The Day I Became a Ladyslut
written by:
Gliterysugar

Hello, my name is Asma. The strangest, most beautiful and incredible thing happened to me one day! I felt so wonderfully liberated, because I experienced my first threesome that day! My mind was in a whirl of euphoria, and I had more fun than I could ever imagine!

I felt so totally free and wildly wanton. I'd finally admitted to myself who I really was and what I was really like. It was absolutely, incredibly exciting to throw off the shackles of prudish monogamy so that I didn't have to pretend not to lust for sex with other people I meet, anymore.

By fucking other men that night, I allowed myself the freedom to enjoy sex and nudity, and all their wonderful variations, as one of the things that make being human bearable. That day, I had finally entered into the swinging lifestyle by acknowledging my true nature. Yes, I by then freely admitted that I was a kind of slut who loves to be fucked, and needed to be fucked by lots and lots of sweet hard cocks. I am a middle-aged, slightly overweight, but still pretty, married slut, with big married tits, a round married ass, and a juicy-wet married pussy, who just loved to be fucked and sucked by other men.

OK, you probably think it sounds like I'm going pretty wild and crazy, and most people might say that I am engaging in abnormal and risky behavior. Maybe I am going overboard with all the slut-whore stuff. But I like it. I don't think of them as bad names. Instead of being demeaning, the names slut and whore give me a sense of completeness, empowerment and liberation. To me, a slut or a whore is just a strong, sexually self assured woman who is not afraid to go against societal norms and fully explore and express her sexuality in the same way that men have always expressed theirs.

Who says we women can't be sexually assertive just like men are? What's wrong with openly going after sweet hard cock? A slut can do that, a "lady" can't. Anyway, how can something that is so beautiful, that feels so good and right, that is so much fun and natural, be wrong or bad for me? Especially if my husband felt so positive and was so encouraging and supportive about what I was doing?

Okay, I admit it. As of that night, I became a slut. I was a married woman who fucked and sucked other guys, in addition to my husband, whenever I feel like it. That made me what everyone calls a slut or a whore, right? Well, I loved it! It made me finally free to be myself - a sexual being who was free to choose her own sexual behavior and partners.

What made everything even more fun and exciting, was that my sweet husband Aaqil loved the new me (or, as Aaqil said, the real me) even more than before. It's thrilling, and I couldn't believe I was such a lucky girl! I knew I was especially lucky when Aaqil fucked me so hard and so sweetly after I came home that day and told him how I was just fucked by two men, Dr. Ejaz and Dr. Kashif. I also told my husband that I wanted to keep fucking them regularly. Aaqil just fucked me harder. I thought to myself if Aaqil is going to keep fucking me like that whenever I have sex with other men, I can't wait for every chance I can get to fuck other men again!

I guess I should start at the beginning. I've always had a strong sex drive and loved to fuck. I'd been strongly attracted to other people all my life and I'd always been especially fascinated with cocks and the men they're attached to. So many different shapes and sizes - so little time! I adore the way cute little soft cocks get big and hard when I sucked on them, and the different personalities they all had. I love the sounds men make when they fuck me and the silly look of surprise on their faces when they come.

I was a girl of the mid '70's, and had my first cock on my wedding night at the age of 23. I was pretty wild and adventurous in my thoughts before I got married, and very keen of watching blue movies and porno magazines showing hard dicks. So, I guess I'd always been a slut. When we got married Aaqil and I really enjoyed each other sexually very much. We often discussed role playing and having sex with other people. Though we practically never went into that but found ourselves very much attracted to the idea.

He suggested me so many times to experience it but we both were never sure of going into it practically. But when he proposed to me, he promised that he would never place any restrictions on me, and never taunt me. He also promised that he would never pressure me into doing anything I didn't want to do and that as long as I was monogamous; he would be, as well.

When I got married to Aaqil I brought into the conventional morality that married people weren't supposed to fuck around, that husbands and wives are supposed to only have sex with each other, and that sex outside of marriage would lead to breakup and divorce.

Nevertheless, I've always needed to have several orgasms every day, and even though Aaqil and I have always had great sex and he always makes sure I cum when he fucks me every day, I usually masturbate at least once a day and fantasize about sucking and fucking other guys whenever I do. But, for the last fourteen years, I've limited myself to fucking only my husband.

That evening everything changed. We both were going well with our relation but also felt that our sex life was leading to a catastrophe. We both wanted to enjoy more than ever but were unable to achieve our goal. Aaqil started to remain busy in his business and his behavior pushed me into the depressions. My two sons were old enough to take good care of them and I had not enough to do at home. The lonely moments always made me gloomier.

On a weekend evening we went to Aaqil's friend Dr. Kashif's house, who was a psychiatrist. His wife Lubna was also a very good friend of mine. We all enjoyed a lot in each other's company and were quite free too. After having dinner, Kids went to play video games in the children's room and we settled down in the livingroom. During that evening every body noticed my quietness and the discussion diverted towards me.

They all asked me if everything was fine with me. But I told them I couldn't even understand the situation. Aaqil told them that he also noticed that I was quiet for the last month. Dr. Kashif took keen interest in the discussion and finally proposed me to have a therapy session with him so that he could help me out of the situation.

Both Lubna and Aaqil supported his proposal and asked me to go ahead. As they were convincing me, the door bell rang and servant informed us that Dr. Ejaz is on the door. Dr. Kashif ordered his servant to bring him in.

He received him very warmly and introduced him to us and said, "Dr. Ejaz is from England and a very good psychiatrist."

He was a very good looking, almost every woman's, tall, broad and handsome kind of a dream man of about mid thirties. He was quite a warm looking person and got mixed up in a few moments.

Suddenly Dr. Kashif again suggested me for the therapy and said, "What a co-incident that Dr. Ejaz is also here and his expertise might be very beneficial for us too."

He then described my situation to him and he happily agreed to help us. Dr. Kashif told Aaqil that it might take an hour or so and during that period they want complete privacy. Aaqil assured him that there is nothing to worry about because Lubna Bhabi and the kids were there to keep him busy. Aaqil even happily asked them to take there time freely.

They both asked me to follow them to the annexe, an isolated portion at the back of his house, where Dr. Kashif had set up a small clinic for his patients. It was quite and a noiseless place. There was a little furniture in the room, a very comfortable couch right in the middle of the room and a couple of executive kind of expensive chairs with a medium sized table near the couch.

Dr. Kashif asked me to lie down on the couch and be relaxed. He then filled a glass with water and placed it on the table near me. Dr. Ejaz took one of the chairs and settled down near me and asked Dr. Kashif to dim the light to the minimum. Now they both got seated either side of me.

Dr. Kashif then said to me, "Bhabi (Sister-in-law), First of all make yourself relaxed and easy and keep it in your mind that this room is sound proof and all our discussion will be kept secret within three of us. You have to tell us truth what ever we ask other wise we won't be able to help you out. And the main thing is to call u by yr name if u won't mind."

I looked at him and simply nodded in concurrence. I was quite nervous in the beginning but their assurance and light talk made me feel quite relaxed. I adjusted my clothes and crossed my one leg over the other. A wave of shiver went through my body and I felt a tingle in my spine as the glanced over my body lying in a lonely room with two strangers. It was the first time I was lying like this in the presence of any other male than my husband.

My heaving breasts were getting so prominent over my body. I quickly looked at the both men who undoubtedly noticed that too. I closed my eyes and gathered my thoughts and energies to remain calm. As they both saw me relaxed they started to communicate in a very polite manner.

Dr. Ejaz started off with a small joke and really put a smile over my tensed lips. Dr. Kashif also joined him and they both began to discuss their own families and then opened my eyes and joined them too in the chit chat.

After a few minutes they both focused on me and asked me to tell them about my childhood. I told them so many things about me and they also asked different question to seek knowledge in addition to and jotted down the points on a pad. I giggled a lot during that and we all three were talking like old friends in a short span of time.

When I was telling them about my college life, Dr. Ejaz interrupted me and said, "Asma jee, Here I want to intimate you that might be some of our questions be provocative and out of track but those will be equally important for us, we hope you won't mind them and co-operate with us open mindedly."

I looked and him and said, "Don't worry about the co-operation."

When I finished telling them about my pre marriage life, they both went through their notes and then started to ask questions from me.

The first thing Dr. Ejaz told me that I had given them every detail except the main part of my adult life.

I looked at him questionably and said, "I think I haven't kept anything hidden from you?"

"Yes, but you forgot to unveil your sexual side." He said in a very low voice.

I got blushed at his stare and said, "What you want to know about it?"

Q. : How do you feel about the act of sex?

A. : In general, I love having sex.

Q. : How important is sex in your life?

A. : I could hardly do without it.

Q. : Were you virgin when you got married?

A. : Yes.

Q. : At what age U got the awareness of sexual power?

A : Around fourteen.

Q. : Did you enjoy sex on your wedding night?

A. : yes, too much.

Q. : How many times you made love that night?

A. : Four times

Q. : How insisted, you or your husband?

A. : He insisted a couple of times initially that night but after that I wanted him badly.

Q. : Did you two also experiment in sex?

A. : Yes, we made love in every possible position.

Q. : What is your favorite position?

A. : Missionary and Doogy.

Q. : What about the foreplay?

A. : Yes I love the foreplay the most and we do a lot.

Q. : Do you both perform oral sex?

A. : Yes.

Q. : Do you suck your husband's cock?

A. : Yes.

Q. : How much you take the dick of your husband?

A. : I take it deep in my throat.

Q. : What he feels by deep throating?

A. : He always cum immediately by the vacuum I create.

Q. : Do you swallow the cum?

A. : No.

Q. : Does your husband suck your pussy?

A. : Yes, he eats my pussy.

Q. : Does he insert his tongue inside yr pussy?

A. : No.

Q. : How many orgasms hit you during that time?

A. : two or three.

Q. : What you feel about your breasts at the time of sucking?

A. : I want them to be sucked at the same time.

Q. : Then what you do at that time?

A. : I play with my tits.

Q. : How many times you get fucked in a week?

A. : After the marriage it was countless.

Q. : What about recent past?

A. : We made love a few times during the last year.

Q. : How do feel about getting undressed while your sexual partner watches you?

A. : It's a turn on for me.

Q. : Do you express your sexual pleasures with moans, groans and sighs?

A. : Yes, each time I have sex.

Q. : Do you talk to your partner in sexually explicit way?

A. : Talking sexy is one of my favorite activities.

During their provocative and erotic questioning I closed my eyes tightly because I could feel that my nipples were getting hard, my breasts were heaving and I was getting supper wet. My body was responding and conveyed them the clear message that I was getting aroused. I was holding the arm rests of the long chair so tightly.

They again consulted their notes and asked me to open my eyes. I thought so many things about their reactions before opening my eyes but when I saw them their faces were as calm as before.

Suddenly Dr. Ejaz took my clammy hand in his hand and said, "I hope, our questions were not that much hard for u, Asma?"

"Oh, no it's fine with me as it was the part of my therapy." I replied calmly but in a trembling voice.

"That great then, so I think you must be feeling much relaxed now." Dr. Kashif commented with a smile on his lips.

I simply nodded my head with a confident smile.

Suddenly Dr. Ejaz said, "So Asma, I suggest you to now remove your cloths because we want to see how your body responds to your feelings as it's the major part of this therapy."

I looked at him for a while before leaving the chair and went behind the side screen to remove my clothes. I found my panties were almost drenched with my fluids and my breasts were hard like water melons. I was not sure that whether it really was the part of therapy or they were exploiting me. I thought to my self what ever it was, I was enjoying the situation and was ready for it. As I hanged my clothes and under garments I found a knee length high thin striped cotton gown was hanging along. Instead of walking out nude I decided to put the gown on, just to give them a shock.

I walked to the chair again and the asked me to lay on it again. They switched of the wall mounted lights and switched on the spot light over me.

Dr. Kashif asked me about my feelings and asked me to stay relaxed. After that they started the questioning session again.

"Just a few questions more, Asma." Dr. Ejaz said.

Q. : What you do when you don't get enough sex?

A. : Masturbate.

Q. : What is your take on masturbation?

A. : It's OK when the person is single or unfulfilled in her relationship.

Q. : How comfortable are you about your own masturbation?

A. : Yes to much to an extent.

Q. : How many times in a week?

A. : At least twice a day.

Q. : Do you use any article to satisfy yourself?

A. : Yes, a candle.

Q. : Did you ever tried to cheat on your husband?

A. : No.

Q. : Did U ever thought to cheat on your husband?

A. : Yes, I imagine that and masturbate.

Q. : What you fantasize, Forced sex or intentional?

A. : Intentional love making.

Q. : With a male or a female?

A. : both.

Q. : Does the size of the penis matters?

A. : Not really, there must be a strong dick.

Q. : Mature or young?

A. : No matter what, he should be a man.

Q. : When did you have sex last time?

A. : Three months before.

Q. : Have you ever experienced anal sex?

A. : Yes, but a few times only during menses.

Q. : Did you enjoy that? I mean anal sex!

A. : Mmmmmmm. . . .it was very painful first but fine and didn't enjoy much.

"Ok Asma, now we are opening your gown to see the effect of your body." Dr. Ejaz informed me.

I closed my eyes as he untied the belt of my gown and made me nude. A cold wave of air hit my body and every pore of my body got erect on the sensation. I dared to open my eyes and saw they were closely observing my melon type 36c breasts standing high like small mountains in the glory with the dark brown hard nipples surrounded by the large patch of areolas.

They both took my breasts in their hands and pressed them and then tweaked my hard and large nipples in their fingers. A wave of shiver went through my body but I liked their touch and wanted them to keep doing that.

They released my breasts and then asked me to open my waxed, silky crossed legs. I slightly opened my legs but they ordered me to open them wide apart. So I dropped my legs on the both side of the chair.

They bent forward and saw my dark brown pussy lips and wanton cunt not only glistening with love fluids but over flowing by their touches to my breasts.

"Asma, you are one of the supper horney ladies we have ever seen at this age." They said.

"Now we want you to give us a little demonstration, how you please your self." They said with a sparkle in their eyes.

I looked at them and started to play with my breasts a bit. I really didn't know what changed that night. I guessed the dam holding back all my sexual repression just burst. The fact is, everything did change, and it was amazingly easy and natural to let myself start being a slut. I didn't even really know I was doing it. It just was right.

The feeling of being watched by two third persons aroused me to the extent. The magnitude of my lust was increasing as well as their. I just caressed my areolas and grabbed my breast and touched my nipples with my long enameled nails. As I touched them, teased them through it felt good, awaked the nerves that had been resting in my pelvic region. My body told me it was hungry for more than just nipple caressing.

My fingertips gently ran down my stomach; it tickled but excited me. My fingers found their way between my legs, where the peach fuzz began, totally shaven and so smooth like silk. My mind wanted to send my fingers to find my clit, but my hand was stronger and brought my fingers to my knee and backed up the inside of my thigh continuing across my clit - made my gasp with the pleasure - I then continued down the other thigh and then backed up. This time I paused at my clit brushing gently. I spread my long nail enameled fingers; started at the top, I followed my swollen cunt lips down to my asshole. I can feel the juices starting to ooze my pussy, and wanted to plunge my fingers deep inside but I forced myself to wait.

I explored my pussy with my legs spread apart. I brought a tit to my mouth to suck on. I looked at the two horny men invitingly, whose eyes were popping out and lips were getting dry. My nipple was smooth and really was hard, and was responding to the sucking. My right hand fingers closed lying upon the lips of my closed love hole; pressing down and making circles; the part that feels the best was when the pressure of my fingers reaches the end of my slit. My pussy was waiting to be finger-fucked hard and fast.

I just couldn't wait any longer. I had to get my fingers wet and felt the warmth. My fingers were cold when I inserted them so that was a bonus pleasure. I entered my pointer and middle finger - hurting a first until I got inside. Wetness and warmth, smooth yet bumpy was how it felt; pleasure as I pushed and pulled my fingers in and out of my vagina I moved slowly at first giving myself time to adjust and enjoyed that moment. My fingers quickly covered with my own love oil. I removed my fingers and find my clit oh yes, that I enjoyed very much-wet fingers on my clit as I pulled my lips back giving my fingers more room to taunt and teased my swollen clit in the presence of two men. I couldn't take too much of this I put pressure on that special spot. Pressure, and fast circles brought me to my first orgasm. I couldn't hold back as clit playing was my weakness and made me cum quickly.

I was not ready to be done so I swiftly readjusted those two fingers back into my even wetter and hotter pussy. None of that slow love making bit that time I wanted hard, bone slamming finger fucking. That time I tried and added one more finger. It hurt but once my lips wrapped around that extra finger I started to enjoy it. I moved my fingers in and out of my pussy rapidly. I stuffed a tit into my mouth, and found my clit again with the other hand. It was so sensitive from the previous playing. My moans became louder and my back was arched so that I could move my hips meeting the thrusts of my wet fingers.

My pussy was so wet that I could hear the juices as I entered and exit. I could feel the pressure building. I dropped the tit that was in my mouth, threw my head back, pushed my hips as far forward as they can go, put extra pressure on my clit, oh yes I was ready, my womanly muscles constricting around my fingers and then relaxing, I could feel the juices coming my quiet moans turn into continuous loud outbursts. Yesssssss, I screamed as I was about to reach my plateau.

Suddenly a hand grabbed my hand and pushed it away forcefully. I was in turmoil; I wanted to get released desperately, opened my eyes and saw Dr. Kashif was holding my hand.

I looked into his eyes pleadingly but instead of releasing my hand he said, "My pretty Lady hold yourself for us and now Let's take care of your needs."

"Let's bring out the reformatted Lady Slut out of you." Dr. Ejaz said.

I looked at both of them with the lustful eyes of mine and offered them my love fluid covered fingers. Dr. Kashif took my slick finger to his mouth and licked the juices from my sexy fingers. He settled himself between my wide open legs and started to lick my wanton cunt. Dr. Ejaz who was watching us amazingly made a move and took hold of my bursting tits and started to suck my nipples in his hot mouth like a hungry dog.

I grabbed his head in my hands and pressed it to my hard tit and clamped Kashif's head with my thighs.

My love juice were overflowing from it's container feeling it running down the outside as my muscles kept squeezing making sure that it is all out; as Dr. Kashif licked my clit hardly and his finger slide out once and for all I just had to lay there for a moment catching my breath and letting the weakness pass. The blood rushed back to my head from my pelvic region and I hope not only had I painted a picture but might be even etched it into the easel of your mind.

I was in heavens; my desires were being fulfilled by the men I ever dreamed of. I tightened up with each lick and each touch. He ran his tongue down my hot slit and tasted my wetness. He spread my dark pussy lips and exposed my pink cunt just enough to slid his tongue in deeper.

He continued to lick my clit. Gently ran his lips and tongue across it as he sucked it into his my mouth. Held it softly with his teeth and flicked his tongue over it, I started to sway my hips. Lift them slightly off the chair offered my hot pussy to him. He ran His fingers over my slit and he sucked my swelled clit. Eased his finger inside my wet hole and twisted it softly. Deeper just a little with each twist of his hand. I lift my pussy to him while pushing his face against my clit.

As I was about to have another orgasm he stopped licking my cunt and invited his partner who was busy in sucking my breasts and said, "Ejaz Our Lady slut's pussy is so sweet and generating fluids like fountain, Come here and taste the bitch's cunt."

I really wanted to have an orgasm and they always left me on the edge. It was hard for me to keep my eyes open with ecstasy. Dr Kashif came to me and dropped his trousers. His bulge was very much evident through his boxer shorts.

Oh my God, I couldn't believe my eyes when he dropped his shorts and his almost eight inches long and very thick cock waved in front of my face. He made my mouth wide open. I looked at it so closely, it was not straight but making an arch slightly upwards. The other astonishing thing for me was its color which was chocolate brown because Dr. Kashif had a quite fair complexion. It could have been three inches in diameter and the cock head was much thicker than the shaft.

I couldn't control myself, extended my hand and grabbed his hot shaft in my sexy hand. He stepped forward and offered his dick to me.

"Here's what you wanted. Come on and suck my cock, bitch."

Oh, My God! His cock! His balls! His lovely, hard penis!!

"Oh, God, it's beautiful!"

I was transfixed - the first real live hard cock, other than my husband, that I wished for so long! I couldn't take my eyes off it. God, it was unbelievably gorgeous! I ached for it. I had to have it. Panting, drooling, shaking, moaning and trembling with lust, I brought him closer to me and worshipped that lovely new penis. I completely lost myself in a rush of lust as I closely examined every incredible inch of it. I inhaled his wonderful manly smell. I rubbed its silky length and hardness all over my face as I gave myself completely to this beautiful cock.

"Suck it, whore. Show me how much you love cock."

Greedily, hungrily, I voraciously licked and sucked this beautiful new cock, reveling in all the wonderful differences and similarities to my husband.

"Take it all, you nasty slut. Take it down your throat."

As it was a much thicker than my husband, I had to open my mouth wide to get as much of his beautiful hardness as I could in my mouth. I tasted his pre-cum, sucking and nibbling on the enormous helmet head, tonguing the sweet little hole at the tip. My tongue ran around the sharply defined lip of his cock head. I licked up and down the hard shaft, feeling the bulging veins with my lips and tongue, trying to memorize every erotic detail of my new toy. When I reached the base of his hard shaft, I slid my tongue slowly around his balls sack, tasting the musky manliness between his legs. I sucked each one into my mouth, feeling their weight.

I was getting hungry for his cock and started to suck his dick. I took it in my mouth inch by inch, making it wet with my salvia and accommodating it in my mouth. As I took most of his length in my mouth to my throat I started to get choke. I got gagged and immediately pulled it out. A lot of stings were formed of my salvia mixed with his precum. I took his massive dick again in my mouth and tried to get it as much as I could. The tears started to ooze out of my eyes, spread my eye liner and the salvia from my lips. All the nerves of my throat got swollen but I kept taking it deeper and deeper in my throat.

He immediately pulled his dick out and placed his lips on mine. I threw my arms around his neck and dived into the deep kissing.

Dr. Ejaz was busy licking my twat and tonguing my love hole. Suddenly they both gave me a earth shaking orgasm, I stretched my body, trembled violently and got relaxed.

Dr. Kashif broke the kiss and asked me to take care of Dr. Ejaz's dick now and went between my legs.

"My god! You're too big. You'll tear me apart!" I screamed.

"I won't hurt you, I'll fit, I promise." He told me as he moved his body in such a way that the tip of his hard cock was nudging the entrance of my wet pussy.

He placed my legs on his shoulders and rubbed his rock hard dick on my drenched cunt. I brought my hand to my pussy and opened the lips of my cunt with my sexy long nailed fingers for his assistance. It took very little effort on his part to slide into my wet channel. I was so slick I welcomed him effortlessly. He started out slow, driving in inch by inch until he had his entire 8 inches inside me and I was moaning and bucking beneath him.

Dr. Kashif used his firm hands on my soft hips to guide his enormous dick, drove more of his thick shaft into my cunt with each stroke. It took almost five minutes before I took all of his cock into my pussy and just lay there, relishing the full feeling.

I felt so full and contented that I lay there for almost a full minute before I began to move my hips, fucking my lover with increasing intensity. He pushed his huge dick deep inside my cunt just in a few of thrusts. Oh my God it was huge, really started to tear off my small cunt.

He placed his hands on either side of my body, on the arm rests of the chair, bent down and putting his weight to stretch my thighs, so he could whisper something in her ear, "I'm going to fuck you until you cum screaming and beg me to stop." He told me as he slammed all 8 inches into me and started fucking me with a ferocity I had never known. At first I begged him to stop that it hurt, but then I was begging him for more, harder and deeper, I couldn't get enough, it would never be enough.

As he shoved his dick deeper to the hilt I shouted, "FUUUUUCK!! Yes! Fuck me NOW! Take me, use me! Fuckme fuckme fuckme fuckme!!! Fuck my slut-cunt!! I need your cock in my whore-pussy NOW!! Give me your cock! Fill me with your cum! What are you waiting for? FUCK ME!!!"

"Fuck me, you fucker!" I went absolutely crazy.

Two minutes later I came hard. My juices flooded out of my pussy and down over Andre's shaft. "Guhhh, oh fuck, fuck, fuck!" I groaned as I came, my pussy clenching Kashif's cock with each spasm.

The feeling was more than Dr. Kashif could take and he groaned as he felt his balls tighten and then explode. He pumped his cum deep into my sweet cunt, filling me as I had never been filled before. I could feel each spurt as he sent his sperm up and into my womb. It seemed that Dr. Kashif would cum forever, sending wave after wave of his seed into mt. His cum began to liberally flow out of my pussy and down over his softening cock and balls. Finally it was over. Dr. Ejaz also exploded in my mouth at the same moment. His salty cum sprayed all over my face.

Dr Kashif dropped his body over mine. He panted furiously and after gaining his breath he said, "That was the most erotic thing I have ever seen. God you are beautiful." He kissed me gently on the lips and was surprised when I pushed my cum filled tongue into his mouth.

"I hope U must be feeling satisfied?" Dr. Kashif whispered.

"Yes but not fully. . ." I looked at him with a wanton smile.

"Dr. Ejaz Now it's your turn to make me full." I said invitingly.

"Fuck me. Fuck me right now Doctor. I want your cum in my pussy too." I was surprised at my own words but I knew I meant it. I didn't know what I was doing tonight or what had come over me, but I hoped it never ended. I felt so sexy, so beautiful, so slutty.

Dr. Ejaz didn't wait for me to change my mind. As soon as Dr. Kashif left me, he helped me stand up from the chair and bent me down on the chair. I was on all my four and he positioned himself behind me. I turned my head and saw him glancing over at Dr. Kashif who was sitting near us, smiling and watching us. He looked down at my swollen, sloppy pussy. I was red and stretched wide, but his cock, while not as long as Dr. Kashif's, was very thick. He lowered his cock to my abused pussy and pushed the head in slowly.

I was surprised that Dr. Ejaz was even bigger around than Dr. Kashif. He held my butt in his hands firmly and shoved his thick dick from behind.

"Maybe Aaqil did have a small cock after all." I thought as I felt my pussy being stretched again.

Dr. Ejaz did not have a hard time sliding into my well lubricated cunt and was quickly pumping away at me as hard as he could. Even though my cunt was sloppy with Dr. Ejaz's cum it still felt tight, but slick, around his cock and it only took a little over five minutes before he shot his load into my pussy.

I loved to be fucked in doogy style. He really was clasping me hard and noisily. I felt him go off and felt his cum flood into me. I looked over and saw that Dr. Kashif, who was now smoking, was smiling at me, watching us fuck. The thought of I fucking his friend while Dr. Kashif watched sent me over the edge again and I grunted loudly as I came. All too soon it was over.

When Dr. Ejaz withdrew his cock and helped my lay again on the stickey chair and looked at the clock.

"Damn it's been two hours now!" He said, "Your husband is waiting inside the house!"

I lazily sat up on the chair and looked from Dr. Kashif to Dr. Ejaz. "Will I see you again, Kashif?" I asked softly.

"Oh yes, I'm sure I can convince your husband that you need constant therapy and then we'll see each other often." Dr. Kashif smiled and looked pointedly at Dr. Ejaz. He grabbed one of my still erect nipples, pulled me to the side of the chair and said, "But right now I have got to get you home."

I climbed off the chair and sashayed into the bathroom to wash my face and fix my rumpled hair and then I walked back into the therapy room, still nude except. I pulled my dress on, making sure that both men saw my red distended pussy with their combined cum still dripping down my legs.

I felt too much alive and relaxed after my first session and the thoughts of having sex with them again made my eyes sparkled.

Both men laughed and I kissed Dr. Kashif passionately before leaving.

On the way to home Dr. Kashif asked, "Asma, I have noticed that your pussy muscles are so strong that you gripped and milked my dick too strongly, how did you do that?"

I looked at him and said, "I have been exercising since long that during the urination, I contract and release my muscles to make them strong."

"Oh great. . . That's why I couldn't hold any longer." He said astonishingly.

As we entered the house, both my husband and Lubna bhabi looked at me and asked me how was I feeling after the therapy?.

"Oh. . . It was great; I am feeling very much better now." I said smilingly.

"That's wounderful." Aaqil chirped.

He then asked from Dr. Kashif about the procedure and being told that I needed the constant therapy and would be fine.

Kashif agreed happily and we left for home with the new hopes for tomorrow.

End of Part One