When Ghazal woke up in the morning, she was sleeping in her house, in her room. Her husband was sleeping with her. Ghazal was not a queen and her husband was not a king. She was just an ordinary housewife. But she was beautiful like a dream. Neither was his kingdom invaded by his cousin, nor was she raped. Ghazal’s pussy was not torn, nor was Dawood’s cum dripping from her pussy. She had to spend her whole day doing household chores and taking care of the children. But as soon as Ghazal slept in her bed at night, the nightmares started again. In the dream, she was the queen of a kingdom and her cousin Dawood had usurped her kingdom.
After a day since Ghazal, Queen of the Bahria, was raped in front of her husband, the king. A barbarian force had stormed their castle, and their leader, Dawood, had fucked her that she had been missing all her life. Ghazal had cum harder than she ever had before. She loved every second of the animalistic sex. Ghazal loved the pain of stretching pussy on his huge cock, and she loved the residual Dawood’s handprints left on her ass.
Ghazal still couldn’t sit down without feeling them sting, and every time these stings reminded her the way a powerful man had completely dominated her. Doing what he wanted of her in front of her husband and his men. Ghazal remembered Dawood’s parting words, that he would come back, and she shivered.
Ghazal stood in the dressing room, pausing while a lady servant unclasps her long dress. It fell to the ground, revealing her naked body. Queen Ghazal’s maid was a gentle old woman. She picked out a thin robe for Ghazal to wear. She draped it around her meaty naked shoulders. At that time, only one thing was going on in Ghazal’s mind, Dawood’s enormous cock, which had torn her pussy.
What was the Ghazal’s dress, a fine silk net. From which every curve and white body was clearly visible. Ghazal came out of her room with light make-up and glass bangles on her hands. After some walk, Ghazal was stand outside her royal sleeping chamber. There were many barbarians standing in her way. As she approached, their gazes flickered over her barely-concealed body. They were sure to be able to see that Ghazal was fully shaven pussy and see the big slopes between her large breasts. Ghazal walked between them into the bedchamber, to see room was empty.
Ghazal walked over to the bed, and let her dress slip from her shoulders, falling to the floor. She slid into bed and enjoying the feeling of the silk sheets on her skin.
Ghazal was alone in the bedroom. Perhaps her husband, King Wahid, will be in prison and Dawood will be busy with the affairs of the kingdom. No man was going to enter this sleeping chamber now. Neither her husband with a soft cock nor her cousin with a hard and big cock like a hammer. Ghazal knew that no barbarian warrior dared to come here, or else he would have to face the wrath and anger of his King Dawood.
Ghazal laid down on the pillow, pulling the thick blanket over her. Ghazal was feeling horny and her hand went around her body, grabbing one of her own nipples. She gently twisted it. Ghazal rolled her enormous breasts with both her hands. Ghazal knew that these were wonderful.
Ghazal moved one of her hands downwards and began to stroke her inner thigh. She was rubbing her milky white thighs. She did not dare to touch her pussy. Because her pussy was still very injured. It was still open like a pit. Still not able to return to its previous narrowness. Ghazal’s pussy was constantly getting wet thinking about Dawood and his yesterday performance. Her pussy was getting wet for the first time for a stranger instead of her husband. Ghazal wanted to masturbate for Dawood, but she was afraid to touch her injured pussy.
After some time, Ghazal took out a bottle of ointment from the side table. This ointment was of lotion texture. Ghazal slathered the lotion on her fingers and slowly applied it to the open sores of her pussy. At first, the lotion caused pain to Ghazal’s anus wounds, but after a while it began to soothe. The skin of Ghazal’s torn anus was hanging. It was a magical ointment as Ghazal applied it, the sores on the pussy healed.
Ghazal’s pussy was also injured from inside. The thrust of Dawood’s thick cock destroyed it from the inside. She applied the lotion to her finger and began to move it inside. Then Ghazal realized that her pussy was wide open. Instead of one finger, her whole hand could enter it. Dawood had opened Ghazal’s pussy according to his thick and long cock.
Suddenly the door opened, Ghazal was shocked. A man was coming in through the door. Ghazal hid her naked body inside the blanket out of fear and shame. In another shock for her, the person who entered the room was not her husband but her cousin Dawood. He was walking towards the bed completely naked. Ghazal’s gaze landed on Dawood’s cock, which dangled between his muscular thighs.
Seeing Dawood coming with his giant cock, Ghazal started getting wet once again. She was surrounded by a strange feeling, she remembered what the barbarian had done to her yesterday. As Dawood was approaching the bed, Ghazal’s heart was beating fast, a lustful desire was welling up inside her. When he came near the bed, his cock was also getting erect. Ghazal knew what was going to happen now.
Dawood was on the bed now, crawling forwards on his hands and knees. He looked forwards, towards Ghazal, maintaining eye contact with her. Her sexy brown eyes were staring straight into his eyes as he licked his lips slowly. Finally, he reached her. Dawood was kissing and licking Ghazal’s legs and thighs, moving towards the anus. Ghazal was losing control when he started licking the soft inner part of Ghazal’s thighs.
As Dawood opened Ghazal’s thighs he could hold on after smelling the aroma of her womanhood and planted a kiss over her pussy. Ghazal moaned ooohhh and cried “What are you doing?”
The first touch of the tongue in Ghazal life on her pussy brought a deep cry from throat aaaahhhhh!
He started moving the tongue slowly on her pussy up to down letting her cry with more great pleasure. Dawood lifted Ghazal’s thighs with his both hand and placed the hands on her butts giving the support. He moved tongue to lick the wetness over her pussy. Dawood moved tongue in a circular fashion on pussy lips, which brought more pleasures to Ghazal. He continued raising her to climax.
Ghazal was breathing heavily. She said “You really brought pleasure to me today. My husband never eats my pussy. Actually I was not aware of the pleasure of pussy sucking.”
Dawood was still moving his tongue over Ghazal’s pussy lips. He was simultaneously kneading her fat hips. He pushed his tongue in her pussy from which she started moaning loudly. He made to and fro motion first slowly and then fast giving her pleasure to ecstasy. Ghazal’s cunt was again flowing giving Dawood indication of her orgasm. As he was licking her pussy was getting wetter and wetter. She was totally exhausted because of tongue fucking. Dawood kissed Ghazal’s juicy pussy last time.
Ghazal knew that she should have fought against Dawood, instead of wantonly pleasuring him. Ghazal knew that she should have been ashamed, but instead she was turning into a shameless slut, desperate to feel Dawood inside of her.
After taking the last kiss of Ghazal’s pussy, Dawood lay down on the bed and asked Ghazal to get up. She understood what to do. She was no longer patient. She sat up, rising on her knees on the bed. Ghazal moved forwards, until she was above Dawood’s dick. Ghazal reached down and grabbed Dawood’s cock to bring it to the target of her pussy. She couldn’t quite wrap her hand around Dawood’s cock, it was so big.
Dawood had the same smug look on his face. It was taunting Ghazal, telling her that he knew she was his. Ghazal slowly lowered herself down until she could feel the tip of his cock against her. Ghazal moaned again, louder. Her eyes were closed, and she was completely focused on the sensation of the tip of Dawood’s dick as it started to stretch her pussy open.
This time hurt so much less. It no longer felt like Ghazal was going to be ripped in half by Dawood’s monster cock, though her pussy still felt completely and totally filled. And Dawood’s cock was still growing. Ghazal could feel it getting thicker, harder, as she pressed herself down onto him. Her eyes were still closed. Ghazal realized that she had unconsciously moved her hands to her large breasts, and that she was kneading and massaging her own globes of flesh.
Ghazal pinched her nipples, sending a shock of agony and pleasure through he. She kept lowering herself slowly, impaling her royal pussy on his cock, feeling his cock fill her pussy up and go deeper and deeper inside of her pussy. Ghazal continued going lower, until she felt herself come to rest on Dawood’s thighs. She sighed deeply with pleasure, feeling his rock hard cock stretching her pussy wide open.
Finally, Ghazal opened my eyes, just in time to see Dawood move his hands, grabbing her firmly around waist. Ghazal tried to push Dawood’s hands off of her, to remain in control, but it was like pushing a solid wall. Dawood pulled Ghazal upwards. His thick cock slowly slid out of her pussy, pulling her taut pussy lips downwards like a glove sliding off. Just as she was about to slide off him, he pulled her abruptly back down, slamming his thick cock back in her pussy to the hilt. Ghazal screamed, though she can’t say whether it was from the raw pleasure or the exquisite pain.
As soon as Dawood bottomed out inside of Ghazal, he pulled her upwards again. Ghazal was still playing with nipples, tugging at them and twisting. Dawood continued to jerk Ghazal up and down on his cock, using her like a toy. Ghazal could feel an orgasm building up inside of her, radiating like a glowing warmth through her body. Ghazal’s pussy felt like it was on fire.
Suddenly, Dawood stopped, holding Ghazal so that just the tip of his enormous cock was inside of her. He quickly shifted one hand, then the other, so that both were on Ghazal’s ass instead of her waist. With his arms, he pushed her legs upwards, into the air, so that Ghazal’s entire weight was in Dawood’s hands. He was somehow still holding her up, just above his cock.
Then, Dawood thrust upwards, driving his cock hard into Ghazal’s pussy. It pushed her up, almost out of his hands, but Dawood had a firm grip on Ghazal’s butt. The way he was holding her managed to pull her pussy wide open, enabling him to go just a little deeper than before. Ghazal let out another loud moan.
Dawood immediately reversed his thrust, then pounded Ghazal again. He kept going, pistoning in and out of her with wild abandon. Dawood roared primally as he pounded into Ghazal. Ghazal was spiraling closer and closer to a massive orgasm.
The idea was heating up Ghazal that the man she thought was her brother was using her like a cheap whore. She could feel her pussy spasming, squeezing tightly on Dawood’s huge cock. Ghazal began to fall forwards, unable to control her muscles even enough to stay upright. She fell forwards, landing on his muscular chest. She layed there, muscles jittering, while Dawood continued jackhammering into her. Ghazal felt incredible, unable to feel anything but overpowering pleasure. Every inch of her skin was ultrasensitive, and she could feel the air on her skin. Ghazal could feel Dawood’s calloused hands as they gripped her ass cheeks. But most of all, she could feel his powerful cock as it speared her again and again.
Ghazal continued to cum, bucking and jerking on Dawood’s chest. She realize that she is screaming, and that she have been the entire time. Ghazal close her mouth, embarrassed. Half the castle must have been able to hear her. Outside the sleeping chamber, all the barbarian warriors and Queen Ghazal’s maid will know what is going on inside. Ghazal’s orgasm was finally calming down, leaving her feeling waves of satisfaction. Still Dawood’s cock was pounding in and out of her pussy, his cock as hard as stone.
Ghazal lifted her head against Dawood’s toned chest and she kissed him on the mouth, forcing her tongue between his lips. Dawood seemed surprised, but kissed Ghazal back, their tongues intertwining as he kept fucking her. It felt like their tongue were dancing with each other.
Finally, Ghazal broke the kiss, and lifted her head. She looked down into Dawood’s deep brown eyes and his arrogant grin, and realized that she was about to cum again.
This time Ghazal faced superb organism, though if anything it was stronger than the first. Pure pleasure washed through her, making her moan again, loudly. It was too much, too many sensations, too many pains.
Ghazal pushed herself off of Dawood, unable to take this monster cock any more. Released from his pounding cock, she collapsed onto the bed on her stomach, her legs quivering, still moaning. Ghazal felt Dawood’s shift.
Then, stinging pain erupted from the skin on Ghazal’s ass. She cried out, looking back, and saw that Dawood had spanked on her ass. The sharp pain fought with her orgasm, pain and pleasure becoming a heady mixture inside of her.
Dawood spanked Ghazal again, on the other ass cheek. “You are mine, Ghazal baji, and I will fuck you how I like.”
Dawood smacked Ghazal’s tender ass again. Ghazal watched this time, watched as her bubble butt jiggled under his firm touch. Seeing his olive skinned hand against her pale and soft ass was turning Ghazal on.
Dawood spanked Ghazal again, harder. Her orgasm was beginning to die down, and the feeling of pain from the spanks more intense. The barbarian spanked Ghazal, buttocks over and over, each sending even more stinging pain into her brain.
“Next time you will remember who owns you. I will use you as I please.” Dawood said.
Finally, the flurry of spanks ceased. It was still agonizing, even after Dawood had stopped. Ghazal knew that she wouldn’t be able to sit down for a week.
Dawood grabbed a pillow from the head of the bed, and slid it under Ghazal’s crotch. Ghazal was still laying on her stomach, and now her ass was pointed upwards. Dawood kneeled behind Ghazal, and aligned his cannon of a cock up with her waiting pussy. Ghazal’s pussy muscles were flexing and slackening relentlessly in anticipation. He held it there for only a moment, before slamming his cock into her pussy. Ghazal cried out again, still feeling far overstimulated for such rough fucking. It was too intense, Ghazal chafed skin almost overpowering the pleasure shooting through her.
Dawood didn’t seem to care about Ghazal’s cries. He kept fucking her wildly, even though Ghazal was clenching her teeth in pain, trying to focus on the pleasure. Despite the pain, she could feel herself already coming close to her third orgasm. He moved one of the hands holding up to underneath Ghazal, and reached down to touch her clit. Dawood was holding himself in the air with one arm, still pumping his huge cock in and out of Ghazal’s pussy. He started rubbing small circles on her clit, sending electric shocks through her.
Within seconds, Ghazal came again. This time was far more intense than the last. She lost all control of her body within moments, laying on the bed spasming. The pleasure shooting from Ghazal’s pussy seemed to envelop her, cradling her within a cloud of bliss. Her eyes were clenched shut, and her mouth was stuck open in a silent scream. It felt like it would never end, this blissful moment. Ghazal could feel her pussy throbbing with pleasure as Dawood slid in and out of her. It was exquisite.
Ghazal was broken from her reverie when Dawood pulled completely out of her. He grabbed her by the hips and flipped her over. Dawood was kneeling in front of Ghazal, furiously stroking the length of his cock. It was enormous. Ghazal wanted it, more than she’s ever wanted anything.
Somehow, while still coming, Ghazal managed to sit up, kneeling below Dawood. Ghazal grabbed her heavy boobs, and wrapped them around Dawood’s rock hard cock. As she started moving them up and down, jacking him off with her tits, Ghazal began to lick the head of Dawood’s cock, running small circles around the very tip. The entire time, she was shivering with pleasure, her muscles quivering and spasming.
Within seconds of Ghazal licking at Dawood’s cock, he began to cum. The first rope of his cum shot out just as she was kissing the tip, splatting across her lips. Ghazal jerked back in surprise. The next shot landed on her neck. Dawood continued to cum, shooting bursts of semen all over Ghazal’s boobs as she kneeled in front of him.
Ghazal’s own orgasm was rapidly subsiding, leaving her feeling sore and exhausted, but satisfied. As Dawood’s raging orgasm finally calmed, Ghazal sat back with her legs crossed in front of her. Still looking up at the exotic barbarian warrior, Ghazal sucked one of her cum-covered nipples into her mouth, swirling her tongue around it. Then, she cleaned off the other, in the same manner. Dawood’s gaze was transfixed on Ghazal as she ran two fingers through a puddle of jizz on her chest, and licked it sensuously off her fingers. His cum was delicious, like nectar with a sweet, heady aroma. Ghazal began methodically licking his cum off of her, swallowing it all, while staring deeply into Dawood’s ringed brown eyes. He had an intense expression on as he watched Ghazal.
When Ghazal had eaten the last of Dawood’s cum, she slowly licked her lips, getting every last bit. Then, Ghazal reached forwards, and pulled Dawood’s softening dick into her mouth. She licked around the tip, before milking his long cock for the last few drops. When she had finally gotten it all, she sat back.
Dawood was looking at Ghazal with a loving expression on his face as he rose from the bed. He walked, nude, over to the door. Dawood paused in front of it, and looked back at where Ghazal lay bare on the bed. “Ghazal Baji, from today you are only my queen. I will take you with me.”
With that Dawood opened the door, still nude, and left the room.
Ghazal lay alone on that master bed again, with her swollen and cracked pussy. She fell asleep after a while. But when her eyes opened, she had come from the world of dreams to reality. Ghazal was lying on the bed in her house and her husband Waheed was sleeping with her instead of Dawood.