal progress. In that situation I let my beard and mustache grow until I gained a closed set that pleased me; the truth was that it was Malik's good that convinced me to this by stating that under the beard and conceded the subject of arade.
And it seemed that my attitude pleased him as well as pleased his wife and daughters; moreover, I could not help but observe the looks of Aisha directed at me and denouncing a more intimate interest that left me excited; with a long period without drowning the goose those looks made me have ideas ..., or rather fantasies, with my boss's wife, and so several were the nights when I ended up in a vigorous punch having in mind only the look of Aisha.
A few weeks later, Malik came to inform me that he was scheduled to travel abroad in order to attend some family appeals. "I trust you to take care of my family ..., I hope you will not disappoint me!" he stormed as soon as we shook hands; at the same time his Geraldo took a vacation period entrusting to me and the store manager the control of the business. I worked hard and at the end of the day I felt exhausted, but satisfied. However, one night when I was naked on the mezzanine beating one I was surprised by the unannounced arrival of Aisha. Seeing me that way she did not hide her astonishment trying to hide a brown smile; even embarrassed I did not restrain myself from keeping myself the way I was.
Aisha did not say anything just came to me, got down on her knees and strapped my pistol with one of her hands starting a slow handshake accompanied by licking on the rosary that soon culminated in a sigh and eager sucking; from the way she sucked my pistol I had the impression that I had not enjoyed such an opportunity for a long time and feeling all her ardor vibrating in my body I tried to relax and enjoy the moment without thinking about the possible future consequences. Aisha sucked for a long time, delighting in licking the pistol and also the balls making me enjoy a hallucinatory sensation that made my skin shiver.
Finally, I surrendered without warning, pouring my load into the mouth of the female, who displayed an incredible skill not only in holding it in her mouth but also in trapping my gland between her lips by gently squeezing it, causing a wave of spasms to shake my whole body. And as soon as it was over, Aisha stared at my face, smiled and left without saying a word, leaving me there, stunned but satisfied; I slept happily that night and the next morning I was getting ready for coffee in a nearby boat when I was intercepted by Layla telling me that her mother had invited me to have breakfast with them; even intrigued by the invitation, I gladly accepted.
In the family residence, which was located in an immobile annex, I enjoyed a delicious and full breakfast surrounded by three beautiful females; in the moments when our eyes crossed, Aisha made a point of avoiding always maintaining an aura of sobriety and detachment as if what happened the previous night was only an illusion on my part. After the meal I returned to the store and to my affairs unrelated to the rest concentrating my mind to escape from the memories of a juicy suckling that had been presented to me. I confess that the next night I lay naked on the bed imagining ..., or rather, dreaming of the possibility that Aisha would look for me again, but as this did not happen I ended up falling asleep.
Don't make a noise and don't turn on the light! whispered a firm voice as I felt the touch of a warm, soft skin rubbing against mine.
Suddenly a nipple was rubbed over my lips in a clear gesture of provocation; obeying what had been demanded I did not control my gestures linking the body that was over mine and savoring those sweet and hard beaks with energetic suckings that flowed into muffled groans at the same time as I felt a smooth, pulpy, warm and moist vulva squeezing my pince whose rigidity was painful; with enormous dexterity the female used one of her hands to drive my stick in the direction of her cave and using movements made her swallow the mast at once. I relied on the precision to feel my tool being completely enveloped by the tight vulva that adapted to the few dimensions of the member accommodating it with delightful perfection.
As the copulation took its course I was sure that my partner was not Malik's wife, but rather his eldest daughter. <unk>Shhh! Yes! It's me! Be quiet! ..., we can't make noise! ..., Afff! Ahnnn! Let me fuck you!<unk>, she whispered in my ear as I pronounced her name confirming my suspicion. With an indescribable skill, Layla made me open and raise my legs enough for her to take a more active position as if I were the male and her female! She wasn't fucked, but she fucked me hot by pulling out and shoving my cock inside her jersey with intense and sultry movements, taking advantage of several successive pleasures; I held and squeezed her fat, firm breasts and allowed her to copulate driving herself into control of the situation.
Suddenly, I pulled her toward me holding her with my arms and legs beginning a turn over the bed until I was able to leave her below with me on top taking the reins of the fuck and starting to punch with pelvic punches full of enthusiasm and providing her with a renewed wave of orgasms that impelled an ecstasy that needed to be repressed in order to avoid unwanted sounds. "Do not laugh inside me, you see? I am no longer a virgin, but I do not want to be pregnant!" she warned as she heard my most emphatic moans indicators that climax is approaching in my inexorable way.
Realizing that the end was closer than I imagined, I complied with her demand by removing my pistol from her hat and kneeling on the bed; surprisingly and unexpectedly, Layla changed her position and when I found myself the little girl was sucking my tool by massaging the balls in a clear intention to make fun of me; she had the gift of doing whatever she wanted with a male, for I saw myself dominated by her hot and eager mouth until I reached the climax ejaculating profusely.
Layla contained the whole load without spilling a drop, and as I suspected, she ended up swallowing my semen just before getting up, disappearing from the room in the same way she had; sweaty and exhausted, feeling used by the female, I rejoiced at the opportunity I had just enjoyed, and rolled over to the bed, falling asleep at once. On another relaxing morning, I was invited to enjoy the morning delight in the company of mother and daughters; as on the previous occasion, they adopted a sober and silent posture with low looks and measured gestures, leaving me stunned by such behaviour.
Throughout the day I decided that it was time to checkmate Aisha, because of the three she was the one who most aroused my attraction and my libido. <unk>I need to talk to you ..., come to the mezzanine more in the evening ..., I'm waiting for you!<unk>, I whispered in her ear right after closing the store doors and locking the warehouse; Aisha stared at me with a frightened expression rehearsing a gesture of denial that did not bear fruit; without waiting for her answer I turned my back and went up to my provisional dwelling. It was dawn when someone knocked on my door; I got up from bed and went up; upon opening I glimpsed Aisha who immediately exhibited a stupefied look when she saw me naked.
It was not the time for words, only for action and so I pulled her inside closing the door and hugging her by the waist sticking my lips to her until sealing a warm and wet tongue kiss; from that gesture I saw the woman turn releasing the dormant volcano inside her; I began to help her take off her clothes taking me away a little later to appreciate her mind-boggling nakedness; Aisha still rehearsed some gestures in order to hide her generous forms, but soon discovered that I had stripped her of body and also of soul.
-I ask you only one thing..., don't take off my hijab, please! <unk> she babbled in a docile tone when I approached again.
-Don't worry ..., I won't do anything you don't want <unk> I answered before taking her in my arms walking towards the bed.
I accommodated Aisha gently on the bed and then opened her legs by plunging my face between them until my tongue found her hairy little mouthpiece warm and wet and began to savor it with boundless avidity; it didn't take much effort for her to experience some orgasms causing me to be surprised at the way she groaned and hissed indicating that she had never been subjected to receiving an oral caress so vehemently. Observing her reaction to the orgasms that erupted in her body thanks to my skill, I spent all the dedication and care in licking that joke giving her all the pleasure she had not received until then.
We lost each other in that delirious frenzy and I didn't feel like stopping the eloquent chatter in that juicy mouthful and I only did it when she asked me to fuck. "Come! Come! Fuck me hard! Shove that cocksucker inside me!" she pleaded with a voice almost murmuring forcing me to heed her plea. I squeezed my pelvis between her legs and with calculated movements without using my hands I made the pinhole find the way to happiness spewing with force and depth experiencing an indescribable feeling of being swallowed by the female.
Aisha gritted her teeth trying hard not to scream, but her resistance was unsuccessful and she was finally defeated between screams and moans as I began a succession of forceful pelvic movements pulling and twisting and inserting and pistol always a little deeper and faster; again the female enjoyed orgasms bursting into her body leading her to a hallucinatory state of ecstasy that depleted her oxygen and closed her eyes. I confess that it was one of the best fucks of my whole life as well as I imagined that it was also the best carnal experience of my partner; we fucked without stopping and she always asked for more; I struggled to keep pace, however I was soon betrayed by my physiology and unable to warn and ended up filling Aisha's vagina with my spicy and hot thirst.
Aisha did not hide her despair at seeing her vagina filled with semen from another man than her husband and warned me that a pregnancy at that time other than unwanted would be fatal for both of them; I well knew Malik's anger, but I pondered with her that what was done ..., was done! There was no repair, only the hope that this pregnancy would never be avenged. In the days that followed the weather became very heavy and with the return of Malik's spirits became somewhat exalted; such was my concern that I even thought of fleeing without leaving a trace, but then I thought that this would not solve the problem, but only create another.
A few days later and just before the start of the weekend, Malik and Aisha announced that they would make a short trip to the interior without revealing the reason and the patriarch left me in charge of everything and also of his daughters demanding that I keep a close eye on them by keeping the reins short; I agreed with his demand and wished a good trip; I took care of the store throughout the Saturday with the help of his Geraldo and closed the activities around seven o'clock in the evening with the departure of the last customer; I checked Layla and Zaya and then went to a small restaurant for dinner with the right to take at least one beer; I had coffee and smoked a cigarette returning to the store and going up to the aisle already taking off my clothes to take a shower.
When I left the bathroom I found Layla and Zaya sitting on the sofa as if they were waiting for me. "Didn't I tell you that he has a firecracker?" commented the eldest to her sister pointing the indicator in the direction of my pistol. Stunned by their presence, I tried to stay in control by asking what they were doing there on the mezzanine. Layla opened a naughty smile by getting up and coming towards me. "I know what you and Mom did ..., I'm selling my silence ..., and also ..., she just doesn't forget that she still closes in all the holes!" replied Layla with an emphatic tone. Seeing that my situation boiled down to fucking the oldest and giving the newest one a treat, I didn't waste time, staying with both commands.
It was a long night; first I took care to lick Zaya in her smooth little mouthpiece making her laugh often; then I gave her the opportunity to suck my cock, which she did with surprising skill, licking and sucking avidly, while Layla and I were kissing each other without stopping; I put the oldest bitch of four on the bed and put the pistol in her fucking streak to the sound of her screams and moans taking advantage to play with Zaya's little tits who in turn caressed her sister's bundle; I took advantage of the situation to tell her to lick the broth of her little hand preparing my way; I made Layla laugh in turn and when she least expected I took her out of her crate and buried her in the saddle that received me with enormous complaints, but without indicating that the little male had already given the boot to the other.
We spent the night in a crazy fuck with the contribution of Zaya for whom everything was new; when I pissed off Layla again I demanded that she lick her sister's pussy who had already positioned herself in such a way as to allow her to do it; it was an incredible sight of the mischief that we enjoyed with Layla licking her sister's pussy while taking a roll on the ass! It was early morning and the sisters were sweaty, exhausted and panting, but I had the intention to punish them to my limit and that's exactly what I did by sticking a piroc in the pussy and in Layla's butt and tasting Zaya's nipples and pussy causing such a fuss that they were both losing their senses; so I put both of them on their knees in front of me and started masturbating until I filled both of their mouths with a load of hot and frightening semen.
Months later, Aysha announced her pregnancy and Malik was eager to have a boy celebrate the weekend they spent together. "Good for you, piglet! Now you'll have to buy our silence whenever we want!" Layla whispered quietly. And to my surprise, Aisha came to see me that night to tell me that everything was settled, but she wouldn't give up on me anyway. I confess I wanted to laugh, but I didn't!