A Literotica reader asked me to write a series using exploits from his life. This is a work of fiction and I hope he won't be disappointed.
It was another sweltering hot summer day in Karachi. Luckily, I knew a lot about heat. Today, I was enjoying the sultry services of two scorching local babes – Saima and Raziya. The fans overhead gave off a cooling breeze as the three of us moved naked from the bathtub to the soft cushions and silks thrown all over the floor. I was looking forward to one wild evening with these inventive Indian chicks.
We had all been partaking of some chilled, fruity honey wine as we indulged in foreplay. My head was contentedly lapping up Raz's spicy cunt from a big pillow whilst Saima sat riding her face and teasing her breasts. My thumb was slowly fucking her ass with her own juices as my tongue teased her clit and sucked those nether lips. I could feel her sweet ass gripping and releasing my fingers as her hips gyrated and my cock was pulsing with the pre-come, knowing that before the night was over it would have its share of sweet pussies, tight ass and hot mouths.
We heard the commotion in the streets but that didn't faze us or stop our loving, some cloak and dagger shit is always going down in the city streets of Karachi. The anxious rattling at the garden entrance did cause us to pause, however, and I quickly went to investigate, grabbing my weapon. I didn't see anything at first, just a few Suits moving along the streets, a sure sign someone was in big trouble. Then, I heard Saima gasp from behind me as a stick reached towards the latticed awning of the privacy garden, a stick attached to a tiny female form burrowing down behind the potted plants.
"Mr Bond", she said softly, "I'm Anna, from Lahore, don't let them get me."
Shit! This couldn't have happened at a worse time, I was expecting a very important 'package' from Lahore, but not for a few more days. I quickly pulled her inside and locked the door, but I knew the men would be making the rounds of every house in their search. Looking back into the eyes of my lover I scratched my chest. "How the fuck do we hide her, we've got less than 10 minutes before they break in all the doors."
Saima had been my assistant for a long time and was a part of our international aid organization. Firmly grasping Anna, who had shrunk into a shocked ball at our nakedness, she pushed her up against the wall, grasping her by the neck and whispering fiercely: "listen bitch, if you value your life and ours, play along with this game or we're all dead, otherwise I push you right back out the fucking door now and leave you to fend for yourself, you understand me?"
Two big frightened eyes nodded back at her. Anna and I both gasped as Saima grabbed Anna's clothes and started to pull them from her. Anna's hands went up in a defensive gesture and a stunned sound left her throat. Fiercely, Saima gripped her shoulders: "listen cunt, we're in the middle of a fuck fest here and the best way to deflect suspicion is to have you involved. Now, we don't have time to play so you go ahead and scream if you want to, and we're all gonna scream like we're being fucked into oblivion, instead of your pals twigging what's up and really fucking us up.