Sugar cane fields

Anwar Sheikh sat under a shady Neem tree on the banks of an irrigation canal, feeling rather tired and a little bored.He looked around at the fields of sugar cane and occasional clump of date palm trees without interest.His company car was parked at some distance from him under a tree, on a dirt track that ran parallel to the canal. His driver had flipped the hood to let the engine cool down, and was taking a nap in the shade.Anwar at 27 was a sales representative for a large agro?Chemical firm. He was on his annual sales drive in interior Sindh Province (a southern province of Pakistan), meeting the local sales reps and pushing them to sell more.The muddy water of the slow flowing canal shimmered in the bright sunlight. There he sat, leaning against the tree trunk and sipping the mineral water he had brought along with him. Five minutes dipped in the canal had cooled it considerably. Apart from him and his snoring driver (His poor wife!) There didn’t seem to be another person in sight His closed his eyes for a moment and thought about Saima, his girlfriend. Her full breasts bounced in his mind as he remembered their last sexual bout just before he left on this trip. Dear sweet, hot, recently divorced Saima. After 4 months of pursuit, a lot of coaxing and trying, he had finally managed to get her into bed… It had been all that he hoped it would be. As his cock had sunk into her cunt; he had expected that her previous husband had taught her at least to enjoy a man’s cock..; she had done more then enjoy it. She’d fucked his brains out. Why any man would divorce such a sexual tigress, beat him. Initially, she had been rather cool about him. After sometime, perhaps as she felt Anwar was not likely to dump her after a few weeks of hot, hard sex, she became more open to him. A small, but very posh guest house in Islamabad had been the site of their first lust filled meeting.

Now He fucked her every chance he got; At least twice a week, if it was possible.What man could resist those large hazel eyes, pouting lush lips and hot body? He loved her pressed hard against him as he held on to and squeezed her butt and he rammed his way to spilling his juice into her tight hot pussy. It was almost 10 days since he’d fucked and he couldn’t wait to bed Saima again. Opening his eyes he saw a young girl with a man in the distance, walking along the canal bank towards him.The man seemed to be having a difficult time walking. The woman was helping him along. As they got closer, Anwar heard the man singing loudly in Sindhi.Glancing over, he saw that the driver was now standing up and looking at the couple too.Ali, the driver, walked over to his boss and said “Too much Bung, Sain” (sir) nodding in the couples direction. Bung, Anwar knew was the local moonshine. He had never had it but heard that it was lethal.The drunken man raised his hand at them and shouted his greetings.He pulled away from the woman and staggered towards them. He sat down heavily and putting his hands together in a traditional greeting, started off in Sindhi.Anwar watched the woman approach and sit down behind the man. Anwar decided that the drunk was perhaps 30 or 35, while the woman was maybe 19 or 20. The man’s rural Sindhi was hard for Anwar to follow. He looked at the drunk and the woman and struggled to follow what was being said. He was used to a more urban Sindhi, with lots of Urdu (main national language) words thrown in.His driver Ali, a Sindhi himself began to translate what Anwar couldn’t follow.The man’s name was Ghulam Shah; he was a peasant farmer on the estate of a local Wadera (Feudal Landlord). The woman with him was his wife’ Sonni. They were just coming from a local Pir (Spiritual Healer) where they had gone for help.

Ghulam pointed at Sonni and abused her for not producing a child after many years of marriage. He then told them that the Pir had given a tarweez (a talisman) that he assured Ghulam would cause Sonni to conceive within a month. Sonni didn’t move a muscle. She looked at Anwar and Ali with large brown apprising eyes.Anwar looked at Sonni with interest. She was an attractive woman. An oval face, high cheek bones and a well shaped nose. He noted her almond shaped eyes staring back at his, from her suntanned face. She smiled and nodded her head at her husband and then looking down at her groin, dropped the corners of her very full mouth raised her hand, and signalled a “nothing there’ hand gesture.Ali looked at Anwar and smiled slyly. The meaning was clear.Ghulam was in full flow now. His words slurring, when he yawned and suddenly, lay down and curling up feel asleep, still mumbling rubbish.There was silence for a few minutes. Sonni tried waking her husband. He snored on, mumbling and cursing in his sleep. In frustration she gave his back a hard slap and hissed “Lafunga” (Loser)Ali burst out laughing and started chatting with Sonni. The speed of his Sindhi was too fast for Anwar to follow; she smiled again at Anwar as she made faces at Ghulam’s sleeping body and cursed him again.Ali turned to Anwar and said “You like her Sain? (Sir)”Anwar smiled and said “Yes” His eyes had assessed her, as she had approached them earlier. Her loose clothing had failed to hide a well shaped body, with high firm breasts and slim waist tapering to well round hips.

It had given him a nice erection.Sonni smiled and leaning over, she whispered something to Ali, her eyes never left Anwar’s face .She smiled and moved closer, she was now sitting crossed legged in front of them. Her bright yellow Kamiz (Long shirt) and red striped shalwar (baggy trousers) were old but clean. On her head she wore a plain white dupatta (long neck scarf) tied like a head scarf. The smell of mustard oil hung around her as Anwar’s gaze fixed on her breasts; as the breeze pressed her Kamiz against them to reveal the erect tips of her nipples and the fact that she wore no bra.She half turned her face to Ali, her eyes fixed on Anwar’s, and began rapidly speaking.“She says that Ghulam hasn’t been sober long enough to fuck her properly, since they married” Ali said. He however, blames her and so does everyone else for not having a baby, but what can she do?” Ali added.Upload: If you choose The story continued with how Ghulam’s brother has also tried to get her pregnant. He had tried, almost daily for two months but nothing happened. Then her father?In?Law had made proposition but she had refused. If they were going to use her like a breeding cow then she’d pick the bull. Besides she believed that their seed was too thin and watery..Her in laws were getting increasingly harsh and cruel with her. Her parents were terrified that Ghulam would divorce and throw her out. A barren woman was an unwanted mouth to feed, and a potential source of moral corruption, in a rural society, no one would offer marriage if she was divorced as barren. That was why she had initially gone along with being fucked by Ghulam’s brother. A child, especially a son would secure her position.Ali went on to tell him that The Pir was an old fraud and he had told Ghulam to leave her with him for a few days. She had refused, knowing that the Pir’s intention was to stick his own prick in her, fuck her himself and make her pregnant. Apparently, the Pir had been after her for years. And had a reputation for fucking married girls; Virgins he left alone.Anwar listened in fascination to her story. He had heard of such things happening but had never come across an actual case. In the cities they had fertility clinics and doctors; in the country side they had Pirs and male in laws to correct the problem.

Ali had taken Sonni’s hand in his and was openly flirting with her. Sonni’s eyes went from his face to Ali’s.Ali suddenly put Sonni’s hand on his groin and held it there. Sonni giggled and gave Ali’s bulge a squeeze. She then pulled her hand away and moved closer to Anwar. She Put her hand on Anwar’s face and said “I want a son like you Sain” Her accent was hard but he understood her…Ali Laughed and said “She would like a child who looks like you Sain (Sir)”Anwar smiled and said “Well, Thank you”.Sonni reached down to his groin and placed her hand on the obvious bulge caused by his manhood.She leaned over and whispered in Ali’s ears. He laughed and whispered back into her ear, cupping a breast as he did so. Sonni seemed to be thinking about something and then suddenly smiled and shrugging said OK.Ali winked at Anwar and said “So how about it, Sain?” Anwar looked at Ali and then at Sonni, as his prick hard and hot in his trousers.“She says that we can fuck her if we want. I told her that two guys mean a better chance of getting pregnant” “You mean both of us Ali?” Anwar asked as Sonni placed his hand on her breast.Ali laughed and said “I told her that I wanted some if you were getting some and she agreed,”Anwar was horny. Thinking about Saima and seeing Sonni had brought his cock up hard and throbbing. Sonni was obviously interested and it was a fool who refused pussy “Ok” He answered “BUT I go first:“Of course Sain!” Ali said “Of course”

The three of them stood up. Sonni took his hand and tugged him to wards the tall stands of sugar cane.The cane made lying down difficult but not impossible. Anwar was already unzipping his pants and telling Ali to keep a look out, when Sonni turned her back to him and bent forwards, pushing her Shalwar down, and tugging her Kamiz up over her buttocks, revealing her ass and slit to him. It was obvious that she expected them to do it like horses. Anwar, moved behind her, his trousers and briefs around his ankles, he took his Lund (cock) in his hand and rubbed its head against the wet slit of her hot choot (Cunt).Sonni had moved her hand behind her; her fingers protectively covered her butt hole. No doubt that she knew her way around and wanted his cock sheathed in the right scabbard.He placed the tip of his cockhead in the moist hot opening of her bald pussy and eased himself in. He moved in to her hot fuck box, until, her ass cheeks were pressed against his stomach. She was so hot and tight. He began to fuck her slowly and steadily as she moaned and moved her hips in rhythm with his thrusting.Her hands moved between her legs and her fingers touched his shaft as it screwed her, her hands then cupped his balls and she began toying with them.The sweat had soaked the back of his shirt; it clung uncomfortably to him as sweat roiled down his face. Looking over her saw that Ali was watching them closely; Ali had taken his shalwar (Loose trousers) off and thrown them over his shoulder. Anwar watched as Ali, His hand under the shirt tail of his Kamiz, stroked his own, obviously massive erection.Anwar looked down at Sonni’s ass as his cock pumped her pussy in and out. He held her hips and squeezed the hard muscles of her butt. He was amazed at how hard her butt cheeks were. These country girls, with a lifetime of farm labour behind them had to be tough.Her heated cunt sucked his 6 inches deeper into her. Every thrust seemed to find an extra millimetre of pussy. Her hand on his balls and the sight of his cock pounding away at her, were the only things he saw and felt as his sperm erupted in to her grasping cunt. She pulled his balls tight, holding him in her as he filled her up.

Finally, he uncorked his cum smeared cock from her cunt and as he stepped back, Ali pushed him out of the way and shoved his own 8 inch monster into Sonni’s well filled cunt. Sonni fell forward onto her hands and knees with the force of Ali’s thrust. Ali went down with her, his hands firmly gripping her waist and his cock hilted to his balls in the young girls fuck box.Anwar looked quickly to see if anyone had heard the surprised cry Sonni had made. No one was in sight except for the sleeping Ghulam. Unaware that his young wife was being fucked mere yards from where he snored.Anwar stood at the side of the rutting couple, watching Ali’s huge cock slam backwards and forwards into Sonni’s cunt. She was panting and squeezing her eyes shut as sweat rolled down her face, Ali let out a loud sigh and slammed his prick deep into her as he obviously unloaded his juice into her.Five minutes later, Ali stood up and carelessly shook his prick, letting the last drop of their combined juices drip off him.Anwar moved again behind Sonni. His prick once more ready for action; Sonni turned her sweat streaked face towards him and held her hand up in a stop signal. He stopped.Anwar stood stroking his cock, eager to shove in back up her now spunk dripping cunt.But he wasn’t about to force himself on her.Sonni, turned over on her back, and lifted and parted her legs, in an understood posture of offering. Anwar knelt down and stared at her hairless choot (Cunt) wet with the juice of himself and Ali.

Leaning forwards, he placed the tip of his man meat at her hole and pushed his prick into her cunt. It entered easily into her well stretched, well lubricated fuck hole.He began to ride her. His Lund filling and exiting her cunt with loud slurping noises coming from their joined fuck organs; He felt the grass tickle his balls as they slapped against her upturned ass, making a dull slap slap noise.Ali knelt beside him and put his erect monster in Sonni’s hand urging her to pull it as he pulled her Kamiz up over her breasts and toyed with her nipples. Anwar moved down and took a hard erect nipple in his mouth and sucked it. He then resumed his position and brutally fucked away at the panting Sonni. After maybe fifteen minutes of this, his body drenched in sweat, he shot his second load of the day into her. She smiled and sighed as his seed blasted into her womb.After he had pulled out, Ali again moved between her legs and gave her a final quick fuck, emptying his seed into her.After catching their breath, the trio tidied themselves up and after checking to see if any one was about, the emerged from the sugar cane field with Sonni at a little distance behind.Ghulam was still fast asleep and blissfully unaware that Sonni was walking with the sperm of two men trickling down her thighs.Anwar pulled the bottle of water from the canal and took a deep drink. His cock felt sticky in his briefs and he longed to wash himself.Sonni had squatted down beside the irrigation canal and was washing her face and hands.Standing up, she walked with obvious difficulty towards them. Sitting down beside her sleeping husband and looked happily at Anwar.Having offered Sonni help with her husband, and been refused, they headed back to the car. Anwar stared at her, sitting there beside her husband until a turn in the dirt track, cut off his sight of them.Back in Rawalpindi, he wasted no time getting Saima into bed. He had phoned her and told her simply “The usual place in 30 minutes”.With in minutes of entering the hotel room they always used, she was, face down and naked on the bed with a lust crazed Anwar, slamming his cock in to her cunt from behind His trousers and briefs around his ankles and his shirt open as he fucked Saima’s slick, hot choot. (Cunt)

Her cream coloured shalwar Kamiz, white panties and white lace bra, were lying all over the floor; Anwar had kissed her passionately as he had pulled, tugged and almost ripped her clothes off., the moment they closed the hotel room door.He came with a cry of “Yes!’’ and flooded her cunt with his juice. Saima was shaking with the force of her own orgasm. As she caught her breath, Anwar, sat down heavily on the bed and stripped his clothes off. He then went into the bathroom and after showering, returned to where Saima lay, with a jar of Vaseline in his hands.Saima knew what to do She assumed the butt?In?The?Air. Stance and tried to relax as Anwar applied generous amounts of the Vaseline to her anus and his cock. His fingers, oily with the Vaseline, probed her butt hole and oiled her for penetration.Her ex?Husband had been very fond of anal sex and Saima had grown used to it in the thirteen months of her marriage. The first interest shown by Anwar in her butt hole had seen her expertly get into the best position, for ass fucking; much to Anwar’s pleasant surprise.He placed his cock head in her anus and pushed gently until his cock was hilted in the scabbard of her rectum. Two thrusts were usually all it took.He rode her butt hole till he came again, this time shooting his load in to her bowels.After a brief rest and a shower, they lay beside each other talking.Anwar had screwed her one more time that night, this time slow and easy since his heat was out;And he then showered and after a late dinner, he had dropped her home.The following year when he was again on a sales sweep, he saw Sonni, walking along the same dirt track beside the irrigation canal. She eyed his car suspiciously until she saw him get out. She held a baby in her arms and as she passed the car she winked at him; and turned off the track into a sugar cane field; checking that no one was watching him, and without a driver this time, he followed her. She had come to a stop just inside the field, and was proudly sitting with the baby in her arms. “

A boy Sain” She said proudly. “Everyone is quiet now”.“Who does he look like?” Anwar asked “Like his father” She said and pointed at Anwar with a smile“Did Ghulam suspect?”“That Bastard? He thinks it was the Pirs Tarweez and his useless seed” She answered.Putting the baby gently down, she held out her hand to him and pulled him towards her. She looked up at him and rubbed the front of his trousers. “I heard you were here again, Sain “Well in a rural area news travelled very fast obviously.Anwar felt his cock harden rapidly, and unbuckled his belt and undid his trousers. He pushed his briefs down at the front and brought his man meat out; Sonni took his cock in her rough hands and without saying a word, popped it into her mouth.After a few minutes, of her tongue bathing, she eased herself backwards onto the ground, bending the stands of sugar cane as she laid herself flat and tugged her shalwar down.Sonni lifted and opened her legs, as he got on her and holding his hard on, guided it to her hot, moist hole, he buried his hard cock in her hole and began to pump her with passion. His lips pressed to hers, then went to her neck and gave her a love bite. She cried out in pain. He fucked her hard and fast and she urged him with her feet pressing on his ass to do it harder.She was as hot and as tight as he had remembered. He came in her and without withdrawing; he began to fuck into her hot wet spunk filled pussy again.Her cunt sucked his boiling creamy spunk out of him twice before they parted. Sonni confident that he had planted another seed in her left the sugar cane field before him. He watched her walk away, imagining the trickle of semen, running out of her overflowing cunt and down her thighs as she walked.

Then he casually walked to his car and getting in it, drove off. These sales drives were getting more interesting every year.(girls email at [email protected] for sex in islamabad/rawalpindi)