To begin with Nusrat is 25 yr old, who got marital to her married man Adeeb about 2 month ago. Recently, Nusrat returned back from the UK to Republic of India after completing her Masters and was eagerly searching for jobs.

Since getting hitched, she has n't been able to spend lots time with her husband ( Adeeb ), as he left for Canada two daylight after the wedding and would n't be back for the future year. Considering this situation, it was yobo for the newly married Nusrat, who was able to spend only one night with her beloved, where the couple lost their virginity to each other.

organism the first time for two inexperient citizenry, it was rather a matter of going through the gesture than factual satisfaction for our heroine. After the exit of her husband, she has been looking for jobs to continue her career, as well as to save herself busy.

Nusrat was a Muslim little girl coming from a very conservative background ( explains why she saved her virginity boulder clay spousal relationship ). Nusrat had a evenhandedly peel complexion, with body measurements of 34-30-34 ( C-cup ). She was of Amerindian language origin, and loved to wear out the ethnical shalwar Kameez and Saree.

One day while chatting with her friends online, she stumbled across a job posting about a position, which is related to the stock she desired to work on. Having come across such spot in so many caller, she did n't give lots cerebration and mailed her CV to them.

A few days later, Nusrat received a birdcall from an unknown figure in her cell earpiece, which she picked, `` Hi I am Ashraf calling from HR section of Jalal & Co. am I speaking with Ms. Nusrat ? ``

Excited, she replied, `` yes, this is Nusrat speaking ! ``

'' I believe you have sent us a survey for the situation of managing director at our house a few days back - am I right ? '' asked Ashraf. `` Yes Sir, I did, '' replied the girl hurriedly.

'' Great ! You have been chosen as a potential nominee for the position of Manager at our ship's company. Therefore, you are requested to pay heed an interview session with the Managing director tomorrow at 11 AM, '' said Ashraf.

'' Wow, I would definitely be there. Can I get the address of your office ? '' enquired Nusrat. `` Sure, please note down. It is .... '' said Ashraf. After some shutdown pleasantries, the conversation was over, leaving behind an commove lady friend waiting for her interview.

The next day, sharp at 11 AM, Nusrat was present at the office of Jalal & Co. and was sitting outside the HR department. Right on cue, a unseasoned man got out and came to her and introduced himself as Ashraf. After some common pleasantries, the youth directed her towards the way to the office of the Managing Director. Slowly, the HR person knocked on the threshold and a articulation came from inside, asking them to do in.

The way was broad, with a set of three-seater sofa on the right, and a couch chair on the left hand. In the background knowledge, there was a large picture of some strange artist. A few paces in forepart of the painting, sat a mediate aged man, probably in his mid-forties, in front of a big table. Ashraf introduced Nusrat to the man as the candidate for the Manager persona, and wished Nusrat near fate for her interview and went out of the room.

The MD introduced himself as Mr. monkey pod and asked Nusrat to sit down. The interview started with some basic talks such as training and prior experiences, and slowly moved towards the position in head. Almost everything matched with the type of job Nusrat sought for and was happily acknowledging the obligation. Suddenly, the conversation hit a swelling when the MD mentioned that the job would require her to travel to various res publica, and meet and work with guest. This caused a little mental confusion within Nusrat, as she was unsure if she could do this. Also, before making such a big decision, she needed to consult with her family, especially her married man. Nusrat told Mr. Zaman that she will see the offer and will get back to them.

That Nox, Nusrat called her husband over in Canada and explained the pro and con of the situation and was finally able to make Adeeb agree to her joining Jalal & Co.

Next day, Nusrat called up Ashraf in the HR department and confirmed that she would take the job. Ashraf was quite felicitous with the affirmation and told her to start work from the upcoming week.

Dressed in fashionable Salwar Kameez, Nusrat went for oeuvre. She was happy to play up with new fellow and took cursor on the culture of the organization. One of her distaff colleague remarked, `` You are one lucky missy to be capable to travel assorted countries, while we are stuck in a desk job. Use your opportunity well dear. ``

While she was breaking ice with her new co-worker, Mr. saman was passing by and welcomed her and asked her to come to his office. Once inside, professionalism kicked in and Nusrat was notified on the tasks that were expected of her. She listened carefully and noted down in her lowly notepad all the instructions.

Over the form of a calendar month, she worked very gruelling and got herself on the skillful books of her MD. She delivered flawless kit and caboodle under the denominate timeline. In no time, all her confrere were referring to her as the `` beauty with brains. ``

One afternoon, she got a call in her intercom from the MD who asked her to follow to his office. Feeling the urgency, she hurriedly went to his position. Once there, she was asked to sit down, while Mr. monkey pod described to her the first International grant, which would require them to travel to Vietnam, where they would meet with their clients from Germany.

During the conversation, Mr. Zaman told her that they were the 2nd most of import guest of the house and required them to hold on three matters, which would ensure business for the next 2 yr with these customer. This is indispensable for the profitable survival of the fittest of the firm. This scared Nusrat, as she asked shakily, `` how am I going to make them tally on all three subject - and this is my first international trade ? ``

'' You do n't need to worry, Nusrat. I will company you on this stage business trip. It will be my responsibility to make them agree on two of them, while for the main one - I am counting on you, '' Mr. Zaman said. He further added to fuel her butterfly stroke `` do n't make me regret my judging on ***********ing a competent manager for the firm. ``

Throughout the next hebdomad, both Nusrat and Mr. Zaman worked on the presentation of the three points and were sure-footed with their works before travelling to Socialist Republic of Vietnam. On the day of her flight of steps, she talked with her husband, who gave her assurance who gave her all the confidence for her first business trip. She on-boarded the plane and travelled in the business sector social class for the first gear fourth dimension in her life.

Once arriving in Viet Nam, Mr. Zaman and Nusrat were received in a luxury car, courtesy of their German client. Nusrat felt that she was in heaven. After arriving in her hotel, she was amazed with her elbow room and could n't wait to explore the offer. However, as their meeting was scheduled in half an hour, she had to rush.

She got dressed in a courteous common top and denim, as the meeting required semi-formal attire. Once she arrived at the meeting room, she realized that Mr. zaman had already arrived. Also, present in the way was a White woman and man in their 40s. They introduced themselves as Lukas and Hanna, while Mr. Zaman introduced Nusrat, the new handler at Jalal & Co. Both Lukas and Hanna were representatives of the client in Federal Republic of Germany. It was the responsibleness of Mr. Zaman and Nusrat and to get votes of both these two individuals on all the matters.

The meeting commenced with Mr. Albizia saman explaining the one he was supposed to introduce. The presentation went over for the course of an 60 minutes and half, and Nusrat noticed that the two duos had affirmation written over their face. Once the presentation was completed, Lukas and Hanna both decided to go with Mr. monkeypod 's proposal, to the pleasure of Nusrat. Lunch break was called and all of them headed for the in-hotel restaurant.

With two down and the of import one to go, it was time for Nusrat to ill-treat on the stage. neural, Nusrat started shakily but got back on the horse and breezed past the presentation. The looks of the Germans were inert, which did n't make her down, as she continued with her presentation.

After about an hour and half, it was time for the main verdict.

None of them were convinced with the proposal of marriage. Lukas pointed out some mistake and told her that he was unhappy, much to the dismay of Nusrat. Mr. saman stepped in to her defense and told her that they would work on the existing proposition and issue forth up with a comfortably one. The meeting was dismissed.

After the Germans left the room, Mr. zaman with a disappointed flavour told her that she had failed. He gave her some directions on how to fix the marriage offer and asked her to complete and show it at night, before going out of the room, leaving Nusrat to cry all by herself.

She returned to her room and started to work on the proposition, which ended around 8 PM. Prior to going to the MD 's suite ; she took a bath and wore fresh salwar Kameez of light orangeness superlative and orange pajamas and dupatta ( a fabric to cover the breast of an Indian woman ).

Once she was outside MD 's elbow room, she tentatively knocked on the doorway. Mr. rain tree opened the door, wearing a simple T-shirt and blue jean. She entered the room and was asked to sit on the desk. She opened her laptop and explained the changes to the premature proposal. The MD patiently listened and told her that he would call Lukas up and secernate him over the phone. Mr. Zaman gave a grinning and said, `` Good job, Nusrat. I hope Lukas agrees to it. '' This made Nusrat hopeful, as she waited excitedly.

Mr. saman went to the other way in his rooms and talked with Lukas for over half an hour, before coming back. `` What happened ? What did Lukas say ? '' enquired Nusrat. With a heterosexual nerve, Mr. Zaman replied, `` he did n't buy it ! '' Nusrat simply looked down at her feet in disappointment of her failure.

Mr. saman continued, `` This is one of our most authoritative deals which you have fucked up, Nusrat. ``

Nusrat asked, `` Can Lukas throw another hazard ? I will put to work all night and give all my effort to strike him with another proposal ? '' Nusrat was now desperate to fix her wrongs.

'' Ok ! Lukas gave me a tabulator proposal of marriage and it requires your concord. If the proposal of marriage is met, Lukas will agree to the one you worked on the live few hours, '' said Mr. monkeypod. Nusrat looked up in hope.

'' Lukas wants to pass some meter with you, '' said Mr. monkey pod straightly. This did n't register into Nusrat 's intellect and with a confusedness she enquired, `` What does he mean ? ``

'' He wants to drop tonight with you, '' again Mr. monkeypod said with a straight face.

Slowly, it dawned upon her, and with a human face filled with impact and surprise, she replied, `` But I am a matrimonial little girl. ``

'' It does n't count. Westerners like him do n't manage on such ethnic norms. He wants to have sex with you tonight, '' said Mr. Zaman.

'' I ca n't do that, Mr. Zaman, '' blurted Nusrat, in disbelief.

'' In that case, we would be losing out on this very deal. Also, the ground for hiring you would then be pointless. If we lose this, then I can not keep on you in my house, '' said Mr. Albizia saman with a tone of farthermost professionalism.

'' No, Mr. Zaman. You ca n't do this. You have got to relieve me from this, '' shrieked Nusrat, with tears running down her boldness. `` I am sorry, Nusrat. This is beyond me. You have failed me and my company, '' declared Mr. Zaman.

'' Please can you request one more time if there is another way ? Please ! '' asked Nusrat, begging.

'' Lukas made it quite clear to me that there is no other way, '' said the emotionless MD.

Nusrat continued crying, with practically trashy speech sound. Mr. Zaman let her be as he crossed to his sleeping accommodation and lit a cigarette. He could discover the crying girlfriend from the other room as he closed his eye to believe about the proposal.

Slowly, the sobs were reducing and he heard someone enter his bedroom.

'' I will do it - but no one must know, '' said Nusrat, with her school principal bowed low, teardrop in her eyes.

Mr. Zaman did n't waste a second and told Nusrat to sit on the bed, while he called Lukas over the phone regarding the affirmation.

Within ten transactions, the doorbell to the suite rang and Mr. zaman let Lukas inside. Together they walked into the bedroom, where a shame faced Nusrat was waiting.

Lukas was six groundwork two, who wore light face fungus and long blond hair like rock artist and broad shoulders, due to regular exercising at the gym. He was 43 class of age, with a handsome face, which at a coup d'oeil made him seem younger to people.

'' Hello Nusrat, how are you ? '' asked Lukas with a grinning. Nusrat lifted up her facial expression slightly, but ignominy could n't make her feeling at Lukas. Coming from a conservative Muslim background, she was never really exposed to sex, and was even clueless like her husband during their first intercourse.

'' Well, Lukas, she is all yours. Hope both of you enjoy and have fun. I will be waiting in the other room, '' winked Mr. rain tree, as he exited the room.

Nusrat looked up with a facial expression filled with mortification, as Lukas came and sat beside her on the rightfield. To her, Lukas was a big guy due to his tallness and liberal shoulders. The thought process of lying down with him frightened her. Also, the thought of letting a guy early than her husband touch in her intimate berth, humiliated her further.

Wasting no time, Lukas slid a bridge player around her shank and started to osculate her neck. Surprised with the sudden start, Nusrat gave a gasp, as the Caucasian guy kissed her. Squeezing her waist, he moved his stress from her cervix to her lips. Nusrat tried to incite her mouth away, but with the early detached hand, he turned her face and kissed her rightfulness on the lips.

Only her husband has done this a few meter during their dark. Having a different man sucking her brim and exploring the interior of her mouth left her in shock. With no compliance from Nusrat, Lukas fed into her backtalk more by himself and tasted her, while with his big helping hand he cupped her breasts over the dupatta.

This led her to act her mouth and protest, when the German pulled her dupatta from her breast. She was in Salwar Kameez only. mortification engulfed her as he continued his buss and breast squeezing.

After this went on for a few minutes, Nusrat suddenly felt a speck on her raw skin. She immediately started protesting, `` No ! Not there ! ``

Lukas gave an evil laugh and told her, `` If you do n't let me touch you, how will I fuck you, grouse ? ``

He continued, `` If I do n't have it as per my compliments, you can kiss your proposal goodbye. ``

earshot this, she looked down and loosed her adhesive friction over her apparel. Lukas took this opportunity to purloin the Kameez ( meridian ) from her physical structure, leaving her in her salwar and inkiness bra. With both hand, Lukas squeezed her boob as Nusrat reacted, `` Ouch ! ``

He pushed her down, as she landed on her back. He then proceeded to use his finger's breadth to trace the let out parts of her trunk - from her shoulder joint to her bra get across chest ( especially over the nipples - which has risen to the occasion due to come to ), her one shot mystifying navel and her waist. This gave her Goosebumps over her exposed parts.

Nusrat simply kept her centre closed and prayed for it to end fast. Slowly, Lukas placed her paw below her organic structure and unclasped the bra. With one placid gesture, he pulled it off.

Nusrat now had crying coming out of her eyes. She was topless in front of another man.

However, the mint to Lukas was completely different. In front end of him, he saw a young American Indian young woman, who still had shyness dominating her thoughts, completely topless, with her 34 C-cup sized round of golf breasts with vauntingly light John Brown ring of color facing up, and taut hard nipples teasing him to ingest a lick.

Nusrat gave a sudden gasp - as Lukas began licking her knobs.

'' No ! '' But to no avail. Lukas was sucking her tit like an express train on a delegacy. She tried to push him off but he was too strong. With nothing else to do, Nusrat simply gave up and let the German guy suck her breasts off.

When sensing minimized underground, he sucked arduous and interchanged among her nipples.

After the sucking went on for a mo or so, Nusrat started to feel a bit different. A new sensation was coming over her. She was beginning to care the fact that Lukas was sucking her. This disgusted her, but the action also raised her ticker beats. In no time she realized that she was starting to wish it and horrified when a moan escaped her lips.

Lukas realized it and capitalized by inserting Thomas More of her breast inside her back talk. `` You seem to like it, bitch, '' said Lukas, looking into her eyes.

'' No ! Please kibosh, '' protested Nusrat, but her body was not listening to her, as she gave another moan after she said that. Lukas used his glossa to lick the pebble knockout teat as he looked into her eyes and gave a diminished bite.

'' Ahhh ! '' Nusrat moaned in pain and pleasure, as Lukas continued this ordeal.

After five more minutes of suck, Lukas stopped and pulled the Salwar down ( which came off easily ). Clad in battlefront of him was a young Moslem girlfriend in her tweed panties, which showed a tiny pip of dampness in the middle.

Immediately, Nusrat positioned her script over her panty covered pussy, but to no service. Lukas grabbed both her hands and placed his hips near her pussy. He then roughly placed both her custody at her sides and told her to not proceed them.

When he let go of her traction, she used her hands to again pass over her panty. He grabbed them roughly in anger and placed them over her fountainhead and threatened her, `` Do n't move them, bitch. Or else I will know your passel. ``

Without any options, she closed her eyes and kept them by her side, allowing the man to devastate her exposed body.

Lukas grabbed both her ankles and spread them astray. He noticed the moisture in the sum of her white panty and gave a grinning, `` You are loving it. Your snatch is dripping, bitch. ``

Nusrat protested weakly, `` No. '' But even she was n't confident with her spirit. These new sensations were n't something she experienced on her foremost and only night with her husband.

Lukas touched the wet portion and gave it a closet. He could feel wet in his fingertips.

Without any word of advice, he grabbed the sides of the panty and pulled them down.

Nusrat was completely naked in front of this long haired man. Instinctively she closed her peg, but Lukas grabbed her articulatio genus and moved them aside. Nusrat had her shaved slit spreadhead broad in front man of the German. She kept her eyes closed, as she surrendered to the ordeal.

Lukas licked his lip as he touched her semi-wet kitty-cat. The feeling on her clitoris sent chill throughout her dead body, resulting in a groan. Seeing her reaction, Lukas continued rubbing the button with his forefinger and thumb, as a serial publication of violet vibrations began inside the girl.

In no time, her torso started to cooperate with lighter movements of her hips. Sensing the place, Lukas changed his social movement to a circular question. This caused Nusrat to lose herself completely as she shamelessly moaned in front man of this stranger.

She could feel an orgasm building inside of her. Suddenly, Lukas stopped. Such shut down to cumming, she wanted it to go on. However, Lukas had other ideas.

'' You like it, beef ? '' asked Lukas with a cruel grin. `` No ... no ... yes. Yes ! '' replied Nusrat,

'' Ask me bitch to lick your pussy, '' ordered Lukas. `` No, please do n't ask me, '' begged Nusrat.

'' Tell me cunt ! Beg me to figure out your cunt ! '' intimidated Lukas. With no pick, she asked in shame, `` Please puzzle out my kitty-cat. ``

Lukas spread her legs wide and buried his mouth on her exposed pussy.His tongue touching her versed part - and she gasped and felt building up of the orgasmic sensations.

Lukas proceeded with licking the wetness, and then moved towards sucking her hot slit juice. Nusrat was uncontrollable. She was moaning without a tending in the world and used both her bridge player to force the back of Lukas 's foreland over her kitty. She wanted the penetrating tongue to insert further.

Lukas could experience her pussy rampart tightening around her tongue, leaking hot lovesome liquid. With a huge pant, Nusrat could n't sustain back anything within her and inundated Lukas with all the succus inside her -- with her consistency going through utmost vibrations, as she released everything inside her.

After the sexual climax, Nusrat forgot about her whereabouts and closed her eye and fell asleep, as her consistency relaxed.

But the game was n't over. The cruel High German gave her a present moment 's quietus, before stripping off his clothes. When he was in his underclothes, he shook the missy awake and spread her legs.

She looked in repulsion, as she realized the next process.

'' Please stop over, '' she begged. But Lukas stripped of his underwear and displayed his erected Caucasian cock to Nusrat.

When she looked at it, she felt dizzy. It was around 7-inch in duration, and uncircumcised with a massively thick cinch. Nusrat was speechless. The alone cock she has seen belonged to her husband, which was probably about 5 inches.

She could n't think that this enormous wolf would enter her in a few moments. The size of it scared the living daylights out of her, as she pondered the pain she would have, as her pussy was n't used to such animals.

Lukas placed the pink tip of his cock between her wet labia and took in her moisture. He slowly pulled the redundant tegument over the cock to reveal a pink fountainhead as he slowly felt around her labia.

There was sodding secretiveness as an anxious anticipation of insight was felt by Nusrat.

After toying over her pussy entry for some time, he used hard military unit to insert the pinkish tip into her slit. Nusrat gave a painful gasp, as the tip entered her. The thickness of the tip was even greater than that of her husband, resulting in pain.

Without emotion, Lukas gave a huge shove, causing 3-inches of his massive prick to enter. Nusrat screamed in pain.

Lukas felt his cock entering a hot furnace, with her pussycat walls squeezing around it. The tightness of her cunt was hindering him to operate smoothly. In defeat, he gave another immense get-up-and-go and entered a bit more.

'' Get it out. Get it out ! '' screamed Nusrat in torment. To her relief, Lukas complied with her postulation and detached himself.

Nusrat gave a sigh of assuagement, as she noticed Lukas walking towards the threshold of the bedroom.

He opened the room access and called, `` zaman ! Come here ! '' In an moment Mr. Zaman was present and entered the room.

Nusrat did n't have time to hide her nudity. The MD walked right in and ogled at the naked girl. Shame cascaded throughout her body has she realized her employer blatantly checking out her nude breast, and swollen pussy.

'' Your cocotte is too stringent for me. I ca n't get inside her. I need a solution to that, '' told Lukas to Mr. Zaman.

Mr. Zaman looked at Nusrat and gave a grin. `` You can use some complementary lotion at this hotel. You can rub some on your rooster and her kitty-cat, '' he suggested.

'' That 's splendid, '' appreciated Lukas. `` Bring some from the bathroom. ``

Mr. rain tree went to the bathroom and brought a few diminished nursing bottle of application and gave them to Lukas.

Lukas opened one and dumped the hale nursing bottle on his manus, and massaged it all over his large cock. He then asked Mr. Zaman to put some on Nusrat 's pussy.

'' No. delight no ! '' protested Nusrat. `` Shut up kick ! monkeypod, rub the lotion on her cunt, '' ordered Lukas.

Jali moved towards Nusrat as he dumped a good chunk of the lotion on his medallion ( as he took in his deputy 's nudity ). Having no say in the matter, Nusrat simply endured the shame. Mr. zamang rubbed the application all over her pussy, with supernumerary focus on her tunnel. Nusrat was in tears.

Mr. monkey pod slowly moved away from Nusrat and proceeded to go, when Lukas stopped him, `` you can stay if you want. You can watch me love your bitch as she screams in joy. ``

To Nusrat 's revulsion, Mr. Zaman accepted the invitation and placed a chair beside the bedside to make a movement row view.

Lukas got on top of Nusrat and spread her pegleg full. The stretchiness was hurting her groin.

He placed his throb and lubricated cock on her pussy entrance. With no teasing this time, he shoved the stopcock in. Nusrat gave a huge gasp, as the whole cock slid into her like A KINFE THROUGH BUTTER.

'' Ahhhh ..., '' she gasped. The putz was exploring lieu she never had any visitor due to the sheer size. Its thickness was stretching her pussy walls to lodge. With a few more inviolable thump from Lukas, the pussy got adjusted to the shaft, causing the pain to lessen.

With the additional lubrication doing its work, Lukas kept rhythmically pumping her pussy with his hard cock and was letting out some grunts.

After the initial discomfort, Nusrat adjusted to the sex - and began to finger sensations, as she began to moan in pleasure.

The duration of the turncock helped to hit her G-spot consistently ( which her hubby 's 5-inch physical object could n't reach ), as involuntarily, her rosehip were assisting Lukas in the intercourse.

Moans of pleasure was escaping the young lady, as Lukas 's turncock caused magic inside her.

Without realizing, Nusrat wrapped her legs around the hips of Lukas urging him to record even More - as luxuria enveloped her completely.

The sense of shame was n't acting up - as her employer sitting and watching the show with a erection did n't bother her. In her mind, she was enjoying getting fucked and was starting to develop towards another orgasm.

After a couple more pushes by Lukas, Nusrat let go of her body and released herself onto Lukas 's peter. However, the High German was n't finished. His stamina was off the charts.

Lukas relentlessly thumped her cunt hard, as Nusrat could feel another orgasm slowly developing within her.

Slowly, Lukas started to grunt and groan as he was fix to cum.

Realizing that, as he was n't wearing a rubber, she said hurriedly amidst all the pleasure, `` pick out it out. please do n't release your spermatozoan inside of me. I do n't want to become pregnant. ``

To her bad luck, Lukas ignored her and after one concluding slash, began to release all his cum inside of Nusrat. Feeling the hot sperm being dumped in her was the net wheat, as her body vibrated onto another vehement orgasm.

After their sexual climax, both of them relaxed, with Lukas resting his head on Nusrat 's breast. Slowly, as they recovered, Nusrat looked up at the ceiling in secretiveness and dread, as it dawned upon her the things she had done. Lukas gave one final suck to both her nipples, as he slowly removed his cock from her pussy.

The cock came out with a `` whoosh '' noise, as a wooden-headed strain of cum slid out of her pussy.

Lukas looked over at Mr. monkey pod and smiled, `` Your proposal has been accepted. Please e-mail me foster details on this topic. '' He quickly dressed and left the room.

Nusrat got up from bed and went to the shower. She cried for half an hour before cleaning herself and coming out limping. Without saying a word to Mr. zaman was about to leave the elbow room when Albizia saman said, `` Lukas might have accepted. But, we also need Hanna 's approval. ``

Nusrat blankly looked at Zaman and asked, `` What does she ask ? ``

Zaman replied, `` I hear Hanna is into fille ... ''

THE END

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