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My girl-dick throbbed and ached, pressing into her hot flesh. I groaned as my tongue dueled with hers.
Her hand slid between our bodies.
I whimpered into the kiss as she grasped my cock. She squeezed me and guided me to the shaved entrance of her pussy. I groaned at the feel of her juicy lips. Talib sat beside us, stroking his little cock like a good cuckold-husband.
I slammed my girl-dick into my new wife.
Wahida moaned into the kiss as I sank into the tight, hot depths of her pussy. Her silky cunt gripped me. Her twat wrapped around me. It was incredible to enjoy. I sank deeper and deeper into her. I savored the experience of being in her. That wonderful moment of penetration. That sweet delight of savoring her juicy cunt wrapped around my futa-dick.
It was incredible. Everything I hoped for when I agreed to this marriage.
I drew back my hips. My cock slid through her juicy depths. Then I thrust forward. I pumped my shaft away in her pussy. Her juicy snatch gripped me. I groaned into her lips, loving her with my every stroke. My dick plunged in and out of her.
"Fuck my heart," groaned Talib. "Oh, Nova, yes, yes! She loves it, doesn't she?"
I broke the kiss and purred, "Do you?"
"I do!" groaned Wahida. "You're so huge. Oh, Talib, our new wife has such a huge cock. She's stretching me wide open."
"Good, good!" he groaned, stroking himself. "Enjoy the miracle of Allah. Savor her divine cock buried in you."
"Yes!" howled Wahida.
Her pussy clenched around me. She enjoyed my dick. Her pussy massaged me with every plunge into her pussy. Our flesh smacked together. My bush grew soaked with her juices. They dripped out of her, lubing the way for my thrusting cock.
I stared into her dark eyes as I savored her body. She shuddered beneath me while her hands grabbed my rump. She dug her fingers into me, her pussy clutching my cock. I groaned, thrusting harder. Faster. I pumped away at her. This amazing passion surged around me.
The ache built at the tip of my girl-dick.
"Yes, yes, yes!" she moaned, trembling beneath me. "Oh, Nova! Oh, you're futa-cock is in me! It's amazing! You are truly one of Allah's miracles!"
"And you're just delicious," I moaned. "I'm going to cum in you. Breed you. You're going to have my futa-daughter."
"Yes," Talib moaned, stroking his dick faster. He watched us with hungry eyes, the rhythmic slapping of his masturbation mixed with the sound of my flesh smacking against Wahida's.
Wahida's pussy grew hotter and hotter around me. Her twat gripped my girl-dick. She held me tight, massaging me. Teasing me. This wonderful passion surged around me. I groaned, my heart beating faster and faster. This delight spilled through my body.
I would explode in her. I would flood her with so much cum. It would be incredible. I grunted and groaned, slamming into her with every hard plunge of my cock. I filled her again and again. Her pussy clenched around me.
She felt incredible. She massaged me. Teased me. I rubbed my nose against hers as our nipples caressed. Sparks burst from us. The pleasure surged down to my pussy and my throbbing cock every time our nipples kissed.
"Oh, Talib, yes!" she moaned. "I'm going to orgasm on this cock."
"Cum!" I moaned.
"Yes, yes!" she gasped. "Cum! I'm going to cum on this amazing dick! Oh, Talib! Oh, Nova! This is incredible. I am so glad you exist. You are a miracle!"
"A miracle!" echoed Talib, his voice throaty. "Cum on her cock, my heart. Explode on her dick!"
Wahida's eyes widened. Her dark depths stared up at me. Then she shuddered. Her pussy convulsed around me. I thrust hard and fast into her. Her pussy was a juicy delight massaging my girl-dick and driving me wild.
I loved it.
"Yes, yes, yes!" I gasped, trembling on the bed. "Oh, she's cumming!"
"I am!"
Her pussy writhed around my plunging futa-dick. Every time I buried into her, I savored the feel of her rippling flesh. She sucked at me. The bliss flowed down my cock to my pussy. My cunt grew juicier and juicier. My ovaries tightened.
I savored her spasming. Her body shook, bucking up into mine. I pressed my temple against her forehead, staring into her eyes. They brimmed with such wild passion. Her pussy convulsed harder around my cock.
"Cum in me!" she moaned. "Oh, my futa-wife. Breed me. I want your daughter! I want your cum in me!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" I gasped, pumping hard.
I buried into her flesh. I slammed to the hilt in her. Every inch of my clit-dick was engulfed in her convulsing twat. Her flesh writhed around me, teasing me. This wicked heat built and built in me. I groaned as I stared into her eyes.
Then I erupted.
My cum fired into her pussy's depths. I gasped out as the rapture shot through me. The pleasure surged out of my cock and into her juicy cunt. Her convulsing snatch milked me while my own twat spasmed, juices gushing out of me.
"Oh, Allah, yes!" I moaned.
"Breed our wife!" Talib moaned, his voice throaty. "Yes!"
Was he cumming? It sounded like it. I shuddered, my futa-dick spurting blast after blast of jizz into Wahida's cunt. My new wife squirmed beneath me. Her pussy milked me. She wrung out every drop of spunk out of me that she could.
I surged up to the pinnacle of rapture. I hung there as her pussy massaged my futa-dick. My ovaries unloaded the last spurt of cum while the ecstasy washed out of my cunt. Stars danced around my vision. This incredible delight filled me.
"Wahida!" I cried out and then groaned as the world grew dizzy. "Oh, damn... I... I..."
The intensity of my orgasm spilled over me. I blinked my eyes and then I collapsed on her. All the travel it took to get here finally caught up with me. I closed my eyes and I felt the wonderful peace of sleep tug me down.
I dreamed.
I slept.
I recovered.
I don't know how long I slept, but it was the sounds of women laughing that drew me out of my sleep. My futa-dick was hard. I blinked as I sat up in the bed, the black sheets falling off my body. I smiled as I remembered my wedding night and breeding my new wife while our husband watched.
I stretched, the talking drawing my attention to the door. My futa-dick was hard with my morning wood. I rolled out of bed and saw my suitcase was open. In the closet beyond it, the slatted doors left open, I could see some of my clothes hanging in there. Beside it was a dresser.
I found my thin, linen nightgown inside the top drawer and drew it on, my blonde hair spilling loose over my shoulders. My futa-cock pressed against the front of it, my erection hard and obvious, as I opened the door and peered out.
Wahida and two other women were sitting around a low table sipping tea. They had a carafe of it steaming on the marble table between them, the liquid a deep, dark red color. Wahida turned her head and smiled.
"Good morning, Nova."
"Morning," I said. "Allah's blessing be upon you."
She smiled at me. I stepped into the room and felt the other two women staring at me. I recognized them both. The mature, first wife of the Imam and the younger, second wife. They both had their hijabs off, their black hair spilling about their faces.
They were both so gorgeous. My futa-dick throbbed as I felt their eyes on me. Something sparkled in the younger woman's dark depths. My pussy itching with a wet heat, I sauntered towards them, my futa-dick throbbing against them.
"Welcome to our home," I purred. "We barely met. I'm Nova Alfarsi."
To be continued...
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