BEYOND THE BORDERS 2 arjun and aliya

 I felt uneasy and cast a sidelong glance towards Aliya. She was stiffly seated on the seat, her gaze fixed on the horizon. I started to have doubts about the whole thing. I swallowed my saliva and cleared my throat. "Aliya, let us be honest with each other: I am both terrified and delighted about this. I've given it some thought, and I think you're attractive. Very appealing."

"I'm in the same boat. I'm afraid about what might happen next."

"It should be fine because we all voted for it."

"Do you believe it'll work out?"

"I'm not sure, but I believe yes. Right now, I'm focused on the immediate future, about tonight, tomorrow night, and making dreams come true."

"Did you have any fantasies?"

"Plenty." I smiled. "Did you do it?"

She blushed and averted her gaze. "Yes."

"Uh-oh. What were your fantasies back then?"

"I'm not going to tell you anything. However, I might show it to you." She was giggling as well.

"Should we go to the resort where we went the first time, it's only an hour away?"

"Won't the folks there remember us from before, when we arrived with different individuals?"

"Hardly. Who cares, we're not going to be around anyway."

We arrived at the location at 9:15 p.m., according to the dashboard clock. We reserved a seaside cabin, stowed our belongings in the room, turned on the air conditioner, and headed out to dinner. We were both hungry, so we nibbled at the food and drank a glass of wine to wash it down. We had a group walk to the chalet. I took her hand in mine halfway down the little path, slightly rougher than Sridevi's, more warm, and I saw her breasts heave as she walked by my side.

"Would you like to take a bath first?" "Would you like to take a bath first?" As we walked into the cold room, I asked her a question.

"You get to go first." I nodded as I removed my pouch of toiletries from the bag. I took a brief shower, making sure to thoroughly soap and rinse my genitals. I examined my reflection in the mirror, wiping away the steam with my palm. I looked nice because I had shaven only a few days before and my armpits and groyne were stubble-free, which I preferred.

I exited the restroom with a towel wrapped around my shoulders. She was flipping through the channels while waiting for her turn. I changed into my boxers and examined the bed, which was springy and cool. I slid underneath the blankets that I had pulled out.

She emerged in a nightgown with her hair loose and flowing a few minutes later. I turned off the lamp near the bedside; now only the light from the bathroom illuminated the room, providing enough light for us to see each other while also providing a sense of comfort.

I said, "Aliya."

She said, "Yes."

"Say my name, Aliya."

"Yes, Arjun," --. She always spoke it with a strong vowel stress.

"Please come here."

"You say my name as well; it has a nice ring to it."

"Aliya, Aliya, Come on in, girl."

"Arjun is on his way." She slid in next to the bed. I placed my hand under the blanket and reached for hers, our fingers intertwining. I twisted a little and gently caressed her tummy with my other hand.

"Kiss me, Aliya."

"No, Arjun, you kiss me," she murmured with a sigh.

I pressed my lips against hers, and they opened in welcome, warm lips that were different from Sridevi's, warmer and more moist. Our kisses transitioned from pecks to passionate kisses. I paused, again repeating her name. "Arjun, Arjun, ummmmmmmmm," In response, she said.

"Is this what you had hoped for?"

"Yes, and a lot more, a lot more," --.

I kneaded her breasts, which were too enormous for my hands to hold all of them. "This?"

"Yes, and more..." --. As her gown rose up, my cock scraped the thighs, causing the skin that came into contact with it to become sticky with cumin.

"Then go ahead and do it, Aliya. Please don't touch my cock. Take a bite and put it in your mouth."

"I assure you, Arjun, that I will. I'd like to. But right now, just rape me and take off my dress."

I got down on my knees and began to pull up her gown, both of my hands caressing her body as the robe bunched up. The mounds were amazing, huge as a melon, hard and ripe, and my thumbs grazed the hard nipples. I tried to make her moan a little. I tossed her clothing on the floor after removing it from her head. Before they reached her wet and hot pussy, I began to caress her body, freely traversing the contours, feeling the bulge and the flats, feeling the scant, thin growth of hair. She was in the mood for a fuck.

"Are you certain you want it right now?" Do you want me to lick you there if you don't want me to?"

"Of course I do, I adore it." But not right now, Arjun, just put the cock in me and fuck me hard, we'll take care of the rest later."

I pushed in, spreading her legs apart and pointing my cock at her entrance. The cock was surrounded by walls that opened and then closed tightly around him, forming a velvet fist. "Aliya, you're a tightwad."

"Arjun, you're a big guy as well." I started fucking her, gradually increasing the tempo, slowing down when I sensed she was getting close and speeding up as her breath became slower. "Arjun, what are you up to, I was about to cum." She moaned angrily and smacked me across the chest, grabbing my chest hair.

"What's the rush?" --. I inquired in a jumbled manner.

"I'm not sure, I feel like I want it now and then take my time for a long time fuck."

So be it, I reasoned, and began pumping my lovely neighbour for orgasm. Both of them were panting, and she said, "Kiss me." As soon as my lips met hers, she appeared. Her moans were muffled by my lips, and her pussy massaged my cock in a throbbing manner, increasing the size of my cock as it began to shoot globs of my sperm into her womb.

We were panting next to each other.

Her lips began to plant wet kisses on my shoulder, her tongue licking my salty skin, spreading their areas of conquest to my chest, and her mouth sucked at my hard small nipples as I lay flat on my back. They began to plummet. My cock had already begun to harden. She slid my sticky cock between her forefinger and thumb before looking at me, her smouldering eyes speeding up my heartbeat. She swallowed the cock and popped it out of her mouth. "Look into my eyes and keep calling my name while I suck you, Arjun."

I locked my gaze on her. "Aliya, my sweet baby Aliya," the charcoal black eyes said, hinting at the pleasures to come. Aliya, my sexy cock sucker!" She moaned while holding my cock in her mouth, sending shivers up my spine.

"Aliya, you're a cock sucker." I said it again, and she moaned once more. "Aliya, Aliya," she said, her cheeks sunken and her eyes gleaming. "Aliya, you're a cock sucker." She sighed and shook her head. "You're my slut," --. She screamed even louder. "Slut, my cock sucker. Aliya, my whore slut."

Her warm hand reached up and began massaging my balls, the contracted sac churning in her grip. "My special slut Aliya, my tight cunt Aliya." I let go because I was getting too close to control it, and she gurgled even louder and sucked even harder, draining my juices. "Ahh.... Yes, drink my juice, my whore..." I reached forward, my cock sinking deeper into her throat, and grabbed each ass cheek, kneading them. Her hands crept up behind me and pushed me back onto the bed, and she let out a softening cock.

"Did you enjoy it?"

"Good? Aliya, you are one of the best. "YUSUF is a lucky knucklehead."

"You are correct." With an exaggerated nod, she said. "But, to tell you the truth, I did it for the first time here in Qatar."

"Don't make light of it. Really? I'd say you've got a lot of experience."

"Do you recall the first time Sridevi offered me wine when we visited your house? We were able to do it because of the wine and whiskey. I pushed his head in that direction and forced him to lick me. I was soon sucking him as well."

"There? What exactly is there? It's referred to as pussy darling, cunt, twat, and choot."

"Of course, I'm aware of that. Choot, Pussy. You've got a lund, a lauda, and a cock."

"You're a fantastic cock sucker."

"I honed my skills on eggplants." She smiled.

"Like a real slut," --. And how well does he lick pussy?"

"I don't know; I don't have anything to compare it to." But when he does it, I feel as if I've died and gone to heaven. Tell me if you guys do it on a regular basis."

"It was something Sridevi and I were doing before we married." She's a natural at it. She also claims that I am good at giving advice. I believe she means it, based on her squeals. Anyway, you'll have something to compare it to now." I returned her smile.

"Tell me what else you guys do," --.

"Pretty much anything that appeals to us. She, on the other hand, dislikes one of my favourite things. When I take her from behind, I like to slap her ass and back because she can't stand pain. That's also why she doesn't let me take her ass very often."

"That's interesting; I actually enjoy the pain that YUSUF causes when he fucks me with his tits. When he bites me, I enjoy it. I've never done it before in my ass, and I'd like to try it on a virgin ass."

"Darling, tomorrow we'll go out and get a few things, like lubricant and a shaving razor."

"Do you have a razor?"

"Of course, I'd like to see my whore's cunt in all its glory."

Her melons were crushing on my chest, and her nipples were still hard. "On one stipulation: you must shave me."

"It gives me great pleasure, darling."

"And don't refer to me as darling." Call me a slut, call me my name. Isn't it true that I'm your slut?"

"Then you're the world's best slut."

"Explain your fantasies to me." You mentioned that you had fantasies about me."

"I did it, and I'm sure I'll do it again now that I've seen how tight and wet my slut Aliya is." I'll tell you a fantasy: I've always wanted to take you somewhere public, standing up, and in a hurry."

She furrowed her brow? "How?"

"Well, you have suck beautiful tits - they're so full and round, and you have such a nice ass, they look best when you're standing." I lean against a wall and lean forward slightly, lifting your one leg and entering you. "Every now and then, in the ass."

"Is it possible?"

"Yes, Sridevi adores the hat pose."

"Did you do it in public?"

"Indeed."

"Will you take me outside like that?"

"I'll do it if I see an opportunity."

"Wow, that's scorching. Arrrrrrjun, you've done it again. Fuck me gently at first, then forcefully. Bite me, tiger, and make me bleed a little. Fuck, you've done a lot of damage to me. I'll give you a parting gift: grab me from behind and slap my back. If it hurts too much, I'll tell you to stop."

Her hand snaked down to my waking cock and stroked it until it was fully erectioned. "Apart from YUSUF's, you're the only cock I've seen." You're so different, so soft yet so tough. The way the skin moves forward and backwards is appealing to me.

My cock found the cunt after I turned her around and spooned her. Slow shallow thrusts followed; I couldn't go too deep in this position, but the sensation was pleasant, and Sridevi claims that it stimulates her G-Spot. Aliya was taking deep breaths and moaning loudly, so it could have done the same to her. I took one of the tits in my hand and started squeezing it.

"Harder."

I tightened my grip even more. "Be a man, be rougher, harder, and pinch my nipples," --.

I'd never been to this part of the world before. I wanted to, but Sridevi was against any kind of discomfort. I first yanked her up by the waist, bringing her to a position where my cock could attack her more effectively with long, hard thrusts. Then, leaning forward, I grabbed both tits and squeezed them firmly, pinching the nipples. Her moans were bloodcurdling, and they radiated electricity throughout the room. We were like lovers, with lightning flashing all around us.

My palm landed flat on her back after rising high in the air. She was startled by the suddenness of the attack at first, but she cried out when the hand came back a second time. Then there was just the sound of slaps as my hand continued to descend on her back and ass, and she continued to squeal, never telling me to stop.

I was afraid her ass and back would bleed at any moment, but my own cock was so rock hard and insensitive that I knew I could keep going for another half hour.

I reentered the hot and slushy pussy by turning her around and separating her legs. My teeth sank into her large breasts, biting the flesh on the sides of her nipples and leaving marks on her tits. She approached with such force that I was almost thrown off her. I pinned her back and assaulted her lips, feeling them swell in my mouth as I did so.

My stiff cock dug deeper into her and released its cum when I finally arrived, her entire body throbbing. Sweat was pouring down my brow, chin, and chest. I kept pumping her even after I'd released everything I could because I wanted to make the most of the hardness.

She pushed me away from her with great reluctance. "That's it, Raaaj. Enough. I am no longer alive. "Wow, that was one helluva fuck tiger."

"It was really," --. Still panting, I replied.

We slept while hugging each other. We awoke late the next day, both exhausted from the previous night's frenetic fucking, particularly the last one, which had sapped our energy. She returned to the gown she had been wearing and woke me up with a cup of coffee. I threw the blanket away and realised I was naked, so I drew it back over my shoulders.

She was amused by my state. "It's fine; I'm not bothered."

I took the cup of coffee and immediately felt hungry. "I'm starving." Let's get ready as quickly as possible and see if we can grab some breakfast."

"All right, then. I've already showered. While I change, you go take a shower."

When I arrived, she was dressed in a pale blue salwar khameez with a light shade of lipstick on her lips. I realised I'd never seen her in another outfit. We got dressed in khakis and T-shirts and went out. The last dregs of food were left in the restaurant's trays, but the guy who made the eggs was still there, and the tea was still there. I placed an order for eggs for both of us, with everything included.

When the omelettes arrived, we both finished our plates and sat back to relax. "What are our plans for today?"

"It's entirely up to you."

"We've been to the beach, but I've never seen you go into the water." Why don't you try it this time, and I'm pretty sure I've never seen you in anything else."

"In college, I used to wear jeans on occasion."

"Jeans? Aliya! I'm envisioning short skirts, spaghetti tops, and a two-piece swimsuit."

"No way!" exclaims the speaker.

"Aliya. It's a crime to keep such a lovely body hidden all the time. There will be no one who recognises you here, and I will not tell."

"Will I look good in them because my a$$ is too big?"

"That's what you're saying." But to be honest, I've never seen such a flawless ass. It's better than Sridevi's, and I believe she's a badass."

"All right, then. We'll try on some clothes, but only if I'm comfortable with them..."

"All done... let's go shopping."

We were directed to the nearest largest mall after a little asking. We walked into the cool building and took a look around. We had several bags in our hands an hour later. I got a matching swimming trunk and she got a matching bikini. We had a mini skirt and matching top that she had vehemently objected to. We had a regular skirt and blouse that she didn't mind wearing. We had underwear that matched for them. Her tits were hard and tight enough to stand on their own, so I insisted on not buying a bra. We bought a pair of thongs and a pair of skimpy panties.

We returned to the chalet, and I forced her to put on her bikini and swim in the sea. When she finally put on the bikini, despite her protests, I led her to the bathroom's full-length mirror and showed her how beautiful she looked. We brought a couple of towels with us and found a nice bench nearby to spread them out on. When I saw a waiter walking by, I ordered a couple of drinks for the two of us.

She drew a lot of attention, and after a while, I got the impression she enjoyed the attention. I enjoyed it as well. When Sridevi and I went to such places, she purposefully wore revealing clothing, and I enjoyed the looks she got from the guys. I loved seeing their lust in their eyes and knowing that while they fantasised about her, I was the only one who could fuck her.

After a while, when it became too hot, we went for a swim in the sea. Her nipples hardened in the cool water and protruded through the flimsy bra. Her wet clothes left nothing to the imagination, and as he walked on the sand, her tight ass swayed a little more, her tits jiggled, and the aureoles could be seen. We kept playing in and out of the water until we were exhausted and returned to the chalet on foot.

We took a shower together. I took my time washing and lathering her. It was indescribable to be able to massage those large and firm breasts and ass. It was well worth the ten minutes I spent on her pussy. We had purchased the lubricant in conjunction with razors, and I had shaving cream in my bag. While shaving her pussy, I spread a towel on the bed and made her lie down. I'd done this with Sridevi a million times and was a pro at it. I turned her around and removed the few strands of hair from her ass. Her legs didn't need to be shaved because they had very little hair. She had a good enough appearance.

She went back to bed after rinsing off the soap, and I ate her. Her pussy was dripping with more juice than I'd ever seen before. Her clitoris stood up and demanded attention like a tiny cock. To her delight, it sucked it up. And as I entered her, I felt the tight and soft warmth of her pussy for the first time. We fell asleep and awoke as the sun was setting.

We showered and dressed, and I insisted she wear the shorter skirt after showing her how amazing her body was in the mirror. We went out to dinner, and I was ecstatic while men stared at her and imagined how she must look naked. A cocktail was served to us. For the first time, she drank something stronger than wine. She warned me that when she's drunk, she can get a little crazy. In any case, I told her I wanted a wild and slutty Aliya.

She came to a halt just outside the chalet when we arrived. "Fuck me right now, Arjun. "Just a quickie."

"Here?"

"Just unzip your pants and get that big hard cock, lift my skirt, and fuck me standing up," says the chicken.

Nobody calls me a chicken because I pushed her against the wall. My dick was hardening in a manner that made me proud as I unzipped my pants and pulled it out. I quickly lifted her skirt up her tight ass and pushed the thong aside, fingering her pussy; she was soaked. Then, without further ado, I placed a hand on her back and drove in, holding my cock. I had a hard and fast fuck with her. Driving erratically in and out, yelling profanities.

"Is this what Aliya, the bitch, wants?" Huh? "Does she want to be fucked in front of other people, or does she want another cock in her mouth?"

"Grrrr...."

"Do you think this is hot enough, Aliya?" Is this cock large enough for you? You'll feel like a horse is tearing you apart when I get it in your tight ass."

"Oh yeah, you scumbag," --.

I rammed harder, my cock poking into her insides after hitting the end of her love tunnel. My one hand was holding her under her knee, bringing her leg up, and my other hand was laced around her shoulder, gripping it tightly for balance and to keep her back against the wall as I fucked in silence. As she reached the final crescendo of orgasm and began to pant, I slammed into her, her body stiffening.

My dick was still out and half hard, dripping a strand of cum when we stumbled into the chalet. She looked unkempt. I grabbed her hair and brought her mouth to my cock, where she proceeded to lick it clean while fumbling with my pant buttons to get it off. Her clothing were also removed. She wandered drunkenly to the bed and collapsed face down on it, wearing only her thong. I dug through the shopping bags until I came to the bottle lubricant.

I knew it would take some time to get after the hard fuck, but I needed time to prepare her ass for the attack.

"Please, Arrrrjun, give me a little more time."

"When did sluts start needing time?" But don't worry, I'll be kind and gentle with you. I promise you'll appreciate it."

I got some gel and applied it to the crack of her ass, massaging the outside area for a long time. She started to unwind and moaned deeply. "Arjun, that feels great."

I kneaded and stroked her ass cheeks until she relaxed, then applied more lube and inserted a finger inside her puckered hole. Her insides were heated as she gasped and strained against my finger.