A Hot Holiday In Pakistan - Part 3
Still Wednesday
[After a wild morning of being fucked by Arif at his shop and sucking off his assistant, Vimal, I was fucked at lunch time by the restaurant owner. This was followed by another deep fucking by a handsome young bird seller at a market. I certainly couldn't say that the day hadn't started well!]
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Then we went into other bird shops and browsed. The variety of small, colourful birds was enormous and they made quite a racket, singing.
Three shops later, Arif introduced me to the owner who he seemed to know well. He was in his late 50s, tall and had one of those sexy black moustaches that I liked. Not as handsome as the last guy, he was still an attractive man with a face full of character.
He spoke English very well and invited us to have tea with him. Instead of going out to the back of the shop, we left through the front door and he took us to his car parked nearby.
We got in and he drove for ten minutes, arriving at a large house surrounded by a high wall with an ornate wrought iron gate which opened automatically and closed again behind us. We got out of the car and went inside. It was a very grand old house with classic comfortable-looking furnishings. There were also a lot of pot plants, Persian carpets and a large bird cage with a big green parrot which seemed to be quietly studying me very carefully.
We sat down on sofas in the lounge room and an elderly male servant appeared. Tea was ordered and we chatted while we waited. Our host's name was Bilal and he told to me that he had been educated in England and had lived there for several years. He asked lots of questions about life in Australia and the tea was brought in by the servant. Bilal served it himself and there were nice spicy biscuits to go with it.
After we finished the tea, he offered to take me on a tour of the house. It was a very interesting two storey house built in 1910. His family had owned it since the early 1950s. He now lived alone there since his much older brother, also unmarried, had died a few years before.
From the lounge room we stepped out into a shaded central courtyard with a small fountain and lots of flowering plants and palms and two large bird cages full of small, pretty birds. It was cool and the sound of the fountain was very restful.
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Back inside, he took us upstairs and showed us a library, another sitting room with a balcony opening onto the central courtyard and a large window on the other side of the room with a view over a lush green park on the other side of a quiet street.
He showed us various bedrooms and bathrooms and then took us into the master bedroom. The bed was huge and there was a large walk-in robe as well. I noticed that he shut the door behind us.
'Try the bed', he said. I sat down on the end of it and it was very comfortable. He sat next to me, hesitated for a moment as if unsure whether to proceed and then lightly ran his fingers up my arm. I smiled at him and he leaned in and kissed me. Arif sat down in a chair by the wall near the end of the bed.
Bilal was a really nice kisser and he quickly had me lying back on the bed and was fumbling with the buttons on my shirt. I helped him and we were both soon naked.
He was a big man, strong but slightly over-weight. His chest was smooth and there was only a moderate amount of hair leading down from his navel and around his cock which by now was very hard. It was about 7 inches long and average thickness.
He lay back on the bed and I sucked his cock and licked his balls which made him moan a little. He asked me get on top in a 69 position and he took my cock in his mouth while I sucked him some more as well. It felt good.
In that top position I was able to get his cock all the way down my throat and keep it down briefly. I could tell from his moaning that he really enjoyed that so I kept on doing it.
I looked up at Arif who smiled at me, obviously enjoying the show. He had his pants around his ankles and was playing with his hard cock while he watched.
Then Bilal lifted me off him and got some lube and a towel out of a bedside drawer. He got me to lie face down and stretched out on the bed. He put some lube on my hole and slid his cock in. He pulled my legs together under him and then fucked me deeply and steadily for about five minutes.
He then turned me over onto my back, lifted my legs and started fucking me quite hard. It felt good and it was exciting being able to see his face and how aroused he was. He didn't kiss me and just held my legs back against my body and fucked harder and harder until with a loud moan he shot his load into me. Cuming just made him fuck even harder and he was quite frenzied for a few moments until he suddenly collapsed, sweating, on top of me. He lay quietly in that position until his cock slipped out of my ass. He then rolled onto his side next to me.
Arif, now completely naked, got up from the chair and got onto the bed. He lifted my legs up and rammed his cock into me and fucked me hard, too. Bilal squeezed my nipples and encouraged Arif to fuck harder. I felt like jerking off but then decided to save it in case this wasn't going to be the last session of the day.
Arif blew his load quite quickly, pulled his cock out of my ass and went into the en- suite bathroom where I could hear him showering. Bilal reached down and put a finger into my ass and moved it around.
'Lots of cum', he said and, pulling his finger out again, showed me the cum dripping off it. I certainly felt full!
When Arif returned, I was offered a shower too by Bilal. He came into the bathroom with me and we showered together in the large shower stall.
I noticed that Bilal was still hard and, after soaping my back and my ass, he shoved his cock in again and fucked me fast and hard while I braced myself against the tiles. He shot another load into me. Arif had quietly come into the bathroom and was watching.
Then we all dressed and went back downstairs. We sat in the lounge again and the servant brought in some iced water in a jug and poured it into glasses for us. He must have been aware of what we had been doing upstairs but showed no sign of it.
We went out to the car again and Bilal drive us back to Arif's shop which didn't seem very far. On the way he asked me if I would like to be fucked by a group of young guys because he would be happy to arrange it. Arif looked questioningly at me.
'Would you like me to do it?' I asked him.
'Oh yes,' he replied. 'I want to see it'.
Well, being gang-banged by a group had always been a strong fantasy so here was my opportunity. I said yes and Bilal said he would try to arrange it for Saturday night and would let us know.
At Arif's shop we got out of the car and Bilal drove off. Arif apologised that he had to have dinner with his family but would come to the hotel at 11pm with an Army friend. He then arranged an auto rickshaw to take me back to my hotel. Traffic was horrific and after a slow journey I got back there just after 5 pm.
To be continued.
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